The Empty Nest(closed)

"Maybe the three of us should find somewhere more comfortable then."

Mark’s words sent a delicious shiver of anticipation roll through her. There was that but also the feel of Mark’s breath in her ear. It made her wonder what else he could whisper in her ear? An image formed in her mind of Mark fucking her from behind, his hand woven in her hair, firmly pulling her head back as he leaned over her body and whispered naughty things in her ear, while Bills’s cock was fucking her mouth. There was one other thing she wanted to experience, two men in her body at the same time.

As Mark pulled away and gracefully led her from the floor, they returned to the bar where Bill was waiting for them.

"I brought a few nice bottle of wine on board with me. Would you two be interested in going up to my room and giving one a try?"


It was simply an excuse, they all knew it. Bill was looking at her. This was her decision and Cara embraced it. She held her hand out to Bill in invitation.

“You know how I love a good wine, Bill.”
 
"Wine it is!" Bill replied as he reached out, took Cara's hand then slid off the barstool.

When they started walking the men fell to either side of Cara and Mark let his hand come to rest of the small of her back. Second's later Bill's hand brushed against his causing Mark to recoil. It was a small thing but representative of a reaction he'd likely be confronted with on a much larger scale pretty soon. Content to let Bill's hand rest on her back unaccompanied, Mark slipped his hand in Cara's as they made their way to the elevator.

The closer they got to his cabin, the more uneasy Mark seemed to become about what they were doing. It was by far the most adventurous thing he'd done but somehow, out on the dance floor with Cara it didn't seem so intimidating. Now, only steps from his cabin his heart pounded in his chest like it was trying to escape and flee the scene.

The lock on the door beeped and the latch fell away allowing Mark to push the door open. Bill could sense the apprehension Mark was feeling and, instead of letting it build, he thought it might be a good time to take a little off his plate. "Here let's have a seat Mark." Bill said, motioning toward the foot of the bed. When the two of them sat Bill looked up at Cara with a grin and continued. "God, she's beautiful isn't she. Cara, why don't you get yourself more comfortable."
 
Cara paid little mind to the two hands that had met at the small of her back, although, if she were truthful about it, she enjoyed the sensation. There was just something about two men who were going to be with her that put her internal engines in a low rumble. However, Mark quickly moved his hand away. She was unsure if he did so because she was Bill’s wife or if it were something else altogether. In any case, Mark slipped his down until their fingers intertwined and Cara gave his fingers a little squeeze.

She remembered the very first time she and Bill had other sexual partners and perhaps Mark was starting to feel much of the same thing she had. They entered Mark’s cabin and Bill just took charge, She silently hoped Mark didn’t mind. Bill directed them to sit on the end of the bed and he stood in front of them.

"God, she's beautiful isn't she. Cara, why don't you get yourself more comfortable."

Cara tilted her head toward Mark, trying to gauge how he was feeling about all this. Was Bill going to fast for Mark? Looking into Mark’s eyes, she wasn’t sure what was going through his mind. Instead of doing as Bill asked, she shifted more fully toward Mark, finding his hand and giving it a squeeze again.

“Mark,” she started out softly, “is there anything on your mind you’d like to talk about? How are you doing with all this so far?”

And then she waited.
 
Mark really had no idea how this was all going to play out so when Bill took the reigns he was happy to follow along. In his mind, there was far less risk if Bill was leading things than if he took the initiative himself and somehow overstepped. Though he felt like everyone knew why it was they were there, there was still that slim chance that weighed in the back of his mind that he'd misread things somehow. Bill asking Cara to get more comfortable seemed like a pretty clear message that he was still on track with his expectations.

“Mark, is there anything on your mind you’d like to talk about? How are you doing with all this so far?”

Though Mark appreciated the concern Cara was showing for his comfort, talking more about what was about to happen was really the last thing he wanted to do. It felt like anything he might want to talk about might take them down a rabbit hole of rules and expectations that ran the risk of killing the vibe they'd been developing.

Mark gave Cara's hand a gentle squeeze as his smile conveyed his appreciation. "I'm doing ok and I can't think of anything." he said as he stood from the bed then circled behind her letting his arms wrap around her waist and pull her against him. "Bill, anything you think we should talk about?" Mark's eyes held Bill's gaze as he leaned in and kissed Cara's neck.

Bill grinned, finding himself a little impressed by how easily Mark seemed to be sliding into all of this. "No, I can't think of anything." he said, standing from the bed too and stepping toward Cara. "Unless Cara has anything she wants to say." Without giving Cara a chance to answer Bill cradled her cheeks in each hand then leaned in to kiss her.
 
Cara could take a hint, especially when she had one man kissing her neck and the other, her lips. A little moan of appreciation slipped against Bill’s lips. With one hand she reached back to touch Mark and with the other, she slipped into Bill’s hair, holding him close. The feel of both men’s lips on her heated her internally. Her core was clenching, wanting something to fill it. She leaned back into Mark, drawing one of his hands to her breast. Her fingers slid down his front until she could feel his cock through his pants and she squeezed gently.

Bill’s hands slid under the hem of the dress she was wearing. His palms slowly moved upward toward her panties. Her lips parted to let Bill’s tongue inside her mouth, deepening the kiss. She could feel herself getting wet in anticipation.

Marks lips moved down the column of Cara’s throat, kissing and gently sucking on her skin. His hands moved to find and lower the zipper on the back of her dress before he gently pushed the material aside and his lips found the back of her neck. Her dress pooled around her waist and Mark was making short work of undoing her bra.

Cara’s eyes closed as the men aroused her body. She could feel her body heat with need and desire, making her restless.
 
Bill and Mark worked in unison almost as if it was a well practiced choreography. Little by little they removed the barriers between Cara’s skin and theirs until there was nothing left. Bill took a step back holding each of Cara’s hands so he could look at her then with an approving smile stepped back further and onto the bed, pulling her along with him.

Mark followed closely behind as Bill scooted back further and Cara climbed the bed behind him. When Bill finally reached the headboard he leaned against it and began to stroke his cock while Mark took his position behind her.

“I think Marks about to fuck you from behind. Is that what you want?” Bill said giving Cara the opportunity to voice one final approval.

Mark for his part waisted little time positioning himself. Pulling Cara’s hips back to meet him, he traced the head of his cock between her slick folds, poised to enter her.
 
Cara allowed both men to undress her. She found it… stimulating. Bill had tugged her up on the bed and her eyes watched as he stroked himself, her mouth was salivating.

“I think Marks about to fuck you from behind. Is that what you want?”

She glanced over her shoulder at Mark who was setting himself up for entry into her wet tunnel.

“Yes, please. Fuck me, Mark.”

She turned her head back to her husband. Her eyes on him as he stroked himself, watching as Mark slid forward, cock in hand, pausing to rub the swollen head with the wetness of her desire.

“Let me suck your cock, Bill.”
 
"mmmm, yeah, get that cock in your mouth." Bill replied pulling Cara slightly forward then guiding her head lower until the tip of his cock parted her lips. Though this was very much for Cara's pleasure, Bill had also wanted to know what it would be like to share her. What he hadn't expected was the need he felt in that moment to demonstrate that he was the alpha of the group though. He had no intention of letting that need go too far but he found himself wanting to be in control. It was almost like a statement to let Mark and Cara know that this was only happening because Bill allowed it. Perhaps it was just a reflex to guard against them becoming too cozy and thinking about excluding him in the future, he wasn't sure.

It wouldn't have been accurate to say that Mark had no idea he'd end up here at the start of the evening. There had been enough hints to make it seem like a possibility but that didn't quite prepare him for it actually happening. Here he was, nearly eye to eye with Cara's husband with only her kneeling on the bed between them. It was both surreal and exhilarating at the same time. Where he thought there might be doubt and uncertainty Mark found only desire and with Cara's plea his hands gripped her hips tightly and he sank into her. "Oh fuuuuuck." he breathed out at the sensation of her walls gripping his cock as he slid into her. It took a few strokes before he'd worked his entire length into her but once he did, Mark began steadily pumping into her causing her body to rock forward slightly with each thrust.

For a while Mark kept his gaze directed at the generic artwork that hung over the headboard of the bed. He was doing his best not to watch what was going on in front of him but soon he found his gaze traveling to the way Cara's head was bobbing in Bill's lap. When his gaze lifted it met Bill's who gave him a grin then tightened his grip on Cara's hair and began lifting his hips slightly to meet the motion of her head. Mark couldn't help but return the grin with one of his own before landing a light slap on her ass then driving into her harder causing the sound of their bodies colliding to fill the small cabin.

"That's right. Fuck her hard." Bill urged him as he felt Cara's approval being communicated by her renewed effort sucking his cock.
 
It was all Cara could do, not to gasp as Mark slowly started to stretch her open and fill her. He was so thick. There was minimal discomfort as his length and girth stretched her open to accommodate his cock and in the end, Cara groaned. Loudly. She pushed back against him until she felt his balls against her.

Bill’s cock disappeared into her mouth, just the way she liked it. With Mark’s inward thrust, it pushed Cara’s head down further on Bill’s cock. Bill sunk his fingers into her hair as his hips jutted upward, causing another moan to leave her lips. It was a whole different feeling having two cocks service her, yet it wasn’t.

While her mouth devoured her husband, her pussy was sucking on Mark’s raging cock driving into her from behind. Spending the evening with both men, experimenting with all the sex the three of them could have, made Cara hotter than hell. Just hearing Bill telling Mark to fuck her hard, made her feel wanton and made her desire fly through the roof. She couldn’t say anything. Bill was fucking her mouth, driving into it. Her tongue slid over the underside of his cock, the tip slid along pulsing veins and then slid upward to slide just under his cock head. She loosened her throat muscles so he could slide down even further. In the meantime, Mark was fucking her core like a demon on a mission. He slammed into her pussy over and over again. It was good thing she was so wet. M\

One of Mark’s hands slipped around her hip, his fingers finding her clit, pressing and pressing on it, triggering the start of Cara’s orgasm. Desperation filled her as she frantically bucked back against Mark. Bill, in the meantime, was holding her head steady as he started wildly started to fuck her throat with Cara’s hand wrapped around the base and pumping him in the rhythm he needed to cum.
 
It wasn't long before the pungent smell of sex filled the small cabin. Mark could tell that Bill was about to cum so he slowed his thrusts to still her for the moment. As he slowly worked in and out of her Mark spread Cara's cheeks wide so he could watch as the entire length of his cock disappeared inside of her the emerged freshly coated with the sheen of her wetness.

"Fuck yeah, just like that." Bill growled. By now Cara knew just what it took to send him over the edge and the strong grip of her hand working up and down his shaft while he pumped into her mouth had a way of doing every time. After a final thrust Bill held himself as deep in her mouth as her hand would allow then released a seemingly endless stream of his hot seed into her mouth. When she finally sucked him dry Cara released his cock from her mouth before Bill guided he head down against his lap. "She's all yours for now." he said looking up at Mark.

Not having to worry about Bill for a moment Mark withdrew from Cara then rolled her over onto her back. "I want to see your face when I make you cum." he said as he moved into position then slid back into her.

With a hand pressed against the mattress on either side of Cara Mark's thrusts became forceful as Bill reached over and started to tease her nipples. "Are you? Are you going to cum for him?" he asked as he pinched her nipple hard than tugged it.
 
Cara swallowed Bill’s hot cum like a woman dying of thirst. She swiped her tongue around his cock before he slipped from her throat.

"She's all yours for now."

Bill’s voice flowed over her to Mark. Mark, in response, withdrew and flipped her over to her back.

"I want to see your face when I make you cum."

His words made her pussy quiver. He threw her legs over his shoulders and slid back into her. Mark leaned forward, his hands on either side of her head as he began fucking her again. The angle of his cock did things to Cara’s pussy. Bill’s hands found and teased her nipples even as he asked her.

"Are you? Are you going to cum for him?"

Cara lifted her head off the bed slightly as she watched Mark’s cock drill her pussy. Her hands grasped Bill’s forearms.

“Ohhh, god yes… make me cum Mark,” she groaned.
 
Though it was a testament to just how well Cara knew him and what he liked Bill hated the fact that she'd brought him to climax so quickly. He was spoiling to be more than just an onlooker even if he was enjoying the way park was pounding into her and the obvious pleasure she was experiencing. "God you look so hot right now." Bill whispered almost giddy as he leaned in and gave her a kiss on her cheek then released her nipple before slowly slipping his hand down her stomach.

Mark's eyes widened as he saw Bill's hand traveling down to her body. He had an idea about what it was he was intending to do but it still felt a little too close for his comfort. He was fine with the two of them being in the bed but it would be another thing entirely if he felt Bill's hands on him. Fortunately the progress of his hand stopped when his fingertips reached Cara's clit. He could still feel his stomach making incidental contact with it with each thrust but that wasn't nearly as concerning. Relieved, his attention returned to the ecstatic look on Cara's face as he continued to fuck her and Bill's fingers strummed quickly over her clit.
 
Cara’s stomach muscles rippled and tightened as Bill’s hand slid across it. She knew where he was headed and her body tensed in expectation. She bucked upward as he closed around her clit, giving it the attention her body craved. Mark’s cock drove in and out of her, never fully leaving her pussy and always making her wanting more.

“Mark,” she gasped, “Harder. Deeper, pleeeease….”

She whined as Bill’s fingers kept working their magic on her clit. She could feel it. She was on that edge. Almost here. It made her feel desperate. Cara ground her pussy into Mark everytime he stroked deep and hard.

“Oh god… yesss… like that. Don’t stop… “
 
Bill could still remember the words he said when this all started for them. It was like the the memory was indelibly etched into his mind. I remember times when you were on fire and I could see it in your eyes and nothing was hotter to me. He hadn't even realized it at the time but to him it had become some sort of mission statement that was guiding him and their marriage and there was nothing that felt like too far to go in pursuit of that. It's what brought them here to this moment and he could see that fire in her now burning hotter than he'd ever seen it burn before. "You heard her, harder, deeper!" he called out to Mark even though he didn't seem to need any encouragement at the moment.

Mark was somewhat in awe at the scene playing out in front of him. Not only was Cara teetering on the edge of an explosive reaction but her husband, right next to her, seemed to be feeding off her as if he could feel every sensation. Pressing his shoulders forward more lifted Cara to just the right angle as his strokes into her became longer and more forceful, pounding into her as the sound of him plunging into her wetness filled the small cabin. The pace, the sensation, all of it had Mark spiraling towards his own climax and it was only a matter of time before he'd find himself emptying himself deep inside her.
 
An explosion. It was the only thing she could think of as her mind emptied and then there was a void of darkness before an explosion of light filled her mind. Brillant bright light that shattered into shards that’s what she felt as her body shivered, growing taut beyond description. Her core tightened and rippled around Mark’s driving cock, pulling at him to be as deep as he could be inside her.

Bill’s fingers working her nipples added an edge to their play. His play, that edge between pleasure and pain, amplified her orgasm. It helped spiral her out into space where she shattered on Mark’s cock.
 
Mark had never heard anything like it when Cara finally came. It sounded like a mix of agony and ecstasy and he was sure anyone in the adjacent rooms or the hallway outside might have difficulty making the distinction as well. It was all so incredible that he found his own orgasm hitting him almost out of nowhere.

“Oh god!” He cried out as he buried himself deep inside her then pumped stream after stream of his seed into her.

“Holy shit!” He gasped out as he slowly withdrew from her then rocked back on his haunches and lowered her legs to either side of her.

Bill was in a near euphoria watching all this and when Mark pulled out of her he cuddled close to her, letting Cara know just how pleased she’d made him.
 
Cara’s mind had exploded into light. Bright, white light. Her very essence had shattered somewhere into the Universe. Some part of her mind heard Mark just before she felt him buried deep inside her and explode himself. His hot cum staining her interior walls. When Mark eased himself out of her channel, Cara felt his cum leak from her body, coating her upper thighs. She softly groaned. The only thing better feeling, she idly thought was having them both at the same time. Perhaps. And soon.

Tipping her head upward, her eyes met Bill’s as she lifted a weak finger to crook it at him and beckon him downward so she could kiss him. She was content and sated at the moment. Her pussy made her twitch from fucking with Mark.

“Oh, my god…” she whispered faintly, “that was… was… outrageously good.”
 
Bill moved further down the bed and cuddled into Cara's side kissing her. After the last few weeks of behaving themselves it felt like a revival for the two of them to once again step outside the conventions that had bound them for so long to embrace the excitement that their new lifestyle had brought them.

As the two kissed Mark moved to the other side of her, still gasping. "Now this trip is starting to look up." he laughed through shallow breaths as his fingers traced along Cara's sweat dampened skin. It wasn't exactly clear to him what the protocol was for something like this. Had it not been his room he likely would have felt the urge to get dressed and go. Fortunately he didn't have to make that decision and instead could just allow Bill and Cara to make their own decision on when the night was over. "I believe there was talk about a glass of wine. You two still interested." he offered after a few moments hoping that maybe they were interested in staying longer.
 
Cara turned her head as she felt Mark’s fingers moving along her skin and smiled. She reached out, pulling his head down to her until their lips met in a deep kiss.

"I believe there was talk about a glass of wine. You two still interested?"

She spared a glance at Bill then nodded.

“Of course. That sounds nice. I am kind of parched.”

She grinned then ruffled Bill’s hair before she maneuvered her body up to sit with her back to the headboard. Her eyes tracked Mark as he got up and went to get their drinks. While he was gone, she whispered to Bill.

“I want to fuck both of you at the same time. I don’t care how. I just need both of you in my body.”
 
Bill’s eyes widened and a grin stretched across his lips when Cara told him what she wanted. “I think we can make that happen for you.” He whispered in reply before leaning over to plant a kiss on her hip.

When Mark returned with the wine he passed out glasses then plopped down, still naked, next to Cara. “To new friends.” He said, raising this glass before he took a sip and the three chatted casually.

When Bill looked up and saw that Cara’s glass was empty he took it from her then placed it on the nightstand along with his. “I think you still have some work to do.” He said with a grin as he took her hand and pulled her toward him, guiding her to straddle his lap.

Mark watched the couple intently as Cara climbed onto Bill. He’d hoped the fun between them wasn’t over and seeing Bill initiate things again told him it was anything but.
 
“I think you still have some work to do.”

Her eyebrow rose. When she saw what he had in mind, she eagerly grabbed Bill’s hardening cock at the base and guided the head to her already wet, pussy lips, rubbing him against her clit, mewing softly.

Looking over her shoulder….

“Mark, come join us.”

She arched her hips back at him, showing him where he could fuck her.
 
With the position Bill was guiding Cara into he didn't see much opportunity for him to join in but that wasn't a problem for him. They had all night and he was willing to wait but when Cara looked over her shoulder and asked him to join, it became clear that she didn't intend for that to happen. He'd been around long enough to now what she meant and though he hadn't anticipated her wanting something like that, he was more than willing to do it for her. Mark watched Cara lower herself onto Bill as he moved behind her and straddled each of Bill's outstretched legs.

From beneath Cara, Bill watched Mark move into position and he pulled her down tight against his chest, giving Mark all the access he needed. "You're going to get fucked by both of us at the same time." Bill whispered in her ear, highlighting what, obviously, Cara already knew.

With a renewed excitement Mark stroked his cock to full hardness as he stared down at the tight muscle he was preparing to pierce. He'd only done something like this once before, though at the time it was only he and his girlfriend in the room, and after she made it clear that wasn't going to happen again. He didn't expect that to happen this time tough. When he was fully hard again Mark pressed the head of his cock against Cara's ass then shifted his weight gently forward until his cock began to sink into her. "Oh fuck, that's tight." Mark breathed out as more of him sank into her and he slowly made shallow strokes sinking more of him into her with each.
 
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