Page 36 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
A soft light comes on and I can now see Matty more clearly, straddling my body looking down into my eyes. “It’s ok Rose Petal; I brought my special girl a gift for ruining her evening plans,” I hear James’ voice from across the room.
I tilt my head to the right and see James seated in the chair in our bedroom which is usually loaded up with clothes I always need to put away. He has a rum on ice, his shirt is open, and his tie is hanging around his neck loosely.
“Is this ok?” Matty asks me in a low whisper.
Turning back to look at Matty, this is the second time his visit has caught me completely by surprise and again I must look like a deer in headlights. His eyes implore me to say yesand my body has no intention of saying no, so I reply in a breathy whisper, simply, “Yes.”
“Kiss my wife to show her how sorry I am about ruining our plans, will you Matty,” requests James who sounds unusually relaxed in the chair.
Obeying James, Matty leans in and kisses me lightly on the lips, coaxing my mouth open for his. I feel his large, naked chest lowered over mine and his hard cock resting over my stomach. I move my arms up to circle his neck wanting to touch his skin and feel him without restraint. I run my fingers through his hair as I open and feel his tongue find mine for the first time in our lives. I know we’ve fucked twice but not once did I feel his lips on mine. Him kissing me under the watching eyes of my husband feels erotic. Our tongues lap together caressing and yearning for more. I feel it from him, I feel it from myself, a yearning to entwine and consume.
We take our time like we’ve got all the time in the world to enjoy each other and savour this moment that James has allowed his best friend to share my lips for the first time. Will it be the last time? Quite possibly. I don’t want our shared kiss to end as Matty deepens it and my body hums with need and electricity travels my nervous system. I hold his head closer to me as my body begins to move under his.
He begins to rub his cock at my stomach but not too hard that he’s stabbing me with it. He’s rock hard and leaking over my silk nightdress. I break away from our kiss to ask James, “Please, James, can Matty fuck me now?”
“I think we had better ask Matty that question. Matty, are you up for fucking my wife?
“Yes,” rasps Matty, desire thick in his voice.
“I would bet she has no panties on and is dripping for you. Check for me,” commands James.
I feel Matty reach down and rub one finger through my sopping wet pussy. “Show me Matty,” requests James. Withouttaking his eyes from mine, Matty raises his finger to show James.
“Suck it and then fuck her,” instructs James and that is music to my ears. I long to have Matty inside of me. I feel a magnetic pull towards him like no one other than my husband. Matty raises his finger to his mouth and slowly lowers the finger onto his tongue and sucks deeply never breaking eye contact with me. I raise up and lick at his mouth to taste his finger at the same time. Pulling it out of his mouth, he pushes it into mine and I suck the flavour of myself off him.
Lowering my head back onto the pillow, Matty follows me down, kissing and raising my nightdress up. I shudder when I feel him nudge at my entrance, sparks of delight and anticipation race through my body right down to my clit as desire floods my core, ready for his entrance. Matty’s lips do not leave mine as he carefully nudges into my opening, kissing me like he owns my mouth, my body and my soul. He’s devouring my mouth as I stretch to accommodate his size and length.
Breaking the kiss, I raise my head back to let out a moan as Matty feeds himself into me until I’m full of him. “Give me back your mouth,” he growls, the words sending blood pulsing straight to my pussy. I come back to him, and he rocks inside of me, slowly, deliciously. I never want our combined bodies to ever break away. Matty’s tongue laps at mine more heatedly as I feel the pressure of him over my body and inside of me. Pleasure coiling tight from every lap of this tongue and stroke of his cock, hitting me in all the right places. My arms wrap tight around his body as I begin to build higher and higher, getting closer and closer to the glorious place he is taking me.
“Matty,” I moan, pulling away to barely say his name before he’s consuming my mouth, sucking the air from my lungs as my climax bursts through my body and shatters all around me. Pleasure ripples from every nerve ending of my body as Matty releases my mouth to moan out his climax as he stills and coatsmy insides with hot ropes of come. He lowers his head to my shoulder, letting his cock pulse inside of me as we both pant in unison trying to catch our breath and slow our thumping hearts. After a few minutes, Matty kisses sweet little kisses along my shoulder and up my neck, back to my mouth and then breathes, “I could never get enough of your mouth cupcake.”
“Speaking of your mouth Rose Petal…” We both turn, startled that we’d forgotten James was still in the room. “I need it over here before I blow my load and waste all this come from where it belongs. Don’t clean up, I want Matty’s come dripping out of your pussy as you suck down mine.”
Matty climbs off me and lies on the bed breaking our connection. Obediently, I climb out of the bed, walk towards my husband and get to my knees. He’s sitting relaxed with his legs wide as I undo the belt and the button and zip of his trousers and reach in for his straining cock. James places the empty glass down on our chest of drawers and lifts my nightdress off me. He strokes my hair and I lower down onto his cock trying to take him down in one go.
Matty groans from behind me, I can hear the slick sound of his hand pumping up and down his cock as I gag around James.
“I think Matty is enjoying you sucking me down Rose Petal, he does have the best view of your arse and his come leaking down your thighs.” His filthy words spur me on as I suck up and down, hollowing my cheeks, swirling my tongue along the underside of his cock.
James’ legs begin to quiver around me. He holds my head in place and starts to fuck my mouth in fast thrusts chasing his high until he roars, “Fuckkkk Rosie, you’re fucking perfect!” I try not to gag on the come hitting the back of my tongue and trying to slide down my throat. Behind me I hear a choked groan as Matty finishes. I raise my head and look into the familiar baby blue eyes of my husband, although they are nowbloodshot, and he clearly needs to get some rest. I turn to look at Matty but he’s no longer on the bed. Sadness sweeps over me for a moment before he’s back from my ensuite holding toilet paper. Kneeling behind me, he begins to mop me up having already cleaned himself up.
“I will never not enjoy watching my come leak out of your pussy, Rosie,” Matty whispers in my ear as his touch sets my body alight for him once again.
We share a heated look of want and desire.
“Did your night improve my darling?” asks James, breaking our connection.
“Very much so,” I confirm and can’t hide the wide grin I share with James and Matty.
Matty clears his throat. “I need to go,” he says looking at me, “thank you for tonight.”
Blushing slightly, I reply, “Thank you for tonight, thank both of you for tonight,” I correct. And then I boldly say, “I hope we can do it again sometime soon.”
Matty’s eyes light up and his lips move into a genuine smile, “Whenever your husband gives me permission, I’ll be round here in an instant,” he says playfully as we all stand to look at each other.
“See Rose Petal, told you he likes fucking you,” James says as he sways slightly.
“Ok mister, we need to get you into bed,” I say giggling, putting my arm around his waist to hold him steady as his cock hangs out from between his open flies.
