I told Rex, “Tonight, you must act the stroke.” He had shown reluctance earlier, and I feared he might balk. Thus far, he hadn’t let his fears stop him from obtaining his bodily needs. “I trust you will fall into a natural rhythm.”
I slipped my arm from around Eleanor and guided her hands back to the bed. The scar on her back looped around her hip, the end slightly puckered. She had been self-conscious of it, thus I resisted the need to trace it with my finger. I leaned over her torso, carefully balancing my weight on one arm. “Get ready for the ride of your life,” I said.
Her throaty laugh answered my comment.
Rex began to set the rhythm with slow, sensual thrusts.
“Are you doing all right?” I asked Eleanor. I was forever cognizant of her needs and confirmed she was on board with everything we did. I had ulterior motives, wanting to convince her that our arrangement would work. Thus far, she seemed willing to try whatever I suggested.
“I have never been lovelier.”
“How are you faring?” Rex gripped my hips, his cock filling me until I wasn’t sure where he ended, and I began.
“Bloody perfect.” If asked, I couldn’t describe the sensations. It was as if I was being pleasured both inside and out. Since that fateful night at Oxford, I’d wondered what the outcome would have been had we gone a step further than we did. Would we have been lovers all this time, or would an affair have ruined our friendship?
“I echo that sentiment.” Eleanor stared at me over her shoulder, her eyes shining with affection. I knew she loved me, but in what manner was up in the air. We had been friends far too long not to develop some affection for each other. She dropped her head between her arms as I played with her nipple.
Our position made it impossible to do what I wanted most, to kiss both of them. “Rex, I would like to change positions.”
“If that is your wish.” He withdrew from me, and I stood upright. Eleanor hadn’t moved yet, and the sight of her glistening cunny lifted to my perusal almost did me in. She twisted her torso and settled her bottom on the mattress, affording me a different view of her lithe body.
I grabbed the slender dildo and the oil from where Rex left them on the side table, grinning at him. “Do you trust me?”
He shook his head, indecision marking his brow. “It is not about trust.”
“I promise, you will enjoy it.” I ached to return to our play but wanted to show him what I was experiencing. Eleanor placed her arm behind her head on the pillow, her half-lidded eyes watching us.
Rex still looked a bit skeptical yet eager at the same time. “I will have to take your word for it.”
“Yes, you will. We promised no restrictions on our passions,” Eleanor reminded us.
“You are right. I am curious to be sure, and it looks much less intimidating than that,” he said, pointing to my erection.
Laughing, I moved behind him, my need great. “Kiss your wife while I prepare you. Tell me if you wish for me to stop, and I will.”
“Thank you.” He bent over Eleanor, his tongue dipping into her mouth. Resting my palm on his taut backside, I teased his center with my fingertip. I watched with pleasure as their kiss became more passionate. He dug his fingers into her hair, their tongues gliding in and out of each other’s mouths. Low moans emanated from him, a good sign. I slid the dildo into his tightness, careful not to be too aggressive or move too fast.
Rex arched his back, the muscles of his legs quivering at my ministrations.
“How are you faring?” I didn’t wish to hurt him. “This is supposed to be pleasurable.
“I am faring very well,” Rex said, releasing Eleanor’s mouth. I leaned in and caught his lips with mine, moving the dildo in and out with slow, measured strokes. My first time being buggered had been a mixture of pleasure and pain. I soon got used to it and discovered that it was nirvana.
Lifting my head, I caressed his cheek before lying back on the bed, my knees lifted and spread to accommodate Rex. Our eyes locked, passion smoldered in his stare. He leaned over me, his cock breaching my center once more. My own rested between us. Thus far, the night was everything I had anticipated and more. I reached behind him and began to move the dildo to match his thrusts.
“Here, let me help.” Eleanor rolled off the bed, the nipples on her bare breasts delectable buds. With a sensual grin, she moved beside Rex and pushed my fingers aside to pleasure Rex with the dildo. “Tell me if I am hurting you,” she said.
“You are not hurting me.” Rex’s lifted up to grip my cock, his thrusts becoming frantic. His usual control seemed to have left him. The pressure of his hand on my cock increased until I was ready to burst. There was no denying the special spark igniting between us.
“I told you it was very pleasurable,” I teased. My breath came in pants, my cock ready to burst. “Once again, you failed to heed my advice.”
“You’re such a prat.” Rex arched his neck, every tendon standing out. He spunked hard, his body convulsing inside mine from the force of his desire. I watched him fall onto the mattress beside me.
Depositing the dildo on the bedside table, Eleanor returned to the bed and replaced Rex’s hand on my cock with her own. Her lovely breasts on display, she knelt on all fours to run her tongue up and down my shaft. She’d lost her inhibitions, and the sensual woman had taken over. I thumbed her nipple, the bud silky under my fingertip. Not to be forgotten, Rex began to lick and suck his way along my chest, his lazy smile full of satisfaction. My lovers bombarded me with their combined attention, my chest rising, begging for everything they had to give.
For years, I dreamed about what it would be like to be with both of them. Never had I anticipated it would be together. With a cry of my own, I allowed pleasure to overtake me. I gasped for air, my release bursting forth in intense vibrations. Being with them was like coming home.
Rex stretched out next to Eleanor, his naked body pale in the dim light. For most of our friendship, we were on the rowing team and performed the sport almost daily. It had sculpted his body and defined his lean muscles. Time had been kind to him.
