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TOM
As I fucked Natalija all I could think about was Kelly being with Eric. I tried to get my mind off it, but it kept creeping back in, making me angry, which I took out on Natalija’s pussy, ramming it hard. She didn’t seem to mind, if anything she liked it, but I didn’t, and right now I wished she would come so I could go back to the other room. I didn’t even know why I was still fucking her, because I didn’t want to. Shit, I’d imagined fucking women loads of times, but fantasy was different from reality, and right now reality wasn’t something I liked. It felt wrong, it felt as though I was cheating on Kelly, but Kelly was doing the same thing in a different room, so I shouldn’t feel guilty. Still, this wasn’t what we came here for. It was supposed to be group sex, like when the two women were concentrating on me. I loved that, and if it had stopped there, I would’ve enjoyed the night. But I didn’t like what was happening now. Yeah, my cock was telling me to continue, but my brain was with Kelly and Eric in the other room, wanting to punch the prick. I had actually started to like him until we’d gotten split up. Now, I hated the fucker.
“Oh, yeah, Tom, so good, fuck me harder,” Natalija said. I was taking her from behind again, imagining she was Kelly. I shouldn’t have to imagine fucking my own wife, I should be with her.
“Harder!” Natalija screamed.
I picked up speed, doing what she wanted, slamming my cock inside of her, the pull on it feeling good, but my mind screaming that it was all bullshit. The woman was bossy as hell. I’d always liked the thought of Kelly telling me what to do, which was why I often asked what she wanted during sex, but she always told me to do what I wanted. What I wanted was for her to tell me, but now I realised I preferred what she did rather than being bossed about by this sex-crazed Russian. When we’d first come into the room, she’d been all over me, her hands everywhere. In an attempt not to push her away, I’d thrown her onto her stomach. I wasn’t usually rough, well, sometimes I was, but it didn’t seem to matter with Natalija, because she appeared to like it, getting excited over what I was doing. And now she was on her hands and knees, screaming at me to destroy her pussy.
I picked up speed, wanting to finish, needing to get back to Kelly, which was shit, since I shouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t want to. But fuck me, I felt obliged to make Natalija come. I reached around and started playing with her clit, knowing Kelly liked it and hoping Natalija would too, and by her sounds she did, but if I continued this way I knew she’d take too long to come. So, I flattened myself against her back, pushing her into the bed. I then slipped my hands underneath her breasts and squeezed her nipples as I picked up fucking her pussy. She yelled out, my squeezing a bit hard, but she appeared to like it rougher than Kelly. If anything, the woman gave me the impression she loved pain. So, I squeezed those nipples to the point where she was screaming, and I rammed that pussy so fucking hard she started yelling my name, thrown in with Gods and yeses.
One of her hands reached back, feeling my arse. I closed my eyes and imagined Kelly touching me. I groaned as I slammed into her, over and over again, wanting to take her hard, to hear Kelly’s voice say my name, but the Russian accent kept ruining the effect.
“Take me from the front,” Natalija said. “I want to see your handsome face.”
I pulled out of her and rolled her onto her back, then re-entered her. I took a hold of her shoulders and started fucking her again, Natalija looking up at me in ecstasy. I stared back at her, wishing I hadn’t been an indecisive cunt and allowed her to pull me out of the room. My upper lip pulled back into a sneer, anger breaking through.
She gasped, looking like I was exciting her, though fuck knew why because I was pissed off.
“Choke me,” she said.
I stilled. “What?”
“Put your hands around my neck.”
“Why?”
“I like it, so do it.”
“Whatever.” I put my hands on her neck and started thrusting again, thinking she was weird.
“Tighter,” she said.
I tightened my grip on her neck, the chick freaking me out.
She grabbed my wrists and thrust her pussy up at me, yelling, “Tighter!”
I hesitated, then did it as she yelled at me again, the woman definitely a one-time fuck. My face fell at the thought that Eric could be into this kinky shit too. I went to pull out of her, but her legs shot up and wrapped around me, making me fall onto her. She cried out, sounding like she was coming, her damn thighs squeezing the life out of me. And fuck knew what she did, but it set me off, my cock exploding, making me roar, the suddenness not expected.
Her death grip on my body loosened, her legs no longer crushing me. Still keeping my cock inside of her, she rolled me onto my back, kissing me while I continued to come. Finally, my body went slack as I finished jerking inside of her pussy, totally exhausted from having come twice within the hour.
Natalija slid my cock out of her, then moved down my body. She said something that sounded like she approved of what was in my condom. She removed it, then wrapped her lips around my shaft, cleaning and sucking it. I groaned and closed my eyes, slinging an arm over my face as she lapped at my cock and balls.
When she was finished, she moved back up me and lay down on my body. I removed my arm and opened my eyes.
She smiled at me. “I like you a lot. Eric never gives me this roughness. I like rough, but he refuses to do it. I want to fuck you every day.”
Shit, what did you say to someone that you didn’t want to see again? “It depends upon Kelly.”
“No, I will fuck you again, beautiful man, you showed me a good time.” Her hands moved under my arse. “If you ever want sex or a blowjob, call me and I’ll come over and do it for you. I like an appreciative man like you. I want more rough sex. Kelly’s a lucky woman.”
“Thanks, I guess.” I went to move her off me.
“No, you don’t,” she said, pinning my arms down. “I get to keep you for a few hours.”
I freed myself from her hands without much effort and lifted her off me, making her yell out. “Calm down,” I said. “I want to see if Kelly’s alright.” I pushed up off the bed.
She jumped up and ran around me, putting her hands on her hips. “No, you’re mine for the night.”
“No, I’m not, I’m Kelly’s.” I went to step around her.
She mirrored my step.
I stopped. “What’s your problem?”
She screwed up her face. “Why doesn’t anyone want me?”
“Look, I had sex with you, now it’s time to get back to my wife.”
“But, Eric has her and I have you. That is only fair. We swapped.”
I gritted my teeth. “He doesn’t have her, she’s my wife, and I never wanted to swap. All I wanted was a damn threesome. I got it, then got yanked away from my wife. I should’ve said something, but I didn’t. It happened, we’re finished.”
She placed a hand on my stomach. “No, we’re not finished. You came, I came, our bodies are good together.” She pushed me. “Now, we have more hard sex.”
“My cock doesn’t get hard just because you want it to.”
“I have some Viagra.” She brushed my cock with her hand, making me step back.
“I’m not taking that shit. I’ve come twice, that’s enough for the night.”
“No man can have enough.”
“I want to get back to my wife.”
“No, you don’t.” She pushed up against me, her body superb, just a pity about her personality.
I moved her aside and went for the door. Natalija ran after me, trying to talk me into staying. “No,” I said, now realising why this should’ve been left at the club. There they listened to no. Hell, I hadn’t been pestered this bad for sex since I was a teenager when that married woman jumped my bones. Although the fucking was great, it had been a huge mistake—like this was.
I headed down the passage with Natalija jabbering behind me, trying to get me to go back. Though
, thankfully she had stopped grabbing me, because I was about to blow up at her, the woman making me beyond angry. I opened the door where Kelly and Eric were, hoping I wasn’t going to lose my temper and take it out on Eric, because his girlfriend had set all this shit up, not him. And I really didn’t want to punch the guy. I stopped in the doorway, what was on the bed taking me by surprise. They were sleeping?
I walked over to them, not happy at seeing Eric’s arm slung over Kelly, my wife facing him. But they weren’t having sex, just sort of cuddling, but not tightly. I was sure I’d heard her call out Eric’s name earlier, which almost made me jump off the bed and run to stop what they were doing, until Natalija talked me out of it. After all, sex was what we came here for; I just didn’t plan on being railroaded by Natalija. Maybe they hadn’t had sex; maybe they were waiting for us and fell asleep after the group session. But they looked too intimate. My nerves gnawed at me, making me feel like Eric was trying to take her from me.
Natalija appeared by my side. “See, they’re finished, nothing to worry about. You’re younger than Eric, you have more stamina. Let’s go back and fuck more.”
I screwed up my face, the woman too brash. Who said that shit? Maybe it was because she was Russian, the bluntness that is, or more likely it was just her personality. I ignored her and walked around the bed, going to Kelly’s side.
Natalija followed me. “What are you doing?” she hissed.
“Going to sleep with my wife,” I answered, getting onto the bed.
“No, you’ll wake them up and I want to fuck you more.”
“I’m not a whore that you can push around. I want my wife, end of story.” I lay down next to Kelly, luckily not waking her. I replaced Eric’s arm with mine and buried my face in her hair, breathing in the vanilla scent.
Natalija grumbled, then climbed up behind me, slipping her hand down to grab my cock.
“Natalija,” I growled in a warning tone.
“You shut up, you ungrateful man. If I want to feel your cock, I will feel it.”
I grabbed her hand and flung it off. “I’m not ungrateful, and when I say no, I mean it,” I whispered.
“Then I’ll go to Eric’s side.” She pushed off the bed and lay down behind her boyfriend, taking a hold of his cock. He moaned, but remained asleep.
I snuggled closer to my wife and closed my eyes, totally exhausted.
***
I opened my eyes, finding Kelly fast asleep and facing me. I glanced at Eric, who had his arm back around her. Natalija was gone, which I was grateful for. I just wished Eric wasn’t here, or better, Kelly and I were back in our own bed. I shifted Eric’s arm off her, the man remaining asleep.
I placed a hand on Kelly’s arse and pulled her closer, which startled her awake. She opened her eyes and stared at me, her sleepy mind probably trying to figure out what was going on.
“Good morning,” I whispered.
She yawned and wiped her face. “Morning.”
“Let’s go home.”
She looked past me, then glanced over her shoulder at Eric, who was sleeping like the dead. “Where’s Natalija?” she asked.
“Gone, and thank Christ for that.”
Her eyebrows rose. “Why?”
“She’s a bossy and demanding cow.”
“You shouldn’t insult her.”
“And she shouldn’t be so pushy. She totally pissed me off. I told them I didn’t want to be parted from you, but she kept pushing and pushing until she got what she wanted. Then she made me do a whole lot of freaky shit I didn’t like.”
Kelly frowned. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I finally had enough and came here. You two were sleeping.” I breathed out. “Hope it went better for you.”
“Eric was nice to me.”
“Then I don’t know what he sees in that woman of his. It’s any wonder he hasn’t moved back to England just to get away from her.”
“Sorry it didn’t work out.”
I frowned. “Because you wanted to continue with Eric?”
Her eyes widened. “No, I didn’t mean that,” she said, shaking her head a bit too hard, making me question her honesty. “I meant I’m sorry you didn’t like what happened last night.”
“I loved the threesome, just didn’t like what came afterwards,” I said, trying to shake the bad feeling she’d given me. “I don’t want to pair off again, nor do I want to have sex with that woman ever again.” I paused, curious about her reaction. “I was imagining fucking you while I did her.”
She smiled. “You were?”
“Yeah.” I glanced at Eric, knowing better than to ask her if she had thought about me. The guy seemed to pull the ladies at the club easy, so he was probably experienced. Hell, I didn’t want to think about him rooting my wife. “Let’s go.” I pushed off the bed.
Kelly sat up and placed a hand on Eric, giving him a nudge. “Eric.”
He moaned.
She pushed him harder. He opened his eyes, his face confused like hers had been, then a huge smile split his features. He reached out and yanked Kelly down to him, obviously not aware I was in the room. He grabbed her head and kissed her.
“Eric!” I snapped.
He jolted and let go of her, looking confused. His eyes went to me. He blinked, as though he wasn’t sure he was seeing right.
“We’re leaving now,” I said.
Awareness crossed his eyes. “Okay, but have breakfast first.” He pushed off the bed and grabbed his pants.
“Thanks, but we’ll get something on the way home.”
He pulled on his pants. “No, I insist, you should have breakfast here, it’s the least I can do.” He straightened and did up his pants. “Where’s Natalija?”
“Don’t know. She wasn’t here when I woke.”
“You slept in this room?” he said, sounding surprised.
“Yes.”
“You didn’t enjoy Natalija?”
“She would’ve went on all night if I’d let her.”
Eric smiled. “Yes, she’s exhausting when it comes to sex. Half the time she tries to shove a Viagra down my throat so I don’t stop.”
I smiled back, feeling sorry for the guy. It was one thing going for an hour or two, but not all night long. I wasn’t a fucking teenager anymore.
I helped Kelly up, then headed around the bed, getting our clothes. Natalija walked through the door with a big smile and very little else. She was wearing tight shorts and a small tank top, which hugged her beautiful body, something I had liked to look at prior to last night. But right now, all I wanted to see was the back of her.
She walked up to Eric and gave him a kiss. He kissed her back, saying, “Good morning, Nat.”
“Good morning, darling,” she replied. Her eyes moved to Kelly. “Good morning, Kelly,” she said, ignoring me.
Kelly answered her as she got dressed. I got dressed too, not paying her heed. She was obviously pissed off with me since I didn’t cave into her demands.
She frowned. “Why are you getting dressed? We should have more sex.”
“Sorry,” Kelly said. “We need to get back to the kids.”
“Only one of you has to do that, and I’m happy to drive Tom home.” She headed my way, making me spin around as she went behind me. She grabbed my hand. “And Tom owes me more fun time.”
I yanked my hand free. “I owe you nothing.” Not bothering to do up my shirt buttons, I hooked an arm around Kelly’s waist and moved her past a confused Eric. “I’m sorry, Eric, but your woman doesn’t understand the word no.”
Dawning realisation spread across his face. “What did you do?” he said, zeroing in on Natalija.
She gave him a wide-eyed innocent look as though butter wouldn’t melt in her skanky mouth. “I did nothing,” she lied. “He’s just being overly sensitive.”
I stopped in the hallway. “Bullshit! She tried to force me into fucking her, and I told both of you at the beginning of the night that I didn’t want to be parted from Kelly,
yet she worked on us until we were split. It was my fault for not putting a stop to it, but I won’t allow it to happen again. When I say something, I don’t expect to be ignored and railroaded. Now, I’m not blaming you, Eric, so I hope this doesn’t interfere with your work arrangements with Kelly, but I have no interest in continuing anything with your girlfriend.”
“I apologise profusely,” Eric said. “Last night was supposed to be enjoyable, not upsetting. I hope we can get past this.” He held out a hand.
I shook it, appreciating his apology and words. I had thought he was an arrogant prick when I’d first met him, but despite that and our argument last night, he seemed like a genuinely nice person—just a pity about his psycho girlfriend.
He let go of my hand. “I understand if you don’t wish to stay for breakfast, but I hope this won’t stop us from being friends. I would still like to have you over for dinner again, just without Natalija being here.”
“Eric!” she yelled behind him.
He tensed. “You have done enough, Natalija!” he snapped. He breathed out, looking like he was trying to calm himself down.
I glanced at the woman, then back at him, wondering whether they were having relationship problems. Kelly shifted about next to me, looking uncomfortable, probably getting the same vibe.
“Thank you for having us,” Kelly said, cutting the tension.
Eric’s expression softened. “Thank you for coming.” A smile split his face. “That wasn’t intended as a pun.”
She smiled back, giving Eric that shyness she usually reserved for me. I wondered whether she was growing an attachment to him. I pulled her in closer to me, making him aware that there was a line and he wasn’t allowed to cross it. His eyes went to my arm, then to my face, his smile gone. He nodded at me, getting a nod in return. Good, we were on the same page. Unlike his lady love, he wasn’t going to be pushy. Though, I knew I had to keep an eye on him, an underlying vibe making me aware his intentions weren’t entirely pure.
Eric moved forward. “Allow me to see you out.”
I directed Kelly down the passage and the staircase, following Eric out the front door.
He started talking as we neared my car. “Again, I must apologise for Natalija. She is used to getting her own way, although that will change.”
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