Gwen opened the nightstand drawer and dropped the condoms inside. ‘We won’t need these tonight,’ she said softly.
I didn’t want to put a damper on the mood but also didn’t want to take a chance on impregnating Mike just yet. I wasn’t worried about Gwen. She had been fitted for a diaphragm after the twins were born. I knew there was still some risk of pregnancy with a diaphragm but so far, it had worked for us. Whenever Mike was with us, we had always used condoms, too.
‘Is that a good idea?’ I asked hesitantly.
‘Mike went to see Dr. Becker, after our talk,’ Gwen told me. ‘He fitted her for a diaphragm.’
‘I want this to work, Jonas,’ Mike said softly. ‘I want a child, but I don’t want to let you and Gwen down by getting pregnant unexpectedly. I should have gone to see him long ago. We’ve been careful most of the time, but we’ve been lucky, too.’
The three of us embraced. I turned toward Mike and gave her a gentle kiss. ‘I promise we’ll get there,’ I told her.
Gwen caressed the side of Mike’s face, kissed her softly, then hugged her tightly. When they separated, they both turned their attention to me. They roughly pushed me back onto the bed, giggling again.
‘I hope you ate your Wheaties this morning,’ Gwen said with a laugh. ‘You’re in for a long night.’
Mike straddled my chest and sat on it. She caressed my face for a moment, then guided my hands to her breasts. She held my hands against her breasts and squeezed, encouraging me to massage them. I happily took the hint. While I looked up at Mike, Gwen straddled my hips and trapped my erection between her sex and my abdomen. Her face appeared above Mike’s shoulder and her hands gently massaged Mike’s trapezius muscles. Gwen kept my cock captured between her legs and slid back and forth on it.
I slid my hands from under Mike’s and down her sides to her hips. I gently pulled them forward, causing Mike to lean back as Gwen reached over Mike’s shoulders to cup Mike’s breasts. It was difficult for Gwen to continue sliding along my cock with Mike’s weight against her. Instead, she repositioned herself briefly, and guided me inside her. She sighed as she slowly lowered herself onto me. I gasped as I entered her already wet vagina, becoming enveloped in its warmth. Mike removed her hands from her breasts, leaned back a bit and placed them on the bed to help to support the weight of her upper body. Gwen took over massaging Mike’s breasts. Gwen’s vaginal walls contracted and squeezed my cock, keeping me hard.
I pulled Mike’s hips forward more, until she was reclining against Gwen. I pulled against her legs, spreading them widely. Her labia opened, exposing the soft pink butterfly between them. I lifted my head and flicked my tongue out rapidly, barely contacting Mike’s clit for the briefest moment before I withdrew it. Mike gasped before letting out a long sigh. I pursed my lips and blew a concentrated stream of air at the sensitive little bud. Mike gasped again and spread her legs wider, sliding her hips closer to my face.