Fighting for love

Chapter 50

Clytia and Nolam had spent days talking about limitations and had finally agreed on what was okay and what was not. The rules were:
• No sexual contact between both men;
• No anal sex;
• No double penetration;
• They would stop the interaction if Nolam was not comfortable during the ordeal;
• Kissing, oral and penetrative sex was allowed only with the presence of Nolam in the room.

It had led to the moment present, with both of them and Nick in her bedroom.

The beginning of the night had been awkward. They had diner together. Despite the effort of Nick to carry a conversation, Nolam remained silent and moody. It took Clytia forcing him to slow dance with her, to have him finally relaxing.

She suspected that Nick would feel abandoned. But at the moment, Nolam was her priority. When he was finally into the moment, she had them sitting on the couch as she lap-danced for them.

She could feel the bass of the music vibrating through her body as her hips were grinding alternatively against both men. Her hands were moving sensually, teasing and enticing her neck, her stomach, her hips as the music took over her mind.

It didn't took long for the atmosphere to change. Nolam and Nick's eyes were filled with lust. She loved that she was the reason. She twirled on herself, sending flirtatious glances to both of them. The sway of her hips was hypnotizing. She let her fingers roamed over her breast as she grinded against Nolam crotch while sending a seductive smile to Nick.

She felt the strong hands of her husband wrap around her waist and crushing her back to his chest before his soft lips landed a trail of wet kisses in her neck, making her moan. She got up from his lap and gently, she took his hand and Nick's to lead them to the bedroom.

Nolam was the first to react as he began kissing her seductively. Nick stayed on the side, watching them. After a moment, Clytia extended her hand in his direction. He took it and she turned towards him before kissing him. He was hesitant at first. But when he realized that Nolam was relaxed, he finally did the same.

Nolam was now behind her. She could feel his breath in her hair before he brushed them on the side to kiss the back of her neck. His hips were moving against her back as he pulled her closer to him. His fingertips ran along her shoulders, leaving goose bumps on their way.

Nick deepened his kiss as his tongue played with her. She could feel his thumbs brushing along her tits as she rubbed her ass against Nolam who gently pushing the straps of her dress to reveal her naked boobs. Nick took a step back to admire her, a mischievous grin on his face.

He took in her glazed eyes, her parted lips as she moaned, her boobs moving up and down at the rhythm of the breathing. He had never been this excited. The hands of Nolam were caressing and pinching her erected nipples as he kept kissing her neck and shoulders. This view, of her completely giving up control of her body, was perfect, almost surreal.

"You're so fucking beautiful boo!" he let out with an appreciative smirk, before resuming their kiss.

After a while Nolam spun her and pushed her on the bed, making her dress move up on her stomach. He crawled toward her and lifted the dress above her head, before getting rid of her underwear, baring her to them completely.

"Fuck!" Nick said.

Clytia knew Nolam was trying his best to please her and she was grateful.

"Why am I the only one naked here?" she inquired, a shy smile on her lips. "I want to see you guys all naked and ready for me."

Nick blue eyes were clouded with hunger. He wasted no time to get rid of his clothes and latched on her breast, making her gasp.

Nolam, on the other side, took his time. Even with the weight loss, he was still the most handsome man she had ever seen. His muscles contracted as he moved.

Nolam grabbed her face as his lips brushed against her, teasing, before his tongue swept her lips. She smiled against him before crashing her lips to his. She moved her tongue against his, licking and biting his lips in the process. Her hands rake through his hair, holding him as her body reacted to his touch as a puppet to its master.

She could feel a pool building in her core as he pulled her legs apart and positioned himself between them, stroking her inner thighs. She whimpered, slowly losing control.

"Lay down and let us take care of you." Nick instructed.

She did as requested and let her body relax to enjoy the tingling sensations that trailed across her skin. Nick calloused hands gently caressed her upper body while he kissed her. It was slow and controlled. His tongue mirroring the movement of his fingers on her nipples.

Nolam's tongue took her by surprise and made her gasp as it delved between her folds and swirling around her swollen clit. He began to flick up and down slowly causing her to buck her hips. Her hands tangled in his hair when his fingers moved along her opening before sliding in her, earning a sharp inhalation from her.

He grabbed her legs and hooked them over his shoulders as his fingers kept plunging into her core. She began to shake slightly against him as she felt him smile.

He trailed kisses up her inner thighs. He was taking his time, lingering on her mount, causing her to tremble. Again.

Clytia let go of his hair and used Nick as an anchor, digging her nails on his shoulder as he was worshipping her boobs.

Nolam's tongue swirled around her clit while he increased the pace of his fingers in her essence.

A powerful vibration ran with her as he sucked relentlessly. It didn't took her long to reach an orgasm against the skillful tongue of her husband. She gasped into Nick's mouth, her back arched and the pleasure running through her veins, making her legs shake.

However, Nolam didn't stop. He kept sucking as her hips bucked against him while she tried to push him away from her sensitive bud. She knew that begging him to stop would be of no use as she groaned and tried to arch away from him. Nolam moved his fingers faster, using his free hand to force her down.

"Oh my God! Nolam!" She cried out at his delicious torture as a second orgasm shook her being, hitting her harder, deeper and faster.

His fingers finally slow down as he smirked.