The small changes Kayla and I had to make, once Andrew moved in [Cuckold][MMF]

Andrew had been living with us for a month now, when one night, as Kayla and I were laying in bed, she asked if she could talk to me. “What’s up?” I responded. “Every night the two of us get to sleep together in bed. Only sometimes does Andrew sleep down here with us, but the rest of the time, he sleeps alone.” She said nervously. “Okay, so why don’t we invite him to sleep down here with us then?” I asked. “I know, and we do that every now and then, but what if some nights we sleep together, some nights I sleep upstairs with him, and then the other nights we all sleep together.” I sat silently thinking over what Kayla was saying before answering “I guess that makes sense, it’s not like the first time you two have slept together, but that was always at his place. It feels different when it’s here and I’m in the house.” She grabbed my hand, pulling it to me, and said “I know it’s not easy, it’s something new, but the three of us have been together for 3 years. We should talk about getting a new bed, one the three of us can share comfortably, but until that time, I’d like to sleep with Andrew every now and then, like I do with you. You know I love you, and that won’t change”. I couldn’t argue with Kayla, it was going to have to be something new to deal with, that familiar angst returning. “I love you too. If that’s what you want, then I want it too.” She smiled, and moved to me, kissing me on the lips.

Kayla grabbed her pillow, getting out of bed, and walked to the bedroom door. She looked back, smiled and winked at me, before opening the door and walking out. I could hear her light footsteps moving up the stairs, then across the kitchen, before hearing the faint knocking on a door. I heard a noise from above, as Andrew got up and opened the door, before hearing some muffled conversation. The sound of the door closing hit me like a ton of bricks. I still couldn’t explain the feelings I had going through me, the butterflies in my stomach, the nervousness. I didn’t really make sense, as I knew they loved each other, I had seen them make love, they’ve been on romantic dates together, and Kayla’s even stayed over at his house a few times. I listened, for any clues as to what was going on, but it was pure silence. I must have laid awake in bed for an hour, silently listening, before I finally fell asleep.

I woke up having heard a noise, taking some time to get my bearings, I looked over at my phone, and it was 2:13am. I listened for a bit, without hearing anything, before I turned over to fall asleep again. Just as I got comfortable, I heard it. Through floor above me, was the unmistakable sound of Kayla moaning. Even when she try’s to be quiet, her voice being higher pitched, meant it carried. I could hear her moans in time with Andrews thrusts, steady, but not quick. He wasn’t fucking her, he was making love to her, in his bed, upstairs, in my house. I felt the pang of jealousy come back, that angst that only the true cuckolds will have ever felt, as I listened to my best friend make love to my girlfriend above me. Her moans growing louder, as she neared her orgasm, I could make out now what she was saying. “Oh, Andrew…fuck, please….. fuck.. Oh…god it feels so good. Oh, I’m going to cum, oh Andrew you’re going to make me cum. You’re going to make me….” Followed by a loud and long moan, as I could picture in my mind, a scene I’ve seen countless times before, as Andrew must be on top of her, her legs wrapped around his back, as he steadily and powerfully thrusts into Kayla, pushing her back against the mattress over and over again, unrelenting, even through her orgasm. Her moans had returned, Andrew clearly not done yet.

I listened for a while more, Kayla’s moans growing, as I started being able to hear her clearly again “Oh, in me. Please, I want it in me” She repeated over and over again, as she climbed towards her second orgasm of the night. That’s when I heard it, Andrew warning her he was going to cum, before letting out a guttural groan. This always was enough to push Kayla over the edge, and I heard her orgasm for a second time. The sound of silence that followed almost deafening, as I laid on my back, trying to hear something, anything, but that was it. I looked over at the clock, and it was now 3:30am, they had been at it for an hour and a half, and it felt like 5 minutes to me. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep, but I know it wasn’t a good sleep, I tossed and turned, had weird dreams, and before I knew it, it was morning.

I was woken up by the feeling of something pressing down on my face, my eyes darting open, and I was looking directly at this perfectly flat, and feminine stomach. My eyes moved up, passing over her naked breasts, noticing small bite marks around her nipples, before looking up to meet Kayla’s eyes. She had a beautiful smile on her face, as she wiggled her hips, reminding me that her pussy was covering my mouth. I opened it, extending my tongue, and pushing it between her lips, and was immediately rewarded with the taste of their combined love making. I licked her, alternating between fucking her with my tongue, to sucking on her clit, and gently nibbling on her pussy lips. Kayla eventually had a small orgasm, before getting off the bed, and kissing me on the lips. Her tongue pushing its way into my mouth, as we passionately made out. She pushed the bed covers out of the way, and pulled my now erect cock out of the hole in my boxers. Once I was free, she lifted herself up, straddling me, before taking me insider her, in one full stroke.

Her pussy always felt amazing, so warm and soft, and the way her big labia grabbed your cock, like it didn’t want to let you leave, adding just that big of extra stimulation, was heaven. She moved her hips up and down, bouncing on my cock, her hands pushing on my shoulders, her hair almost in my face as she moaned. My stamina was never great when it was just the two of us, but over the 3 years, the quick encouragement to cum after watching the two of them fuck, feeling her pussy after he has fucked her, knowing that I’m second, and the mind game that comes along with that, had dropped my stamina even lower. Within only a couple of minutes, she could tell I was about to cum, and quickly pulled off of me. She grabbed me with her hand, stroking me quickly until I started to cum. I shot all over my stomach, one even landing on my chest, as she stroked me through my orgasm. Once I came down, opening my eyes, Kayla had a finger waiting at my mouth, and I could see that it was covered in cum, as I slowly opened my mouth, she pushed it inside, before scooping up some more. Once she was satisfied, she tapped me on the nose saying “Get up sleepyhead, it’s time to go to work.” Before playfully getting out of bed, and walking off towards the bathroom.

It was the first night they slept together in his room, but it wouldn’t be the last, and in the end, we decided that Monday’s and Wednesdays she would sleep with him, Tuesdays and Thursdays with me, and Friday, Saturday and Sunday, we would sleep together in the same bed. We slept like this together for a whole year, before we finally decided to go in on a bed together, a full sized Cali-King, which was slightly larger than our king bed, and from there, we spend every night together, Andrews room becoming the spare again, and our room becoming his as well. One thing that never changed, despite the sleeping arrangements, was I still woke up to in the middle of the night every now and then, to the two of them making love.

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