0 comments/ 40861 views/ 0 favorites Friends & Lovers Ch. 03-04 By: TrulyTerrific Chapter 3 Vivian stood at the stove, gently stirring the marinara sauce and silently fuming. Of course he didn’t call her on the cellular phone, which he knew she always carried. NO, chicken-shit Ethan had his secretary leave a message on the machine at home saying that he wouldn’t be home until tomorrow night. She wasn’t sure if he was testing her fidelity or encouraging her to test the waters with Willem, but either way she wasn’t too happy that Ethan had put her in this position. “Smells delicious.” Willem joined her at the stove. “I’d almost forgotten what you can do with a jar of sauce.” He teased. She jabbed at him with her elbow, which he easily sidestepped. “Hey, I used real meat!” “Now there’s an improvement from college.” He said laughingly. To hell with Ethan. He had all but told her last night to have sex with Willem. But for tonight she wasn’t going to worry about it anymore. Vivian was going to take this time with her best friend and just enjoy it. And whatever might happen along the way happened. Vivian scooped a bit of sauce onto her spoon and blew on it a bit to make sure it wasn’t too hot. “Here, want a taste?” She offered, holding the spoon out to Willem. He bent toward it before hesitating. “Are you testing this on me?” “Sure. If you don’t die then it must be okay.” Vivian put the spoon against his lips. “Don’t be such a baby. Just try it. I haven’t poisoned anyone in weeks.” Eyes twinkling merrily, Willem closed his lips around the spoon. He had a very nice mouth, very kissable. “Second best thing I’ve tasted today.” “You are too smooth. No wonder the women can’t resist you.” Vivian laughed, waving him off. “Would you mind making the salad? The vegetables are all in the crisper drawer in the fridge.” Willem pulled out the vegetables and put them on the counter next to the cutting board. “Is Ethan going to make it home for dinner?” She pulled a bag of pasta out of the cabinet next to him. “Sure. Tomorrow night.” “So it’s just the two of us tonight?” He asked with a mysterious half smile on his face. Viv looked up at him. “You’re math skills are astounding.” “You can’t imagine how good I am at biology.” Willem rebutted, waving the cucumber at her. “Yes I can if you wield other things as well as that cucumber.” She said with a wink before returning to the stove top to check the water. They fell into a familiar routine, having shared many dinners together in college when they lived next door to each other. Strangely enough, there had not been the kind of sexual tension between them then as there was tonight. Or had she really been that unaware. Vivian’s brain was starting to hurt from all this second guessing. “Wine?” He asked, standing directly behind her at the stove. Damn he smelled good tonight. “Uhm, sure…the bottle opener is up there.” Vivian pointed to the cabinet over the stove and she could feel the delicious press of Willem’s body as he reached past her for it. He dropped a kiss on that little point where the ear meets the jaw the wooden spoon she was stirring the sauce with slipped out of her hand. “Thanks.” Viv gulped. No, she definitely would’ve remembered if he had done something like that in college. Okay, if Willem wanted to turn up the heat she could handle it. But two could play at that game. She slipped her hand up to her blouse and undid another button, ensuring that there was an ample amount of cleavage displayed before joining him at the table. She lightly ran her hand down his back, lingering briefly at his waistband. “Better be careful…I may get you drunk and take advantage of you.” Willem poured a glass of cabernet sauvignon and handed it to her, the back of his hand brushing against her breast. “That would be awful.” “Just terrible.” Viv took a sip from her glass, her eyes never leaving his. She slid a bit closer to him and would have said more when the timer started blaring loudly in the kitchen. “Pasta’s done.” She explained apologetically, setting her glass down and returning to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner. ‘How in the hell had this never happened before?’ She wondered to herself as she strained the pasta. There were so many sparks flying between them it was amazing the house hadn’t burned down. Maybe it made a difference now that it was out in the open, or that Ethan had essentially given her the green light to go ahead and explore whatever was between her and Willem, but it was like the candy store was open and she could eat whatever she wanted. It was heady and thrilling and she wasn’t sure what she wanted to try first. But she knew she wanted to taste a little bit of everything. While Vivian finished putting dinner together Willem set the table and lit the candles that she always kept strewn about the house. A saxophone wailed softly from the stereo, adding to the atmosphere. “Nice. Very subtle.” She commented after putting the food on the table and taking her seat across from him. “I don’t know what you mean.” He said innocently. “We’re just two friends having a nice, relaxing dinner together.” She nodded, picking up a bread stick from the basket and playing with it idly. “Just a nice, relaxing—” Vivian put the breadstick up to her mouth and flicked her tongue over the tip. “—friendly, dinner.” His eyes dilated slightly when her lips closed around the bread stick. Willem sipped from his glass of wine and watched her closely. “So, tell me about your fantasies.” “Pardon me?” She asked, her eyes widening in surprise. “The list that you and Ethan made.” He explained with a playful smile. “I have to admit I’m intrigued, aside from how we all stand to benefit because of it.” “Well, it’s really not a big deal.” Vivian said, spooning some salad into a bowl. “We were talking one night about all the stuff we wanted to try. Sex on an elevator, on the beach, a blow job in his office, Kama Sutra stuff, fun with food…” “Fun with food?” A fork full of spaghetti hung about an inch from him mouth when he stopped to stare at her. “It wasn’t me and a carrot, Hunney.” Grinning, Vivian reached out and guided his hand to his mouth. “The food was an accessory. Whipped cream, chocolate sauce, peanut butter,” She giggled as a particularly wicked memory flitted across her consciousness. “And we topped it all with a maraschino cherry.” “Sounds sticky.” “Oh yeah. It was sticky. Good sticky.” Vivian speared a cherry tomato and brought it to her mouth, rolling it thoughtfully against her lower lip. “What about you? What are your fantasies?” “I haven’t had the opportunity or the willing partner that you have.” Willem pointed out as he poured some dressing onto his salad. “Well, maybe there’s something we could do while you’re here.” Vivian slid out of her shoe and slid her toe past the bottom of his pant leg. “It’s only fair since you’re going to help one of my fantasies come true.” He winked at Vivian, her fairly obvious technique not lost on him. “So, this is more your fantasy than Ethan’s?” Willem leaned forward and traced his index finger over the back of her hand, sending a fine little bit of frisson up her arm. “Well, he was rather enthusiastic about it last night.” She defended, her toes venturing a little higher up his pant leg. “Don’t you think most men would rather be in a threesome with two women?” He asked, leaning a bit closer. “Don’t get me wrong, Viv, I’m not complaining. But I have to admit it would be much more exciting watching you eat another woman out than giving Ethan a blow job.” “Why is it that men find woman on woman sex hot but women have very little interest in seeing two men together?” “Because we have broader and more refined tastes?” Vivian tossed her head back and laughed. “Yeah. Right.” “You know, it could be a bit awkward, both of us touching you and trying not to touch each other. But women don’t have to worry about that whole ‘macho’ thing. You’re more demonstrative, less hung up on perceptions.” He put his elbow on the table and leaned toward her. “All I’m asking is are you willing to fulfill Ethan’s fantasy as well? “I hadn’t really—” “Come on, haven’t you had a little curiosity about what it would be like with another woman?” His fingers inched up her arm to gently caress the tender flesh at her elbow. “To see what a nipple would feel like in your mouth, how a hard clit feels when your tongue wraps around it.” A small moan escaped Vivian. “Probably more so than you imagining what it would feel like to lick a cock from the base up, swirling your tongue slowly over that thick head before sucking it into your mouth.” “Probably.” Willem agreed, his voice sounding a bit strained. “So?” Vivian prompted, taking another sip of her wine. “Your fantasies?” “Places mostly.” He told her, tearing his breadstick in half. “Around the house, in my garden, maybe something a little public. If we could have managed it at the gallery today, that would have been exciting.” “Oh, that’d be public alright.” Vivian chuckled, vividly recalling the feel of his hard on against her ass when he was standing behind her in the gallery. “How about something a little less likely to get us arrested.” He stared at her intently for a long moment as if weighing what he was about to say. “I’d like to have a woman strip for me and, you know, perform for me.” A wicked little smile danced on her face. “Perform like dance or perform like—” She waved her hand vaguely at the implied ‘other’ performance. “Yes.” Willem nodded. “Like that. Pleasure herself for me.” Now this was a fantasy she could easily fulfill. She tossed her napkin on the table next to her half eaten meal and stood up, crooking her finger at him as she backed into the living room. Vivian took his hand and led him to the couch, gently pushing him back onto the cushions. Putting her hands on the back of the couch on either side of his head she leaned forward to plant a brief, tantalizing kiss at the corner of his mouth. “Showtime.” She whispered into his ear before sliding away from him. At the stereo she put a CD of Latin music into the player and started to sway to the seductive rhythm of the samba. Turning back to face Willem, she slowly started to unbutton her blouse, her hips rolling to the beat. She shrugged the silky fabric off her shoulders and let the cream colored fabric drift to the floor, exposing the lacy ecru bra beneath. A quick flick of the wrist had her skirt unzipped and she slowly shimmied out of it, adding it to the pile of clothing behind her. Vivian cupped her breasts in her hands, circling her erect nipple with her thumbs. The press of the lace against her sensitive areola only added to the building tension between her thighs. Slowly she slid her hands down her abdomen and between her legs, rubbing the scrap of her matching lace thong against her wet snatch. “Take your bra off, please.” He requested in a gruff voice. Vivian held the bra over her breasts with one hand while deftly reaching back and unhooking the clasps. Slowly she sauntered over to where he sat on the couch, pleased to see a healthy swelling in his lap. Leaning forward, her lips sought out his again, her tongue easily sliding into his mouth and against his tongue. Willem’s hands were warm against her skin, caressing his way up and tugging the bra out of her grip. His fingers slid under her arm and curled around her aching breasts, eliciting a small moan from her. With her thigh she gently rubbed against the bulge in his pants and encountered his impressively rigid length. He attempted to pull her into his embrace, but Vivian freed herself and moved to the couch opposite him. With a wicked smile, Vivian reclined into the cushions and hitched her foot up on the back of the couch. Willem’s gaze focused on the patch of fabric between her legs. Her hands ventured back between her legs, one hand leisurely pulling the fabric of the thong aside while the other eased between her wet pussy lips. His hand stroked his length through his slacks as she circled her clit, never quite making contact with it. “Touch it, Viv.” “No. Uh-uh.” She shook her head and held her finger poised over the button. “I’ll touch mine when you touch yours.” It took him a second to process her request in his desire fogged brain. Slowly he smiled and stood up to remove his clothes. Willem took his sweet time unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes locked with hers the entire time. Vivian was about ready to get up and rip it off of him when he slid out of it and laid it neatly over the back of the couch. He turned his attention back to her, his hands hesitating at the button fastening at the top. “Now, you’re sure about this? I wouldn’t want you to—” “Don’t make me get rough with you.” She threatened playfully, levering herself up on her elbows and giving him what she hoped was a menacing look. Just how menacing a nearly naked woman a good foot shorter than Willem could possibly be she wasn’t sure, but she wanted a look at the goods, too. Willem chuckled and unzipped his trousers, again removing them with agonizing slowness. He rested them on the back of the couch as well and stood before her in plaid boxers, his cock very obviously straining against the thin fabric. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Vivian asked, anxious to see if he lived up to his years of boasting about exceptional length. He nodded his head toward her. “You’re still wearing your panties.” Bracing herself on her feet, she pushed her ass off the couch, offering him an enticing view while she quickly removed the lace thong. She dropped her bottom back onto the couch and tugged them over her feet, tossing them at Willem when she had finished. “Done!” He rubbed the damp fabric between his thumb and forefinger, bringing it a bit closer so that he could breathe in her scent. Winking, he caught his thumbs in the elastic waistband of his boxers and slid them off as well. Vivian had to admit as she watched him straighten, his cock boldly straining upward, that it had not been bragging but big, beautiful fact. Vivian grinned broadly, her tongue darting out over her lower lip. “Hunney, maybe you ought to consider renting that out as advertising space.” Willem chuckled and some of the tension eased out of both of them. He slid his hand slowly down the length of his cock and she groaned as she imagined the feel of his silky skin beneath her fingers. “Touch yourself for me, Viv.” Watching the way his hand curved around his thick shaft she had to admit she would’ve done just about anything he told her to. She settled back into the cushions and slid her hand back between her thighs, parting the moist folds and gently gliding over her clit. That first touch was always fairly electric, but with Willem watching her it was damned near orgasmic tonight. It wasn’t going to take much to cum tonight, but she wanted to give him a ‘show.’ “Tell me what you want.” His eyes were locked with hers and his hand continued to stroke up and down his rigid length. “I want to see you cum, to start with.” “To start with?” Vivian matched the length of his strokes, sliding two fingers in and out of her dripping pussy. Willem moved a step closer. “Before the night is over I want to touch you…to taste you…to feel you wrapped around me.” “Oh my.” She gulped, biting on her lower lip and struggling not to cum quite yet. He was standing next to her now. She could see the pre-cum glistening at the tip of his shaft and longed to lash her tongue over it, to taste his salty essence. Willem settled in next to her on the couch, his free hand gently caressed up her arm and over to cup her breast. “Mmmmmmm…that’s nice.” His palm worked her stiff nipple to aching awareness. “You’re telling me ‘that’s nice!’” She agreed, arching up into his hand. “That’s it. Imagine that your hands are my hands.” He urged, transfixed by her movements. “No.” She ground out painfully. “I can’t.” Willem cocked his head to one side uncertainly. “Why can’t you?” “If I do I’ll cum.” As if the warm press of his thigh against hers wasn’t already doing a number on her concentration. “Isn’t that the whole point of this?” He asked laughingly. “But I want this to be special for you.” “Vivian my dear,” Willem tenderly touched her jaw. “You don’t think finally having sex with you won’t be incredibly special to me?” She dropped in quick kiss against his palm. “What was I thinking?” “So, you’ll cum for me now? Let me watch?” She nodded, very pleased to be accommodating. Her fingers went back to work in earnest and it wasn’t long before Vivian was there at the brink. She reached for his free hand and placed it over hers, allowing him to feel her heat, her moisture and she tensed and came all over her own fingers. Her legs convulsed shut, holding him prisoner against her slick folds. When the tremors subsided his fingers worked past hers and gently slid into her, reaching deeper in than she ever could with her petite fingers. Willem followed his probing touch his crafty tongue, alternately licking and sucking her to a frenzied state. Knowing exactly when she was ready to cum again he easily curled two of his long fingers into her G-spot and set off a second orgasm that made the first look like child’s play. Damn but he knew how to please a woman well! “Good thing we didn’t figure this out in college.” Vivian murmured, reaching down and pulling him up for a deep, lingering kiss. “Otherwise we never would’ve passed macroeconomics.” Vivian could feel him smile against her lips. “We barely did as it was.” She felt his cock throb insistently against her thigh, making its presence known. “I don’t know about you, but I think it’s about time I supply your demand.” Vivian eased her hand around his thick meat and slowly slid down his straining length. Willem moaned deep in his throat and moved to better accommodate her eager hands. She easily maneuvered her body around and was on the floor before him, her tongue slowly gliding over his erect cock. Teasingly she swirled her tongue over the purple head before finally taking him into her mouth as deep as she could. Vivian was one of those rare women that enjoyed giving oral sex as much as receiving it. And when she enjoyed something she took great pride in doing it well. Willem weaved his fingers into her hair, pulling her closer, pumping his swollen rod into her. He started to mutter incoherently in Dutch…well, maybe it wouldn’t be so incoherent had she bothered to learn any of the Dutch he had tried to teach her, but she had no idea if he was urging her on having a heart attack. Hoping that she was right and it was the former, Vivian sucked just a little harder, a little deeper, a little faster until she at least felt him let lose and her mouth filled with jets of hot salty sperm. Contentedly, she swallowed the mouthful of his cum and cleaned his cock thoroughly with little cat-like laps of her tongue. “You almost flooded the market there, Hun.” She teased, grinning as she licked her lips. Willem pulled her up onto his lap, his finger swiping at a thread of cum on her face that she had missed. He offered her his finger and she sucked the digit into her mouth, her eyes locked with his blue ones as she savored the one last taste of him. They shared one more searing kiss before he pulled her head against his shoulder until his heart stopped thudding erratically. “MMMmmmmm…I think you have far exceeded consumer demands.” Willem teased, his hand idly smoothing her hair. Vivian giggled. “We’ll have to see how things go tomorrow when presented to a larger market.” “I don’t think you’ll have any problems satisfying their demand.” He assured her. Chapter 4 Ethan returned home late the following afternoon and was surprised to find Vivian working in her home office. He came in and dropped a kiss on her cheek. “Where’s Willem?” Friends & Lovers Ch. 03-04 Vivian looked back at him dryly. “What? You expected us to be naked, primed and ready for you?” Ethan looked down at the floor uncomfortably, that having been exactly what he was hoping to find when he walked in the door. “Well, no….not exactly.” Vivian laughed, easily seeing through his denial. “Sweetheart, that was marginally more believable than you forgetting my cell phone number yesterday and having Holly leave a message here.” She saved the program she had been working in and started shutting the computer down. “But Viv, that really was legit. Dave expected me to be there this morning when the system went online.” He knew she wouldn’t believe it, but he really had needed to stay in Detroit last night to soothe the customer’s ruffled feathers. “I know I should have been here to play host, but it couldn’t be avoided.” “Uh-huh.” She said doubtfully, breezing past him and out of the room. He couldn’t quite tell if she was genuinely annoyed with him or just giving him shit. “Speaking of which, you never did answer my question; where is our guest?” Vivian pulled open the refrigerator and sighed. “The Nelson’s called and wanted to change a ‘few things.’” “Again?” This wasn’t the first or even second time these particular clients had Vivian redo her designs. She nodded, pulling a white paper wrapped package from the refrigerator. “Willem was able to make arrangements to have lunch with his college roommate today so I wouldn’t have to put them off.” “That worked out nicely then.” Ethan removed a beer from the refrigerator, twisting the top off and tossing it into the trash. “So, what did you two do yesterday?” Vivian looked over to where he leaned casually against the counter. “We went into the city and had lunch, went to an art gallery, shopped a little.” A mischievous smile danced on her lips. “We’ll have to get back to the gallery before the exhibit leaves. I think you would really enjoy it.” Ethan couldn’t think of any kind of art he would enjoy, but decided to humor her for now. “And how was last night?” “Oh, very nice.” She returned her attention to the fish fillets on the counter in front of her. “We had dinner here and made up for lost time.” “Did you discuss our proposition with him?” “Mmm-hmm.” She confirmed with a nod, seemingly focused on the food she was preparing for dinner. “And?” “And he’s not interested in having sex with you at all.” It took Ethan a moment to process her response. She was toying with him now. “How does he feel about having sex with you?” “I thought we’d already established that.” Vivian replied innocently. Ethan sighed heavily. “You had ample opportunity yesterday to—” “Ah-ha!” Vivian spun on him, waving a bottle of marinade at him. “So you were setting me up last night.” “It wasn’t intentional, Viv.” He defended. “But if something were to have happened…” Ethan let his sentence drift off and watched his wife carefully. He pounced on the slight blush that rose up her neck. “Something did happen, didn’t it?” “Well, I thought you would want me to be sure that we could…” Now it was her turn to look away uncomfortably. Ethan moved to stand next to her, surprisingly aroused at the notion that Vivian and Willem might have had sex last night. “And can you?” He whispered, his tongue darting over her earlobe. Her eyes fluttered shut and she leaned back against him. “It’s a distinct possibility.” His hand spanned her hip and slid down her abdomen to curve intimately over her pelvis, his fingers curling against her pussy as much as her blue jeans would allow. “Did you fuck him last night?” “Well, that depends on whether or not you subscribe to the Clinton theory on sexual intercourse.” Vivian rubbed her ass against his very erect cock. Ethan tried to focus on her doubletalk instead of the delicious length of neck now exposed for him. “No actual penetration?” He guessed, trailing his tongue down the side of her throat. She glanced up at him and winked. “Not with a penis, anyway.” Ethan moaned deep in his throat. “Tell me.” Vivian gave him a very graphic blow by blow description of her night with Willem. He could almost taste her cum on his tongue when she told him about the shattering orgasm she had had at her friend’s touch, could almost feel her lips around his cock as she told him about sucking his rod deep into her throat. Ethan was very tempted to ask her to show him some of the finer points, but felt it might be better to keep the level of sexual anticipation high for tonight. “And when is our house guest due home?” He asked, reluctantly pulling away from her and returning to where he had left his beer on the counter for a deep drink of the amber ale. “In about an hour.” She responded, returning to her dinner preparations as if he hadn’t almost taken her right there on the counter regardless of the fillets. Ethan already felt like he was on overdrive and knew full well he wouldn’t be able to sit around and wait for things to get moving. “I’m going to go running in the mean time.” Viv turned and gave him a flirty wink. “Just don’t pull anything important, okay?” He groaned and forced himself toward the door before his desire took over. There would be time enough for that later. ***** Wine glass in hand, Willem sat back in his chair and watched Ethan and Vivian curiously. In a way it was rather amusing that they had all agreed to the threesome but had no idea how to proceed. Vivian wanted two cocks at once, Ethan wanted to see his wife pleasured, and he himself wanted to fulfill his longtime fantasy and fuck that beautiful redhead. She had been incredibly accommodating last night by satisfying one of his fantasies. Damn how hot it had been to watch her bring herself off, to taste her, to fuck her sweet sexy mouth. He supposed he should be a bit nervous about taking Viv while her husband watched, but he had to admit to being turned on by the aspect of being watched. He wasn’t necessarily an exhibitionist, but the knowledge that someone was getting off on your getting off was pretty arousing. Suddenly he knew exactly what to do to move things along tonight. Willem stood up and held out a hand to Vivian. “Would you like to dance?” Vivian looked up at him in surprise. “Right now?” Willem and Ethan exchanged a look and Ethan nodded, understanding what he had in mind. “Unless you’re waiting for the waiter to bring our after dinner liqueurs.” Her husband teased, nudging her elbow. Vivian took his hand and accompanied him into the living room, where earlier Ethan had lit a fire in the fireplace and had loaded the CD changer with a variety of slow, seductive music to set the mood for the evening. She rested her hands on his shoulders and stood uncertainly in front of him. Okay, if she wanted to go slow he could as well. “Relax Vivian.” He put his hands on her hips and stood apart from her a bit, swaying gently to the music. “It’s me.” She laughed self-consciously and rolled her head from side to side, trying to shake off her tension. “And it’s not like we’ve never danced before.” Her arms eased around his neck and she moved a step closer, easily falling into the rhythm he set. Willem noticed Ethan dimming the lights and taking a seat in his recliner where he could quietly observe them. He encircled her in his arms and shut her husband out of his mind for now, focusing only on Vivian. “Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” “Not yet, anyway.” She teased with a flirty wink. They danced quietly for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company. When the song changed to something with a more seductive tempo Willem leaned closer and whispered into her ear, “We are going to start right here, kissing, dancing, undressing…making love right in front of him.” As if to prove his point he pulled her earlobe into his mouth and gently sucked, eliciting a small moan from her. “It is what he wants, what we all want. He will join us when he is ready. But for now you’re all mine.” Vivian gave a jerky nod, her fingers playing along the collar of his shirt and into his hair. She turned her head and sought out his mouth, her tongue eagerly colliding with his. He subtly moved her closer, his thigh between her two nylon-clad ones. Willem could feel her moist heat searing through his trousers as she started to rock against him. He moved his mouth over her jaw and to the base of her neck, holding her with one arm while the other slid between them and started to unfasten the buttons of her blouse. Why the hell she bothered with a bra when she had such fantastic breasts he would never understand. Working around her excessive amount of clothing, Willem caressed a nipple through the thin lace covering and he could feel her quiver in response. Vivian’s hands fumbled to unbutton his shirt while she gave him another long, drugging kiss. Once she had it completely unbuttoned and tugged free of his pants she pushed it off of his shoulders and tossed it aside somewhere. Where exactly he didn’t know or care as she playfully nipped and kissed at his collarbone. Her fingers grazed lightly over his small, pebbled nipples and down his torso, tugging at his belt. “Oh, no. Not quite yet.” He wasn’t going to give her access that quickly. Not until he had had his share of her breasts first. Willem caught her hands and held them away from her goal, causing her to whimper unhappily. He kissed Vivian again to placate her while he eased her out of her blouse and unhooked the black lace bra. They were still sort of dancing in place, swaying with the music, when Willem lowered his head and claimed her distended nipple. There was a deep groan, but he couldn’t be sure if it was his own or Ethan’s. Willem found the zipper for her skirt and eased it down while switching his attention to the other breast. He had felt the garter belt earlier when he first skimmed his hand over her ass and was eager to see if it would look as spectacular as he expected on those long, athletic legs of hers. But, when he knelt down in front of her and eased her skirt down to find her gartered and pantiless he thought he might cum right then and there. Oh, he knew he was a weak man and he was throwing his plan to the wind, but he just had to taste her. Willem nudged her legs apart and slid his finger past her well trimmed bush and between her honey-coated lips. He easily homed in on Vivian’s clit, gently caressing the swollen nub. She grabbed a hand full of his hair, in part to steady herself and in part to urge on his exploration. Willem rained little kisses over her mound as he continued to thumb her clit and slid his finger into her little velvet box. She whimpered above him and rested her thigh on his shoulder, giving him an unrestricted view of her beautiful slit. With his free hand wrapped around Vivian’s ass for added support, he pulled her close and slowly lapped at her pussy lips, sucking them into his mouth, flicking his tongue at her bud. He noticed a subtle shift in her weight and glanced up to find Ethan had joined them, bracing her in his arms while he sucked her nipple. A low, keening sound was coming from Vivian’s throat when Willem started to tongue fuck her hot little pussy. “That’s it baby.” Ethan encouraged, laving one nipple with his tongue while he tugged on the other. “That’s it. Cum for us baby. Cum all over your lover’s face while I suck your tits.” Willem could feel her starting to clench up and fucked her as hard and as fast as he could with his tongue. “YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!” The scream ripped from somewhere deep inside of Vivian and she ground wildly against his face as she came in waves all over him. When she finished she slid down into his lap, with Ethan settling in next to them. Willem leaned in and kissed her deeply, sharing her juices that still lingered in his mouth. She then turned her head and shared that delicious taste with Ethan in a similarly thorough kiss. Damn, he had no idea how incredibly fucking hot it would be watching her kiss Ethan! Willem felt himself growing harder against her bottom and could only assume that her husband was equally as aroused. “Now that is a wonderful after dinner liqueur.” Ethan chuckled, one hand idly fondling his wife’s breast. “Okay Viv, I think you’ve made our guest work hard enough. Why don’t we give him a turn?” “Good idea.” She agreed, kissing her husband one last time before turning her attention back to Willem and wriggling her delicious little ass against him. “I never thought I’d actually say this to you, but…do you want to fuck?” Did he ever. Especially the way she kept moving around on top of his cock. He kissed her again hungrily and felt her hands caressing him through his pants. This was not going to be the long sweet union he’d like to give her. Hopefully there would be an opportunity for that later. Now he only had one thing on his mind. “Pants—” She deftly unfastened his belt. “Must—” The button closure was flicked open. “Come—” Vivian slid the zipper down. “Off—” She tugged at his trousers and boxers, silently urging him to arch up so she could finish undressing him. “Now.” Once she had his pants off she grinned and slid her tongue over the glistening tip of his straining cock. “How do you want me, Hunney?” Willem tried to focus on her question instead of her tongue probing the tip of his cock. “Uhm, what do you think would be best for…?” He glanced over at Ethan and found him now naked as well and his cock equally as erect at the sight of his wife lapping at Willem’s dick. Ethan considered his question for a long moment, or perhaps he was having as difficult a time focusing as Willem was. “Go with whatever feels right.” He finally suggested in a hoarse voice. “Lay down, Viv.” Willem instructed, motioning her toward the couch. She gave his cock one last long lick before getting up and moving to lie on the couch, spreading her nylon-clad thighs and giving him a tantalizing view of her sweet pink lips. Willem joined her on the couch and placed a hand on each of her hips, poised at the entrance to heaven. He sought out her eyes one last time, needing to be sure that she had no reservations about this. “It’s alright.” Vivian assured him with a smile, her hips lifting up off the couch in silent offering. With a smothered groan Willem slowly sunk his stiff rod deep into her tight, wet pocket. Damn she felt even better than he had imagined, and what he had imagined had been pretty spectacular. Her eyes widened a bit as he filled her completely and he waited for her to get accustomed to his length before withdrawing and sinking back into her again. “How does it feel Baby?” Ethan asked, moving to stand next to her head, his hand sliding up and down his stiff rod. “Tell him how it feels to have his big cock deep buried to the hilt in your cunt.” “It feels fantastic.” Vivian gasped. “Oh, yeah. Better than that even.” Willem forced himself to keep the strokes slow and deep. He wanted to feel her cum around his staff and that was only going to happen if he was patient and held off. That was particularly difficult when she wrapped her legs around him and started thrusting up to meet his every thrust. “Oh Fuck…YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!” Vivian moaned loudly, her body arching up into Willem’s as her orgasm crashed over her. She was the kind of woman that men loved to fuck; loud, responsive and very enthusiastic. Ethan had stood by and watched his wife cum on Willem’s cock long enough. He moved in next to Vivian and put the swollen purple head of his own stiff shaft against her lips. Her smile was purely sensual as she looked from one lover to another and slowly took in every inch or Ethan’s straining rod. “Oh yeah, Baby.” Ethan groaned, tangling his hand into her red hair and pulling her closer. Mesmerized, Willem watched her lips slide up and down Ethan’s cock, her checks hollowing out as she increased the suction. He set a counterpoint to her husband’s thrusts, caught up in the moment and the exquisite feeling of Vivian’s pussy flexing around his shaft. “Now you’ve got two thick, hard cocks fucking you, Viv. How does it feel?” Vivian responded to Ethan’s question with yet another shuddering orgasm. Her body arched up off the couch and Willem had to tighten his grip on her hips to keep her from flying off of him. When she finally spiraled back down to earth she let her husband’s cock slide from her mouth and gently eased away from Willem as well. Vivian gave Ethan an inquiring look and he nodded, understanding her silent question, and inclined his head toward Willem. Vivian got up on her knees and put her arms around Willem’s neck. “So, how would you feel about being on the bottom?” She asked with a persuasive smile. Willem was more than a little surprised. When she had proposed the threesome he had thought for sure it would be what they had been doing. He had never really thought that she would take a cock up her ass. And damned if he wasn’t even more turned on by the idea, if that was possible. “This time.” He agreed with a wink, reclining back on the couch and taking her with him. Vivian easily settled herself onto his cock, quickly sinking down him and moaning appreciatively as he filled her wet cunt. He stroked in and out of her a few times, getting a feel for the up thrust before Ethan begin to penetrate her sweet little nether hole. Her eyes watered perceptibly at the initial discomfort and she bit down on her lower lip to prevent herself from wincing. Willem pulled her mouth to his and kissed her deeply, intent on providing a more satisfying distraction. Ethan slowly filled her asshole, pausing to allow her time to adjust to the two cocks filling her so thoroughly. “Ohmigod that feels incredible!” Vivian gasped. Willem had to agree as her hot little box tightened around him, encasing him in a skin tight glove. “Fuck yes that feels good.” Ethan ground out as he slowly eased out and back in again. Vivian arched back to share a hot kiss with her husband. Willem took the opportunity to suck at the hard pink nipple thrust into his face. He could feel Ethan pumping into her, his cock sliding up and down past the thin membrane that separated the two of them, and he knew the Ethan could feel his own movements as well. When she started to spasm around his cock again he knew he wasn’t going to last this time. Vivian could sense he was close and covered his mouth with hers, eagerly tangling her tongue with hers. “That’s it Hunney, cum for me now.” She urged. “I want to feel you explode inside of me.” Willem thrust up into her, lifting them both off the couch to meet Ethan and came in a powerful burst of hot, thick fuck sauce. “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.” He groaned deeply, his fingers wrapped around her hips and pulling her down hard as he shot up into her again and again. “Oh, yeah. Oh damn YES!!!” Vivian convulsed around him and pulled Ethan even deeper as she lost all control in one final glorious spasm. “Yeah Baby….That feels so fucking incredible.” Ethan was now pounding rapidly into her back door. “Goddamn Baby, you are so fucking hot!” One more deep thrust and Ethan was filling her ass with his own load of cum. “So—Fucking—HOT!” He emphasized each exclamation with another wad of gooey cream. Vivian kissed Willem one last time before easing off of him and away from Ethan, kissing him as well. “Thank you both.” She stood tiredly in front of them with flushed skin, sweat matted hair, cum running down her legs and looking absolutely beautiful. “That was without a doubt the most fantastic birthday gift I have ever gotten.” “You said that about the bunny slippers I gave you in college, too.” Willem teased. She grinned at the memory of the white fuzzy slippers he had given her one year. “And it took ten years to top that. I don’t think this gift will be as easy to top.” Friends & Lovers Ch. 03-04 “This was only a warm up.” Ethan looked over at Willem and winked conspiratorially. “Wait until you see what we have planned for tomorrow night.” “As long as it involves more of this I can hardly wait.” Vivian replied before heading out of the room. “But right now I’m going to soak my tired body in the hot tub. You’re both welcome to join me.” They watched her sweet naked ass undulate as she padded away and they sighed in unison. “You are a very lucky man Ethan.” Willem said, slowly getting off the couch and extending a hand to help Ethan up. “Don’t I know it, my friend. Don’t I know it.” He agreed as they headed after the beautiful red head.