Lucky Man Ch. 10

"That's delightfully wicked," Amy said, still clutching at Duncan's knees.

It was soon time for everyone to get going, and as everyone began to hug and say goodbye, Duncan cleared his throat. "One more quick thing, I've got a trip out of town this week with Mark and Kara, for work. I'm curious if I could get a nice couple to look after Kelly on Wednesday and maybe Thursday for me?"

He turned and looked at Zeke and Amy, but they both shook their heads. "We have to work doubles on those two days, unfortunately. We had to give something up so we could have Saturday's and Sunday mornings off," Amy explained. "Sorry," she said, standing and kissing him.

That left Ed and Marie and Drake and Molly.

"Actually," Drake said. "Molly and I can keep her company that night. We don't have anything going on."

Duncan smiled and went to shake his hand. "Done," he said, smiling. "I trust you'll make sure she has a good time?"

Kelly felt herself getting wet, seeing her husband negotiating for her time without even glancing at her for input.

"Sure thing," Drake said, clapping him on the shoulder.

He pulled the two of them aside though and spoke quietly. "I've got a serious poker game tomorrow night. I'd like you two to be there. It's a $1000 buy in and we could use a sixth chair."

"Sure," Duncan said. "You want me to bring Kelly to keep Molly company?"

Drake smiled. "Actually, what do you think about them playing hostesses for us. Get them to wear something revealing and give us a little eye candy?"

Duncan smiled, but it was Kelly who answered. "That sounds fun!"

"It's a deal," Duncan said, clasping his hand again.

"We'll see you Monday then," Drake replied.

As they climbed into the truck to head home, Kelly turned and looked at him. "You know, this is the first time in a few weeks we haven't brought someone back with us."

He nodded. "I know, feels weird right?"

She laughed. "So what do you think this poker party entails?"

He shrugged at that. "Honestly, Drake is a serious poker player, so unless this is just a "for fun" game, then I don't know that you're going to be doing anything too risqué. Maybe you'll be a distraction for the other players so he can win some money? Maybe you'll just be there to refill drinks and look pretty."

"I can certainly do that," she said. "I liked how you were... 'negotiating' without my consent," she said after a short pause.

He turned and smiled. "I figured you'd like that."

She nodded. "You got my pussy wet," she said. "Again."

He smiled. "What happens at the poker party will be anyone's guess, but personally, you can do whatever your sexy little ass desires, my love."

"Really?" she asked, mildly surprised.

He nodded. "I'll be there, but you don't need to feel obliged to check with me, unless you need to. I just feel like you haven't had as much fun as I've been having."

She grinned and slid over in the seat next to him. Fumbling for his zipper, she quickly pulled out his cock and began to stroke him, her head sliding under his arm to engulf the tip of his cock.

"Mmm," she moaned, taking his swiftly growing member in deeper. She heard him sigh and moan softly as she sucked him. She was getting to where she loved the power she felt when she had him in her mouth. She figured if she got good enough at it, she could make him do whatever she wanted for one, not that she'd do that to her own husband.

"Someone else's maybe," she thought, grinning briefly to herself.

She continued sucking his cock all the way home, and by the time they made it through their bedroom door, a long line of discarded clothes led back to the front entrance. He spun her around quickly as they approached the bed, surprising her.

Arching her back, she moaned in pleasure as he rubbed at her pussy, one of his hands reaching up to roughly grope at her breast and pull at a nipple ring.

She groaned and fought to spin around, or move to the bed, but his grip was iron and he wasn't moving. He turned her a few seconds later, though, and pushed her up against their bedroom wall.

"Oh," she moaned, smiling back at him. He nodded, grinning widely as he gripped both of her hips and slid in quickly. Her pussy was soaked and accepted him easier than it normally did. His hands felt like vices on her thighs, pulling at her tender flesh as he began to thrust in and out, his cock driving pleasure from every crevice of her tender pussy. Succulent juices lubricated his thick cock as he drove it home, again and again. She felt him reach around then and pull both of her nipple rings, forcing her whole body with them and sending her over the edge. Yelping in pleasure, she came forcefully on his cock, squeezing tightly and sending him over the edge in turn. Thick streams of cum filled her, pent up as he was from not coming at all that day. She yelped again and again as the orgasm worked its way through her until they both finally stumbled to bed.

Collapsing into each other, they haphazardly threw the sheets over themselves and fell asleep almost immediately.

Dawn came, and Kelly awoke to the wonderful sensation of her husband's face between her legs. His talented tongue brought her to a mind-numbing orgasm as she arched her back and gripped his face. Sliding up her torso, he started to wipe his face on a pillow before she stopped him. Grinning, she brought his lips to her own and kissed him deeply, her own juices intermixing with their saliva. Turned on by her brazen naughtiness, he reached down with a single hand to the small of her back and pulled, his cock sliding slowly in, pushing at the folds of her cunt and causing her eyes to roll back in her head.

"Oh God, Baby," she groaned. He smiled as they resumed kissing passionately. Slowly, methodically, he began to thrust deeply into her, his beautifully large dick forcing pleasure from every crevice and crease of her pussy.

He gripped one side her head with one hand, and steadied himself on the bed with the other. His much larger form dwarfed hers, and she knew he could do whatever he wanted to her if he so chose. She would have no way of stopping him. The thought of being helpless to resist him turned her on more, and brought her closer to another orgasm. She suddenly realized why Dana had the particular fantasy in mind that she did. It was intoxicating to think that someone could take what they wanted from you, someone you knew and trusted just having their way with you.

His cock began to slide faster and faster into her punished pussy, her orgasm filling her head with euphoria and endorphins as it crested and finally washed over her. The walls of her pussy convulsed involuntarily down onto his hammering shaft, drawing more and more pleasure out of her and causing her entire body to clench. Unable to speak, she lay there as he did as he pleased. He began to slow down then, and finally slid out of her as she finished cumming. They lay there panting for a few minutes before he slid out of bed, pulling her with him and heading to the shower.

In silence, they kissed and caressed each other as they washed. Not a word was spoken, but lips pressed against skin. Sex organs were rubbed and scrubbed as the water splashed over the two of them. He helped her out of the tub and reached for a towel. Starting slowly, deliberately, he began to towel her off. His methodical approach made her smile, and it seemed an act of affection. He handed the towel to her as he finished, and she dried him off in the same manner, supplanting the towel for a gentle kiss against his flesh every once in a while.

Taking the towel in one hand, he hung it on the curtain rod and spread it out to dry. Turning, he led her out of the bathroom and over to her dresser. Pulling open her panty drawer, he fumbled through them and pulled out a nice matching set that showed just the right amount of flesh. It was baby blue, and lacy. Smiling, he held it up briefly and winked at her.

Falling to his knees, he gently lifted one of her legs and kissed her inner thigh, just above the knee. She smiled and ran a hand through his damp hair, mussing it a little as he began to slowly slide the panties on for her. Grinning, she shook her head playfully at him as he smiled up at her briefly. Lifting her other leg, he slid it into the lacy garment, and then pulled slowly as the fabric ran up her legs. He had to pull a little harder to get it over her buttocks, and the movement caused it to fold a little. Standing, he pulled her close and peered behind her, his fingers quickly unfolding and smoothing out the garment.

Spinning her around, he readjusted the pair of panties, and reached for the matching bra. Sliding it through her arms, he pulled the garment on as he tenderly kissed her neck. Smoothing the straps and positioning the cups correctly, he pulled the straps back and clasped them together. Reaching around, he playfully jiggled her breasts and kissed her neck again, drawing a laugh and causing her to spin. Her lips pressed forcefully against his, and her tongue quickly found a home in his mouth, dancing with his own. She playfully stroked his cock, squeezing and sliding the skin up and down. She felt him grow slowly more erect, and released him.

Turning, she pulled him over to his dresser and retrieved a pair of black boxer-briefs. Sliding them slowly up his legs as she knelt in front of him, she could not help but lick at the tip of his cock as it bobbed slowly in front of her. She cried out in mild surprise when she had the underwear halfway up his body. His hand suddenly appeared on the back of her head and pulled her head upwards, her lips being forced open by his cock. She glanced upwards and grinned, opening her mouth to accept him in completely.

He pulled, forcing his cock deep into her mouth and threatening to cause her to gag, but she fought back the reflex. Slowly, he extricated it from her mouth before sliding it in a final time. Sliding it out, he looked down and winked and then nodded towards his underwear.

She pouted briefly, but slid the black fabric upwards until it snugly covered his delicious looking cock.

"Good morning," he said, pulling her up and kissing her.

"Good morning, my love," she said.

The two made their way downstairs to make breakfast and as they entered the kitchen, Kelly noticed she had a message on her phone. Quickly checking it, she tossed it back to the counter.

"Marie isn't going to be able to come over this morning," she said.

"Oh yeah?" he replied.

"She says that she's a little under the weather," Kelly answered.

"Are we still doing the sex lessons?" he asked.

Kelly nodded. "I'm sure there is always stuff we can learn, but I think Marie would like an opportunity with you, honestly."

He chuckled and shrugged. "She'll get one eventually, I'm sure."

Duncan nodded. "So did you have fun at the party last night?"

"I did!" she replied. "I mean, I love to flirt and get all horny and worked up, but it was really nice and exciting to just watch other people having sex, you know."

He nodded. "I know what you mean. I highly doubt that anyone went home and didn't get laid."

"Except Dana," Kelly said. The thought made her a little sad. "We should invite her over today so we can talk about her fantasy."

He turned and looked at her, slightly incredulous. "Really?" he asked.

She turned and cocked her head, curious at his reaction.

"I mean, I'm all for acting out one of her fantasies," he clarified. "I just don't know about that particular one. Like you told her, it goes against the very core of my being."

She nodded. "I know, Baby. We'll have her over for lunch and we can talk about it. We can see what she has in mind. I don't think you're actually going to be breaking into her house."

He shrugged, unconvinced.

"Sweetie," she said, turning and handing him a plate of breakfast food. "I don't know if you realize it, but you have a way of changing your voice. With me, in normal conversation, it's nice and soft, non-threatening. But when you need to lay down some... Alpha-Male vibes, it takes on this rich baritone. It says, there's a dark side to me that you don't want to mess with. Plus, you're taller and physically bigger than everyone else in our group. Your cock has its own zip code and you could realistically do whatever you wanted to any of the ladies in the group, whether they wanted to or not."

He shook his head, missing the point. "You know I'd never..."

She raised a hand, interrupting him. "One of the most erotic things about making love to you, is when you're on top of me. I know that you could crush me if you want. You could wrap your hands around my throat and squeeze the life out of me. You could hold me down and fuck me until you wanted to stop. There would be nothing I could do to stop you."

Again he shook his head, but she held her hand up again.

"It's in those moments that I find myself really turned on," she said.

He looked surprised and stared at her for a moment. "Really?" he asked finally.

She smiled. "Think of Amy and Zeke. Sometimes it's really nice not being in control. This just takes it a step further. I'm sure Dana's is a few steps beyond what I like, but like I said, we'll have to talk to her and see."

They sat down and ate quietly for a few minutes. Turning, he looked at her. "So you actually like feeling helpless?"

She nodded. "Sometimes. Sometimes I want to be the aggressor and fuck my man like I want to fuck him."

He smiled and nodded, seeming to have finally worked through it. They finished breakfast and began to mill around the house doing their daily chores after pulling a few more clothes on. Kelly started on laundry and Duncan went to take care of the outside work. Kelly took a moment to text Dana, and the young woman agreed to come over a little after lunch.

Fixing a light meal, the two ate and discussed their upcoming events.

"So you're going to leave early Wednesday, or late Tuesday?" Kelly asked.

"Early Wednesday. We should get back early Friday morning."

Kelly nodded. "Don't forget we have my cousin, Stephen's wedding in a few weeks. We'll have to head back to Katy for that."

Duncan nodded. "He invited me to the bachelor party the night before."

"Fun!" Kelly said. "Though a bachelor party the night before the wedding is never a good idea."

Duncan nodded. "That's the truth. Still, it should be a good time as long as your cousin doesn't fuck anything up."

She shrugged. "I haven't seen them in a couple of years at least; maybe he's not the same screw up he used to be."

She finished eating and tossed her paper plate into the trash. "I was thinking, we need to start planning parties for the holidays."

He turned, finishing his sandwich and stood to clear his plate from the table. "St. Patrick's day is the seventeenth?" he asked.

She thought for a bit and nodded. "It's the tenth now though, so I don't think we have enough time to plan for this one. The next big one is the fourth of July. We can definitely plan something for that."

He smiled in agreement. The sounds of a car pulling into the drive reached their ears then. Smiling, Kelly turned and headed for the door.

*****

Duncan

He suddenly grew nervous for some reason, knowing that Dana was coming into the house. It had to be the thought of her fantasy in his head.

"Like she's going to want you to rape her as soon as she walks in the door. Idiot," he told himself.

Kelly opened the door as Dana walked up the steps.

He couldn't hear what the two were saying until they came back in. Coming around the corner he smiled as Dana looked up through the open door.

"Come on in," Kelly was saying.

"Duncan," Dana said, smiling. She surprised Kelly by giving her a full kiss on the mouth, causing the redhead to briefly cry out in mild alarm. She returned the kiss quickly though as Dana turned and moved to hug and kiss Duncan.

"So how are you guys?" she asked, stopping and looking at the two of them.

"Great," Duncan said smiling. "You look really gorgeous today."

Dana rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Thank you."

Kelly ushered them into the den where they could talk and went to retrieve some drinks for them.

Their guest didn't seem to be the shy violet that she normally was. "You seem much less nervous than when we're with the group," Kelly commented.

Duncan nodded in agreement.

Smiling, Dana shrugged. "I get nervous in large groups," she said. "Unless it's my class, I start to get really antsy."

The all took a drink then, causing a laugh among themselves.

"So, why don't you detail what you want your fantasy to be," Kelly said. "We'll see if Duncan can actually do it, and we'll go from there."

Dana smiled and cleared her throat. "Well, I know it's really taboo and all, but I've always had this desire to be used, like you guys seem to use Amy and Zeke. My fantasy just takes that to another level."

He couldn't help but look at her as she spoke. She had light brown hair that went past her shoulders, adorably large ears that served to make her strangely more attractive, and high cheek bones that made it seem like she was always smiling, even when she was nervous.

She looked close enough to Molly that you could see the resemblance, but the older sister usually wore her hair shorter.

"So usually, I think about it when I... you know..." she said, blushing suddenly. Duncan smiled as she glanced up at the two of them.

Kelly, sensing her nervousness, raised a hand. "Why don't we finish these drinks, get refills, and we can talk in our bedroom and relax a little bit more."

Dana smiled widely for a second before catching herself. Covering her mouth, she nodded.

Duncan shook his head playfully at his wife, but quickly downed the whiskey she'd brought him. Standing, he took Dana by the hand and began to walk her around the house while Kelly fixed them new drinks.

Eventually, the trio made it to their bedroom and set their drinks on the bedside tables.

"Why don't you get comfortable," Kelly said, indicating a pile of pillows at the head of the bed.

Dana smiled and nodded, sliding upwards and making a neat little nest of pillows. Duncan and Kelly took positions on either side of her, near the foot of the bed and facing her.

"So, continue. You were describing how you like to fantasize when you masturbate," Kelly said. Dana blushed, but nodded and cleared her throat.

He glanced briefly at his wife as she picked up the nervous woman's foot and began to gently massage.

"Ooh," Dana remarked as Duncan picked up the other and followed his wife's lead. "That feels really good, you guys," she said, relaxing visibly.

"Usually, my fantasies are about a nice hard cock, a beautiful woman, or a nice passionate affair, but occasionally..."

Duncan expertly kneaded the ball of her foot, making her squirm a little in pleasure.

"Ooh," she moaned again. "I think I should warn you that my feet are definitely one of my erogenous zones."

Kelly smiled. "Good. How else are we going to get you all turned on otherwise?"

Dana blushed then and smiled at her.

"Continue with your fantasy," Duncan prompted.

She nodded. "When I get especially horny, I think about my darkest fantasy. Usually it takes place in my house, because that makes it more real. I like to picture a stranger in my house, creeping around while I sleep. Then he spies me lying in bed, and quietly ties a rope around each of my ankles and my wrists, tying them to the bed and securing me in place before I wake up. Then, he blindfolds me with something, or I'm wearing a black sleep mask."

Duncan slowly brought her foot up and kissed the side, moving towards her leg. He glanced over and saw Kelly doing the same. He caught her eye and flashed a smile. She grinned back widely before planting another kiss.