I Was a Couple's Girlfriend

I thought maybe writing about the first time I was with Russ and Rayna would get it out of my system, but it just brought all those feelings back up to the surface. My husband and I made love after I posted the story, but I couldn't finish. I need what I used to need. I need the sound of a hand slapping my ass over and over. I need the spike of pain to go through me and awaken my senses. I need to be told what to do. I need to be given permission to enjoy it. Just sex isn't enough and if I'm honest, it never really has been.

Some kind people made kind comments on my memory. One person asked for more. So, here's more. Thank you for listening.

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First a quick follow up to the last memory. I slipped out of their room and spent the night on the couch. Russ got up early and made us all breakfast. It was a good breakfast with great company, but I could do better. Breakfast is my specialty. I'd save that as a surprise. I went home after breakfast and after a shower called my best friend and told her everything. On Monday Rayna came to have lunch with us. I swear, Russ's smile was so large the whole time he might as well have been yelling he slept with both of us. We kept giggling at him. I guess in that way we were being big kids just like him. It was just so funny to us.

Over the next week Russ was more professional than usual around the rest of the office, but would run his hand over my ass when we were in the break room alone and call me at my desk to whisper dirty little fantasies to me. Things he wanted to do next time. Just the thought that there would be a next time kept me on edge and wet all day.

Then came that Thursday (I think, Thursdays are always the worst, so it might as well be Thursday, I have trouble remembering if it was the same week or a week later, it's been a long time). I had a horrible day. Russ was working remote that day and Andy was being an asshole. His marriage was going down the tubes and I don't know if he had been cheating on his wife, but he sure wanted to with me. He had been flirting and hitting on me, but not as skillfully as Russ, for a while. I couldn't see myself with him, because he was mean. I want to be controlled, but not for real. I want to be hurt, but not hurtfully. Russ knew how to give me what I needed because I needed it, I didn't trust someone like Andy. He'd hurt me because he wanted to hurt me. I could never relax enough with him to enjoy myself. Anyway, he took it personal, and I guess it was, and just treated me like shit all day that day. Maybe he sensed something between me and Russ and wanted revenge, I don't know. But by the end of the day, I broke out into tears when I got in my car to go home. The rest of the evening was in a fog. I made dinner but had no appetite to eat it. I couldn't focus on reading or even watching TV. Time just passed and I cried. I tried calling my best friend back home, but she was out on a date. Finally, I called Rayna.

Rayna told me to come over but it was after 11 by then. She said she didn't care and ordered me to come over now. Well, I couldn't say no to her even if I wanted to. She met me at the door with brandies in hand. After the second one, I was finally starting to unwind. She noticed that I was rubbing my neck and stood up and took my almost empty glass from me and led me upstairs into their family room.

She told Russ to rub my neck and comfort me. She started working on her computer and I realized that the last hour she devoted to me was supposed to be meeting a deadline first thing in the morning. I couldn't focus on that though, other than to feel gratitude, because Russ's fingers were like magic. My neck muscles were just melting as the stress was massaged away. His hands moved down to my upper back, working around and under my shoulder blades, digging away at the tight spots. I don't know when, but at some point he was kissing my neck my working my lower back. I started to get vocal with whimpers and moans as my brain tried to reconcile the comfort of his hands and the electric feeling of his lips, tongue, and oh god teeth on my neck. Soon it didn't matter because one hand curved around to cup my breast and and the other to stroke the inside of my thigh. I could feel how aroused hewas, his hard cock pressing into my ass.

I tend to equate comfort with physical contact. He had made me feel so much better. I needed to repay him. He put his mouth against my ear, shudder, and asked me what I wanted. I couldn't speak. He asked me if I wanted to blow him. All I could do was nod. He ran his right hand up my thigh to brush my pussy and feel how wet I was and at the same time pinched my nipple with his left hand. I sucked in air and arched my back, turning towards him to find his mouth moving in to mine. Our tongues danced together as we kissed and he rubbed and pinched me until I was squirming.

Suddenly he stopped and told me to go kiss Rayna and ask her permission. I went over and knelt before her. She made me wait until she finished typing her thought. I told her I was following orders. I stood up and kissed her and said, "May I please give your husband a blow job?". She said, "Sure, I'm too tired and need to get this done." Russ walked past me towards their bedroom and I turned and followed.

I was a little concerned because this was the first time that Russ and I really did anything without her presence other than a few kisses and gropes. He stopped by the bed and turned to me. He just grinned that grin of his and my concerns melted away and I pretty much did too. He unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans, unzipped, and then pointed at the ground in front of him. I didn't hesitate. I was on my knees in front of him in a second. I fished his rock hard cock out of his underwear and had my mouth around its head in a second. Oh God, I know it is wrong but my mouth water just thinking about it. He wasn't the biggest I ever had, not by a long shot. I had an old boyfriend who could have been in porn. But in a way this was better. I could barely get the head of my ex's cock in my mouth. Great for fucking, but not for sucking I'd joke. But Russ's cock felt perfect in my mouth. I alternated between sucking the head, swirling my tongue around it, and taking about half his cock into my mouth until the head made me gag. Every time I started to gag, Russ would pull away. He didn't seem to understand I didn't care about discomfort, I just wanted to please him. I was on my knees in front of him for at least 10 minutes, sucking his cock and playing with his balls but didn't seem to be able to give him what he needed.

I asked what I was doing wrong and he said nothing except, "Get naked," and I did. By the time I was naked, so was he. He laid me on the bed on my back, with my head hanging over the edge of the mattress. He stood by the bed and slipped his cock into my mouth. I'd never done this before. I wasn't sucking him so much as he was fucking my mouth. He pounded into me, deeper than I had gone before, not so worried about my gagging now. In and out, in and out, my eyes were tearing up so much I could hardly see and I loved it. Suddenly his tempo changed and I realized why when he grabbed both my breasts. He was pinching my nipples in rhythm with his thrusts. I was squirming under him. This was bliss. Just being used by him, but knowing that underneath he cared for me. I started to moan around his cock.

After a few minutes he stopped and repositioned me, joining me on the bed. He was over me and I was worried that me might want to fuck me, but we hadn't gotten permission for that, was it allowed? But he didn't. He smothered me with deep hungry kisses for a minute and then moved down my body. He started sucking kissing and sucking my nipples with his hands gently squeezing my breasts until I came. I actually came from him playing with my breasts, I had never cum that way before or since.

He laid back on the bed and I flipped around. I was on all fours next to him, so he could have access to my pussy while I wrapped my mouth around his cock again. But he ignored my pussy. Well, not completely, he dipped some fingers in for a few seconds but it was just to get them wet before he moved to my ass. I had to fight my urge to tense up. I never had anyone play with my ass before other than spankings, certainly not my asshole. But he was practically painting my asshole with my cum. I was trying to focus on his cock, but soon the feeling of first one, then two fingers entering my ass was my entire world. I felt so full, so wanton. I was sucking his cock. He was fingering my ass. And before I knew it, I came again. Also, a first. What was he doing to me? Cumming from breast play. Cumming from ass play. I was an almost thirty-year-old woman discovering things about my body I didn't know were possible.

Unfortunately, I was not able to satisfy him. I wanted to taste his cum, but couldn't bring him over the edge. He kept saying that it was supposed to be about making me feel better anyway. I got up to go ask Rayna if she could help finish him off. But before I got to the door, she pushed it open. She was stunningly naked, her clothes on a pile on the floor. I realized she had been watching from the slightly open door for a while. She was flushed and a little shiny from sweat. She looked just fucked.

She kissed me gently and went to the bed. She got between Russ's legs and smiled at him. I got into bed next to him and watched as she swallowed his cock whole. Her face was pressed against his pubic hair and I was in shock. I'd never seen that live before, well I'd only seen them have sex before, but I'd certainly never done it. My ex boyfriend was far too big and my ex husband not interested enough in sex for me to try that hard. She bobbed up and down on his cock while playing with his balls harder than I had. His breath got shallow. I could see his pulse in the artery in his neck. Before I knew what I was doing, I was licking and nibbling his neck. This brought audible gasps from him and I redoubled my effort. I was practically biting the nape of his neck and he let out a scream as he came in his wife's mouth. I felt like I had slightly redeemed myself. Rayna moved up and kissed me and I could taste his cum in her mouth. It wasn't like a porno where she spit in my mouth or anything, I could just taste the bit that hadn't been swallowed, and I loved it.

I have no idea how late it was, just that we had work in the morning. I collected my clothes and slipped out of the room, leaving them cuddling. I took up my spot in the guest room and passed out. Not for long though. About 5:30 in the morning (as I'd later realize), Russ came to wake me up. He did so in the most glorious way. I was still naked and I woke to his fingers dancing across my clit and slit. When he saw my eyes open, he started to kiss me and fill me with his fingers. Another first, waking to a mind-blowing orgasm. I don't think I was fully awake until my climax.

As I came down from the high, he shoved his already hard cock in my mouth. No niceties, he steadily fucked my mouth with my head pressed against the pillow. He came fairly quickly and a lot, especially since he had just cum for Rayna a few hours before. It was a three-swallow orgasm (the average in my experience is one with a second just for leftovers). "Time to go home and get ready for work," he said as he backed out of the room. I was halfway home before I fully realized I'd finally made him cum. Or at least, he used me to cum. But I wasn't going to argue the point. It made me feel sexy and loved.

They both were so caring and considerate of what I needed. I kind of went into this wanting to be a toy or even a pet for them, but they treated me like a girlfriend. They took care of me. I couldn't ask for better friends.