The problem was not me. It was also not my wife or even her lover Marcus.
The problem was Marcus’s wife, who for some reason or another had come up with a silly rule that stated Marcus was not allowed to come in anyone other than her. Which, of course, meant that the three of us sat on the bed all wanting one thing more than anything else — the one thing we weren’t allowed to have.
After two dates of kissing, sucking, fingering and general but somewhat tame debauchery, Alice and I had assumed that tonight would be the night. I had watched them make out, jerk each other off, and whisper their desire in the darkness. I had sucked his cock while she watched from the bed, her fingers between her thighs as she told him what she’d do once he was hard, and she bounced on my cock as he jerked off over her face calling her filthy names.
But once we got to the room, once we sat down, and once Alice climbed onto his lap, pulled his thick cock out, and pushed her panties to one side as she hovered above him, penetration finally inches away, he put a hand on her chest and told her to wait a moment.
“So I probably should have said this before, but I’m not allowed to come inside you,” he said, blushing far too adorably.
“Jesus,” I said, leaning back with my drink. It had never occurred to me, and after hearing her tell him how good it would feel over dinner, I was more than ready.
“But we can still fuck?” Alice asked, always the practical one.
“Yeah, but I have to pull out. No matter what.”
“All the way?” I asked, wondering if there was any wiggle room.
“Yeah, all the way,” he said, Alice now seated next to him. She was absentmindedly stroking him and looked deep in thought. She paused to slip her panties off under her dress and then she fell back onto the bed with a loud sigh.
“Can you come on me?” She asked. “Also, you’ve already come in my mouth, does that count?”
“No, mouth’s are fine,” he said with a chuckle. “It’s just pussy. Or your ass I suppose although we never really talked about that. But I’m going to guess that I shouldn’t come in your ass either.”
“I guess it’s not a big deal,” I said, trying to sound sincere. I mean, they could still fuck, right? We’d all have a good time and so what if suddenly all I could think about was his cock letting go within her, flooding her with his come as she looked into my eyes telling me she could feel every drop.
“Of course it’s a big deal,” Alice said, letting her legs fall open. Marcus and I watched as she slid a hand down and started to touch herself. “I want it here! I’ve been thinking about it since our first kiss. And now that I can’t have it, I want it more. Are you sure you’re not just saying this to make it all hotter?”
“Sadly no,” Marcus said. “But come on, I still want to fuck you. And I can still do it without a condom on. Trust me, that took days of negotiating, and it’s only with you.”
“That’s sweet,” I said, putting my Gibson down and sliding down to the floor. I walked on my knees the few feet to the bed and then took Marcus’ cock in both hands. Alice sat up–still touching herself–and watched as I slowly took her friend into my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched her slip her dress off and then sit up on the bed as she took in the view.
“Do you still want this?” I asked, looking up at her. All she could do was smile and lick her lips.
“I can pull out at the very last minute,” he promised. “I’m very good at it. I promise.”
I sat back on my heels as my wife climbed over him, still facing me. I held him steady with one hand as she knelt above him, her pussy soaking wet as she hovered there, his cock gently rubbing against her slick skin.
“Are you ready to fuck my wife?” I asked. He groaned, hardly able to move, and Alice closed her eyes. I held him still as she lowered herself gently, feeling him penetrate her with just the head of his cock. Teasing him endlessly, she moved up and down, growing wetter with each hint of contact.
My eyes were open wide as I pulled out my own cock and began to stroke myself as I watched her hang on the edge of completion in what felt like an endless game of almost. When she let him enter her another inch, he cried out, and when I leaned forward and opened my mouth on her clit, she joined him. Ever so slowly Alice gave in, taking more and more of him as I licked both of them as best I could.
“Oh fuck!” She cried out, finally sinking down fully, his hard cock buried within her as far as it would go. “That is so good, and I’ve wanted you for too long. Fuck me, Marcus, please fuck me. I don’t want to let you go.”
He held her there for a few minutes, raising her up and down with his hands on her hips, and I watched from six inches away as my wife took his bare cock over and over again. After a while, it became almost mechanical, and I couldn’t look away from the motion in front of me. The ridge of his cock pulsed, her leg muscles tightened, and her cunt clenched around him for what felt like years and seconds at the same time.
“I want to fuck you now,” Marcus growled, lifting her up and tossing her to her back in one fluid motion. I tore off my shirt as he crawled between her legs and my pants followed right behind them. Naked, I crawled up next to them and kissed her mouth as he pushed into her one more time. He kissed her neck as she arched her back, and the three of us lay there in utter ecstasy with the tension growing thicker as each moment passed. Every time he tightened or moaned I wondered how close he was, and I could see in Alice’s eyes that she hoped he’d forget or give in.
“That is so hot,” I told him, pulling his hair and biting his shoulder. “Doesn’t she feel good? Doesn’t my wife’s cunt feel amazing?”
“She’s perfect,” he groaned, leaning up as he thrust deeper inside her. “I’m so close. I don’t know if I can hold back much longer.”
“Tell her you want it,” I whispered in his ear. “Even though you can’t, tell her you want to anyway. I want to hear it.”
“Oh good, I do,” he moaned, looking down into my wife’s eyes. “I want to come inside you, Alice. I want to come so deep inside you!”
“Oh god yes, please do it,” she begged, wrapping her legs around his ass. “Right there, handsome. Just where you are now. Do it!”
“I wish I could,” he cried, clenching his eyes shut. “I want to so badly.”
“Can you come on her?” I asked, a sudden thought hitting me out of nowhere.
“On her stomach?” He asked, leaning back and almost sliding out of her.
I shook my head.
“No,” I whispered, reaching between them and rubbing her pussy. “Can you come right here? Can you come on her pussy?”
“Fuck!” He cried, nodding as he pulled out at the very last minute. His hand was a blur as he let go over her, his come landing on the smooth lips of her cunt as he let go again and again. Alice’s head tilted up as she watched, her eyes opened wide as he made a mess of her skin, and I was so close to coming I could hardly see.
“Yes!” He moaned one last time, his come now sticky on her thighs. “I was so fucking close.”
“It’s my turn,” I said, practically pushing him out of the way. He rolled to one side and then watched as I moved between her legs. “Maybe he can’t come inside you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t.”
“But…” he cried as he watched me rub against her, wetting my cock with his come. I reached down and pushed two fingers inside her, slick with his mess as he watched in awe, and then without thought I thrust into her, my come soaked cock filling her instantly and it was done.
I was fucking my wife with another man’s come and their rule be damned. He was inside her and so as I, and she kissed me and bit me as I fucked her faster and faster–my lips against her ear.
“Can you feel him? Can you feel his come inside you?” I whispered.
“It’s perfect,” she moaned so only I could hear. “It feels so good. I wanted it so badly. I’m such a dirty girl.”
“The filthiest,” I moaned, fucking her six more times before I was done. I looked at Marcus for a brief moment before pulling her to me with my hands on her hips as I began to come.
“Yes!” She cried, looking up at both of us with awe and lust in her eyes. “I’m coming too. Oh fuck, I’m coming with both of you inside me.”
And then she was crying, and I was coming, and Marcus was hard again as he watched, his promise lying half broken beside him, but his conscience somehow assuaged. Alice clenched and cried out, and I came inside my wife like I had done a thousand times even if this time it felt like the first. She was a mess and so was I, but none of us cared as we came and cried and laughed about the absurdity of it all.
“Fuck, I love you,” she whispered, kissing me again and again as I finally came down the other side of the hill. She shook one last time before watching me move away, leaving her empty but for the love of two men.
“I was so close,” he said laying down next to her.
“You did so well,” I told him, taking her other side.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I might have to thank your wife.”
“For what?”
“For making me want something more than I ever thought possible,” Alice said with a laugh. She rolled towards me and smiled as I kissed her nose. And then she let out a tiny scream as Marcus lifted her legs and thrust back inside her.
“We’re not finished though,” he groaned, kissing the back of her neck. “My god do you feel good.”
“Just promise to pull out,” she said, turning to kiss him with a gentle laugh and a wink.
“Are you sure?” He asked, thrusting faster and harder. “Are you sure that’s what you want?”
And then we were lost once more to tangle of limbs and love and overarching desire for things we couldn’t have.