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Fuck Gabe, I'll kill you when I get home!
Sam quickly closed her phone before her colleagues could see this photo. Sometimes she wondered what was going on in Gabriel's birdbrain. Apparently, men had only stupid ideas. Sam was in the middle of a service meeting and could promptly hear a stupid saying from Tom, as she had blushed. "Mr. Novak!" She shouted, and the door slammed shut."Hey, honey."Grinning, he jumped up from the couch and took his wife in his arms. With a shake of her head, she held the phone under his nose and looked at him questioningly."What's this?""A man with two peckers in his ass," he replied and shrugged."I can see that ... I was in a meeting," she said earnestly but couldn't resist a grin. "Since when do you talk so vulgar?""Misha was so angry. He was eating with Jared," Gabe giggled mischievously. "What do you think of the idea?" He helped her out of her coat, hung it over the wardrobe, and looked at her with raised eyebrows."And who's the man with two peckers in the ass?""Honey! Don't talk so vulgar!" He said, startled, and then said something proud that he'd be the wich in the sandwich."Brave."A soft whistle followed after an appreciative pat on the back. Then she wanted to know when the party was about to start."Friday evening. I won't be able to walk properly for two days, and I don't need stupid sayings.""And you think your sweet little ass can do it?" Samantha smirked, stuffing both hands in Gabe's back pockets and pulling him close to her."Grrr," he growled, covering her face with small kisses. "Of course, but I'm still undecided who should be what spoon.""Then think about that. I'm in the shower if you're looking for me."Grinning, she broke away from him. Then she felt Gabriel's teeth on her neck, and with a slap on the butt, she shooed him into the bathroom when he said they could think together. Granted, Gabe was sometimes quite impulsive. Anyway, it was like that when he sent the picture. A few minutes later, he wondered if he hadn't taken over. But it was too late. And pinch now? Never. His ego was too big for that. Giving each other enemas was now part of the routine and had become something of foreplay for the three. And so it happened that Gabe was lying on the treatment couch in front of Sam a few days later. "Can it be that you're more nervous than I am?" he asked, squinting at his wife."Possibly," she replied with a sigh and shrugged."Don't worry.""We're both well-equipped," she replied, laughing at her words.Sam sat down on the couch with her husband, stroking through his hair.He wanted Samantha to be the big spoon because, of course, he trusted her more."You flatter me. When is Misha coming?""In two hours or a little earlier, he's still busy," he said, looking at his watch."Should we wait or start?""We start; then, I'll have you all to myself.""Then please sit on the throne, my king," she smirked, bowing low. "I love your touch," he softly moaned as Sam stroked his thighs."Yeah? Which one exactly?" She asked, stopping and waiting for instructions."Your lips, if they lay on mine ..." He began. Sam stood next to his head and put her lips on his until he started to grin. "A little more action, please!""Tell me what to do," she whispered.To tell people what they had to do –– he was good at that."Your lips lie down softly on mine, and you tenderly nibble on my lower lip and caress it with your tongue tip, after which they open automatically and silently ask you to come in. We close our eyes, my tongue strokes yours, and you moan quietly and lustfully in my mouth."Sam exactly followed the instructions of her director."You put both hands on my cheeks, stroking my beard ... mhm ... look intense and full of love in my eyes, kiss my forehead and run with your divine fingers through my hair before you turn away from my beautiful face and turn to my gorgeous and sexy body."Until now, that had made her horny; now, she had to bit back a grin and clear her throat –– just like him."Okay, I'm with your sexy body.""You stroke my neck with your tongue, nibbling delicately on my earlobe, whispering to me that you love me ...""I love you.""... spread small, tender bites ... on my skin and ... yeah, honey ..."A moan after another escaped him, and she stopped when he stopped talking."Continuously, you look into my eyes widened with desire and lewdly, I bite my lips, and you twirl with your fingertips my razor-sharp nipples ... and then ... fuck ... so ... then with the flat tongue ... and circles, blue, bananas ..."Gabe was on cloud nine, his head pressed into his headrest, his eyes closed until his wife stopped."Okay ... you take them one after another gently between your teeth and suck ... oh yes ... fuck ... before you stroke my belly and distribute small k-kisses ... with your tongue tip, you dive into my navel and ... fuck ... uh ... you take my hands in yours and lead them to your lips and kiss each of my f-fingertips b-before you take my thumb in your mouth ... oh yes ... suck on it ... and ... oh h-honey!" "I think we will go on before it ends, even before it's started," Sam grinned, flicking his dripping cock."Baby, do whatever you want. I put my body in your hands.""How poetic. I'm touched."After another half hour, Samantha was almost on the verge of self-control. She looked at her husband, who made the most passionate noises, and returned her gaze, breathing heavily with a blissful expression and red cheeks. He didn't make it easy for her.That was so incredibly pleasant. Gabriel wished she'd never stopped, but her following words brought him back from that condition."I don't want to fool you, Gabe, but if you wanna go through that, you'll have to clench your teeth," his wife gravely said and was about to insert the speculum as it rang the doorbell."Stay seated; I'll open up," she said, kissing Gabe on the cheek."Very funny ..." he answered with a roll of his eyes. "Hey," she greeted Misha at the door, who put an arm around her waist and kissed his friend.With a smile, she let him enter. After removing his jacket and shoes, he followed Samantha into the playroom and greeted his colleague."Well, how are you holding on?"He lovingly stroked his friend's cheek, kissed him briefly, and a contented sigh escaped both men. It was always a new, unfamiliar feeling for Sam that the two men were also attracted to each other, but at the same time, a lovely one. It was intriguing and exciting, and her heart bounced every time in the chest, followed by a pleasant shiver sliding down her spine as she watched them together. "Wash your hands and then make yourself useful. We have a lot to do," she said, and Misha nodded before sitting between Gabe's legs.Meanwhile, the young woman went to Gabriel's head and did her best to distract him in the following moments."Phew!"It wasn't enjoyable, and he was sure he'd never gotten used to this rigid speculum, whose beaks kept turning up and stretching him. But his wife was only a few inches away, calming him with soft words of love."Can you ... that ... a little," he gasped, holding his limp cock in his hand."Of course, I can," Samantha grinned, kissing down as the dark-haired man stroked his thigh and watched her eagerly.Gabriel's hand in her hair and Misha's piercing blue eyes rested on her face –– an unbelievably erotic tension. The more passionately she worked on Gabriel, the louder his moans became, and those noises nestled into her body, which was already in flames of arousal. As Misha licked his lips and came closer, Sam could feel the warm breath, and together they took good care of her husband –– always interrupted by hot tongue battles and small, dirty words. Gabe was hard, Misha was hard, and if Samantha could have, she would've been hard too. It was awesome when the younger man put his fingers in his body after removing the speculum.But ...
Oh-oh ... that guy is vindictive
That was all Gabe could think of when he saw the tiny, sadistic sparkle in his friend's eyes. Yes, that was true. Misha remembered well when he was in this situation, and Gabriel couldn't help teasing him until he almost got off.As Gabriel tensed, Misha knew he'd found what he was looking for, and with each movement, his friend's pleading and whining became an octave higher. Samantha just shook her head and made her husband sigh in frustration. But all this hadn't only its pleasant sides, and at some point, he wondered if he hadn't taken over yet. In any case, he was no longer horny and breathed heavy and deep. "How do you cope?" Misha worriedly asked when he saw Gabriel's tortured expression."Everything's alright ... just ... Mish ... slowly."His wife's loving caresses and whispered words helped nothing more, and two tears stole from his eyes."Take off your shirt!" Gabriel demanded breathlessly, and Samantha didn't refuse his request but made it lasciviously and slow. This gesture hadn't failed, and that made her happy."Gimme that," Gabe growled and licked his lips.Misha's quick tongue replaced Sam's hand on her husband's cock, and despite the uncomfortable position, the young woman enjoyed the caresses on her breasts. "Holy crap ... keep it up, and I'll cum!" Gabriel moaned and clung to the chair."I think he deserves a reward," Sam winked at her friend and wanted to show him something new.She took two fingers of his free hand and placed them on Gabriel's perineum between scrotum and anus, asking him if he could feel the small hollow."That's the million-dollar point. If you hit it, he's an injection but do that not too often because the sperm could run back into the bladder. But that isn't bad either.""What for?" He wanted to know, and Gabe impatiently made his hips circle and giggled."Honey, we still have a lot to teach him.""On the one hand, he may have an intense orgasm. But on the other hand, he's immediately ready for action and doesn't need a breather," Sam explained and winked at her husband, who answered partly mocking and partly severe, "As great as it's, if you overdo it, you're just happy when it's over.""All right. Tell me before you come," Misha grinned excitedly, rubbing Gabriel's prostate."Takes ... not long," he whimpered, and Sam put her hand on Misha's. "Is ... oh, fuck!""Great," the younger man replied sheepishly with a soft moan. "I have wet my pants."
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"Then take them off," Samantha teased, already fiddling with his belt and pulling lightly on his lower lip."Hmm," he growled between soft bites on her neck. "Undress, sexy mouse."Covering her bare breasts with his hands, he buried his face between them, distributing kisses to the neck and over her chin. At the same time, she ran her fingertips through his hair, caressing his neck and eliciting another moan of satisfaction. The neck was Misha's sensitive spot, and he immediately felt goosebumps all over his body. A brisk hand of hers crept under his sweater and stroked his skin, which quickly went up in flames under her gentle touches.She grinned as his abs contracted, knowing Misha was very ticklish. He raised his hands so she could remove the disturbing fabric and immediately opened her pants, which she also took off.Gently, his fingers stroked her back and then lay down on her butt, pulling Samantha even closer, and both moaned as their middles touched and fireworks were lit in their bodies. Misha took her face between his hands, kissing her greedily, almost dizzy with arousal as their tongues danced together."Guys!"Gabe's whimpering brought them out of their world. He would've come again if the two had gone on like that."Strip ... both ... right now! And then over to the bed and free me of those damn shackles!"After Misha had released him, Gabe pushed his wife onto the bed and got the strap-on."I'll make you a man now, but I think it's still ill-fitting," he amusingly smiled, slowly shoving the dildo in and out until she begged for more.Meanwhile, Misha's hands took care of her breasts, and Sam tried to wriggle out of this matter with a heavy heart –– otherwise, it would've happened to her."Gabe, turn around," Misha said, who'd taken the syringe with the lube from the cupboard."Best idea ever, hon," he grinned, shuddering for a moment as the cold liquid spread in his gut. "Get me ready for you," Misha whispered, already lying on the bed, putting his hand on Gabriel's neck. Gently, their lips touched, followed by a short but passionate kiss.Where his wife was soft, Misha was hard. He had a beard and muscles. But that didn't bother him. On the contrary, Gabriel loved this variety. He found it exciting, fascinating, and erotic when he could elicit pleasurable sounds from his friend.Carefully, Gabe's teeth brushed Misha's neck down to his nipples, and his tongue moved toward the navel. The loud moan of his friend made him smile, who enjoyed with closed eyes the small bites left on his skin.It's been so damn long since he had a cock in his mouth. But he was so horny and wanted it. At first, a little awkward, but spurred on by the hot sounds of his friend, Gabriel became bolder and did what he liked himself; kept fingering and tasting the salty pleasure drops of the dark-haired man, which made him even hornier. He slipped his lips over the big, hard, heavy cock, allowing the velvety meat to penetrate without gagging.Breathing intensely through his nose, Gabriel focused on changing the pressure of his lips for a moment, realizing that somehow his teeth were in the way. He couldn't get any further in this position, so he slipped back, pressed his tongue against the underside, and ran his tongue tip down the thick vein. She was getting hot and cold by turns, and in her life, the young woman had never felt so ready and could hardly wait to feel the others. If Sam hadn't known this was a premiere for her husband, she could've sworn he'd done it more often. However, he shook his head when she threw a condom at her husband."I want your cum in me."Sam closed her mouth again, which she'd unconsciously opened, and waited for the reaction.
Huh ... okay, you can't get pregnant ... we're all tested; so ... why not?
She nodded to Gabe, who looked at his wife for consent."If you want it, gladly," Misha smirked in agreement, and Gabe threw the condom over his shoulder. "Ready when you are."Samantha knelt by the bed, took a few deep breaths, and looked greedily at the two. They were so incredibly affectionate to each other; that isn't how she knew her husband. Friendly, yes, when the two were shooting together or at the conventions, but this was a real passion, and if someone had told her half a year ago, she probably would've laughed about it.Bit by bit, Misha's cock disappeared into Gabriel's body until both closed their eyes and enjoyed the moment."I'm ready, honey; your part.""I tell you when you're ready," she replied, and Gabriel raised his eyebrows in amusement and looked over his shoulder."Is my mistress here?" He giggled, eliciting a short laugh from Misha."No," Sam grinned, shaking her head. "But I need you even longer." Then she positioned herself behind her husband and let her fingers slide in to stretch him for a few more moments and enjoy that feeling. Misha escaped a loud moan as his throbbing cock was touched."Be gentle with me," Gabriel grinned, turning back to his wife to wrap her in a quick kiss.It wasn't easy. Samantha slipped a few times and reminded herself to rest, not wanting to hurt her husband –– neither of the two. But it wasn't that easy as she had no feeling in that fake cock. The gentlemen became more and more impatient."I can feel you pulsing, Mish. Don't make a premature mistake," Gabriel giggled after these vibrations were transmitted again."I ..." Sam tensely said as Gabe uttered a small scream. "... I'm in … I wanted to say."The fact that she looked into Misha's frightened face didn't make it any easier."Everything okay?" She asked worriedly and laid a hand on Gabe's shoulder."Fuck ... yeah ... in a moment," he muttered, trembling as he drew in air through clenched teeth."Bend a little forward!"Gently, she kissed his sweaty, cold neck. After that, he leaned on Misha's chest with a grunt and asked to continue slowly."You don't need to tell me, Mr. Impatience!"One hand of Misha was on Gabriel's hips, and the other stroked his thigh."Gabe, talk to me!" Samantha worriedly muttered because she couldn't see his face."Alright, I'm fine," he answered calmly, and Misha nodded to her. "Half is done."It consumed tremendously on her nerves. Aroused, she wasn't at that moment; she worried about her husband. Sam had married a real stubborn. What he put in his head had to be done that way. On the other hand, she just admired this determination."Fuck, baby, do that again!" Gabe growled.Misha's moan grew deeper as his testicles slid through her fingers. Her two men were distracted, and she continued bit by bit. Then, another sharp hiss from Gabriel. Samantha couldn't remember ever being so nervous at one of their activities."You did it," she whispered after a few minutes, and he straightened up a bit.Sam put both hands around his upper body, stroking and kissing his neck until a contented grunt was heard."How do you feel?""Like a rubber ring … tense until torn," he grinned, and Misha laughed loudly –– sending renewed vibrations through his body that made Gabe sigh pleasantly. Satisfied, he put his head in the crook of his wife's neck for a moment and then asked to continue slowly. Misha had a more comfortable position. However, it was so tight in the jail that the slightest touch was almost too much, and he'd had to concentrate indefinitely. Gabriel's sweaty hands had almost painfully dug into his chest and kept him from prematurely succumbing to his feelings. He kept eye contact with Gabe the whole time and saw the most different emotions. At some moments, the older man wasn't sure if he hadn't taken over. He felt stretched like never before in his life, not even when his wife's hand was in him.With Samantha doing all the work, he'd made the right choice. He could rely on her; she always stood behind him –– at that moment in the absolute sense of the word. He trusted her completely and was so grateful for the patience and perseverance she had in making his wish come true.The unbelievable tenderness and concern for him brought tears to his eyes. Gradually, Misha became more active and took turns with Sam in silent communication. After a few minutes, Gabe had almost lost his mind and didn't know where to move because Misha's hand was on his cock.With every little movement produced, the longing, the desire, and the arousal burned in their bodies. It got lighter and slipperier, and Sam dared to push harder."I'm ready," Misha gasped, stopping the movement at her behest, closing his eyes, trying to breathe quietly, only giving in to the moment.If it was possible and Samantha had control over it, it was essential to her that everyone came to the climax pretty much at the same time. With her, it took a while."I love you," Sam whispered in her husband's ear, and he leaned back, resting his head on her shoulder and turning for a kiss. That was precisely the touch she had needed, and the room filled with moaning, wheezings, and gasps after a few minutes.With one hand, Samantha rested on Misha; with the other, she clung to her husband, and all enjoyed the last waves of unity.Breathless, she sank to the bed after freeing herself, closed her eyes, and didn't move anymore. The effort of the last hours was noticeable. Only when Gabe lay down next to his wife her eyes open."Awesome," he murmured, beaming wide-eyed at the ceiling. "I love you, Honey ... and I like you too."He put his hand on Misha's chest and nodded to him with a smirk. The dark-haired man took over the task since the other two didn't move."Are you okay?"He put the wet washcloth on his forehead, kissed Gabe on the cheek, and dabbed his face before turning to Samantha."Hm," he replied dreamily and closed his eyes. "I won't be able to sit for the next few days, but it was so fucking worth it." "Put out the light and come back," Sam mumbled wearily."Thank you, baby, for what you did for me today; I love you," Gabe whispered and sank in a deep kiss with his wife before the bed lowered and Misha lay down between them with a big smile."You can smooch all weekend; I hafta go home," he laughed and took Samantha in his arms. "Now I wanna cuddle a bit.""Oh yeah? Cuddle with me!""You're too hairy, and I need something soft now," he replied, kissing his lips quickly before turning back to his friend."How insensitive!" Gabe wailed and crossed his arms over his chest pouting."Come here," his wife replied with a laugh, patting the right side of the bed."Can't move," he mumbled, sighing heavily."Up to you. I won't ask twice," Sam said indifferently, and she couldn't react so quickly as her husband lay next to her. ** In the next chapter …If there's friendship with benefits, that also applies to the family –– right? And the boys didn't make empty promises