Page 30 of Masked & Mine
Chapter thirteen
Percy
@Königoftheunderworld
Getting off the phone with Steve, I let him know that I needed to take a mental health day today and can't make it into work today. He runs the entire company I work for. I can’t believe it’s already Monday. I couldn’t have possibly filled him in on all the shit that had gone on in the last forty-eight hours and stay out of jail at the same time. We all slept in Mar’s king-sized bed, which was a tight fit for all three of us. Mack and I taking up most of the room. We put her in the middle, and it was just a pile of bodies and limbs, but it felt right.
We have some big things to discuss about our future together when they both wake up. Mack was upset last night when Mar wanted to wait until the morning to discuss everything, but I think it was the right plan. Before we really started to pour ourhearts out to her, because that would’ve for sure scared her off.
Her being gone really brought out the feelings that I’ve been trying to bury deep inside me. I’ve never seen myself as a part of any type of relationship besides a monogamous one. Honestly, I never knew it was a possibility until meeting Mack. I always thought I was destined for the little white picket fence, the trophy wife, and the two-point-five kids. I’ve been so happy with just Mack, but Mar is the missing piece that completes us. Then she went and spilled all the shit about Marcello and his plans with her father… Where does that put us in that bizarre life? She’s about to run as the head of the Russian mafia, so where exactly does that leave us? What really caught me off guard is that Marcello didn’t even blink an eye at Mar being a woman and wanting her to take over. It might be my new favorite about that unhinged man. Maybe with them being partners in crime now.Literally. I really can quit and work for him full-time. I really want to help Mar out with the business side of things for the Russians, too.I mean, is that allowed? I need a mafia do’s and don’ts handbook, pronto.
I know very little about this life besides what I’ve learned in the books I’ve read.Mack just had to blab his gums at Mar about it. Damn, she’s never going to let me live that down.We would support her in this life;she just needs to accept us in hers. I’m worried about her safety, though. I know it’s a dangerous world to live in and be in charge of. You automatically have a target on your head, along with anyone that you associate with.
I hear movement in her bedroom. They must be up. I walk in to see Mack’s head in between Mar’s thighs. “Goddamn, have you all even brushed your teeth yet?” I blurted out, trying to hide a chuckle. Mar’s eyes pop open, and she gives me a sleepy smile.
“Yes, old man. There’s an extra toothbrush under the sink. Go, and then come join us.” She shoots me a wink, and fuck if I don’t just about melt onto the floor. I don’t know why it’s so thoughtless for me to follow her commands, but it feels good not having to worry about shit for once. I’m in charge of so much in my day-to-day life, so it feels good to be told what to do sometimes and not have to think about it.
Walking out of the bathroom, Mack’s still in between her thighs, her head thrown back in bliss. He sucks her clit into his mouth, fingers pumping in and out of her. “Keep going, Mack; I’m almost there!” She lets out a scream, squeezing her thighs around his head. “Fuck,Luchhiikk.”
She looks so perfect when she cums. That thick body of hers convulsing and Mack’s glorious framein between her thighs—it’s such a sight to see. I shout out to them while she’s in her post-orgasm bliss. “I was going to say we could do our debut stream, but I just remembered we don’t have our masks with us.”
“Ma’am, or should I say Mommy? Can you bring your toys to the house?” Mack chuckles. I really like the mommy shit.I think I’m more of a mama guy, though.
“Does the whore want to be pegged?” Fuck, she’s unhinged.
He bobs his head up and down, and she’s up and out of bed before I can even blink.
“We need to have a talk before we get to the fun, Mar,” I say, wincing internally at the look in her eyes. “I don’t want to keep these feelings we have for you locked up.” Fuck, I hope like hell she doesn’t kick us out on our asses. We are in her apartment, after all.
“Percy, I know you like to plan everything in your life perfectly and have control over absolutely everything, but have you ever thought about just having fun for once?” She’s not getting rid of us, so I’ll take that as a maybe? “I want to see where this goes. Damn, do I need to spell it out for you?”
Mack is smiling like he just won the lottery. “Yes!!! I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist us together. Masked up and ready to take any and every command you throw at us.”
He’s going to be the one to scare her off. I’m sure of it.
We make it back to our place, grabbing some takeout on the way there. We eat and chit-chat like this is a normal thing we do together.Maybe it can be from now on.
Mar packed up an “overnight bag”. Well, more like three of them, and the bags are huge. I’m pretty sure one whole bag was full of just toys.Not that I’m complaining. Hopefully, she decides to stay with us for a little while. I just don’t like that Marcello could get into her apartment so easily. I’m sure he has some high-tech hacker to do his dirty work, but still, I like for us to be all in the same place. We all posted on our socials today, telling our followers that we were having Mar over to do our first stream of us together. Of course, they are foaming at the mouth over this. To say I’m nervous is the understatement of the year.
Mack and I are getting ready in our room while Mar is in our bathroom freshening up. We all just got out of the shower. Thank fuck, we remodeled that bathroom. Having a huge shower and separatebathtub was the best choice Mack ever made. The tub is the best for aftercare.
Sliding my pants up over my hips, I loop my belt through and strap my leg holster over my upper thigh. The placement is a science at this point. Mack is pretty much dressed as well, and he is throwing his identical leg holster on as well. We obviously don’t put guns in them while we’re streaming, but over on socials, we do. Seeing Mack handle a glock shouldn’t make my dick hard.But it does.
Mar opens the door, and I let out a groan while Mack starts whistling. “Fuck, you look like a goddamn master right now.”
“That’s the plan, boys. Now, let’s go. I have some big schemes planned for tonight.” She says, smirking evilly. I don’t know what scares me more, streaming for the first time with her or what she has planned during said stream. She has this red leather lingerie outfit on. A halter top that exposes those beautiful breasts and is accentuated by the corset bodice. Her look is completed with a matching thong and fishnet stockings that are connected to a contraption around her waist.All I want to know is how she got into this on her own. I’m about to ask when she snaps us into motion.
“Are you two going to keep ogling, or are we going to get this show on the road? This leather thong is about as comfortable as you can imagine.”
I look towards Mack, his dick strained behind his pants matching mine. God, we’re fucked when it comes to this woman. We throw both our masks on and walk into the living room. Mar drags her big ass bag filled with all her toys behind her.
Mack goes to set up the camera on the side of the couch and get it connected while I get the one at the front of the couch going. Mar’s just standing there. “I feel like I should learn to set this shit up, but when I have two smoke shows to do it, why should I?” She says, flopping down—way too dramatically, if I do add—in one of the accent chairs that she loves so much.
Turning to them, I say, “You both ready?” They each give me a nod, and I hit the stream button. She rummages through her bag when the chat starts popping up.
$250- bemymommy
Where’s @devils_sovereign? I’ve been waiting since you all announced it. I was not about to miss this!