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The Addition of Lillian Ch. 1

By: Gojenngo



I reach up and smoothed the front of your shirt over your chest. "Are you looking forward to tonight?"

You look down and smile at me. "Of course, I always enjoy a night out with you."

"Every one is meeting for drinks first?"

"Yeah, they'll be at Canlis' at eight." You tuck a loose curl back behind my ear and gently brush a kiss across my lips. I'm wearing a simple, sleeveless black dress that hugs my ample breasts before sliding off my hips to float lightly around my thighs. Even without checking, you know I'm wearing a pair of garters and stockings. It's my way of tormenting you while we're out.

I smile, understanding the look that's come into your eyes. The direction of your thoughts are written on your face as your eyes swept across my body appreciatively. Knowing that you want to put your hands on me is enough to make me wet. I feel at my most complete when you're buried deep inside of me, your body pressed hard against me, and your hips rocking me higher and higher.

You watch me shiver at my own thoughts and smile. It's nice to know that you have the same affect on me that I have on you. "Shall we?" You lead me to the car and hold the door open as I slide into the passenger seat, my dress riding high up on my thigh.

Later that night as we sit having drinks with several of our married friends you notice an older woman seated at the bar alone. She's attractive, in her late thirties or early forties with red hair. Her legs are long and shown to their best advantage by her short skirt and high heels. While accenting her slim figure the outfit was still conservative. You notice that her eyes keep sliding to where I sit sipping a glass of white wine, talking with friends.

You slide off the bar stool, kissing me on the back of the neck as you pass by and make your way to the bar. "Two more." You indicate to the bartender before turning to the redhead seated next to you. "She's beautiful, isn't she?"

"Excuse me?" She drops her eyes to her drink and blushes, telling you that she knows exactly what you're referring to.

"My girlfriend, she's beautiful?"

"Yes, she is." She lifts her eyes and smiles shyly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare."

"No problem; I like knowing that other men and women find her attractive. Would you like to meet her?"

She looks surprised. "What do you mean?"

"Just that, why don't you join us?"

"Why would you what me to do that?"

You stop to think about it and wonder what the night might have in store for us. "I think she would enjoy meeting you."

"It wouldn't bother you?"

You smile. "No, in the end I'm the one she goes home with."

She looks uncertain, intrigued but uncertain.

"Come on. I'll buy you a drink on the condition you join us." You offer her your hand. "By the way, my name's James."

The bartender brings you our drinks and you turn, indicating our table. 

Alright," she stands and takes your hand. "My name's Lillian."

I watch as the two of you approach and look at you questioningly. You introduce everyone and make sure that Lillian takes a seat on the other side of me. As it turned out Lillian is recently divorced and new to the area. Her job brought her here and she was out trying to find some kind of social life. She didn't normally go to bars but she couldn't stand that thought of staying home alone on a Saturday evening. She seemed to blend well with our group and after sharing a couple of drinks agrees to join us for dinner.

After eating the group moves to the edge of the dance floor. You enjoy taking me onto the dance floor, looking over me shoulder as Lillian watches the two of us. At one point you pull Lillian onto the dance floor with the two of us and once she's relaxed leave her and I to dance alone while you watch from the table. 

The two of us are similar in coloring but where Lillian is tall and slender I am shorter with a voluptuous figure. Together we make a stunning picture and you find yourself getting aroused. 

You know that I enjoy women almost as much as I enjoy you but you've never pushed for me to engage in any sort of threesome. You like being with me and in the end you aren't one to share. For my part I am more than content to spend my passion upon your body. You know me to be an enthusiastic lover and the two of us find hours of enjoyment with each other. But tonight you're inclined towards something different.

I knew you were up to something. You'd been watching me for hours and often times included Lillian in our conversation. You also made sure that Lillian and I were seated together and on more than one occasion left the two of us to dance alone. I'm not the least bit surprised when you offer to drive Lillian home so that she wouldn't have to take a cab.

Lillian had enjoyed her evening and the company of both James and Liz. It was obvious that the couple adored each other as was evidenced by the hundred little ways they touched. It was something noticeably missing from her own marriage and one of the reasons she and her husband had separated. Now, she found herself wishing to be a part of something so special, or at least bear witness to it.

You seem to know the exact direction of her thoughts. Instead of driving Lillian home you take her to your place. After helping both of us out of the car you open the front door and show us into the living room. I slip out of my shoes before sinking down on to the couch, tucking my feet beneath me.

You indicate that Lillian take a chair opposite of me while you go and get each of us a glass of wine. Both of us are relaxed, talking comfortably when you returned and sit beside me on the couch. You brush my hair off my shoulders and run your fingers along me neck. I shiver and smile at you before settling back against the couch.

Your hand slides down from me neck, along me collarbone, and into the tender place between me breasts. You can see me nipples harden through me dress and moved to trace the one closets to you with your fingertips. I shift against the couch and arched me back, pressing me breast into your hand. I take a deep breath and let it out on a long sigh. 

Lillian sat mesmerized as James continued to stroke and caress Liz. They seemed to slowly enter their own world where no one else existed. She felt her own nipples harden as if James were stroking her instead of Liz. Her breath caught when he took one of Liz's nipples in between his fingers and rolled it gently.

You can hear Lillian from across the room and smile as you lower your head. You brush your against the tender skin of my neck, inhaling my light scent before pressing your lips against the pulse that beats beneath my jaw. 

Your hand, which had been teasing my nipple unmercifully, moves to caress the flat of my stomach before sliding down my thigh. Your fingers move under the hem of me dress and back up the inside of my thigh. You can feel me tremble as your fingers brush above the top of my stockings and reach bare skin. The skin there is softer than the most expensive silk and you know that I will taste even better.

As Lillian watched Liz uncurled her legs and spread her thighs allowing James access to the very center of her being. Lillian could see the moisture already collecting along Liz's pussy. Her own pussy was wet and she could feel her clit throbbing against her panties. She longed to rub herself with her fingers and before she'd completed the thought her fingers were already sliding up her thigh, pushing her skirt up as she went.

You move me until I'm lying back on the couch. You're seated between me spread thighs, my pussy open before you. As you sit staring down at me, I arch my back and lift me hips in invitation. You draw the moment out, teasing me with your fingertips along my thigh but never touching me where I want it most.

"Please." I keep my passion-dazed eyes on you and reach out to try and pull you close.

"Please what?" You drag the tip of your finger around my swollen clit.

"Touch me." My hands are on my breasts, squeezing them gently.

"I am."

"More." I lift me hips, trying to push my clit against your fingers.

"You'll have to be more specific than that."

"Taste me. Please, I want to feel your mouth on me."

You smile and lower your head. Your breath brushes lightly against my fevered skin eliciting a moan of pure desire. My pleasure almost sends you over the edge; your own desire is pressed hard against your pants. You want nothing more than to sink yourself into my warmth but you hold back. You've made definite plans for this evening and you will not allow yourself to be swayed.

My scent reaches out to you as you lower your head to kiss the inside of my thighs, first one and then the other. You run your thumbs up either side of my pussy lips and gently pull them open, bearing my swollen flesh. You reach out with your tongue and start lapping at my juices. I lift my hips and you're rewarded with a moan of pure pleasure. My hand is tangled in your hair and I hold you close. I'm wet and whimpering for you, seeming to have forgotten that we have company.

But you haven't. You look over and are pleased to see that Lillian is stroking herself, one hand on her breast and the other under her skirt. You turn back and circle my clit with your tongue. The simple touch begins to undue me; you feel my thighs start to tense and you know that my orgasm is close. You move your tongue over my clit faster and apply a little more pressure while at the same time releasing your swollen cock from your pants. 

"Oh, God! James! Please, I need to feel you inside of me." As you start sucking on my clit I pull on your hair, trying to bring you up and over my body. 

"Come for me." You know the instant when the coil inside of me has wound itself tight and at that very moment rise and thrust your cock into my wet, hot, clenching pussy. You look over to see Lillian with her legs spread and resting on the arms of the chair while she rubs her clit furiously. You wait until she catches you looking at her, letting her know that you know she enjoys watching us, before turning back to watch me climax. 

You continue to thrust your cock deep inside of me, angling your body so as to simultaneously stimulate my clit. With my hands in your hair I pull you down and kiss you passionately, tasting myself on your tongue. Your hands are on my hips pulling me harder against you, allowing you to move deeper with each thrust of your hips. My hands move from your hair to stroke down your back and grasp your buttocks. I pull you closer, my orgasm about to shatter, and slide my finger between your cheeks, touching that most intimate place. The slightest amount of pressure and your own orgasm begins to ripe through you. At the moment of our orgasms, you release my lips and turn your head to watch as at that exact moment Lillian makes herself come.

Harder. Deeper. You thrust once, twice more and cum deep inside of me, your orgasm bursting up against my G-Spot. You feel me shudder and the walls of my pussy clench around your cock, wringing the last of your orgasm from your body. With one final thrust you empty into me just before you collapse. The air is heavy with the scent of sex and the only sound in the room is our combined breathing.

Some time later, Lillian comes over to where we lay entwined in each other's arms on the couch and kisses each of us tenderly. "Thank you," is all she says. She's already called herself a cab and sees herself out before either one of us gathers the strength to move. Who knows, maybe we will encounter her again some time? 

To Be Continued...

The Addition of Lillian Ch. 2



It was several days later when I came home to find a surprise waiting for me. Late in the afternoon, the living room was filled with sunlight. The furniture had been moved around and in the center of the room sat a single chair. Conversation between the room's two occupants ceased upon my entrance and a tense silence filled the air.

You rose slowly and strolled across the room, reaching out to take my hands. "Hello, dear. How was you day?"

I look from you to the woman seated in the center of the room and back again, obviously confused and slightly curious. "Busy. I didn't know we were expecting company."

You give me that wonderfully mischievous smile of yours and say; "That's because we weren't, but I was. You remember Lillian?"

I smile at her. "How could I forget?"

Dressed in a pair of black slacks and a white blouse, Lillian looks cool and comfortable. She looks from me to you and smiles. "It's good to see you again."

"Come," you say and lead me towards the couch. We sit down and conversation once again resumes, you and Lillian talking about various sports, current events and the weather. As I sit there I find myself feeling as if I were in some sort of play only I don't know my lines. I know that something is expected of me and I wait, hoping that I won't miss my cue.

Your arm is resting on the back of the couch and absently you run your fingers through my hair. The simple touch sends shivers down my back and I lean into your touch. I close my eyes, listening to the sound of your voice and letting the tension of the day ease from my shoulders. As the evening progresses its obvious that there is no rush for whatever awaits and I learned long ago that you always have a reason for everything you do. 

You watch, see me start to relax pull me to my feet. Gently, you cup my face in your hands and kiss me. As your lips caress mine, our tongues meeting in silent communication, your hands move to tangle in my hair. You pull my head back, baring my neck to your lips and teeth. My hands, which had been resting lightly on your waist, suddenly tighten and pull you close allowing me to rub myself up and down the length of your cock.

So enchanted am I with your kiss that I fail to realize that my blouse and skirt have already made their way to the floor. It isn't until you release the clasp on my bra, freeing my breasts into your hands that I realize my near naked state. It is only when I am left standing in my stockings and garters that you release me. Your hands move down my body, unsnap my stockings and roll them off my legs. Finally I am completely naked, shivering although the room is quite warm.

You smile down at me and step back, still fully clothed. "I want you to undress her, slowly."

My eyes, which had been staring fixedly at you, shift to where Lillian sits watching us. She's beautiful and the idea of touching her, of getting close to her skin and her scent while you watch floods me with desire. 

You're not at all surprised when I step past you and walk towards her chair. You remember the passion and the pleasure we shared while making love while she watched and you know how much I enjoy women. While you would never make love to another woman you would enjoy making love to me while I make love to another woman.

Lillian stands slowly as I approach. I can see her breasts rise and fall with her breath, her lips are slightly parted and her eyes are already bright with desire. As I come to stand before her I reach out and slide my hands under her blouse and slide it up her torso and over her head. The fast caress of silk against her skin causes her to catch her breath. I bring my hands back down, resting them lightly on her shoulders and then trace the length of her arms. Her skin is soft and smooth and warm to the touch. There is already a faint blush coloring her skin but it only adds to her beauty.

When I reach her hands our fingers entwine briefly and I pull her closer, but still our bodies do not completely touch. From there I release her hands and run my thumbs up and over her ribs and then back down her belly. Her eyes on me the entire time I undue her pants and start pushing them off her hips, kneeling before her as I follow them to the floor.

You watch from the couch as I help her out of her pants, my hands caressing the length of her legs. From where you sit you can see the smooth skin of my back and the tender round cheeks of my ass. Your cock is hard, tempt you to slide into me from behind, but you force yourself to stay where you are knowing that it will be all that much better for the wait.

Lillian stands in the center of our living room clad only in a white bra and matching thong. I can see the moisture dampening the small piece of silk protecting her from prying eyes. Reverently, I reach out and rub my thumb up the front of her pussy, feeling the wetness through the thin barrier. She moans and her head falls back when I inadvertently touch the top of her clit.

Both my hands come to rest on either side of her hips; I slip my fingers into the waistband of her thong and slowly slip it down past her hips, across her thighs, and off her body. My face is so close to her pussy that all I have to do is lean forward and reach out with my tongue.

"Wait." You tell me, knowing the direction of my thoughts. You can see the sexual tension humming through my body. You know what it's like to see my desire rise and watch it peak and you plan to be a part of this but for now you are content to watch.

Her scent is intoxicating; I breathe deep and press my face against the inside of her thigh before standing back up in front of her. My hands move up her body, around her waist and up her back to the clasp holding her bra together. With fingers made dexterous from years of fastening my own bra I quickly release the soft, silky material and free her breasts.

Just as I'm about to cup both breasts I sense your presence behind me. "Let her sit down."

After Lillian sits back down in the chair you guide me to stand in front of her and slowly push me to my knees. It is then that I realize that you are already naked; your skin radiates heat in waves that break against my back. For a moment I lean back into you and sigh with absolute contentment. There is no place I'd rather be than in your arms.

With you kneeling behind me, you take my hands and guide them to the soft skin just above Lillian's knees. Without removing your hands from on top of mine you whisper instructions to me. "Slowly, spread her legs."

I do so, your hands on top of mine the entire time, catching my breath at the sight of her pussy wet and vulnerable.

"Slide your hands up her thighs, but don't touch her pussy."

Again, I do as you say and together we lean forward until my abdomen is pressed up against the edge of the chair with you at my back. Using your own hands your wrap my fingers around her hips and help to pull her towards us. Her ass is now at the edge of the chair and her legs are spread wide to accommodate the both of us between them.

"Lift her legs onto the arms of the chair." This time you slide your hands from on top of mine and up my arms as I comply with your wishes. I can feel your hard cock throbbing against the small of my back and without realizing it I push back, rubbing you with my ass. You groan and your grip on my arms tightens.

Lillian is now complete open to us. Her head is back and her eyes are partly closed though I can see that she still watches and her hands grip the arms of the chair just above her thighs. Her pussy is pink, flushed with desire and glistening with wetness. Her clit is swollen and throbbing begging to be touched.

Your hands move back to cover mine and you guide me from the top of her knees to the inside of her thighs, stopping me just before we reach the center of her heat. You can feel my breath coming quicker and the familiar scent of my arousal lingers in the air. You know that if you were to slip your hand under my ass and between my thighs you'd find me wet and swollen. 

Lillian is shaking, her hips moving rhythmically, trying to urge us closer. Knowing what she wants, you move our hands forward and press our thumbs up against the swollen lips of her pussy. She moans and her eyes close completely. You guide us up along her lips and around her clit before moving back to the base of her pussy. The journey repeats itself until she whimpers for release. Only then do you guide our fingers, one of yours and one of mine, deep into her pussy.

With your other hand you guide your swollen cock between my thighs. Instantly, the head of your dick is soaked with my juices yet you haven't even entered me yet. The heat and the throbbing sensation of my empty pussy beckons you yet you wait, wanting the moment you enter me to be perfect. While we finger fuck her you lean forward and say, "Taste her."

I don't hesitate to move my mouth forward, starting at the base of her pussy licking up one side and then the other before circling her clit with my tongue.

"Now, kiss me." I lean back and slip my tongue between you lips. You can taste her on my lips and in my mouth as you lick her juices from my tongue. Breaking the kiss, you tell me, "She taste good, but you taste better." With a wicked smile and a kiss to the back of my neck that turns into a nip you tell me, "Now, finish what you started."

Once again I lower my head only this time as I reach out and flick her clit with my tongue I feel you slide into me. You move slow, filling me completely, stopping only when you're totally buried within me. You move back, bringing me with you so that I'm forced to arch my back, allowing you to go deeper when you thrust yourself forward once again.

I moan, my mouth pressed firmly against Lillian's pussy bringing her added pleasure. She thrusts her hips forward as I slowly start to suck her clit into my mouth. I alternate between suckling her clit and lapping at it with my tongue, giving her pleasure but never allowing her to reach her peak.

With one hand on my hip you hold me, as you slide yourself in and out of my pussy. With your other hand you reach around and grasp on of my nipples, rolling it between your thumb and forefinger. Now, with each forward thrust of your hip I move back to meet you.

Lillian is moaning and withering beneath me but it isn't until I slide my fingers deep into her pussy that she starts to embark on her orgasm. Her hips rock rhythmically against my face keeping time with my fingers as they move in and out of her pussy. As my fingers begin to move faster I start sucking her clit harder; her thighs begin to tighten and she arches her body up off the chair. "Oh, God! I'm going to cum. Don't stop. Please, don't stop."

I don't and in fact I increase the thrusts of my fingers until I start to feel the walls of her pussy start to contract around them. Her body goes absolutely still and rigid as she explodes against my mouth. A fresh wave of warm juice floods my mouth and I continue to lick, lapping it up with my tongue, careful not to apply too much pressure to her now ultra sensitive clit.

As her orgasm starts to abate you release my nipple, moving your hand down the front of my body, settling it between my thighs. Once there, your fingers begin to work their magic against my clit. You lengthen the strokes of your cock until each thrust pushes you deep within my pussy. I can feel you growing harder inside of me as your orgasm draws close; at the same time my pussy starts to tighten and contract around you and you cum, shooting it deep within me. My head resting on Lillian's thigh, I moan and arch my back while reaching around to grab onto your thigh wanting to hold you still deep inside of me so that I can feel you fill me with your cum.

Sometime later we collapse onto the floor, pulling Lillian down beside us. With you curled up behind me, and Lillian in front of me I fall into a light sleep.



The Addition of Lillian Ch. 3



A few weeks later Liz decided it was time to turn the tables on James. She phoned Lillian from her office and asked her to meet her at Smitty's, a local bar that was popular with the professional crowd. Having dressed for the office, her business suit would allow her to blend in without drawing any notice. Half way there Liz realized for the first time that there was much she didn't know about Lillian. For instance, Liz had no idea what Lillian did for a living. She dressed well and seemed comfortable with James and their other friends, all of who were well educated and professional.

Liz paused just inside the door letting her eyes adjust to the dimly lit bar. It was after lunch but there were still a couple hours before most people took off from work leaving the bar fairly deserted. Looking around, Liz spotted Lillian on the other side of the room. Stopping long enough to grab a glass of white wine, Liz made her way towards Lillian and slipped into the booth.

"Thanks for meeting me." Liz gave Lillian her best smile. She could tell that the older woman was feeling a little uncomfortable and Liz tried to put her at ease.

"Sure, is there something I can do for you?"

"I hope so." Liz's smile went from comforting to mischievous. "I think it's time we turned the tables on James, so to speak."

"I don't think I understand." Lillian looked confused. While she'd enjoyed her previous two encounters with James and Liz she hadn't expected to hear from either of them again. It was obvious that the young couple was very fond of each other and their relationship seemed strong so Lillian couldn't understand what they would want with a 40ish divorcee.

"You will once I explain what I have in mind. First, why don't we order another glass of wine? I think we're going to need it." Liz motioned to the bartender and started explaining. Three hours and two bottles of wine later Lillian understood everything and was more than willing to help Liz with James.

"So, I'll bring James to your house at eight." Liz gave Lillian a fierce hug and a quick kiss on the cheek as the two parted company outside Smitty's. 

Lillian nodded in agreement before turning to where her car was parked. As she slipped behind the wheel she couldn't help but smile. She never would have imagined the turn her life would take when she'd decided to move here. Still bitter over her husband dumping her for a younger woman Lillian had packed up and headed west. Her husband had accused her of being frigid, if only Rob could see her now. Lillian decided that she hadn't been the problem; Rob just wasn't the kind of man that inspired sexual exploration. Having met James and Liz, Lillian now understood what had been missing from her marriage. 

Lillian felt honored to be a part of something as caring and giving as Liz's relationship with James. While some might think it unhealthy for a couple to include a third person in the physical aspects of their relationship Lillian understood that it was their way of making sure that both of them were fulfilled. James understood that Liz enjoyed women as well as men and he was secure enough in her feelings for him to support her and even encourage her to explore that side of her sexuality. In turn, Liz was willing to explore some of James' fantasies and include him in her couplings with other women.

Liz went back to her office and spent the rest of the afternoon seeing to her clients. She made sure to call James at work to tell him to be prepared to go out tonight. He was curious about their destination but seemed somewhat satisfied when she told him it was a surprise.

When James arrived home Liz was waiting for him in the living room, a gin and tonic in hand. He could tell from the smile on her face that she was up to something but no amount of coaxing could persuade her to tell him what was going on. With a sigh of exaggerated resignation he slid into the passenger seat of her SUV.

Liz whipped out of their driveway and into traffic just as James rested his hand on her thigh. She was wearing a simple black skirt that stopped several inches above her knees. Feeling the need for a little revenge, James slid his hand under the hem of her skirt and up the inside of her thigh. Liz, use to his more affectionate nature didn't bat an eyelash. Undeterred, James slid his hand up further until he encountered the bare skin of her thigh, which was situated above her silk stockings. Gently, he pinched the tender skin and smiled at her quick intake of breath. Still not satisfied, James' hand continued along its journey until he reached the small, slip of silk of her panties. There was barely enough material to justify wearing anything at all but Liz knew how much he enjoyed her skimpy underwear. James smiled when his thumb brushed against the front of her, which was already wet. Having explored this part of her body thoroughly, James had no trouble locating the small, pulsating bud of her clit. Pressing gently but firmly James stroked her until she was breathing rapidly.

Aware of the car slowing, James leaned over and brushed his lips across her ear. "Don't stop driving."

Liz nodded, her hands gripping the steering wheel tighter as she parted her thighs slightly, allowing James easier access to her pussy.

Pushing her panties to one side, James continued stroking her clit with his thumb while slowly inserting his middle finger deep into her pussy. His hand firmly embedded inside of her, James began to rock his hand back and forth all the while watching Liz as she approached her orgasm. Knowing her body as well as he did James could bring her to release quickly. Usually he liked to draw things out, lifting her higher and higher until her body threatened to shatter with release but because he was unaware of their destination or how much time he had James brought Liz to her peak with a few expert touches. That's not to say that it was any less powerful, her orgasm caused Liz to shudder and her hips to buck against his hand.

His eyes on her face the entire time, James slowly withdrew his fingers and licked them clean of her juices before kissing her lightly on her neck. "Did you enjoy that?"

Liz threw him a smile. "You know I did. But I still won't tell you where we are going."

James just laughed and leaned back in his seat, content to let her drive. 

Twenty minutes later they pulled up in front of a large, two-story home built with gray stone looking like it had been shipped over directly from England.

"Who lives here?" James undid his seatbelt and stepped from the car.

Liz just smiled and taking his hand led him to the front door. They didn't have long to wait after ringing the doorbell before the door swung inward. James was surprised to see Lillian standing there. "Lillian?"

"Hello James, Liz, won't you come in?" Stepping back from the door, Lillian motioned them forward and led them into an elegantly furnished sitting room. "Can I get either of you something to drink?"

"Thank you." Liz couldn't help but smile at James' bemused look.

"If I recall, for James it's a gin and tonic while Liz, you like white wine?"

They each took an offered glass and settled back against the couch. James had his hand resting lightly upon her shoulder while Liz let her fingers trail along his inner thigh. He was already hard from their time in the car and the attention to the sensitive skin of his leg wasn't helping any. James wasn't quite sure what to make of this but it was obvious that Liz had something to do with their being there so he decided to let her take the lead.

The three of them talked quietly and James was reminded of their first night together. Wondering if the two of them were hoping for a repeat James let his hand slide down and began to caress Liz's breast. Instantly, she responded to his touch, her nipple growing hard against the lacy material of her bra. 

Liz let James caress her all the while watching Lillian, her eyes going bright with desire. It didn't take much; just having James near was enough to get her juices flowing. He was everything masculine with a broad chest and masculine shoulders. Solid thighs accentuated his long legs and he had an ass that she loved to sink her nails into while he thrust himself deep inside of her. 

Lillian watched James with Liz for several minutes before she remembered why they were here. Standing, she walked towards the couch, stopping once she stood between Liz's knees. Reaching down she grabbed Liz by the hand and pulled her to her feet.

Liz rose willingly and allowed herself to be led from the couch to the center of the room. Their hands entwined, Lillian lowered her head and captured Liz's lips in a kiss. It was sweet and gently; Lillian licked Liz's lower lip with her tongue tasting her until she parted her lips allowing Lillian to slip her tongue into her mouth.

Liz reached out and touched Lillian's tongue with her own before sucking on it gently. Releasing Lillian's fingers, Liz slid her hands around her waist, pulling her close until their breasts were pressed together. Feeling Lillian's nipples harden against her chest, Liz slid her hands up along her ribs until she could cup them gently in her palms. 

Lillian's breath caught as she felt Liz brush her nipples with her thumbs. Her breasts grew fuller as her desire continued to grow. Wanting to taste more of her, Lillian broke their kiss and moved her lips along Liz's jaw. From there, she caressed the pulse that beat within her neck. 

Liz let her head fall back and found herself resting against James' shoulder. So intent on the older woman standing before her, Liz hadn't heard him move off the couch. 

James slid his hands down Liz's back and up under her blouse. He could feel goose bumps form on her skin as his fingers caressed the skin around her waist to the front of her stomach. From there his hands traveled over her ribs to the underside of her breasts. The skin there was soft and he knew just how it would feel against his lips and tongue as well as how it would taste. As his hands continued to caress her breasts James lowered his head and gently bit the tender skin of her neck.

Liz arched her back while the feeling of James biting one side of her neck combined with Lillian biting the other caused her body to shudder. Although she was tempted to allow the sensation to overwhelm her, Liz knew that it was time to change the direction of things. Slowly slipping out from between James and Lillian, Liz moved to stand behind him.

Lillian stepped forward and placed her hands lightly on James' chest while Liz caressed his back, running her fingernails down either side of his spine. James felt conflicting sensations of heat from Lillian's touch against his chest and chills from Liz's touch against his back. Shuddering slightly, James stood still as Lillian unbuttoned his shirt and Liz slid it off his shoulders.

Lillian pressed her hands against the flat of James' stomach, feeling the light dusting of hair tickling her palms. His muscles twitched and tensed as Liz's hands, joining Lillian's, came around his waist and moved up his chest, lightly pinching his nipples causing them to harden. Lillian's hands slid lower and reaching for his belt she slowly slid the leather strap free. For a moment the only sound in the room was that of leather sliding across leather and the light tinkling of metal as James' belt fell to the floor.

James held his breath as Lillian released him from his slacks and Liz pushed them off his hips. The two women together filled his senses; Liz's familiar scent lingered behind him while Lillian's light, flowery perfume drift up from where she now knelt before him. His muscles tensing, James' breath came out in a long sigh as Lillian's hands began to slowly slide up his legs. As her fingers brushed the sensitive skin of his thigh he felt Liz's hands move from his small, male nipples down along the flat plane of his stomach. Her breath was warm against his back as she reached out and took hold of him at the base of his shaft. His cock was already hard and throbbing with the need for release when Lillian lowered her head and took him in her mouth.

Suddenly surrounded by warm wetness, James feared loosing control then a there. He could feel his balls starting to tighten up against his body as Lillian's lips slid down the length of him, burying him completely in her mouth. With one hand still gripping his shaft, Liz slid her other hands down his back and between the cheeks of his ass. Fully aware of where this was leading, James tensed in response to the gentle probing at his most intimate opening. Slowly, Liz slid one finger inside of him stretching him slightly but not causing any pain. The sensation of being penetrated sent him over the edge and he came in great shudders, releasing himself deep inside Lillian's mouth.

Lillian felt James explode against the back of her throat, which worked furiously to accommodate all of him. There was a tremendous amount of cum, seven large thrusts and he was still seeping into her mouth. His taste was slightly salty but not at all unpleasant and Lillian felt herself growing wet as she licked the last of his cum of his cock.

Liz waited until the last of James' orgasm washed through his body before slowly sliding her finger from his body. This was the first time she'd seen another woman give him a blow job and she had to admit that it was extremely arousing. Feeling her own breasts heavy with desire and the tale tell wetness between her thighs she was unwilling to let things end here.

James felt Liz pushing on his shoulders and immediately lowered himself to the floor. The thick carpet provided and ample padding and the fire was warm against his heated skin. Stretched out with Liz at his head and Lillian between his thighs James longed to touch and taste both women. When Liz leaned over and grasped Lillian by the hand, her breasts hovered before his face. Not one to pass up a golden opportunity, James sucked one, large distended nipple into his mouth, biting gently.

Liz stilled and held herself still while James went to work on her nipples. The fierce sucking and gently biting sent waves of pleasure to her pussy making her long to fill herself with him. At that moment she didn't care if he fucked her with his face, finger, or cock just so long as he filled her.

Sensing her need for fulfillment, James reached over his head and slid his hand between her thighs. She was dripping with desire, her thighs slick with her own juices. His finger slid in easily and was quickly joined by a second. Still sucking on her nipples, James began to work his fingers in and out of her pussy bring her close to orgasm. A stifled moan caused him to open his eyes revealing Liz and Lillian kissing furiously, while Liz hand her fingers buried deep within Lillian's pussy. James wanted to taste both women as he made them cum but he wasn't sure where to start. In the end, Liz made the decision for him.

Liz broke free from Lillian and after moving off of James' hand pulled her up the length of his body until her pussy was directly over his mouth. "Taste her."

James immediately raised his head and started stroking Lillian's outer lips with his tongue. Lillian moaned and pressed down against his mouth. James responded by sliding his tongue between her lips and entering her wet pussy. Her taste, while different from Liz's, was still intoxicating. James lapped furiously with his tongue, fucking Lillian until he felt the walls of her pussy start to contract around him. Easing back, he slid his tongue from her pussy and circled her clit. Lillian cried out and nearly bucked herself off of him. Grabbing her hips he held her down against his face and started sucking on her clit.

His cock once again hard and throbbing, James was relieved when he felt a familiar warmth surround him. Straddling his hips just behind Lillian, Liz lowered herself onto his cock. Her hands went around Lillian and cupped her breasts as she began to ride him. James opened his eyes and looked up to see Lillian leaning back against Liz kissing her with wild abandon. Together the two women were stunning, he watched Liz and concentrating on the feel of her surrounding him. He knew that her orgasm had started to approach when she stopped sliding up and down the length of his cock and began rocking back and forth instead making sure to brush her g-spot with the head of his cock. James started working Lillian's clit and slid one finger inside of her. As he sucked her deep into his mouth he felt her start to contract around his finger. At the same time Liz ground herself against his hips and he felt both his face and cock flooded with cum as the two women orgasmed together.

Easing up the pressure on Lillian's clit but not stopping altogether, James thrust up with his hips driving Liz's orgasm for another several seconds. The two women were both pushing down on him as they moaned out their release. A few minutes later both women collapsed next to him, one on either side. The scent of sex permeated the air as the threesome fell asleep before the fire. As his eyes slid closed, James couldn't help but wonder what their next meeting would be like.



The Addition of Lillian Ch. 4



Legal disclaimer: This story contains illicit description of sex. Do not read if it is illegal for you to do so, i.e., you are under the age of 18 or are in a location that prohibits viewing pornography.

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Over the next three weeks Lillian was invited to dine with James and Liz on several occasions. She also had them over to her house for dinner and the small group enjoyed several nights out on the town. During this time there was no interludes like that last night when both Liz and Lillian had turned the tables on James. 

Although they kept a portion of their relationship private, James and Liz were happy to include Lillian in their lives. Lillian in turn enjoyed the company of two young, intelligent, and successful people and after one particularly pleasant evening out she decided that she wanted to do something for them.

The time seemed right when she received word that a colleague would be in town for a few days and called to see if she was up for dinner. Lon was in his mid thirties, a few years younger than Lillian and close to James and Liz's age. He was well built, a runner by nature that lent himself to a lean physical appearance. He had light brown hair that was kept short and hazel eyes that sparkled with life. 

Lon and Lillian had worked at the same company for a few years prior to her divorce. He'd been a good friend when she separated from her husband and often asked her to join him for a drink. When her divorce had been final he'd taken her out to celebrate and they'd ended up in bed together. From there the relationship developed into something enjoyable for both of them but it quickly became apparent that while their sex life was explosive their feelings for each other would never go beyond friendship. 

When Lillian decided to move out west Lon had wished her luck and promised to come for a visit. Lillian knew that Lon would enjoy meeting both James and Liz but before she could put the question to him she needed to talk to James. The past few months had allowed her to come to know both James and Liz relatively well. In that time she'd learned that both had their share of fantasies and that they enjoyed experimenting. After the gift they'd given her in asking her to join them Lillian wanted to do something for them.

James, surprised by Lillian's phone call, sat back and smiled as she explained the reason behind this particular call. He agreed to meet with Lon to see if he felt comfortable with the other man. If that first meeting went well then they could make arrangements for Liz. 

James reached out and shook hands with the tall handsome man before sliding into the booth beside Lillian. He brushed an affectionate kiss across her lips and ordered his usually gin and tonic. Lon seemed relaxed and the three easily fell into a comfortable conversation. After the usual discussion regarding how Lon and Lillian had met James broached the possibility of an evening together. He already felt comfortable of the idea of Lon joining them and was relatively sure that Liz would find the man attractive and the experience arousing. When the three left the restaurant they'd agreed to meet for dinner and drinks the following evening and then retire to Lillian's home.

Later that night as James slid inside Liz he thought about their up coming adventure, one that she was completely unaware of, and smiled. Liz had easily agreed to have dinner with Lillian and her friend and seemed more interested in wrapping her legs around him than in tomorrow night. She'd spent the day in court, which always left her with an abundance of energy and she took great pleasure expending it on his body. Never one to complain, James let her have her way with him. He took it as his duty to be supportive in any way he could.

The next evening Liz smiled as she walked from the steamy bathroom and into their bedroom. Spread out on the duvet cover was the clothes James had chosen for her. It wasn't unusual for him to pick her clothes. Often times he insisted she wear a particular pair of panties so that he could think of her in them while he was at work. It gave her a thrill to know that he had hand selected her clothing and would be constantly turned on throughout the day at just the thought of what she was wearing. On those occasions James was unable to pick out her clothes, either because she rose before he did or he was out of town on a business trip, she always made sure to email him a message describing her attire.

James sat in the chair across the room and watched as Liz slid delicate silk stockings up her legs, securing them against her thighs with a pair of matching black garter belts. Before she could slide into her skirt and clad only in her bra, panties and garters, James felt a sudden surge of desire and had to force himself to remain seated and enjoy the show.

Liz recognized the signs and slowly slid her skirt up and over her hips. After tucking in her blouse she walked over to stand before him. Turning her back to him she asked; "Would you mind zipping me up."

James groaned with sincere distress but obliged her by pulling up the small black zipper on the back of her skirt. It was one of his favorites; stopping several inches above her knees the skirt was made out of a combination of fabric that allowed the material to stretch, covering her figure and accentuating the generous curves of her voluptuous figure. Liz was not model thin but instead had ample breasts, a narrow waist, and hips that flared above a great pair of thighs. James enjoyed her body immensely; she felt soft and feminine in his hands and he would never understand what other men saw in women that looked like they'd come from a third world country's refugee camp. A man wanted to make love to a woman not a bag of bones.

As she went to step away from him, James grabbed Liz by the hips and pulled her back against him. Lowering his head he nipped lightly at her buttocks before releasing her. Liz laughed lightly and turned to run her fingers through his hair. The light scrapping of her nails moving across his scalp sent shivers coursing through his body.

James drove them to a small Italian restaurant that specialized in private, intimate dining. He wanted to ensure that Liz had a chance to get to know Lon and become comfortable with the other man. Lillian and Lon were waiting for them in the bar. Lon stood and after introductions were made suggested that they take their drinks to their table and order dinner. His warm, open personality instantly caught Liz's attention and she went willingly when he wrapped her arm in his and led her from the bar. Lillian asked that another bottle of wine be sent to their table along with James' gin and tonic. She had come to be comfortable with either James or Liz or both and it seemed that Lon would fit in nicely.

Liz laughed and smiled throughout dinner. Lon was a wonderful dinner companion and regaled them all with tales of his traveling woos. It seemed that he was destined to travel on every late flight available, loose his luggage, and end up with the most disgruntle clients imaginable. She wasn't sure if it was the wine or the company that left her feeling light headed. James seemed equal comfortable with Lon and no one seemed to want the night to end.

Everyone readily agreed that they should meet back at Lillian's house where they could continue talking and getting to know one another in a more comfortable and private atmosphere. James smiled knowingly over Liz's head at Lillian as he helped his girlfriend into her coat. Even in the warmer months the evenings could be chilly in the Northwest and Liz's skimpy attire required extra protection from the elements.

"Hmmm…that was nice." Liz settled back against the leather of her Jag as James steered the car expertly through traffic. "Lon seems like a nice guy. I'm glad that Lillian has some other friends that she can turn to."

James reached over and slid the palm of his hand up her thigh. "Yeah, he's pretty cool. I think that there is or was more to his relationship with Lillian than simple friendship."

"Perhaps, but it doesn't sound like it was anything permanent. He still lives back east and travels extensively." Liz had caught an undercurrent of sexual tension running through the room all night and she was sure that most of it was coming from Lon and Lillian. Liz was constantly conscious of James and the way his presence made her feel and what she felt tonight was something all together different. 

James pulled into the driveway and parked behind Lillian's SUV. He went around and opened Liz's door and helped her from the car. Her skirt rode up high on her thighs giving him a quick peak of pale thighs above black stockings. The view combined with the knowledge of what was to come caused his cock to harden instantly. Luckily he'd chosen to wear a pair of loose fitting slacks that helped to minimize his arousal. While anyone looking close enough would know that he was currently in an uncomfortable state, if they were examining his crotch that close they deserved to see the truth.

Holding hands they walked to the front door and knocked. Their call was answered almost instantly by Lon who looked well and truly at home with a glass of wine in his hand. He smiled and beckoned them into the familiar sitting room. A fire burned bright and in the few minutes she'd been home Lillian had managed to arrange a tray of brie and crackers to go with the wine. 

Minutes later Liz and James were seated comfortably upon the couch while Lillian and Lon sat in chairs across the coffee table from them. Liz settled back against James' side, his arm resting around her shoulders. As she talked he leaned down and brushed a kiss against her neck, sending chills down her body. As he moved away his breath caressed the sensitive skin along her ear causing her nipples to harden instantly.

James felt Liz shift slightly on the couch and smiled. His gentle touches were obviously having their usual effect on her and he decided to step things up a notch. He slipped his fingertips inside the collar of her blouse and started stroking her collarbone. Giving him better access, Liz tilted her head back and let her eyes close slightly. She could still see Lon and Lillian sitting across the room. Lon had his arm around Lillian and the two were watching her intently.

Turning his body so that he sat facing her, James bent his head and lightly bit Liz on the neck. As he licked away the sting, his left hand slid up her thigh and started working her buttons free on her blouse. Sighing, Liz allowed her eyes to close the rest of the way. This evening was strangely reminiscent of their first night with Lillian. She could still recall the intense emotions that had stirred within her when James had made love to her while Lillian watched. 

James parted the sides of her blouse and slid the palm of his hand along Liz's heated skin. She was already warm and her breasts felt swollen as he cupped first one and then the other. Her bra was made with a front clasp that held the delicate material together. There was just enough lace to hold her breasts firmly yet it didn't come up high enough to hide her hard nipples. With a quick flick of his fingers, James released her breasts smiling as she arched her back and pressed them firmly into his hand.

Kissing his way up her neck, James brushed his lips against her ear. "Stand up."

Liz opened her eyes to find the three of them watching her. Slowly she stood, setting her glass down upon the table.

"Take of your shirt and bra." James sat back and watched as Liz slowly slid the blouse off her shoulders, letting it float to the floor. Her bra, already undone, quickly followed.

James reached up and did what he'd been waiting all night to do. Slowly, he unzipped the back of her skirt, pushing it off her hips. The sound of metal moving against metal was obscenely loud in the quiet room but it did nothing to hide the quick in take of breath from Lon as he got his first glimpse of Liz dressed only in her garters and stockings.

Without waiting to be told, Liz slipped out of her shoes and placing one foot on the edge of the coffee table proceeded to slide the thin silk covering off her thigh and down her legs. After repeating the process, Liz stood beside the couch completely naked, the firelight casting a golden hew over her skin. Her eyes were bright with desire and everyone in the room responded in kind.

James stood and walked to stand behind Lillian. After whispering something in her ear, she stood and moved her chair to the edge of the room. "Liz, come here."

Liz followed James to the chair and sat down. James refrained from touching her as he knelt down in front of her. From here he could see that her pussy was already wet and that her clit had turned a bright pink. She was clearly aroused and he had a hard time stopping himself from burying his face between her thighs.

"You are to sit here, do not move and do not touch yourself. Do you understand?"

Liz gave him a pleading look. Whatever was planned it was bound to make it hard for her to follow his instructions. She could already feel her clit throbbing and she wanted desperately to rub herself against the hard chair beneath her.

James smiled at her distress. He could practically see her thoughts as if they were written across her face. Knowing that she was about to be thoroughly aroused, James stood and asked her once again if she understood.

Nodding, Liz licked her suddenly dry lips. "Yes."

James turned and walked back to where Lillian now stood with Lon. The two had moved the other chair and now joined James in the center of the room. Instantly the tension in the room rose another notch as James reached out and slid his hand inside Lillian's blouse. Unlike with Liz, James didn't bother with her buttons. Instead he grasped the two halves and pulled, sending buttons flying and ripping the delicate fabric.

Lillian inhaled sharply at the rough treatment but didn't object. Lon, now standing behind her, slid the ruined fabric from her shoulders. Once the shirt had been discarded, Lon slipped the straps of her bra from her shoulders, caressing the skin along her arms as he moved the thin strips of ribbon past her elbows. Lifting her arms, Lillian helped free herself from the delicate restraint. James waited until her arms were free before sliding his palms across her breasts, under her arms and around her back to undo the hooks holding her bra together. Immediately, her breasts sprung free, brushing against the rough fabric of his shirt causing her nipples to constrict. Lon reached around and lifted them in his hands, offering them up to James. James bent his head and circled one, distended nipple with his tongue before moving to suck the other deep into his mouth. Lillian arched her back and moaned as white hot bolts of pleasure shot out from her nipples and settled between her thighs. As James continued to lavish attention on her nipples, Lon unzipped and slid her skirt from her body. While it had been apparent that she wore neither stockings nor pantyhose, he was unprepared to find that she wore nothing at all. Knowing that she'd sat through dinner without anything on under her skirt caused his already harden cock to throb.

James released his hold on Lillian's nipple and looked over to see Liz gripping the arms of the chair. Her eyes were bright, intent on watching him and Lon undress Lillian. Turning his attention back to Lillian and Lon, James wasn't surprised to feel a pair of large, strong hands brushing up against his chest. Together, Lon and Lillian lifted his shirt over his head and let it fall to the floor. The room was warm but still the sudden exposure to the air caused his nipples to tighten slightly. Next he felt a pair of hands reach for his belt and slide the leather free. Moments later, his pants were undone and being slid from his body by Lillian as she knelt between him and Lon.

As the only one left dressed, Lon looked slightly out of place next to James and Lillian. Liz struggled against the desire, the need to rise and stand behind him, her hands working over his body to free him from his clothes. Her breath was now coming faster and she pressed her thighs together against the tension building within her.

Seeing the movement out of the corner of his eye, James turned. "Open your legs." Liz slid her legs apart and whimpered as the cool air brushed up against her sensitive pussy.

Any concerns Lon may have had at being the last one left dressed were quickly laid to rest as James and Lillian slid his shirt from his body and helped him out of his slacks. The three of them, standing together, made for a striking picture. James was light in coloring with a wide build while Lon was a little darker with a tall, lean build. Standing between them was Lillian with her red coloring and extremely feminine figure.

It was as if they communicated on another level for the three of them came together in an embrace that entwined them around one another completely. Their hands seemed to dance across each other's skin, touching and testing the different textures. For Lillian it was the first time she'd ever been made love to by two men and she was surprised to find that they each had their own distinct feel. She could tell James' hands from Lon's and she knew whose lips were on her neck and whose were on her breasts.

For James this was the closest he'd ever been to another man while making love and was amazed to find the sensation extremely arousing. He felt Lillian's hands against his chest, her nails digging in to his skin as he suckled her nipples. At the same time he felt someone reach down and grab the base of his cock. He didn't have to look to know who was holding him. Suddenly, he understood the benefits of having another man jerk him off. Lon knew exactly how to hold him, where to apply the most pressure, and what areas were tender and needed to be treated with care.

After a few minutes he was released. At the same time Lillian turned in his arms and dropped to her knees, immediately taking Lon's cock into her mouth. As James watched, Lon grabbed her by her hair and thrust his cock deep into her mouth.

As Lillian knelt before Lon, her ass resting back on her heels, James decided it was time. He and Liz had already discussed the possibility of him sleeping with Lillian and they'd agreed that it would be okay as long as it was always done in the open. Liz believed that if James and Lillian slept together without her present it could indicate deeper emotions. Their recent conversation still playing in his head and with the knowledge that Liz was watching he slowly lowered himself behind Lillian and grabbing her by the hips he raised her slightly. He turned, his eyes locking with Liz's, and started lowering Lillian on to his hard and throbbing cock.

Liz caught her breath as she watched James slide slowly into Lillian. She could almost feel the sensation of him filling the other woman and groaned at the emptiness of her hot, wet pussy.

James, now firmly buried inside of Lillian, rocked his hips thrusting himself deeper and deeper into her pussy. Without breaking her rhythm, Lillian spread her thighs wider and arched her back allowing James to thrust deep enough to touch her womb. 

Lon watched as Lillian continued to suck his cock. The sight of his dick disappearing into her beautiful mouth nearly undid him. Her mouth was hot and wet around him and she rubbed her tongue along the length of his shaft. His hand was tangled in her dark red hair and his eyes were slightly closed when he felt his balls cupped gently in a large, rough hand. Looking down he saw James, one arm wrapped around Lillian's waist guiding her movements up and down his cock while he reached forward with his other and explored the tender skin of Lon's sac.




The Addition of Lillian Ch. 4



Lon enjoyed both men and women and was turned on by the other man's touch. They'd set down some boundaries earlier and knew that while he wouldn't enter James they could enjoy each other in other ways. Lon felt his release building and thrust deeper into Lillian's mouth. She tilted her head back and allowed the head of his cock to stroke the back of her throat. With a low groan of pleasure, Lon came deep within her throat, shooting several shots of cum before he finally slipped from her mouth.

James watched as Lon released his cum deep inside Lillian's mouth. He continued to thrust himself into her pussy as she swallowed and then licked him clean of cum. 

After sliding from Lillian's mouth, Lon walked over to Liz and smiled down at her affectionately. It was obvious that she was in a heightened state of arousal. He could see the wetness against her thighs and her clit was swollen and throbbing. Reaching down, Lon circled her clit with the tip of his finger before sliding it into her wet heat. 

Liz groaned and thrust her hips forward gratefully. She felt painfully empty watching as James continued to fuck Lillian from one end and Lon from the other. Lon, not wanting to give Liz her release, withdrew his fingers. Locking his eyes with hers he slid his fingers into his mouth and tasted her. He groaned at the taste of her and after gently caressing her breast went back to kneel behind James.

James tensed slightly as he felt Lon press up behind him. He relaxed slightly when he felt Lon's arms come around him only to grab Lillian by her breasts and pull her back against James' chest. As soon as they had adjusted to the new rhythm, Lon released one of her breasts and moved to slide his hand down James' back, over his buttocks, and between his cheeks. Finding his most intimate opening, Lon pressed his finger against James' ass.

James shuddered at the intimate touch but relaxed and allowed Lon entry. Each thrust of his cock inside of Lillian brought Lon's finger deeper and deeper into his body. 

"Don't cum yet." Lon's voice came close to James' ear and he visibly shivered at the sound of that deep voice gone husky with desire. "I want you to fuck me."

James slowed his thrust and finally withdrew from Lillian. Turning he could see Liz still sitting where she'd been left. Her breath was coming quickly and her hands gripped the arms of the chair tight enough to cause her fingers to go white. Her legs were parted and he could see her wet and throbbing pussy. He knew she had to be nearly in pain with her arousal yet he continued to deny her release. 

Lon moved to kneel between James' legs and without warning lowered his head and took him in his mouth. Instantly, Lillian's taste filled his mouth but lingering underneath was the scent and taste of James. He continued to suck James until he was clean before releasing him and turning around. Now facing Lillian, Lon waited for James to move behind him.

James hesitated long enough to once again look at Liz. She held herself perfectly still, appearing not to breath with her eyes locked on the scene unfolding before her. Realize that James was watching her she turned his eyes to him and smiled. He knew she'd always wanted to watch two men together and tonight had been about making that fantasy come true. 

Positioning himself behind Lon, James pressed the head of his cock against Lon's ass and slowly penetrated him. He stopped when he heard Lon groan thinking that he was hurting him. "Don't stop."

Moving slowly, James continued to move forward until he was completely buried inside of Lon. The tightness of his ass squeezed his cock threatening to bring him to orgasm quickly. Rocking his hips forward he felt the head of his cock reach deep. Grabbing Lon's hips, James moved back and forth feeling his cock grow harder as his orgasm started to build.

Lon felt himself filled time and time again by James' hard and throbbing cock. His own cock had once again grown hard but he was not yet ready to take his release a second time. Instead, he grabbed Lillian by the ankle and pulled her towards him. When her pussy was positioned beneath his head he leaned forward and started circling her clit with his tongue. Still wet and throbbing from her fucking by James, Lillian instantly thrust her hip up off the floor pressing herself harder against Lon's face. Understanding her need, Lon took her clit into his mouth and suckled. 

A low moan caught James attention; he turned to see Liz, her hands still gripping the chair, moving her hips rhythmically. She wasn't touching herself but it was obvious that she was seeking some sort of relief. Wanting to watch her cum he said, "Touch yourself."

Almost breathing a sigh of relief, Liz slid her hand down to her pussy and started rubbing her clit. James continued to thrust himself into Lon as he watched Liz bring herself to orgasm quickly. At that same moment Lillian came hard against Lon's mouth. In response, Lon came hard in his hand causing his ass to clench James setting off his orgasm. With several deep thrusts he filled Lon with his cum waiting until the last of his orgasm was released before finally withdrawing. 

While Lon lowered himself to the ground next to Lillian James stood and walked over to where Liz sat in silence. While she'd cum he knew that it had been less than fulfilling. He knew that while she'd been given the opportunity to see her fantasy she still required the human contact that brought true satisfaction. Pulling her into his arms he led her over to where Lillian and Lon lay quietly.

To Be Continued…