Ch 3 Breaking The Barrier

This is the third chapter in a new series of a long term couple that unexpectedly finds themselves pushing new boundaries as they piece together moments throughout their lives that serve as puzzle pieces to awakening sexual desires of hotwifing, cuckolding, domination, and more.

Nicolette is brunette with blonde streaks. She has pretty face and a toned body from yoga and lifting, completing an amazing girl next door type vibe.

Adam is dark skinned (middle eastern descent), handsome and in good shape from lifting and running.

We're in our late 30s, and we've already been together for 20+ years. We started dating freshman year of college, and we were the only sexual partners each other has had. We know it's not the norm, but we're genuinely happy with the life we've built.

We are a real couple with kids and busy lives. We both write the stories, and draw from our real experiences as a couple. Neither of us are actual writers...so try to be nice in comments :)

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Ch. 3 - Breaking the barrier

Mark moved slowly as if not to frighten us with sudden movements. He dimmed the lights down and then moved the blanket that was draped on the back of the couch to the floor. He took my hand and said delicately, "Nicolette, I want you to lay down on your back on the couch and close your eyes."

After a moment or two, I felt something soft being laid on my eyes acting as an extra barrier from me seeing what was going on. Music started playing on a phone. It was quiet and sexy. There were words, but the volume was low enough that I couldn't hear what they were saying, or if it was even in English.

I was so nervous as I laid there. Crossing and uncrossing my feet over each other.

"Adam, I want you to give Nicolette a massage," Mark said with a direct, but gentle voice.

I heard Adam's familiar sounding steps as he walked up and kneeled on the floor near my head. I felt the firm hands I had fallen in love with begin to massage my neck and shoulders. He picked up my right arm and caressed my skin, applying even pressure as he worked from my upper arm down to my wrist. I felt him rubbing his thumbs deeply into the palm of my hand and up to each finger tip. He repeated with the left arm. He moved further down my body, shortly stopping near my belly. His hands rubbed my hips with symmetrical strokes before moving below my waist. He massaged my thigh just below my hip flexors from the outside of my skirt. I found myself anticipating him moving further down to touch my skin, and absently pulling up at the short hemline of my skirt.

He noticed. As he moved to my thighs, he took no care to keep my skirt in place as his fingers lightly touched my privates with his hand strokes. The sensual movements continued down to my calves and feet, and I found myself getting lost in the music and Adam's touch.

I was startled to hear a voice say, "Nicolette, flip over," as I had nearly forgotten Mark was even in the room. I carefully flipped over, eyes still closed. Before the massage continued, I heard Mark's voice again, but this time directed to Adam. "Adam, when you Massage Nic, only use one hand."

As the massage continued, I was more distracted by the strange suggestion to really pay attention to Adam's movements. He started on my shoulders and upper back, but then skipped all the way down to my feet and started working up. As he began to focus on my left calf, he seemingly forgot Mark's instruction as I felt the same symmetrical movement on my right.

It took me a minute to notice something different though. Adam had dry, somewhat rough hands. The hand kneading my right calf was a little larger. The skin was softer, but the pressure was just as firm. They worked together as their hands moved slowly up my legs. As they reached my thighs, I almost moaned when I felt Mark's finger flick against the lower part of my butt. Without saying a word, Mark added his second hand. Adam followed silently. The feeling of four strong hands working my upper thighs, guided by these two gorgeous men made me feel like a goddess. I shivered a few times as their fingers lightly touched my vagina on some of the movements. I was throbbing in anticipation, completely lost in the moment.

Mark interrupted the silence, "Nicolette, if you're comfortable with it, I want you to take off your skirt."

I had completely forgotten about his promise earlier, but hearing him check in on my comfort made me feel so reassured that he won't try to push it too far.

I felt so sexy and wanted to make sure I did this gracefully to keep these men focused on this incredible massage. Keeping mostly parallel to the couch, I extended one hand over my head and pushed off the armrest to bring myself slightly up on my knees. I arched my back while I unbuttoned my skirt with my free hand. I started tugging it down, but the tight fabric was getting being stubborn. Seeing my struggle, Mark spoke up, "Adam, take Nicolette's skirt off for me."

Adam grunted softly as he obeyed. He pulled my skirt down, exposing my ass completely to be less than a foot from each of their faces. As he slid it off my legs, I felt Mark's hands gently on my lower back to help guide me back down.

Wasting no time, Mark and Adam were back to work. Only this time the pressure and intensity was dialed up. Instead of each owning one side of my body, they mixed their hands together caressing and kneading my butt partnering together as I got more and more aroused. On one of the strokes, one of guys wove their finger under the strap of my thong and pulled it slightly to the side. I moaned as I instinctively arched my butt up a little.

I soon felt a finger on the outside of my pussy. It was definitely Mark. The movements were too different from the way Adam teased me. The anticipation for his finger entering was so sexy. I didn't have to wait long as I soon felt a finger work itself inside. Was it Mark? I wanted it to be, but I thought it was Adam. I still felt Mark teasing the outside, and then move to my clit while Adam slowly moved his finger in and out of me. The teamwork between the two of them was incredible, and my moaning became louder and more intense.

While this was a dream, I was eager to start taking a more active role. With my right hand by my side still, I opened and closed it a few times, motioning I wanted to hold on to something. One of the guys noticed, and I soon felt a bulge that I knew was Mark as he leaned into me. I wrapped my hand around his shaft through his pants, and started stroking him from the outside.

Within a few moments, I wanted more. I unfastened the button of his pants and just started tugging them down with a grasp of fabric from the front. He paused the massage only to undo the zipper and take his pants and boxers off.

I was still mostly face down so I missed the reveal. I was a little disappointed, but appeased my curiosity by placing my hand back to feel his fully erect cock. He quickly resumed with his hands as I blindly explored with mine. He felt like he was similar size to Adam. Maybe slightly longer while Adam had a little more girth. I could tell he was well groomed. After a moment or two, it hit me that this was only the second cock I had ever felt before. There was something so sexy about that.

My curiosity got the best of me, so I finally opened my eyes. I saw Adam a few feet back and only then just realized my "massage" had switched from four to two hands when Mark had taken off his clothes. Mark continued to pump his fingers in and out of me and I could feel myself getting close to coming, but I wanted to see Adam. As he came more into focus in the dimly lit room, he gave me a comforting smile and a nod to show he was ok.

The reassurance made me want the moment to extend, for both Adam and me. I moved to the floor, my legs forming a W while I went to my knees so that I can accentuate how my ass looked while I moved to a submissive position for Mark. I used my hand to grab the back of Mark's leg and pull him closer. I made sure I kept my eyes locked with Adam while I did it.

"Adam, I want you to tell me what you're thinking, seeing me on my knees and stroking another guys cock."

"Oh my God Nic, it's so sexy. I love seeing you like that." Adam said as he touched himself from the outside of his pants.

I turned my attention completely to Mark now. I was finally getting my first look directly at his cock. It was beautiful. I smiled as I stared at it, stroking it with one hand. I wasn't sure how far I wanted things to go, but I know I still wanted more. I put both hands on it, using his pre-cum as lube while I twisted my hands up and down.

"Adam, I want you closer. Stand next to Mark so you can see better." I said to him.

Adam obeyed. As he watched me work on Mark's cock, I reached up and felt Adam's crotch. He was so hard. "Do you want some attention too?" I asked Adam. "If so, I think you should ask Mark if he's ok with it."

A little hesitantly, Adam spoke up, "Mark, are you ok with it?"

"No," I interrupted. "I want you to be very specific in what you're asking. 'Mark, can my girlfriend touch me too, or do you want her for yourself?"'

Word for word, Adam repeated the question. Mark feigned thinking about, "Hmm...Ok, she can touch you too. But you can't cum."

Something about Mark telling Adam not to cum drove me wild. I pulled Adam's pants and boxers down and grabbed his cock. I stroked it a bit wildly while I turned my face towards Mark's. I wasn't comfortable with sucking his cock, as that felt too far. I thought of a nice compromise and proceeded to lick every inch of Mark's shaft up and down to add to his pre-cum lube. The saltiness was so sexy to taste. I went into overdrive now, stroking both cocks, mere inches from my face.

"Mark, I want you to cum."

"Where?" Mark asked.

An evil thought crossed my mind. "In my hands." I responded back.

I shifted both hands to Mark's cock. Stroking him faster and faster and slowing only to move one hand to his balls. Within a few moments, he announced he was going to cum. I sped up the thrusting of my left hand while cupping my right over the head of Mark's cock to catch his cum. He exploded in my hands, sighing loudly. I gave him a few more strokes to squeeze more cum out into my hand. It wasn't a lot, which surprised me, but it was a fair amount.

I looked at Mark and gave him a smile. Then I turned to Adam who had a look of pure ecstasy on his face while he jerked his own cock. "Did you like that?" I asked.

"MMhmmm. So sexy." Was all he could say.

"Do you want me to help?" I asked Adam as I nodded towards his hands on his cock.

"I would love that." He replied quickly.

I wasn't quite sure how Adam would react to what I had in mind, but I wanted to push the boundaries a little bit more.

Mark had stepped away for a moment and had only just come back with a paper towel for my hands. I politely declined. "No thanks," I said. "I don't want to waste this amazing lube."

I grabbed onto Adam's cock with both hands and started stroking him. Using Mark's cum as I worked up and down Adam's shaft. Adam tried to shy away at first, but I held him in place. I made sure to caress his balls, spreading Mark's cum further around Adam's privates. As he started to ease up and give in, I heard a small moan escape his lips.

The shift from reluctance to acceptance only made me want to push him further. I slowly moved my fingers from his balls to his taint, and then to his ass. I gently circled around, keeping my movements light and delicate. I could sense his body tense up a bit again. I felt his hand on mine in an effort to move it elsewhere. I wasn't going to stop here. I slid my finger into his ass, Mark's cum still on my fingers making it slip in easily. Before Adam could stop me, I took his cock in my mouth.

Again, I felt Adam's body ease while I bobbed my head up and down on his cock, sliding my finger slowly in and out of his ass. Feeling this power to push him and then feel him give in was intoxicating. I moaned so loudly as he started to thrust himself, moving his cock in and out of my mouth while also fucking himself with my finger.

I pulled Adam's cock out of my mouth to look at him while I continued to finger fuck his ass. I stared him in the eye, and with a mischievous grin ask him, "Is this what had in mind? Were you hoping you'd end the night with another man's cum in your ass?"

He didn't respond. I could tell the question was probably too far for him. Instead, he announced he was going to cum. I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I opened it, and he erupted. It was more cum that I'd ever seen him have. I slowly pulled my finger out from behind and carefully pumped every last drop in my mouth. He moaned softly and collapsed into a seat on the couch, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. I got off the floor and climbed on top of him, straddling my legs around him while grabbing his face and kissing him. Sharing his cum and possibly a little of Mark's back into his mouth. He was so startled, and he tried to pull back.

"Uh uh," I said. "This was something you wanted, so we get to do what I want too." It was an unfair thing to say because I had the time of my life. But I was being honest that I really did want to kiss him. It felt important to do something intimate with Adam, and kissing was always my when I felt most intimate.

For a third time, the hesitation gave way to acceptance. He started kissing me back to the point we were in a full make out session, out tongues mixing saliva and cum. Our kissing continued for a few minutes before I remembered Mark was even in the room. I stopped to look at Adam in the eyes. I could feel our connection was different...almost stronger. I had been so scared and hesitant to explore our fantasies, and this felt like a big step that we did together. "I love you," he said. I smiled because the words felt like a hug. "I love you too." I replied.

Mark was kind enough to let us have the moment. His demeanor the whole time made me feel comfortable and sexy, both in control but also guided. I was so grateful for it all. I sensed today might be the start of something.

Adam seemed to have sensed it too, and was next to speak, "So I had a thought. I know you guys are going to be working on this project together. Why not make our apartment your second office for those late nights?"

I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Mark did too. "That's a good idea, let's talk about it over dinner," I said.