AdultMatchMaker
AdultMatchMaker
An internet meeting turns into something far more than mere cyber-sex
Story 18 - FinallyWe had never met. But we probably knew one another better than most married couples did.
It had started from a simple email. Slowly, gradually over a period of time we became better acquainted. Photo's followed, our chats back and forth becoming more and more intimate, personal.
There is something to be said about baring one's soul to a perfect stranger. The excitement, anticipation of sharing one's deepest darkest desires knowing that you are neither judged by them, nor criticized for being a normal human being with fantasies and desires we all have. Though most, unfortunately can't even express them openly to their own partners in life.
There was only one real problem. The distance between us was so great that it made the likelihood of ever meeting remote at best. But it didn't change much. Not really. If anything, the discussions became more daring, bolder. Soon we were sharing with one another the kinds of desires and thoughts that even a high-priced Call Girl would blush over discussing.
Time passed. And then came a chance, a real opportunity to actually meet! Her name was Christie, though she preferred going simply by Chris. An attractive woman who looked ten years younger than she actually was having recently just turned fifty. Her smile accentuating the mischievous look in her eyes that hinted at a smoldering sensuality beneath that surface of innocence. And a curvatious body to match that.
"We should be at the hotel around 6:30," Chris told me.
Chris was flying into town with her girlfriend Brenda. It had been the only way she'd been able to pull it off, as like me, Chris too was married. With Brenda being given an opportunity to enjoy a Time-Share stay for a week, she'd invited Chris to spend it with her, which had worked out perfectly for her being able to get away without there being any suspicions.
And just for the record, it wasn't like this planned assignation was a habit for either one of us. But as time passed, and as we'd grown more comfortable and confident with one another and what we'd shared, it soon became obvious to us that if we were to ever experience and enjoy some of the things we'd spoken of and shared with one another, it was now. The openness, the uninhibited way we could speak with one another, assured us both that this truly was a once in a life-time opportunity, that regardless of societal standards, moralistic attitudes, if there was ever that chance, that opportunity, neither one of us could afford to pass it up. Especially as we also both knew this chance might never come again, for either one of us.
"I'll be downstairs in the bar," I assured her. "After you've had a chance to settle in, look for me in one of the back corner booths. I've already made arrangements for some privacy so we can chat and get to know one another better."
Chris laughed. I loved the way she laughed. It was a wicked laugh filled with delightfully sinful promise. "Don't forget, Brenda will be with me. She wants to meet you as well, especially as she has a vested interest in this after going to all the trouble of booking her time-share this year where you live, just so we could finally meet."
"Oh, so basically you're telling me I need to behave myself then," I chuckled.
Chris laughed again. "No, but I might have to. Keep in mind, you probably know me even better than she does, which might surprise her in knowing that. I've told you things that I've never even told her! But don't worry. She said after she's had a chance to enjoy a glass of wine or two, she'll head off to the hot-tub for a nice relaxing soak, and give us a chance for some real one on one."
"One on one what?" I teased suggestively.
"Well hopefully, your one inside my one," she teased back.
"Only one?"
"We have four days," Chris reminded me. "Lets savor each and every one and not try to cram it all into one day," she said half seriously, though with an excitement to her voice that told me she'd been thinking along the same lines as I had.
"Oh I'm planning on cramming it," I quipped. "Where ever, and whenever you want it!"
"God David, you're making me horny just thinking about it," she added. "If I wasn't sitting here at work, I'd be tempted to do something about it," she said slightly lowering her voice as though someone might actually overhear our conversation.
"You're horny! Fuck Chris, I'm sitting here sporting a massive hard-on just thinking about finally sucking those beautiful tits of yours!"
"Stop it David! I'm serious! I'm already wet enough as it is. You keep talking to me like this, and I really will have to excuse myself and head to the ladies room!"
"Where are you right now?" I asked.
"In the back office."
"Anyone near by?"
"Not at the moment. Gail's out on the floor, and Daniel's with a customer."
"What are you wearing?"
She laughed. "A black baby-doll nightgown with peek-a-boo nipple cut-outs,"
"I'm being serious, you wearing a dress?"
"Well, a skirt."
"Even better. I want you to slip a finger inside your pussy for me," I told her.
"I love it when you're naughty," she told me breathlessly. "But I can't, I'm wearing pantyhose."
"Rip them!"
"What?"
"Tear a hole in them if you have to, I'll buy you a new pair if that's what you're worried about."
"You're serious!"
"Very! Now hurry, rip them, stick a finger inside your pussy for me while you still can, before someone comes."
"You mean like you? Me?" she giggled.
"Oh fuck yes...I wish I could too," I admitted.
"And why can't you?" she challenged. "You're expecting me to finger myself for you, so in turn...I think you should be jacking yourself off for me!"
"Let me close and lock my door," I stated a brief second later. "Now, did you?"
"Yeah, I'll even send them to you if you'd like," she continued to tease.
"Your finger inside?"
"Two fingers. Fuck David I'm wet!"
I laughed. "Me too. Probably a good thing I'm doing this, or I'd have created a major wet-spot that might have been difficult trying to explain."
"Ditto," Chris moaned audibly into the phone. "I can't believe I'm actually doing this. Oh God, wait one," she near whispered. "See if you can hear this," she asked suddenly sounding as though she were speaking to me from the next room.
I strained my ear against the receiver to hear better, smiled. The sound of wetness though barely audible reached my ears as she obviously sat there plunging two of her fingers in and out of her pussy for me.
"Christie?" I heard an unfamiliar voice asking in the background. "You know if we have any more of those wonder bra's that just came in?"
"Ah yeah, why?" Chris asked sounding a little bit startled, even embarrassed.
"This lady wants one in Ice-blue, B-cup."
"I'll be with you in just a moment," I heard Chris say followed by a brief moment of silence. Then, "Shit, I've gotta run David. You bastard!" she added with obvious excitement in her voice.
"Bitch!" I replied jokingly.
"Prick!"
"Cunt!"
"Fucker!"
"Fuck you!"
"Oh yeah baby...and soon too I hope!" she added. "Seriously, I gotta go. See you soon!"
"Not soon enough!" I stated holding my very aroused prick in my hand, but she hadn't heard that as I'd already spoken to the sound of the dial tone.
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"We're here, just got in," she announced.
"I'm here too!" I informed her, feeling excited, nervous as well as aroused. "Already had one glass of wine in fact," I added. Once again she laughed. "Nervous are we?"
"A little. You?"
"Nah, I just feel like I constantly have to pee is all," which made me laugh.
"I know what you mean. Though you should try peeing with a hard-on," I told her. "Next to impossible."
"Hmm, add that to the 'things to do list', might be interesting trying to see you do that. Better still, I'll stand behind and hold it for you."
"Now I know I'd never be able to if you did that. I know you, you wouldn't just hold it still."
"That's true," she giggled. "God David, can't believe we're really here and that I will actually be seeing you soon!"
"Well get off the fucking phone then!" I glanced at my watch, it was nearing 7:30. "About what time?"
"We'll probably be down in about ten minutes, order us a glass of white Merlot."
"You got it," I stated, already motioning to the bar tender to step over to me. "See you soon then."
"Not soon enough," she breathed with an expectant sigh.
"Then like I said, get your ass off the phone and get down here so I can kiss you."
"Just like that? In front of Brenda?"
"Fuck Chris, I'll kiss her too if that's what it takes. Now hurry up and get your sweet little ass moving!"
She laughed. "Well, you can kiss her if you want, but no tongue! Save that for me!"
I was about to comment again when I heard the dial tone. "Ah, two white Merlot's please, and another Zinfandel for myself, thank you." Once again I glanced at my watch, "another five minutes or so," I thought nervously. The bar tender left the wines. I placed one across from me, and the other beside me. "Subtle enough hint?" I thought to myself again, reaching down into my pants as I did making a quick necessary adjustment. No point in standing up to greet and meet them for the first time with a raging hard-on poking out towards them. Though Chris might find it amusing, I still wasn't all that sure about her girl friend and what she thought about all this. I was about to glance at my watch once again when I caught movement up by the doorway. I smiled and stood, though not before quickly checking to see if things were still a bit 'too' obvious. They weren't, at least not real noticeably at the moment anyway. I knew it was Chris, especially when she finally looked in my direction, smiled, and grabbed her friend's arm all but yanking her off her feet as they quickly headed towards me.
"David?" she questioned though not in an uncertain way, grinning. "You look just like...well you!" she stammered somewhat flustered, embarrassed and momentarily at a loss for words.
"Really? I do? Actually, I think I've aged some in the past ten minutes," I told her. "Surprised you could even recognize me."
"Shut up and kiss me," she finally stated. So I did. I kissed her long, hard and deep. I enjoyed the press of her soft lips upon mine, enjoyed the feel of them as we momentarily took turns lightly sucking one another's.
"Ah, ok you two," Brenda finally spoke saying. "Either introduce me, or get a room."
"Oh, sorry," Chris laughed nervously as though just then realizing her semi-rudeness. "David? This is my dearest friend Brenda."
Brenda held out her hand in greeting towards me. I took it, but then drew her closer to me. "I promised, no tongue." Instead of simply shaking her hand, though I continued to hold it, I gave her an affectionate, though friendly kiss. "A friend of Chris's, especially a good friend who would do something like this for her is a good friend of mine too," I stated finally stepping away.
"Maybe we should all get a room!" she teased jokingly back at me, then cast a quick glance Chris's way.
"Not until we've crossed several things off our 'things to do list' first", she informed her.
"Things to do list?"
"Never mind," Chris stated sliding into the seat next to me.
We spent the next few minutes in idle chitchat, though the sexual tension was so thick it was beginning to heat up the room. At least I was anyway.
As we spoke, I soon felt Chris's hand gingerly reach over into my lap. The press of her fingernail as it dug into my pants, tracing the outline of my already swollen member was exquisite, especially as we continued on with our conversation as though nothing at all was going on. The feel of her finger as it danced up and down the length of my shaft was tantalizingly sinful. Especially in knowing we'd just met one another for the first time less than ten minutes ago. Though again, after meeting her for real, and speaking to her as we'd been doing, I felt like we'd known one another for years.
"Another glass of wine?" I asked them, noticing that Brenda had already finished hers.
"Perhaps later," she informed us standing up. "I told Chris I wouldn't hang around too terribly long after meeting you. Give the two of you a chance to have some time alone and really get to know one another better. Do...whatever it is the two of you are going to do," she said with a wink. "I'm heading out to the pool and the tub, probably be there for shall we say an hour at least?"
"Can you make it two?" Chris asked none too innocently.
"Only if the two of you buy me a nice dinner later," she stated.
"Deal!" I said grinning. "Anything you'd like."
"Just remember, if I come back to the room and the two of you are still going at it, I might just join in myself!"
Chris laughed, and I laughed nervously as well, not at all sure if she was being serious or just joking about it. Brenda soon left however, leaving the answer to that statement unresolved.
"She really wouldn't would she?" I asked Chris after she'd gone.
"Hell if I know. Sometimes she's serious about things, sometimes she just likes to joke around. Hard to say when she is or really isn't being serious. Either way, we're on the clock!" Chris said finishing her wine, which I quickly did as well, leaving a nice sized tip on the table as we stood and headed out of the bar back into the lobby area towards the elevators.
We waited patiently for one to arrive, quickly stepping inside once the doors opened. As though we'd shared the same exact thought, the moment the doors fully closed, we turned towards one another, once again embracing, kissing passionately.
"If you don't hurry up and caress my breast, I'm gonna die!" Chris moaned into my ear. So I did. Cupping her left breast, I first palmed the tender tit-flesh, feeling it completely fill my hand. And even through the light material of her blouse, she felt warm as well as soft to the touch. Her nipple, her amazing magnificent nipple was already rock-hard, pressing against my palm like succulent spice-drop. I wanted to lean over and kiss it, suck it into my mouth, content to roll that firm little appendage between my fingers instead as we kissed once again. Though now, Chris's hand dropped towards my groin where once again she felt me, squeezed me, and ensured that I was just as aroused, as excited as she was.
The elevator stopped reaching her floor. It was all I could do to tear myself away from her.
"There are only four suites per floor, each one is huge!" she grinned, "And so are you," she added with a smile now gripping my swollen prick even through my jeans.
Chris handed me her key, "830", I said already spotting the door leading into their suite.
I put the key-card into the slot. Chris laid her hand on mine keeping me from swiping the card fully.
"Only one rule," she began.
"Rules? You?" I admonished her. She grinned.
"Exactly my point. I don't want there to be anything that you can't feel you can ask me to do with you, or for you. And visa versa. Time is too short and too precious to waste a single solitary moment. I don't want to go back thinking, or wishing I had done this, or tried that. It might be the only time in my entire lifetime that I'll ever have this opportunity again. So yes, the only rule...we be completely and totally uninhibited with one another. No matter what."
"No matter what?"
"No matter what!"
"So if I told you I wanted to eat your pussy right here, right now in the middle of the hallway, you'd be willing to do that?"
She grinned, and then laughed. "I'd spread em' faster than you could shake this stick at," she said reaching inside my now un-zippered fly, producing my straining cock which felt wonderful now held within the softness of her hand.
Believe me I was tempted. But I finished swiping the card, opening the door. Chris literally pulled me inside, still holding onto my cock. I kicked the door closed as I entered, where she immediately came into my arms kissing me once again.
"I need to taste you," she said already beginning to sink down onto her knees.
"Right here? Right now?" I asked teasingly. But her answer came in the form of her hot succulent lips wrapping themselves around my shaft. I felt the pull of her mouth as it gobbled up my prick, the flick of her tongue dancing on the super-sensitive crown of my penis. "Fuck baby!" was about all I could manage. "Fuck!"
She continued to lather my prick with her tongue, her expert lips already threatening to spill my cream. "Please, I've gotta see those tits...touch them play with them," I begged. Chris giggled around my cock, and with it still snuggly embedded deep within her mouth, she proceeded to undo the buttons of her blouse, soon shrugging out of it, followed by an almost magical release of her bra which soon fell down her arms as she flung it off to one side. Her wonderful breasts sat before me like a feast waiting to be consumed. I reached down, filling my hands with each, the heat of her tits warming the palm of my hands, though her nipples remained rock hard as though frozen by a cool autumn breeze.
"God, my turn!" I all but yelled, the pleasure too sweet to continue to endure without filling her mouth. Disappointedly, she allowed me to pull her up, my hands still massaging and kneading the flesh of her breasts. She undid her skirt allowing it to fall down around her feet where she kicked it, along with her shoes off and away to join the rapidly building pile of clothing we'd begun shedding.
I quickly removed my own clothing, discarding them just as hurriedly as had she until we both stood there completely naked. I spun her back towards the door, now falling onto my own knees before her, my hands reaching up to once again locate her full breasts, she spread herself for me, the nubbin of her clit sticking out like a tiny finger which I softly kissed, then licked as delicately as I could, even lighter than a tickling feather.
"Oh you fucking bastard!" she moaned delightedly.
"You beautiful fucking cunt!" I answered, my tongue still lapping tenderly at the lips of her pussy. "The couch!" I added moments later.
"What?"
I stood, leading her towards it. "Bend over," was all I said. She did so. She was sopping wet. The lips of her pussy glistened, winking at me with their slick moisture. I placed the head of my prick at her opening and slid into her fully in one quick powerful thrust. Chris let out a deep, low groan that filled the air. Then I withdrew, just as fully, just as completely.
"What the fuck are you doing?" she asked turning to look over her shoulder towards me. "Just wanted to give you a sneak preview of the 'cumming' attractions', I teased.
"Very funny, now fucking finish what you just started!" Chris warned. I leered at her.
"Which bedroom is yours?"
"Brenda's is on the left, ours is the one on the right," she told me. Automatically I had looked to the left.
"Ooops!" I laughed. "Looks like we still have company."
When I spotted her, Brenda had been standing just inside the bedroom doorway, which is why neither of us had seen her, nor caught any movement coming from that direction. With long blonde hair well past her shoulders, and legs to match that showed very well in the swimsuit she stood there wearing. But I noticed she had pulled the crotch off to one side with her fingers busily at play as she stood there masturbating. She'd immediately removed her hand of course, but not before I had clearly seen what she'd been doing.
"How long have you been standing there?" Chris asked, blushing and surprised.
"Ever since you came in!" she admitted. "You never gave me a chance to change clothes and head out to the pool!" she informed us. "And now, I'm kinda glad you didn't!"
Chris and I both laughed, feeling just a bit sheepish, as we had truly let all the stops out. But admittedly, for each of us, the sudden realization that we'd been watched added a wickedly erotic dimension to the sexual frenzy we'd been enjoying together.
"I hope you know that we get a fresh two hours Brenda!" Chris exclaimed.
"Oh great! Now I'll be horny and hungry by the time the two of you are all done here!" she announced finally heading towards the door.
"You can order steak AND lobster," I assured her. Brenda grinned at me, stepping behind giving my ass an affectionate slap.
"I'm planning on it," she added with a wink. "Ok you two, enjoy yourselves. Hopefully, I'll find a nice pulsating water jet to satisfy my other hungry need," she quipped as she gave us one last look, laughing, then heading out the door.
"I guess we really did put on quite the show didn't we?" I asked.
"Apparently," Chris agreed. "I've never seen her quite that flushed before, though if it had been me standing there, I'm not sure I'd have been quite so willing to leave!" she giggled.
"And especially if she didn't have a chance to cum yet."
Chris laughed out loud. "Oh, trust me, I'm sure she did...several times. And speaking of cumming," Chris smiled wickedly taking my hand. "I think it's time we did as well."
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Chris headed for the bedroom leading me by the cock, as she'd grown rather fond of holding it.
"This time David, I want your cream!" she informed me.
"And I want to taste your pussy again," I said in agreement.
Chris turned giving me an affectionate embrace though she continued to hold my stiff prick within her hand as though if she were to let it go, I might disappear.
"And remember," she whispered into my ear. "No holding back, promise?"
"Only if you do," I whispered back kissing her neck, nipping at it.
"God I love this prick!" she said a bit louder as she stood stroking and fondling it.
I slipped my hand down between her legs, felt as she parted herself for me allowing access as my finger dipped just inside the folds of her slippery honey pot.
"And I love this fucking pussy!"
A long time ago, Chris and I had learned and established that 'sex-talk' as we both referred to it, was not only fun and exciting, but seemed to enhance our arousal the dirtier and filthier it got. Besides that, it was liberating. A sense of vulnerability, freedom to bare one's soul and desires like that to another. It was in knowing we could not only do, but we could say and think aloud whatever came to mind without offense or judgment.
"I want to feel your fuck-juice all over my body," she barely breathed through a rapidly escalating sense of arousal. "All over my tits, my face, my cunt, my ass..."
I tenderly pinched her clit between my fingers. "Oh fuck!"
"You like that?" I said biting her neck.
"Yes!" she moaned pleasurably.
I rolled it with my thumb, tapping it. "What do you want me to do to it?" I asked, "Tell me!"
"Rub it!"
"Rub what?"
"Rub my clit, rub my fucking hard clit!" she all but demanded.
I rubbed it. "Now what?" I grinned into the flesh of her neck, my free hand now locating her fat hard nipple which I also pinched, near painfully so.
"Yes! Yes! Pinch my nipple! Pinch it! Slap my cunt!"
I stood there, her nipple firmly squeezed between my fingers, my hand now playfully slapping the folds of her pussy in a rapid palm-happy tease that soon had her knees buckling.
"Close?" I asked already knowing the answer.
"Fuck yes...oh fuck yes!" she moaned rapidly approaching release. I stopped.
"Fucker!" she wailed. "You fucking bastard!" she added hotly.
"Come suck me. Come suck the cum from my dick while I suck the juice from your cunt!"
She didn't need to be asked twice. Still leading me by the cock which was now leaking like a sieve, Chris collapsed upon the bed pulling me down, flipping herself over like a wrestler about to pin their opponent. As she did, she lowered her wet succulent pussy down over my face where I lay staring up at it in wonder. Her slit was glistening with her wanton lust and desire, just as my cock was continuing to dribble pre-cum in a pre-ecstasy drool of penultimate desire.
I felt her lips wrap themselves around the head of my cock. Felt her teeth as she gingerly nipped at the spongy, velvety crown allowing them to drag across the surface. Simultaneously, I explored the glistening groove of her slit with my tongue, exposing the hard smooth surface of her clit which I licked, kissed, then sucked softly, yet deeply inside my mouth. I heard as well as felt Chris groan as she sucked my shaft far more deeply inside her mouth. The feel of her tongue caressing the length of it just as I then allowed my own tongue to slither down her pussy lips drawing them inside my mouth to gently chew them, rolling them about before relocating her clit to once again suck and lick it.
I felt her hand begin to gently caress my smoothly shaven balls, her mouth still devouring my shaft with slow, sweet up and down motions as she began coaxing me towards the inevitable jettison of my spunk inside her waiting mouth.
"Give it to me!" she urged, "Squirt it David! I want to taste you! I want to drink you!"
It was then that she eased one finger inside my ass, probing me, the caress of her fingertip upon my prostrate triggering the explosion that ripped through me from the tips of my toes like a tidal wave of pure unadulterated pleasure, consuming every fiber of my being as it traveled up the length of my shaft where I began to jettison in hard felt spurts the prize that she had so long sought to capture.
"Oh fuck Chris! Chris!" I screamed literally into her pussy, burying my face inside her, the intoxicating aroma of her female juices merely intensifying the near-overwhelming explosion of my balls that continued to pump out a torrent of ejaculate that Chris hungrily devoured, sucking it in, swallowing in part out of pure necessity. "Don't...swallow...it...all!" I barely managed to say.
When she had finally drawn every last drop of my spending that was humanly possible from my prick, I gathered my wits about me, my head as yet still spinning. "Kiss me Chris, come and kiss me!"
She turned, spinning around on me, reluctantly releasing her cunt so she could do so. Her lips came to mine, parting them as I felt a portion of what she had saved of my opulent pearly joy-juice flow back into my mouth. I accepted it from her hungrily like a young bird being fed by its mother. Our tongues danced, the funky taste of my spunk coating the taste buds of my tongue as I explored her mouth seeking out every last trace of my rich creamy sperm that I found there. Satisfied I had taken all that I could, I rolled Chris over, all but diving between her out-stretched legs, spreading them, my fingers already grasping the swollen lips of her cunt pulling them even more obscenely a part than they already were.
I began to spit what my mouth contained of my spunk back into and upon her pussy. Pulling the folds of her lips a part with my fingers, exposing that cute sensitive nub of her clit, allowing my seedless cream to bathe it before stabbing at it with the tip of my tongue, using my own fuck-juice to caress her pleasure center until she began writhing uncontrollably beneath me.
"Oh fuck David, fuck that feels so fucking good!" she moaned deeply.
I settled myself in then more comfortably, my hands now moving up to recapture the fat flesh of her breasts, her tits so soft, so smooth, yet her rock-hard nipples so urgently in need beckoning to the welcome of my fingers as I began rolling them about, toying with them.
"Oh fuck!" she moaned once again. "Eat me baby! Fucking eat me! Eat my cunt baby, lick my pussy! Suck my fucking clit baby! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!"
I teased her unmercifully. With the gentlest flutter of tongue to clit, I alternated my strokes, rapidity, and the delicate way that I consumed her nubbin of pleasure. She squirmed beneath me, her hips gently rolling side to side, her mound periodically reaching up towards me as she arched her back. I sucked her clit between my lips, holding it there, chewing it gently as I reached down with one hand, my finger now sliding inside the well lubricated passage of her fuck-tunnel.
"Oh my God!" she screamed with a near ear-splitting cry of pleasure just as I slid a second finger into the tight hot passage of her ass, effectively scissoring the two passages as I probed her simultaneously, finger-fucking both, my tongue once again lapping at the surface of her clit in perfect coordinated harmony with the gentle probing of my fingers inside those wet slippery tunnels.
"Oh God faster! Faster now!" she pleaded with me.
I continued to skim the surface of her nipple with three fingers, not quite slapping it, but passing atop the super-sensitive tip of her nipple as I simultaneously increased the piston-like strokes of my fingers inside her pussy and ass. So slippery was she from the combined lubrication of my cum and her own female nectar, that her cunt began to produce the most deliciously obscene sounds I had ever heard. Squishy, frothy as her cunt sucked at my fingers, as I continued to fuck back and forth inside her pussy, my semen coated fingers caressing the lining of her split, her own juice now running in rivulets down her legs wetting the sheets.
"Oh God David! David! You're going to make me cum!" she cried out in sweet joyous bliss.
I felt the tightness of her ass suddenly clench about my finger holding it as though in a vise. Likewise, the simultaneous constriction of her pussy as it began to spasm, clenching and unclenching my finger as though it were her hand or mouth upon my cock. If my finger could cum, it would have so exquisite the sensation of her quim so wonderfully sucking the length of my finger pressed fully and so deeply inside her.
I had as well now held her extended nipple between my fingers, pulling it upwards, twisting it and lifting it up and away from her breast as though suspended in time. I'd drawn her precious clit within my mouth, sucking it upwards, holding it there, yet continuing to roll it ever so slightly as her bubble wavered, teetered on the edge of insanity before bursting in an unexpected array of deep-gutted laughter as she came, cumming hard, long, slow, and drawn out far beyond her wildest expectation.
We lay there together for a considerable length of time, unmoving, unable to speak, still floating somewhere far above in a new universe we had just created.
"Hmmm, finally..."
"Finally what?" I asked.
"Finally...I got to see what you taste like," she purred.
"Hmmm, me too," I laughed.
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I don't remember moving, but somehow we must have. I stirred from my self-induced coma to find that I lay beside Chris, spooning her from behind. I grinned inwardly feeling the response and awakening of my prick as it rested comfortably against the softness of her ass. Remembering.
"Hmm," I moaned softly as though speaking for my cock, which is what I'm sure it would have been saying had it been able to speak for itself. "Hmmm," I said again as the fullness of my erection pressed against her flesh, seeking the warmth and comfort of that still slippery wet place.
Still somewhere within her own dream-like state, she stirred barely, just enough to open like a flower blooming in springtime. I felt the press of her lips engulf the head of my dick, kissing it. I pushed, inching slowly, ever so slowly inside that satin glove. Chris moaned, awakening to the gentle entry of my shaft penetrating her femininity.
"Ohhh!"
"Hmmm," I countered happily. "You're still so fucking wet!" I added huskily.
"And you're still fucking hard," she giggled pleasurably.
Without another word, we rolled simultaneously as though reading one another's minds. With an even greater sense of mobility and freedom, I remained mounted behind her, my cock perfectly nestled deep within the confines of her cunt. I didn't fuck her, I merely flexed the muscles of my shaft letting it throb and bounce inside her.
"Feel that?"
"Oh yes! Fuck yes! Keep doing it!"
I happily obliged her. The simple movement of my prick as it expanded, relaxed, throbbed and wiggled inside her was the most delicious torturous tease for us both.
"Oh shit... look Chris!" I said excitedly. She first looked back over her shoulder towards me, wondering what I was talking about. So I pointed. "No, over there!"
She followed my direction, smiling as she found herself, us...staring back from a nearby floor length mirror. The image of us, me behind her, my cock still wiggling inside her pussy, the fall of her magnificent breasts dangling so suggestively as she knelt before me on all fours.
"Pull it out, I want to see you. I want to see your cock fucking me."
I slowly withdrew, inch by inch until the tip of my prick 'popped' with an audible sucking sound as Chris's pussy reluctantly released it.
"Slide it against my ass," she instructed.
We both watched in the reflection of the mirror as I moved up allowing my cock to slither like a searching snake between the cheeks of her ass.
"Now, slap my ass with it," she stated, still watching in the mirror just as I was.
I slapped her twin cheeks with my prick, hard, delighting in the semi-stinging sensation of it. Squeezing my prick, I produced a thick streamy ribbon of lubricant that oozed from the tiny eye-slit of my cock to pour like syrup upon the goose-pimpled flesh of her ass.
"Smear it," she said simply.
I was grinning. With cock in hand, I rested it even more firmly against Chris's bottom, enjoyed the feel of it as it slid silkenly back and forth against her. I grinned even more, looking almost stupidly at myself in the mirror as I continued to enjoy the sensation of her ass-flesh caressing my prick, the skin of which pulled and pressed up and down, back and forth, side to side as I continued to play, teasing myself as well as her.
"Now, slide it back in. Slowly! So I can watch how it feels as it goes back in!"
I stuck the head of my prick near her opening, now watching her face in the mirror, to see if her expression changed as the fat of my prick began to enter her once again. Feeling as it did, knowing what it felt like to me, wondering in an abstract sort of way how good it might feel to her. Her smile told me, her eyes nearly glossing over with anticipation and lust as I continued to fill her ever-growing even wetter cunt.
"Now David now! Fuck me hard...fast and deep!"
I plunged inside her with the first of many powerful thrusts. Watching the image of her as she was, my cock spearing her wet juicy fuck-hole. The sound of her sopping cunt once again spewing forth that frothy, juicing sounding bit of erotic music, the slap of my balls against her ass adding the percussion section to the symphony of sensual rhythmic cunt-fucking, cock slipping orgasmic harmony.
And like the delighted naughty kid that I was, I reveled in the beauty of her dangling tits as they rocked back and forth, swaying to the beat of cock to cunt, prick to pussy as we converged towards ecstasy. Leaning more fully onto her elbow for support, Chris then grasped one of her heavy breasts, fingering the nipple, watching me as I watched her doing so.
"Yes!" I cried out joyously. "Oh yes Chris, play with your tits for me!" I begged her, lunging inside her cunt, feeling the incredible sensation of my shaft being coated with an overabundance of her hot female nectar.
"I want you to cum on me, all over me!" Chris said gazing deep into my eyes. "I want to feel your hot sticky semen squirting all over my face, my tits, my pussy!"
God...just hearing her say that almost triggered my release. I wanted to watch my prick spurting upon her, everywhere, seeing it from a perspective I had never known before as I continued to imagine the fantasy of it while looking into the mirror.
"Just tell me when, " she asked moaning audibly.
I couldn't answer, I was hanging on by a thread trying with every ounce of my willpower to keep from too soon doing just that.
"Come on baby! Come on now...give it to me. Squirt your nasty fuck juice all over me, squirt it on my tits baby...my face...my..."
"Oh God Chris! Here it cums!" I warned just seconds away now.
Faster than I could imagine, she spun about on the bed un-cunting me. Her hand now replacing the sweetness of her pussy, jerking my shaft expectantly, rapidly.
"Watch it in the mirror baby. Watch it while you shoot your cum all over me!" she reminded, forcing me to open my eyes that had begun to glue themselves shut. I felt the first powerful jettison of my climax leap from the tip of my prick, cascading high into the air, surprising us both. I watched the trailer of jisim fall like a thrown rope to cover the right side of her face splashing wickedly, becoming a cum-carpeting upon and within her hair.
"Yes! More!" she screamed out excitedly, holding my prick motionless for a moment as though timing in her own minds eye the next explosive squirting. It came a millisecond later, this one more like a perfectly aimed arrow as the streamer of cream flew from my prick-tip to disappear perfectly into Chris's open waiting mouth.
"Oh yeah baby...yeah. More! More! Cum for me baby...fucking cum for me!"
She now re-directed my pulsating throbbing prick towards her tits. I continued to look in the mirror, watching in a surrealistic sort of way as the white sticky fluid continued to pump out from my prick, watching as it now fell upon her breasts, enveloping her nipples, seeing them turn just as creamy white as the tip of her tongue now was, as she extended it outwards, traces of my semen so erotically clinging to the tip of it. Chris leaned to lick my shaft, sucking my balls, her hand magically once again pumping me as I felt yet another tracer of fluid expel in explosive mind-blowing ecstasy.
I watched as this one arched over her shoulder, falling somewhere onto her back.
"Your pussy! Your pussy!" I cried out in worried alarm, wondering if there would be enough on the next one, and though the orgasm not as yet finished, knowing that in moments now, it would be.
Still holding my prick, Chris rolled backwards bringing me with her. Lifting her legs, spreading them, the tip of my cock once again expanding as another near final splurge of juice splashed against her swollen puffy lips. Prick still firmly grasped within her soft hands, I felt her 'twiddle' it against the surface of her clit, sliding it up the groove of her fur-lined split. No longer rocketing cream now, my prick merely throbbed out the last vestiges of my spending. But it was timed perfectly as those dribbulets of spunk coated her nether lips as well as that hard glistening little clitoris.
I could tell by the expression on her face that she was only moments away from climax. Her eyes rolling back into her head, an almost painful grimace as her hand now used my cock to masturbate her pussy with, slapping it rapidly against her lips, back and forth, knowing full well the intensity that she was bringing to the pleasure of her hard heated nubbin.
"Cum Chris! That's it! Cum for me baby! Let it go baby, let your pussy go!
Her ear-splitting scream of pure bliss alerted me that she had.
#
Chris was still in the shower as I re-emerged back into the bedroom towel-drying my hair. It was the sweet pungent smell of smoke that assailed my nostrils as I looked up. Brenda was sitting in one of the over-sized armchairs only then slowly blowing out a long drawn-in puff of smoke. She was naked, but had wrapped herself in a large over-sized towel after having obviously finished taking a shower herself.
"Thought I'd give the two of you a little more time," she said grinning. I glanced at my watch, it had been nearly three hours.
"Sorry about that," I said blushing slightly, only then realizing that I was nude, standing before her as I was.
She glanced up and away from my now softened prick, but the look in her eyes was appreciative none-the-less. Which is when Chris walked into the bedroom just as naked as I was.
"Hey kiddo, sorry about the time," she acknowledged without even batting an eyelash that her girlfriend was sitting there. "God, give me a drag on that would you?"
Brenda leaned forward handing the smoke towards me. As she did, the fullness of her own breasts threatened to reveal themselves.
"Go ahead," she told me once again taking a quick glance down towards my semi-awakened penis.
"Excuse me?" I asked tearing my eyes away from her boobs. For a second, I wasn't sure what she'd just given me permission for.
"Take a drag, you look like you could use one as well," she said grinning with a knowing look on her face.
"Oh, yeah...thanks!" I did so, quickly handing it to Chris who'd come over to stand beside me.
"Hungry?" she asked Brenda. "I'm famished!" she said giggling.
Seeing her standing there beside me, even though we'd barely finished wearing one another out less than a short time ago, including yet another sensational suck and fuck in the shower, I felt my prick stiffening at the mere sight of Chris's magnificent breasts. I glanced over towards the towel I had tossed onto the bed wondering if I should retrieve it before things got even more obvious than they were beginning to.
"Hungry and horny!" Brenda replied. "I didn't have enough privacy to enjoy any of the jets in the hot-tub, and had to settle for a quickie cum in the shower, which was far less than satisfactory, especially hearing the two of you giggling and carrying on in here!" She laughed however, letting me know she wasn't really all that upset about it. "You owe me BIG time Chris!" she added seriously. "BIG time! And as for you David," she stated turning towards me. "You owe me a really, really, nice dinner!"
To my surprise, and delight, Chris reached over giving my cock an affectionate pull, even with Brenda still sitting there in the chair watching her.
"Listen you two, if you're going to start things up again, I have news for you, I won't be going anywhere, not unless we're headed off to eat. Otherwise..." Brenda stood removing her towel, proving to me as she did, that she was indeed naked beneath it. Chris bellowed out a raunchy laugh.
"We better get dressed David. Otherwise, I think Brenda just might have you and me both for dinner!"
I saw what could only be a surprised expression on Brenda's face upon hearing Chris say that. And even more interesting, she even appeared to blush as she quickly rewrapped herself in the towel. I headed towards the closet, watching as Brenda took Chris's arm momentarily escorting her over towards the door. I couldn't hear whatever was said, but I heard Chris's sultry laugh.
"You never know!" Chris spoke quietly, but I'd managed to over hear her anyway.
We'd had a delightful dinner, plenty of wine and delicious food. Even more importantly, it was nice simply to relax and get to know the two women considerably better. Seeing Chris in such a relaxed carefree environment as we were in, was refreshing. She was obviously enjoying herself, and even Brenda had commented several times that she hadn't seen Chris so enthusiastically animated in a long, long time. Not to mention the periodic questioning looks she shot her on occasion whenever Chris eluded to anything of a sexual nature. And there had been plenty of that kind of flirtatious teasing going on all through dinner as well.
We returned to the condo a short time later where I opened a nice bottle of wine I'd brought along just for this occasion. Both Brenda as well as Chris headed off to their bedrooms to change "into something more comfortable" as Chris had seductively indicated. Minutes later she re-emerged wearing a rather revealing, yet comfortable looking satin pajama's set that was a slinky dark blue, nearly black that shimmered in the glow of the fire that I'd turned on as our only real source of lighting at this point. Additionally, I'd put on some music, something soft, romantic and easy to listen to as we sat sipping our wine.
A few minutes after that, Brenda rejoined us and I smiled as she entered wearing a form fitting Japanese Kimono. The gap in front was loose, allowing a tantalizing peek at her beautiful breasts, which I'd seen all too briefly earlier.
"I feel a bit over dressed," I commented. And I was.
"There's one of the hotel robes hanging on the back of the bathroom door you could wear," Brenda suggested.
"Or...you could just strip down to your cute little briefs if you'd like," Chris stated suggestively.
"I think I'll start out with the robe first," I replied. Seeing the two women as they were had already caused my prick to begin stiffening. And I thought that merely wearing my bikini briefs would quickly become far too uncomfortable to bear.
By the time I had changed and returned, the girls were sitting on the couch sipping their wine. At that moment a particular song that I really enjoyed listening to began. I walked over towards the couch holding out my hand.
"Care to dance?" I asked. Chris smiled, almost blushing, but accepted my hand as I led her over towards the informal dining room where there was plenty of room to move around in. I gathered her into my arms, my hand gently caressing the small of her back, the other lightly caressing and playing with her ass.
"Hmm," purred into my neck. "That feels good!" Chris pressed herself against me, the obvious erection I had somewhat concealed beneath the robe now discovered as she giggled, pressing herself even more fully against me, grinding her thigh against it as we continued to slow dance across the floor.
"Like I said before, maybe you two should get a room!" Brenda teased watching us. And I couldn't help but watch her as she crossed one leg beneath herself on the couch, her hand disappearing beneath the hem of her kimono, her breasts once again threatening to spill out of the ever-widening opening of her silk robe.
I soon placed my hand upon Chris's left breast. The feel of it beneath the thin satin material of her pajama top felt sensual, erotic. Especially as her nipples hardened, pressing against the soft, slick material. I felt her fumble with the sash on my bathrobe finally loosening it, her hand quickly locating my stiff throbbing erection. Likewise, I now slid my own hand beneath the hem of her pajama bottoms, not at all surprised to find nothing but bare warm skin, her pussy already moist, waiting for me to enter her. We continued to dance, though now my fingers dancing inside her wet split, just as Chris's hand danced up and down the length of my shaft.
I glanced quickly over towards Brenda. And though she wasn't being as obvious about it as we were, it was evident that she was toying with herself, one hand now inside the opening of her kimono as she caressed, massaging her breast, the other, still down between her legs, though the subtle movement of her sleeve giving away the activity she was allowing herself to enjoy.
"God David, you're making me fucking horny again!" Chris quipped with huskiness in her voice.
"You're not the only one," I moaned pleasurably against her neck as her hand began pumping my cock unabashedly. "And your girlfriend seems to be getting that way as well!" I whispered, turning her purposely in that direction so she could see what she was doing for herself.
"Would the two of you prefer to be alone?" Brenda questioned as we both stood there looking towards her.
Chris surprised me however by releasing me, stepping away before turning and heading over towards the couch.
"Like I said earlier David, I don't want to go away from this weekend regretting I didn't do something, or experience something I've always wanted to." Chris moved towards Brenda who sat looking at her with a semi-confused, surprised expression on her face. "I've always wanted to lick another woman's pussy, and to be perfectly honest Brenda, I can't think of any other woman's pussy I'd enjoy eating for the first time, than yours!"
Hearing her actually admit that, but say it so uninhibitedly to her friend, taking the risk of being turned down, vulnerable, yet open in her request. I felt my cock suddenly lurch with the unexpected excitement of the possibility.
"You...you sure Chris?" Brenda asked already placing the leg she'd been half sitting on back onto the floor, her legs partially spreading in open invitation.
"More than I ever have been Brenda," Chris assured her as she knelt on the floor before her, her hands gently undoing the sash holding her already well open robe completely.
I wanted to watch, participate in some way if I dare, but not knowing Brenda nearly as well as Chris, unsure of what to do, or even if I should do anything other than simply stand there watching the two of them.
"Play with her tits baby while I lick this sweet pussy of hers," Chris stated as though reading my mind. "She'll like that...trust me!"
I quickly stepped behind the couch, reaching down to cup Brenda's twin orbs, enjoying the difference, but still wishing I had at least one breast from each woman within my hands to even better enjoy the subtle differences and pleasure from caressing the two of them simultaneously. The sight of Chris parting Brenda's pussy lips with her fingers, then gingerly running the tip of her tongue up Brenda's slit, chased all thought away of my own selfish desires. Right now, more than anything, all I wanted to do was see Chris going down on her friend while I merely stood there, hoping to enhance Brenda's pleasure by the simple, playful caress of her breasts.
There was no awkwardness, a bit of nervous excitement perhaps yes as Chris continued to lick another woman's pussy for the first time. In seconds, she was devouring her friend, licking, nipping, and sucking her just as she so enjoyed being done to herself. The sounds of Brenda's obvious pleasure, the way her head rolled from side to side, her ass slightly rotating with the movements of Chris's tongue-fucking, clit licking pleasures, soon had me drooling precum in anxious desire for doing that myself.
"Can we move this into the bedroom?" I suggested hopefully. "I'd love to be doing to her pussy, what she's doing to yours," I added, hoping I hadn't spoiled or ruined their intimate moment together.
"Sounds like a good idea!" Brenda replied. "But only if Chris allows me to return the favor," she amended.
Chris giggled, already standing unbuttoning her pajama top as she did. "Well? What are the two of you waiting for?" she asked. "We've got a long, interesting night ahead of us. And I suggest we get started!"
Brenda and I turned grinning at one another, then back towards Chris as she finished stepping out of her pajama bottoms to stand there naked before us. Likewise, I allowed the robe to fall completely away, my prick now rock-hard and angry looking with lustful need and desire. Brenda quickly discarded her own robe, taking Chris's hand, leading her towards the bedroom, but not before Chris managed to reach out, once again taking hold of her favorite 'pull-toy' dragging me along behind her.
"You two go right a head," I suggested. "I'd like to watch for a few if you don't mind being on exhibit!"
They didn't, and I was happy for that. Brenda lay back on the oversized bed as Chris knelt above her in an all too familiar '69' position, though it had been a hell of a long time since I'd last seen two women together like this. I found I couldn't merely observe however, the temptation simply too great as the two of them began to explore one another with tongues, fingers and lips. I stood along side, watching, finally reaching down to toy with one of Chris's full breasts, the tantalizing nipple responding to my fingers, her audible moan of enjoyment as both Brenda and I increased her ever-growing arousal. Tentatively, I once again reached down to gingerly caress one of Brenda's tits, her equally responsive sigh telling me to continue, which I did, smiling as I now held a differing breast in each hand, feeling like a young kid in a candy store with a bag full of money.
I could have watched them forever! The way they moved together, caressing, exploring one another so intimately for the first time was beyond description. And it was obvious that they were each enjoying the erotic teasing they were bringing to one another, close friends, even closer now in their intimate acceptance.
"Oh God! Yes! Yes! Brenda...yes!" Chris cried out in that now all too familiar way. Running my hands up and down her body, caressing her ass, her neck, her back as Brenda's talented tongue brought her ever closer to the edge of orgasmic bliss.
"Cum baby, cum!" I urged her. "Enjoy it honey, enjoy the way Brenda's eating your cunt, feel what her tongues doing to your clit, feels good doesn't it?" I asked unnecessarily.
I'd hoped my verbal intrusion didn't seem out of place, for I knew that Chris enjoyed our dirty, naughty "sex-talk" as we called it. Then smiled wide as Brenda joined in with me, taking a moment from pleasuring her friend's pussy to add to what I'd already begun.
"Oh Christie!" Brenda began, using the more formal version of her friends name to accentuate the importance of her own personal emotions. "I love the way your pussy tastes!" she told her. "Like candy, like sweet succulent candy!" she added before lapping at the nubbin of her clit once again that she had now exposed almost completely holding the folds of Chris's pussy lips a part with her fingers.
I watched as she leaned back in to suck it, twirling the tip with her tongue as Chris responded, momentarily forgetting all about Brenda's own needful pussy as her orgasm drew nearer and nearer. Unable to help myself, I placed the tip of my finger on Brenda's exposed split, waiting for some sign that I might perhaps be unwelcome there, or overstepping my bounds. Brenda's moan told me otherwise however as I carefully slipped my finger deeper inside her, my thumb now pressed against her clitoris, teasing it as she moaned her approval into Chris's now quivering quim.
"Oh yeah, cum baby... cum for me!" I stated once again, knowing by her expression and panting that Chris was close, damn fucking close, already teetering on the edge. Whatever it was that Brenda did at that moment pushed her over. Chris cried out in glorious rapture, her head shaking back and forth in wild abandonment as Brenda brought her off, her own pussy now clenching about my finger as I continued to finger-fuck her pussy, rubbing her clitoris gently, then giving into my own adventurous risk, replacing my thumb with my tongue.
Still convulsing in pussy clenching bliss, Chris finally rolled over collapsing by her friend's side, out of breath and still deliriously shivering with aftershocks of pleasure.
Chris had done all the work. It took but a few more seconds of tickling Brenda's clit with my tongue before she too was climaxing with an audible moan of pleasured release.
I watched the two women snuggle together, hugging, kissing, even laughing as they rejoiced together in their newfound intimacy. I lit up a cigarette, taking a mind clearing drag on it before passing it over to Chris.
As she exhaled looking towards me, she winked, smiling at my still stiff member that I no longer felt self-conscious about standing there with in front of her friend.
"Well now, looks like we'll need to be taking care of that, and soon too!" she stated.
I merely smiled, not knowing how to respond to that.
"Oh come on David," she urged. "Now's not the time to play shy remember? It's a chance for all of us to explore our most erotic desires and fantasies. So tell us David...what would you like us to do?"
I cast a quick look in Brenda's direction who by now had propped her head up resting it on her hand, the other she had down between her legs still cupping her mound, enjoying the sensation of her still quivering femininity. She was smiling.
I took a deep breath throwing caution to the wind. "I've always wondered what it would feel like to have two sets of lips sucking and licking me," I replied. Chris laughed.
"That's it? Your big secret fantasy is nothing more than to have two women sucking you off?"
"Well...for starters," I told her lustfully. "For starters..."
Chris sat up on the bed reaching out, and as she'd begun to fondly do, once again grabbed my prick pulling me over to lie down on the bed between them.
"Just lay back and enjoy!" she purred lovingly.
Brenda quickly joined her, and in seconds I was in heaven! With two sets of lips slowly licking their way up and down my shaft, trading places as they alternated between sucking the head of my prick as well as my shaven balls, I trembled involuntarily with the exquisite torture.
"I get his joy-juice," Chris announced between licks as I propped myself up on my elbows so I could not only feel, but see this incredible paring.
Brenda giggled, "Be my guest," she told her now fencing tongues with Chris with my stiff hard shaft somewhere in between them as they did that.
"Oh fuck, you two are driving me insane!"
"Good!" Chris laughed as her soft lips descended down my prick taking it in short little munches as she gobbled my shaft escalating the tightness in my balls that Brenda was coaxing along with her hand. "Just let me know when you're ready to pop honey, I want all that delicious warm cream inside my mouth!"
"I don't think you'll have any problem in knowing that," I barely managed to say, shivering, trembling with the onslaught of two very talented tongues and lips as they continued to assault my cock.
I don't know who's finger it was, nor did I care, but as that beautiful intrusion into my ass began, so did the telltale signs of my impending orgasm begin.
"I think he's almost there," Brenda warned, giggling.
"Not almost. I am!" I shouted out.
Chris had already wrapped her lips tightly around the head of my penis, milking it with her silken tongue, sucking as though nursing on a tit. I felt the explosion of ecstasy erupt from the head of my prick filling her mouth. Brenda's hand now smoothly, softly pumping my prick up and down coaxing out the near continuous flow of my ejaculate, and the never-ending one long drawn out orgasm that seemed would never end. Nor did I want it to.
I had melted. I felt like I was nothing more than one big emotional wet-spot, half expecting to find myself being absorbed into the sheets as Chris leaned over to kiss me, the taste of my own spending an aphrodisiac as our lips met, our tongues dancing against one another. She turned, kissing Brenda, and I watched from my new form as their tongues met, the essence of my soul being exchanged back and forth between them as they took turns sucking one another's tongues as though they were precious little clits. Finally they broke from one another.
"So David, what else is on that naughty little wish-list of yours?" Chris asked.
"Well, like I said...for starters..."
#
It was a simple thing really. I had seen it only once during an X-rated movie I had. But whenever I'd found myself with time on my hands, as well as something else to put in them, I'd played this particular scene over and over again. I'd never thought I would ever be given the opportunity to witness and enjoy it for real, until now.
I didn't even know if I had anything left. It didn't matter. Just the feel of sitting there absentmindedly playing with myself was pleasure enough. For it was my eyes that were being stimulated now, and the new movie that would be forever playing inside my head whenever I wished to recall it.
On the bed before me, Chris and Brenda moved sensually, slowly against one another. I had called it "kissing pussies" for lack of a better term I suppose. Lips to lips, pussy-lips, rubbing, kissing, and caressing one another. They had positioned themselves in a scissor-like fashion, legs over and under one another until they had come into direct contact, cunt-to-cunt. As I sat there watching them, mesmerized, enthralled, I was glad to see that for them, it had become not only my own fantasy, but one that they were enjoying and sharing enthusiastically as well.
It was better than I ever imagined it could be. Not only were the visual senses being stimulated, but the sounds that accompanied the two women as they cunt-fucked one another went beyond words capable of describing it. With so much arousal, excitement and stimulation between them, the free flowing lubrications from each began to mingle, froth and emit the most delicious juicy sucking sounds I'd ever heard. Periodically, as their combined lust escalated, they would not merely grind themselves against one another, but literally 'hump' with the slap of flesh, soft, sweet pussy flesh coming together, the 'sucking' sounds becoming even louder, more liquefied.
"Get your ass over here and suck my tits!" Chris finally demanded, turning to look towards me as I sat there with a dumb-founded shit-eating expression on my face.
Placing her huge breasts together, I brought both of those incredibly long thick nipples into my mouth sucking them simultaneously. With her hands free, Chris took over where my own had been only moments ago. The feel of her thumb as it hooked itself beneath the ridge of my cock-crown, stroking it, gliding the tip of her fingernail over and around it caused it to throb almost painfully, but so fucking wonderfully so! "Think you can cum again?" she asked.
"Fuck, I don't know...but I don't fucking care either!" I exclaimed. "What I'm seeing, what you're doing, is pleasure enough," I told her.
By the expression on Brenda's face, I could see she was nearing her sweetness. Rotating her pelvis, her pubic mound pressed hotly, tightly against Chris's, the continued "squishy" sound coming from their cunts as they continued to kiss one another made me begin to believe that anything was possible. And though I wondered if indeed I would even ejaculate a thing, I now knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that seeing this, being a part of it, I would at least climax in whatever fashion that might take.
"Oh God Christie, I want you to cum with me!" Brenda urged. "I want to feel your pussy explode against mine! Please!"
The wanton, explicit way she spoke seemed to heighten Chris's response almost immediately, as well as my own. I honestly didn't think it possible, but suddenly there it was. That "Oh God I'm about to fucking cum" feeling suddenly tightened my balls. Stepping over, not even thinking about it, nor wondering whether I should or shouldn't be doing this, I parked the head of my dick squarely upon the tightly pressed mounds of the two women as they continued fucking one another towards heavenly bliss.
I was pleasantly surprised when I actually came. My little sperm-makers must have been working overtime to be sure, and though I didn't exactly throw a rope, there was sufficient joy-juice that spilled erotically between their still kissing lips.
"Oh yeah baby!" Chris wailed, "Cum on us honey, let our pussies suck up your prick juice!" And God did they!
Weak kneed, I stumbled backwards into the chair where I collapsed unceremoniously. With the addition of my creamy fuck-juice, the noisy erotic sounds seemed to become even more prevalent, though the two of them were now humping against one another in a sexual frenzy as they approached what was becoming a nice simultaneous orgasm together. Their mutual cries of pleasure seemed to erupt in unison, each thumping, and humping against one another, as the tidal wave of their combined climax seemed to wash them away into complete and total oblivion.
I sat back, lighting up yet another cigarette, content to merely sit there and look on at the two now exhausted spent, thoroughly satisfied vixens who continued to lay, cunt to cunt, basking in the afterglow of their Sapporoistic encounter.
#
After I had gathered some strength and sensibility, I headed back out into the living room, poured myself a glass of wine, and walked out onto the balcony. Though I was nude, it was pitch black with not even a hint of moon outside.
I stood there for quite some time sipping my wine, allowing the girls to recover from their own incredible experience undisturbed, allowing them some privacy to chat, talk, or whatever they wanted to do together without my being around them.
Minutes later I felt Chris step up behind me, the softness of her breasts pressing against my back, her arms encircling my chest, one finger lightly teasing the nipple-ring I wore.
"Incredible isn't it?" she whispered.
"Beautiful," I replied. "It's really nice out here." She slapped my ass, hard.
"That's not what I meant."
"I know," I teased. "But yes it is," I added turning to face her. We kissed, our lips pressing, searching, tongues once again flicking out to tease and taste one another. I could taste my own essence upon hers. She smiled.
"Well, I did feel like it was necessary to clean up your mess from Brenda's pussy," she told me. I laughed, drawing her closer to me.
"Speaking of which, where is she?"
"In the shower, which is where I'm headed. Thought I'd ask if you'd care to join us. We're all smelling a bit funky."
"I like funky."
She threw her head back and laughed, "Me too, especially that cum funkiness you've dumped all over me."
"And hopefully again soon too!" I added.
"You're amazing you know that?"
"Why?" I asked her.
"You're simply one of the most uninhibited, sensual men I have ever met before in my entire life," she explained.
"Well, ditto. You are too!" I told her, leaning over to kiss both of her breasts, not at all surprised to find her nipples just as stiff and as hard as they had been all evening.
"Come on," she said reaching down to take firm hold of her favorite handle. "Otherwise, I'm going to make you fuck me out here on the balcony," she announced.
"Things to do list," I teased. "As soon as I recover enough to be able to do that." Then I followed happily along as she led me by the handle down the hall towards the bathroom.
#
The bathroom was big enough all by itself, but the shower was enormous, serving two purposes as both a shower as well as a steam room. Several marble benches sat around the enclosure at differing heights. Two sets of showerheads sat at either end, along with a flowing waterfall like shower directly overhead if one preferred the feel of that. Which obviously Brenda did as she stood beneath it allowing the nice hot water to cascade down upon her.
"Mind if we join you?" Chris asked already stepping inside the enclosure, pulling me immediately in behind her.
In response, Brenda reached over to begin soaping up Chris's breasts while I in turn began soaping up her back and ass. We soon exchanged places, sandwiching Brenda between us while we did the same for her, and then it was my turn. It hadn't been that long, not yet quite an hour since we'd left the bedroom. And yet, as Brenda's hand, along with Chris's soaped my now flaccid cock and balls, it began to show signs of renewed life.
"Well, well. What have we here?" Chris asked, going from a wash-fondling to an outright stroking of my rapidly rising penis.
"I've always wondered if you were actually capable of raising the dead, I guess now we know don't we?"
Stepping up beside us, Brenda slipped her hand down between Chris's legs and began fondling her as she continued fondling and playing with me.
"I can't believe I'm still this fucking horny!" Chris announced. "And getting hornier and hornier by the minute!" she added breathlessly as Brenda's finger slipped gingerly inside her rapidly moistening slit.
"Come over here so I can lick you again," Brenda instructed. She moved over to one of the bench seats sitting down. Chris followed, stepping up onto the second tier directly over her girlfriend, using the safety bar for support, perfectly positioned as Brenda reached up spreading Chris's succulent pussy lips giving her exposed clitoris a welcoming lick.
"Oh fuck that feels nice!" Chris mewled.
I moved behind Chris, once again capturing her breasts within my hands, toying with her aroused nipples, tapping them, then gently pulling on them as Brenda's tongue busily went to work on Chris's sweet tasting cunt.
I felt my hard stiff cock pressing against the softness of Chris's ass, the slipperiness of the soap allowing it to slide back and forth against her in a tantalizing erotic caress.
"Oh yeah baby, fuck me. Stick that mother-fucking cock inside my pussy!"
Well I'd never fucked my mother with it, though as a young boy I'd once jerked off thinking about it. Even so, I reached down prepared to guide my prick towards that waiting inviting hole that Brenda was still busily enjoying. I felt the knob of my prick slide against the opening of her ass, and stopped. Grinning, I placed my finger there instead, the combination of soap making access to that tight little opening a deliciously decadent thought. Chris moved back against me, urging me to continue without speaking, though her moans said all that needed to be said. I felt the head of my prick suddenly pop through the opening of her ass, and held it there. Chris's knees buckled as she balanced herself on Brenda's face.
"Oh fuck me!" Chris groaned deeply. "Oh fuck David, I love the feel of your prick inside my ass!"
I slowly inched it in a little deeper allowing her to adjust to the sudden unexpected intrusion, though Brenda's flicking tongue on Chris's clit was certainly helping things along.
"Oh shit! Shit! That feels good!" Chris cried out once again. "Oh yeah baby, suck my clit...suck it hard for me!" she begged her friend. "Now...push it all the way in David, all the way fucking in!"
I pushed, though still going slowly until I felt the entire length of my shaft embedded as deeply inside her as it was possible for me to do. I stood, unmoving, allowing her to once again adjust, though I purposely throbbed inside her so she could feel it moving about as I did.
"Oh fuck!" she exclaimed once again. "Fuck!"
And then I began to.
The tightness of her ass passage as it clenched, relaxed, and clenched again around my shaft as I ever so slowly thrust inside her, pulling out just as slowly, if not even more so was driving her insane. Her legs shook, her ass quivering. A combination of being so fully filled, a tongue delicately dancing about the surface of her clit was taking her to new, previously unattainable heights.
I found her breasts, her nipples somehow harder, longer, fatter than I remembered them being.
"Pull on the fuckers!" she demanded. I did.
"Oh god!" she moaned.
I twisted them, pulling on them, then released them only to recapture them again in perfect timing of my inward thrust back inside that nice tight little fuck-hole.
"Oh fuck...fuck! I'm going to cum soon!" she stated as though surprised by that.
By her sudden increased movements, I now knew that Brenda had included a finger inside Chris's pussy, especially as I could feel it pressing against the side of my prick as I continued to fuck in and out of her. Her tongue was twirling in a maddened frenzy of its own, her fingers working their own magic inside Chris's pussy while my own magical wand performed tricks of it's own inside her velveteen ass.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! I'm almost...almost..."
I shoved with all my might inside her ass, somehow driving even deeper than I'd been able to before.
"THERE!" Chris screamed in what was a blood-curdling cry of spasmodic release. I felt her ass suddenly gripping me like a vise, unable to move, or even withdraw so tight had her muscles constricted around me. I could still feel the rapid pummeling of Brenda's fingers working inside her, amazed that in a way, she was using them to stroke my cock off with too. I felt my balls suddenly implode, a rush of semen gushing forth from the tip of my prick, flooding the walls and cavern of Chris's well-violated ass as she continued to scream in complete and total ecstasy.
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We had all three soon after tumbled back out into the bedroom, collapsing into the bed, still nude, but exhausted from our near non-stop orgy. Never before in my entire life had I felt so euphoric, so overwhelmingly satiated as I felt now. Chris lay between us, my hand resting comfortingly upon her left breast spooning her from behind while she in turn cupped one of Brenda's soft tits, doing likewise to her as we snuggled together in a pressed heap of satisfied flesh and desire.
Half asleep now, she spoke. "Damn, and to think, we still have three more days together," she said dreamily.
I could only lay there and smile as the list got longer and longer.
