It wasn't supposed to be written, but how you guys asked for it on your reviews, I decided to try and see what happen. I feel a little whorish for writting this, I don't know where I found such a dirty ideas... Anyway, hope you enjoy them ;)
I'm going to thanks aggie again for helping me with this :)
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She lied beside him on the bed, her nails scratching his muscular chest. They were sweating and breathless, their sexes still throbbing from their last encounter. Will felt her purring on his ear; she was always like a pussy cat after being take care of; always looking for his pampering.
His fingertips explored her freckled naked back to reach the curve of her bottom, and his other hand played with the sensitive skin behind the knee of her leg wrapping his waist.
They had been like that for a while when she started pressing soft, gentle kisses on his jaw line. It felt stubble and Emma loved it. There wasn't anything sexier than a rough man. She was in love with the feeling of his hairy body against her smooth one. Her breasts brushed his pecs as she straddled his hips. She pressed one final kiss on his mouth before looking at him.
"Hi...", How could she be so seductive just a monosyllabic word and eyelashes batting?
His thumbs caressed her navel as she bit her lower lip, implicitly was asking him to do so.
"Hi..." his hand travelled to her bust and kneaded it "... sexy lady." She laughed at her nick name and let her weight fell over his.
"I think... I think you should go, Will" she didn't want him to, but Carl might be back soon.
They had spent the weekend together, mostly in her bed because she had proposed it. And although it was supposed to be only Friday evening, it had prolonged for the three days her husband was gone to Chicago for some exhibition.
Now, he was coming home and his wife was still in bed with her lover.
"I don't think so" he reached her behind and squeezed it.
"We´ll get in trouble"
"You will get into troubles because you are a bad girl, Emma, a bad spouse." He couldn't help spanking her, leaving a red mark on her cheek. A surprised gasp escaped her throat.
"Will!" she exclaimed, slightly turned on by his sudden display of dominance and the ministrations that followed it. How well his fingers found the way to the place that made her vulnerable…
"I actually want..." his husky voice started as a whisper on her ear "...him to come and find you like that, Emma. I want him to see his wife giving herself to another man." One finger slipped inside her, making her moan his name. That was all she could say; his name, Will. "Don't you want it, Em? Aren't you tired of secrets and lies?" he pumped it faster, and her nails dug in his shoulders. "Maybe, he likes sharing you with me after all." The finger curled inside her.
"Oh, yes!" Emma writhed above him in pleasure, her hips moving, looking for more of his magic.
"Emma? Are you home?"
He could feel her starting climax forming around him, so another finger was added.
"Sweetie?"
Then she came undone, calling Will's name at loud while her husband finally found the way to her. She was too busy dealing with her own fabulous pleasure to notice the look of unbelieving in Carl's face neither his hard erection growing inside his jeans. Actually, did that matter? She felt amazing right then so the smile couldn't be hidden when she finally rested her gaze on him and greeted with cheerful and lusty voice.
"Hi, baby! You're home!"
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Emma didn't know how they had ended up like that. Not that she was complaining... at least, not in that moment. It was overwhelming; like nothing she had tried before…
"Ahh..." she groaned, looking for something to clutch. Her hand found Will's curls and gripped them in a fist, not concerned that maybe it hurt him. "Oh, Gosh!" She pulled her lover even closer, his mouth licking and sucking her neck fiercely, leaving red marks that would be purple by the end of the night. Meanwhile, Carl kept her hips buried on the mattress so she couldn't move them as he worked. Her legs clapped together when a wave of pleasure travelled across every nerve of her. She was madly close in the moment he stopped.
Emma snorted unsatisfied and Will laugh was wet on her skin.
"Not yet, darling" It was Carl's voice, and his hands lifted her up. "Come on here."
She gazed at Will, confused, looking for his approval. He seemed to be having a lot of fun too.
Carl pulled her hand on his belt so she understood the instructions and unbuckled, slowly. The anticipation of the following events made her body tingle already. What would Carl do to her? With Will. Would they take her at the same time? She wanted to know how it felt, so badly. Two men, just for her. Gosh, it was a sin.
She couldn't handle the desire of touching his hardness though the fabric of his boxers while her free hand got rid of his shirt.
They had done it so many times before but never in front of another person; they had never kissed like that while Will sat on their bed, caressing himself, saying how fucking hot she looked right then.
His fingers dug deep on the skin on her thigh when he raised it to his. This way, he was able to thrust his need against her pulsating sex. Again, she was being vulnerable to the satisfaction.
"Carl..." she moaned in his mouth, asking him to fuck her for once for all.
He turned her around, so she was face to face with Will now. She wasn't sure if she had seen him more turned on before. Well, perhaps when he spied them from the threshold some weeks ago.
Carl pushed her lower back down, bending her forward. Her hand found a support spot on Will's knees when her husband slipped inside her for the first time that night. But the fire of the encounter made her arms weak, not able to keep it together for too long. He was being rough, like trying to punish her for her adultery. But she was enjoying it so much... even Will was. Her head was guided by his hand closer to him, to his erection. This way, Emma took her lover in her mouth, pumping in and out under Carl´s rhythm. She felt so desired...
"Do you like it, honey?" her husband asked from behind. "Is that what make you satisfied?" he moved faster, gaining a deep moan from her filled throat.
Will's finger gripped her messy hair, taking control of the situation, finding the pace he wanted. It wasn't the first time he felt Emma's lips around him; he loved when she offered to do this for him, sometimes, even without asking permission.
"Or is it still not enough?" Sure it was enough. She was so close to climax, she was going to come and see stars behind her eyelids. She began clamping around her husband when Carl pulled out of her; he wasn't giving it to her.
"Carl!" she cried exasperatedly.
"Why would you resign just with me when you can fuck Schuester too?" The teacher hadn't lost a second to lay her on the edge of the bed and bite the inside of the leg. Hard. He was just as turned on as her. "Don't you want him, Ems? Why don't you tell him?" Will was taking so long...
"Oh, fuck me now, Will!" she took him on her hand and pulled his hardness the deeper she could. Still, it wasn't enough. Not at all. That was the reason they turned over so Emma as ridding his hips up and down, back and forward. "Right there" she groaned, Will's hand on her hips, moving her faster, thrusting harder while her husband slapped her butt again, encouraging her to ride the man like crazy.
"Slow down, baby" Will forced her to stop. Easily, he lifted her and laid her on the edge of the bed again. Her leg closed and he rested them against his chest, he kissed her ankle before starting to move within her, slowly but powerful. Carl gripped her hands over her head and bit her parted lips. "Does it feel good, Emma?" Her moans were deep, and she felt her orgasm close again but it was denied to her when Will came inside her without waiting for her, just like Carl had done before. It felt warm and good, but not enough.
"Will!" she opened her eyes and looked at him, who was coming closer to her to kiss her swollen mouth. He wasn't like that, he always take care of her needs.
She didn't know both men did that on purpose, like a little payback for forcing them to share her perfect lips.
"It´s not over yet, my pet." Will's whispered lustily against her ear. My pet, it sounded so possessive to Emma, so passionate. She loved when Will made her feel like his.
"Please, don't stop touching me."
"It wasn't my intention." His hands hadn't left her ribs cage, either his mouth hers. Moreover, she could feel Carl's ministrations on her lower half. His teeth found their way to her toes and his tongue slipped between them.
When Will's lips went on her collarbone, she closed her eyes and clutched the pillow next to her head, relaxing every muscle of her tiny body.
Emma wasn't expecting that so she cried out.
"GOSH!" her back arched with the feeling of two fingers with different owners inside her. They moved with their own pace; rough and straight, slow and curly. Will went to her aroused breasts; he knew how to play with them as Carl knew how to kiss the inner spot of her knee or touch her nub of nerves.
Too much, too good. Why hadn't she done that before?
Bucking her hips was impossible, they didn't let her control their movements at all. So Emma just lay there, while two pair of everything made take her body to the edge of explosion. The heat was already burning her insides and, soon, it spread through every single inch of flesh.
She cried again, louder than before, her body writhing uncontrollable on the bed. It was the best climax of her entire life, undoubtedly; powerful, breath-taking, long. So long that she thought it would last forever.
Emma curled, looking for the warmness of somebody else's body while bliss ran down her own shaking one. They cuddled with her, wet fingers brushing the ginger hair off her face.
"You see, baby. We never forget about you."
"Ever."
She was loved and desired, much enough not to mind about sharing her. She liked it.
She tossed and turned a bit more, then closed her eyes and purred.
"My pussy cat" she heard Will whisper on the ear before falling sleep.
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