5. Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Shannon

M y husband sits me on his lap and whispers in my ear. "Show him your beautiful pussy, baby."

I knew wearing a skirt today would come and bite me in the ass.

"Open your legs," Sean orders me as if I took orders from the likes of him.

But, of course, I'm helpless to deny him, and I open my legs as far as I can.

"Show him, baby." My husband insists, so I lift my skirt up and show his friend my lace panties, which, to my shame, already have a wet spot in them. I'm so turned on.

"There's your truth, Shannon. You want this, you want us." Sean says.

I try to shake my head in denial, but my husband holds me tight. "Good girls don't lie, baby."

"I've never claimed to be a good girl, John. You, of all people, know that."

He strokes my thighs softly, keeping me open for his friend to watch.

"Then move aside your panties and open your folds for Sean to see how pretty a pussy you have."

"Will you want a taste of my pussy, Sean?" I play with the lace of the crotch of my panties, tugging at it. "I could be a really good girl with your mouth on me."

We've just started playing this game, and I don't know the rules yet, but I'll be damned if I don't make some of my own.

"Show me first," Sean says. "I want to see how much you want us."

I reach down and pull the crotch of my panties aside, revealing my curls. Then, with my fingers, I open my folds to show him I'm drenched for them. That is what they do to me—them and the idea of this threesome.

Sean moves faster than I could imagine, and then he's kneeling in front of me, hands on my legs, opening me up further. It hurts a little, so I remind myself to relax.

He's licking his lips like he's about to have a treat. He looks at me, and his eyes show me how desire fills his body. He wants to eat me whole, and I'm going to let him, with or without my husband's approval.

"Please." The word comes out of me, even though I don't want it to. I don't want to give these men more than they've already taken from me. But I need to feel his tongue inside my channel. I need him to tease my clit mercilessly until I burst into a million little pieces with my climax.

Sean starts kissing his way up my thighs. I want his hot tongue on me so badly that I whimper. He chuckles, the bastard, but keeps going towards where I want him to go.

I place my husband's hands on my breasts. He takes the hint and starts teasing me through the fabric of my shirt. These men are driving me crazy, and I'm still fully clothed. I want to be naked.

Sean is getting closer to me, and I love how his breath against my skin leaves me tingling in each spot. I push my hips forward to get him to stop teasing and finally go down on me.

"Tell me how much you want my mouth on you, Shannon."

"I'm dying to feel your tongue inside me, Sean." I push my hips forward again.

He blows hot air on my center, and I tremble with desire. Then I feel his tongue moving up and down my slit, and I sigh with relief. Yes, I can feel my orgasm building.

He thrusts his tongue deep into my channel, and I moan loudly. I move my hand to rub my clit, but my husband stops me.

"I need more, John," I cry.

He starts unbuttoning my shirt and takes it off, leaving me in my see-through bra.

I wore it just for them. I knew I would give in if they pressured me, and maybe I was hoping for them to do it. John starts teasing my nipples through the lace, and I push my breasts against his hands so that he keeps going.

Sean is eating me like a starved man, and the pressure is building up inside me, but I feel empty. I grab his hair and pull him further towards my pussy. I want to suffocate him with my cunt. I want him to drown in my juices.

Sean feels my desperation and has mercy on me. He thrusts one finger inside me and starts sucking on my bundle of nerves. "Yes, Sean." I cry out, encouraging him.

He thrusts harder and deeper now, adding a second finger. My hips move in a frantic rhythm, urging him on. I'm so close, the pleasure tightening in my center.

"Come for us, baby. Now." My husband orders, and it pushes me off the ledge. I shatter into a million pieces. Pleasure radiates from my pussy to the rest of my body.

My cunt is squeezing Sean's fingers while I ride out my orgasm. I collapse on my husband's chest, my breaths coming a mile a minute.

"Such a good girl, Shannon. You taste delicious." Sean confesses, licking my juices from his fingers.

My husband lifts me off his lap and stands us up. He then removes the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked and vulnerable. My legs are trembling from the strength of my previous orgasm, but having these two hot men eager to please and pleasure me is too tempting for words.

I figure I need to take action, so I reach out to Sean. I help him get his shirt off, and he lets me. This is what they wanted from me, right? For me to play? Well, I'm all in. I rub Sean's cock through the fabric of his pants. He's so big, and I'm eager to have him fill me up.

John is behind me, and now I'm sandwiched between the two. "I want to fuck you, Sean, and have my husband watch us. Is that okay with you?"

Said husband inhales sharply as if I've shocked him.

I don't even know why I'm asking permission. I should take what I want, but I don't want to damage their egos, so I leave it be. Sean takes off his pants and boxers, and his erection springs forward, delighting me.

I take it in my hand and start stroking him. "Should I?" I ask, licking my lips.

"No honey, I won't last a minute if you put your mouth on me. Let me sit down back here, and you can ride me like a cowgirl."

No sooner is his ass on the chair than I'm straddling him. My husband sits back on the couch, and I know he's sipping his scotch because I can hear the ice clinking in his glass.

A pulse of desire goes straight to my core, just thinking of what I'm about to do with my husband's best friend. I kiss Sean, nipping his lips and then licking them softly.

"You're amazing, Shannon," Sean whispers, and I smile. I kiss him again and let our tongues battle for dominance. I'm painfully aware of his erect cock underneath me, but I'm in a playful mood, so I stop our kiss and gather my breasts as an offering to him.

He immediately starts licking them and nibbling them. I wonder if he'd be upset if I said ‘good boy' to him for taking my cues. I love how enthusiastic Sean is in everything he does. But I'm feeling empty, and I need a big cock to enjoy.

So I slowly start to grind against him.

"You want to ride me beautiful?" he asks.

"Mmhmm," is all I manage to say. My hands are on his shoulders, and our eyes connect. There's so much heat and desire in his eyes. A twinge of fear crosses my thoughts. Could I fall in love with this man? Am I just a game to him?

I manage to put aside that fear for the moment. If he saw it in my eyes, he doesn't say anything. Then I'm reaching for his hard length so we can be joined together. He brushes my hand away. "Are you sure about this? There's no going back, Shannon."

I frown at him, pretending not to know what he means by that. "I need you inside me, Sean." A part of me is surprised by those words. I've done a complete one-eighty tonight and am not looking back.

"Anything for you." He says as he teases my entrance with his cock. I'm so wet he slides right in, a moan of pleasure coming out of me as he does. "Ride me, Shannon."

That's all I need to take over. I impale myself once and again on his dick, enjoying the feeling of absolute power it gives me over him. He hasn't stopped looking at me as if he lives for the reactions on my face. And I give myself completely to the pleasure he's giving me.

The faster I ride him, the more intense the pleasure around my core is, but there's something holding me back, and I just need a little push from him. "Sean, please," I beg of him. He immediately starts teasing my clit in a circular motion, and that helps, but I'm not quite there.

Then I feel my husband behind me, and he's separating the crack of my ass to tease my asshole, and the pleasure explodes from my pussy towards the rest of my body. I scream Sean's name, and my pulsing pussy squeezes his orgasm from him. I feel his warm jets as he comes inside me. The pleasure is so intense I melt into his arms.

John goes back to his seat, and I hear him mumble something about me liking ass-play.

***

As the days go by, we keep testing the limits of our threesome. Sean showers me with gifts all the time, and it's hard for me not to feel like I'm on my second honeymoon. I'm having so much sex. During the day I read naughty books with menage in them so I can get tips on things we can do together. They prefer watching porn, but that's not always to my taste. Yes, we fuck like rabbits, but there's something more between us.

I'm in a constant state of arousal, which I'm not sure is good for a person, but who cares? I'm so happy. Most nights, we end up in our bedroom, with me squeezed between these two gorgeous pieces of man candy. I wish I had girlfriends to boast to. But I also know that not everyone will be okay with this type of relationship.

And that's what it feels like—a relationship. We actually do other things besides having sex, but it's hard for me to concentrate. I'm thinking of opening a handmade crafts store in Etsy, and the boys are being very supportive. I have a lot of work to put toward that final goal. I'm not going to stress myself with things right now. But I would like to know where we are going with our little threesome.

How long can this last? I'm already starting to fall for Sean, and I think that love is reciprocated. Is this just an adventure for him? I know we have to talk more about this before things get hot and heavy, but I got carried away with my desire for them both. I know he won't leave. Not completely. I mean, they are setting up their business partnership and want to expand. Can his presence be enough if he decides to end things?

If I could just do a little relationship talk, but I fear it's too soon for that kind of conversation. I could take John aside and get his intake on the whole thing, but I don't want to alienate Sean, either. It is a worrisome thing when your heart is involved like mine is right now.

My head is full of these thoughts when the front door opens, and my boys come in from the office. John comes directly to me and kisses me passionately, and Sean presents me with yet another gift. I can't help but smile and accept it with joy in my heart. He lifts me off my chair, hugs me, and twirls me like he hasn't seen me in days. I could get used to this.

"Why are you guys so early?"

"We were thinking about you, then we were talking about you, and then we just had to come home to you, baby," John says, serving himself a drink from the bar.

"Is that right? Hmmm. Well, before we start talking about what you guys were daydreaming about, I'd like to know how the partnership is going. Are the papers ready to sign? Is everything in order? And more importantly, will you guys have to do a lot of traveling now that you're expanding?"

I sit back down in my chair, waiting to hear what they have to say, but they just look at me like I've said something preposterous.

"What?" I raise my eyebrows. "I'd like to know how often my lovers will leave me to do business travel, so I can plan accordingly."

"You missing us already, baby?" John asks, taking a sip of his drink.

"Maybe." I have the decency to blush. I'm not asking what I really want to know. What is the deal with our relationship? But I don't know if they'll figure it out from my words. "Forget it, it doesn't matter. We'll take it one day at a time."

"Shannon, we're more than glad to be at your beck and call day in and day out. But in the beginning, we will have to do some traveling. Later on, when we've recruited some staff, we can send others and take it easy. There's always a lot of work to do at the start until you can set up all the systems and procedures and start delegating. Can you be patient with us during that time?"

"Of course, Sean. Don't mind me. I'm just being a worrier. I do that often and keep anticipating scenarios that never come to pass. It's one of my bad traits, if you must know."

Sean takes me into his arms and holds me tight. "You? Our queen? Has faults? Impossible!" He then starts placing small kisses all over my face and neck and tickling me. In seconds, he has me laughing and kissing him back, and I'm in heaven once more.