FINALLY I got this chapter done, hope you enjoy it!
Warnings: Lesbian Sex, First Time, Naughty Words!
#Breyton #Leyton
I do not own One Tree Hill
Thank you for reading
"So how is Lucas, is everything okay?" Brooke smirked.
"He's going out with 'the guys' tonight..." I rolled my eyes towards the phone. "… and he's not picking up my calls"
"Don't worry, He's probably busy picking up girls with his wingman Julian" She laughed.
"Sure" I smiled.
"I'm serious, they like to bet on who would end up with more phone numbers." Brooke teased me.
"Remember when we used to play that game, we were like sixteen!?"
"Yes, but you don't want to challenge me now Peyton, my game's improved" My friend said, shamelessly cupping her breasts through her blouse."
"Oh my god Brooke" I laughed with her. I loved Brooke and the fact that she never missed a chance to act like a total slut.
"Peyton, I have to show you this boots" Brooke said, pulling a catalog in front of her. She started browsing through it and then handled the printed list to me. "I think your vocalist would love those!"
"Yeah" I agreed. "Brooke, I can't thank you enough. Without your help, I would be so far behind" I said. Producing a series of concerts around America is a lot of work. Thankfully, I have the best friend in the world and she volunteer to help me with the costume designs.
"Don't worry, P. Sawyer, I'll think of a way you can return the favor." Brooke responded.
"Anything you want," I smiled.
"You can lend me Lucas for a couple hours," Brooke said. My shock must have been all over my face, and then she added, "I've been after Julian to put some old furniture up in the attic and he could use a hand."
"Oh, sure, Lucas will be happy to help." We have been friends for many years but a couple of months ago, something happened that changed everything. It all started with a couples' night out and some joke about swapping partners. Somehow, that joke turned very serious, and Brooke ended up in bed with Lucas, while Julian and I screwed in another room. After that night, there was no doubt that we were kind of a foursome, although we didn't know exactly what that meant.
"What did you think I meant, Peyton?" Brooke raised her eyebrows.
"Nothing," I mumbled.
She fixed me with her eyes. Brooke wasn't going to let me off the hook.
"What if I…" Before she could end up her sentence, we were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Hi, can I come in?" Her assistant, who she insists has a thing for me, came to my rescue.
"Here ya go, Brooke" The guy gave me a steady look as he came in the office before sorted some drawings and materials onto the desk. "So what are you girls up to on a Friday night?"
"Not much" Brooke said, half smiling. This guy couldn't take his eyes off my legs.
"How about you?" The man nudged me. "I'm meeting some friends at Tric tonight. Want to come?"
I watched his jaw work as he painfully waited for a response. I felt bad for him, knowing my best friend probably had set him up to believe I was actually single. Brooke sat in silence for a couple seconds, enjoying the awkwardness. "Actually, Peyton and I are having a girls' night."
"That so?" He looked at me. I just smiled. "Well sounds like fun. Have a good night" He said as he left the room.
"He's cute, isn't he?" Brooke shut the door and lowered her voice. "Besides… have you seen his basket?"
"His what?" I wrinkled my nose.
"His… you know…" She cupped the crotch of her skirt as if there were a hump there.
"Oh my god, Brooke, is that all you think about?" I laughed. And yes, that is all she thinks about. I was actually relieved she was acting normal after that crazy night we had shared with each other's husbands.
We did get together with Julian and Brooke numerous times over the next couple of months and it wasn't weird at all. Oddly, it was just like old times. We all hung out at either of our places and we made dinner together and laughed and talked and had some wine. We didn't have another date like the one that kicked off our wild, sexy night. Actually, we never discussed what we'd done that night.
I was a virgin in this area, so I had no clue what the protocol was. Lucas said that he and Julian had not talked about sleeping with each other's spouses. I definitely was not going to be the one to bring it up, so it just stayed a suppressed part of the past, maybe best left forgotten, except that Lucas and I did quite remember it. Sometimes we teased each other in bed about being with Brooke and Julian. It was all for fun, but it kept that evening on our minds and honestly, I wouldn't have minded if something happened again.
"Hey." Brooke stood and while slinging her purse over her shoulder she said, "How would you like to actually do a girls' night? We can rent a movie. We can cook. What do you say?"
I paused and then shrugged, "Why not?"
"Yesss!" Brooke shouted.
It was heavy raining outside, and by the time we rented Wild Things, it had developed into a summer storm. It was raining so intensely the windshield was a waterfall. We were both wet and shivering, and Brooke turned on the heater in her jeep. I pressed my cold hands against the vents, trying to warm them.
"It looks like summer is officially over." Brooke's teeth chattered as she pulled into her garage.
"Brooke, your lips are purple."
"Yours are blue." Her eyes lingered on my lips for a moment and then she met my green eyes and smiled. "Ready for some fun?"
We opened the doors and I followed her through her house and into the kitchen. The warmth of the house felt nice, and I set the movie on the table.
"Come on." Brooke unbuttoned her damp blouse, heading towards the laundry room. "Take off your clothes, let me put them in the dryer." I followed, pulling off my wet The Cure t-shirt. She threw her wet blouse in the dryer, turning to grab my t-shirt.
"Jeans too," Brooke turned her back to me. "You'll have to unzip me." I unzipped her short skirt and she slid it off and threw it in. I unbuttoned the wet jeans, sliding them down my legs. I toed off my boots and threw my jeans and socks in with the rest of the clothes. Brooke turned it on and grinned at me. "They'll be warm by the time we finish dinner. How's pasta sound?"
"Love it," I followed her out of the Laundry room.
Brooke turned on the gas fireplace and made me sit on the couch of their living room with a glass of wine.
"This will warm me up in a hurry." I said as Brooke headed back to the kitchen.
I watched her go and realized I was practically naked in the same room we started our extra-curricular activities. Brooke didn't seem uncomfortable with her state of undress as she walked around the kitchen in just her bra and panties, preparing dinner.
I could watch her if I put my legs up and turned sideways on the couch, so I did. Brooke has the whole package. Beautiful face, nice curvy body, a pair of perfect tits and a nice, round butt that was now swinging from side to side. I'd always thought I preferred men but seeing my best friend posing in just her underwear made me question my sexuality for a moment.
"Brooke, Can I help?"
"Nope, I'm fine" She shook her head and then asked, "So, what's the deal with you and Julian?" I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks.
"Mmmm,"
"Are you okay with what happened that night?" She smiled, stirring the pasta.
She was putting me on the spot, but I knew we needed to talk about that night. Actually, that conversation should have happened a while ago. I sipped my wine and finally met her eyes.
"Yeah, I think I am. We like you guys and trust you… mmm… It was a lot of fun... mmm… As long as we're all open with each other…" I hoped I was making some kind of sense. It was hard to talk about swinging, even with the people we were doing it with.
"Julian and I loved that night. Julian talks about it all the time," Brooke shrugged, putting something together in the other pot.
"Oh really," I noted. "You guys talk about what, mmm, what we did in bed?"
"Of course," She waved a hand over the pot as she blew on it, keeping the pasta pot from bubbling over. "I wanted to know if you guys had a good time… and it sounds like it was a very good time."
I sipped at my wine which was almost gone and Brooke came to refill it.
"You're trying to get me drunk?" The wine was warming me inside and the fire was warming me outside.
"Might do you some good." Brooke filled my glass almost to the top and then did the same to her own glass before setting the wine on the counter.
"You think?" I mumbled into my glass.
Brooke licked wine off her lips as she turned to stir the pasta. "Julian told me he had one of the best orgasms of his life… you're kinda bad, aren't you Peyton?"
If it was possible, my face turned a deeper crimson.
"Sure you don't need any help?" I offered as she reached into the cupboard above her head to bring down some kitchen utensil.
"No… I got it," She insisted, twirling a fork into the noodle. "And don't change the subject."
"I'm not" I rolled my eyes and asked "Don't you get jealous talking to your husband about it?"
She laughed as she picked up the pasta pot and moved it towards the sink. "I know Julian loves me, so there is no reason to be jealous… You didn't go into specifics with Luke?"
"We've talked about it, but we haven't gotten into any details." I lied.
I watched as Brooke plated our food before calling me to the table.
"Come on, let's eat."
The meal was delicious and warm, even though I didn't pay much attention to it. Brooke continued to pepper me with questions.
"So you're not a bit curious about what Lucas and I did?"
"Maybe a little…" I smiled, remembering how I'd spied on Brooke and Lucas through the cracked-open bedroom door.
"Is there anything you'd like to know?" Brooke asked.
"Mmm... I don't know, mmm, was it good?" I gulped some more wine.
"I don't need to tell you, but your husband is great in bed. I love that thing he does with his hips."
I knew just the thing Brooke was talking about with the hips. She seemed very enthusiastic describing sex with my man, and I felt a twinge of jealousy.
"And you enjoyed Julian?" Brooke pushed my legs gently under the table with her naked foot and I jumped.
"He was pretty good" I answered, maybe too quickly. "It was exciting to be with someone so different from Lucas."
"I know what you mean." As if she understood, my friend tipped her head at me and smiled.
I watched Brooke tuck her hair behind her ear and cut her spaghetti into pieces. "I never thought I'd be with another guy again and… I don't know where this thing is going, but I really enjoyed that night."
"How would you feel if Lucas and I went off together, without you and Julian around?" She asked, her eyes didn't move from mines.
I dropped my eyes to my plate, feeling something heavy in my chest. "I don't know Brooke. Would you be okay with Julian visiting me for a quickie?" I asked, trying to add some humor into our discussion. I didn't know how I would feel if Lucas were to be with Brooke without me around. Where should we cross the line? And how would Lucas feel about me just going off to fuck another man?
"I think I'd be fine with it…" Brooke said. I studied her smile, contemplating her words.
"I mean, I've thought about Julian, sure, I just haven't thought about, mmm you know, going off alone with him, or Lucas going off alone with you. When we were together… mmm… we were all, you know, together."
"I understand. Meanwhile, you know what the boys really want? You know what would drive them crazy?" A smile crept over her face, a smirk I'd never seen before, her eyes lighting up with it.
"I think I know what you're thinking about." I took another sip of wine.
"A threesome…" Brooke giggled before using her napkin and then putting it over her plate.
"I think Lucas would have a heart attack out of excitement" I smiled, mimicking her napkin-on-the-plate signal.
"I think Julian would be fine with a little direction... I know his biggest fantasy is two girls in bed. I think he'd love for those girls to be us." She stood, clearing our dirty plates but leaving the wine glasses.
I agreed with Brooke, but how could we work it out to be fair to everyone?
I stood too and then followed her to the living room, running my fingers over her furniture. "Yeah, that would be fun."
"Maybe something will happen next time," She said as I flopped down onto the couch near the fire. Her voice was softer and closer now as she sat on the couch beside me, her hands resting against my crossed legs.
I was feeling warm, from the fire, the wine. She looked so sexy in just her underwear, and the words just came out, "You're so beautiful."
"Look who's talking." She smiled, touching a finger to my cheek, trailing it over my lips. I held my breath. She fingered my curly hair, touching it to my cheek, smiling, tickling. "What would you say..." Brooke hesitated. I waited, hardly breathing, unsure and yet strangely aroused. "If I told you…I want you."
I swallowed hard. She waited but I didn't say anything else.
"Can I kiss you?" Brooke barely whispered, her beautiful eyes moving to my lips. I nodded, Brooke closed the gap between our lips and then they met. It was not our first kiss, but it was the first time we were making out without an audience, and there was no hurry. Her lips were full and smooth. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed our kiss. I gasped when her tongue touched mine. It was so hot, like that night when I kissed Julian with my husband watching. A prohibited thrill passed through my whole body.
I marveled at her smoothness, her hotness. I was feeling a little dizzy, and I didn't know if it was from the alcohol, or from the kiss. My hands ran up her delicate arms, across her shoulders, to her back, pulling Brooke closer and feeling her boobs press into mine.
"Mmmmm" She was moaning against my lips and I opened my mouth wider, french-kissing her deeply.
"Wow… You're a great kisser" Brooke said between kisses.
"…And about that threesome, we should just ignore the boys completely. Just let them sit there and watch," Brooke giggled.
"That could be interesting," I agreed.
"But you know, we shouldn't promise them something naughty and then not deliver. I think it'd be a good idea to practice first." Her fingers caressed my tights, her hands moving closer to my sex.
"Oh… You think so?" I smiled.
She nodded and then asked "How do you feel about moving things up to the bedroom?"
"I would love to." As we both stood, I grabbed the bottle of wine and took a huge gulp. The sweet liquid warmed my body. I handed Brooke the bottle and she took a sip.
The bedroom shades were up and the space was still warm from the afternoon sun. Brooke waited by the side of the king-sized bed and I walked toward my smiling friend.
Our hot bodies touched and her warm hands rested on my waist when we started kissing one more time. I lightly held her face in both hands and then ran my fingers through her hair. My tongue slipped past her lips and Brooke's hands moved to my ass, pulling me closer as she squeezed. Our boobs mashed together and our underwear felt so cumbersome. Her massaging hands slid up my back as I unhooked the white, lacy bra she was wearing. Those nice, pale, breasts bounced into view and her cherry nipples stood out, thick with desire. While she stripped her black, silky panties, I was peeling off my layers as well.
While we kissed, she pulled back the covers and we slipped into the bed together, facing each other in the middle of the mattress. Our eyes were locked together while our hands explored each other's bodies. I was suddenly a little nervous about it. I caressed her breasts gently, grazing her hardening nipples with my nails until a low sigh escaped her lips.
"Your tits are perfect," I said as a prelude to another kiss.
Brooke then started to play with my body. My boobs are not my most sensitive area even though I can really get going if someone touches me there the right way. I enjoyed how my husband's rough hands felt on my soft flesh, and I loved her touch just as much. Yes, Brooke was gentle, but also strong, kneading my boobs and pinching my hard nipples until she drew them out and I sighed for more.
"Mmmmm" I moaned when her lips moved to my neck and she found the spot that makes me nuts. With her sucking and kissing me there, and caressing my nipples, I was nearly helpless.
But I wasn't passive. Brooke's breasts spilled from my palms and when I isolated her thick nipples I teased them softly as she touched me. It seemed the rougher I was, a better reaction I provoked.
"Mmm, that's it Peyton, I'm not a flower. You can be a little rougher," she encouraged me, her mouth moving lower. I did as Brooke wished, pulling her nipples harder, with a little twist. "Mmm...Peytonn…yesss"
I moaned when Brooke's flicking tongue and lips found my breasts. My friend circled over and over with her wet tongue, and then sucked hard, giving me a gentle bite, before moving to tease my other boob. She kept teasing my free nipple with her fingers, softly rolling and pinching. She made me feel so amazing, I couldn't believe she had never done this before. When the action became too intense, I guided her lips back to mine and thrust my tongue into hers.
As we kissed, I took the initiative and touched Brooke between hers thighs. She was smooth down there. I wax and do my best to keep it clean, and she was so smooth that I suspect she does the same. Her pussy lips were puffed out and she moaned into my mouth when I touched them. I tried gently rubbing her mound, but Brooke was insistent and pressed at my hand. I pushed harder and my middle fingers went between her soft lips. She was soaked, as I knew I was, and my fingers slipped easily over the clit. I ignored the little bud of pleasure and instead pressed both fingers inside her and curved lightly upward.
"God, Peyton!" Brooke cried when I fingered her g-spot. I rubbed in circles, teasingly, but then pushed more firmly and the brunette started shouting. "Sooo good mmmm" Brooke pulled my face to her boobs and I feasted, sucking and nibbling her pink nipples. She cried, "More Peyton, more!" I added one more finger and pressed her g-spot as I fucked her faster and rougher. I've thought I was easy to get going, sometimes a little too easy, but Brooke seemed to go from zero to sixty in no time. I am confident I had her on the edge of cumming. I could even hear how wet my friend was as my sticky fingers moved in and out of her.
"Fuck...I'm...I'm...gonna...cum..." she wailed, ripping my face from her breast.
"Yeah, are you gonna cum?" I encouraged, I'm usually wordy in bed. Dirty talk is just my thing, and I know my best friend is the same way, I'd heard just how vocal Brooke could be while she fucked Lucas.
"No… Nnnnot...yyettt..."
Brooke touched my snatch and I was every bit as damp as she was. Brooke's fingers filled me, but instead I guided them to my clit. Having fingers inside me is good if someone knows what they're doing, but the easiest way to my climax is to touch me the right way, which I showed Brooke. God, her fingers felt amazing. It felt like I was touching myself. Brooke knew the clit is delicate and didn't just attack it, she just applied some nice pressure through the hood. "Mmmm!" Only when she had me gasping and moaning did she pluck my clit and send me into overdrive.
"Yes… just like that" We looked at each other with intensity and slowly brought each other closer to climax. It was so hot, so different from what I had with Lucas or even Julian.
"Don't stop Peyton! Make me cum!" Brooke cried, just before she did, really, climax.
"Ohhhh" It was amazing to see her eyes widen, like she was stunned, and then narrow, like she was focusing on the most important thing in her life. Her eyes locked and her expression went slack as her body tensed into a straight line, thrusting my pussy as she moaned through her orgasm.
"Mmmmm" My louder moans joined hers, and I came. I trembled and curled toward her hand as lightning ran through my body, touching every inch with incredible pleasure. God, it was wonderful! It felt like I was floating forever in that other world, until I stopped Brooke from rubbing my pussy, it was just too intense.
I kissed her deeply. "Wow… that was so good, Brooke!" She trailed her glossy fingers up her own body and then seductively tasted them. "I know… you taste so good."
"You made cum so hard," I smiled, hesitant of what to say. I closed the gap between us, so our hot bodies were together again, and kissed her. It was a soft, languid kiss and our hands travelled while our wet and swollen mounds rubbed in sync. The friction was so hot and it made me want for more. I knew Brooke would be game if I went down. I wanted to make her scream again, but this time while I kiss and lick her pussy.
"I want more," Brooke moaned, trying to move me onto my back.
"Me first," I insisted.
Brooke rolled onto her back and I slowly made my way down her perfect body, touching, kissing and licking. She spread her legs and I gently kissed all around her snatch, but ignored the target. She was crying and kept trying to move her pussy into my path, but I kept teasing her. It was only when Brooke reached down and pressed her fingers through my curls, that I followed her direction and gently kissed her mound. The brunette hissed and raised her hips off the mattress, but I took my time anyway, only lightly licking, until she was trembling and panting.
"Ohhh... why are you teasing me Peyt..."
"Because it's fun," I smiled.
Brooke slid her hand down and rubbed her lips, touching her clitoris with a finger, showing me where she needed my tongue. I reached out to push her finger aside and she inhaled, her hips bucking up a little as I moved my tongue gently against the side of Brooke's clit. Her response encouraged me, and I dipped my tongue lower into her folds, softly sliding inside of her, tasting her. Brooke tasted good, light and fresh, and I swallowed. Her taste lingered on my tongue.
"Please," she whispered.
I parted her lips and slipped my tongue, softly lapping at her inflamed pink flesh, now focusing on the tiny bud of her clitoris, feeling it harden. She was soaking wet with excitement and I happily drank her juices. While my lips and tongue explored, I slipped my fingers inside her one more time and found her g-spot.
"Mmmm" Brooke purred like a kitten, squirming against my lips, feeling my rhythm and responding. Her hands found my curls, her fingernails lightly browsing my scalp, sending shivers down my body.
"Fuck! Yes! Peyton!" Brooke called, forcing my face into her.
Licking her turned me on. I felt my clit throbbing, the wetness on my thighs and I squeezed my legs together as her cries grew louder
"Just like that, don't stop"
She was aggressive and vocal. I sucked and played with her clit through the hood and then roughly zeroed in with my flickering tongue. I groaned against her clit, making deep noises deep in my throat.
"Ohhhhh" Brooke gasped and came hard, screaming and bucking on the mattress. She flooded my mouth and I did my best to keep up. "Mmmmmm" It was so hot to do that to her. I wouldn't mind to stay between her legs and make her cum again!
"Peyt! Peyton!"
I kept kissing and slurping and I'm pretty sure she came one more time before she rolled, forcing my face off of her. Brooke lay on her back, chest heaving and legs open wide, her pale skin flushed red. I think that was the first time I saw her "blush".
"Wow..." she sighed. "P Sawyer… tell me you're going to do that again sometime. You are amazing. I mean, wow! Anytime you and Luke want me in bed, I'm there."
"He would love it, I'm sure," I laughed. It seemed like my curls were everywhere, and I got it out of my face. "What about Julian?"
"Oh, that would be epic, I mean, the three of us in bed… wow. I hope your husband's okay with that."
"We'll see," I said, still not sure how I felt about one of them being excluded from our fun, even for a day.
"Yeah, I have other things on my mind, anyway,"
"Oh yeah?" I said, I was crazy horny.
"I want to make you cum in my mouth…" she smiled wolfishly.
She eased me back onto the bed. The sheets were soft underneath me, and I laid there, my legs open, my hands above my head, watching Brooke look down at me. It was an amazing feeling, seeing her explore my whole body with her eyes, the hunger growing. Brooke placed her hands on my hips and leaned over me, gently kissing my stomach. She rubbed her mouth against my navel, pressing it there, dipping her tongue into it, flicking softly.
"Mmmm" I moaned and bit my low lip. Her lips were soft, her breath warm. There were no words then, just sensation as her lips moved towards my sex.
"Beautiful." She was looking at my pussy, greedy, her hands on my thighs. She kissed my inner thighs, covering them with delicious little kisses. I opened my eyes in wonder, looking down at her face as her mouth moved slowly to her target. She used her tongue to softly part my pussy lips, moving it gently from side to side, starting from the bottom and moving deliciously to the top.
"Yesss" I cried out loud when she pressed her skilled mouth against my clit, throbbing against her tongue, and she moved the flesh softly, the friction building up.
It was just too good. I was so high, my breathing fast and shallow as my hips moved in rhythm with her talented mouth. Brooke put her hands firmly on my hips to hold me still, working furiously with her tongue, making noises to urge me on.
"Aaahhh… fuck!" I was just so charged up that I couldn't hold my orgasm even if I wanted to.
"Brooke" Her hands clenched mine tightly and I called for her as I came. Her tongue massaging my clit as I trembled against her. Brooke didn't stop when I orgasm, but doubled down. I closed my thighs around her head as her tongue explored my folds. My legs were above her shoulders and she reached up and gently twisted my nipples with her fingers. Now, that felt nice. Brooke circled my clit with her skilled tongue over and over, earning me a third orgasm. My body heaved and my moans filled the room as I clawed at the bed sheets.
"Ohhhh"
Suddenly she stopped, then pressed her tongue flat against it, a gentle bit of flesh now, and I groaned. When Brooke lifted her face from between my tights I was exhausted.
"Yummy" She said before moving up my body. She cupped my sex in her whole hand and pressed hard, making me gasp. When Brooke lay beside me, I could see my juices on her mouth, on her chin. I touched my index finger to her lips, spreading my cum, and lifted it slowly to my mouth. Brooke let out a moan as she watched me, gently sliding a finger in my pussy. I closed my eyes for a second, feeling her rubbing it gently in and out. I unlocked my eyes when I felt her finger move away, and then she lifted it to my mouth. I let her spread the wet finger on my lips, and then sucked on it greedily into my mouth, making her sigh.
"You're bad Peyton" she said and then kissed my cheek.
"And you are the worst" I smiled and laid flat on my back. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths, filling my lungs with air. I had to be cautious, or I could become addicted to this thing. Sex with Lucas was amazing, but there was just this crazy excitement when we were with Julian and Brooke. I heard the shutter sound of a picture being taken and my eyes flew open.
"What are you doing?" I yelled, reaching for her phone.
Brooke laughed and rolled away. I pulled her down forcefully on the bed, while she held her phone away from me. "It's sent, too late" she laughed.
"To who?" I asked.
"I sent it to Lucas."
"Oh my God Brooke! He's going to lose his damn mind!" I said. Luckily, I was sure he would not mind this happening. He would just be upset he wasn't with us. What would my husband think about this? I wondered. "Stay here!"
I flied through the house and found my iphone downstairs. There was a text from my husband already: OMG! DETAILS?
Back in the bedroom, Brooke posed in all her naked, gratified glory while she snapped selfies with her phone and sent it to god knows who.
"You're unbelievable Brooke" I said right before receiving another text, this time from Julian: Wish I was there
A minute later, my husband texted me again: Just got some more pics from Julian. What's going on?
Apparently, our spouses were exchanging our pictures.
Brooke and I lingered in bed, for a while longer, naked, but then I finally dressed. It was getting late. I wanted to stay and help her clean up the kitchen, but she insisted I'd done enough.
"You know my husband isn't going to stop until he see us together," I said. I couldn't believe how forward I was!
"Good, can´t wait to tell Julian. He's going to be so excited." She said and then added "Are you two free next weekend?"
"Maybe."
"That would be great. We can go to a club, or something." Brooke suggested.
I smiled. "Or we can just stay in."
We shared a slow, hot kiss before I went home and returned to my wife duties.
Later, Lucas was already home when I got there.
I tried to avoid his questions and I made my husband wait until much later to talk about my evening with Brooke. Luke followed me up to bed like an obedient puppy, and then I made him wait just a little longer while I took a shower. I toweled my blond hair dry and slipped into a sexy black see-through lingerie I hadn't worn in ages. It was naughty and sexy, and not much was left to the imagination. When I posed in the doorway, Lucas tossed his phone into the corner of the bed. I closed the door behind me and walked over to the bed.
"God, you're so hot Peyton" He said. I was still pretty fired up by what happened with Brooke.
"What do you want to know," I cooed, crawling onto the bed and tracing my hand up his bare muscular chest.
"Start at the beginning please… and don't leave anything out," he said enthusiastically. Lucas is so cute when he thinks he's going to get some.
"Well," I started my tale, pulling his pajama bottoms down so that his big cock, already hard, sprang out. I felt an instant pang and hugged my thighs together just a little. Luke's a nice size, definitely thicker than average, but the clincher is this small curve to his shaft that makes it feel so delicious when he fucks me nice and slow.
"Since my dear husband would rather go out with his buddies and leave his wife all alone, Brooke and I decided to have some dinner together."
Lucas groaned when I grabbed his shaf. He was firm and warm and twitched when I stroked him. "We took a break and talked about what happened that night."
"You mean the hooking up?" Lucas sat up so he could reach my body and started by tracing up my arms and then rubbing my shoulders for a bit, caressing my neck in the process. I love how my husband knows just the right way to touch me. It was sexy but sweet.
"Well, that is one way to put it. We agreed that everyone was cool with things, and then we talked about what might happen in the near future." Pre-cum leaked from his dick and he shook when I smeared the gluey fluid over his sensitive head. I love the velvety smoothness of the head of a man's penis, and I had to resist the urge to lean over and kiss it. "Talking about that possibility got us both hot and we kissed."
"Where?" He asked. I started to stroke my hand up and down his prick.
"On the couch, in her living room,"
"Oh my god" Lucas sounded like a teenager hearing about sex stories for the first time. "So you guys did it on the couch?" His hands moved to my breast, where he caress my nipple to hardness through the slim lace. I was the one moaning now.
"No, we're civilized Lucas, we came up to her bedroom." I said just before kissing my husband. I kissed him slowly, sliding my tongue into his mouth.
"And?" He asked when my mouth left his.
"And then we had some fun," I tortured him. Finally, I kissed his shaft, my lips spread over the thick head, softly sucking while I held his cock. I brushed my blonde hair back from my face so he could watch me go down on him. I love the way Lucas looks at me while his prick is in my mouth, like he would do anything for me. I watched him back as I slowly licked and sucked his cock for about 5 minutes and then I stopped.
"Come on, Peyton," he cried.
I held his cock at the base and relaxed my throat to take him deep without gagging. It' a trick most girls can't do but I really love giving head, so I've made sure to be the best at it.
"Ohh shit" He gasped as I slipped up and down his prick with my lips tight around it and my delicate cheeks hollowed out, making my slender features look even narrower.
"Christ, Peyton," he blasphemed.
"I bet you'd love to have Brooke here with us now, wouldn't you? Maybe I'd suck your cock like this while she sucked on your balls." I teased him before returning my lips to him.
"Ohh... fuck… yeahhh..."
"You would like that?" I stroked his shaft and held it aside so I could lick and suck on his balls. I opened my mouth wide enough to work on both his balls at once, leaving Lucas with a stunned look, and then I started bobbing on his cock again. I rapidly moved up and down.
"And maybe we'd kiss at the same time we were going down on you..." I returned to his cock, giving him my best "fuck me" eyes as I played with his balls and cock. All at once.
"Peyt... if you don't stop… "
"And I'm sure you wouldn't mind if we forgot about you for a while, would you?"
"Nnnooo...go ahead, honey."
"And after Brooke had me wet and ready, I'd climb on top of you just like this."
I straddled Lucas, drawing him inside my pussy. He held my hips firmly and moaned while I fully enveloped him. I was so wet from the naughty tale that soon I started jumping on his cock with full force. I fucked him with renewed vigor and my orgasm started building up fast.
"Uhhnn...Peytonnn...ohhhhh..." Gripping my hips, Lucas guided me up and down on him. We were both so ripe I knew this was not going to last. His hands cupped my boobs and I leaned forward for a tongue kiss while our hips moved together.
"Yeah, fuck me Luke" I cried. The bed rocked and creaked beneath us. I moaned and held onto my husband as he slammed into me, harder and harder. Our eyes were now close, enjoying the moment. Finally, he clutched me in his strong arms while I tightened around his dick and I came.
"Ahhhh" I cried with a long gasp. My body clenched around him, I climaxed so quickly and intensely that I felt dizzy. Lucas kept going non-stop, until one final thrust, then he came with full force filling me with his cum. His cries muted by my shoulder.
I love that feeling. I stayed on top of him, holding my husband inside me.
"I love you so much blondie," he whispered.
"I love you too, honey." I said and then added "If things ever get too crazy, don't forget that."
"How crazy do you think this is going to get? Did you two make any plans?"
"Not really, but Brooke wants to get together next weekend. What do you think?"
"I'm in only if you're in." He hugged me tighter, and I found the extra strength required to 'hug' his dick, still half-hard inside my wet pussy.
"Where do you think all this is going?" I asked.
"What do you mean Peyton? This is supposed to be fun, right? I don't know that it's going anywhere."
"Yeah, you're right. It's just sometimes, mmm, I wonder if things will get too far, too crazy." I didn't have any solid fear, but I was a little afraid someone could end up jealous or hurt.
Lucas smiled, looking unconcerned. "I don't know how much further is there to go. I mean, you and Brooke, me and Brooke, you and Julian. We've pretty much done it all."
"Okay, but what if they did want to have a threesome and asked me to come over sometime, without you?" I rolled off of Lucas and onto my side, looking at my husband with my head propped on my hand.
"I don't know how I would feel. I know I would be jealous but if it's something you wanted and you're okay with it which clearly you are…" He sounded a little bothered with that scenario and that made me feel a little better
"I mean, I don't want to leave you out… I just think Julian should also get some piece of the action, right?"
Lucas stroked my hair back from my face. "Listen, Peyton. Don't ever feel pressured to do anything you don't want to, okay? I love you, you know that right? I just want you to be happy. Peyton, if this little thing we have going with Brooke and Julian stops being fun, tell me, and it's over."
"Okay,"
"And if I have a problem with any of this, I will let you know."
"Cool,"
"And if you and Brooke want to spend another evening together, feel free. And remember baby, you're phone shoots video, too."
"You're such a pervert. Push it, and I'll use that with Julian!" I teased him, laughing at his shocked expression.
"Or you could film me with Brooke?" He quickly responded.
"I'm serious Luke… I admit the thought of you with Brooke kind of turns me on, that's one of the reasons I'm comfortable with an eventual threesome.
"That's… interesting" Lucas raised his eyebrow. Not really surprised by his wife's voyeuristic fantasies.
"You're not curious about me and Julian?"
"Yeah, a little I guess. That's normal, right?"
I giggled at his use of normal. "Sure, I think so. Do you want to see us?"
"I don't know, but I am curious. Maybe I would punch him in the face, or maybe it would be hot and I'd pounce on Brooke, I just don't know."
I kissed my husband. "Then maybe next time we won't go off to separate rooms so quickly," I said.
"Let's just see what happens..."