by Lane Hart
I realized how far I trailed Caleb in the sack that Tuesday night. Lauren had gone into his room after dinner, since it was his night. He was usually home from his security job by six-thirty or seven, but around eight that night he still wasn't back. I heard Lauren yell my name from his room while I was sitting in the living room watching TV.
"Yeah?" I called back.
"Um, have you heard anything from Caleb?"
"No."
"Could you check my phone? I think I left it on the kitchen counter."
"Sure," I yelled back. I went over and picked it up and saw the text message across the screen.
"He said he's got a safety meeting and will be home around nine."
"Fuck!" she yelled.
Okay. It stung that she was that damn anxious to see him.
"Tyler?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you, um, come help me?" Help her? With what?
"Sure."
The bedroom door was shut so I turned the knob and opened it, then my jaw dropped to the floor.
Lauren stood there, face red from embarrassment, in nothing but a black lace nightie and black fuck-me heels, handcuffed to the handle of one of Caleb's dresser drawers
"Goddamn woman. A little heads up would have been nice."
She turned her face away, hiding behind the curtain of her long blonde hair.
"I need help."
"Oh, I think I can help you alright. Why didn't you tell me you liked to be restrained?"
"I-I don't know."
"Because it's your and Caleb's thing?"
"I guess."
"Looks like I've been missing out," I told her, trailing a finger over the lace covering her stomach.
She gasped before she spoke again. "The ah, keys are right here but I can't undo them myself. Since I need to go to the bathroom it was either yell for you or take the entire drawer with me."
I grabbed the keys and laid them out of her reach. "I don't think I'm going to let you go."
"W-what? Why not?"
I stood behind her, lifting up the bottom of her nightie to see her bare ass, with only the thin line of her black thong down the center. My palms rubbed over the perfect swells of her cheeks before I dipped a finger down, sliding it under the fabric covering her pussy. After so many weeks of deprivation my cock was harder than it'd ever been.
"Oh baby, you're all worked up and soaking wet. It's a shame he's kept you waiting."
I watched her face in the dresser mirror, her eyes closed, bright red lips parting when she gasped.
"Do you still want me to let you go?" I asked her as my other hand moved up her side and cupped her breast.
"No."
"Good," I said, pressing two fingers into her. "Do you want me to fuck you like this?"
"Yes," she breathed.
"What if Caleb comes home and sees us?"
"Then he can wait his turn."
"Goddamn right he'll have to wait until I'm finished with you. You haven't fucked me in weeks baby." I pushed her hair from her neck and kissed her. "Weeks. Now I want you so bad I can't stand it."
I slid her panties down her legs while I kept thrusting my fingers into her, then knelt down behind her, spreading her thighs wide. My own thigh protested, but I was so aroused I barely noticed it.
I lapped at her center, making her legs tremble. Her moans were getting louder as she got closer. A few more tongue and finger thrusts and she came screaming above me.
"I don't think … I can keep standing," she said through pants, leaning her upper body over the dresser.
"I've got you," I told her as I stood up behind her, pulling out my cock before wrapping an arm around her waist and shoving into her. I'd just sheathed myself all the way inside her slick, tight pussy as far as I could go when I heard the front door.
"Fuck," I groaned, but I didn't stop. It was too good and had been too fucking long. With the sounds Lauren was making Caleb was going to know what we were doing well before he saw us. She was so preoccupied chasing another orgasm that she didn't seem to notice he was home.
I tried to thrust faster and harder to bring us both, but I wasn't fast enough.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Caleb shouted from the doorway. It was almost like deja-vu.
"Almost there ... Caleb ... please don't leave," Lauren panted.
"You want me to stand here and watch him fuck you in my room? Are you crazy?"
"No … come here," she told him and I went still.
"Lauren?" I asked.
"Sit here and unzip your pants," she told him, nodding to the top of the dresser.
"She has lost her mind. Maybe we should just stop," I said.
"No!" she exclaimed. "I want you both. Right now. Caleb?"
After thinking it over he moved toward us hesitantly.
"Straddle me … so I can-"
He finally understood, climbing on the wooden dresser and pulling his cock out of his pants a second later. While he held it out towards her she bent down and took him into her mouth. It shouldn't have turned me on, but fuck if it didn't.
Caleb's head went back against the mirror so hard I thought he'd cracked it. His hands reached out to pull her hair back from her face as she moved up and down him. I was on the edge of losing it so I picked up the pace and shoved into her hard from behind, the momentum pushing him deeper down her throat. With her hands still cuffed to the dresser she was at our mercy, and it was so fucking hot.
Caleb's hands moved lower to cup her lace covered breasts, and I reached around to rub her clit, teasing her until she came. She moaned around his cock, but didn't stop sucking him. When I felt her walls tightening and throbbing around me I came with a curse about the same time I heard Caleb tell her to stop because he was close. I knew he wanted to save it for when he fucked her, and that thought didn't even bother me at the moment.
"Hold her up," I told him when I pulled out of her. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her head to his chest. I had to sit back onto the edge of the bed to catch my breath, pretty sure my own legs were going to give out.
"You didn't use a fucking condom? What the hell?" Caleb yelled.
It took my pleasure hazed mind a second to figure out what the fuck he was talking about. I hadn't thought condoms in months. Did she not let him go bareback with her? That was nice to know.
"We're both clean, and she's on the shot. We've never used condoms," I told him, just to rub it in.
"Why didn't you tell me? You trust him but not me?" he asked Lauren.
"I'm sorry. I should have talked to you about it."
"I'm clean too. Just had a fucking physical for basic, and you're the only one I've been with since."
"Oh."
"I can't believe you trusted him and not me. He wasn't exactly a virgin when you met."
"Caleb?"
"Yeah?"
"You're killing the mood," she said, smiling sweetly up at him.
I laughed and he narrowed his eyes and gave me an evil look.
"So I'm still handcuffed. Are you going to fuck me? Because if not, get me out of these so I can go to the bathroom."
"Oh, I’m going to fuck you alright," he assured her.
"Tyler stays," Lauren said, shocking me, and flooring Caleb.
"Fuck that!" he yelled, jumping off the dresser.
"Tyler?" she asked, turning to me as much as the handcuffs allowed. "Will you take these off then fuck me on Caleb's bed?"
"Lauren!" Caleb yelled at the same time I said, "Sure, baby."
"Hell no," he said, grabbing the keys and freeing her hands. She rubbed her wrists then climbed up on the bed, staying on her hands and knees.
"Tyler?"
"Yes ma'am?"
She smiled and grabbed my arm, urging me to sit in front of the headboard. Once I was in place she stretched up to kiss me before throwing out more orders. I'd do any fucking thing the woman asked.
"Take your pants off and spread your legs out in front of me." Of course I quickly oblig
ed to that one.
"What the fuck Lauren?" Caleb asked.
"Having both of you at the same time is a fantasy of mine come true, so are you in or out?" she said with a smile at the appropriate double entendre.
She positioned herself with her head above my cock, while she stayed on her hands and knees, offering herself to Caleb.
He cursed but started to climb up on the bed.
"Take your clothes off first," she told him. He paused a second before stripping, then moved up behind her on the bed.
"No condom?" he asked.
"No condom. I trust you both. N+ow fuck me."
"Yes ma'am," he responded, then, based on the look on her face and her moan, he entered her hard. "Oh my God you feel so fucking good. Damn condoms," he continued to gripe.
Once he started into a rhythm she moaned with each forward thrust, but she grabbed my half-hard cock and licked and teased, swirling her tongue around it. When she put her lips around me, each push from Caleb made her take me deeper.
"Jesus Christ Lauren. Oh fuck yes," I moaned, then cupped both sides of her face with my hands to guide her.
When she came her whole body shook and her screams were muffled with me still in her mouth. The vibrations of her sounds and her wet tongue on me had me coming so hard I think I blacked the fuck out. When I came to I watched Caleb's thrusts slow before he stilled, then his body collapsed onto Lauren's back, with Lauren lying between my legs, her head on my uninjured thigh.
The sight was something I never thought I'd see, much less be a part of in a million fucking years.
"I don't know about for ya'll, but that was fan-fucking-tastic," I told them.
"You have both thoroughly fucked my brains out. I don't think I can move."
"Me either, sweetheart, and I don't know if I can ever use condoms again."
"The hype on threesomes is not overrated at all," Lauren said.
"That wasn't a threesome," Caleb responded quickly.
"Why not?" she asked.
"Because I'm not gay and he and I didn't ..."
"Oh, you think because you two didn't ... engage that it doesn't count?" she asked with a smile that only I could see.
"You're splitting hairs man," I told Caleb. "Don't worry. I'm pretty sure this doesn't make us gay."
Lauren giggled.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked her with my own smile, rubbing my hand through the silky strands of her hair.
"You two are the sexiest fucking men alive, and I had you both at the same time. But now I really have to go to the bathroom." She raised up and slid off the bed. "Tyler stay, and sleep with us tonight," she said with a hand on her hip, looking all authoritative and sexy as fuck in her black nightie. Then she turned around and was gone, leaving her sentence hanging in the air.
"Leave," Caleb said as soon as the bathroom door closed.
"She wants me to stay."
"She must be high on something. I'm going to fuck her again when she gets back, without your participation."
"Don't you think that's up to her?"
"Fuck you."
"That would make you gay," I taunted him and he scowled at me. "Come on. You can't tell me that seeing me and her together doesn't turn you on in a jealous need-to-fuck-her-better-and-harder way."
He sighed. "The woman is gorgeous, and would look sexy fucking anything."
"Exactly. Seeing her get off is just, um-um-mmm, so damn amazing."
Lauren came back into the bedroom and pulled her nightie over her head, then climbed into bed. "What? Aren't you two ready for bed yet?" she asked when we didn't move.
"Hard to sleep around you baby," I told her, pulling back the sheets for her.
"Very hard," Caleb agreed climbing under the covers on her other side.
"Caleb wants to fuck you again."
"Oh, does he now?" she turned to ask him.
"Climb up on me sweetheart."
She straddled him without hesitation, then leaned down to kiss him as she rocked her hips over his. After two orgasms I was perfectly content to be an observer this round. And other than wishing she was riding me instead, I didn't really mind seeing them together. Just getting to see her naked was awesome.
Lauren finally raised up and impaled herself on his cock before she really went to work. Her back arched, pushing out her swaying breasts. Her eyes closed as she moaned and slid up and down him. Caleb cupped and squeezed her breasts, teased her nipples, then rubbed her clit to make her come when he was struggling to hold off his own release.
When she climbed off of him and fell back on the bed beside me I couldn't help myself. I mounted her, taking her nipple into my mouth while grinding my hard cock between her legs. Lauren cried out in what sounded like pleasure, then her hands came up to hold my head, keeping my mouth firmly in place on her breast.
"Can you take another cock baby?"
"Yes. I want you both to fuck me all night."
I looked over to find Caleb sitting up against the headboard and stroking himself.
"Like what you see?" I teased.
"Fuck her or move so I can," he growled in response.
I slid right into her since she was so wet from the multiple rounds of sex. Once I was in I moved my legs to the outside of hers, pushing hers together, and rocked slowly back and forth, grinding my pelvis against her clit.
"Yes! Oh! God that feels good!" she cried out. I lost myself to the feeling of her, although I was still aware that Caleb was watching, which made me want to give her a better orgasm than he had. I intentionally kept my mouth from hers so her moans could be heard loud and clear.
"Fuck! Yes! Tyler! Don't stop!" she yelled until we came together.
While we recovered I rolled us to the side, putting her back to Caleb. He slid over and pressed himself up against her, making her squirm between us.
He looked over her head at me and I knew exactly what he was thinking.
"Hey baby?" I asked.
"Yeah?" she asked in a pant.
"Has anyone ever claimed your ass?"
She was quiet for a few seconds before answering. "No."
Caleb and I both groaned.
"Why? Do you want to do that?"
"Hell yes. But only if you want to," Caleb said, and I was pretty sure he was teasing her rim with his finger based on the way she squirmed.
"I'll ... consider it. Oh!" she exclaimed.
"How does that feel?" he asked.
"Good. Bad. More," she gasped.
Caleb raised an eyebrow in question.
"Lube?" I asked and he nodded before rolling over to the side table and pulling out a tube. He put some on his finger and then rubbed her again.
I reached between her legs and pressed two fingers into her. "Relax baby and tell us to stop if it's too much."
"More," she moaned.
"Front or back?"
"Both."
Caleb continued to stretch her while I pushed three fingers into her pussy, and rubbed her clit with my thumb until she panted through another orgasm. She laid there, still on her side with her eyes closed, breathing hard for a few minutes.
"Caleb?"
"Yeah sweetheart?"
"Will you take me while Tyler fucks me at the same time?"
"Fuck yes, if you're sure? You know how big I am."
She laughed. "Oh, I'm well aware of how big you are. Just go easy, okay?"
"Of course, and I'll stop whenever you say the word," he assured her, grabbing a condom and lubing it up for this round.
"Okay," she said.
Thinking over the logistics, I was trying to figure out the best way for this to work. I'd never done it before so I had no idea.
"Standing?" I asked.
"That should work," Caleb agreed.
I climbed out of bed and stood against the wall, reaching for Lauren. She was still hazy eyed from the last orgasm when I pulled her against the front of me. I kissed her, deep and probing before grabbing her ass and holding her up so she could w
rap her legs around my waist. Her arms went around my neck and I reached down to guide myself into her, sliding right in.
"You ready?" Caleb asked as he came up behind her, wrapping his arm around her and squeezing her breasts, his knuckles brushing my chest.
"Yes," she said in a moan.
I kissed her while he spread lube over her, then pulled my mouth from hers as he started to ease into her from behind. I felt her body tense up in my arms.
"Relax baby," I told her and she nodded.
When he pushed in, it forced me against the wall, and drove me further into her pussy at the same time. She squirmed and tightened around my cock, making me moan.
"You okay?" I asked her.
She nodded, her eyes still closed, her head leaned back against Caleb's chest. I massaged her clit to loosen her up, and after that Caleb started moving in and out of her, pushing my back harder against the wall. Once he was shoved all the way in I could actually feel him inside of her.
Lauren's hips between us became frantic as the pressure built, and I had a feeling this was so intense for her it was one of those instances of pleasure bordering on pain. She screamed louder than I'd ever heard before when I felt her orgasm, sounding more like someone being murdered than coming. That was all it took for me to break and I felt the motions of Caleb thrusting a little longer before he collapsed against Lauren. Both of their weight pressed against me, but I felt too fucking good to mind. The incisions on my thigh and shoulder screamed at me, and I told them to shut the hell up.
"Are you alright baby?" I asked her.
"Uh-huh. Gonna sleep," was all she said.
Caleb pulled out of her and I lifted her up, laying her down in the middle of the bed. She was knocked out.
"We fucked her into unconsciousness," I told him as I looked down at her.
Caleb laughed. "I'll get a towel to clean her up," he said, heading for the bathroom.
"I'll get the beer," I told him, then headed to the kitchen.
When I came back he'd washed her and pulled the covers over her. I handed him a beer and then climbed back into bed, propped up against the headboard. He slid under the sheets on the other side and sat up, both of us still naked. The whole thing didn't feel as strange as it should have.
