Take It... It's Yours. Ch. 02

The biggest misconception my friends had of my relationship with my son's best friend is they thought he was dominant, which wasn't really the case at all.

It was true that I had given him the lead in our relationship. I gave it freely and more than willingly. I had spent the last twenty or so years with decision making and responsibility and wanted no part of it at that moment.

I enjoyed following his directives. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as he was giving me. He never disciplined me, although he would frequently smack my ass if it happened to be in his path and I most assuredly made sure that it often was. I always took it as a show of appreciation of it's particular size and shape.

In my opinion he spoiled me and I endeavored to spoil him back. I was submissive in the fact that he could have me in any way of his choosing. I would deny him nothing, and I mean nothing. But he never demanded anything of me, he directed me and I loved him for it.

I believe I would have even endured discipline if he truly felt the need to administer it. But he was never refused and certainly never disappointed purposely and he never suggested anything like it.

If he left clothes out for me to wear than I wore them. If he desired me in a particular sexual position then that was the position he got. If he wanted his cock in my mouth then in my mouth it went. It all seemed simple enough to me.

Until......

It was my own fault. I talked and talked about how gloriously happy I was with my best friend. She was very successful, blonde and extraordinarily beautiful. She was single because no man was good enough for her, nor could they keep up.

I didn't realize the seeds I were planting in her mind. The more I spoke of our incredible love life the more she intrigued she became. It just never occurred to me until it was too late.

It started over drinks like most things do. Marcia and I met often and she hadn't shunned me when she found out about my young lover like my other friends had. She was entirely supportive.

She encouraged me to talk of him. I told her again and again about the incredible sexual experiences we shared. Over drinks she asked to meet him and I was flattered by the request.

She came over one night to meet him. She looked well in her tight business suit. She said she had run late and had no time to go home and change. We lounged on the porch and had drinks.

Brian was the perfect gentleman. His attention never strayed from me. He gave my friend the attention she deserved as my guest but no more. I noticed her trying to get his attention but I shrugged it off because that was how she always was. She had to be the center. It never really bothered me.

She had too much to drink and spent the night in the guestroom. In the morning she had on a short robe of mine. She looked incredibly hot. I had always admired her and in college even experimented a bit with her.

I noticed him look. I didn't blame him. She was something to behold. I didn't realize at the time how calculated her mannerisms were. Bending over the counter with her robe riding up to show the hint of the prize underneath. Smiling at him in that flirty way of hers. The way she carried herself about the room as if she owned it. She had such an aire about her. Like she was above everyone and everything.

Once she left I was as horny as could be and asked him if he would like to take a shower. He smiled and took my hand.

After watching Marcia in my tiny robe all morning I wanted to be fucked hard and he did not disappoint.

After pulling me in for a wonderfully hard kiss while his hands explored my backside he turned me to face away from him and pressed me forward. I laid my hands against the tile as his cock pressed into my excited pussy.

His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me hard onto his beautiful cock. I cried out in delight over and over as he pumped me hard.

My orgasms came quickly as they always did with him. Once they started they did not stop until he did. It was intensely euphoric. It was as if he was made specifically for me. I know that sounds ridiculous but he was just so perfect at satisfying my every desire.

I was panting hard when he pulled out of me. He spun me and pushed me to my knees and spewed his cum all over my face. I smiled, adoring the depravity of it. I dutifully grabbed and sucked the remaining cum from his cock. Swallowing whatever he gave me.

After we cleaned and dressed my curiosity could not take it any longer.

"You have never done that before," I said.

He smiled in that heart stopping way of his.

"That was for lusting after your friend this morning."

I giggled.

"She makes sure everyone knows she's the most beautiful in the room."

He pulled me to him.

"She was not the most beautiful."

Oh how he made my pussy squirm and my heart soar when he said such things.

"Keep talking like that and I'll need another shower."

"You are insatiable," he replied.

"When you are around I most certainly am. And I noticed you looking at her as well."

"She made sure of that, didn't she?"

'She most definitely did,' I thought.

The next time I met Marcia she 'casually' suggested a threesome. That should have given me pause but instead all I thought about was getting my hands on her incredible body and how much my Brian might appreciate having us both at once. I wanted so much to please him. Maybe too much.

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Brian

Michelle approached me about the threesome. Of course I agreed. Two beautiful grown ass women at the same time. Both beyond sexy. I am only human. I'd have to be crazy to say no.

But I did have my concerns. Michelle was everything to me. I basically grew up in that house and it felt like home to me. She wasn't my mother but she felt just as special. I wouldn't let anyone come between us.

I watched Michelle coming from the bedroom. She looked amazing in the black dress, nylons and shoes I left out for her. Is there anything so sexy as a beautiful woman finishing getting ready for a night? If there is I have yet to see it.

My eyes were glued to her curvy hips as she strode towards me. She stopped before me with her hands on them. I reluctantly tore my eyes away.

"You forgot to leave out something for me to wear underneath this lovely dress, mister."

I smiled.

"Did I?"

"Oh, you are a naughty, naughty boy," she said as she stepped between my legs.

I wrapped my arms around her intoxicating shape. I looked up, pausing briefly at her breasts, then to her smiling face.

"Would you have me any other way?" I asked.

"Not a chance," she answered.

Her phone rang and I watched her ass cheeks move up and down as she strode to get it. She turned halfway and smiled when she saw where my eyes were.

"Oh, you are naughty tonight. Something in particular got you excited?"

"The only thing I need for that is right in front of me," I replied.

Her smile widened as she turned to pick up her phone.

"Marcia suggests we go to her house. She says to mention she has a hot tub.*

"No," I replied.

She related my answer to her friend.

"She is wondering if there is any particular reason?"

I just smiled and walked onto the porch.

I soon felt her body pressed against me. She was just so incredibly perfect. Her friend would come, I had no doubt of that, but I'd be damned if we jumped through any hoops for it. I wanted to know if she would jump. I didn't imagine she had ever had to before.

I stepped away from her and sat on the railing facing her. I spread my legs wide making room for her. She smiled at the gesture and stepped to me. I pulled her lips to mine, her taste was exquisite, her smell intoxicating.

"You've messed up my lipstick," she said giggling but did not leave my embrace.

"That was the idea," I replied.

Soon enough we heard the doorbell and Michelle ran to the bathroom while I made my way to the door.

I opened it to find a very well looking Marcia. She was wearing a tight red dress that fit her perfectly. Her hair and makeup flawless.

"How do I look?" she asked with a pert little smile upon her face.

"Lovely," I replied. "Are you coming in?"

She sauntered past me. I looked to her ass and it was indeed something to behold. She turned and smiled, apparently glad to have caught my attention.

"You don't like hot tubs?"

"Maybe another time. Can I get you a glass of wine?"

"Please, where is Michelle?"

"She's fixing her lipstick. I ruined it just before you arrived."

I went to the bar and poured three glasses of wine. I picked one up and brought it to her.

"You aren't drinking yours?" she asked.

"I'll wait for Michelle," I answered.

I wanted to make sure she understood who the third wheel was tonight.

She smiled but not in an honest way and moved about the room. She appeared to be trying to read the situation. Michelle came in and hugged her friend then came to me. I handed her her glass and smiled at the obvious joy on her face.

"I'm so nervous," she said to break the tension.

"Are you nervous?" Marcia asked me.

"Should I be?" I answered.

She turned to Michelle.

"You were right about him."

"What was she right about?" I asked.

Marcia looked me dead in the eyes.

"She said you could make a woman's pussy quiver with just a look."

I stared right back.

"Is your pussy quivering, Marcia?"

"Ever since you opened the door."

I looked her up and down.... slowly. She did seem nervous. I thought perhaps I was wrong to worry. Perhaps all would be well.

They sat on the sofa facing each other and I took the chair across from them. What a pretty picture they made giggling and chatting. Their dresses rode up a little exposing a little more leg for me to admire. I wondered what Marcia was wearing underneath.

When I raised my eyes to theirs they were both looking at me with serious expressions.

"Something we can help you with?" Marcia asked.

"I was wondering what lies beneath that lovely dress of yours."

She smiled, honestly this time.

"You could come find out," she answered.

I looked to Michelle.

"Would you find out for me, honey?"

Michelle put her glass down and stood. Marcia stood as well. Michelle went behind her and unzipped the dress and pulled it to the floor.

She was wearing a red bra that ran underneath her large breasts but did not cover them and black stockings that attached to something lace that hung just below her belly. Her mound was shaved bare and the top of her slit was visible. Her thighs were muscular and there was an adorable little gap just below her crotch. She was breathtaking.

I sat and swirled my drink and stared for a long moment cataloging every inch of her in my brain.

"Can I take your silence as approval?" she asked.

"You are beautiful," I told her.

"Thank you so very much, kind sir. Would you like me to undress this lovely lady beside me?"

She did just that at my nod.

"You aren't wearing anything underneath?" she asked.

"Someone didn't leave anything else out for me. Except the nylons. He does seem to like those."

"I'll remember that," Marcia answered.

"Sit," I said. "I'm enjoying the view."

They both sat and began to kiss. Softly at first, their hands in their laps. My cock sprung to life. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen and the night was young yet.

Their kiss grew more intense and their hands began to explore each other's bodies. They each moaned softly. It was Marcia who eventually broke the kiss and worked her way down Michelle's neck and breasts.

She turned toward me and smiled before taking her nipple in her mouth. She whispered into Michelle's ear and they both got down on the floor and crawled to me.

Michelle unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock and stroked it softly up and down while Marcia immediately began sucking it's head. My eyes remained on them as they took turns sucking me up and down. Before they would switch turns they would kiss and grope each other at least partly for my benefit, I assumed.

I had had enough and I stood holding out my hands to each. They each placed their hands in mine and I guided them to the bed. Marcia removed her accessories while I removed my clothes. They both left their stockings on which I appreciated.

I pulled Marcia, by the legs towards me, and began kissing my way up her leg. I'll admit I was anxious to taste her. She lay flat against the bed and Michelle positioned her pussy just above her mouth facing me and I could see her tongue dart out for a taste.

I smiled at Michelle as she put her head back and sighed before I reached the flesh of her inner thigh. I soon tasted Marcia for the first time. Her scent was amazing and I stroked her pussy up and down with my tongue. I felt her jerk when I found her clit. I stroked it from different angles until I found the one her body could not resist.

Her body went rigid and she cried out while she orgasmed. I gave her a minute to gather herself and pulled her up.

"What was it that Michelle told you that made you want to be here so much?" I asked.

"What?" she stuttered.

I looked into her eyes and stroked her soft hair.

"What is it that you really want?" I asked.

I could see the change in her countenance. This woman was a predator.

"Fuck me hard," she said.

I smiled and turned her over. I pointed with my head to Michelle to position herself beneath her. Marcia was still up on her hands when I slapped her beautiful ass hard.

"Eat her pussy well," I said. "And then you will have what you came for."

I almost laughed at the shocked face of Michelle. Marcia immediately moved her lips to her pussy and licked it up and down.

I entered her slowly. I wanted to get a feel of her. She did feel amazing, I reluctantly had to admit. I worked her smoothly at first. I wanted to tease her.

I made sure to go deep inside her but didn't increase my speed. She lifted her head.

"Harder," she demanded.

I brought my hand back down hard on her ass.

"You forgot to say please," I told her.

"Please," she cried.

I stood up straight and pulled her up and pressed her against me. I fondled both her breasts while she breathed heavily in and out.

"You will remember that word in the future," I said to her ear.

"Yes.... yes.... I will," she answered. "I promise," she added at my hesitation.

I gently lowered her face to Michelle's pussy and waited for her to continue. Michelle seemed beyond excited and soon came all over her friend's face.

I plunged my cock into her and fucked her hard this time. I pulled her ass forcefully into me. I slapped her ass with my body as if it had insulted me. She grunted and cried out. This was what she obviously came for.

I continued to fuck her until her orgasm came. She pulled her head back and got eerily quiet. She then began stuttering unintelligible sounds, and finally screamed loudly as her orgasm ripped through her.

She collapsed on the bed and I looked to Michelle's shocked face and winked. I climbed up and pulled her on top of me. I leaned against the headboard and let her ride me as she wished.

I woke in the morning with two very lovely ladies draped across me. I slipped into the shower and got dressed. I went out on the porch with a coffee. The sun was low and the air crisp.

Marcia came out next in the robe she had worn the last time she was here. She sat on the railing giving me a nice view up her thigh. She noticed where my eyes went. She was a woman used to those kind of looks, I was sure of that.

"That was something," she said.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

She giggled and shook her head.

"Very much."

"I'm glad," I answered.

Michelle came out and asked her friend if she wanted coffee. She said she did and I watched Michelle walk back into the house. She looked sexy in her pajama shorts and half shirt.

Marcia was looking at me when I turned back to her.

"You guys really have something special," she said.

"I think so."

"So does Michelle. I have never seen her so happy," she replied.

"I do try," I said.

I could see her doing the calculations in her head. She didn't know where she fit. I wasn't entirely sure either but I knew what I wanted and that was currently making the coffee.

Michelle came out with coffee and I pulled her into my lap. Marcia drank hers in silence watching us with a peculiar look on her face then went to take a shower.