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“Kala, Rajan! I’m here!” Wolfgang called, walking into their home and dropping his bag next to the door before closing and locking the door behind him. “You two here,” he asked as he began toeing out of his shoes and socks, leaving them next to his bag.
“We’re in the bedroom, my love!” Rajan’s voice echoed out a moment later.
Wolfgang smiled, hanging up his jacket before making his way towards the bedroom.
It’d been about a month since he’d visited Kala and Rajan in person, missing both of them terribly. Even though he could see them whenever he wanted, he couldn’t really interact with Rajan unless it was through Kala or over the phone. And being with Kala in person was just different than visiting her; he could actually feel her, her skin, her hair, her lips. It was hard to explain, especially for someone who didn’t know how to put his thoughts and feelings into words like Wolfgang.
“The one time I’m prepared for Kala to jump into my arms as soon as I step into the house and neither of you are- Well hello ,” Wolfgang stops, staring at the very welcoming view he just turned the corner to. “Never mind, this is better.”
Kala giggles, making full eye contact with Wolfgang as she sits naked at the headboard, legs spread in invitation that Wolfgang fully intended to take. Wolfgang broke eye contact as he felt arms wrap around him from behind him, Rajan’s beard scratching against the back of his neck as a kiss was placed just behind his ear. Oh shit… “This… This has something to do with me distracting you a couple weeks ago, doesn’t it?”
“Yes it does. Rajan, step back so he can take his clothes off,” Kala ordered, smiling mischievously at Wolfgang. She looked at Rajan sympathetically as he pouted, moving away from Wolfgang to stand at the side of the bed, “Sweetheart, you can cuddle him afterwards. He’s going to need it.”
Wolfgang internally curses, a shiver going down his spine at Kala’s ominous words as he began taking his clothes off, laying them on a chair in the corner. Finished, he moves to stand in front of the bed, trying his best to look Kala in the eye instead of letting his gaze slip downwards to stare at her already wet pussy. “What would you like next, ma’am?”
“You are going to kneel in front of me, eating me out as Rajan fucks his fist into you and you are only allowed to cum when I say,” Kala explains, her breathing deepening with Wolfgang’s as she sees his eyes darken with lust. “Understood?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Wolfgang nods, climbing onto the bed to kneel in front of Kala before leaning down to place his mouth just above her pussy. It took everything in him to not dive right in, looking up at Kala from under his eyelashes instead to ask, “Is this what you wanted, Mistress?”
“Yes, darling. That’s perfect,” Kala praises, giving Wolfgang a small smile before she looks up at Rajan who’s still standing next to the bed, “Rajan, your turn, my love.”
“Oh! Right, I just have to…” Rajan trails off to quickly grab the lube off the nightstand before he climbs onto the bed behind Wolfgang. He squirts a generous amount of lube onto his fingers before bringing one up to rub on and around Wolfgang’s hole, massaging the lube into the man. “Are you ready, my loves?”
Rajan waited until he heard a firm ‘yes’ from his wife contrasted by a breathless one from Wolfgang before he slowly pressed his finger past the ring of muscle until it sank in knuckle-by-knuckle with a small gasp from Wolfgang. Despite his wife’s need for payback, Rajan gave Wolfgang a moment or two to adjust before starting to stretch him out, avoiding the man’s prostate for the time being.
As Wolfgang’s noises began to grow in volume, Kala threaded her fingers through his hair and pushed his head down to force his mouth against her. She sighed as Wolfgang immediately put his mouth to work, licking around her most sensitive area and slowly moving inward. The gasps and moans Rajan forced out of Wolfgang added to her pleasure, the vibrations against her pussy felt amazing. Kala could tell by the way Wolfgang mewled against her that Rajan added another finger just before Wolfgang was fully ready for it. “Mmm, Wolfgang, you’re doing so well, my dear. Oh yesss, right there, do that again- Oh! ”
Wolfgang worked Kala through her orgasm, lapping up as much of her juices as he could, moaning at the taste and the feel of Rajan’s very talented fingers working inside of him. “Fuck, Kala, you taste so good. And Rajan– fuck –I’m so jealous you get these fingers whenever you want,” Wolfgang spoke into Kala’s ear, moaning as Rajan just barely brushes against his prostate.
“Rajan, stop,” Kala ordered, gripping Wolfgang’s hair to lift his head to look into his eyes.
Wolfgang whines, wincing at the burn of his scalp and the lack of fingers in his ass, “Fuck, fuck fuck… Wha- Why’d you stop?! Please, please, I need-”
“Wolfgang, be quiet,” Kala said, waiting until she was sure Wolfgang was going to stay silent, “Stay in your body or I will tie you up, you will watch me ride Rajan and you will not be cumming until tomorrow when we retry this. Got it?”
Wolfgang gritted his teeth against the mere idea of doing what Kala just said. “Okay, I got it. I’m s- sorry, Mistress.”
“Good. Rajan,” Kala prompted, dropping Wolfgang, who just barely caught himself before headbutting her. “Get back to it, boys.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Rajan said excitedly, adding more lube to his fingers before pressing three of them into Wolfgang, slowly but firmly pushing forward until they were all the way in.
Wolfgang whined as he got back to eating Kala out, the growing pleasure in his groin fueling his efforts as he sped up. He began licking and sucking Kala’s clit for a few moments before thrusting his tongue inside of her and repeating the process until Kala came on his mouth a second time with a cry.
Wolfgang slowed his movements down, stopping completely with a groan as Rajan added his pinky to the mix, slowly scissoring his fingers inside of Wolfgang. “Ugh, fuck… Rajan, please. Please, I need it all, all of you.”
“You won’t be getting anymore if you don’t get back to using that mouth of yours for something other than talking,” Kala threatened, putting her fingers back in Wolfgang’s hair and putting his mouth back on her sensitive pussy with a hiss. She had two, maybe three, more orgasms in her and she planned on Wolfgang taking her through them all.
“Sorry, Mistress,” Wolfgang muttered, his words muffled against Kala as he started working her to her third orgasm, a pleasant ache beginning in his jaw but when has he ever let that stop him? A moan escaped his lips as Rajan’s finger brushed against his prostate, no doubt by accident but with how full he was, Rajan couldn’t exactly avoid it forever.
Rajan continued thrusting his four fingers into Wolfgang, pressing them all the way in before scissoring them when he couldn’t go any farther to ensure he was ready to take his fist. He gave a few more thrusts before he completely removed his hand from Wolfgang, adding more lube to his hand as he heard an absolutely pitiful whine coming from his boyfriend at the loss. “Shh, shh, my love. I’m going to give you what you want very soon, alright?”
Wolfgang doubled down on Kala, determined to make her cum again before his brain started to melt from Rajan’s fist in his ass. They’d done this a couple times before but this time, Rajan seemed much more comfortable than the other times, which made Wolfgang think he was gonna have a much harder time stopping himself from cumming, let alone giving Kala pleasure.
Kala gasped, ramping up to her third orgasm quickly as Wolfgang attacked all of her sensitive spots, in and around her pussy before he solely focused on sucking at her clit. That constant stimulation at her overstimulated clit brought her over quickly, her legs shaking as they squeezed around Wolfgang’s shoulders. “W- Wolfgang! Okay, okay! Stop, stop, stop…”
Wolfgang kept his smirk to himself as he let Kala’s clit slip from his mouth, pushing one of her legs down with his head so that he could rest on her thigh. He was glad he did as he soon felt Rajan’s four fingers entering him, his thumb joining the mix this time. Wolfgang pressed his forehead into Kala’s thigh as he whimpered, panting as he was stretched to the brim by Rajan’s glorious hand. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god, please, I- I’m so close,” Wolfgang begged, actually wishing one of them had put a cock ring on him to physically stop him from cumming because it was taking every last one of his brain cells to stop himself.
“Not yet, love. Rajan’s not done with you yet. Aren’t you, love?” Kala petted his hair, looking down at Wolfgang before she shifted her gaze to Rajan who looked amazed as he watched his hand disappear inside Wolfgang.
“No,” is all Rajan could say before he slowly pulled his hand out, listening to Wolfgang moan as his hole stretched over the widest part of his hand, getting smaller around his fingers and stretching again as Rajan forced his hand back in. “You’re doing amazing, Wolfgang. Absolutely amazing.”
All Wolfgang could do was whine as Rajan’s hand dragged against his prostate, his aching dick leaking profuse amounts of precum underneath him. God, Wolfgang had no idea how his orgasm hadn’t forced its way out of him with the way he was sweating buckets, his body red all over, the head of his dick most of all. But if Rajan kept rubbing against his sweet spot, no matter if Wolfgang wanted to or not, his dick was going to explode .
“Alright, Wolfgang. You can cum when you want,” Kala said quietly, brushing Wolfgang’s hair from over his face.
Rajan curled his fingers into a fist on his next inward thrust, the stretch and strong pressure against his prostate sent Wolfgang over the edge, a scream ripped from his throat. Wolfgang’s dick shot between his legs making him all sticky but he couldn’t care with how good he felt, moaning into Kala’s thigh as Rajan fucked him through it.
Just before Wolfgang could whine from the overstimulation becoming too much, Rajan slowly removed his hand from Wolfgang, grabbing a towel next to him to clean his hand. Wolfgang worked hard to gather enough brain cells to say, “Rajan, fuck me. Please, fuck me. Want you so bad.”
Rajan hesitated for a moment, glancing at Kala for confirmation. Though at her nod, he immediately lifted up onto his knees, positioning himself at Wolfgang’s gaping hole before sinking in with little to no resistance. “Oh my… Wolfgang, how are you still tight, my love,” Rajan groaned, fucking into Wolfgang purely to take his own pleasure.
“He’s always tight,” Kala teased, rubbing Wolfgang’s back as he whined at the extra stimulation, his cock interested but unable to get hard again. Kala looked up at her husband, watching his face contort in pleasure as he got closer and closer to his orgasm.
It took only a few more thrusts before Rajan groaned as he came inside Wolfgang, his cum leaking out of Wolfgang’s overstretched hole. Rajan stopped for a moment to catch his breath before he slipped out, sliding off the bed to grab something to clean his lovers up with.
“Well, that looked fun. Didn’t appreciate burning my food from the distraction though.” Will popped in, looking at his clustermates with a deadpan expression, arms crossed over his chest contrasted by the humor and lust in his eyes.
Wolfgang snorted at the irony, being a distraction is what got him into this mess. Being a sensate though, there were plenty of distractions.