Sorry for the Delay

Sorry everyone, with the holidays, it’s been crazy around the house, I haven’t had time to do any writing. I have a couple stoires I want to post, but I need to do some work on them first.
Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, and a very Happy and safe New Year!

John’s Surprise!

So, there’s this girl that works with John, and she’s totally hot.  She’s way younger than we are, and she has a body to die for.  Big tits, and a nice round ass.  I’ve been dying to get my hands on her, but John was actually the first to get to play with her.  I’m waiting patiently for my turn to play!

He came home with her on his lips the other day, and I about came right as he kissed me.  I love tasting pussy on his lips when he comes home.  I made him tell me everything, and I was not disappointed at all with the details!  He sure had a good time with her, and then he dropped the bomb on me…

There was another MAN with them!!!!

Oh. My. God.

I never in a million years ever thought that my John would do something so fucking hot!  He’s always told me that he wasn’t sure he’d be that into it, but after what happened today, he totally changed his mind!

So, Celeste has been hot for John’ boss Mark since she started working there.  John teases her relentlessly, and so do I.  (I have a fabulous shot of those luscious breasts on my phone, and yes…I’ve cum thinking about eating her pussy!)

But, she and Mark have a “thing”, you know, there’s that one person that just does it for you, and you can’t quite explain it?  He’s older, and she’s got the biggest crush on him, it’s totally sweet, but awfully distracting at times.

She is quite the exhibitionist, and likes to be incredibly daring!  Today, late in the afternoon, she was taking a break in the break room, and she had herself all pulled under the table, and her hands were working her pussy furiously under her dress, hidden from almost everyone.

John has a perfect view, right into the break room from his desk.  She knows, he’s shown her.  He sent a text to Mark, telling him to clear out the office, send them all home early or something.  That it was going to be worth his while.

He cleared everyone out of the office, nice and quiet, and proceeded to walk into the break room.  Celeste was still touching herself under the table, waiting for the men to come in and join her.  John had a grin on his face and his cock in his hand.  Mark was flabbergasted at the sight before him.  Celeste, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted, her eyes focusing on him, willing him to come and get her.  He pushed the table out of the way, and proceeded to watch her finger her tight little pussy.

Waxed, mostly bare, with a small patch above her slit, two fingers working her clit, and then sliding into her wet hole.  She was all worked up and ready to go.  She beckoned the men closer to her, and unzipped Mark’s pants first.  She took her hand away from her lovely pussy, trailing up her body, pinching each nipple in turn, before sucking her fingers clean.

John told me it was one of the most erotic things he had ever watched.  She was so turned on by them watching her that she couldn’t stand it!  She needed to be filled by them as much as possible.  Taken and used in turn by them, fucked until she was delightfully sore.

She pulled John closer, and unzipped his pants, freeing his member, too.  A cock in each hand, she got down on her knees and proceeded to lick Mark’s cock from his balls to the tip, dragging a groan out of him.  Mark tried to get her to take his cock fully into her mouth, but she pulled away so she could do the same to John.

John knew he was a secondary player in this game, but he was going to enjoy as much as she would let him, and it seemed that she was going to let him do everything that she was going to let Mark do.  John knew how much she wanted Mark, so he didn’t think twice, he’s such a pleaser…he lay down on the floor so he could position himself under her pussy while she sucked Mark’s cock!

Her pussy was so wet, it was beginning to run down the inside of her thighs, she was keeping her legs pressed together once she removed her hand, so she could still get some friction on her swollen hard clit.  She saw what John was doing and moaned in pleasure, breathlessly asking him “please?”  John’s mouth on her pussy, her mouth on Mark’s cock, they were all enjoying the pleasure they were having.

Mark couldn’t take it anymore; he grabbed her by the back of the head, and rammed his cock, all 7 & ½ inches into her mouth, fucking her throat.  “That’s it baby girl, suck that cock.  Take it like a good girl for me.  You’re going to swallow every drop of my cum, and then John here is going to fuck the shit out of you while I watch.  I want your pussy dripping with your juices when I finally fuck you, little girl.”

As Mark came down her throat, she kept up with him, swallowing every bit of his cum, just like he told her to.  She came, gushing all over John’s face, covering him in her sweet taste and scent.  Her legs wobbly, like they should be after a good hard throat fuck, she stood, bending over the table, and turned her head to John, “Get over here and fuck me John, I need to cum again!”

John takes his cock in hand, and positions himself behind her beautiful ass.  “Please!” she begs.

He rubs his free hand over her curves; a hard smack follows on each side.  Lightly reddening her ass, just a little.  “Spread your legs wider”, John says.  She obliges, and he reaches a hand between her legs, his finger dipping into her center, a quick check to make sure she’s ready for this.  (She is, you can smell her excitement in the air.)  Sharp fasts smack, smack, smack to her clit, and she’s quivering as his cock slides into her tight little snatch.  “Oh John!  Fuck me hard, please, please please?!”

He took his time; he made her beg for it, every stroke, every pinch to her nipples, she was closer and closer to cumming for him.  She was wild with need, right at the point of no return, and John stopped.  Pulled out, and she cried “No, please…please don’t Stop!!!”  She lifted her head and turned to see Mark poised to enter her, his cock hard and ready for her.

“Oh yes, please, please!”  He entered her quickly, and in only a few strokes, she was cumming for him.  She screamed both their names, over and over, and when she finished screaming, John shoved his cock in her mouth.

She gladly took the full load he gave her, right down her throat like a good girl.

 

“Holy fuck!  I swear, if I didn’t know it happened, I would swear you just told me the plot of a porno, John!”

“I know!”  John told me that she was very impressed with them both, and was hoping that they could do it again sometime.  John asked if she would mind if I came along next time maybe.

“Oh yes!  I’d love to eat your wife’s pussy while you fuck me, John!  Mark, would you let her suck your cock while I ate her out?”

“John’s wife?  Fuck yeah!  Your wife is fucking hot!”  Mark said.

Celeste actually giggled while getting her clothes back on, and thanked them both for doing such a good job making her cum.

“John, can we, um, go upstairs now?  I really, really need to cum, and I need your cock inside me, like right now.”

“Lead the way Honey, I’m all yours!”

 

 

Movie Theater Fun!

A couple of weeks ago, Ghostbusters was playing in the theaters for the 30th anniversary.  So, after a Zumba class one Thursday night, we decided to go.

It was a cool evening, and by the time we got to the theater, it was almost 10 pm.  I had been across town at a Zumba class with a friend, and John had been at home with the kids.  It was a last minute decision, so we just decided to meet at the theater.

I met John there, and we got popcorn, and a drink.  Settled in to watch a classic movie, and have  a quiet evening out, before heading home for bed.

Now, I know that this is going to sound absolutely crazy, but despite how much I like to share about our escapades, I’m not much of a true exhibitionist in real life.  I have always fantasized about having sex in a public place, but never have really gotten the opportunity.  That was changed totally in that movie theater.

We managed to make it through almost the whole movie, before I finally turned to John and asked him if he’d be down for some head in the theater.  Now, I’m looking around, and I realize there are only maybe 4 other people in the movie theater.  And we are about ¾ of the way up the theater seating area, and it’s a stadium style so, we can look down on the people below us, but they would have a hard time seeing us.  There’s nobody behind us, and I don’t think that they staff the projector room anymore, considering it’s all digital now.

He looks at me, wide-eyed, and nods slowly.  He unzips his pants and pulls his cock out, already half hard just thinking about what I’m going to do.  I raise the arm rest up, and begin my work.  I love the way he tastes!

Wrapping my hand around the base of his cock, I lick up his shaft, from my hand to the tip, swirling my tongue around the head.  I can feel him hardening in my hand, as I slowly take him fully into my mouth.  One of his hands is rubbing my back, and the other is on my neck, squeezing gently.  He pushes me to take all of him, and I do.  Every inch.  He holds me down on him by the neck, and rocks his hips slowly, fucking my throat.  No gagging tonight, just a low moan and a twitch when I can’t hold my breath anymore.  He releases his hold on the back of my neck, and I begin to bob my head up and down, my hand still at the base of his cock, I squeeze  just like he likes it.  I hear the sharp intake of breath, and I feel him twitch in my mouth.  There’s his hand again, this time pulling on the ponytail my hair is in.  I let him guide me, and he pulls my head up until I have just the head of his wonderful cock in my mouth.  I lick his most sensitive spots with my tongue, flicking lightly, teasing him.  He moans quietly in pleasure, and pulls hard on my hair, forcing me to look up at him.

“Damn it woman, I need to be inside you, right now.”

Needless to say, I’m shaking with anticipation.  I never really understood how hot the threat of getting caught was.  Not really dressed in the best attire for movie theater sex, I didn’t really care.  I pulled down my yoga pants just enough so that I could ride his cock while still enjoying the show.  Dripping wet, he slid easily into my pussy, and the thrill of it all had me cumming quickly.  Just a few rocks of my hips, and I came for him.  My hands holding me up on the armrests of the seats, John’s hands on my hips, FUCK!  This is incredibly hot!

The people in front of us had no idea what I was doing as I rode Johns hard cock.

I’ve learned over the course of the last year how to have a virtually silent orgasm.  But this experience was pushing the limits on what I could take.  I felt like I was going to scream, and just as I released the breath I held against the scream, John’s hand was at my throat.  Pulling me back against his chest so he could whisper in my ear, “Sssshhhh, it’s Ok Honey.  Sssshh, stop now, we are going to finish this at home where I can fuck you properly.  Cover up and take your seat before I stand you up and bend you over the seat in front of us and fuck you hard enough that everyone in the theater will know what we are doing.”

I do as he says, my legs feeling like jelly, and sitting down next to him, I sign in contentment.  Just a few minutes left in the movie, my breathing returning to normal, I look over at him, and I have no idea how he can keep it together.  So calm and collected all the time.  He’s a rock.  (Not just rock hard, hardee har har)

I whisper to him, “I love you John.”

“Such a good girl.  I love you too, Honey.”

Shower Time!

So, I make it into the shower with John, and we are going about the business of getting clean.  No touching, no talking, nothing.  I’m a little hurt and confused at this point.  Not really sure what I was expecting, but after what he said to me before I got the kids ready, I was expecting something at least.

I leaned past him, “I need to shave my legs, I’ll be quick”.

“Go ahead, take your time”.

Soaping my scrubbie, with White Citrus body wash, I prop my foot on the corner of the tub, my back to him.  I know he’s behind me, but he’s not moving.  As I pull the razor up my leg from my ankle, I feel him move.  I feel his hand slide up the inside of my leg, his fingers probing into my center.

My hand stops moving, and I hear him speak softly right next to my ear “Don’t stop what you were doing.”  So, I continue, my breathing hitches, and I have to move my hand very carefully so I don’t cut myself.

His fingers find my clit and pinch, then rub gently.  I feel something sliding into my opening, vibrating very slowly.  I know what it is, the magic wand!  Oh boy, this is going to get difficult rather quickly. (I usually cum so hard when this slim curved toy is used.  It has this little hook on the end, and it always hits the right spot.)

I’m bent at the waist, razor in hand, very very carefully shaving my legs.  Left leg first, my pussy is soaked and achy.  My body is shaking ever so slightly, Johns tormenting fingers are driving me mad.  I need to switch legs.

“Don’t forget what you are doing, Honey.”

I switch legs, soaping myself extra slowly because I’m so thoroughly enjoying what is happening.  Right leg, carefully taken care of, and with the last swipe of the razor, I feel John lick up my spine and bite me on my right shoulder.  I can’t take it, the razor drops from my hand, and I’m done in.  I feel his fingers at the base of the toy, and he whispers “Good girl!  You are SO wet, and that pleases me.”

Ever so slowly he fucks me with the magic wand, bringing me closer and closer to the release I need.  His hand moving slowly from my shoulder to my hair, twisting the wet strands around his strong hands, “Cum for me, Honey.  Cum for me NOW!”

I gasp, shuddering my orgasm down my spine, my muscles clenching and contracting, cumming so wonderfully that I can hardly stand.  “That’s my good girl.  Stand up on your toes, I’m going to put my cock in you now, and you’re going to cum again.”

“Yes, Sir” I whisper.  Barely able to get up on my toes, my hands reaching for the towel bar at on the wall so I can steady myself.

I feel him, at my enterance, and he says, right before he slides his thick hard cock into my slippery, throbbing pussy, “How’s MY pussy?”  And he does it again.  I cum for him as he slides into me, and I hear him gasp, and I’m falling over the edge still, farther than before.  “That’s my good girl, keep cumming for me Honey.   Just like that.”

SMACK! On the left.  SMACK! On the right.  Oh my God, I’m delirious, and it feels so good I can’t keep my legs under me.

“Hurry, sir.  Please, please cum with me!  Please, please, please?!”  I’m begging, I need him to cum with me.

“Oh yes”, he grunts, and he stills so I can feel him cum inside me.  This is what feels the best.  This is perfection.  Right here, in my ridiculously yellow out of date bathroom.  This is what I ache for.

Hard to believe that we slowly part, finish showering and manage to get to work on time.  I think we’re going to have to start getting up earlier, just for sexy time.  I keep going to work with curly hair, and a couple of my work friends aren’t accepting that “the bus was late picking up the kids” as my excuse for not doing my hair anymore.  I can get away with less make up, but frizzy, curly hair is not my favorite way to look!

This Weekend

Oh Wow!  What a weekend I’ve had!  Not one thing has gone according to plan, but I’m not really complaining.  Friday morning, before the alarm even rang once, John and I were up.  We were snuggling, as we had both fallen asleep naked after wonderful orgasms the night before.  My head on his chest, I feel him shift a little.  He lays something on my backside, and tells me “You don’t get my cock until you have come for me, Honey”.  Instantly I’m wet, and I feel the cold smooth toy on my ass, I know which one it is.  It’s perfectly smooth, and curved nicely, I had bought it for him to use on me, because it’s a Chili Pepper shape and I know he loves hot and spicy peppers, heehee!   I absolutely love when John tells me what to do.  It’s incredibly exciting to me that he knows exactly what I need before I do.  So, chili pepper in hand, I roll onto my back, scooting up on the bed so my head is against the headboard, and my knees are bent, legs spread as wide as I can get them.  John has moved with me, and is watching me intently, licking his lips as he reaches over to pinch my already hard nipples.  Of course, the pepper glides into my slick pussy easily, as I knew it would.  Hearing John talk to me like that always makes me wet.  There is no doubt I will do exactly as he says while he watches, and I will enjoy every single second of it.  It’s cold, not having been warmed up first, but god does it feel good.  I have to force myself to move slowly, because I feel the need to cum already.  John whispering in my ear, “Make my pussy nice and wet for me”.  I almost can’t stand it.  I feel my first orgasm coming on, my heart pounding, a moan held back, turned into panting.  The pepper has a little handle on the end, and I use it to turn the pepper inside of me, sending incredibly sharp points of pleasure through me.  Turning faster, I hear John as if from a distance “Oh yes, Honey.  Cum for me now!”  And I do, the wetness of my orgasm coating the pepper.  I’m lost in the sensations, smooth and hard, warmed now by my body, slick to the point that I can barely hold on to it, I remove it slowly, still contracting around it, and I lick my juices off.  Calming down, my breath slowing, I feel John take my left nipple into this mouth, biting ever so softly, the right one pinched tightly, sending a spark directly to my pussy, making me moan with pleasure.  “Good girl, Honey.  You came so good for me; I want you to do it again.”Laying the pepper between my breasts, I reach down with my right hand, but John stops me.   He takes my hand, and pulls me to him, arms around me holding me tightly.  It’s time to get up and start our day, and neither of us wants to.   He whispers in my ear that I am to get the kids ready for school, lunches made and return upstairs once they are on the bus.  “I’ll be in the shower, and you will join me.”  I was really hoping that I would get to cum again before I had to face my morning, but I do as John says.  Kids are ready, lunches are made, Coffee is fixed and they are out the door.   I anxiously climb the stairs, wondering what he has in mind for shower time.  It’s usually incredible, and ordinarily we start things in the shower, and finish in the bed.  This time, it’s sort of backwards!

Honey and John and Kitty and Paul, part 3

We laid around for a bit, catching our breath, laughing, hydrating.  I mean, damn…I had just cum so hard and so quickly it was unreal.  John and Kitty were laying entangled on the other bed, and we were all just chatting like normal almost.  Despite the fact that we were naked.  NAKED, in front of virtual strangers.  Paul and Kitty both wear glasses, John has perfect vision and I wear contacts.  I was finally comfortable enough to take my contacts out and put my glasses on.  (Of the Buddy Holly Ray Ban Wayfarer style, black of course!)  Walking naked through that room was empowering.  It was a moment that didn’t mean much until much much later.  At home, I always cover up, hide myself.  Shamefully.  Here I was desired like I never had been before.  Three people all wanted me, all wanted to touch, taste and tease me.  It was incredibly erotic just walking across the room.  I didn’t realize it until weeks later, but that was the moment that I became more comfortable in my own skin, more appreciative of my body and the effect it had on people. Now that I’ve gotten all philosophical, I can get back to the really good bits… Walking back to the bed Paul was on, I laid down next to him, on his left, closest to Kitty and John.  Turned slightly to my side, and watched Kitty and John laying together.  Kitty and I looked at each other, grins evident in our eyes, if not on our lips.  We were SO happy that things were working well!  I was aching to see John fuck her and make her cum again…True to my desires, John started at her neck, and worked his way down her luscious body to her sex.  Wet and wanting him, she spread her legs so he could taste all that she had to offer.  I could see it on her face how much he was pleasing her.  Her head thrown back, her body arched, her hands pinching her own nipples because his were busy playing with her pussy, I was absolutely entranced.  Paul was behind me, laying there.  His cock hard against my ass, one hand clutching my breast, his breath hot in my ear, on my neck.  His other hand loosely at my collar bone, cupping my throat.  I was enranced by this sight, my husband, enjoying another woman.  I could see him whispering in her ear, telling her what he was going to do to her, just like he did with me.  “I’m going to fuck you now, and you’re going to cum as soon as I put my cock in your wet pussy”.  I couldn’t contain myself any longer.  My pussy was dripping, so ready for Paul’s hard cock…I turned my head so he could see my lips and hear my voice.  “Please”, I begged him.  “Please!”  John had slipped his hard member into Kitty’s tight snatch, she was moaning with pleasure.  I was aching for Paul, dying to feel another cock in my wet pussy.  The first time in more than 10 years, and I could feel another cock inside me.  The anticipation was ridiculous.  I was trembling with need, twitching with desire, begging for him to fuck me.  My pussy was clenching before he got his cock to the opening of my sex.  He was ready for me.  I hovered over him, one knee on the bed, one foot on the bed.  Licking the palm of my hand to ensure that he was ready for me, I guided his thick hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. It was almost instantaneous how fast I came around his hard cock.  Watching John fuck Kitty had only heightened my pleasure.  I was in absolute ecstasy.  Watching John with Kitty, while Paul was inside me was incredible.  I couldn’t believe that pleasure what this immense.  I was totally destroyed, bent at the waist, clutching Paul’s shoulders, begging for a break.  He pushed me up by my throat and said, “You’re done when I tell you you’re done”.  And I broke again.  Cumming hard for him, like I do for John.  Shattered into a million pieces, begging Paul to stop, to let me breathe, to let me enjoy.  He finally relented and let me relax against his chest, I was sweating and shaking, so wrapped up in the pleasure I couldn’t even really form a coherent sentence.  I didn’t want it to end, but I couldn’t let it go on.  I cried out “Paul, please, ssshhhh!”  My secret “code” word with John, and miraculously, everything stopped.  We all slowed down, relaxed, and after hearing Kitty cum AGAIN, I was totally content to lay back and let Paul play with me however he wanted to.  Just like John was with Kitty.  Our lives were never going to be the same, and these folks were now a part of the roller coaster that was our  everyday life.  This evening will continue, pleasantly I’m sure!

Honey and John and Kitty and Paul, part 2

John is getting his cock expertly sucked by Kitty, and I’m stalking Paul.   Don’t get me wrong, John is a fucking fantastic lover, but this is a different man!  I haven’t fucked a different man since I fucked up all those years ago when I made my terrible mistake.  It was amazing.  Watching John and Kitty together, she was sucking him off in a way I never had before.  I watched as she took just the head in her mouth, her right hand at the base of his cock.    I could watch his face, and see how much he was enjoying it.  “A new mouth”, he said, when she came up for air, “Magic Mouth” she said, and immediately got back to work.  Paul lay back on the bed, looking at me, asking me with his eyes to do the same to him, as Kitty was to John.  I very happily obliged!  His cock was standing at attention, waiting patiently for me to begin my oral assault.  I know that he had been eagerly waiting for me to suck his cock, waiting for me to put my previously bragged about oral skills to work on him.  He wasn’t disappointed.  I was able to get all of his thick, hard cock in my mouth, and was rewarded with a groan of pleasure that made me wet when I heard it.  I had another man’s cock in my mouth, my hubby watching me and moaning in his own pleasure.  This was insane and holy fuck – hot as hell.  Dripping wet, pussy freshly licked, cock in my mouth, the sounds of pleasure all around me.  Oh my GOD, this was amazing!  Again he had a hand in my hair, pulling on it until it was almost painful.  I was so aroused by the differences between these men, I could hardly stand it.  Every second of this was hotter than the last, his hand in my hair, his grunts of pleasure, the “Fuck” that escaped his lips as I took his full length in my mouth, and part way down my throat.  “Honey, stop”, as he pulled on my hair to pull me off his cock while one of my hands caressed his balls.  “Stop, I want to eat that sweet pussy of yours, NOW,” he growled to me.  There was nothing I could do but acquiesce.  He didn’t want me to lay on the bed, he wanted me to straddle his face.  He pulled me up and urged me over his lips.  My hands on the headboard, my teeth clenched, and breath held, I removed his glasses, and placed my knees on either side of his head.  “Oh, FUCK!”  I could hardly stand it; he was so different than Kitty, so different than John.  He was scruffy, rough with almost a 5 o’clock shadow; I was getting my wetness all over his face.  His hands were insistent on my ass, grabbing me, and holding me so I couldn’t move.  He wanted me to cum on his face, he wanted to lick every bit of it from me, eager, insistent.  He was good, incredibly good.  He was different.  He was not them, either of them, and all he wanted was to make me cum for him.  One hand on the headboard, one trying to grasp his short hair, looking down at him, rubbing my clit against his tongue, I was on the verge of cumming all over his face.  It was amazing, I was right there, seconds away from cumming.  Shaking, and moaning with the sheer pleasure of it all.  Both hands on the headboard…I was there, cumming for him.  Head thrown back, hands on the headboard, crying out his name, “YES Paul, fuck, oh god yes Paul”, I couldn’t possibly stop cumming if I wanted to.  At that moment, everything was worth it.  I pulled a little too hard on the headboard, and yanked it off the wall!  Paul almost immediately pushed me off his face, and was like “what the hell just happened?”   I was coming down off an incredibly intense orgasm, and it took me a few seconds to realize what happened, I was immediately apologetic, and hysterical at the same time!  We stopped to take a look at the damage, and counted the anchors that were holding the headboard into the wall, SEVEN.  Seven anchors in the wall.  Not ONE was anchored to a stud.  I came so hard, I pulled the fucking headboard off the wall.  Does shit like this happen in real life?  Laughing and contrite at the same time, I pulled myself down from on top of him, and lay down on the bed, the headboard precariously balanced against the wall.  “Oh God, I can’t believe I just did that!!!”

Aside

A little explination

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Honey and John and Kitty and Paul!

So, we have all decided to proceed.  After Kitty and I had our night together, it was urgent that we proceed with haste.  We were anxious to spend another evening of pleasure with each other.  We had planned to spend an evening together on a night that nobody had to work the next day, but Paul was unlucky in that respect.  He would have to report to the fire station the next Monday morning, even though we had hoped he could have gotten the day off.

Kitty wanted to meet up and have a bite to eat before we moved over to the hotel, so we met at our neighborhood bar, across the street from the hotel, and had a couple beers and a bite to eat.  Then we proceeded to the room.

All of us were nervous, and still dressed a few minutes later.  The hotel room was hot, the AC wasn’t really working properly.  But, we decided to proceed anyway.  Paul fixed me a very strong bourbon and cola, and himself one.  Kitty had a glass of wine, and John had water.  All nervous, all anxious we were all like kids on a date, wondering who was going to make the first move.  John and I were on one bed, and Kitty and Paul on the other.  Kitty got up to go to the bathroom, and I think that’s when I laid back on the bed with John.  It was so hot in the room, so I decided to remove my shirt.  Paul came over, and asked why I still had my pants on.  So, emboldened with booze, I stood and removed my favorite pair of pants.  They fit like a glove, and I had to shimmy out of them.  Giving the men a bit of a show, I went to lay back on the bed, but I was still wearing my bra and panties.  Paul wouldn’t let me lay down again until I removed them.  Once I did, I laid between two incredibly handsome men, arms back over my head, naked and waiting.

About a second after my arms went up, John took my left nipple in his mouth, and Paul reached up and began pinching and rolling my right between his very large, rough fingers.  They felt so different from what I was used to with John, it was thrilling.  Kitty walked out of the bathroom, naked as well, happy that play time was starting.  I went to sit up and both John and Paul kept me down, Paul adding his mouth to my right nipple, with John still on my left.  Kitty approached the bed, my legs hanging off, and proceeded to run her small, soft hands up the inside of my thighs, slowly spreading my legs, tonguing my belly button and making me giggle.

She was gentle as she takes her first taste of the evening.  I am almost immediately cumming for her.  The sensations are over the top, I can’t think, I can’t articulate anything other than guttural moaning,  I could feel myself shaking, I couldn’t breathe.  Instant orgasam.  She didn’t stop, she took my clit between her lips, and sucked lightly, John and Paul had taken their mouths away, and they were intently watching Kitty, but not neglecting me.  Kitty had her hair pulled back, and since John and Paul had moved, I was free to bring my hands down to her head.  Kneeling in front of me, most of her face concealed, eyes looking up at me with a determined glint, I sat up enough so I could put my hands in her hair.  I didn’t care that it was back, I had to pull it, she loves it so much.  I was rewarded with a little bite that sent me over again.  I think I cried out, but I can’t be sure.  John was kissing me, Paul was urging Kitty to keep up with me, keep me cumming for them all to see and hear.  Hands everywhere, then, unexpectedly John is up off the bed, Kitty stopped sucking on my clit, and I was on the other bed with Paul.

My heart was pounding, and I couldn’t think straight.  I was naked, in the arms of another man, watching my husband caress another woman.  Enjoying the sight that he is presenting to me.  A hand at the small of my back, and a hand in my hair, Paul is insistent with me.  Pulling my hair so my head hangs back, he is SO much taller than I am, even on tiptoe, he has to bend down to bring his lips to mine.  I cannot believe I am participating in this, my mind is totally racing, my pussy is dripping wet, and I am dying to get Paul’s cock in my mouth.  Kitty has gotten John on his back on the bed and I can hear him moaning as she sucks him, a different mouth for the first time in a VERY long time.  It’s almost too much…