0 comments/ 19657 views/ 1 favorites A New Meaning To Getting Lucky Ch. 1 By: DreamOn Loving her has been easy since we'd met, making love to her was nervous but electric those first few times, as we discovered each other, explored each other and found out what each of us liked, needed, wanted and felt... then it became the most natural thing and has been so ever since. We have shared one attitude about everything connected with our lovemaking since soon after it began and we became so close in it. These last years it has seemed as if we had one body, I mean it so sincerely, it's not meant to be a cliché...the way she understood mine and the way she makes me believe that I understand hers has been incredible. It took three months of friendship to find our trust and belief in each other, then three months of expression before we actually made love. We began to discover that the expressions of things we didn't like we were able to share and become comfortable with, slowly at first, in fantasy, then in reality. We had what is probably a rare scenario in this day and age of learning about each other before we took the proverbial "jump into the sack." We found extreme pleasure in the fantasies we discussed, then we stumbled into making them happen. (Readers, please stick with the preamble, hopefully it will help you feel the story like we felt what we shared). Sure, we'd both had lovers before but soon after we were together, we realized we were meant to be...as if the others we'd had were meant to be for own practice, learning and understanding in reaching the point that we found ourselves knowing how deeply in love we were falling...soon enough we realized that we were learning so much more with each other than our pasts could ever have imagined possible. At the time of our meeting she was 26, I was 36. She is incredibly beautiful. There isn't a part of her that is not physically perfect but her mind is so utterly complimentary of her body. She is passion defined! She reaches peaks of anger and expression about all the things she cares about and expresses her feelings with extreme caring. She brings the same passion to our every moment..."time out" is rarely an option. We can begin a phone call at 9pm and have it last until 6am. During it's course we might be shouting at each other, masturbating together, making life plans or talking about the weather. There might be a dozen or so hang ups in between times but those never release our thoughts. I'm writing about this for her and me. It's a good thing because there has to be something to believe in and anybody else that identifies with it or has lived it, has already understood where this is coming from. It matters little to you and matters nothing to me but visualization can be assisted in the reading process so I'll tell you anyway...She is 5'8", 127 pounds, shaped, so beautifully shaped. Of those 127 pounds, 63.5 are her heart, 63.5 are her soul...just maybe, some of you that read this would give at least one limb to have her...but you're never going to! I intend to wrap her up so fucking tightly inside myself that she won't see beyond the elements of me that wrap her. She does the same to me. I have her in my life for no other reason than that I am lucky, the luckiest guy in the world...what other explanation could there be? I could tell any readers that I'm good looking, that I'm tall, smart, wealthy, witty or whatever but it really doesn't matter anyway, I'm the one writing and I'm the lucky SOB to have this women in my life and to be sharing this, our story. If she told you about me, she'd probably say I was tall, dark, handsome, hung, smart and focused on golf, sports and the things I aspire towards in my business... but she'll get to read it and edit this paragraph before I submit it. So know that what you read is what she agreed was accurate. She might also say that I gained about 15 pounds too much these last few years as her cooking got better and my visits to the gym became less frequent! Thanks for sticking with it so far, now the story (almost) begins... I've been working in a new office space, all alone for now, due to a new business venture I recently undertook. Her call came in at about 4.30pm, I was working but almost done for the day, this woman I had loved for four years, told me how much she'd been missing me the last four days, I told her it was mutual. She caught me at a moment that I'd just finished making some calls and was just tidying up the office a little bit, tidying up merely helped me justify renting the place. We told each other how much we had missed each other and how much we wanted to see each other this night. The things we expressed during the early part of that call will not add to any readers' appeal for this story but to us it meant a lot! We covered the things that had been hurting each of us, discussed what we needed to reestablish in our world. Somehow we had each missed a couple of things that were making us individually and temporarily unhappy, we aired them, realized them and finally agreed on them. We each knew we had to do better and maybe we each now know that individually we always have to think more about each other than ourselves in order to make it as perfect as it can be...you decide, you all have relationships too and we all have different thoughts, feelings and philosophies. Then, after reminding each other of our shared love and beliefs, we got to the second part of our call. I guess this is where the story really begins... I asked her over..."not unless I get dinner" was the reply, now there was a touch of sarcasm in the flattening of our temporary barricade. No problem there but the anger was gone, we were back on the same wavelength and playing our own games..."just come without panties, wear a sexy dress" and a whole bunch of other fantastical thoughts were expressed over AT&T's lines. "Then I'll arrange dinner." It slowly went further...I told her that I wanted her so very much, I then realized for myself that I was lying, that I wanted her more than life itself and then attempted to express what she already knew. She understood it as I spoke it and reiterated it all in her own way. Making me comfortable, looking after my psyche, and generally being who I already told you she is! We spoke about her dress, a slinky black thing, she told me about the Via Spiegel shoes she would wear (I still don't know how to spell that). I asked her to arrive and be ready for a ravishing without conversation...all she said was "uhuh". "Over the back of the big chair" I mentioned..."ok, you have any more questions or requests?" she added. She arrived...incredibly gorgeous, incredibly shapely and incredibly ready. I don't want to overestimate anything but there are 99% of guys out there that will never get close to anything like the woman I will spend the rest of my life with. It's not an insult, just a reality check! There are woman out there that are that way inclined that certainly want her in the same way...others might want to convert just upon seeing her...we'll get into that later in this chapter or maybe at another time (checking my watch). Like I said...I'm a lucky SOB. Anyway...she stepped from the elevator after having buzzed my door...I gave a nod in her direction as she walked towards me and she lifted the dress from four inches above her knees and exposed a newly and cleanly shaven pussy...she let it slide down again as we kissed without speaking...our mouths and tongues intertwined as her coat slipped from her shoulders during the same few seconds that she passed the threshold. It fell to the floor and there it would stay for an hour or more. The shaving of her pussy is not a new thing, it's just a beautiful thing. In fact, she just had a "brazilian" wax and trim, it's amazing, It's sexy beyond words so I won't write about it in that way, I'll just tell you what I see, feel, kiss, finger, suck and taste. I wish I could attach a picture but without that possibility, for all you girls and boys, I'll describe it in every detail that I see it and dream about it when I'm not with her...first ...it's pink, pink like a roast beef sandwich, her outer lips are huge...I can pull and pucker them like a kid that pins down his butterfly collection, exceptional in form and thickness...when she opens herself there is a glorious scent...it seems as if the scent of life emanates from her pussy...I can see it as I type...I can see her stroking it for me in between my own lickings and suckings...I have my heaven there. Only the reality of daily life forbids me from burying myself and drowning inside her forever. The uncertainty of afterlife that would have me live there forever is what makes me want to live there in this life . But when they decide that my time has come that is surely what I will hope for. When we make love her lips swallow me...they chase my cock from her pussy and drag me back inside...the vision of making love with her from behind is nothing less than the eighth wonder. She settled herself in what we call "the big chair", she hiked up her dress, I pushed it higher and then higher again until it was around her neck and my hands were on her breasts, caressing and molding them, lightly pinching as my mouth moved closer to them.. she knew it was time to lose the dress, she lost it, naked now, glorious...her hands fell to the outsides of her breasts, joining my hands and my oral administrations, her scent is intoxicating... flickering candle light sent dancing shadows across her face...I moved to her mouth, briefly though, and slipped to kiss and nibble her neck and shoulders until the shiver of her response told me that the goose bumps were spreading along the length of her legs...those long beautiful legs...they opened and allowed me closer as I tried to caress and kiss her more tenderly and sensually than my cock wanted me to... She deserved a week of this but settled for about 10 minutes before I moved back to her breasts, her nipples more erect than ever, the first "ooohhhhss" escaped her lips as I sucked more firmly and in turn took much of each breast into my mouth whilst caressing the orally unattended one... Slowly but surely my tongue and mouth licked and kissed it's way along her body, her legs opened as I passed and almost ignored her pussy...I made my way from thigh sucking to the joint between sex and hips in about 5 minutes...trying to make every touch tender and delighting in the expressions of pure enjoyment I hoped she was receiving...my arms stretched beneath her and came across her flanks and my hands settled into their loving and caressing of her breasts and nipples...she placed her hands above mine and encouraged this as I slowly began a tormentation of her sex...her sex was so close, so beautiful, raw, erotic...she was ready to flower as my lips approached...her outer folds were swollen, her aroma so evidently epitomized the woman who's sex and love I felt so completely... I kissed her outer lips in turn, wetted each with my tongue, sucked alternatively until they grew between my lips...then dragged them in together, sucking and kissing them wetly until they softened and swelled, finally opening as her delicious fluids separated them from within...my tongue flicked over her clit, my lips dwelt there briefly en route to her beautifully bald mound...I began to kiss her there, licking her, kissing her until she was coated and wet...then sucking on her there...knowing that her clit was jumping out at my nose with each deep suck...she moaned, she moved but not enough to separate her from the pleasure we were each receiving...I dipped down again...her lips now so far apart...her inner pink was so exposed, so open, so inviting... I sucked her clit between my lips as she threw back her head...I looked up to see her eyes closed and her mouth open... her delicious tongue pressing against her two front teeth. I nibbled her clit, sucked it between my lips and began flicking with my tongue...in seconds it began...her orgasm was there for the taking... I didn't want it just yet...I stopped, took her hand, brought it to her pussy, she didn't need asking...she began to masturbate for me, already dripping...more exposed and never more close to her sex, I grabbed the camera and took some of the most beautiful close-ups imaginable...her lips swelled more, she opened more, her clit so beautifully out of it's shelter... She circled it, flicked it and pressed it with an ever increasing vitesse, she came in a writhing screaming, gorgeous, long winded, sighing, moaning display of extreme womanhood. I moved my mouth back to her sex...slowly, so slowly licking and kissing her sex as she came down from her orgasm...I licked and sucked at her nectar, she gave me all of it and moaned again as we each realized that this moment was officially over. Within ten minutes we were on our way out of the door to our local Italian restaurant. We like to eat and leave (only at restaurants) so we usually eat at the bar, enjoy the food and rapidity of the service when we sit there...we had high stools... with her legs crossed and that black figure hugging dress sliding up her thighs, the temptation not to touch was too much...so, I touched...I had a finger inside her and my thumb rubbed her clit and shaven mound as the people just three feet behind her talked about their appetizers. We ate very quickly, in retrospect we probably both realized that we had unfinished business. We were back at my place within 90 minutes...as we walked in she lost the dress again, I followed her to the bedroom with a bottle of champagne and two flutes...she was naked in bed when I got there...our mouths swallowed each others' faces and our arms wrapped each other so tightly as our bodies melted together...all too easily my cock slipped inside her but all too soon... I withdrew and went down there to drink her again...the headiness created by suffocation just intensified every sensation...she coated my face with the most deliciously incredible taste of sex that exists on this earth...she moved to the bottom of the bed, gripped the lower rail, she looked at herself and us in the full length mirror, mere silhouettes in the soft light, her beautiful round ass high... I entered her pussy and began a crescendo there that was never meant to be reached ...she paused between deep breaths and whispered the three magic words that she had only uttered four times in our history..."fuck my ass"...more than ecstatic I withdrew slowly and placed my wet, dripping cock against her ass...she pushed back against me and little by little I allowed her movements to drag me inside...it felt so tight, so right and looked so incredibly perfect as each stroke took me deeper, it brought her further back along my shaft and coaxed the most romantic yet guttural moans from her lungs...Maybe this evening defined our shared sexuality. My cock stretched her sphincter, her violent orgasm from this ass fucking brought about enormous spasms in my cock and my thrusts strengthened as I pumped my cum inside her ass, she tightened her grip on the bed rail and screamed her vulgarities as I slammed into her depths. After an eternity of twitching, pulsing conclusions to our orgasms I slowly withdrew my softening cock, I hugged around her chest, my belly against her back, she released her grip on the bed rail and I pulled her back towards the pillow end of the bed...we kissed slowly and stared into each others' eyes, both knowing that words were unnecessary. We soon left the bed and showered in candle light. She bathed me, I bathed her, then she finished her own bathing as I left to towel off. I prepped some crab meat on water crackers with black pepper, some stilton and two glasses of port...all tastes we enjoyed to share. She joined me, wrapped in a white robe, she came to me, kissed me, we toasted each other, she nuzzled in to me on the sofa and whispered "that was amazing"... "for me too darling"... "no, I mean really amazing"... "that's what I meant too" I smiled at her, she smiled back... "do you think it's really possible for a woman to take two at the same time?"... Now, we'd discussed this during love making but it was usually me that brought it up...I wondered if she was warming to the idea... "sure it is darling, you've seen pictures, movies" ... "Oh, I don't know if I could do it" ... "then forget about it then" "I can't just forget about it, I think I'm getting to like the idea, at least the idea of trying"... "Do you want me to set it up?" Now she was rubbing my cock, nuzzling my neck and generally getting very close in a way that prevented me from seeing any facial expression, she was embarrassed but honest, open but still with some trepidation and hesitation about exploring further. Finally she answered..."yes" "Do you have any idea who you'd like to be attached to the second cock darling?" I was expecting her to say we should take a long flight and find a stranger, she didn't. Instead she made it somebody close to home but somebody we barely knew, somebody she was physically attracted to but somebody she had never seen away from his work place, nor out of a tux... "the bar man at the Italian place" she squoze me in search of reassurance as the words fell from her lips. "You really want to fuck him huh?"... this had all been my idea from the first mention of fantasy so my question wasn't fair, she made that clear in her response... " it was your idea, I warmed up to it so if we're going to go through with it, and now you've got me ready for it, I think I should at least get to choose somebody that I'm attracted to. I figure that might make it more successful for all of us!" I couldn't argue with that logic and told her she was absolutely right. With that she kissed me and went to her purse, she returned looking at her diary and said "next Saturday, work it out, I'm going to bed now, if you'd like to chat more you should follow me." Of course I followed her, we lay there and talked about practicalities, we solved the ones we could imagine and moved on to fantasizing about the act itself, she administered the most perfect blow job as I described the imaginings I was having about next Saturday evening...she moaned, groaned and expressed her pleasure with each slurping stroke along my cock, she almost choked herself as I described how Mario would cum inside her ass as I penetrated her pussy. We made love twice more before exhaustion arrived. Before drifting off to sleep she uttered something important... "his name is Salvatore...not Mario!" The last two things I did before sleep was chuckle and wrap my arms around her. I left for the office before she awoke. I left a brief note on the kitchen counter. Darling, Last night was sensational, next Saturday might be even more sensational. I'm going to stop at the restaurant for a cocktail on the way home tonight. Don't call me today unless you don't want me to have that cocktail. I love you. In the course of a normal day I might get 20 – 25 calls and a bunch of voice mails if I leave the office for a while. Every time the phone rang I thought it was her, every time the message light was flashing I thought the whole thing was off. However she didn't call and I left the office early at 5pm expecting that the restaurant would be quiet at that time as they prepared for the evening's customers. I parked in pole position at the corner of the restaurant. I used the cell phone to check the voice mail at the office one last time "you have no new messages" said the faceless attendant. I took a deep breath as I swung open the car door, slammed it behind me, clicked the remote and strode towards the front door of the restaurant. Salvatore was wiping down bottles behind the bar as I hopped on a stool there. No other customers at the bar, just an older couple having an early dinner towards the far corner of the restaurant. A New Meaning To Getting Lucky Ch. 1 He turned, smiled and extended his hand, I took it "nice to see you again Mr. Moore, will you be alone tonight?"... "Yes, Sal, just me tonight, how are you?" He still had the smile on his face "The lady you are with, she is very beautiful, I think you have nice times." His broken accent made it easy to let slide anything he said but he clearly knew more than I thought he knew, why would he say something like that I asked myself and I had to ask him to explain. "It's a very beautiful thing to see" Again, I was a little bit lost and my frown solicited further explanation. "Yesterday...I saw her" "Yes, we were here for dinner" " I see the pussy too" "You did? How?" "When she crossed the legs at the bar" Had I not been so intrigued I'd have corrected his grammar but we were way beyond that. I was wondering if she'd deliberately or accidentally flashed him. "She showed you?" "Not show me, I just saw it when I put drink down, I see very quick" I wasn't sure at all, I needed to ask her if she knew this. "Sal, fix me a vodka martini please" I reached for the cell phone and called her. She answered second ring. "Hi Darling, it's me, I'm here with Sal"... "Oh yeah, how's it going?" ... "I don't know yet, good I guess, listen...did you flash him last night?" there was a pause... "well, I didn't mean to but I realized immediately that he got a glimpse when I saw his grin after I'd switched positions on the stool" she spoke it quickly, without punctuation, as if it was something she thought she should have already told me. "Is that what made you choose him?" "NO" she paused... "but it contributed" "Ok, I get the picture, I'll call you in a while, love you" She repeated me and we hung up as Salvatore returned with a perfect Martini. "Thanks Sal, and thanks for telling me" "I also see you finger fuck" I almost spat out my first sip of the Martini but settled for a brief coughing choke as I set the glass down on the bar and wiped my mouth with a napkin. "You what" "I went to back room for ice, I look at camera tv" ... He pointed to the security camera in the corner to my left "I saw your arm inside dress" Now it was very nice of Sal to be so honest and I had the thought that we should be a little more careful...Big Brother is watching and all that, but this gave us the opportunity to expand the discussion... I tried to keep the opening line simple to eliminate any possible confusion... "Sal, would you like to fuck my wife?" "Sure...why, you wanna fuck my wife?" "No Sal, that's not the point...maybe one day, but right now, I am here to ask you to fuck my wife at the same time as me" I almost searched inside me for an Italian accent but knew I didn't have one. "Ok, but we go before all customers arrive" He still didn't get it, not his fault but mine. I'd laid the whole thing out in a few sentences when more explanation was needed. I now gave him the explanation and he leaned more closely over the bar as the explanation progressed. He paused to fix me another Martini as he took it all in, poured himself about half a glass of Merlot and nodded his eventual and wholehearted agreement. We were to meet at 8.00 pm Saturday, he'd have his shift covered and was unconcerned about missing the best tipping night of the week. I pressed the redial button on my cell phone, she answered quickly "Salvatore is very much looking forward to Saturday evening" I announced... a long pause... "wow, we're really going to do it?" another pause... "I am so fucking excited darling, when will you be home? I want to talk about it" ... "I'll be leaving here soon, do you want to say hello to Sal?"... "mmmm sure, ok" I didn't hear what she said but I did hear Sal's side of the conversation... "It will be biggest pleasure to make love"... as he spoke I could almost imagine her enjoying his accent, let alone the thoughts she had of fucking him. He was a handsome man in his mid 30's, well built, the rest was to be discovered. "I wait to see you Saturday" he announced as he passed the phone back to me. Soon after I drained my drink and left Sal with a handshake, I told him I'd pop in again during the week. At home I opened the front door to soothing music and a trail of clothing that led all the way to the bedroom...I removed mine as I walked along the trail...she lay on the bed, adorned in a white teddy, candles all around the room... "don't talk, just make love to me." We did, I came inside her as she came around me...we switched to a 69 then switched to deep passionate sex filled, cum filled face sucking... "will you suck his cum from me" she asked... she knew that she didn't need to ask, she knew already, she just wanted to hear the "yes" that readily escaped my lips just as his cum would escape hers. As we fell slowly back down we embraced and I recounted each detail of my cocktail hour. At the end of it, she propped herself on one elbow and looked into my eyes... "what shall we do for dinner?" I smiled back at her and we knew that we'd be dining Italian this night! Her only decision was the outfit, she wore an off-white linen dress, a sight for sore eyes, braless, pantiless, hi pumps. She did an amazing twisty thing with her disheveled hair that had her looking in 2 minutes as if she'd spent all afternoon at the salon. The merest hint of make-up and we were out of the door. We arrived there, greeted the other staff that recognized us as we walked towards the bar and gave our special hello to Sal. He came from his side of the bar, shook my hand again and holding her upper arms he planted a firm kiss on her cheek as her hand reached for and rested briefly on his waist. His eyes lingered briefly on hers and as they separated he glanced and smiled briefly at me before moving back into position and asking what we'd like to drink. Sal was getting busy but found time to look after us, we discussed more deeply her thoughts about being with him and she confirmed that she thought she had made a good choice. She watched him move around the bar, smiling easily and confirming a physical attraction, she slid her hand over my groin and whisperingly expressed her excited anticipation of what was to come on Saturday. Salvatore left to get ice, my hand slipped back to where it had been last night, I glanced towards the camera, smiled and leaned in to kiss her. I knew we were all looking forward to next Saturday. Watch this space! A New Meaning To Getting Lucky Ch. 2 We spent a lot of time in bed the next couple of days, Sal figured heavily in most of what we discussed there, our love making was wild and hot but still close and affection filled. On Tuesday I popped back in to the restaurant on the way home. Sal was there, we exchanged greetings, shared 20 minutes together and confirmed the arrangements for Saturday. He would come to my place at 8, I gave him the address and phone number just in case a problem came up. I arrived home at about 6, the radio was too loud and I entered unheard, she was on the sofa, one foot on the floor, one high on the sofa back, her head thrown back, a vibrator in one hand a breast in the other, a nipple being rolled between thumb and finger of that same hand. I sat down to take in the scenery, releasing my straining cock and taking matters in hand, I slowly stroked myself as she brought herself closer to orgasm. It began with her squeezing harder on her breast, soft moans started to escape her lips, as she reached her crescendo, the moans grew into more high pitched, "yessss's" and her hips lifted rapidly against whatever she was feeling or hoping for between her legs. She came down slowly, I walked over to the radio, pressed the power button, she was startled, opened her eyes and relaxed as she saw me... "that was beautiful darling"... I leaned in to kiss her, my hand fell between her legs, I cupped her sex and inserted a finger into her wetness as I kissed her, she returned my kiss and our tongues danced merrily together. I brought my finger from her sex to our lips, we tongued it together before she finally sucked it's length into her mouth, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked her taste from my digit. Reaching for my unrestrained cock, she pulled it and me closer to her mouth, she sucked in the head, swirled her wet tongue around it then slipped her pointed tongue across my wettening slit. Her hands reached around my buns and she pulled me closer and deeper, supporting myself on the back of the sofa she sucked me deeply towards the back of her wet mouth, her lips kissed against my mound as the head of my cock slipped slowly inside her throat... She made a long, slow, wet slurping withdrawal before repeating the process with increasing speed... my knees grew weaker each time the head of my cock slipped passed her tonsils, after about a dozen more strokes I was ready to burst. She wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft and left her mouth and tongue to concentrate on the head of my cock as she pumped the shaft inside her expert fist. My balls tightened like a wrinkled walnut as orgasm ripped through me and my cum started spurting into her mouth, she gulped and swallowed without a break in rhythm, until every last drop had left me. She kept her lips wrapped around me as her eyes looked towards mine, without losing our shared dreamy eyed gaze she withdrew her mouth from my softening cock and wrapped her arms around my neck, she pulled my face to hers and opened her mouth as I opened mine. We kissed heavily and she shared with me the last drops of my cum. The taste that filled her mouth now excited my tastebuds. I maneuvered to lay between her legs as we kissed. I broke the kiss slowly, nuzzled, nibbled, licked and sucked her neck, slipped towards her breasts, still sensitive from her orgasm, I flattened my tongue over her nipples, slipped down her body, planted soft kisses on her belly and moved on towards her sex...the tenderness was soon over...I ate her hard this time, sucking and drinking every drop of her delicious cum drenched pussy that I could reach, I covered my face in her sex, from my chin to matted hair line I was covered in the delicious aroma, taste and wetness of her sex. Her second orgasm was violent, she bucked her sex into my face, grabbed my hair and dragged my face into her, she ground herself on me as if she wanted my entire body to be swallowed by her sex... She gushed all over my face and with the radio off, I had no doubt that neighbors for a mile around would be witness to the screams that left her mouth as she reached her peak. I got back between her legs and this time just fucked hard, keeping her at the summit for the longest time before my second smaller load mixed with hers. We collapsed with a shared smile, temporarily spent, holding each other. I slid along side her on the sofa and thought how fabulous she looked in the afterglow of orgasmic sex. I wrapped my arms around her and her head settled against my chest. "How was your day?" she asked, we both chuckled. Later we showered, ordered food and as we nibbled away lounging on the sofa, we put together a shopping list and a things-to-do list in preparation for Saturday. We also decided on one thing not to do until Saturday, a tough decision but one we agreed would have us hornier than hell by the time Sal arrived. She spent Friday afternoon at the salon, facial, manicure, pedicure and a touch up on the Brazilian job. Saturday morning she went shopping for an outfit that I wouldn't see until the evening. My chores included the grocery store, liquor store and porno store. I readied myself in the guest bathroom and when done began on my final list of chores. I uncorked a fine bottle of Merlot just in case that was Sal's preference, loaded the CD changer with background music, cued up a video and lit every candle in the place, I took out the tripod and the digital video, took the fully charged battery of it's charger and loaded the camera with a new tape before screwing on the wide angle lens. I replaced the battery in the flash unit on the 35mm camera and loaded a 36 exposure film. She came out of the bathroom at about 7.45, looking absolutely stunning. Her make-up was slightly overdone, she looked sexy beyond belief, her hair drawn around to one shoulder, waved and bouncing on that side of her face. Her lipstick was a deep plum color. She wore a white lace thong and matching demi cup bra. Her heels made her about 5' 11". Her tanned, lithe body looked spectacular as she stopped with one hand on her hip..."how do I look?" she asked... I was speechless for a moment and stood there open mouthed soaking up her radiant beauty whilst realizing that we were actually going through with this. "You look incredible darling, Sal will split his pants when he sees you." She smiled as she announced that she wasn't quite finished and she turned back towards the bedroom calling over her shoulder for me to fix her a drink. I did and she reappeared a couple of minutes later having slipped on a very short figure hugging blue/gray dress that matched her eye color perfectly. I flicked on the CD player and we toasted each other moments before the door buzzed. Sal arrived with a huge bunch of flowers and two bottles of wine, I smiled as I enthusiastically greeted him and she followed, giving each other a big hug and a warm cheek to cheek kiss. He was dressed casually smart, in light slacks and a polo shirt. He took the glass of Merlot that I offered and we toasted each other warmly. She moved towards the sofa and I gestured to Sal to follow her, he did and I sat back in the big chair... She complimented him on his cologne and she suggested that I get some of the same stuff, she asked him how long he'd been in the US, what brought him here, what he missed about Italy, his family, conversation flowed, she enjoyed his accent, I enjoyed the way she stared into his eyes as he spoke and by the way he stared back at her it was evident that he would very much enjoy what the rest of the evening would bring. She asked if he'd like to see the rest of the place and he willingly agreed, she took his hand and led him away, a few minutes later she returned and made an announcement that broke whatever ice was left to break..."I just felt Sal's cock"... I looked at her, looked at him "is it true Sal?" I asked... "yes, it is true" he replied "and it feels very nice" she added. "Did you see it I asked?" ... "no, but I'd like to really soon" we all laughed, Sal was ready and lowered his zipper before releasing his belt and unbuttoning his slacks... "let me help you Sal" she offered...she knelt before him and lowered his pants, she slipped off his shoes and socks and then slid his pants over his ankles as he fell back into the sofa... I moved behind her, unzipped her dress and tugged it over her body as her arms lifted higher. Sal's eyes feasted on her as her palms came to his thighs. I unclipped her bra and brought my hands around to her breasts, I caressed them and rolled her nipples as she lowered her face to Sal's belly. Sal was wearing white briefs and by now his cock was straining to straighten inside them, her fingers reached the waistband and hooked inside, she lifted the elasticated fabric and the head of his cock slapped hard against his belly. Sal's cock was everything she could have hoped for, about 8", thick, clean, unblemished, uncircumcised with a swollen head and classic, perfect hood. She dropped her mouth to it as her hands stretched up to Sal's nipples, with long slow strokes she tongued from Sal's balls to the head of his cock. I reached down between her legs, I slipped a finger inside her thong and rubbed along the length of her pussy. After several strokes her lips opened and I felt her wetness. I moved further now, slipping her panties down to her knees, she had Sal very wet with her saliva. "Stand up darling" she did as I asked, I removed her bra and panties completely. "turn around, she did, I held her and kissed her "sit back on Sal, put him inside you" a moan escaped her lips as she lowered herself, she reached between her legs to find Sal's cock, she held it straight up as she lowered herself towards it. She paused and supported her weight on one hand as she slid Sal's cock head against her pussy. I stepped away and turned on the video camera, I framed the sofa. I moved to one side and undressed, all the while watching them closely, Sal's cock began to slowly disappear inside her as she lowered herself into his lap, then up again, a little lower on each stroke until he was buried to the hilt. She paused there, letting her body adjust to the feelings of this new, swelling cock. Her legs draped each side of Sals thighs. Her hand came down to her clit, she spread herself and out it popped, her head went back, her hair falling against Sal's chest and shoulder as his hands began to work her breasts. A moan escaped her lips as she began to ride him slowly whilst circling her clit with her own fingers. I approached, kneeling between Sal's thighs, my hands moved with his on her breasts, I lowered my face to her clit, she moved her hand behind my head and pulled me towards her sex (their sex). My tongue sucked and circled her clit, I slid it over the upper lengths of her pussy, her hand moved to the top of my head, she pushed me lower, I felt his wet cock brushing against my chin as I sucked her lips, the aroma of their sex filled my nostrils...she pushed me lower still, she lifted a little, his wet cock was now slipping between my lips, I turned my head sideways slightly and let my tongue run along his shaft with each upward thrust he made...my own unattended cock was hard as a rock, I glanced towards the camera and realized that every gorgeous image was being captured on film. I moved away and lifted to her face, I whispered in her ear for her to turn around, she did, in one quick easy movement she resettled herself on Sal's delicious cock, this time facing him, she leaned in and kissed him, then straightened her back as his mouth came towards her breasts. He feasted on them, bringing sweet soft moans from her lips. I positioned myself behind her, Sal slid deeper into the sofa and she flattened against him as my cock lay against her ass...I reached between her legs, two fingers briefly joined Sal's pumping causing a spasmic shock wave to run through her body...bringing my fingers back to her ass, I began to circle the wetness of her pussy on her rosebud ass. It opened a little with each thrust, it winked at me as my first finger penetrated her ass..."you want it baby?"... "yesssss" she exclaimed. Sal, remained silent except for the increasing pace of his breathing, he now brought his arms around her sides and held her hips as the head of my cock broached her ass, slowly it slipped in, I pushed a little harder each time she came down on Sal, it seemed as if she pushed down a little harder too, with each stroke I got closer to burial until finally it was all in and surrounded by her wet warmth, I could feel Sal's cock inside her, feel the convulsions begin as again her screams took over from the moans, this triggered Sal's orgasms and he moaned loudly as he emptied himself in a long series of hard upward thrusts that had her falling ever deeper along both our cocks, the chain reaction hit her and orgasmic howling "yessss fuck me, fuck me, yessss, like that, hard, fuck yesssss, ohhhh fuck yessssssssssssssss fuck my asssssyesssssyessss..." and then mine started, the slamming I gave her ass helped prolong her own peak , she fell against Sal and bit into his neck as her last screams announced the emptying of my balls into her ass. The seconds of orgasm seemed like forever, the intensity of the pleasure had never been rivaled. My cock softened slowly, as did Sal's, we disentangled ourselves, she kissed Sal, fully on the mouth, then turned to me, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me so deeply... "thank-you" she whispered, turning to Sal now... "thank-you too Sal and don't put that beautiful thing away."... "it was pleasure for me" replied Sal. She turned again to Sal "Sal, clean up in the blue bathroom, first door on the right. You," looking at me now "follow me." She led me to the bedroom, closed the door, lay flat on her back and almost commanded "eat me" I grinned and approached, I did as she asked, tentatively at first then more hungrily as I realized she was getting close to another orgasm and that I was actually enjoying sucking and licking another man's cum from her pussy. She did cum again, a smaller, softer orgasm. I slid up the bed and kissed her, a long wet kiss...we showered. I remained naked, she put on a T shirt and a black thong. Returning to the lounge, we saw Sal laying back on the sofa wearing just a smile and a towel. "I had very much pleasure, it was good idea, thanks". The rest of the evening was very relaxed with a lot of sharing and fucking, no more double penetration but the fantasy had been satisfied better and more successfully than we ever imagined possible. She asked me to blow Sal as she filmed us, I did, awkwardly at first but with great enthusiasm after realizing how good it was making him feel, he did the same to me and each time she kissed us afterwards to share and swallow both loads of cum, the camera changed hands many times. It was after 1 a.m. that she sucked me off as Sal fucked her for the last time. She shared my cum with Sal as we said our contented good byes. Without making any future plans the front door closed, we suffocated the candles, turned off the music and with our arms around each other we stumbled to bed and a deep, deep slumber.