ROMANCE: THREESOME : Billionaire Brothers' Party (MFM Menage Romance) (New Adult Contemporary Threesome Short Stories)

by Donovan, Astrid Lee

  Chapter Seven

  Rogan knelt down on the floor between her legs and slid her jeans down her legs deftly. He left her blue, lacy thong in place as he kissed her inner thighs until her entire body felt flushed and her breathing increased. This strange man was touching places only her husband had explored and he hadn’t taken her panties off yet. When his strong, wet tongue slid up her thigh and she was sure he was going to pull aside her panties for a taste of her throbbing clit, Emma put her hands on top of his head and held him in place for a few seconds. She had to catch her breath and inner control as she fought the urge to run out the door like a scared rabbit.

  He was patient as he waited for her to calm down. Emma let her hands slide to his shoulders as she leaned back and spread her legs wider to give him better access. Rogan slid her panties down her legs slowly as if he were savoring every second of seeing her lacy underwear glide across her creamy flesh. She noticed the stark contrast of his dark hand against her leg and finally realized she was doing this. Rogan was going to lap at her labia and tantalize her clit with his dark hands, and the best part was her husband was in the next room doing the same thing to another woman. They had trusted each other and they were both getting what they wanted.

  Somehow knowing her husband was okay with what was about to happen made her feel wetter than she’d felt in a long time. Rogan’s finger slid into the folds of her pussy and stroked up, causing her to tense and arch as she leaned back on her elbows. His thumb found her clit and he moved it in slow, deliberate circles. Emma could feel her nub growing harder with each stroke and her fear waned with each pulse of a coming orgasm.

  Her lover was patient as he stroked upward with his finger and circled with his thumb, and then she felt his pinky near the pink bud of her anus and something inside of her lost control. Rogan waited until he felt her pulsing around him with her orgasm before he slid his pinky an inch into her throbbing rectum. With two of her holes filled and his thumb eagerly stroking her clit now, Emma cried out with ecstasy as she came again.

  She bit down on her lower lip to keep from crying out any further, but it was no use as Rogan maneuvered between her legs and reached up to pull off her shirt. His lips found her nipple and his teeth grazed the sensitive skin while his fingers remained in her. Emma panted as the rest of his pinky slid into her and she marveled at how wonderful it felt to feel so full of him.

  Rogan’s lips left her nipple and his fingers quickly took their place as he leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “has anyone ever taken your asshole before?”

  “N-no,” Emma gasped as she thought about him putting even a half an inch of his penis inside her anus. She didn’t know if she’d be able to handle it, and felt fear clouding her moment again.

  “I’d like to do that for you, Emma. God, you’re so hot and I just want to show you how good it’ll feel, baby. Do you want me to show you?” his lips grazed her earlobe with each word and he wiggled all three of his fingers.

  “I-I don’t know,” she told him truthfully as she tried to concentrate on what he’d asked. His fingers were deliciously stroking her and he’d switched nipples. Rogan brought her close to climax again and pulled away from her slowly. She raised herself on both her elbows to watch him take off his clothes slowly.

  First, he pulled off his shirt and showed her his manly figure: a slim waist with chiseled abs. Then, he pulled off his jeans and she could see his erection through his black, boxer brief underwear. His skin was so dark and impeccable that she found she wanted to run her hands, her tongue, over it.

  “Rogan,” she breathed when he freed his erection from its constraint and the tip of his penis reached his navel. “You lied on the website,” she accused him gently, but she wasn’t disappointed.

  “I know, but most women get scared when they realized a man is bigger than their significant other. I really liked you and didn’t want to scare you off. I promise I’ll be gentle.” Emma was secretly wondering if she could deepthroat him like her husband, and Rogan looked as if he would welcome her advance. “Emma, I brought something to the show and I was wondering if you’d like me to use it.” She watched his tight ass as he turned around and rummaged around in a drawer. Then he pulled out a somewhat shorter, but just as thick as his penis dildo.

  “Where are you going to put that?” she asked in a husky tone as she imagined many things he could do with it.

  “Remember when I said I wanted to put something up your ass?” Emma felt her anus clench and release with excitement as she thought about it.

  “Okay,” she breathed as she thought about how she was getting more than she’d bargained for. Rogan approached her with a dildo and let her hold it as he stroked his hard cock, showing her his large, tight ball sac as he did so. Emma licked her lips and thought about how he’d ravage her with his cock later, but right then, she wanted him to explore where she’d never been explored and give him head at the same time.

  Without another word, Rogan took the dildo from her and instructed her to put her behind in the air, spreading her legs. Then he stood in front of her and she couldn’t resist. She took his long, hard cock into her mouth and twirled her tongue around his head slowly as she went down on him. Her gag reflex protested slightly until Rogan put the tip of the dildo at her anus. It was cold at first because he’d put a little lubricant on it, but it quickly warmed up as he slid it about an inch in like he’d done with his pinky.

  Emma took a deep breath through her nose and went down as far as she could, almost reaching the hilt and suddenly Rogan eased the black, veiny dildo in another inch. She felt her anus relax and her clit throbbed with want. As if he knew what she wanted, Rogan reached down and put her finger on her clit to instruct her to please herself while she pleased him. The tempo of the dildo slid in and out two inches at a time and her finger eagerly circling around her clit made her orgasm, and she felt it through her entire body. Rogan’s gasp and moan of pleasure ignited the sexy prowess inside of her. Emma thrust her hips outward and up to take in almost half the dildo.

  Rogan pushed it in the rest of the way and she cried out around his cock. He pulled it out gently and pushed it back in, simulating someone taking her from behind while she sucked on another man’s cock, and Emma took him in to the hilt as she relaxed. He had to pull away quickly and took a deep breath as she lapped at the pre-cum oozing from his dark, throbbing penis.

  “Are you sure this is your first time?” he asked breathily as he put the dildo on the nightstand and rolled her over onto her back. Emma didn’t have time to answer him as he slid his cock into her pussy pounded her hard while she cried out and gripped the blanket for support. Her nipples slid against the fabric while Rogan’s hand reached forward and flicked at her clit until she came.

  Then, while she was still coming, he pulled out and slid his cock into her anus hilt deep and slapped at her clit to prolong her orgasm. Emma felt sweat break out across her body as she lost the ability to think, just feel. He thrust into her for an indefinite amount of time until she finally felt his hot cum streaming into her rectum and his finger frantically squeezed, tugged, and pulled on her clit until she came around him for the final time.

  Emma lay breathless and motionless for some time as Rogan let his penis relax and slide out of her. His hands rubbed at her behind and massaged her back until she was finally able to roll over and catch her breath. Without a word, they both took a quick shower to clean up and Rogan kissed her gently on the cheek before he walked her over to the room where her husband was waiting.

  Chapter Eight

  “Emma, hey Emma!” she turned around at the vaguely familiar voice and heard the clicking of heels before she spotted the woman who had called out to her. In the daylight, she had caramel colored skin and vibrant, hazel eyes that reminded Emma of someone of a Dominican denomination. During the day, she didn’t wear sexy, skintight jeans with a pretty blouse. She was still wearing a flowing, silky blouse, but she’d pair it with some gray slacks and matching, gra
y pumps.

  “Samantha,” Emma said as she smiled and stopped pushing the grocery cart. “I thought you two didn’t live around here?” she asked with only a hint of accusation as Samantha walked up beside her. The two of them walked back to her sedan with a matching pace.

  “Oh, don’t worry, we don’t. Rogan and I just came back for another good time, but we haven’t found anyone yet.” There was a hint of sweetness in Samantha’s voice, but Emma remembered they’d made a deal to never swap with each other again because neither of them wanted the other to become attached to their swinging partner.

  “I’m sure you two will find a couple. You two are so beautiful and kind. It’d be hard to believe you wouldn’t be able to find someone.” Emma could hear the wistfulness in her own voice as she pulled out her keys and unlocked her trunk. Samantha helped her load the groceries into her car in silence for a few minutes.

  Then she piped up, “I was wondering if you and Benjamin would be interested again, but I have a new idea. I was hoping,” Samantha paused as she pursed her lips and looked as the asphalt. “Well, I was wondering if you’d be interested in doing a four-some?”

  Emma thought back to how Rogan had taken her from behind and what it felt like to have a dildo in her anus while she was sucking on his cock. Her cheeks blushed when she realized Samantha was smiling at her conspiratorially as if she knew exactly what Emma was thinking. What if she were to receive anal while she was giving a blowjob at the same time, from two different men?

  “Why don’t you and Rogan come over to my place for dinner tonight, and we’ll found out if Benjamin’s alright with it.” She was sure he would be.

  THE END

  FIRST TIME FOURSOME

  SWINGER EROTICA

  BWWM/WWBM

  Chapter One

  “Honey, would you mind coming into the kitchen for a minute?” Emma swept aside her blonde hair with her right hand as her left arm held the paper grocery bag. She caught her right shoe on the throw rug in the foyer and almost tripped as she made her way back to the kitchen. By the time she made it there, she was red in the face and huffing as she set the bag of cans on the countertop. “I shouldn’t have put that gallon of milk in the bag,” she mumbled as she started to put her grocery items away.

  Benjamin leaned against the entranceway of the kitchen and smiled as he watched his wife bustling around the kitchen. Somehow, things had seemed more relaxed since their swinger night, and he was hoping for another go at it soon. It wasn’t that Emma displeased him in the bedroom; in fact, she made him hornier than ever. The thought of having sex with someone who wasn’t his wife just made him harder than he’d been in years.

  He tipped back the bottle of ale he’d been drinking and loosened his tie as he fixated on her backside swooshing while she walked. Emma turned around just as he was thinking about what it would be like to enter her like her swinging partner, Rogan, had, and he had a half grin on his face that suggested he was already at full mast. Emma glanced down to be sure and her gaze traveled along the length of him throbbing in his khakis.

  “Well, I’m glad you're excited because we’ve got something to talk about,” Emma said while she shoved the milk into the refrigerator and spun around to find her husband standing behind her. His hands were warm on her hips and she could feel his fingers slipping beneath the hem of her shirt. “First, dinner, and then we’ll, well, let’s just have a talk,” she reaffirmed.

  “Did I do something wrong?” Benjamin sounded worried as he let his hands slide away from her waist and tossed his empty ale bottle in the recycling bin.

  “No, of course not,” Emma smiled at him reassuringly and gave him a peck on the cheek. She leaned up to put a can of green beans on the top shelf and Benjamin reached up to help her. Without warning, her heart felt large and warm in her chest. He was always trying to do things to make her life easier, and she couldn’t ask for a better husband.

  “Then what are we talking about?” Benjamin liked this cat and mouse game she seemed to be playing. It was adorable that his wife was still embarrassed to talk about things with him. He was glad they weren’t at the stage where they left the bathroom door open while they were doing their business. Secretly, he hoped they never got to that stage. Life would be boring then.

  Emma opened the dishwasher and proceeded to put away the silverware as she tried to think about what she was going to say. She only had an hour and a half to explain it to her husband and get dinner ready. “Well, I ran into Samantha today,” she started as she put the knives back in their wooden knife holder on the counter.

  Her husband waited a few heartbeats before he grabbed another ale from the refrigerator and popped it open. Then he decided he had to prompt her to keep going. “Well?” he asked as he dreaded what she would say next. Wasn’t she happy about what they had done?

  “She wanted to know if she and Rogan could come over and talk about setting up another date,” Emma spat out and took a deep breath after her words. She felt crimson gracing her cheeks as she worried her husband would be upset with her for inviting the two strangers they’d had sex with over to their home.

  “And what did you tell her?” Benjamin wanted to smile, but he liked watching her fidget nervously with the wooden spoon in her hands. She was running her fingers up and down the wooden handle and he imagined it was his hard cock she was caressing rather than a cooking utensil.

  “I told her they could be here by six,” Emma decided to be blunt. Her eyes sought out sanctuary from her husband’s gaze and finally landed on their refrigerator calendar. It had only been a few weeks since their dalliance with the out of town couple. Emma felt the need to explain herself and rushed on when Benjamin didn’t respond. “She said they were back in town for a fun time and couldn’t find anyone else to swap with, so Samantha was wondering if we’d be interested in a foursome.” Emma was excited by the thought of Rogan’s big black hands and Samantha’s chocolate skin being theirs for the taking.

  Benjamin’s scrotum tightened deliciously at the thought and his fingers relaxed on the neck of the glass bottle. “Six, huh?” he asked as he looked at the stovetop clock. They had a little over an hour. Knowing his wife, she would want to whip up something special that would take the average person three to four hours to cook. “What’s for dinner?”

  Emma knew he was okay with the notion of talking to their swinging partners again when he asked about dinner. If he weren’t, he would have come out and told her. Still, she worried he wouldn’t want to engage in a foursome, and she was desperately hoping he’d want to let her deep throat him while Rogan played with her anus again. Besides, she also wanted to know what it was like to give a woman pleasure with a dildo. There was no reason to leave Samantha out of the mix.

  Chapter Two

  Benjamin grabbed the homemade macaroni and cheese with buttered bread crumbs on top from the oven. The timer was jabbing at his eardrums and he pushed the button on the stovetop display to shut it off. Emma hurried as she basted the chicken one last time and sprinkled on some extra salt. Contrary to her usual behavior, she’d gone with a relatively easy meal of mac and cheese, baked chicken with rosemary, and a homemade spring salad with Italian dressing. It was simple, but at least it was home cooked.

  “You’re beautiful,” Benjamin whispered behind her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and put his warm lips to her neck.

  Emma was about to tell him he was the most handsome man she’d ever seen when the doorbell rang. She twisted in his arms and kissed him deeply on the mouth before she pulled away, leaving him stunned and breathless. Benjamin followed after her, a few paces behind. He licked his lips and ran his finger over them as he watched her pull open the door. The beautiful, black woman he’d spent the night with only a few weeks prior stood on his doorstep, and his wife was smiling from ear to ear as if Christmas had come early.

  “You brought dessert!” Emma took the pie from Samantha’s warm, caramel hands and beckoned the woman and her husband inside. Rogan
nodded to Benjamin with a bright, wide smile as he stepped through the entrance.

  “It’s good to see you again, man,” Rogan held out his hand and Benjamin took it as if they were shaking over a business deal. Emma and Samantha disappeared around the corner and into the kitchen.

  Emma popped open a bottle of wine and poured everyone a glass while Samantha put the pie on the stovetop and used her hand to get the aroma of the macaroni and cheese to waft to her nose. “Mm, this smells delicious,” she complimented as she turned back to Emma. “Where did you get the recipe?” she asked while she helped Emma take the glasses over to the table.

  “I got it from my mother. Apparently it’s a popular recipe online, but it’s a family tradition,” Emma responded as she set her glass on the table and put Benjamin’s by his usual seat. Samantha helped her set the table with the best dishes Emma had, which were white, square plates and heavy silverware.

  The men chatted in the other room until the women had the meal laid out on the table and ready to be served. Samantha was an excellent help in the kitchen and Emma could see the two of them becoming friends, but she was still leery of getting too close to someone when she was going to be sleeping with them and her husband.

  Benjamin led the way into the kitchen when he heard Emma dishing out the salad and took his seat near the refrigerator. Emma sat across from him while Samantha sat closest to the wall and her husband sat across from her. They dug into their salads without saying much for a few minutes before Samantha piped up to start a conversation.

  The four of them discussed safe subjects such as pets, which Benjamin and Emma didn’t have any, and then they got into the heavier subject of what they would do together while they had pie and coffee. Emma was fixing her cup of coffee when Samantha sat down beside her and their thighs touched on the couch.