Out of Control

"Dare!' Emily shouted, bouncing on the couch. Seated with her feet folded under her, the enthusiasm was palpable.

Not that Bryan and Nick needed any encouragement.

Connor sat in his easy chair, sipping his whiskey and starting to feel more than a little drunk. He couldn't help but smile at her. He was always smiling at her, from the moment they met. She was unlike anyone he'd ever known, and he never quite understood why she chose him.

She could have anyone, but why him?

They were so different. Opposites in almost every way.

Connor had always been quiet, reserved, and bookish. He studied hard in school, worked hard today, and took life seriously. He'd met Bryan and Nick in college, randomly assigned as their suite mates. In retrospect, they shouldn't have gotten along at all; when he wanted to stay in and study, they wanted to party. When he put his school work first, they brought girls back to the room.

Yet, somehow, they'd clicked. They were like brothers; closer than brothers, actually, living together all four years. They'd tried so hard to get him out of his shell, to get him to cut loose.

They never really succeeded. Maybe he was the good influence they needed, Connor reasoned.

After graduation, Connor had gone to law school - always the plan - and almost immediately met someone who succeeded where they had failed. Emily was an undergrad, studying to be a teacher.

"Studying" put it a bit heavy, though. She rarely studied at all. Spending her time between bars and parties, clubs and frat houses, she was a wild child. It was only once she'd been put on academic probation, that they'd met. She was mandated to find a tutor, and Connor was trying to make a few extra bucks.

Most of the semester went by before Connor realized she was flirting with him. Why would he notice? Girls had never paid any attention to him. It wasn't that he was ugly, but just normal. Easy to overlook. And being so quiet and introverted, they never noticed him at all.

But Emily did, and she dragged him out into the night with her. He felt guilty at first, but something about her was intoxicating. Maybe the it was the long, brown hair, that always seemed perfect. Maybe it was her tight little body. Maybe it was her confidence. Maybe it was everything.

The first time they kissed, she'd dragged him out to some dumpy undergrad bar. He felt so awkward on the dance floor, but the moment her lips touched his, he knew there was no going back.

The first time they had sex, she had to initiate - she'd practically attacked him.

She was always the one, pushing him forward, loosening him up.

Bryan and Nick couldn't believe it. "You're almost a normal person," Bryan teased, the first time they met her.

"I have no idea how you're pulling this off," Nick whispered into his ear, standing beside him at the alter.

Connor couldn't explain. It just worked.

They'd been married six months when Nick and Bryan came to visit. Recently moving into an ultra-posh condo downtown, Connor was excited to show off their fancy new digs. His big, fancy law job was really paying off.

Emily had started teaching, and she seemed to like it. She definitely liked the money, but she had been complaining she never saw him. They never went out. They spent so little time together. She made him promise he'd be 100% invested and available this weekend. His best friends were coming, after all.

They'd spent the day touring the big city, eating an expensive dinner - Connor was all too enthusiastic about showing off his newfound wealth - and having a few drinks at an exclusive bar. Retiring back to the condo, they decided to get comfortable and enjoy the rest of the evening.

Emily had disappeared to their bedroom, and returned in boy shorts panties and a black lacy bra Connor had never seen before. It was almost like a sports bra, but way, way sexier. He gave her a confused look, and she just winked at him, giving him a little kiss.

They were lounging about, talking about nothing in particular, when Emily suggested they play a game.

It was also Emily who suggested truth-or-date. "Maybe I can learn a few of your secrets," she teased.

Not that he had any.

Most of the game consisted of wild stories from the guys, and from Emily. Connor had always been strangely intrigued by her "wild" past. He was comfortable with the guys who had come before him. Truthfully, he liked the honor of being the guy who landed the wild girl, the party girl, the girl so many guys wanted. It felt like an accomplishment.

The dares had all been tame, until...

"I dare you to give Bryan a lap dance," Nick exclaimed.

Connor shot a look at Emily. She bounced on the couch again, looking back at her husband and winking.

"Babe, turn on some music," she instructed her husband, bouncing to her feet.

Connor didn't hesitate, grabbing his phone and turning on a sexy jam. He'd long ago learned, when Emily was allowed to cut loose a little, the sex after was mind-blowing. Plus, he trusted Nick and Bryan. They were his best friends in the world.

Emily moved to the middle of the room, swinging her hips around. Her hair formed a wave behind her, as she spun around. Moving her body to the music. she slowly moved towards Bryan. Pushing his legs apart with her knees, she turned and wiggled her bottom towards him, before lowering herself onto his lap.

Connor watched, and couldn't help but smile. She looked so sexy.

She continued moving her hips, on his laps, smiling at Connor as she did. Reaching back, she took Bryan's hands, and put them on her bare legs. Putting her knees together, she moved Bryan's hands down her legs, then back up again, before tossing them aside.

Standing back up, she turned around, throwing her legs over his, straddling him. Sitting back down, Connor watched her tight little butt, as she leaned forward and pushed her breasts into Bryan's face.

Connor saw Bryan's hands go to her back, then down to her butt, grasping her butt cheeks. He waited for her to make him stop, but instead, she dug herself into him, guiding on his lap. Connor had a thought, and then immediately scolded himself. "I bet he's getting hard," he thought.

Emily slowly moved back to her feet, looking over her shoulder at Connor and smiling. Turning to Nick, she said "I bet you want one too, don't you?"

Nick shook his head, silently.

"Naughty boys," she teased, moving to Nick, who was seated just a foot or two away, on the same couch.

Emily repeated her moves, turning and lowering herself on to Nick's lap. For the first time, Connor grew a little nervous; Nick was always out for real trouble.

Nick put his hands on her legs himself, and then slid them up to her exposed stomach, flat and tight. Moving further up, he ran them across her bra, stopping just over her nipples. Connor felt a strange sensation as Emily leaned back, letting her weight rest against Nick. She didn't stop him, but instead Connor heard her gasp as Nick massaged her breasts through her bra.

Connor thought he should say something, but she looked so hot. So sexy. He was frozen in place.

Well, not all of him was frozen in place.

Emily stood back up, turning around and lowering herself back onto Nick's lap. Connor watched as Nick grabbed her by the bottom, lifting her up and setting her back down, and then moving her hips against him. He couldn't wait to get her into their room, and thought how great it was that he'd be sleeping with her tonight, while his best friends jerked off in the guest room. All those nights hearing them bring girls back to their apartment, and now the tables had turned.

Emily kept grinding on Nick's lap. She'd definitely stop in just a second, and drag him back to the bedroom, Connor thought.

He could only see her back, though. She was facing exactly away from him. He heard a gasp, as Emily started grinding on Nick harder and harder.

Eventually, she climbed off, her back still to him, kneeling on the couch between the two boys. She was going to come to him now, certainly.

Instead, she ran her hands down each man's chest, before landing in their laps. Connor felt his heart skip a beat. She was running a hand over each of them. He could almost see them beneath her hands. She was really giving them a good tease before leading him off to bed, he thought.

She continued rubbing them through their shorts, until Bryan reached over and pulled her face towards him. Connor didn't know what to do, as Bryan turned her head and started kissing her neck. He heard her gasp again, her hair falling down onto Bryan's chest. Next to him, Nick stripped off his shirt, as Emily continued to rub him.

Connor watched as Nick sat forward, and started rubbing her ass. Emily gasped again, as Nick's large hands kneaded her cheeks. She sat up a little, shuffling so her legs parted. Connor couldn't believe it, as Nick moved his hand under her. Was he really rubbing her, through her panties?

The loud moan confirmed. One of Connor's best friends was massaging his wife's pussy, through her panties.

Connor had never been so turned on. He couldn't wait to grab her, drag her to their room, and have at her. There was no way she'd go any further.

Then Emily sat up, turning to face Nick. Pushing him back into the couch, her hands on his bare chest, she rose to look down at him. Connor stared at them; was she going to kiss him? Certain no. No way. She'd never.

Then he heard her moan again. Moving his eyes down, he realized Bryan had moved to the floor, kneeling behind Emily. He had his hand back where Nick's had just been, but he wasn't rubbing her.

He'd moved her panties aside, and had his finger inside her.

Connor thought he had to jump up. He had to say something. He had to make it stop. But he couldn't. He didn't want to. She wouldn't let it go any further, right? Plus, he could hear how wet she was. He knew how much fun she was going to be tonight.

Connor heard a wet, almost sloshing sound, as Bryan finger banged his wife. "Oh fuck," he heard her cry out. Her body was rigid, posed so she could look down on Nick, Bryan working her from below.

Then, seeing some movement out of the corner of his eye, Connor realized Bryan had slipped his shorts down, and was stroking himself. Glancing to his left, Connor saw Nick's cock was out as well. Emily was slowly stroking it from above. His two best friends were rock hard, pleasuring his wife.

"Send them to bed," he thought. But she didn't.

Instead, she cried out, her body shaking. Connor couldn't believe it, but one of his best friends was given his wife an orgasm.

Slowly coming down, Connor thought for sure she'd stop now. This had gone far enough. Instead, Nick pushed back on her, and she stumbled off the couch, on to her knees. They took up a position on each side of her, their hard cocks pointing directly at her.

"No, she won't," Connor whispered to himself.

She was facing away from him, but she turned, her beautiful face staring directly at Nick's cock. Her mouth opened. She took him into her mouth, reaching out with her hand to take Bryan.

Connor couldn't blink. He couldn't stop watching. His wife was moving back and forth, hungrily sucking his best friends cocks. Bryan put his hand on her head, turning her towards him, and then holding her still as he fucked her face. Spit ran down her chin. She was like an animal. It was the sexiest, most insane thing Connor had ever seen.

After what felt like forever, and like an instant, Nick reached down and pulled her to her feet. She turned, sandwiched between them. Nick put his hands on her face, kissing her, as Bryan pulled her bra over her breasts, exposing them. She pulled free of Nick, letting Bryan pull her bra over her head. Lowering himself to his knees, Nick started sucking on her breasts, as she sighed softly. Behind her, Bryan had his hand back between her legs, her hips rocking back and forth.

Connor didn't know what to say, or what to do. She wouldn't let them finish, he thought, but did he want her to? Should he stop her? Did she realize what she was doing.

Nick broke off their kiss, lowering himself back to his knees again, and pulling down her panties. She lifted her leg, helping him, becoming completely naked in front of them.

Bryan was sitting on the couch. Emily climbed up beside him, stroking him as she kissed him. Her hand looked so small on Bryan's large dick, sliding up and down in a steady rhythm. Then she turned, kneeling beside him, and lowering her mouth to his lap. Opening her mouth, she started sucking his cock, bobbing her head up and down. Bryan had his hand on the back of her head, guiding her up and down. Her breasts hung down as she did, looking so sexy.

She lifted her head, crying out loudly, shifting forward.

Connor's eyes darted to the left, watching as Nick disappeared into her from behind.

Emily rocked forward, and then pushed back, swallowing Bryan again.

Connor couldn't blink. He couldn't think. His wife was filled on both ends, his best friends sharing her, using her. Nick was slowly fucking her from behind, as Bryan's cock continued to disappear into her mouth. Every now and then, she'd open her mouth and moan, before swallowing him again.

After a while, Nick pulled himself free, and Emily climbed up onto Bryan's lap. She lowered herself onto him, slowly raising up, and then lowering herself down. Faster and faster, she bounced on him, until her hair was flying, her tiny ass flying up and down. Connor couldn't take his eyes off her, off his best friend's cock disappearing into his wife.

Behind the couch, Nick had moved. Emily leaned forward, taking him into her mouth, as she settled down onto Bryan. Back and forth, her ground her hips, bucking forward and back.

She removed Nick, burying her face into Bryan's shoulder. "Fuck," she whimpered, her hips bucking back and forth. Then, Bryan took her by the ass, moving her up his shaft, then holding her in place. He started fucking her from behind, driving into her.

"Oh fuck," she cried out. "Oh fuck yes, I'm going to fucking cum!"

Bryan kept going, grunting as he drove up into her.

"Make my married little pussy cum with that big cock!" she shouted, as her body started to shake. Her ass giggled as she screamed out, her lusty cries filling the room.

Bryan lifted her off of him, and threw her back onto the couch. Nick climbed up onto it, positioning himself between her legs. Lying on her back, she looked down as Nick disappeared back into her. Emily stared down at him, playing with her clit, as he thrust himself into her again and again.

Connor couldn't move, but he'd never been harder. He loved his wife, he loved having sex with her, but seeing what it looked like, was beyond anything he ever could've imagined. There was something about it.

Nick started to moan, and pulled himself from her. Emily lowered herself to her knees, almost like she knew what to do, as they took up a position on each side of her.

Both of them stroked themselves at her, and at almost the exact same time, they both shot thick loads of bright white cum all over her. It landed on her tits, on her chin, even in her hair.

As they stopped, Emily looked back at Connor. Crawling across the floor, she slid between his legs. Pulling his shorts down, she took his cock into her hands.

"Someone like the show," she said, as she opened her mouth.

Connor couldn't help himself. Putting his hand on the back of her head, he pushed his cock back into her throat. With a loud grunt, he shot his load straight down her throat. She swallowed him like a champ, gobbling up all his cum.

When he finished, she let him fall from her mouth, looking up at him. Cum was dripping from her face, a mix of both of his best friends.