Life is a strange thing. Just when you think you’ve got it figured out, it throws you a curveball.
My wife, Kara, is an extremely beautiful girl with long blonde hair and a toned tan body. She also happens to be extremely modest in the bedroom. Whenever we try something new I’m always the one making the suggestion.
Through the years I’ve learned that the best times to approach her with a new idea is after I’ve already gotten her in a nice horny mood. Slowly Kara has warmed up to trying new positions, toys, and has recently been able to relax so much that she squirted (ejaculated) for the first time. I have to say I’m very proud of how far she has come (sorry about the pun).
There is one fantasy though that I have never been able to persuade my wife into doing … having a threesome. I would shyly bring it up while we shared our fantasies in bed, but the answer would always be a resounding “no.” It had gotten to the point that I had pretty much given up on the idea. All of that changed though when Kara returned from a bachelorette party last week.
Kara’s friend Jen is getting married in about a month, so a group of her best friends decided to throw her a bachelorette party at a beach house in Montauk. They spent the weekend drinking, dancing, and having a grand ole time. Kara was pretty vague about the details of the weekend (which was to be expected) and I tried my best not pry when she got home. All in all it seemed pretty harmless.
There was however one story that Kara did share that began very innocently, but proved to be quite interesting. On Saturday night after the girls returned from a night of partying, Kara and a few of the other girls decided to stay up and play the drinking game “I Never.” The rules of this game are quite simple: One person begins by making a statement: “I’ve never …”. This statement can be something that they have done or that they haven’t done. If you can honestly agree with this statement you don’t drink, but if this statement is something that you have done then you have to drink. For example, someone might start this game by saying, “I’ve never had sex in a public place.” Anyone who has had sex in a public place must then take a drink. As you can imagine the conversations heat up from there and the more you play the more honest people become.
Lucky for me, this game was very informative for Kara and served to arouse her curiosity.
According to her as the game went on the conversation ranged from different positions they had done to whether they enjoyed anal sex or not, to the various sex toys they had used. When it came to Kara’s turn she had had a good enough buzz going that she stated, “I never squirted.” Then she proceeded to raise her beer and take a good long swig.
Her statement must have caught the girls by surprise because each of them possessed a jaw-dropped stunned look.
I myself was quite surprised that Kara had shared this information with her friends. She must have noticed this because she said, “I’m sorry honey. I was really drunk.” I quickly reassured her that it was okay with me, after all I’m sort of proud of this accomplishment. Kara continued with her story replaying the scene for me. The girls of course were full of questions.
“How?” “Did it hurt?” “What did it feel like?” “How much came out?”
Kara told them all about the first time it happened; how long it had taken, the technique we used, and how she had to relax her entire body. The girls were still somewhat dazed by this information.
The game seemed to stall there for a few minutes until Kara’s friend Michelle raised her voice and her eyebrows and said, “I’ve never had a threesome.” Then she slowly raised her glass of wine and took a sip. Her other friend Tammie also took a drink from her glass.
“Really!” Kara yelled.
“Yes. Really,” they both replied in unison.
“Wait. Not together?” Kara asked.
“Yes,” said Michelle as Tammie nodded her head too.
“No! Who was the third person?” asked Kara in complete astonishment.
“My ex-boyfriend Chad,” said Tammie. “And to be quite honest, I would never do it again. It probably ruined our relationship.”
“That relationship was doomed to begin with,” Michelle chimed in.
“Wow,” said Kara. “Michelle, would you do it again?” Kara asked.
“Well …” Michelle paused. “I never say never.”
I suddenly became even more interested in Kara’s story. “This is amazing,” I said.
I couldn’t believe two of Kara’s best friends had had a threesome. Tammie being one of them really surprised me. She was the quiet type, but she was also someone who followed the crowd and could be talked into doing things.
Michelle, on the other hand didn’t surprise me at all. Michelle was a thin brunette with a bit of a wild child in her. You probably wouldn’t notice it at first; she’s very natural looking, but striking at the same time; with long brown hair and blue-green eyes. I have little doubt the idea of a threesome came from either Tammie’s ex-boyfriend or Michelle.
Kara now had my complete attention. “So what happened next?” I asked.
“Wow! Aren’t you interested?” Kara said.
Their game continued, but nothing else that was said had the same type of impact on the group. Little by little the girls drifted off to their respective bedrooms and couches until all that remained were Kara and Michelle.
Michelle looked at Kara and said, “Okay, we can’t go to bed until this bottle of wine gets finished. And you have to tell me more about this squirting thing.”
“Okay,” Kara agreed, “but only if you tell me more about this threesome thing!”
They walked into the kitchen to grab Kara a glass. Sitting there at the kitchen table Kara did her best to explain what squirting felt like.
“Imagine total release. Have you ever seen the look on a guy’s face after sex?” Kara asked.
“Yes. Total satisfaction. They’re usually exhausted and lifeless,” said Michelle.
“Exactly. Well that’s how I feel after ejaculating. Before I did this, sex with John was always good, but I never felt entirely fulfilled. At least not like he did,” Kara explained. “But now I can’t have sex without it. I need him to make me cum every time.”
“And do you? Every time?” asked Michelle.
“Not every time, but almost every time,” said Kara.
“Wow, you’ve got me so interested now. I’ve got to go home and try this with the first guy I meet,” Michelle said smiling.
“So now what about this threesome?” Kara asked.
“Oh it was nothing,” said Michelle.
“Bullshit!” yelled Kara.
“Okay, okay. I’ll tell you. I’ve always been interested in being in a threesome. I thought it would be a different experience for me. You know, something new,” Michelle explained.
“So one night Tammie and I were talking and she brought up how her boyfriend Chad had asked her if she would be interested in having a threesome with one of the girls he knew from work. Tammie told me how she could never do something like that, at least not with a total stranger. That’s when I told her how I’ve always been curious about having a threesome, but wasn’t sure if I could ever go through with it,” said Michelle.
“And that was it?” asked Kara.
“Yea, pretty much,” said Michelle. “We arranged to get together for drinks at Tammie’s apartment and little by little one thing led to another.”
“Hmm,” Kara smiled.
“Hmm, what?” asked Michelle.
“I don’t know. My husband has always asked me if I would be interested in having a threesome, but it never really interested me. I didn’t want to share him with another woman, so I was never really curious about it,” Kara paused. “Until now.”
“Well, I’m glad I could broaden your horizons,” said Michelle smiling. “Now we both have something new to try.”
You could imagine how stunned I was as Kara told me this story. I had brought the idea of a threesome up to my wife hundreds of times before, but never had I even noticed an inkling of interest from her. Then she goes off to a bachelorette party of all things and comes back sexually liberated? Talk about a curveball.
“Honey are you okay?” asked Kara.
“Yea, I’m just … trying to take this all in,” I replied.
“Well, this is the good part,” Kara explained. “Since Michelle and I both have a new curiosity we were wondering if we could help each other out.”
My jaw dropped even further to the ground.
“Michelle said that she could help us out if we wanted her to, but only if we helped her learn how to … you know,” Kara said shyly “squirt.”
I could not have envisioned a better arrangement. I pretended to think about it for a second or two, not wanting to seem too eager and then calmly said, “That sounds okay to me.”
Michelle was one of the few of Kara’s friends that I could see myself with. She had a great body, tall and thin, dark brown hair, a really pretty face with freckles sprinkled around her nose and cheeks, and a personality that was actually enjoyable to be around.
“How do we go about arranging this though?” I asked.
“Well we thought of that too,” said Kara. “I figured we would follow the same recipe that worked for Michelle last time.”
“Drinks at Tammie’s?” I asked jokingly.
“No! A couple of bottles of wine right here at our house,” Kara said.
“Sounds like a plan. When is this little ménage à trios going to happen?” I asked.
“Next Saturday,” Kara answered. “I figured that would give us a week to think about it.”
“Think about it!” I thought to myself. The only thing to think about was what type of wine goes best in such a situation. “That’s a good idea honey,” I replied.
I spent the next week trying to assuage any doubts and fears Kara might have had. I pampered her beyond belief and never stopped showing her how much I loved her.
The week went by quicker than I had expected. Before we knew it Saturday was upon us. Michelle was due to arrive at our house at about 9:00 PM.
At around three o’clock I went out to I pick up a few bottles of Chardonnay, Kara’s favorite wine, and a dozen red roses. When I came home an hour later I found Kara sitting at the kitchen table working on an old crossword puzzle. I placed the roses on the table.
“Honey, these are for you,” I said. “Because no matter what happens tonight I want you to know that I love you above all things, and I will always feel this way.” “John you are so great, but you really didn’t have to,” said Kara as she got up to kiss me. “I’m not worried about tonight, actually I’m sort of excited.”
She grabbed hold of my hand and walked me into the living room. It was filled with candles, all waiting to be lit.
“Wow! You’re really setting the mood aren’t you?” I said.
“That’s not all,” she said as she led me to the bedroom. As she opened the door I could see more candles placed throughout the room.
“You are amazing honey! I think I could take lessons from you,” I said smiling.
“Well I just thought it would make it easier for everyone to get in the mood,” said Kara as she blushed. “Well it definitely got me in the mood,” I said as I pulled Kara close to me, her waist touching my shorts as they strained against my now hard dick. “Oh honey!” Kara said. “You’ll need to save ‘him’ for later. I don’t want to tire him out.” “Believe me Kara he will be ready for later. Besides I’ll probably last longer if we do something with ‘him’ now,” I said. “Well,” Kara said as she placed her hand on my shorts and cupped my package, “what do you want me to do with ‘him.'” “Whatever you’re up for,” I replied as Kara unzipped my shorts and pulled them down to my ankles.
Kara didn’t say another word. She slowly sank down to her knees and gently grabbed hold of my dick. She touched its tip with her finger and seductively licked my pre-cum off it.
I could feel her breath on my balls as she kissed up and down my shaft, sending shivers through my body. Then she teasingly licked my dick from base to tip before wrapping her mouth around it. I was barely able to stand. She slowly moved her lips further down until she had taken every inch of me into her gorgeous mouth. Her lips wrapped around my base for a few seconds as my hands fell gently on her hair. Then she slowly began to bob her head up and down my shaft, my hands guiding her movements.
Her head moved faster and faster as her tongue beautifully massaged my dick inside her mouth.
“Oh Kara!” I yelled trying to hold myself back. This only caused her to work harder on my cock.
Up and down her lips glided over my dick, pausing slightly at the tip each time. Then finally as I began to reach my climax, she shortened her strokes and worked her lips and tongue over my mushroom tip. This was all I could take. My dick exploded with cum and Kara swallowed down every drip.
“Oh Kara!” I grunted as my cock emptied into her mouth.
She slowly got up, as I fell backward onto the bed. “Look at you. Are you sure you’re going to be all right for tonight?” she said laughing. “We have to rejuvenate you somehow.”
“Power-nap,” I mumbled, “and maybe a cappuccino.”
“Okay, you lie here for a bit and I’ll wake you up when I get out of the shower,” Kara said.
The power-nap was all I needed. We both washed up and then grabbed a quick bite to eat. After dinner Kara said, “I’m going to get changed into something a little nicer. Michelle should be here soon.”
I put on the television and hoped to catch the end of the Yankees game. Kara returned from the bedroom looking stunning. She was wearing a pair of white pants that hugged her ass so nicely and a pink backless shirt.
“Wow!” I said.
“Easy there big guy. I don’t want to get you started all over again,” Kara said.
“You’re right honey,” I replied and I sat down to watch the game, hoping that would relieve my momentary arousal.
At about ten after nine the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find Michelle looking as sexy as ever, her little yellow sundress complimenting her golden summer tan. She ran her fingers to comb her long dark hair out of her face and handed me a bottle of wine. “Hi John,” she said as we greeted each other with a friendly kiss on the cheek.
“How are you Michelle?” I said holding the door open for her.
I could hear my wife calling from the living room, “It’s about time Michelle. Come on in.”
I watched Michelle walk through the kitchen to our living room, still not fully believing that she had come over for more than just drinks. My wife quickly gulped down the remains of some wine she had in her glass, and opened her arms to greet Michelle. They gave each other an innocent hug and kiss, but for me it was more than that – it was a foreshadowing of things to come. My mind raced, picturing their tanned bodies together in that embrace.
As I opened the bottle of wine Michelle had handed me I could hear Kara pouring three new glasses of wine in the other room. It was obvious to me that my wife wanted the wine to work quickly on any inhibitions she might have. Lucky for me my wife is a bit of a lightweight when it comes to drinking. Michelle took a seat next to Kara on the couch and I placed the new bottle on the coffee table and sat on the opposite side of my wife.
“So, I don’t know about you Michelle, but it took me a full two days to recover from Jen’s bachelorette party,” Kara said as she placed a friendly hand on Michelle’s knee.
Michelle laughed, “That’s because you don’t get out enough anymore. Are you two becoming that boring married couple already?”
“Hey! Don’t place me in that category,” I said. “Kara’s never been one to recover quickly from a good night out. Besides we’ve found that sometimes a ‘good night in’ is better than a good night out.” I raised my eyebrows and smiled at Kara.
“Yes, that is definitely true,” said Kara as she turned and kissed me on the mouth, teasingly slipping her tongue through her lips for a quick moment.
As she turned back I could see that Michelle had placed her hand on Kara’s knee. “I’ve heard about that,” Michelle said smiling. Little by little we danced around the task at hand. Flirting back and forth with each other. Feeling more and more comfortable as we emptied our glasses of wine.
“So what usually happens during these famous ‘nights in’ that you two have?” asked Michelle with a sly smile.
“Well that depends, do you want the G-rated version or the X-rated version? In the G-rated version we usually rent a movie and Kara falls asleep midway through it,” I said. “The other version is quite different.”
Kara elbowed me in the ribs.
“Oh I know all about those G-rated nights, tell me about the naughty ones,” Michelle said as she moved her hand further up Kara’s leg.
Kara looked at me. Her cheeks we getting pink, but I couldn’t tell if that was from the wine or from blushing.
I got up off the couch and turned on the CD player, “Well on those nights I usually put on some Motown.” I returned to the couch and placed my hand softly on Kara’s other leg. I continued, “Then I begin by kissing her right about here,” my lips barely touching the skin on Kara’s neck just below her jaw line. I could feel my wife’s body shudder slightly.
“Sort of like this,” Michelle asked as she leaned in to kiss the other side of Kara’s neck. I heard a soft sigh escape Kara’s mouth as my eyes turned upward to see Michelle mirroring my actions on the other side of my wife’s body. The sight of another woman kissing Kara’s neck had an immediate impact on my body. My cock strained against my pants, longing to be freed.
“Then I might run my hand up her leg,” I said softly not wanting to ruin the mood. Michelle followed my lead as both of our hands slowly ran up Kara’s pants delicately meeting at her crotch.
Not wanting to sound like a directions manual I stopped my commentary and Michelle and I continued our little game of follow the leader. With our hands together we gently applied pressure on Kara crotch, we could already feel her getting moist through her pants.
“Oohh,” she moaned as my lips and tongue met her jaw, my teeth gently biting the angle of her jaw. Michelle’s hand had now moved up from my wife’s crotch and had begun to unzipper Kara’s pants.
Kara moaned and turned her head toward me. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then placed her hand on my face and deeply kissed me. She was allowing herself to be taken away by the moment.
Michelle had opened Kara’s pants to reveal her clean-shaven pussy. Kara opened her legs wider, unconsciously succumbing to her desire. With my mouth still kissing Kara’s neck, I watched as Michelle’s hand slipped down my wife’s glistening pussy.
“Oh God,” Kara sighed, her body almost sliding off the couch.
Michelle looked up at me and then at the door to the bedroom, without a word I understood what she wanted. I placed an arm around Kara’s waist and stood up, raising her off the couch.
“But …” Kara protested, obviously not wanting to leave her current state of near ecstasy.
“It’s okay honey, we’ll be more comfortable in there,” Michelle replied.
I held Kara’s hand and led the three of us into the bedroom. The bed was strewn with rose petals as I walked her to the foot of the bed. Kara pulled one of the spaghetti straps on her blouse and it fell to the floor. I laid her down on the bed and pulled off her pants.
Michelle had already undressed, dropping her dress on the floor below her. Her naked body was now before me for the first time. Her tan lines creating a flesh colored bikini around her small perky breasts and neatly shaven pussy.
She walked around to the head of the bed and laid down, her face now even with Kara’s, her feet at the top of the bed. I quickly undressed, finally freeing my hard-on from its restraints. I positioned myself on the other side of my wife.
I moved closer, my lips touching the side of Kara’s breast as my hand gently touched her face. Michelle’s hand slowly moved down Kara’s tan flat stomach. Then Kara raised her head and whispered, “John, could it just be Michelle for a moment?”
I was taken aback. “Was this really happening?” I thought. Was my wife really asking me for permission to be with another girl? I couldn’t believe it. I could hardly hide my excitement. My smile and a kiss on the lips gave my consent, as I quietly slid to the side of the bed.
Kara raised her head and kissed Michelle. Michelle’s head was now over Kara’s and they slowly kissed each other down the length of their bodies. First pausing at their tits – Michelle’s hanging over my wife’s head as Kara’s tongue playfully worked on each nipple.
Michelle gently licking Kara’s firm breasts in a swirling pattern.
I laid there on my side, slowly stroking my dick – not wanting to cum, but also unable to stop myself. My pre-cum slowly dripping off the tip, I caught it with my fingers and rubbed it over the head of my cock.
Michelle moved further down Kara’s body. They kissed each other’s stomachs, both firm and tan. Michelle nibbled at Kara’s hip, sending a shiver through her body. Kara arched her back and moaned softly. Michelle’s tongue traced its way down Kara’s stomach, below her navel slowly working her way toward Kara’s pussy. Moving slowly her own pussy now floated above Kara’s face; her firm little ass waving in the air as she felt Kara’s breath tickle the small patch of hair she left groomed above her pussy.
I could barely contain myself. My hand was working up and down my shaft, stopping every few strokes to hold myself back.
To my surprise Kara was the first to begin. She raised her head slightly and touched her tongue to Michelle’s glistening pussy lips, tasting another woman for the first time. Michelle moaned loudly lowering her hips so Kara could be more comfortable. Kara’s face was now lost in Michelle’s pussy. Her tongue softly licked up and down Michelle’s slit. I could hear Kara lapping her juices as Michelle moaned in ecstasy. I moved my body up to the very top of the bed to get a better angle. Michelle was still enjoying Kara’s tongue and had not yet thought to reciprocate. Kara then moved her tongue over Michelle’s clit and began to slowly flick it back and forth. Michelle arched her back and pushed her pussy further down onto Kara’s face. Kara’s tongue continued to work on Michelle’s clit, using her lips to suck on it.
Just then Kara’s back arched, “Oh Michelle!” she sighed. I could see that Michelle’s head was now fully between my wife’s legs. Kara’s pussy must have been waiting for that because she let out a loud moan. They simultaneously worked on each other’s pussies, each tongue reciprocating what the other was doing.
Kara sucked hard on Michelle’s clit, bringing her close to climaxing. “Oh God Kara!” Michelle screamed and lifted her pussy away from Kara’s mouth.
She moved her hips off of Kara and lay diagonally. She placed her lips back on Kara’s waiting pussy. Kara raised her hips grinding her clit into Michelle’s lips. Her hands moved beneath Kara’s thighs and she wrapped her lips around Kara’s clit.
“Oh God! Make me cum!” Kara moaned. Michelle looked quickly over to me. I took that as an invitation. My dick now ready to explode, I kneeled between Kara’s legs and placed Michelle’s hand on Kara’s clit.
“Oh yes!” Kara moaned.
I moved it quickly back and forth across Kara’s clit and then allowed Michelle to take over. She briskly worked her hand back and forth, each stroke sending Kara closer and closer to climax. I restrained myself from joining in, wanting nothing more than to get involved, but also knowing that this was more of a moment between the two of them.
Kara widened her hips and pushed her clit firmly against Michelle’s hand. Her pussy lips were now fully open and I could see her ready to explode. Michelle’s hand kept working back and forth across Kara’s clit.
“Oh God!” Kara yelled, her jaw clenched. Then suddenly without warning a stream of clear liquid exploded out of Kara pussy.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Kara screamed as squirts of cum escaped her pussy, her back arching as the last drops of her liquid sprayed out. “Oh yes,” Kara moaned again exhausted. Her hips falling limply to the bed.
“Wow,” Michelle said in a soft voice, a look of wonder on her face. Her fingers wiped some of Kara’s juices off of Kara’s legs.
Kara lay still, but placed a reassuring hand on Michelle’s back. She turned to me. “Thank you,” she said and kissed me on the lips. I could taste Michelle’s juices still lingering on my wife’s lips. Kara turned to Michelle and whispered in her ear, “And thank you too.”
Kara turned her head back to me and saw my dick standing at full attention. “Well someone’s excited,” she said.
“Just watching you girls, was driving me crazy,” I said.
“Well your patience should not go without reward. Someone should take care of you,” Michelle replied. She looked at Kara either asking for permission or asking if Kara wanted the first shot.
“Don’t look at me,” Kara said. “I’m exhausted. Besides Michelle, you were the one who was supposed to cum today. Why don’t the two of you satisfy each other and I’ll watch the show.”
Kara gave me a nod of her head as if to say, “It’s really okay.”
Michelle turned to me and I moved across the bed. The two of us on our knees, we embraced in a French kiss – my hands on her slender hips, her breasts lightly touching my chest. She placed her hands upon my face and pulled me closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her, both my hands firmly grabbing her tight ass. I moved my mouth down to her neck and passionately kissed beneath her neck and shoulders, as her fingernails ran up and down my back.
There was nothing delicate about our embrace. Our sexual energy was too strong. Like two animals we devoured each other’s bodies with our tongues and lips. She pushed her body forward and forced me down on my back. Her body now lying on top of mine I could feel her moist pussy rub against my dick. She messaged her clit up and down my shaft, without letting me enter her.
“Oh yes,” she moaned softly.
I grabbed her ass and pushed her up my body, her warm juices leaving a trail across my stomach and chest. Her pussy was now inches away from my face, glistening with moisture. Starting at the bottom, I ran my tongue up her slit. She pushed her hips forward into my face and I buried my mouth and tongue inside her pussy.
“Oh God!” she moaned.
She tasted sweet. I tilted my head slightly and ran my tongue up her pussy. I wrapped my lips around her clit. Michelle’s body shivered and she pushed her hips harder against my mouth. My hands grabbed her ass. My tongue and lips worked harder on her clit, as she grinded her slit against my chin.
“Oh John!” she yelled.
Just then I felt a kiss on my inner thigh. My senses were now in overdrive. A playful bite on my hip sent a shudder through my body. I could feel my wife’s breath on my dick. Kara was laying between my legs her tongue teasingly playing with my shaft, while my lips and tongue were busily enjoying Michelle’s pussy. Kara’s head slowly went down on my dick, engulfing the entire thing in her mouth. I tried to concentrate on Michelle, but Kara’s mouth was almost too much for me to take.
While my lips were still wrapped around Michelle’s clit, my wife’s mouth sucked the tip of my cock – her tongue gliding in circles over its head. My pleasure threshold was quickly approaching. As my wife’s head began to bob quickly on my dick, I knew I she had brought me to a point of no return. She took it once more deeply inside her mouth and then brought it out sucking furiously on its head.
My back arched, my eyes closed, and I exploded into my Kara’s mouth. As she milked every last drop from my dick I lost focus of where I was. For a split second I had completely forgotten what was going on, my mind adrift in that moment of ecstasy.
My eyes opened again to find Michelle’s legs still straddling my head. She grinded her clit against my lips, wanting more. Again I wrapped my lips around her clit and sent my tongue dancing across it. “Oh John,” she moaned.
I moved my hands up her back and gently rolled her over onto her back. I kneeled next to her and leaned my head back down to her pussy. My mouth returned to her clit briefly. I flitted my tongue across it and then replaced my mouth with my hand. Her pussy was dripping wet. I place two fingers over her clit and quickly began rubbing it back and forth.
Michelle screamed, “Oh God!” and arched her back.
With each moan from Michelle my fingers worked her clit more and more vigorously – first in circles, then up and down. My forearm burned from the workout it was receiving.
“Oh Jon, yes!” she yelled. “Don’t fucking stop.”
Michelle spread her legs wide and her pussy lips opened up. I could tell she was close to cumming. My wife sat down on the bed near Michelle’s head.
“Try to relax,” Kara whispered to Michelle. “Just let it happen.”
“Oh!” cried Michelle. “Make me squirt John.”
My hand kept up its work on Michelle’s clit. Her clit slid in between my fingers as I put more pressure on it. My hand slid back and forth furiously, her juices making her pussy slicker than ever.
“Oh fuck John. Make me squirt,” she cried again, her legs opening up once again revealing the very inside of her slit.
My wife’s head moved closer to Michelle’s ear. She whispered softly, “Let it go Michelle. You feel yourself holding it back. That’s it let it go. Release it.”
Michelle screamed, “Oh fuck yes!” and a small splash of cum squirted from her pussy. My hand kept rubbing her clit and her pussy sent a bigger splash across my arm. I licked a droplet off her leg. She tasted sweet.
“Oh God,” Michelle moaned. Her back arched and then fell, almost lifeless back down to the bed. “You did it honey,” Kara said. “How did it feel?”
“Wow, I’ve never …” Michelle let the sentence drift away, but each of us knew what she meant.
As Michelle lay motionless on her side, Kara moved closer to her and wrapped her arms around her. I moved behind Michelle and pulled the two of them closer to me. We laid there, the three of us side by side, for a few minutes. No one speaking a word, we shared the moment in silence. Michelle was the first to speak. “Thank you guys,” she said.
Kara brushed Michelle’s hair out of her face, “That was beautiful.”
I leaned over to kiss my wife. We shared a French kiss with Michelle lying between us. Kara bit my bottom lip as she pulled away and I sensed that she was more than ready to get started again. She kissed Michelle and rolled on top of her.
“I want you to taste me again,” said Kara.
Their lips met in a deep passionate kiss. Michelle’s hands grabbed Kara’s ass and she gently guided Kara’s hips up her body. My wife straddled her hips above Michelle’s head, her pussy moist with anticipation – waiting to be tasted. Slowly, with careful strokes, Michelle’s tongue moved up Kara’s pussy pausing slightly at her clitoris before moving back down in a slow gentle motion. Her tongue gliding between Kara’s pussy lips.
I watched my wife’s back arch as Michelle’s tongue went to work and decided not to be an observer this time. I lay down on the bed between Michelle’s legs and slowly kissed the inside of her thighs. Her legs shivered as my tongue danced across her skin, moving ever-so-slowly closer to her shaved pussy.
Gently my tongue and lips met her upper-inner thigh and Michelle’s legs drew further open in response. Teasingly, my tongue worked its way closer to her pussy, which was now dripping wet. I slid my tongue inside Michelle and tasted her for the second time tonight. My mouth moved up her slit and my lips closed around her clit.
Almost instantly my wife moaned, “Oh yes!” and threw her hands against the headboard of our bed. My work on Michelle had obviously influenced what Michelle was doing on the other end of the bed. Kara grinded her pussy into Michelle’s mouth, as my tongue flitted quickly across Michelle’s clit.
“Oh my God!” Kara moaned.
My lips sucked on Michelle’s clit and she raised her hips in response. My wife arched her back as Michelle’s tongue and lips took her to yet another level of ecstasy. The three of us interconnected in a way I’ve never experienced.
“Oh Michelle!” Kara screamed as hips thrust forward one last time.
Kara rolled off Michelle and lay on her back beside us.
Michelle’s hands pushed down on my head intensifying the pressure on her clit.
“Oh yes John!” she screamed.
Her hips bucked forward once more and her hands pulled my head away.
I moved my mouth away from Michelle’s clit and tasted her pussy once again – licking it up and down. My chin dripped with her juices, her legs shivered from orgasm.
Kara gently touched my shoulder and I looked up for a moment. She motioned for us to roll over. I rolled onto my back and slid my body up the bed, my dick standing at full attention like a flagpole. Michelle lay motionless for the moment, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. Kneeling at the foot of the bed Kara leaned forward. Her blonde hair fell on my stomach as she licked the tip of my dick. She sucked on the end of it like it was a lollipop and then leaned forward, “someone needs to get fucked” she said.
I smiled in agreement.
She kneeled back and sat between my legs. Her hand touched the inside of Michelle’s calf and lightly traced a path up her thigh, rousing Michelle from her brief rest.
“Mmmm,” Michelle sighed and sat up on her elbows. Kara leaned in and gave her a kiss, undoubtedly tasting the remains of her own juices on Michelle’s lips. Michelle sat up as their tongues danced. Kara teasingly pulled away slightly forcing Michelle to follow her. Michelle sat on her knees as Kara moved onto the other side of me, the two of them now on either side of me. I watched as they leaned across me, their tongues and lips locked in a French kiss.
There was something very gentle about the way they kissed one another. It was not lustful, but more gentle and caring. Kara placed a hand on Michelle’s cheek drawing her further into the moment.
Without breaking their kiss Kara moved her body closer to my head. She kneeled next to me as Michelle, almost instinctively, moved between my legs. Kara released Michelle from their kiss and placed her legs on either side of my face. She still faced Michelle as her pussy glistened above my face.
Michelle moved further up and I felt her moist slit glide over my dick. She ran her pussy up and down my shaft, not letting me enter her. My dick glided over her clit and Michelle let out a sigh. She moved her clit up and down my shaft.
“Oh fuck me John,” she sighed and she slid my dick inside her pussy.
Her slit was so moist. I felt her bare skin meet the base of my cock as I quickly filled every inch of her. A deep breath escaped her lips as my dick reached the depths of her pussy.
“Oh God John,” she said in almost a whisper.
I knew with all of this anticipation I would not be able to last very long, so I held her hips in place and enjoyed the feeling of being inside her.
“Stay like this. I want to feel this for a moment,” I told Michelle.
Kara still facing Michelle leaned in and began kissing her. My wife’s pussy now lingered directly above my mouth. I lifted my head slightly and tasted her sweet juices. Kara lowered her pussy down to me and my tongue ran up her slit.
From my obstructed view I could vaguely see Michelle’s body on my dick and Kara leaning forward; her hands gently circling Michelle’s breast as her lips kissed Michelle’s nipples. This visual was almost too much for me to take. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on Kara’s luscious pussy. My tongue spiraled around her clit.
“Oh John, yes,” Kara moaned.
I placed my hands on her ass and closed my lips around her clit, my tongue still working figure eights inside my mouth.
“Oh,” Kara sighed and she pushed her clit further against my mouth.
My tongue quickened its strokes. Luckily working on Kara like this had drawn my attention away from the gorgeous girl who was still sitting on my dick. I lifted my hips and dug my dick further into Michelle.
“Oh!” she screamed.
She slowly raised her hips, first taking my shaft almost entirely out of her and then slowly filling her back up. My dick glided in and out of her moist pussy, slowly filling her up as her clit met my base.
Kara leaned forward even more and my lips left her clit. Her breasts fell on my stomach and I felt her soft tongue touch my shaft and then lick Michelle’s clit. Each stroke of her tongue brought pleasure to both Michelle and me. Her lips then wrapped around Michelle’s clit. “Oh yes!” Michelle moaned.
Her thrusts quickened as she rocked her hips up and down on my dick like a cowgirl. With each thrust I could feel Kara’s lips graze my shaft. My dick deep inside Michelle’s pussy, as it contracted around my shaft. She threw her head back and arched her back. Her hands were now on my legs as her hips bucked quickly back and forth.
“Oh God yes!” she yelled.
I could feel myself approaching that point of no return and I pumped my shaft deeper inside Michelle.
“Oh fuck yes!” she moaned.
Her hips quickly rose and fell in quick, but deep thrusts.
With one last push I exploded inside Michelle as her pussy contracted around me and then released.
“Oh God,” I grunted.
Her body fell forward on top of Kara’s. My eyes shut. My body lay motionless, spent.
I heard Kara laugh. She was sandwiched between us. Michelle sat up.
“What?” she asked.
“I just can’t believe what we just did,” Kara said smiling as she rolled off of me.
My dick slipped out of Michelle, as she pulled away and lay on her side. Exhausted I closed my eyes for a moment. I awakened shortly when a soft pair of lips touched mine. I opened my eyes to see Michelle’s face above me.
“Thank you,” she said. Then she leaned over and kissed Kara, “Thank you too.”
With my wife on one side of me, Michelle pulled up the bed sheet and cuddled up to me on my other side – her head resting on my chest. The three of us quickly drifted off to a restful sleep.
The next morning Michelle woke first. She kissed us both good morning.
“I hate to be the one to end this, but I have work today,” she said softly as she pulled her dress back on.
“I guess it’s back to the real world,” I replied.
Kara seemed really disappointed. “Oh, I was going to make us breakfast,” she said.
“I’m sorry guys, maybe next time,” said Michelle.
“Next time,” I thought to myself. Was there going to be a next time?
“Okay then. I’ll give you a rain check,” Kara replied with a laugh.
Yes, there was going to be a next time!