by KT Morrison
Nia whispered in his ear, “Is he still watching us?”
“Aw, ah...yeah,” he grunted as he put on a show, driving his hips into her, making his balls bounce.
“So...fucking hot,” she gasped. “Show him, Geoff, show him how you fuck me...”
He wanted to. He wanted for Dino to see. See he could make Nia happy, could make her scream, make her come. He wanted Dino to know he had power over her too. He didn’t just watch.
Nia sighed suddenly, a surprised sharp inhale, and she sat up. Dino was standing next to them. His big hand held her breast. She looked up at Dino, her hand coming up and rubbing the back of his where it held her.
Her hips slowed, moving in gentle contracted circles in his lap. She caressed Dino’s hand, but she looked in Geoff’s eyes. She said, “Tell me, Geoff. Tell me what you want. I’m yours, baby. Tell me your rules.”
Nia watched his eyes and she waited. She held Dino’s hand and he hefted and squeezed her breast and her lips parted with lust. His whole life he was always chasing this and if he said no it would always be chasing them. He thought of her happiness on those occasions where she’d been with one of the Dragonieris. Thought of his own, thought how all the badness had come from his resistance. He created the barriers—he offered her something and when she took it he was the one who threw up obstacles. She told him she loved him at every turn, and he never listened. Never believed in his own value to her. But now he knew it. Now his ears were open.
Dino's hand moved low, caressed her flat stomach. He watched its masculine shape, his big knuckles, his thick veins—watched it as it smoothed his wife's skin. He trusted Dino. He trusted him and that was crazy. He knew what had transpired between him and Nia, but somehow he knew that Dino loved her and cared for her. Dino wanted his wife but he didn't want to take her away from him. He wanted to be with her and Geoff could understand that. Dino could be made out to be a monster, but the truth was he was just a man. A man who had loved this woman once, who'd shared probably the most emotional time of his life with her until his own marriage and the birth of his kids. He meant no harm. He was chasing something and it wasn't just pleasure. It wasn't just the thing Nia did to his big cock. Nia did something to his heart, did something that made him feel good and he wasn't trying to hurt Geoff he was just seeking some kind of therapy, some kind of solace. Dino and Nia cared for each other and they were good together physically, but neither of them wanted to be together. She couldn't make that more clear. And Dino made no intention of leaving his Stacy or wanting to hurt his kids. Dino was perfect for them.
So he let Nia see his loving smile and when she smiled back his heart soared and a tickle ran right through him. Zipping along the slippery shaft of his cock buried inside her and ricocheting off every part of his insides. He felt his heart beat faster.
They could still do this. He'd have to keep her close to him and he'd have to make sure they had clear and strict rules. He felt her love, and he felt she was ready for this now. She still wanted it, but he knew she wanted him more. If he let go of his jealousy and she restrained her passions, this could be something they both could enjoy. He trusted her. Everything in him had been screaming that she was bad, that she was no good, but it wasn't true. It was just blame that he was swinging around from a chain in wild circles hoping it would hit her, stick to her. He wanted this. He might want it more than she did. He had to accept his responsibility.
Dino's hand angled down and he eased it between her legs, towards where he was connected to his wife. Dino had both their hearts pounding. He touched Nia on her button. He could feel the pressure of his touch against his intrusion, felt what he was doing to his wife. Nia gasped and Dino was next to her, catching it, taking it with a kiss. Nia’s lips sucked at him while he fingered her. Geoff thrust and watched them. Watched what Dino could do to this woman he loved. He watched it and enjoyed it. Felt her pleasure move through him. Felt her lover's touch through her own excitement, the clamp she put on his hardness, the tremble travelling through her thighs.
He took her hands, held them while her tummy heaved in and out, and she slid and wobbled on his cock. She was so beautiful and as bad and lewd as it made him feel, he had to admit she never looked more beautiful when she made love or was made love to. His hands slid up her forearms to her elbows, gently tugging and pulling until he had her away from Dino's kisses and she came to him. Their bodies pressed and Dino's hand slid from between them.
“Is this okay, baby?” she whispered in his ear.
He held the back of her head like Dino would, and her hair fell over his face. He whispered in her ear, “I love you, Nia. I want this...you want this...”
“I do, Geoff, ah,” she said, something Dino was doing making her gasp.
“No humiliation,” he said.
“What?”
“I don't want that, Nia. Don't say bad things...”
“You were the only one who wanted that,” she sighed to him.
“It hurts too much.”
“It hurt me too. You have too much value to be so bad to yourself. You’re the greatest man on earth.” She kissed his ear, sucked on his lobe and he pressed his cheek against her neck, felt his hardness slipping through her hot wet flesh.
Dino’s hand explored and he felt it now, his big blunt fingers bumping him where he entered Nia. Her rump was up and exposed, she humped him, her face and chest pressed to his. Dino’s fingers were stroking her where he had her stretched, bumping his shaft, slipping and stroking her.
She made a new noise in his ear. A soft squeak, a squeal really, gentle but surprised. “Oh,” she gasped, again he felt all her muscles grip his cock hard suddenly, felt his intrusion get rough and constricted.
“Oh,” she said again, “oh wow, oh Geoff. Oh, baby, he has a finger inside me...”
NIA
Her Geoff felt incredible inside her. She felt warm love spread through her, a sexual electric current sizzling over top and through that. Now her Dino had poked and stroked her anus and she’d been hungry for it. He’d slipped one of his big strong fingers into her, slick with the excited lubricant she’d produced with her husband.
“Oh, Geoff,” she whispered in her husband’s ear, “oh baby, you feel so good, this is so incredible.” His hands slipped up her sides and over her back and he made her feel so supported. She felt like she was okay. She wasn't bad. She was loved.
Her lips found his, the man she loved, her chin scratching against his beard. Geoff’s hands caressed her, his penis thrust and wriggled inside her. Dino's finger was deep, and his palm gripped her, the fingers spread over the globe of her bent and skewered rump. He held her firmly, his hand riding her waves with Geoff’s thrusts.
Geoff held her, her tongue sucked into his mouth, she smiled around his kisses, feeling so happy and so accepted. She twisted her torso, held Geoff’s mouth with hers, her arm seeking Dino. She found his forearm and travelled til she gripped his free hand. She brought it to her chest, felt her hanging breast lifted by her Dino's strong hand. Felt her hard nipple press and drag on his palm. She breathed faster and faster against Geoff. She was going to come. Geoff was going to come. Dino was going to come. They were all going to share something incredible, and they were all okay with it. There was no angst, no fear, no jealousy. This was sharing, and it was kind and it was passionate.
Her hand covered Dino’s, rode its back while he caressed her and coddled her breast. Excitement swelled her nipples painfully hard, held and pinched and squeezed in the 'V' of Dino's strong hand, between his thumb and forefinger. He was rough but tender and his touch made her so fucking hot.
Fingernails dragged up his arm, through his hair, leaping to his hard belly, smoothing over his waist. She dragged her fingers down his stomach and to his shorts. She clutched him through his rough swimming trunks while she kissed Geoff. Felt his hardening member, curled but stiff, trapped in the swim trunk’s liner. She gripped him, her hand squeezing and releasing, moving up and down his shaft, surmising h
is hardness, his shape. Dino groaned. She wanted him so bad, wanted him naked, to feel his skin against hers. Two men she cared about doing nothing but making her feel good. It was okay. No one was here, no one could see them.
She slipped her hand under the drawstring waist of the shorts, her hand scratching through his pubic hair. His finger stiffened inside her. Thrust deep and made her grunt. Geoff continued his persistent thrusts, parting her sex, stroking her insides and making her feel so good. She clutched Dino's thick cock. It was hot and spongy, the skin stuck to her touch. She stroked him awkwardly, but she wanted him hard as steel.
GEOFF
Nia's hand was down Dino's shorts and he knew what she was holding. Knew how much she loved that thing, even now knew what it was like to hold it. Knew how it filled your hand. Knew its impressive feel, knew it had weight that his didn't. It was wide, thick, long, and Nia thought it was sexy. Now though, he could separate it. It was big and it was sexy. And if he were a girl he would agree that it turned him on, and that was okay. She'd made him feel better, she'd made him feel loved. He wanted her to touch it. He wanted her to suck it. He wanted her to make him come. Most of all he wanted her to enjoy it because he enjoyed it.
Dino stood, Nia's hand pulling the front of his shorts out, and he caught a brief ugly glimpse of that hairy thing between his legs before Nia raised up. She sat on Geoff’s lap and he slid deep inside her, making her hiss with pleasure. She took his hands again, held them, their fingers slipping through each other while she watched Dino. There was a surge of jealousy but he swiped it away with a smile. He wanted to watch him undress too, who was he to think she wouldn’t? Dino was shirtless and he slipped his trunks down, standing near them, his cock hung heavy between his legs. He wasn't hard yet, but he was mostly there. It was a tremendous thing to see it like that, that engorged size, but still lazy and swinging between his thighs. It dangled and bounced as he slipped the shorts down and raised his legs out of them. Nia bit her lip.
He swelled inside her and Nia gasped, squeezed him tight with her muscles. She gripped his hands, clasped her thighs against him, stopped his gentle thrusting. “Don't you dare, baby,” she laughed.
“What?” he said.
“I feel you. I feel you leaking in me, Geoff.” She got close to his ear, their hands clasped together at their chests. “Don’t you dare come, Geoff. I want this to last. I want to fuck you all day, baby. I missed you.”
He groaned. Wanted to answer her, wanted to kiss her lips, but he felt a slippery swirl inside him, a squiggly eellike thing—his coming orgasm. He wrestled it, his eyes clenched now, squinting, not wanting to miss a second of what was going to happen, but trying to shut out the world at the same time. Trying to focus on getting a hold of this strong heavy happy thrill he wrestled, not wanting to spill his seed inside her right now, not wanting to let his lover down.
She sat back up, watching his face, her brows knit, her eyes on his. He fought it back. Her tiniest movements were making him jump, making his belly heave with effort at keeping the excitement inside him, not launching it into her. He was a man. He was a man like Dino. He could be what she wanted in a lover. He could give her all kind of thrills.
So he let her see him smile, his hands went up and down her perfect thighs and then up her belly. She smiled back at him and it was like she was proud of him. He touched between her legs and she liked it. Making a little high sound, her head rocking back and her lips parting.
Dino stepped to her, his hand went on her back and up to her neck, making her mouth fall wider. She loved his touch. His cock dangled at her arm. Dino brought her cheek to lay flat at his belly, pressed against him. She kissed and sucked at the tight skin there, his belly hair flicking at her cheek and touching her nose and lips. She held his cock up. It was a magnificent thing in her grip. As big as her forearm. She kissed and sucked at the base of it. Making soft sounds with her lips and leaving wet marks on his skin. Her hand caressed his shaft. His foreskin puckered and recoiled over his corpulent glans, giving little glimpses of its taut shining skin underneath his dusky wrinkled membrane. Geoff quivered again. Seeing his Nia like this, so dirty, so lascivious, but seeing her with love too. They were in this together.
She held her palm flat, let his length settle on her, kissing up the side of him, towards his glans. Her nails curled against it then, slipped down his underside to cradle his big balls and heft them. His skin bunched and sagged. His balls settled in her hand, shifting, hanging, swinging while she played with them. When she slipped her mouth over him, he sighed and his head fell back. Geoff watched Dino's fingers scratch through her hair as he held her.
Nia's pouted lips pulled and stretched on his foreskin, then held a tight ring, and she peeled it back with them, her lips curled over her teeth. Geoff slipped a hand under her, bumping his own hardness and tickling her slippery flesh, feeling how aroused she was. Feeling that swollen knot in her soft wet folds, knew it was him that aroused her, knew it was Dino as well—knew it was her too, knew she turned herself on. Not in a narcissistic way, not in a selfish exclusionary way, but he knew there was something that shone in her darkness and that she liked it. She didn't even know what it was but it was part of her, and maybe it's what drove her, trying to plug herself into something to make that light come on.
Her left hand stroked its nails along his wrist, encouraging her bold husband, let him know that she liked what he was doing. Her right hand gripped Dino while her mouth and tongue explored his hardness.
Nia was loving with Dino. Her mouth was gentle. She didn't slurp or drool or make noises, she made love to his cock. She exposed his glans, kissed it, ran her tongue over its shape, she sucked it in, pulled gently with her lips. Sunk deep onto him too, every once in a while, then she'd stroke him with her wet. Kissed his underside from tip to scrotum, tickled him with her curled tongue right at the split in his glans where it dove to his urethra. She knew his cock so well and Geoff was okay with that. She knew his well too. She cared. That was all it was. Nia wanted to make Dino feel good. She wanted Geoff to feel good. She didn't do this to make Geoff feel bad, she did it to please. She was, in a way, performing—showing Geoff a good angle, showing him her sexy mouth, her sexy skills. She didn't want to hurt him. He was the one who thought he wanted that. All she ever wanted from this was for all of them to have a good time.
The sky was blank and blue and endless above him. Hazy from the heat. Somewhere high above, moving from right to left, leaving a silent cumulus trail, was the small white X of a distant plane. The only sound was the lapping of waves, water splashing against fibreglass, and the gentle wet membranous sound of his wife’s lips on her lover’s manhood. It was a crazy day. Insane. Heading out this morning, the worry and anxiety that had twisted him so tight. Didn't know how his life was ever going to go on. He couldn't live without her. The last week without Nia had wounded him so deeply. He'd never forget what it was like to be without her. Now, reunited, blessed with a glowing bliss, his hardness inside her—here he was sharing her with another man. His life was nothing like how he'd pictured it when he was a young kid trying to choose his path. Except for his job. And his love for his child. Those where what he alway knew would be in store. He had no idea he'd ever have so much success with them. Never knew he'd be so well-received. By readers or by his little girl. He was blessed in so my ways. Given so many gifts. He had so much to be thankful for. As unexpected as his shared love with his wife was, it was also something to be cherished. He married his best friend. He'd persisted with the most attractive girl he'd ever met, and one day she saw in him what it seemed others would eventually see. She loved him so much that this strange little tickle of darkness inside him didn't disgust her. He wanted to watch and she wanted to be watched. He had everything he could ever dream of and he would cherish it all.
“I love you, Nia,” he said.
Her mouth was over Dino’s cock, his skin bunched up at the shining curl of her stretched lips, his girth wrinkling up all his dark bro
wn skin, so rough and gnarly against his Nia's clear-skinned perfection. She gripped his shaft, and his heavy balls swayed with her sucking. His own hand was between her legs, touching her most intimate yet shared part. She smiled around Dino. Laughing that he would say it now. He laughed too. Her lips drew off him, pulling back, dragging his generous foreskin along, pulling it to cover his swollen end, sagging off her pointed lips as they pulled clear and a shining stream of her sweet spit bowed between them.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, still smiling, her eyes sparkling in the sun.
“Baby,” she said, “oh, baby, I love you too.” She squeezed him inside her, her stomach and her pussy tightening as she bent and she kissed him. He took her despite where her mouth had just been. Sucked her tongue and let her take his. They twisted on each other, his hands around her back, her hand on his chest. Her hair fell around them blocking out the sun.
She sat up, her nails dug into him and it made him wince. She rocked her hips in sudden savage circles, rolling and jouncing, her tummy sucking in and out. She fixed him with her gaze. “Does that feel good, baby?”
“You feel so good,” he gasped, watching her, in love with her.
“You do too, Geoff...you're so hard right now.”
Dino placed a knee on the bench behind her thigh, next to her calf. His hand swept her tummy, they watched it flutter. Her breasts swayed. Her eyes turned to Dino. She was so beautiful. Her skin shone in the sun with her sweat. Her skin was bronze. Breasts paler, her nipples were hard bunched buds in brown, bursting with happy pink. Dino's hand slid between them, making them lift then bounce, and he gripped her neck. He leaned close and he took her mouth, kissed her passionately. His cock draped her thigh, slid down, the wet tip coming to rest against Geoff’s hip bone. Dino kissed his wife, these two old familiar lovers, and it made him smile.
