by Sandy Smyth
Mike walked over to the tray he’d put down on the nightstand beside her bed. “Mrs. Mallory made some homemade soup last night, and I’ve added some crackers. I thought you’d like something light before going to bed. I put it in a thermos to keep it warm. I thought if you woke up hungry in the middle of the night…okay, Katie, luv?” he asked anxiously.
“Either nod or say something. Anything to keep him from going on and on all night, Kate,” said John with a wry twist of his lips and a wink at Mike.
Kate looked up from her soup at the three concerned faces around her in wonderment. They really were hers. Now what the devil was she going to do with them?
Well, just like Scarlett O’Hara, I’ll think about that tomorrow. She smiled at them and finished her soup, noting the varying signs of relief on their faces.
“I think, if you don’t mind, I’ll take an aspirin now. I don’t need a pain pill because I’m not really in awful pain, just a heavy throbbing in my head that I’m afraid will keep me awake tonight. And I have a feeling I’m going to need to have the use of all my faculties tomorrow.”
“Okay, musketeers,” she said as she snuggled down under the covers after taking the aspirin. “Come give me a kiss good night and then turn out the lights when you leave.”
The three men exchanged startled glances. At Tom’s nod, Mike and John approached the bed. Mike reached her first.
“Ah, Katie, luv,” he said as he cupped her face with his hands. He leaned forward, kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Dream of the four of us together, Katie, and the wealth of love and pleasure awaiting us. And if that isn’t enough, I give great massages, everywhere.”
As John leaned down, he looked into her eyes. “If you’re a good girl, Kate, we’ll let you play voyeur again.” He kissed her lips thoroughly, winked and whispered, “And again and again. But if you’re not a good girl we will have to think of something else, won’t we?” He smiled and kissed her lingeringly once more, his tongue licking inside her mouth. Sensation blossomed in her clit at his words, almost causing an orgasm as she twined her tongue with his.
Kate laughed breathlessly as they left the room, and couldn’t deny that she was feeling very aroused by their comments and their kisses. Her eyes met Tom’s, and she was stunned at the emotion she could read there. There was so much love, pride, and, oddly enough, she saw gratitude, too.
His voice was gravelly as he said, “I never dreamed that the love I feel for you could keep growing to such immense, overwhelming proportions. Whatever you decide about the four of us will be okay with me. If you agree to let Mike and John into our life and our bed, I will rejoice in that. If you decide that it’s not a lifestyle you can be comfortable with, I will accept that, too, and it will not affect my love for you. Whatever you decide, I will always love you.”
Tom cradled her face in his hands and kissed her with a passionate abandon that had been missing in the two and a half years since his accident. Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and sank into the remembered pleasure of his kisses. She loved the way his tongue slid erotically between her lips and relearned the inside of her mouth. She loved the way he sucked her tongue into his mouth and refused to let it go. The way his tongue licked her lips with feather-light strokes, stirring her senses as only he could.
“I love you, too, Tom. Always.”
“You know, Kate, it’s a known fact that a release of endorphins in the body can help to control and mask pain. Did you also know, my love, that when you climax you are releasing endorphins into your system? I believe it will be necessary for me to make sure you climax several times a day to help control your pain. You may consider it your physical therapy.”
“Oh, Tom!” Kate laughed out loud at his outrageous words, while her heart began pounding in her chest. He was almost back to being her Tom, the Tom she knew and loved before his accident. The Tom she had missed so terribly for the last two and a half years.
He grinned at her, his eyes alight with mischief. His hand slid beneath the bed cover and slid down over her slightly rounded belly to the soft curls between her thighs. She gasped as he slid two fingers into her swollen, drenched pussy.
“Kate! Your pussy is so wet I could lap it up like the finest cream. It was John and Mike, wasn’t it? They turned you on with their kisses and their words. Didn’t they? You could see them again, the way they were in the pool room, the way their huge cocks stood straight up. The way they stroked and touched each other. Tell me, Kate. Tell me how much they turned you on. How your juices start flowing when you remember the size and shape of their cocks and their expressions of extreme pleasure.” His fingers closed on her clit, tugging gently on the sensitive knot of nerve endings. Then two fingers plunged deep into her cunt, finger-fucking her slowly, drawing out her pleasure.
“Oh, God, Tom! It’s too much!” She shrieked her pleasure.
“Talk to me, Kate! Tell me how hot they are. Come on, Kate. I really need to hear you say it. Tell me!” He withdrew his fingers from her dripping cunt and moved back away from the bed.
“Tom! Don’t stop. Please! Don’t stop.” Kate moaned and started thrusting her hips up, fucking the air.
“Come on, Kate. You know what I want. You know what I need to hear.” He moved back to the bed. One of his fingers slowly penetrated the drenched slit of her cunt, barely gliding across the top of her clit.
“Yes! Okay. Okay. Yes, they are hot. I nearly came when John was fucking Mike’s mouth. And when Mike finger-fucked John’s ass, I nearly passed out, it was so hot. My juices were running down my leg. I barely made it back to my room and tore my clothes off.” Kate paused, breathing heavily as the memory of watching Mike and John make love swamped her. Each movement, each flex of muscle, each moan and groan came alive in her mind and sent her juices flowing heavily.
“All of it. Tell me all of it, everything you did, every detail,” Tom grated roughly.
“I grabbed two vibrators and stretched out on the bed, naked, my legs spread wide apart. I slid one rotating vibrator up my cunt and teased my clit with the other one until I came. And I thought about…” Kate groaned as his fingers pinched and tugged at her swollen and throbbing clit.
“You thought about what? Tell me, Kate. Tell me everything. Tell me! I want to hear it—I need to hear it.” He cupped his hand firmly over her sensitized cunt, rotating and pressing lightly on her clit with the heel of his hand.
Kate gave a moan and lifted against his hand. “I thought about all three of you in bed with me, fucking me. Oh, my God, I thought about being filled with all three cocks at one time. All three of you fucking me, playing with me, and letting me play with all three of you.” Her voice hoarse with emotion, she begged, “Now let me come, Tom. Please, let me come. It’s been so long, too long.”
“Kate!” Tom said roughly. “That was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever heard you say. Good girl, you know what I like to hear and how I like to hear it. Very nicely done. Now you can come, sweetheart, but later you’re going to have to explain exactly how the three of us fucked you…in detail. A lot of detail.”
He threw back the covers, exposing her from the waist down and lifted her nightshirt above her breasts. He began stroking her clit with his talented fingers, while his mouth claimed an erect nipple. Kate’s body stiffened as she approached her climax and Tom began suckling hard on her nipple, just the way she liked it, while his fingers flew across her clit. Her moans and gasps of pleasure filled the room.
“Suck me harder, Tom. Harder!” Kate came with a loud shriek, the sensations culminating in an incredibly violent orgasm. As the contractions and pulsations of her clit and pussy began to abate, she tipped her head back, staring at the mirror finish on the teak headboard as her body came down from the erotic high.
Framed in the reflected doorway, she could see John and Mike, staring at her exposed body, their cocks bulging against their tight jeans.
Chapter 3
The
next few days were awkward for Kate. After the first day or so the headaches had gone, leaving only a slight tenderness where the lump had been. All three men hovered. It was driving her crazy. She barely had any privacy. To top it off, the sexual tension was ratcheting up to unbelievable heights. Every day it grew worse. She could see the desire and need for her in John’s and Mike’s eyes, and if she was honest, she could feel it in herself. Yet not one inappropriate touch, gesture, or comment was made. At least not by John or Mike. Tom was another matter.
In the almost two and a half years since the accident, Tom had slept alone, initially due to the severity of his injuries and then due to his own pride and his inability to achieve an erection. In all that time, Kate could count on two hands the number of times they’d had any sexual contact, and that was only in the last week. She’d noticed several times in the past week that Tom appeared to have an erection, but penile penetration had not occurred since before the accident.
With the sexual side of him shut down, there had been a change in Tom’s personality and in their relationship. Oh, the love was still there, but changed, different. Once he returned home from the hospital, Tom seemed to turn inward, and she felt he was shutting her out, avoiding her. Kate missed the way they used to laugh together, sometimes over sex and sometimes over silly, inconsequential things.
If it hadn’t been for Mike and John, she didn’t know what would have happened to their marriage. But during that awful time they had been there for her. They gave her their support, affection, and companionship when Tom could not or would not. She had her drawer full of sex toys which she used regularly to take care of her sexual needs. And she had her fantasies, which at times had included Mike and John.
For several months before his accident, Tom had been bringing Mike and John up in his sex talk to her. “Can you imagine John and Mike watching me make love to you?” he had said frequently to her. “Can you imagine all three of us pleasuring your naked body? Can’t you imagine us licking you, playing with you, and fucking you?” But it had been only talk. Erotic sex talk. Kate had no idea what, if anything, would have eventually happened between the four of them. Then Tom’s accident had changed everything.
After the past several days, and the way Tom was acting now, Kate had hopes that things were on the way back to normal, or at least to what had been normal for them. The laughter was returning, and Tom was taking control again. And perhaps that control was even more important than the actual sex to Tom. And, wow, was he taking control. Kate had experienced more over-the-top, fantastic orgasms than she had ever been able to achieve alone with her wide array of vibrators and sex toys.
Kate realized that Tom was deliberately sensitizing her body and mind for sex, the need for sex, the desire for sex, and the desire for Mike and John. Erotic words had always been an important part of their sex lives and affected each of them very strongly. Now Tom wouldn’t let her come until she’d tell him how sexy Mike’s and John’s bodies had looked when she’d watched them in the pool room, he made her describe in detail how they had made her feel as she watched them making love. He also made her create hot, detailed sexual fantasies that included John and Mike.
If Kate responded in sexy, lewd terms, Tom would reward her by positioning her on her back on the bed with her widely spread legs hanging down the foot of the bed. He would then pleasure her with his mouth, licking and sucking her clit to a mind-bending climax while he finger-fucked her cunt. At least once a day he would use a vibrator on her, stroking it in and out of her pussy while he sucked and licked her clit, or he’d use more than one vibrator, one for her cunt and holding the other one against her swollen clit or her nipples.
Two, sometimes three times a day he’d seek her out for her “therapy” session. She loved it, even though she was aware that they always had an audience. A couple of times only one was there watching Tom pleasure her, but the rest of the time both were there.
They always stood just out of her line of sight, but she knew. She could feel them there. She could feel their eyes on her, and she could occasionally hear a moan escape one or both of them as Tom had her create and describe a particularly erotic fantasy about all four of them. The rasp of a zipper being lowered and the sound of clothing rustling would send her orgasms into new realms of sensual pleasure.
Kate soon realized that she was actually playing to her “audience” as well as to Tom. There was something outrageously exciting to her about knowing they were there watching, that they could see her behaving in shockingly erotic ways, that they could hear her talking about an erotic fantasy she had created that involved all four of them, that they could see her expose not only her body but her interest in some of the more unconventional sexual acts which consenting adults could enjoy together.
She finally admitted to herself that she was more than willing to go along with Tom’s plans for the four of them. Damn, but she loved all three of her musketeers and physically wanted them, too. Knowing how words turned both Tom and herself on, she became more vocal in her desires, more demanding, using more sexually explicit words, dirty words, particularly when she could hear the increased breathing and gasping moans from her unseen audience. Apparently, the words turned them on, too.
It didn’t take Tom long to realize just what Kate was doing and why. And he would egg her on, his eyes sparkling and a knowing grin on his face. Kate hadn’t seen Tom this happy since before his accident.
One night, before the end of the week, Tom put a blindfold over Kate’s eyes and arranged her naked body splayed out at the foot of the bed. It quickly became obvious to Kate that the three men were crowded closely around the bed, gazing at her exposed body. She could feel the heat of their bodies and hear the sound of clothing rustling around her.
“Kate,” said Tom as his fingers spread her pussy lips wide open. “You look so beautiful, sweetheart. This little clit is like a gorgeous, delicate flower.” He blew gently on her engorged clit as his finger lightly stroked back and forth over it.
“Please, Tom. Please don’t torture me. Suck me, now. Let me come.”
“Just a few more minutes, sweetheart. You know you can take it. You know you want it.” Tom pulled on her swollen clit as he reached up and gently pinched and twisted her nipple. At that moment, Kate felt a large, vibrating dildo being inserted into her vagina at the same time a vibrating probe was inserted into her anus. Kate shrieked and bucked her body upward, crying incoherently, overwhelmed by the erotic sensations. Tom quickly held her down firmly with both hands.
“Take it, sweetheart. Take it all, and tell me you love it. You know you do. Tell me! And tell them. Tell them how much you love having them fuck you with your vibrators. Beg them to suck and squeeze your tits while they fuck you with your toys. Use their names and tell them how much you love having them play with you and how much you want them to do it to you. Tell them, Kate.”
Kate’s head whipped back and forth on the pillow as she lifted her hips and moaned as waves of increasing pleasure spread throughout her body. Suddenly, the vibrations stopped, and she could feel the vibrators slowly being pulled from her body.
“No! Please don’t stop. Don’t stop, please.”
“Then tell them, Kate. If not, we can all leave until your next therapy session tomorrow morning. Use their names, Kate. Keep the blindfold on, but tell them what you want them to do to you and don’t forget the details. Start now, babe, one at a time.” At his words, Kate could feel the vibrators being very slowly inserted back into her body. She shuddered with pleasure.
Her heart began beating so hard she thought it would come right out of her chest. Emotion threatened to overcome her, but she beat it back. She realized with devastating certainty that she and Tom had been heading for this even before his accident. And, as erotic sex talk, it was arousing and exciting to talk about John and Mike touching and fucking her, impaling her on their cocks and filling her with her sex toys. The reality, however, far exceeded even her wildest fantasies. Knowing they were
watching and listening as Tom pleasured her was incredible, but had not been truly real to her. But now it was real. The feel of the vibrators had had her clawing the sheets, squirming and lifting as Mike and John fucked her with them. But when they, again, turned the vibrators off and began slowly pulling them from her body, she realized that she could no longer pretend that she didn’t know they were there watching her. It was time for the truth.
“John,” she cried brokenly. “Don’t take it out, please. Stick the vibrator back inside me and turn it on again. Please, John, do it to me. Fuck me with it!” Kate felt the vibration begin in her ass as the vibrating probe pushed its way slowly inside her once again. “Yes, oh, yes, John. That feels so good. So good. I love it. Please, keep fucking my ass with it. Please!” Kate’s breathing became harsh and fast as her hips lifted and thrust to meet the vibrator which was now slowly and gently fucking her ass.
“Mike, stick that thick dildo up in my pussy and fuck me with it. Do it, Mike. Turn that vibrator on full force and fuck me with it. I need you to fuck me. I need you both to fuck me because I’m going to come. Yessss. Just like that. Do it. Fuck me.”
Tom quickly covered her clit with his mouth and sucked strongly, and Kate came wildly in his mouth, her hips still pumping against the buzzing vibrators. After her earth-shattering climax, she felt the vibrators being carefully removed from her body and swore that she felt several very intimate, gentle, licking kisses between her legs as she came back down from the orgasmic heights. Finally, exhausted and limp with completion, Kate’s eyes closed and she slept.
The next night Kate deliberately ramped up the erotic sexuality of her “therapy” sessions by really getting down and dirty. She loudly told Tom that her poor clit was so abused and needy. She spread her legs and lifted her hips, her fingers spreading her pussy lips wide open as she detailed how her cunt and ass and mouth needed to be fucked, filled to the limit with their hard cocks, and her clit needed to be licked, sucked, stroked, spanked, and played with.
