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I didn’t know who Darren Le Gallo was when I first met him. Not many people would know him at first glance, probably. At least not without knowing what he’s best known for.

I just knew him as an actor and artist who I befriended. I just saw him as a fellow artist who could lend support as I tried to make my way in the business. I didn’t know who else he knew in any other business.

He didn’t even mention he had a fiancée right away. Perhaps I should have suspected that a bit more.

At the time, I just took him at face value when he said he’d been together with a woman for over a decade, had a little daughter together, and were just now preparing to get married. He also said she was an actress, but he didn’t say who it was.

I could have easily Googled Darren’s name the first day we met to find out more about him, and who he was attached to. But of course, I didn’t actually do more research on him until that night. And of course, it turned out he was hiding….that.

Given the laugh he had the next time he saw me, it was clear he knew I hadn’t figured it out until now. Maybe he was messing with me or testing me that way.

But I really failed the test when his fiancée actually showed up.

A fiancée I was now aware of as the very famous, multi Oscar-nominated, gorgeous Amy Adams.

It was one thing to be a fan and ardent admirer of hers for years. It was another to actually meet her and be newfound friends with her husband. But it was my own fault for not using Google faster, I supposed.

Then again, decisively proving I wasn’t getting close to Darren for his….connections may have gotten me some extra credibility. So there was that. If that helped explain why Darren and Amy kept hanging around me anyway, even when Amy was on rare breaks.

I was caught up too much to really question it. Even when their anniversary arrived, and they invited me over to help them celebrate.

I was probably past being star struck at this point. I was less in awe of these people themselves, and more in awe that they kept wanting to be around a hopefully up-and-coming, mid-20s guy like me. Even on a special day like this, apparently.

Not thinking about it would probably help me more than it would hurt. So I went to their place, where there were no other guests around. Their kid was staying somewhere else, leaving the three of us alone to fill up the house with talk, laughs, and enough drinks to keep us just shy of being drunk.

I felt just clear headed enough by the time we were sitting together on the living room couch. Amy was right between me and Darren, wearing a light blue dress that was a perfect fit with her eyes. She had the tiniest bit of cleavage showing, although the sides of her boobs were covered up, unlike for most of American Hustle.

I prided myself on never actually bringing that up in front of them, and I hoped to continue that now. There were other things I shouldn’t have been thinking about right now too, but they were harder to forget about. Especially when Amy turned the full weight of her bright eyes, face and smile on me.

Amy had the initial outward appearance of a mousey, demure, innocent redhead. That may not do it for some, but to me, it made her all the more alluring. Especially when she showed what a formidable, fiery cookie she was beneath that surface, which made her even more alluring and enchanting.

It was the key to her success in her recent tougher film roles, and I found it seemed to define her just as much off screen as well. And she was actually fucking 40….actually 15 years older than me. The things she must have known….

To me, it made her modest, unassuming, seemingly innocent surface all the more seductive and irresistible. Knowing and suspecting what kind of passion was underneath that surface….was chief among the things I shouldn’t think about now. Especially about the wife of a friend on their anniversary.

If Amy saw me wrestling with that, I really wasn’t doing a good job. And yet she soon stopped looking so much at me, which was probably for the best. Her attention was focused on her fiancée, as it should be, as she got closer to him and drew him in like a tractor – which I could relate to and feel envy for all at once.

Darren got to be drawn in enough to actually kiss her. And Amy liked it enough that she actually slid herself into Darren’s lap, right in front of me. There was that passion I really couldn’t think about in detail until I left – which I may have had to soon anyway.

As I started figuring out how to take my leave and say goodnight, Amy broke off of Darren and focused on me again. “Sorry, should have given you a heads up, right?” she asked, for some reason.

“No, no,” I said graciously. “If ever there was a night for PDA, this is it, right?”

“Yeah,” Amy agreed. “It’s a hell of a thing, huh?

“Uh huh,” Darren answered for her. “All these years and we still do stuff like this. For over a decade….not many people like us in this town can say that anymore. It hasn’t been easy, but we can.”

“And we haven’t had to do it like other people,” Amy chimed in. “We haven’t needed to rush to get married to prove we’re in it for the long haul. Or prove we can be good parents. We know no matter what our marital status is, or what our relationship is like, we can trust each other to get through it. Even when we prove it in….unique ways.”

“Like after Amy gave birth, for instance,” Darren stated. “I know I haven’t told you this before. We’ve only told a few people. But we wanted to save telling you for tonight.”

“Why did you need to do that?” I asked, if only to say something.

“You’ll see,” Amy half-answered. “You see, between being new parents, our schedule and my….insecurities, we were pretty dodgy for a while. So about two anniversaries ago, we got really desperate. Desperate enough to try getting our spark back….with another guy there.”

There was nothing to say to that. Nothing G-rated anyway. So I settled for making a choking noise and waiting for someone to clarify.

“And lo and behold, it worked. And not in the way I thought it would,” Amy shared. “The guy was….impressive. But even with a new guy there to fuck and suck, in front of someone I hadn’t fucked and sucked like that in a while….I still wanted Darren more. Even after all we’d been through, in that moment, I wanted my old guy more in every way. And proving it to him even while someone else was fucking me….it was indescribable.”

“Then we knew. If we could do that, we could still do anything,” Darren got back in. “Then when we brought another guy in on our last anniversary, it was just for fun. No matter what else Amy did, she would come back to me and I’d still want her. It’s why I haven’t worried about her on her sets, or with admirers, with guys who want to fuck her or guys who actually fuck her with me.”

“Or with you,” Amy really drove it home.

“Hold on,” I said before I lost my voice and nerve. I said it two more times while waiting for an actual excuse or defense to pop up.

“Calm down,” Amy said first. “We’ve known you long enough to know you’re not that kind of guy. We can tell by now, trust me. We know the difference between real pervs and creeps….and guys who look at me like I’m the sun. Guys who are more smitten than horny about me, even if they’re definitely horny. And guys who actually like the both of us enough that they would never try anything for real. Not without permission.”

Now the pieces were coming together… ways that seemed to defy belief. Defy any rational dream. I didn’t think I was dreaming, and they wouldn’t be this detailed if they were too drunk. But they’d have to be drunk to be offering….what I thought they were. Right?

“For the record, this isn’t why I became friends with you. Or why she did,”
Darren explained. “We weren’t
gonna do it this year. But we knew we’d keep wondering ‘what if’ if we didn’t. And we’d be too awkward around you to stay friends if we did. We didn’t keep in touch with the last two, but….we want it to be different with you.”

“It’s okay to want those things,” Amy promised. “And it’s okay to want and have other things. For tonight only. We know we’ll be fine either way. I’d like to think you’ll be too.”

They were nice thoughts. If I could get the forbidden ones out of my system for good, and stay friends with them at the same time….it might be worth it. But could doing that for just one night be enough? Would I have to be…..really, really thorough to make sure nothing lingered after tonight? Would she want to be that thorough?

Wow. This was moving past the question of “Should I do this?” and into “How would we?” That was revealing enough.

“Okay, you don’t have to decide now,” Amy said. “But I want to kiss and start working up my fiancée. I’ve wanted to all fucking night. And I can feel how much more he wants to work me up. Whenever you want to help, you go ahead.”

With that, Amy turned her head from me and focused on her man. The man whose lap she was still on, the man who had to be hard under her right now, the man she was leaning down to kiss – and the man who was apparently willing to share.

However, I just wanted to watch for this moment, while I got my strength up and inhibitions out of the way. I wanted to watch them kiss, and they wanted to be watched by me. They wanted me to see how passionate and in love they were – and how whatever I did with Amy wouldn’t change that.

Despite how worked up they obviously were, they weren’t tearing their clothes off or slobbering on each other. They kissed deeply, sweetly but with obvious intensity – which summed them up as a whole. Which summed up Amy as a whole.

I’d seen Amy in her share of make out scenes, especially those ones I rewinded over and over in her David O. Russell films. But seeing her live, seeing just how beautiful she was while rocking on Darren, and how Darren was bending to her will….it was something I just had to be a part of.

Amy broke off and helped Darren remove his shirt, the two of them still focused on each other as I drew nearer. She went down to kiss from his neck to his ear, while I leaned in over her. I didn’t know what to do or where to start, as my eyes darted from her hair to the back of her dress.

That fucking luscious red hair deserved some attention, first and foremost. So while Amy nibbled and kissed Darren’s ear, I reached over and tentatively put my hand on the back of her head.

The silky, soft, tempting texture and color of her hair almost made me groan out loud. When I leaned down to put my face in it and kiss the back of her head, I did hear Amy groan into Darren’s ear. He groaned in kind as I brushed Amy’s hair to the side and put my lips on the bare skin of her neck.

Amy started to rise up, so I sat up in time first. She sat up straight on Darren’s lap, still not looking at me as her back remained turned. I looked down her body and dress, then impulsively lifted the back of it up, revealing a pair of purple panties framing what looked like the apple shape of her ass.

Overcome, I let my hands fondle her panties and ass, while my head dropped down to Amy’s right shoulder, nuzzling her hair and neck. Amy softly moaned, rocking her ass back to meet my hands and grind against Darren. Despite how hot and soft it all was, it was enough to tell us it wasn’t enough.

“We need more room,” Amy said. “Let’s go up….do it now….” Like me, she had to go upstairs for more room or we’d just keep going in this cramped setting anyway. Being on the same page like that had to bode well.

Reluctantly, I took my face and hands off of Amy, standing on my feet and giving them room. Amy finally came off Darren’s lap, only to lower her dress and let it drop to the floor, fully exposing her matching purple bra and panties – and the rest of her bare body.

Technically, Amy’s breasts appeared more perky than ample, even in her flattering bra. Her curves didn’t stick out significantly, her legs were long but not enough to classify her as ‘leggy’ and her ass appeared to be just a fair size. Perhaps her body on its own wasn’t as outwardly sexy and seductive as others in Hollywood.

It was her aura that made it so, though.

The aura of that lovely face, gorgeous hair, pretty set of lips, seemingly innocent demeanor and desire burning just underneath. The aura of her being fit enough to pass for someone in her 20’s, instead of someone just over 40. On their own, each part of her was fair and pretty – but the total package of Amy combined to make her one of the most gorgeous, hypnotizing visions I’d ever seen.

It made me realize just how overdressed I was, that was for sure. Without thinking, I took off my pants, figuring it would set me apart from them. Darren was topless, I was bottomless and Amy was in her two piece, so I hoped it balanced out.

Amy seemed amused by my impulse, but wasn’t laughing as much when I followed up by lowering my underwear. Before I could figure if that was good or bad, I said, “Well, you said we were going upstairs.” She hinted at it, but I could be excused for paraphrasing.

There was no time to get words right while following Amy upstairs, with Darren apparently following us. I didn’t bother to look back, in case I remembered just how awkward this could and should get in front of him. So it was helpful that Amy took my hands and got me to sit next to her on the bed, taking him out of my sight.

My view was just on Amy, and I found I really wanted to keep it that way. Especially as she slid closer to me. “It’s okay,” she said, right as I heard Darren take his pants off. It was easier not to see that when I saw Amy’s face coming closer.

“We’re not in any hurry. You don’t have to ravage me….not for starters. Just ease into it however you want. However you imagined it,” Amy said matter of factly.

Her tempting lips, gaze and mostly-naked body made her like a seductress. Yet the warmth, reassurance and sweetness in her eyes and face – combined with the undeniable lust underneath that exterior – made this somehow feel….safe. And sexy.

With that, I relaxed as Amy slid her lips onto mine, slowly closing my eyes as my senses were flooded. As I gently pressed my lips back, the taste of her lips, the sound of them softly humming against mine, the nearby strawberry scent of her hair and the feel of her bare waist in my hands was….blissful all around.

“That’s it, kiss me….” Amy whispered, making it impossible to say no.

Our kisses got softer, yet deeper as her body pressed against mine and my hands reached her bra. I let my thumbs go onto her cups, rubbing the center of them until I clearly felt her nipples. I then cupped the rest of her covered, firm chest, just as Amy began to press me against the mattress.

She soon laid on top of me, her panty-clad center beginning to brush my erection. Her tongue slid into my mouth as my hands went onto her back, yet her lips soon went below mine. Amy kissed down to my neck and upper chest, the top of her head soon brushing my lips and chin.

I couldn’t resist kissing her head and resting my face into it, while I tried to start unhooking her bra. After I succeeded, I left her back bare, although her breasts still laid inside her looser cups against my chest. Before I made a move to remove them, Amy made her own move.

She placed her left hand on the back of my neck, leaning back up to kiss me again. Her tongue went into my mouth faster, at the same time her right hand went down my body. It reached my cock and grabbed on in time for me to moan right in her mouth.

Amy kept kissing me deep and massaging the back of my head, albeit not as hard as she massaged my cock. I was out of breath in more ways than one, with my hands just resting on her back. I moved them in time to grab her bra and slide it away, putting my hands between our chests so I could rest her round tits into them.

She jacked me off, kissed me and cradled the back of my head while I just cupped her breasts and nipples. It didn’t seem even, yet she moaned into my mouth anyway. When she broke off while still rubbing me, I didn’t know if I’d catch my breath in time to warn her that I might cum.

Even so, Amy knew to take her hand off me at that moment – somewhat unfortunately.

“Not yet,” she said. “I want both your cocks in me first.” I was pretty lucky she didn’t stroke me when I heard that.

Amy slid down my body, kissing down my chest along the way. This allowed me to finally see her breasts slide against me, not to mention her hair. But I was still merely swollen as Amy settled between my legs, her head hovering over my erect cock.

This gave me room to see Darren standing behind Amy, his own cock in his hand. But both his hands soon went onto Amy, clearly lowering her panties. With her bare ass more visible to him than me, he stood behind it with a clear purpose.

“Do it. Fuck me with his cock in my mouth,” Amy told him. He entered her first, then
she filled her other hole herself

with me.

Darren started thrusting into his fiancée right away, as Amy hummed and sucked on my cock with equal fervor. Her hands rested on my thighs, holding on while she backed her ass up against Darren’s hips. She finally came off my cock, keeping her mouth an inch or two above it.

It stayed her as she moaned and breathed on it, somehow tempting me to blow as much as her blowing did. “Fuck me….fill me up….” Amy panted, her words and breath surrounding the head of my cock without covering it.

Amy let me fill her mouth up again, as my right hand rested on her head. It went down to the bottom of her luxurious hair, holding, stroking and trying not to grab it too much, instead of pushing her head down. But Amy let her head go down lower on her own.

Darren sped up his thrusts, as far as I let myself tell. Amy popped off and turned her head back to him, urging him on as she shook her ass. “Baby, yeah….I want you to make me cum….don’t you cum till I cum. Both of you….” she turned back to me. “I wanna do it all myself….”

On that note, Amy kept her head over my cock, breathing hotly on it instead of sucking it. Yet I did come down from the brink just enough as a result, even with Amy’s panting face over me. I reached over to touch it, cupping her right cheek just as Darren cupped both her cheeks from behind.

“Yeah….” Amy breathed out gently, lost in Darren’s thrusts, it would appear. Yet she soon stuck her tongue out to wet my cockhead, then slid it down the rest of my shaft. Before long, she buried her face between my legs, her lips resting on my balls before she started tonguing them.

I involuntarily thrust my hips up, although my cock wasn’t in anything. Amy was more productive in sucking my balls, and I settled for running both my hands through her hair and head. I started thrusting my balls against her mouth while Darren’s balls smashed against her hips and pussy, until Amy’s face finally came back up.

“I want you both to fuck me….” Amy urged, sinking her mouth back on my cock. Darren made himself go faster, leaving me no choice but to do the same. I started fucking Amy’s mouth, watching her take more of my cock in when not seeing her ass jiggle against Darren’s hips.

We fucked her hard on both ends for several seconds, until Amy finally released me to catch her breath. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m almost there….Darren, hold on and let me cum on you….” she cried.

She turned her head, leaving my wet, throbbing cock alone – likely for the best. I made myself refuse to touch it and refuse to thrust, even as Amy’s groans and imminent orgasm made it harder.

But I was clean – relatively – as Darren rubbed and fucked her into oblivion, her orgasmic cries falling onto my thigh. She turned her head back to me as she grit her teeth and came, her face crumbling and radiating relief and joy. I registered Darren breathing deeply and holding on as well.

“Fuck, I gotta get out now….” I heard Darren groan, pulling out of her and stepping back. Amy stayed where she was, closer to my bulging shaft.

Eventually, she asked plainly, “Can you help me up, please?” like this was so ordinary. Maybe for her it was by now, but still….

Still, I took her hand and let her lean on me as she sat on her knees. She helped me sit up too, leading me out of the bed and getting me to stand next to Darren. I briefly looked at his own wet, impressively engorged cock, before Amy stole our focus by dropping to her knees in front of us.

“I want both your cocks in me again,” Amy stated. Yet she started by taking Darren’s in her mouth, followed by mine.

She used a hand each on our cocks, pumping them while going back and forth sucking our heads. I didn’t know how I was holding back, much less him. Yet Amy soon took herself off him and put her hands and mouth onto me.

She covered my shaft with her hands, squeezing gently while sucking sweetly on my head, batting her sweet eyes up at me in the process. I was so enraptured and so fixed on trying not to cum, I barely saw Darren turn and put his cockhead against Amy’s cheek.

I did notice when Amy came off, grabbed his head and pressed it against mine – then tried to cram both our heads into her mouth.

It wasn’t scientific, and she couldn’t really get our entire heads in. She just had enough for her to slide her tongue and lips over our heads for several moments. I thought I was gonna cum right on his cock, and I was losing the will power to care. So was he, apparently.

But Amy made the decision for us, removing me and merely sinking her mouth on Darren. She kept her right hand on his shaft, pumped and sucked wonderfully, as far as I could tell. Her left stayed on me and stroked – and didn’t have to do it for long.

She gave me nowhere else to aim as I started to cum right on Amy’s cheek and the side of her face. Darren’s cum was just going right in her mouth at the same time, by the looks of it.

When it was over, I caught my breath and watched my cum drip down half of Amy’s face. It was almost a pornographic version of Harvey Two-Face – but Amy wasn’t in that DC movie franchise.

Darren took himself out of her mouth and left, likely to get tissues. I was left alone with her, the afterglow and shock of it all now washing over – albeit not as much as other things washed on me. She and her half stained face and freshly fucked mouth turned to me, not looking particularly fazed.

“I didn’t imagine that,” was the first thing that came to mind – and out of my mouth. Once that registered, I doubled down and asked, “Did you? I mean, before now? When you were….putting this together?”

“I did this the first time I….did this. Not the last time,” Amy said, as plainly as she could with cum on her face. Although I knew Darren would be back soon to clean her up, it felt….ungrateful to do nothing about it for her. It was my cum, after all.

Without thinking, I reached out and brushed my thumb over her face, trying to wipe my wads off. I got a few before we noticed Darren was now back, carrying tissues in his hand.

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“Should have saved me the trip, then. Especially since these are too late,” Darren stated. Looking down to see my hand soaked with cum, I now felt a little foolish. It was a little less so when Amy held back a smile – but not completely.

“Okay….I should go wash my hands, then. I can find the bathroom from here,” I assured.

Once again, I paid for my haste by taking a bit long to find the bathroom, all while keeping my wet hand from leaking. But I got it safely to the sink and washed it completely, getting my head on somewhat straighter.

When I felt both clear headed and ready to face them again, I headed back to the bedroom. It only took one look to feel out of place, as a fresher faced Amy was back on her feet and kissing Darren. He dropped his now wet tissues on the floor and kissed back, their naked bodies now practically snuggled together.

Since I was drained – although being drained didn’t stop them – I couldn’t really react with too much lust. It was more accurate that I….admired them. In every way.

Darren kissed down her face, then actually noticed me along with Amy. “I’ll just get my clothes and go?” I offered.

“No,” Amy shot down. “Watch….”

What I watched next was Darren getting on his knees this time, while Amy stood over him to receive. He ignored me as I made my way towards the bed, sitting while he began licking Amy out.

She watched me settle down, groaning softly as Darren eased her back into the mood. Before long, she focused back on Darren and ran her fingers through his hair. His hands went on her hips and held her close, his tongue presumably going faster.

I actually saw Amy’s wet pussy when Darren went lower and tongued the bottom of it. He teased her and got her louder until his lips went onto her clit, keeping it from my view. I could have gotten closer, but I just wanted to watch like she said, for now.

Amy pushed herself deeper against Darren, as his hand slid back to cup her ass. Her head went back, her eyes closing while her mouth hung open. Steadier moans came out the more she grinded against him, all as her breathing got heavier. I didn’t just need to look at her rising breasts to tell them.

I was lucky to glance when I could, once Amy cupped them and started rubbing them herself. Between Darren’s work on her pussy and ass, and her own work on her boobs, she was getting stimulated all over. All except one area.

Now I felt ready to get back in there.

I walked up to Amy’s side, making sure not to interrupt Darren in his work. After she looked at me and I made sure she was ready, I leaned in to kiss her and add to her pleasure. As my tongue slid into her mouth, Amy let me take over holding her tits as Darren kept rimming her pussy.

Her moans and tongue collided with my own, with mine getting harder as I cupped her lovely breasts and rosy nipples. But those became too tempting for me, leaving me to break from her lips and put mine on her boobs.

My left hand stayed on her left tit while I suckled her right, making sure both her nipples were peaked. I didn’t know if Amy’s
cries were that much more because of
than me, but I hoped it was a little close.

“You want more?” I heard, in a voice that sounded too rough to be Amy’s. It made me pop off her nipple to see Darren below me, his mouth fairly wet.

“I do too,” he said before I could answer. He took my hand off of Amy’s left breast, lowering it to her pussy to make it clearer. As I froze from feeling her pussy for the first time, Darren crawled away until he was right behind Amy.

When I saw him on his knees behind her, I got the strategy. Acting quick, I got on my knees in front of Amy’s pussy, while Darren zeroed in on her ass.

“Do it, lick me all over….fuck, baby!” Amy cried, clearly from Darren’s tongue reaching her ass. Not wanting to miss out, I placed my face on her pussy and started tonguing it right away. “Yeah, eat me…all those fucking tongues in me….” she babbled.

Wanting to do a bit extra, I put my hands up to cup her breasts once again. I rubbed and teased her nipples as my tongue got deeper into her wet pussy. Despite everything, however, I still almost envied Darren as he rimmed and got to hold her firm ass.

Still, Amy rocked her hips back and forth on both of us, driving us both in deeper. I considered that maybe there’d be time for us to switch jobs – but with Amy gushing and moaning, she probably wouldn’t take much longer.

In that case, I had to work as fast as I could while I could.

Keeping my right fingers on her right nipple, I brought my left hand down and swiftly slid my index finger into her. “Oh, fuck….fuck me….” Amy urged, which I did while licking her up and down.

Between our tongues, my finger fucking her, my fingers stroking her right nipple and her own left hand stroking her left one, Amy was really getting it. It became clearer when her right hand grabbed the back of my head, then when her hips thrust against my face and finger for several moments before thrusting back on Darren’s face.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum….I want you to taste my cum….” Amy said, clearly to me – I hoped. But even if it was to Darren, he wouldn’t get back there in time. And he didn’t.

Amy unleashed herself on me, as I barely got my finger out in time to fully taste it all. I sucked and drew her fluids into me, with Amy arching herself onto me and holding my head. Once she finally finished, she loosened her grip and ran her fingers more softly through my hair.

I stayed in place, licking her clean and savoring her taste. But as Amy let out a louder moan again, it was clear Darren wasn’t done savoring her other taste behind her.

“Baby….get your cock in there quick….” Amy asked. Seeing the signs, I backed off and got on my feet. From there, I watched as Darren got on his feet, took Amy back to bed and sat in front, waiting for her to rest herself on his lap.

Amy got into the reverse cowgirl position, hovering her ass over his cock. Since Darren likely fully lubed up her hole, his cock was able to go in dry. I went closer to see Darren’s head press into her asshole, making Amy hiss as she took him in.

Standing on the right side of the bed, I had more of a sense of Darren’s point of view, watching Amy’s peachy ass settle into his lap as his cock filled it up. She rose it up, almost releasing Darren’s shaft until she dropped down to take it in deeper.

“Come on, baby….” Amy went on. Darren fulfilled her request and started fucking her ass in earnest, eventually dropping it all the way down onto his lap. He held her hips and kept her in place as he really got going, with Amy sitting up and enjoying the ride.

Her pussy was still wide open for anyone else – which perhaps might have been the whole point. And my cock was still more than hard enough again….

In case I read it wrong, I went over to stand in front of Amy without doing anything. I watched her enjoy Darren’s cock and push her ass harder into his lap, her breasts bouncing along the way. This led me to hold her nipples again, rubbing them with my thumbs while pushing her tits up.

“Fuck me….” Amy groaned. On that, I put my left hand down to slide against her pussy lips, before slipping my left finger in. It started to fuck her until Amy grabbed my face and kissed me hard. At that moment, all her holes were being filled and fucked.

And yet Amy broke off and hotly whispered, “Fuck me….” With special emphasis on the first word.

The meaning fully hitting me in the face, I acted quick and pressed my cock against her pussy. She pushed forward and engulfed my head, taking more of me in as she kept taking all of Darren in behind her.

Before long, we were in a true DP situation. And when she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me again, I could really say she was being fucked in three hole at once. I even fucked her mouth with my tongue to be sure of it.

When our lips broke, Amy rested her forehead against mine, holding me while riding both our cocks. My hands held the sides of her tits as they pressed into my chest, but I couldn’t resist putting my right hand down to grab her ass. I was well aware that Darren would see it jiggle as I moved it around, yet I couldn’t care.

“You gonna cum?” Amy asked me.

“You gonna make me?” I dared.

“No….no, I don’t want to. Not you,” she replied. “In fact, get out now. Just use your other tools.”

“Why?” I probably shouldn’t have asked, but I did.

“Because I still want to fuck you myself when he’s done.” Good answer.

Knowing the respite would do me good anyway, I pulled out after a few final thrusts. Regardless, I quickly put a finger back in so she could still be fucked at both ends.

“Okay….” Amy confirmed, then turned her head to Darren. “You’re not getting off that easy.”

“No kidding,” Darren shot back.

“Get off in my ass. Cum inside and fill me up again….” Amy gasped. “I want to be filled with my future husband’s cum….”

I likely should have let Darren take it from there. He certainly looked determined enough to get it done himself, as he grabbed her hips and fucked her faster. He even reached around and inserted a finger into her, seemingly making me useless.

“Now you….please….” Amy turned back to me. “Both of you fuck my pussy….”

Despite how I wouldn’t be completely surrounded by Amy, I took the plunge anyway. I supposed it could have been more crammed if she wanted….two longer things in there at once. How would that work?

But as Amy tightened on us and tightened her ass on Darren’s cock, I focused on what was in front of me now. Like Amy throwing her head back, Darren putting his free hand on her breast, and me quickly covering the other one with my free hand. To complete the assault, I went back in to kiss her and tongue fuck her mouth again.

There wasn’t a single major part of Amy that was neglected by now. Ultimately, however, Amy broke from my mouth as Darren sat up, turning her head to meet his. Somehow, they both stayed upright enough for us to finger fuck her pussy, though we might not have had to much longer.

“Cum, baby, cum baby….” Amy trailed off, pausing until a steady, increasingly loud moan came out. It wasn’t all that came out of her.

Amy turned her head back to me and watched herself cum on our hands. Meanwhile, Darren groaned into Amy’s flowing hair as his release came. I had a much clearer view of Amy’s orgasm, though.

I took my finger away midway through, letting Darren get covered with the rest of it. I licked mine clean just as Amy noticed, then saw Darren remove his and bring it to her lips. She took a few lips before letting Darren finish up, before they both finally laid down on their backs.

Amy took herself off Darren’s cock, the two of them laying side by side in the afterglow. This left me standing and still in need of relief, although it was fairly hard to be greedy. Yet she did promise to take care of it by fucking me alone.

Nevertheless, I had to be on her time. The more time she took, the more I could take later. Then again, after going off three times, her pussy did need a considerable rest, I assumed. It seemed Darren was helping with that, since he and Amy were virtually snuggling now.

I stepped away to give them space, not hearing whatever quiet sweet talk they were saying to each other. It was quite a sight for an erect, naked man to stand in a corner, facing away from two naked people in their own bed. I supposed it was one last unlikely image for the night.

At last, Darren got up and picked up his pants and underwear from the floor, turning to me just to say, “I’ll be in the living room when you’re ready to come out.” Without further explanation, he left the bedroom and closed the door behind him.

On second thought, he didn’t need much of one. On third thought, as I turned back to see Amy sitting up on the bed, still naked and waiting for me, it didn’t matter either way.

A few things did still matter by the time I sat next to her, now all alone with her and about to…perform alone with her for the first and likely last time. “You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah. You’ve both done your best to keep me from complaining,” Amy actually joked.

“Were we too good?”
I asked anyway. “You don’t have
mean if you’ve….had to perform too much. You don’t need to force one more out for me.”

“I know. But I’d at least like to try first, so I can be sure,” Amy offered. “Maybe if I ease my way back into it myself….”

Amy got on her feet and went in front of me, only to drop to her knees again. Putting her left hand on my cock and her right hand against her pussy, she carefully stroked both her genitals and mine. It didn’t take her long to add her mouth to the mix.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow. For both our sakes,” Amy assured. Enough time had supposedly passed so I’d be okay. Or so I began to doubt once Amy’s mouth and hands returned to work.

Amy did go slow, but it just looked and felt overwhelming anyway. She hummed gently from sucking me and from playing with herself, her face looking serene with a tinge of an afterglow still left on her pretty features. Her lovely eyes gazed back up and I instinctively dropped my hand onto her face and hair in response.

Although Amy had blown me before, this time we were all alone. This time her attention was all on my cock, which she sucked warmly, lovingly and slow enough so I wouldn’t go off. And yet I wouldn’t have been surprised if I did anyway.

Amy finally took her hand off my cock and cupped her breast, rubbing it and her pussy while slowly sinking her mouth down on my shaft. When she took all of it down her throat, her hands went faster and made her moan harder, leaving me barely able to keep still in every way.

At last, Amy took her mouth off, groaning deeply for various reasons. But she didn’t suck me down again, instead merely looking at me and my cock as she stimulated herself. I then realized I’d have to handle myself for a time.

I went onto my feet, looking down to see Amy masturbating to me and bringing herself back on the edge. I could only carefully put my hand on myself, slowly pumping to her beautiful image. My cock was just a few inches from her mouth, until she closed the gap and kissed my head while I stroked my shaft.

For a few moments, Amy’s lips worked my head while I jacked the rest of me off and she pinched her nipple and pussy. Somehow, none of us went off from it all. When her lips came off me, however, I had to take my hand off too. Eventually, she let go of herself too.

“There….now I’m ready,” Amy promised. She stood back up and went over to the right side of the bed, leaving me to follow. When I got behind her, she pushed herself back against me, pushing her ass against my cock and laying her head against my face, burying it in her hair.

“You like it like this?” Amy asked sweetly, to which I replied by kissing her head and laying my hands on her tits. As she rubbed her backside against me, my right hand went down to her pussy and made sure it was ready.

After ensuring it was wet enough, I guided my cock between the back of her legs and lined it up with her. Amy stayed on her feet as she took me back in, with my hands staying on the front of her pussy and breasts.

I started off slow, careful in this position and careful to stay under control for now. My mouth went down to the back of her neck and collar bone, sucking gently as I savored every warm, silky feeling on top and bottom.

“Oh God….I need….” Amy didn’t finish. She acted instead by bending down and laying her upper body on the bed. Leaning on her hands, she relaxed and pushed her ass back, which I could now clearly see from this position.

I took advantage by grabbing on and fondling her shapely rear while slamming into her hips. Amy looked away and steadily groaned, rocking against me and tightening around me. My hands moved from her ass and went underneath to her breasts, then moved back to her pussy a while later.

Along the way, I took a few gazes at her ass, which Darren already….broke in. Taking a chance, I slid my right index finger across her hole, triggering a deeper groan from Amy. I merely kept rubbing until she told me more with words – yet the way she pushed back was more revealing.

On that, I took my cock out and made sure it was wet enough. Once it passed the test, I pushed it against her ass and inserted my fingers into her pussy for an added bonus. When my head went in, my fingers went deeper into her other hole, giving Amy one more version of a DP.

“More….” Amy urged, to which I easily agreed. I slid more of my cock into her ass and kept my fingers wiggling inside her pussy, causing Amy to squeeze everything. This continued for about a minute until Amy’s hips froze.

“Sorry….but Darren filled my ass already. And my mouth. I still want your cum in my pussy, though,” she stunned me. “I’m all taken care of down there….so any time you wanna get back in….”

With all that info and the increasing press for time, there was no time like the present.

I took my cock out of her behind and sat back down next to her. She got up and put herself onto my lap, taking me back in her pussy while my right hand went onto her ass and my head laid onto her chest. My finger then circled and entered her hole as my mouth worked her breasts and her pussy rode my cock.

Amy moaned and rode me harder, tightening both her holes around me again. My free left hand cupped her left tit and pushed it up for me to start suckling and teasing it, leaving her to tease her right nipple. We could have easily done this until the end, yet I wanted to fit in one last position.

Surprising Amy, I suddenly laid her onto her back, settling on top of her. As she adjusted, it hit me that this was really the last position we had time for – or at least I had. So I wasn’t going to rush it.

Resting my head onto Amy’s neck, I started kissing up and down while my left hand slid between our bodies and my right went next to her head. I just let my finger play around her filled pussy and listened to Amy breathe faster, until my cock pumped faster again.

At that point, I put my head over Amy’s, wanting to watch her go over the threshold one more time. I watched her and matched her moans, then went down to kiss her and cover them. But she took over and slid her tongue past my lips, placing her hands on my head this time.

Amy’s kisses got faster, which made my cock move faster in return. She broke long enough to pant, “Cum inside me….fill me one more time….” before her lips smothered mine again.

I didn’t know how close she was to cumming – I didn’t know if she even had one more left. I knew I should keep holding on until I found out for sure. Yet as her lips rubbed over me and her big eyes went dark and hungry right in front of me, there was only so much more I could do.

When Amy’s legs wrapped around me and her hips went up and down in one quick burst, there was nothing left to do.

I’d held this second orgasm in for so long, it was gonna last quite a while. Indeed, time seemed to stand still for at least the middle part of it. Regardless of how much time went by, it wasn’t just my cock that was limp by the end of it.

Fortunately, Amy gave me a little nod so that I could roll off her. Now that I was somewhat more awake, I fully realized what had happened. “Shit….I didn’t get you there….” I realized.

“Trust me, I was familiar enough with….there tonight,” Amy reminded.

“Still…” I reflected, figuring Amy deserved a more explosive end for herself. Maybe she didn’t have it in her – but I should have made a bigger effort to confirm it. I didn’t need a working cock to try that before we went downstairs.

Getting some of my muscle strength back, I crawled down back between Amy’s legs. She looked surprised, so I stayed still and waited for her to give me the go-ahead. Finally, she raised her hips up as a signal.

Looking down at her wet pussy, I realized it was partly wet because my cum was still right in there. When I ate her out, I’d be eating my own juices in part as well. However, it didn’t and couldn’t scare me off.

On the contrary – it made me dive in and devour her even more.

Determined to give her one last explosion, one more reason to celebrate this anniversary – and perhaps one more reason to recommend me for the next one – I held onto Amy’s hips and burrowed my lips and tongue into her. I looked up and watched her face contort and her breasts shake, then got to listen to her cry out yet again.

“You gotta be….oh, fuck! Fine, suck both our juices out….fuck, come here….” Amy panted, now hot enough to make us both sit up and kiss, causing me to just put my finger into her.

As if nothing had happened earlier, Amy rocked her hips on my finger and drove it in deeper, kissing me with the taste of both of us on my mouth. She broke off and hummed in pleasure, enrapturing me one last time, much as I was seemingly doing for her.

“Oh God, please cum one more time….” I had to ask. “Let me see you cum this last time…..let me be the only one that makes you cum….just this once….”

“Yes….yes, I want that….I want you….” she confessed. Deciding not to ask more about that, I just drove a second finger all the way into her and pumped faster, hoping she was almost there.

“Oh, shit, I don’t….I don’t….” Amy trailed
off. A few more cries capped that
off better
than actual words could.

So did that final bit of cum she had trapped inside of her. When it escaped, we promptly took turns licking it off my fingers.

Now we both needed a little rest before we came back downstairs. Hopefully we wouldn’t keep Darren waiting too long while we rested our eyes.

Before we dozed off, I made a mental note, just in case, that four orgasms would be the number to beat next year. And two each for me and him, on the off chance that became an issue.