New Man of the House

They fell silent for a while, basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. Priya was panting, with a little 'wow' here and there. Dominique sighed. 'Damn, I'm thirsty.'

'I'll bring water for everyone!' Rishi said, overly excited. He managed to step out of his pants, and went downstairs.

'Is he okay?' Dominique asked.

'You kidding? He hasn't looked this happy since I bought my first little black dress...' Priya smiled, tracing circles on Dom's chest.

Rishi came back with a tray, carrying three tall glasses of iced water. Each of them took a glass, and took a moment to refresh themselves. Dom was the first to down his drink, and break the silence. 'I take it you liked it?'

'Like it? That was AMAZING!' Priya told Dom. She was gesturing wildly with her hands. 'Not to offend Rishi, but I've never felt so sexy and free during sex! The way you just threw me around, did whatever you wanted and gave me orders... You treated me like a slut, and I got to feel like one! Without the guilt!' She glanced at her husband, and smiled apologetically. 'Like I said, no offense meant...'

'No no, please continue.' Rishi reassured him. 'Seeing you enjoy yourself was super hot, and if you really liked it I want to know. It leaves me sure that you want this and didn't feel pressured into it.'

'Okay, if you say so.' Priya's smile widened. 'That. Was. Mindblowing. And your cock! I loved feeling stretched by your big black cock. And there I said it again! Big black cock! I've never said such dirty things before!'

'Oh, that was just the beginning of dirty talking.' Dominique said with a smirk, caressing Priya's hair.

Rishi laughed, genuinely in a good mood. 'I should feel so aggravated by this. But for some reason, I don't. I just feel lucky I got to see you feeling so much pleasure, and feeling free to express it.'

'I feel lucky too.' Dominique's deep voice sounded calm in comparison to the other two, but he had a pleased smile on his face. 'I have a great new job, a roof over my head, I get to hang out with my friend, and bang a beautiful woman.' Priya blushed, hiding her face in Dom's chest. 'A celebration is in order. I say we order pizza.'

'On it!' Rishi exited the room again, eager to please.

Priya snuggled up to Dom as close as possible. 'He's so happy right now. I wonder if all this will work out okay over time, or if we're on a high because it's new, and it will come down crashing later.'

'Do you think you'll want it to end any time soon?'

'No. I'm worried about Rishi, that's all.'

'He's always been the sensitive type who is in touch with his emotions. Believe in him. And whatever the case...' Dom shrugged. 'We'll have to wait and see.'

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Months passed by, and the novelty never wore off. Dominique fucked Priya in every corner of the house. Whenever she passed by, he'd paw at her breasts, or her plump bottom, and it'd more often than not, turn into passionate sex. Taking clothes off from the drier, was just a chance for Dom to take her doggy style. Doing the dishes, or chores in general, gave Dom an opportunity to fondle her, while ordering her to not lose concentration and focus on what she was doing. Every bed, sofa, chair, and table in the house, were used by Dominique to have his way with Priya. Sometimes they'd do it dangerously close to the living room's window, risking someone getting a glance of them while Dom was balls deep into Priya's mouth.

And Rishi was having as much, if not more fun than them. They were lucky enough to have similar working schedules, so the three of them were together in the house at the same time. This meant Rishi always got to listen to or watch what the other two were doing. He mostly stuck to pleasuring himself on the side, while looking at his wife acting like a slut; brought in on occasion to have an extra pair of hands on Priya's body, and drive her crazy. One day though, he started taking pictures and recording those encounters. And thus their self made amateur porn collection was born. Not that they uploaded it anywhere, but Rishi loved having those videos for his private time, and as the nerd that he was, he also enjoyed classifying everything by acts, places, and other criteria. He knew that Dom would have to go one day, and while they'd still live in the same city, it wouldn't be the same as having him around the whole time, so he really made an effort to preserve those memories for later.

He closed his laptop, after the most recent videos were done transferring from his cellphone, and went to sit on the sofa, next to Priya. Today was a quiet afternoon. Dominique was away for an apartment viewing, and they both were trying to act like they didn't care. They chose a series on Netflix and snuggled up together. Halfway through the episode, they heard Dom come back. He had a frustrated expression, but there was also a hint of sadness to it. It didn't seem like the usual viewing of an apartment not being up to his standards.

Priya was the first to get up. 'Dom, dear, is everything okay?'

'Hm? Yea, everything's okay. Tired, that's all. Gonna take a nap.' He dragged his feet towards the guest room.

Now Rishi was standing next to his wife. 'Or how about you stay and talk about your feelings, like adults do?'

Dominique sighed. Friggin' sensitive type in touch with his emotions. 'I just went to see the apartment and I didn't like it, okay?'

'But you're never sad after seeing an apartment. If anything, you always come and jump me, and then everything goes on as usual.' said Priya.

'It's just...' Dominique made a gesture with his hand, trying to explain something, but then he surrendered. 'Okay, I lied. The apartment was great. Relatively new, good location, great price. A bit far away from here...'

He stuck his hands in his pockets. Priya felt a knot in her chest. She didn't know why. Rishi's mouth was dry. But they didn't interrupt him. 'I just... I'm not sure if I want to take that deal.' At last, he made eye contact with the two. 'I like what we have going on here.'

Rishi's shoulders dropped, relaxing suddenly. Priya sighed loudly. She walked into Dom's arms, and gave him the strongest squeeze she could manage. 'I don't want you to go either.'

Not one to worry about keeping displays of affection manly, Rishi went to hug them too, leaving his wife between the two of them. 'We've lived together for months and everything's been alright. I think we can keep it like this... If you'd like to stay with us.'

Dominique nodded, and wrapped the two of them in his strong arms. From now on, Dom was part of the couple. Of the family.

-.-.-.-.-.-

They may have added Dominique to the family, but that didn't make their bed any bigger. This meant Dom still slept in the guest room. Snuggling up to her husband after a rough day at work was delightful. But her job was mostly pleasant. What happened way more often, was Priya and Dom having sex before going to bed, which meant she had to go upstairs, semen dripping down her legs, to get a quick shower and go to bed. Or even worse, waking up after a hot wet dream, wanting to feel Dom's huge cock deep inside her, having to drag herself off bed and down to the guest room, and wake up her lover, begging to be fucked. Having Dominique wake up earlier and wake up to him taking her would be so sexy... But she slept next to her husband. And they both felt bad about waking him up, and worse, kicking him out if he wasn't in the mood.

One such morning, Dominique rolled off Priya after pounding her so hard, they almost fell off the bed. As they regained their breath, they were squished together in the guest room's bed. Priya let out a loud sigh of frustration. Dom raised his eyebrows. 'Wow, was it that bad?'

'What? No, you know it wasn't-- Don't be silly.' She gave him a light punch on the chest, blushing. During sex, lost in pleasure, she could yell at the top of her lungs how much she loved Dominique's cock. But when they weren't doing it, and with a cool head, she still had a hard time admitting how much she liked sex. 'I was just thinking of how bothersome it is to have to leave my bed in order to get together with you. It kind of ruins the spontaneity. And I get cold.' She pouted, thinking in circles, as Dom mindlessly played with her boob. But then, Priya had a sudden burst of inspiration. 'What if you moved to the master bedroom, and Rishi switched to the guest room?'

Dom looked at her in disbelief. 'I mean... I'd love to. But would Rishi be okay with that?'

Priya had been so excited about the idea that would solve all her problems, that she hadn't considered maybe her husband would protest it. After pondering for a while, she said 'I'm almost a hundred percent sure he'll say yes. But...' She squeezed Dom's hand. 'Remember how I said I was afraid this would all come crashing down some day? What if this is the straw that breaks the camel's back?'

Dominique squeezed her hand back. 'There's only one way to find out.'

Rishi had always had the bad habit of taking his work home. It wasn't needed and no one was paying for that extra time, but he couldn't help but want to make a great job. A good side effect of Priya and Dom's lovemaking sessions, was Rishi always got distracted by them, so he got to actually rest instead of working all day long. This afternoon there was no sex so far though, so Priya had to interrupt his work in order to talk to him. 'Yes, dear?'

Priya played with her own hair. 'We were talking with Dom this morning...'

'Wow, your talking sure sounds a lot like screaming, and you call Dom by his name A LOT.' Rishi teased her with a grin from ear to ear. Priya gave him a light punch on the arm, her cheeks getting a red tint.

She continued after clearing her throat. 'I was thinking you could switch places with Dom. As in, he comes to sleep with me in the master bedroom, and you stay in the guestroom.' She glanced at her husband. His gaze was lost in the distance, and he looked like he was processing her words. 'Because we often like to have morning sex, or say goodbye to the day by getting laid, and your sleeping schedule gets in the way of that. We'd also like to have the double bed to be more comfortable.'

She pressed her lips into a thin line. Her husband wasn't saying anything. Maybe this was too much to ask. But slowly, Rishi started to talk. 'Does... That... Mean... I get to have a room of my own? Precisely, the one with the TV in front of the bed?'

Priya's eyes widened in surprise. 'I guess that is what I'm saying, yes.'

'Ooooh, I could dig up my old playstation and hook it to the TV! And play from the bed! There's also a minifridge in that room. I'll have my own mancave!'

'Say "mancave" again and I'm kicking you out of the house.' Priya teased him. 'But yes. You'll get your own place to relax, and leave work where work belongs: at your workplace. If I ever see your laptop in the guestroom, I'm throwing it out.'

'Whoa okay! Okay! A bit violent today, are we?' Rishi got up to give her a hug. She hugged him back, and let out a big sigh.

'Sorry. I was nervous about how you were going to respond. I shouldn't be taking it out on you, specially after you said yes.'

Rishi nodded, and petted Priya's hair while he hugged her. Then another question entered his mind. 'I wonder if I can hear you having sex from the bedroom.'

Priya chuckled, and hugged him tighter. 'God, you're a pervert.'

'I'm your pervert.'

'I wonder why did I ever think that you'd get angry at us.' Priya said, with her face buried in his chest. Then she pulled away. 'As for if you'll be able to hear... In Dominique's words: there's only one way to find out.'

Dominique didn't wait for Priya to tell him the good news. He had been spying on them from a window, and by their interactions, he could tell Rishi was all about it. As soon as Priya walked into the bedroom, he grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, pulling out a button in the process, and threw her on the bed. He'd already have to buy her new clothes, so he just kept on pulling at the fabric, sending more buttons flying, until Priya's boobs were out, covered by her lacy white bra. 'Let me guess. Rishi said yes, and since you're such a thirty slut, you couldn't wait to celebrate by fucking on this big bed of yours.'

Priya did come with those intentions, but only because Rishi wanted to find out if he could hear. But being manhandled like this, and getting accused of being a whore, she could already feel her clit growing and getting wet. Dom lifted her bra, so her breasts were exposed, and he started sucking on them, alternating attention on her nipples with his tongue, and massaging her tits. Despite his big, manly hands, Priya's breasts still overflowed between his fingers. Priya was gasping and moaning, but she found it in herself to say 'Guilty as charged.'

Dom lowered a hand, and found the wet spot on Priya's pussy. He started rubbing her slit over the fabric. 'Is this what you want?' He spoke into her ear, with a heavy voice.

'Yes. Yes. Yes! Please!' Priya was so aroused by her lover's rough treatment, she couldn't help but buck her hips, craving more contact against his fingers.

'Too bad.' Dom retreated his hands. He straddled Priya, careful not to drop his whole weight on her belly, and undid his belt and zipper, letting his erection spring free over her tits. 'Today you're my fuck-doll, and I'm going to use you for my pleasure only.' He stuck his dick between Priya's boobs, and holding them together, he started thrusting. At this point, Priya should be sucking on his member out of instinct, but she was mesmerized by the sight of his engorged dick emerging from her breasts. Dom hooked his finger in the middle of her bra, and pulled it so it was over her boobs again, keeping them pressed together by the fabric. Priya couldn't believe how hot this man was. She opened her legs and tried to reach her pussy with her hands, desperate for some stimulation there. But Dom took her hands, forced them to be above Priya's head, and tied them down with his belt. He started thrusting harder, hitting her face with each thrust. 'I said, today it's all about my pleasure. Now stop staring at my cock, and start sucking on it.'

Priya did as she was told. She bobbed her head with enthusiasm, because it was all that she could do. She rubbed her legs together, but it wasn't getting her anywhere near an orgasm. She just had this intense feeling of her organ pulsating, and her fluids dripping down her butt cheeks. So she sucked that dick, as if begging for a little finger action if she did a good job. Dom kept massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples, grunting as he got closer to climax. When he felt himself going over the edge, he grabbed Priya's hair and pulled her head back, so instead of finishing in her mouth, he spurted his seed all over her face.

Dom's breathing was heavy, but Priya was out of breath too. She could feel the warm liquid covering her face. There were tons near her mouth. She stuck his tongue out to taste it. She loved the flavor of his lover's seed. Dom's saw this, and smiled. 'You are one thirsty slut. You wanted all that cum to go down your throat, didn't you?' Priya just nodded, her eyes glazed over by lust. 'Well, since you've been such a well-behaved fuck-doll, I'll give you a reward.'

He crawled back, until he could grab Priya's legs and push them up against her. Priya gasped before he even did anything, just in anticipation of what was coming. Dom pulled her skirt back and her panties up, revealing her well shaven cunt, with a bush crowning the top. He made circles around her entrance with his tongue, and then licked up to her clit. He teased the small center of pleasure with the underside of his tongue, which was softer, driving Priya crazy. He used two of his fingers to trace her labia, while inserting a digit from his other hand, and he made the softest sucking motions on her clit. Forget about Rishi hearing from downstairs. By how she screamed when she came on Dom's face, even the neighbors had to hear that. He barely gave her any time to rest, before beginning a new assault. Priya was too sensitive, so her next orgasm came very soon. And then another one. Dom had turned her into a multi-orgasmic machine, and she couldn't do anything about it.

It came to a point where her clit was too sensitive, so his ministrations bordered on painful. Plus she had other needs right now. There was something deep inside of her pussy asking to be hit, to be tamed. When she pressed a hand to move Dom away, it was as if he was reading his mind. His dick was ready to go again, and throwing one of Priya's legs over his shoulder, he buried himself balls deep into her.

Priya moaned and screamed with each thrust. It was driving her to another climax, stronger than anything she had experienced today. She managed to ask 'How are you hard again so soon?! Rishi could never have sex twice in a row!'

Dom leaned against Priya, still holding up her leg, so his cock was reaching deeper than ever. 'And that's why you're having sex with me, instead of that weak husband of yours, right?' When he started thrusting, it finally reached that spot inside her that was begging to be punished. Priya's mind was lost over how his husband alone couldn't satisfy her, and she needed something harder, bigger... She was such a greedy woman, she had even kicked her husband out in order to have this huge dick all day, every day. And she was so hot, her husband just nodded and let her have it.

She came with a loud scream, clawing at her bedsheets. While Dom could get it up again, cumming was a whole other story. But he still enjoyed the show of Priya twitching and being a mess because of him. Plus, he'd get to cum again that night, on that very same bed.

Rishi, on his side, had the door to the guest room closed, and still he heard everything. This gave him the freedom to get naked, and masturbate to the sounds of his slutty wife without a worry in the world. He had to edge himself a lot, in order to enjoy the long spectacle, and he came so hard, he felt like he could pass out at any moment. And he could. Because this was his bed now. He fell asleep with a smile on his face. This truly was a great arrangement.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Dom arrived home with a good wine and some spices Rishi realized at the last minute they had run out of. Rishi was finishing preparing tonight's meal. Priya was setting the table, with their most fancy plates and cutlery. Her in-laws were coming over for dinner. Usually she wouldn't be nervous. Her own parents were way more intense and intimidating. But this was the first time they were coming since Dom joined their family. She didn't want to have to answer difficult questions.

The in-laws arrived: Rishi's mother, father, and younger sister. They were surprised by Dominique's presence, but they brushed it off because the man was Rishi's childhood friend, so it was weird, but not that out of place.

They sat down to eat, and conversation flowed naturally. Like always, Rishi's parents asked when was the baby coming. They said it wasn't in the cards for now, but when it was, they'd be the first to know. His dad was enjoying the food and wine, but to his mom and sister it didn't go unnoticed, when upon the topic of the baby coming up, Priya turned to Dominique and they laughed together, instead of her giggling with her husband. Having adopted the mannerisms of Americans, Priya wasn't a stranger anymore to public displays of affection. But she was touching and caressing both Rishi and Dom in equal measure. She even held hands with Dom, while Rishi poured drinks for everyone and made an effort to be a good host.

When it came time for dessert, Priya said she would bring it, and Dominique offered to help her. The dad had an arm thrown over his son's shoulders, and they were laughing over the president's latest tweets. But his mother and sister followed the other two with their sight, and saw how Dom spoke into Priya's ear, groping her butt.