1 comments/ 10465 views/ 1 favorites After Dinner By: Shenachie2010 After Dinner. The meal was excellent. Light, delicious and slightly filling it was the prefect precursor. The meet was going as they had long planned. The signal was there as she had agreed. If she were to kiss and go at the meal's end she would remove her corsage by the finish of the main course. Oh, she was a tease she was, as she had warned him. She finished the last mouthful of the delicious beef, chewing delicately, slowly, drawing the moment endlessly out. She had undone it alright, then, smiling at his disbelieving face, handed it over to him and asked him to straighten it for her, allowing him to enter her space and to handle her breast gently as he re-affixed the symbol of her agreement. She giggled then, softly. When he sat down again her foot found his leg, then slid up his thigh slowly to torment him as the sweet arrived. He leaned to her and as she reciprocated to meet his words, in a low voice he promised. "I'll spank you for this yet, I will." Her reply yet again that glorious throaty giggle, then... "Promises is all I ever get." She winked outrageously. He noted that despite the luscious wine, she drank lots of water. He had hoped she would want to, and had briefed the waiter to keep the table supplied. She had excused herself twice to visit the ladies, no surprise considering the two large jugs of lemon water and the two bottles of red. As they took the lift to their room she giggled in his ear. "Pete? I want to show you, you know? What we talked about, I'm um primed and god I'm needing." His cock erected abruptly, tenting his slacks. She noticed, giggled again and stroked his groin with a feather touch as he turned to embrace her, his sweet tasting Maria, to kiss her deeply. His hands slid, rubbing circularly as they went, down her back, to find her neat bottom and fondle her firm cheeks. She murmured into his neck. "Nice, very nice, are you going to teach me?" "Yes I am, if you a willing pupil?" Giggling again but holding his eyes as she flushed slightly, "Yes I am." There: it was in the open. Pete's cock twitched at the thoughts he was having. The lift swooshed open, and they kissed their way to their room door. Inside Pete threw off his jacket and Maria her blouse. Her bra was magnificent, showcasing her gorgeous breasts. Pete stooped and kissed the cleavage running his tongue down the fleshy warm perfumed crease. "Darling I really can't wait, this isn't very romantic but if you want to do this then now is the time. Right now, and I want you to see; to watch. And you have your bit too, eh? ." "Want me to stay and help you?" "Oh stay, I want you to do what you said, god this is a turn on and a half. But Now." She flees into the bathroom, her discarded skirt flying out the door for emphasis as she went. Pete follows: stripping too. She stood in the bath, the silk of her half undone bra contrasting with the plain, white cotton panties. Slightly embarrassed she still manages a bump and grind to flaunt her bottom. Ensuring he spots the dark patch in her groin proclaiming her arousal. "You like I see," said while nodding at his erection. Pete steps into the bath, embraces her, kisses her, and helps her off with the bra. He leans back to admire her breasts against his chest and then with the bra cast aside to safety, he rubs her bottom through the thin panties. She murmured her appreciation, gives his penis a soft fondle. Then. "Now! Look." He felt her muscles push and relinquishing his bottom feeling he kneels. There is a delicious dark patch on her gusset which grows, the panties bulging, and as the pee begins to escape Pete pulls the sodden cotton down to release the flood. Maria gasps as he plants his mouth over her pussy and finds her pee hole with his tongue. As she pees he licks her there, the pee filling his mouth and then draining out to one side. His hands hold her firm bottom massaging her cheeks. He wants to feel her bottom hole but that is at this point a step too far he thought. That was for later. Slowly her flow eases, then ceases. Pete removes her sodden hold up stockings and together with her panties rinses them under the shower, to her astonishment. This is service! Pete stands, pulls the shower curtain shut and turns on the water. To Maria's surprise he leaves her, then she hears the sink running and a swishing noise. Pete rejoins her to embrace her, his bobbing erect penis reminding her this is merely the beginning. He kisses her, his arms around her as hers find him and for a moment they just stand under the teaming steaming water. He tastes clean having taken the chance to use the mouthwash he had brought for just this usage. She relaxes, leaning against him with abandon now, trustingly. Starting with her neck Pete washes her, working over her shoulder muscles, down her back probing as he went, all over her back, down lower until her bottom. This was a tricky bit right now. "Bend for me dear, let me wash you here please." He feels her hesitation and then the courage found, she stoops. "More dear: show me please?" A longer pause although perhaps only a second and then the slight crouch, opening her for showing. Her reward. "Darling so pretty, so lovely." Then a very soapy hand is in her bottom crease as the other finds her pussy as counter balance. The left hand swiftly finds her clit proving to her beyond all doubt that Pete knows his way around her feminity. Her pussy gently washed and rinsed the hand leaves her for other pastures. The left hand then seeks and finds a nipple to tease, as at her behind a finger eases very gently into her. Whispered in her ear under the cascade of water, "push out for me darling push a touch." She does and an itchy stretching sensation catches at her. An odd but very exciting sensation. The probing finger makes a very slow in and out motion then leaves. She feels left empty, bereft. Then Pete guides some extra water into her nether cleft and stoops to kiss her anus. She gasps and catches some water. Choking and coughing the shower is abandoned. Assured she would live by Maria, Pete towels her dry. Modesty forgotten she turns and complains at the way her hair is treated. Pete spanks her bottom gently, she retaliates and they laugh. They snuggle damply together in the big bed. The tension is still there but banked for the minute. Now is the time to talk to laugh, the orgasms will come, oh yes but now is the time to relax and talk. "Maria? Will you do something for me please?" "Oh yes, I near forgot didn't I she says throatily. Do you want to watch, see me flash as I put them on. Do you? Pete nods. "So, panties on last while you get a show is that it?" "Yeah, please, let me steal peeps while you put them on." She laughs. "Tell you what while I struggle into a fresh pair why don't you open the champers?" Pete neatly undoes the cork with a subdued hiss, as Maria sits on a chair and pulls on a new pair of stockings. Holding her legs out in turn showing her neatly bare pussy as she does so, to Pete's evident delight. He bends to kiss her as she stands, but she sits again and grasping his bobbing organ guides it to her warm mouth. He offers to withdraw with his hips, but the growl from her throat persuades him otherwise. Her educated tongue swirls around his glans, finding and tickling his little hole at the tip. With one hand she grasps and works the base of his shaft, whiles fondling his balls with the other until the fondling hand slides under him to tease his anus. He jerks to a muffled giggle, as the inquisitive finger begins to probe. He bears down, opening, no stranger to this, her finger goes no further though unlubricated as it is. Pete gently withdraws some to Maria's disappointment. "Get your panties on dear and come and cuddle." She makes a moue of disappointment and tugging the silk high on her thighs turns slowly to show him the sweet fit displaying her bottom to best advantage. Back in bed, cozy and relaxed, Maria snuggles in to his chest. His arm under her neck, his right hand has her right nipple to tease and play with. His other hand finds her pussy and through the silk he strokes and excites her again. The wet fabric telling him she is now very excited. She murmurs in against his mouth as he kisses her. He slides down the bed and using the gentlest of nibbles and kisses he excites her heavy breasts. She sighs and wriggles gently, the panties feeling tight against her swollen pussy lips. Down the bed he slides to feel her bottom again through the silk. He kisses the tight fabric over her pussy and then slides the garment off. Maria spreads her legs and offered her center to the seeking tongue. The taste is gorgeous. He uses his lips to play in her playground. He makes little noises as she tenses and relaxes as he teases her upwards. He uses his fingers for a moment to tease around her pretty clit, as he takes a minute to study her organ. Neatly sized he notes as with his fingers he tensions her surrounding flesh to ease the hood back to bare it. He licks. She murmurs again. "Is that too much? Want it covered again?" "Hell no, you silly man, that's lovely go on, go on." Smiling he does, using gentle sweeps of his tongue to excite her to lift her up to the plateau. Her taste subtly changes and he uses stronger firmer strokes, tonguing her with a steady rhythm, the taste changes again becoming acrid almost. Yes he knows, he knows that change. Slyly he slides a pre lubed finger deep into her unsuspecting bottom and then he presses that bit harder swirls a time or two and is rewarded with her bottom in his hands clenching, and her gasping, then the ahhhhh, of her pleasure peaking. He feels the contractions of her pulsing botty hole squeezing his wriggling finger. He licks on knowing if she wants she will push him away if the sensations are too strong. She does not. He slows the pace and plays really, teasing and then lowering to find her pee hole again as she finds her breath. She grasps his ears not unkindly and brings him back up the bed. She smiles happily. This is a slice of time out of both lives, a gamble both are taking and it is paying off for both. She snuggles into him again, contentedly. His erection flags now until a warm hand finds it and strokes gently. "I like this, pretty one you have, why the stitch marks?" "I was circumcised at 18 going on 19 and well I was so randy that after four days I was moving the skin on my shaft and of course well the stitches tore a bit. Silly I know but..." She giggles. "I can imagine yes." She fondles harder, and his passion rising he asks her to use some lube on him. As he passes her the jar he sneaks some and fondles her pussy with it. She gasps at the fresh sensation. He smiles. "Girls say they don't need it but the change in feel is lovely eh?" "God yes I'll say." She squirms and then gasps as his fingers reach back for her anus. She goes quiet. He kisses her, distracting her as his finger circles around there. Round and around and then teases the knot by dipping in to her center. Sliding in and out, just entering half a nails depth. "Okay so far?" Pete whispers. "Yeah, this is lovely actually." "Did you try your self with a glove on like I asked you to?" "Umm sorry no I just couldn't bring myself to." "Oh, you naughty girl, well lets try this then. Push out a touch for me please?" Pete feels the movement as Maria gently bears down. Easily Pete's finger slides slowly in. "Relax now, how is that?" "Hmmm, nice love, that is so nice, thank you. But you know I am just not sure." "I know love no pressures here, just relax let me do this for a minute and let you see how it feels." Pete's finger moves gently, slowly back, until almost out ,and then back in, over and over. Maria murmurs, Pete notes her nipples tipping her beautiful breasts are swelling again. Withdrawing his finger he finds the jar and returns to her relaxing mouth. Returning one finger, a second begins to probe. Gently, kissing her sweet mouth, the two ease in, Maria stirs. Pete stops. "Still okay?" Maria kisses Pete deeply. "This is very exciting. Just be very very gentle. Come here and let me make sure you are nice and firm for me." Her hand finds Pete's cock and strokes firmly. "Please take me but very gently darling." "Surely darling,as gentle as you want, but dress me first please?" Handed the foil she smiles some shyly and opens the packet. Holding it the wrong way round it refuses to unroll, giggling she realizes and turns the pink package around. Then giggling at her success she rolls it down to the root. Giving him a few brisk rubs she tests the strength. Then finding the jar she lubes the length, leaving a heavy layer on his tip. Pete tucks a pillow under her bottom and Maria tilts her pelvis to offer her last virginity. She pushes out as Pete, firmly, condom clad, begins to enter her. Unasked she bears down and relaxes as together they slowly achieve the entry. Easing off and then pressing, easing and pressing so gently he is in. Maria gasps, he stops. "Too much, sorry." He withdraws. "Shh, is okay, my fault. Just relax, come here for a cuddle, it's okay." She comes to him and he finds her clit again with his fingers. She feels for him but he moves his hips away. "No, this is for you, for being brave." He fondles her expertly, bringing on a rush of pleasure, up she goes, higher, higher, he thrums her clit vigorously as she hovers, hovers and cries then shudders into climax. Pete waits, soothing her stroking her, then mounts her. "Push out," he commands and as she complies slides deep into her bottom. She gasps. He stills. Kisses her, feels her anus flutter nervously and then relax. "Good girl you've done it. I knew you could, now how's this?" Pete eases back watching her face, and slides back, he pauses and repeats. Maria groans softly. Pete stops. "I know myself that the first time can sting a bit but the second is a lot easier. Is it good now?" "Go on it's rather good, very good, excitingly good." "Stroke your self, go on, fondle yourself like you did for me on cam." She grins and her right hand arrives to work for her. "Can we try something?" "Sure we can, what though." "Kneel up for me, then I can umm. " "You mean bugger me properly, she laughs, sure." She turns over and as her hand works her clit Pete stands astride her on the bed, his legs in front of hers and squatting he presses his glans into her presented bottom hole. He moves gently but firmly until her pretty cheeks are against his groin. Then he begins to stroke her, long strokes allowing his glans to bulge her anus treating the nerves there to the pleasure. In and out getting faster as Maria frigs herself through another cumm. The tightening of her bottom triggers him and with little rutting strokes he cumms too. Shuddering gasping with the intensity, he relaxes and leans on her sweating back. Limply he withdraws and they cuddle together. Spent temporarily. "Can you manage again do you think? She eyes the ticking clock, only towhours left. "Aye I think so, what do you want to try?" "I want you to let me fuck you, sit on your cock and ride you." He chuckles, gestures to his swelling erection and smiling says. "I think you've caught my attention dear." She leans over and sucks on the plum of the tip strongly, erecting him to his fullness. Grabbing two pillows she tells him. "Hup, botty up dear, let me get these under you. Suitably lifted he waits, cock jutting. She rolls the condom on and smiles at his hardness dressed and ready. She arranges herself over him and guiding him with her right hand she settles on him, his cock feeling so hot in her. She begins to rise and fall clenching with her muscles as she does so. Her long breasts moving with her as she moves her hips. She makes her inner muscles clench rhythmically but despite all her efforts he begins to wilt in her, "ohh for why darling, is this not exciting enough for you?" "Vaginal sex has never really been a thing for me dear. Sorry. I think it's because I'm so used to the firmness of the grip of a hand you see. I did try to warn you darling. Sorry." She dismounts pouting a bit with disappointment. "Look can I show you another way to please me? It's a little dark perhaps but you might enjoy the power." "Now you've intriguied me darling what do you want me to do?" She stirs, sleepily. Contentedly. Glad they met. After Dinner All persons in this story are over 18 years of age. * We have just enjoyed a delicious home cooked meal and are now snuggled on the couch enjoy a glass of wine together. Our conversation during dinner was very suggestive and I casually and gently drape my hand across your upper thigh. I can feel you beginning to stir as I gently rub and stroke your thigh and my breathing begins to change, it turns me on so much, the way that I get to you. Feeling sexy and seductive I decide to give you a treat, standing up, giving you a long, deep passionate kiss, I dim the lights and switch the music to some sexy jazz. You watch me curiously from the lounge as I begin to move and sway to the music, running my hands over my body suggestively. I lift my skirt so you get a peek at my knickers while I gyrate and sway to the music, as I bend over you begin to see a growing wet patch on my crotch and with a groan you need to re-adjust yourself so you are sitting more comfortably as your erection grows. Dropping my skirt I turn to face you again and slowly remove my top, revealing bit by bit my sexy black lace bra, my nipples are erect with excitement and I spend some time enjoying the feeling of them against the lace of my bra. As my hands explore further down my body, I drop my skirt and stand, revealing to you, myself wearing only my bra and knickers. I slip one hand down the front of my knickers, feeling my own wetness and let out a groan. Your eyes are fixed on me as I remove my hand and bring my fingers to my own lips to taste my sweet nectar. By now you have unzipped your pants and are stroking yourself as you watch me play for you. I reach out and grab your hand, pulling you up against me, and begin to strip you off as I dance provocatively around you. Rubbing my hard, lace covered nipples over your chest, back and ass, kissing and licking you in all those places I know drive you wild. I kneel down behind you as I remove your undies and kissing my way down your back, stroking and kneading your buttocks, I bend you over, one hand reaches through between your legs to stroke and fondle your ball sac as the other spreads your ass cheeks while I gently blow on your little ass hole, watching it tighten and loosen in reaction. I cannot wait and bury my face in between your ass cheeks licking your hole for all I'm worth. Snaking my tongue down to your balls and licking, in big long strokes, all the way to the top of your crack, over and over. My other hand has now found your throbbing cock and is gently stroking you as my tongue assaults your ass. You can feel my lace covered breasts rubbing against the back of your thighs and finally, you can take it no more. Standing up and quickly turning around you pull me to my feet, kissing me deeply then burying your face in my straining cleavage. You quickly find my nipples and suck and nip at them through the lace of my bra, the friction is driving me wild as I grasp at you hair with both my hands, holding you to me as tightly as I can. Your hands are exploring my legs and I feel you working steadily up the inside of my thighs. I spread my legs for you and you gasp as you feel my soaked underwear and drop to your knees, burying your face in the warm, fragrant wetness. Your tongue probes through the fabric as you lick and suck at my undies, your nose teasing my clit. I desperately want to feel your tongue on my wet cunt and try to pull my knickers away but you slap at my hands and push me back onto the lounge. Dropping to your knees in front of me you lift my legs high over your shoulders, spreading them as wide as you can and spend a moment gazing at my wet spot and smelling the sweet scent of my arousal. Again you bury your face in my crotch, my hands are in your hair, your hands are holding my legs high and wide. Finally I feel your tongue sneak past the edge of my knickers and sink into the soft flesh below, I cry out with pleasure and beg you for more. You rip my knickers off me with one action and your face is now buried in my hungry, wet cunt. I feel your tongue flat on my clit, then pointed and plunging inside me, then snaking it's way to my tight little ass hole, licking and probing and exploring. You lick me from ass to clit over and over with a broad flat tongue and I am soon screaming your name as I orgasm. I feel you thrust two fingers inside my cunt, intensifying my orgasm and then you kneel up straighter, your two fingers now playing around my ass, pressing and releasing, looking for entry, as your cock dances at the opening to my cunt. I push against you, whimpering, I want you inside me so desperately. With a forceful thrust both your fingers and cock enter me, deep and powerful, thrusting and withdrawing, thrusting and withdrawing, again and again, my body is gripped by one long orgasm as I feel so full of you and at your mercy. You watch my face with satisfaction, reveling in the pleasure you are giving me, until finally, you lose control and begin to pound into me, hard, deep and fast. You hold my hips steady and thrust deeply over and over again, building the pressure, feeling my warm, tight wet cunt enveloping you, the delicious friction as I work my inner muscles to heighten your pleasure. Harder, deeper, faster you thrust into me, grunting with pleasure, I am begging you to cum inside me, to fill my cunt with your delicious cum, and this sends you over the edge as you lodge yourself deep inside me and I feel your cock pulsing as you shoot stream after stream of cum inside my grasping cunt. We are both breathless, but you are not finished yet, pulling out of me you bend down and watch as your cum starts to dribble out of my still pulsating cunt, you catch our juices on your tongue, greedily licking and sucking until you have every last drop. Sliding up my body you share your delicious mouthful with me in a warm deep wet kiss as we enjoy the taste of ourselves together, and begin to come back to earth. I think this evening has only just begun... After Dinner We'd just finished dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant in Heidelberg and we'd decided to celebrate paying off our student loans. Dave was wearing a shirt and tie, I was wearing a little black dress and pearls. I'd even gone hog wild and worn my heels. The air was unexpectedly warm and we decided to go for a walk to clear the wine from our heads and enjoy the night. We meandered aimlessly through the old town, left here, right there, paying no attention to where we were going. We chatted and laughed, walking arm in arm, enjoying one another's company. After about 20 minutes, we decided to head back and realized that we had no idea where we were. Dave, who is the sort of guy you can drop into a strange city and he'll know his way around, had a vague notion to head left. Then we turned right up an alley that looked like it should come out on the main road. The walls on either side were close and kind of damp seeming, no windows on either side. There was, of course, no trash, but it was kind of grimy and unused. The alley jogged to the left and ended. Dead. A few wooden shipping crates had been stored there, but otherwise it was just a strangely un-German waste of space. "Well, Compass Dick," I said, "where are we?" "These walls must be made of lead," Dave replied,"my powers are helpless." "Maybe it's just those pants," I said, unzipping his fly, and leading him behind the crates. "Mmmm," he murmured, "maybe." Dave took my head in his hands and kissed me deeply. I returned his kiss enthusiastically while my hands slid his pants and underwear down. Dave made a low noise of happy surprise as I broke away from the kiss and slid down to my knees, taking his pants with me. He leaned back against the wall as I took the head of his cock into my mouth and sucked it to full erection. Dave pulled the silver pin from my hair, allowing it to fall from its tight chignon into waves around my shoulders. Standing, I took off my light coat and turned around, pulling my hair to the side so he could unzip my dress. I turned to face him as I took the dress off. My eyes never leaving his face and a faint smile on my lips, I took off my stockings, underwear, shoes, and bra. I stood before him, naked but for my pearls. Dave hesitated just a moment and reached out for me. I loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt while he stepped out of his pants and shoes. "Socks," I said, when it seemed he might think it was okay to leave those on, and he took them off, too. We embraced, our bodies warming where they touched and just slightly chilly everywhere else. We kissed long and hard, our hands racing over one another's body. I spread out my coat on the ground and lay on it, stuffing his clothes under my head as a pillow. He stretched out on top of me, his hard cock pressing against my pussy. I resisted the urge to guide him inside me immediately. We kissed more, warm and soft, and I ran my hands through his hair. Dave reached behind my neck and brought the clasp of my pearls around to the front He unhooked it and took them off. Rolling to lie beside me, he ran the cold, soft pearls all over my body, letting them snake around. It tickled just enough to be exciting and I began to wriggle. Slowly, slowly he ran them down and through my pubic hair. He dropped one end of the strand and ran the pearls up my pussy, just splitting the lips with the string of beads. I raised my hips and spread my legs in response. He took the pearls and pushed them deep into my pussy, very slowly. The very idea of it drove me wild, and I raised my hips higher to receive them. He got the whole strand in and then pulled it out, slowly pulling it over my clit. He dangled the pearls before my mouth and I sucked them inside. He pulled them out again, and I sucked off my juices as they went. I was absolutely shuddering with need and he was loving it. Dave picked up one of my ridiculously high heeled shoes and wiped the spiked heel on my coat. I could see what he was about to do and opened my legs wide. With the ball of the shoe pressing deliciously against my mound, he slid the heel into my pussy. In and out but a few times and I came with a cry. As soon as the spasms subsided, I pulled him on top of me, grabbing his ass to pull him in hard. Even though Dave's cock is nice and long, I just couldn't get it deep enough to suit me. I rolled my legs back over my head, resting my toes on the wall behind me. He got up on his knees, entering me at an angle. I could practically feel his cock in my throat, it was so deep, and I moaned with pleasure. That deep penetration was heaven, but I can only handle it for so long. We rolled over and I straddled him, riding his cock with abandon, clutching my breasts. When my thighs began to burn with fatigue, I craned my neck down, lifting a nipple so that I can just flick it with my tongue. That never fails to push Dave close to the edge and he grabbed me, pulling me close, thrusts coming so hard and fast that I didn't have to move at all, just clench my pussy muscles and ride the ride. His orgasm exploded inside me in shuddering waves. When he collapsed back, I rolled off of him. While he watched, I rubbed my clit until I came one final time. We rested for a while, letting the chill of the pavement cool us as it came up through my coat, and got dressed. We went back down the alley and continued on down the street. "We should turn right here," Dave said. As we turned we saw the car. We went home and slept like the dead. After Dinner One of the things I enjoy about the house is that we have a large, eat-in kitchen with plenty of space for cooking and, as is all too rare in most houses, multiple cooks. It was one of the things that drew us to the house in the first place. There were many things we liked about it but, when we were looking for the place to call our own, it was upon entering the kitchen we both knew it was to be ours. Since day one of our relationship, you and I have always loved to cook together. "Foreplay," you have called it for years - too many years to count these days, a comfort to us both - and it continues to be the case. You and I move around the kitchen, performing various tasks in getting the meals ready, but I instinctively find some way to touch you every time I pass by you or stand next to you. A stroke of your back here, a rub of your shoulder there, a peck on the cheek or a nibble of your earlobe. I can't help myself and I am lucky enough to have a partner who wants every second of it. I love you. Our friends came over for dinner. They stayed in the kitchen as we cooked. The house feels warm and inviting, especially when we have friends over for a meal. Better yet, these were long-time friends and there were no awkward moments or real surprises. We were all quite comfortable together and they were used to hanging out in the kitchen as we prepped the meal and spent the time caressing and attending to one another. We had been doing it for so long, we didn't think anything of it when other people were around us. You were in a mood tonight - a fantastic, sexy, horny, loving and playful mood. It doesn't take much to get me going but you know all the right buttons to press, physically and verbally. I couldn't wait for our friends to leave, much as I was enjoying myself, but I needed to have you. I am not sure I could have made it into the bedroom had you offered sex at the moment; a day dream quickly passed through my mind of us clearing the dining room table as soon as were alone and going at it right then and there on top of the table. "What about you?" I came back to reality, as one of the others was asking me a question. The topic had changed without my realizing and I was lost. Apparently, we were talking about sex - never a bad thing but a far cry from the discussion of politics we had been having before I zoned out. "What's something out of the ordinary you two have done, sexually, we wouldn't guess?" I wasn't sure how to answer. While I was sifting through our memories - and what an amazing catalog of memories it was with you - I offered a joke. "I got to second base last night." After the collective groan and a napkin being thrown my way from across the table, I figured I had to come up with something. How to pick? Do I talk about the time you gave me a blowjob in a rest stop parking lot when we were on a trip? Do I tell them about the time I played with your g-spot in the woods on one of the trails near the house, wondering if we were going to be discovered at any moment? How about the time we sat in front of a mirror, with me on a chair and you riding me, also facing the mirror, watching the hot and horny couple staring back at us? Maybe one of the times you read erotica while I went down on you? Trading sexual favors as bets during a football game in your living room? All the times we told each other fantasies during sex - mind-blowing sex - to heighten the orgasms? I was stumped and the list went on in my head. You are the not only a fantastic lover but I couldn't begin to dream up a better one if I tried... not that I wanted to try, either. "I'm tongue-tied and have no idea how to answer." Not helping matters, of course, was that you had taken that opportunity to start stroking me under the table. You like to drag your nails along the outline of my cock, over my pants. It drives me wild. Well, it drives us both wild as you get pretty wet from it, but after several minutes of it, I am ready to rip your clothes off every time. (One of the times you did that on a long car ride through a couple states comes to mind as I type this. I really am a lucky guy.) "Too many from which to decide. Tell me yours first," I say. "About a year ago," she began, "we had friends over. One thing led to another and, before I knew it, I was tied up and being enjoyed by our friends and my own loving partner. Six hands caressing and exploring every inch of me was incredible. Hands were replaced by tongues, cocks and a wet pussy. I didn't know which end was up and I was one raw nerve. I'm wet just thinking about it." "Me, too," you said without intending. Three sets of eyes shifted over to you simultaneously. "I can't imagine how fantastic that must be to be so over-sensitized." Your hand moved on its own from my cock to your breast as you spoke. I don't think you even realized it, but you slipped your hand inside your shirt and massaged your left nipple. "Tell me more," you said. "How about if we show you?" We all stood. I turned, cupped your face with my hands and kissed you deeply and intently. Lust burned intensely in your response. Your tongue wrestled with mine and you tugged at your shirt, pulling it out of your pants. My hands roamed all over your body and your breathing increased quickly. You grabbed my hand and pulled me to the couch. The table is nice and you have had fantasies about being taken by others all around a table, but the couch was far more comfortable. In the four steps to the couch, you stripped bare. As I said earlier, you were driven and as soon as you sat down to face me, I saw you were quite wet. Standing above you, I leaned over to kiss you more. You unbuckled my belt and yanked my pants down. Oh ya, people were there with us. We turned to look over at them and they were stripping as well. During one of our many fantasy stories during sex, you laid out this scenario and told me you would do it for me but you wanted to be able to direct and tell the others what to do. I was all for it and, in the moment, I saw that's what you began to do. You told our friends to come over onto the couch and the three of us should caress you. We did. Your face was filled with pure bliss - a smile from ear to ear - as six hands gently rubbed you in all directions. You closed your eyes to savor the moment. Nails dragged up and down your arm, then across your chest. One of those two hands slowly - excruciatingly slowly - used a single fingertip to circle your left nipple. In turn, it hardened and ached for more. More hands rubbed your legs. You got wetter and wetter from the whole experience. Every now and then, a finger took some of your pussy's lube and rubbed it up and down your inner thighs. "Use your tongues," you directed. There was no hesitation from any of us. The finger slowly making its way around your nipple was replaced by a tongue. You could no longer hold a thought. Another tongue glided up the nape of your neck while a hand cupped your right breast. The fingers that had been caressing your legs separated your legs a bit and there was little doubt where the tongue was headed. Still, anticipation ruled the day - well, it would have if you had been able to think about it - and the tongue and lips in front of you inched up your inner thigh with small kisses and long strokes from the tongue. The mouth that had been on your neck sucked your earlobe ever so slightly and made its way to your mouth. The foreign tongue made its way to yours and you kissed for a while. The tongue between your legs hit paydirt. When it began to make its way with those long and slow strokes up and down your lips, you groaned. Then came the four words I had been waiting to hear: "Hold my hands down." The two people enjoying the top half did just that and you were restrained. You got wetter in that one second. You saw stars. The tongue between your legs was magical. No more time with your lips for the moment, though, as it slipped inside you. A long, slow groan came from deep within you. Heaven, pure heaven. The tongue was slowly and seductively fucking you. Your hips bucked not only to meet it but to try to speed it up. You broke from the kiss on one side and shifted your head, gasping for air. It was all fantastic and you told us so. The hands and mouth on your left broke away for a moment and you felt the couch shift when he (she? He? "Fuck it, someone with a fantastic mouth," you thought) returned. Your eyes were closed and you now had one hand free, but you just rested against the couch and savored the moment. Eyes closed, you still noticed that things went dark. She spoke (ha - she - you knew it) and told you that she blindfolded you. It had made the experience ten times more intense for her, she said, and wanted you to experience it. Blindfold tied, her hand grabbed your wrist and pinned it against the top of the couch behind you again. You grinned wider, loving every minute. The tongue between your legs took a break from fucking you. It was a break you needed, as you were getting closer and closer to orgasm. You thought you wanted to hold off. (Did you? It was a rough decision. Cum, not cum. What you came to realize quickly was that it wasn't your choice anymore at the rate this was going.) Lips immediately encircled your clit and an expert tongue danced around your clit. Completely trapped by the lips, the tongue found every sensitive spot and you escalated even more quickly to orgasm. You panted. The lips started to suck your clit, drawing it out from its hood even more. Your tits ached for more attention and you demanded help. (Maybe you just grunted. You really couldn't tell.) Still, hands went to your tits and rubbed them, sending shocks of pleasure through to your core. Your hands were released and you reached out, feeling my bald head between your legs. You love to stroke my head. You find comfort in knowing it's me down there, too. You shifted your hands out to our friends - one found his cock and the other rubbed one of her nipples. Hands expertly rub your tits on both sides. Down below, I am sucking your clit, running my tongue back and forth across it and that sends you to the point of no return. Orgasm sweeps through you like a breaking ocean wave, pounding you from all around and you let you're a scream that I have come to know and love. It is a scream of pure release and satisfaction. Panting, you cannot speak. You hear in your ear, "that's one. You're getting three tonight."