He Fucked My Girl Ch. 07

I sat back watching them, feeling like a third wheel. Still leaning back on his muscular chest, she turned her head to open mouth kiss him. As they kissed, he cupped her breasts with one hand. With his other hand he fingered her clit. Moaning into his mouth, she rubbed his muscular thighs and reached back to cup and fondle his erection.

After kissing a long time, she broke away from him, gasping. She came to me and put her hand on my chest. "Just give me a second," she said to be still gasping, her hand on my chest for balance. Then she straddled my legs and kissed me. We tongued each other and I moved my hand between our bodies, fondling her breasts as Ricky had been doing.

But Ricky didn't give me any space with her. He pressed his muscular chest into her slim back and kissed her neck. She moaned into my mouth as he expertly kissed and nipped just below her ear, one of her most erogenous zones. He snaked his hand back down her body and again found the hole in her pantyhose, this time pushing one and then two fingers into her wet pussy. Why hadn't I fingered her when I had the chance? He finger fucked her, and she moved up and down on his fingers like they were a cock. This caused her to break the kiss with me, and for a moment we made eye contact as she moved up and down on his thick fingers. Her eyes were glazed over with passionate lust. She closed her eyes breaking even the eye contact with me, her nostrils flaring as she moved up and down on his fingers. Then he pulled her hair and she looked back and they were kissing open mouth again.

They kissed and Jen rode his fingers for what seemed like minutes, my baby moaning into his mouth. Then he picked her up -- somehow still kissing and fingering her -- and carried her to our bedroom. She broke the kiss long enough to say "come here baby."

I followed but stopped short of the door, looking at them through the mirror as I'd done earlier that day. "Where's Mike?" she asked as Ricky laid her onto her back and got between her opened legs.

Ricky answered her by pushing his big cock into her wet pussy. "Oh god!" she groaned.

"You shouldn't have left me this morning babe, I knew you needed more!"

"I think I got enough from you last night!" she said with a giggle. But then the giggle turned into a groan as he pushed more of his thick shaft into her. "God you feel so good!"

"You like feeling me inside you babe?"

"God you know I do! I can't get enough of you!"

Clearly she'd forgotten all about me. So much for all of us playing together like we'd done in the past. I sat on the sofa feeling sorry for myself, listening them fuck just a few feet away. Despite my heartache I was hard as a rock. I took out my cock and jacked off listening to them fuck. I came almost immediately, catching my jism in a tissue. I tossed the tissue away, feeling pathetic and hating myself. I laid on the sofa and smashed the pillow over my head to drown out their moans and groans of sex.

I guess I must have nodded off. It was still dark, although I saw light coming from the hallway.

"You need to go Ricky," I heard Jen say.

"Why babe? He's passed out."

I heard kissing, and then giggles from Jen. "Come on Ricky, stop," she said with more giggles.

"Why do I have to go?" Ricky asked again, this time with annoyance in his voice. "You can't leave me this way - what are you, a fucking cock tease?"

"Don't get mad," Jen said in a soothing voice. I imagined her softly rubbing his chest, the way she always did with me. "He's my husband."

"I need you as much as him," he said, his voice now tinged with anger. "He gets you all week long, I only get you for one night. Why did you leave this morning?"

"I told you," she said in her soothing voice, still softly rubbing his chest. "I promised Mike I'd get home early."

"What about me?" he said bitterly. "Don't I mean anything to you?"

"You do baby, I've told you how much you mean to me." I imagined her reaching on her tip toes and kissing Ricky's face, the way she did with me when I was angry.

A pause, and then Jen softly said, "You mean a lot to me."

Then I heard Ricky moan. I imagined Jen had got on her knees and she was giving him head. This was confirmed when Ricky moaned, "Fuck Jen you do that so good."

"You like that?" she breathed in a soft sultry voice. A pause as she sucked him some more.

"Yeah, yeah," he moaned. I imagined him rolling his head back as his orgasm neared. "Shit Jen. Shit, yeah, fuck, yeah, ..." Then a loud groan, and then sounds of swallowing and choking.

I heard shuffling of feet -- Jen standing up. "God you always cum so much," she with a giggle.

"Here," he said -- probably helping her wipe her face with a towel. I heard them kiss. "I have Wednesday off, spend the day with me."

Silence. I imagined she looked back at me in the darkness, a look of indecision and guilt on her pretty face. "We'll see," she said noncommittally. "You better go now. I'll see you Wednesday if I can."

Moments later I heard her footsteps. I thought she was coming to me, but instead she went into the bathroom. I heard the water run as she washed her face. I heard her brushing her teeth and using mouth wash. Then I heard her changing the sheets on our bed. Finally she came over to me and sat on the edge of the sofa.

My eyes were open. She didn't seem surprised to see me awake. She ran her hand through my hair. She wore a robe and had her hair up into a pony tail. Her face looked freshly washed and her breath smelled fresh. She looked so pretty and sweet. Still running her fingers through my hair, she said "I'm sorry, that didn't go like I wanted."

I paused, not knowing what to say. Finally, wanting to fill the silence, I said "You two get pretty intense."

She gave me a tight smile, but she sensed from the hurt on my face that this wasn't the time to joke or play the Game. "You're so great for letting me go tonight. I think it helped Melody with me there." Jen leaned over and kissed me. As she did Ricky's ring fell out of her robe.

"I'm sorry," she said. She took it off and laid it on the table.

I stared at the ring. "Did you fool around?" I asked.

"No," she said with a shake of her head, softly rubbing my chest. "He wanted to go to his apartment, but I wanted to come back to you." I guess hurt was still on my face, so she added, "I'm sorry it turned out like it did."

A long silence followed. Then she asked "What are we going to do Mike?"

I didn't know. Another long silence. Then I said "I guess it's more than a crush now."

Jen hesitated, then said, "Maybe ... I guess so."

"Would you stop seeing him if I asked you to?"

"Yes," she said. But I heard reluctance in her voice. She saw me looking inquiringly at her, and she added, "He's an asshole, I know. But he's fun too. And sometimes he's nice."

I didn't know what to make of her answer. But I'd pushed her into this, and it didn't seem right for me to just abruptly end it. I was afraid it might throw up a wall between us. "I don't want you going out with him Wednesday," I said with finality.

"I won't then," she said. She tugged at my shoulders. "Come on baby, come to bed." I spooned her in bed (in the fresh sheets she'd put on), and she hugged my arm tight around her. She felt my erection pressing between her cheeks. She reached behind, took out my cock and guided me into her, and we made love.