(Kol's POV)We held each other close and enjoyed time we rarely had without the kids. Before long, my hands were exploring her like we were teenagers. Her breath told me she was enjoying it."Let's go upstairs" I said. "It's time to finish the bet we made."She stared at me. Her look said it all. Her body was ready for more, but her mind was worried about what I might demand from her. A blow job? Anal sex? Something more kinky? Her thoughts were running wild, and while the passion of the drinks wanted to let go, her conservative upbringing was hanging on. I was loving every minute. I knew tonight was not about me. It was about her, but she had no idea.I followed her upstairs to the bedroom, grabbing her ass several times on the way up. I could tell she was feeling horny, but I could also sense the tension. As we entered the bedroom, she turned, threw her arms around me and asked "what was the bet again?" She was nervous and sizing me up for how far this might go.Sensing the anxiety
(Annabel POV)"I couldn't stop thinking about you on my way home."Kaden smiled as he kissed my lips. Soon we were in the bedroom, completely naked.I smiled against his crotch. His comment further arouses me. "Daddy, couldn't stop imagining fucking my tight little pussy, huh?" My eyes glance up to his. His cock winces beneath my lips and the fabric that conceals it."Jesus, fuck. You know how Daddy can never get enough of your pussy."A smirk lines my lips. He's too much. My hand reaches up to rub his crotch. "But how was the event?""It was good, angel." He groans. "But it wasn't fun without you.""Daddy didn't get to fuck his fuck toy at the event. Is that why?""Yes, baby. That's why the event wasn't as fun as it would've been.""I hate how work kept me from going. But, you have me now. I'm all yours, Daddy.""I sure do, fuck. What am I going to do with you?""Before you claim every inch of me, Daddy, I would like to claim your cock first.""Oh, baby. Mmm, Daddy would love that ve
(Annabel POV)Kaden's lips found mine, and he pulled me in for a kiss. The kiss is filled with so much longing and need. It's as if he hasn't kissed me in forever. His tongue is in my mouth, exploring and hitting my sweet spots that he knows too well to elicit soft moans from me."Fuck, this hard on is not going to go away by itself," he murmurs against my lips, "unless if someone wants to—" He stops mid-sentence to kiss me again. He sucks and tugs on my lower lip. He makes it clear that his cock needs attention, but I can't find the energy in me to give him that attention.With lidded eyes, I protest. "Kaden, I-I can't. I'm so tired, especially from last night. You fucked me so good, and ugh, can't you just go and jerk off instead? Please, let me go back to sle—"My words halt by a kiss from him, and he laughs. "Baby, you know it's not the same when I jerk off." His thumb comes to caress my cheek. "Come on, please, Hubby needs those perfect lips around his cock."I opened my eyes and
(Kol POV)I was fortunate that we had installed a massaging showerhead. It's great after a long workout when you set the jets to massage mode. It's even better when you use it as a handheld massager. I reached up and removed it from the cradle. I switched it to massage mode which changed from a gentle spray to a pulsating massage of water jets.Katerina and I were together in the bathroom as we were about to shower. She was wearing a white laced sports bra and panties. Knowing how good it felt when I use it, I started with her neck and then moved the pulsating jets down the front of her body. As I moved down across her breasts, I refused to pause. Instead I continued down her stomach. I guess she was ticklish because she flinched ever so slightly. I paused, but as she exhaled she said "ummm, keep going."For the next five minutes, I worked the massager from her scalp down her chest across her stomach to her belt line and then back up. Slowly. Methodically. Teasing.Finally, I gave int
(Kaden POV)Work was a grind, and the added responsibilities at the office were a new and heavy weight on my wife. Most days, Annabel arrived home stressed and tired, rolling in just in time for dinner. I had my own stresses, but they actually seemed less. Plus, on most weekdays, I could manage an afternoon nap before I picked up the kids. It was reinvigorating. Once homework and baths were squared away, I would put the kids to bed, then attend to her. I'd fix her a glass of wine or a cocktail if she wanted it, and she would plop her head or feet in my lap while she told me about her day and we watched TV.Now, I've always had a little bit of a foot fetish. Nothing too intense or obsessive, but it was there nevertheless. Rubbing her feet with a little oil or moisturizer became part of our routine. My getting a semi-hard erection while doing so also became a routine part of that act of service. Until one fateful night, she was too distracted by the TV, telling me about her day or simpl
(Katerina's POV)I'm soaking wet as my mind continues to wander in the deepest and darkest part of my psyche. Several erotic images of Kol pervade my mind, and my body shudders at the hotness.Suddenly, a sound halts my erotic reverie, and I'm snapped back to reality. Heavy breathing and panting noises sneak into my ear; immediately, I turn over to face the other side of me, my back facing the window this time.My eyes gaze at him glistening in sweat as the natural light sets on his skin, marked with protruding veins that I crave to trace with my tongue. The sound of his hot breathing resonates at my yearning wet heat. I lick my lips.He slides his black t-shirt past his head, revealing his perfectly toned and chiseled body that nearly makes my heart drop from the insane amount of gorgeousness it emits. His tongue grazes his lips and I'm dripping wet just as he is with his sweat."Good morning, beautiful," He says huskily.The butterflies dance and flutter faster in my stomach from hi
(Katerina's POV)My face is at Kol's crotch as he was driving. His fingers abandon my entrance. My hand rubs his bulge, feeling his hard on. I look up to his eyes and notice they darken with lust. His jeans are unzipped, then his thick cock is pulled out from his boxer briefs. I stroke it slowly, still eyeing his expressions.He bites his lower lip and moans."Is this what Daddy wants from his baby girl? Daddy's cock needs some attention, huh?" My thumb swirls the tip of his member, accumulating the liquid that seeps from the slit."Fuck, yes, Daddy's cock always needs the attention from his baby girl. Please, sweetheart."I persist in stroking his shaft slowly, building up his pleasure."You're so hot when you beg for me, Daddy. Do it again, please.""Shit, baby, you're going to make me come. Daddy needs those perfect lips around his cock, please."My lips encompass his length and my head bobs, savoring it with my tongue. He grows harder in my mouth and I slide his cock to hit the ba
(Annabel POV)As I entered his private office, Kaden was obviously absorbed in whatever he was doing, so I stood quietly just inside the door for a couple of minutes before he spun his chair around and looked at me with a smile. I could feel the blood filling my cheeks as he grinned at me. "You're done all ready love? Good girl… Come here," he said as he motioned to his lap by patting his hand on his leg. He chuckled at the way I was walking as I approached him. I sat gently on his lap as he placed one arm around my waist and kissed my cheek softly. I closed my eyes and rested my cheek against his shoulder. I felt a shiver travel through my body as he caressed my back and my waist and I just melted into his tenderness. He reached down and began to stroke my thighs and as his hand made its way to my inner thighs I jumped slightly when he brushed against the clothespins. "Is your pussy uncomfortable?" He asked. I didn't make a sound as I squirmed a little on his lap. "Here baby, let me
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a