Sexy Stories

Menage-a-Mois ! part 2

by Xanaduvian ?

Their hands explored her while she sucked him. She retracted his foreskin and licked the shaft and head, tonguing the meatus, or opening of his cock. Slowly, she pulled him into her mouth again, deeper and deeper, until incredibly, he was in her to his pubic hair. He could feel the movement of her throat as she swallowed rhythmically, deep-throating him. She pulled back and sucked him slowly, and after a lifetime, after an instant, she felt him spurt in her mouth, his legs rock hard as he pushed up gently and held her head in place. Now, finally, her husband's aching cock would have some relief. It didn't take long; he was to hot from the night's excitement. Soon he thrust his cock deeper in her mouth, groaning, and his come joined Paul's in her mouth. Spent, they lay there and basked in the moment. Too relaxed for nervous laughter, they chuckled at themselves, at the pleasure they'd just enjoyed. Paul poured them each a glass of ice-cold white wine. By the time they finished it, Paul was hard again. He kissed her mouth, tasting deeply its wine/come flavor. She felt her husband's hand on her breast, rubbing and pinching the nipple. Paul moved down to lick and suckle the other nipple. Her husband joined him by sucking the one he had been squeezing and rolling. She reached down to hold their heads in place and run her hands through their hair. Their hands were on her thighs and belly, brushing her clit now and then. Paul began to paint a path to her shaven mound with his tongue as her lover continued to suck her breasts, now alternating between them. Paul reached her nether lips and licked the length of them, parting them with his tongue. She jumped involuntarily when his tongue brushed her clit. His tongue moved down, entered her vagina, and further back slid over her anus. Although her husband often ate her, she had never experienced this, and it was delicious. After a few moments of licking and rimming, Paul moved up to her clit again, and gently sucked it into his mouth. The sensation was incredible, but nothing compared to when he began to gently strum her engorged clit with the tip of his tongue. He licked, or flicked, it side-to-side rapidly and gently. It was exquisite. So intense, but not quite painful. She felt him place fingers (two? three?) into her and begin to massage her G-spot as he licked her. The sensation of his expert cunnilingus, coupled with her husband sucking her nipples, was too much, and she began to scream, arching her back and coming over and over. The men held her in place, not letting her escape the terrible, wonderful tongue until she had climaxed what seemed to be at least a dozen times. Without giving her time to recover, Paul rose, flipped her over expertly, pulled up her hips, and entered her drenched pussy fully with one quick stroke. He rode her with powerful, short thrusts. As he did, her husband moved up to the head of the bed, and pulled her mouth down over his rock-hard cock. Paul's hands were on her waist holding her as he stroked her, his thighs slapping hers. He reached forward for her breasts. He massaged them none-too gently, cupping them and tweaking the nipples, and slid one hand down her belly to find her clit, stroking it roughly. They did not come simultaneously. That's the stuff of novels and movies, but they came grandly. Her husband was first, then she, finally Paul. He pulled her back, holding her against his thighs, grinding his cock into her as he came, triggering another climax for her. Spent for the moment, they collapse together on the bed, and began a friendship that would last a long, long time. She lay there, between the two good looking men, and began to wonder, not for the first time, what it would be like to have one of them anally and one vaginally at the same time...