13 comments/ 116759 views/ 21 favorites Dinner and Drinks By: lilactwist (Based on an actual situation) I had known Diana for over four years, since my husband came to the university here. We've always been friendly in a casual way, never close. We see each other about once every other month, mostly faculty social events involving our husbands. Mine is a bigshot professor, hers is the dean of the college and though they've become pretty good friends over the years, we've never socialized as a foursome. I was at Diana's home when it happened, or I should say "we" were at her home, my husband and myself. He had been awarded a large project and was leaving on the first of many trips to come, and the dean was throwing a party in honor of his group. Diana was a former English professor in the college, but had left teaching to focus on her own writing, which she now did full time. Since my husband achieved this notoriety, everything, it seemed, was about him; the publicity, the parties, the phone calls, etc. It wasn't that I was jealous, after all, I had my restaurant (and all the hype, friends, and enemies that goes along with that enterprise), my cookbooks, my television shows in Europe. I had more than anyone could want. But Europe… where last month I met a man who changed my outlook on the human body and reinvigorated a long-lost desire and thirst for unorthodox but tasty sexual practices. I loved my husband, but in all honesty, he hadn't paid a lot of attention to me or to us for six or seven months, his writing, his projects taking up his focus. I think I was bored at his simple taking everything for granted, such as our love and respect. I know it will return, just now I was feeling a bit sidelined. That's probably why I had that affair in Germany. But that affair I'm afraid won't end. I have plans to meet Red next month on a business trip to Florida. I know I shouldn't go through with it, but the experience with him was like a drug, I cannot forget it or ignore the pull to continue our explorations. Nevertheless, the guests were all downstairs and out on the deck of Diana and her husband's fabulous home. Most were grouped around my husband, his graduate students in conversation led by the dean with his "take-all" attitude. Glasses of wine in hand, about 30 people were having an exceedingly wonderful time. I wasn't. I was alone in the dining room, picking at a bowl of cherries and working on my third vodka. There's no doubt about it, I was somewhat drunk. He hadn't even tried to find me in more than an hour. I had chit-chatted with everyone I knew for most of the time, but I was bored and actually wanted to get to the restaurant, it was close to 8 o'clock on a Saturday night and I should be there, I thought. I kind of wanted to find Diana since I thought she would co-miserate with me though she played the perfect hostess. I had just seen her last week at a ridiculous department formal lunch with some fancy people and we sat near each other. When the conversation got too thick, she rolled her eyes at me, kicked me under the table and we pretended to follow. It was the first hint that Diana and I could be closer, if someone made the effort. I had hoped she would invite me to lunch alone soon; I was too shy to make the overture first. My vodka was reasonably fresh, this third tumbler. I had started with two glasses of white wine and some tasty appetizers being passed around, but other than that, no real food. My head was swimming perhaps more than I admit. But I really had to pee. I think that's how it all started. I had to pee. I knew their house as we've been to dinner there twice with other people and once her husband proudly showed off the property and their art collection. I went to the downstairs guest bathroom and it was occupied. I didn't want to wait, and no one was around so I decided on going upstairs to the master bathroom I remember seeing. It was fabulous; huge and airy, a marble tub I recall and a day-bed/lounge in front of the tub to lay on and relax after a bath and read in privacy, lots of mirrors and wonderful fixtures in steel and glass, very modern and opulent. I remember that day-bed, light cotton or something like that. I had always wondered what it was used for… reading? Sex? I went up the stairs very quickly, trying hard not to spill my drink, opened the door and went in, locking it behind me. I stood in front of the sink and stared at myself in the mirror for a long time. Here I was, I reflected, mid-forties, still beautiful, dirty blond hair, good figure, tight legs and arms, small but firm breasts. I took a sip of my vodka, put it down, and rubbed my hand over my breast, covered by my cashmere sweater. I'm really attractive, I believed, no wonder Red wanted me so badly, who wouldn't? What's the matter with my husband? Truth be told, I was pretty horny. I pinched my nipple gently through the sweater. I thought of Red again, the things he did to me, to my ass especially. Because of him, I was now able to stretch my precious back hole wide enough for a fist, his fist. I actually didn't know if that was true, I hadn't tried it yet, but since Germany, I had been putting things in there almost daily to open it wider. I loved my ass now, I loved the tastes it produced. My urge to pee was getting worse but I kept staring at myself in the mirror, my memories going rapidly. I deftly let my panties slide to the ground under my skirt and then dropped the skirt too. My fingers danced lightly over my pubes and I teased the lips up and down several times. My thoughts had gotten me wet. I wanted to frig myself, to masturbate in the forbidden aloneness of the dean and his wife's private bathroom. Why not, I asked myself, it's locked, no one knows I'm here, no one's apparently missed me yet, and no one's knocked at the door. I put my middle finger gently in and went deep, moving it high and around. Next went the index finger. Together I began whipping up a cunt froth ever so slowly as I ground my hips into the counter. I was afraid I might make a noise, so I slowed down. I pulled them out and tasted them. Long strands of pussy wetness coated my tongue. My body shivered with the anticipation of a luxurious come if I could rid myself of the fear and relax. I moved my wet finger around to my brown hole and stuck it in. It went in easily. My recent playing had left my ring loose enough to push into with ease, especially for one finger. I wiggled it for a moment and brought it to out to my nose, inhaling my sacred scent. I loved my shit scent when it was strong. I gently licked the finger, still clean, but flavored slightly. It was sumptuous. I took another drink and now I knew if I didn't pee, I would wet their expensive tiles right there. My bladder was all but screaming. I picked up my drink and walked over to the toilet, which was situated with a matching bidet in the far corner of the long room, behind a low half-wall that separated it from the main part of the bathroom. I was going to sit and pee, drink my vodka, frig myself slowly, and lick my wet tasty fingers off before returning to that dull party. I rounded the wall, eyes half-closed in a dreamy state, walking to the toilet ready to put my drink down. "Hello Carla." Diana was sitting on the toilet, looking up at me with a devious, all-knowing expression on her face. Her panties and skirt were tossed on the floor as well. I was shocked, I was embarrassed, I was intrigued. I didn't know how to respond. My mind raced to find the best thing to say. Her face revealed that she had witnessed everything that had happened since I had ocked the door. "Please forgive me, Carla. Don't be shocked. I heard the door open, saw you come in and was about to say something but then you started to look at yourself in the mirror. I thought you were going to fix your hair or something and leave and never notice me. I couldn't say anything after you dropped your panties. Please don't be embarrassed, please." She too had a drink in her hand, golden, probably the bourbon she was fond of. She put it down. Here I was, standing over the dean's wife, both of us bottomless. I put down my drink, afraid that my nerves would cause it to fall and shatter. I don't know if I was shocked or subconsciously expected it, but as I was stammering for something to say, she gently reached out her hands to me and my head automatically lowered to meet them. She drew me to her and kissed me languidly for a long time. It was as if it was the most natural thing in the world for us to do. I had never had sex with or even kissed another woman. She tasted fresh and feminine and complex. Her breath was warm, the alcohol mingling with the mouth flavors, deep and spicy. This was a far cry from some footsie under the table at a faculty luncheon. I broke the kiss for a moment. "You saved me from saying something more embarrassing than I feel," I said. "Don't say anything," she whispered, and resumed our mouth mating. She then pulled me delicately onto her thighs so I straddled her on the toilet. "Oh, Diana," I spoke, I… I don't know what to… I have to pee." "Not yet, love," she responded, and slipped one hand between our legs while darting her tongue back down my throat. I expected to feel a gentle finger enter my cunt and waited with fire. Needless to say, my horniness was raging, my body was electric and I was open to anything. The finger never entered me. Instead, she pulled it back up and slowly inserted it between our desperately coupling mouths, letting us both lick and suck it. It was covered with her bowel smear. I sensed it immediately when she brought it up. The nastiness and the unspoken secrecy we shared was too much and I began eating her mouth, her face, and her finger. I sucked it clean. "Carla, I saw you diddle your ass over there by the mirror and then taste it. I have never seen anything more sexy than that, than you." And she once again foraged my mouth with her tongue searching for the remains of the treat she just offered us. Diana was wonderfully attractive herself, a little larger than me, reddish blond, elegant features, well-kept, and a great body. Her green eyes were warm and inviting. I kissed her nose. She gently pushed me away and raised herself. As we stood, we each bent down to retrieve our drinks and I peered into the bowl where a small single turd floated. She led me over to the luxurious day bed near the tub and lay me down on my back, opening my legs. "Is that what this is for?," I asked, referring to the day-bed. "Perhaps, but I've never done this before, Carla. I've been with other woman, but that was a long time ago. It's been ages. I knew somewhere deep inside you would be the one. Don't move, sweetie," she teased, and knelt at the base of the bed. She licked me gently, first around the lips, taking the strands of hair between her teeth and caressing my round buns, bringing my pussy tight to her mouth. She probed my cunt with her tongue and found my clit, circling it for a minute, causing a tingling and tickling sensation that made me crazy. I wanted her in my mouth, but she was far away. I gyrated increasingly into her face as she brought me closer to heaven. I bucked slightly and her tongue picked up the pace. My movement became fast and strong and suddenly I felt a finger pushing my anus. In it went, easily. Deep penetration and she synchronized her tongue and finger thrusts until I began repeating, "Yes, yes, oh, yes, yes," and spilled my my wetness into her mouth, my orgasm fierce and fiery. I shook my pelvis with her face in me, I ground into her hard, not thinking I might hurt her. I know I felt the tip of her tongue all the way in my core. She lapped and lapped as I wailed softly but freely. "Shhhhhhhh," she whispered between licks. My breathing was rapid and I was moaning. Without thinking, my tortured bladder just released. A spray hit her forehead and she quickly positioned her mouth to gather my stream, her finger still deep in my rear. As she pushed into my rectum, my pee shot into her throat, some slopping over her cheeks and down her blouse. "More, Carla, empty yourself in me, please, love. Aahhhh." I wanted her to drink me, I wanted the thick cum that I love to swallow from men, the sweet gunk I took from Red and I concentrated on that as I clamped my quivering vulva onto her lips. With a final push, I squirted the last of my liquid into and onto this amazing new friend. She gasped, "Ohhhh, it's sweet, so sweet, I knew it, mmmmm, I want to chew you love, please… stay open… ohhhhh." Her tongue darted within me and slurped the sides of my vaginal flesh. I stopped breathing for a second as I caught my breath and dropped my head back onto the bed pillow beneath me. My chest was heaving, my pussy was drenched and quivering, I felt it hot down there, her face still pressed to my curly hairs. "Jesus Carla, you're a fountain. MMMMM." She slowly pulled her finger out of my asshole and my anus shrank a little. I rested for a silent moment as she got up off her knees, her cheeks and chin glistening and a sensual expression on her face. All I could think of was how I could satisfy her in return. I thought to myself… I'm going to eat cunt, I've never done it, will she be disappointed… but I was so relaxed in the afterglow, I also didn't want to move, I wanted to be coddled. I gelled deeper into the soft cotton of the daybed, finding a pillow that fell on the floor beneath me. I put the pillow that had fallen to the ground under my head and closed my eyes, dreaming of what just happened. I heard Diana's breathing slow down and she whispered, "lovely, so lovely." She was now standing over me, her mouth sensually licking the finger from my behind. One of her tits, the nipple solidly sticking out, was hanging out the side of her blouse. I knew she was coming to me. With my eyes closed, I felt her face near mine as our lips met once again. I could kiss this woman forever, I thought. The party downstairs was far from our minds, really far away. Our tongues danced and tangled as I tasted the generous remnants of my urine on her teeth and tongue. I even tasted a slight shit flavor, either hers or mine. I licked her nose, her face, I tongued her ear, which got a big purr out of her. I kissed her throat and let my hands fall to her waist. As I took my first breast in my mouth, I stroked my first cunt hair. Both were more than pleasureable. Her sighs verified my intentions and bolstered my confidence. I began chewing and nibbling her tit and she thrust it into my face, holding the soft breast. My middle finger found her gash warm and wet, and went in. I knew the geography so well from my own lifetime of frigging but I lightly moved, not knowing her rhythm yet. As I dug into her, her body moved over mine and we locked together in a lover's embrace, our mouths meeting again in a languid wet kiss. She suddenly moved off me and gently placed my head back down on the pillow and closed my eyes with her hands. I felt her weight shift over me and before I knew it, I felt a hand on the inside of each knee pushing them apart. She was sitting on my chest facing my feet, setting her full nakedness on my cashmere sweater. Eyes still closed, two fingers entered my cunt at once, the hole well lubricated and waiting. She bent over, I know it because I felt her breath on my belly as her face went lower. I knew it would happen, only I didn't expect it right then. I don't know why, it seems logical, I just didn't expect it. As her face returned to my nether pussy lips, her cunt brushed my mouth, it was the obvious position. I did the most natural thing and kissed it. I didn't even think of what I was doing. I'm sure that was her intention. I kissed lightly at first, taking in the feminine odor and feeling the light reddish hairs on my lips. It quivered as I brushed against it. My kisses turned deep and long. I began exploring her folds, first left, then right. The taste was exquisite, like freshly plowed fields, deep and rough smelling, like tomatoes, plants with a brine in the mix. It was sexual, I knew I'd never stop and probably never get enough. I licked and licked. I needed a drink of her. She met my excitement and ground her pelvis into my mouth, now in circular motions. I tried to find her cervix, to get way inside her. She now had three fingers in my cunt and her thumb was pressing my clit hard. I darted my tongue in and out in rapid motion before I raised my hand up and put an index finger in her waiting ass. Her ass was perfect, round, and fresh for a woman her age. It was soft at the rose and still smeared quite brown with some pink showing. I thought it was the most sexy hole I had ever seen, which wasn't many. My finger went to the first knuckle easily. "Go ahead love, go in me, take me," she said. I pushed harder to the hilt and wiggled with her slight bucking. My mouth was learning the true taste of a gourmet vagina and my finger was diddling her ass. I was pleasing her, I was. I felt a hard clump in her bowels and pushed into it, sensing the firm texture. I moved it around her rectum and she gasped, "ooohh, please take it Carla, take it…" With a hook motion, I pulled out and her beautiful turd was on my finger, small, dark, and hard. I passed it under my nose, smelling its earthiness. This truffle was from my new love Diana, and I did at once love her, no doubt about that. I tasted it, putting it on my tongue and savoring the richness. "Diana, your insides are in me, I'm in love, in lust, oh is that amazing," I whispered to her. I chewed and swallowed most of the small morsel, my saliva slowly liquefying the clay to trickle down my throat. My mouth now went to kiss her bud. There was no pretense or inhibition now, my tongue circling the pink tunnel. It felt the light hairs circling it. My finger motion had stretched it a little and it begged my entrance. I licked the ring and shot in the hole deep, trying to find her inner scent. The flavor was a fleshy mix of earth and the tomato scent and shit, her tasty mud. I began pulling her cheeks apart to gain better access. The thick of my tongue was in her bunger and thrusting around. She moaned and her pitch rose. Although her face was buried in my crotch, she was concentrating on what I was doing to her. My mouth sensed her actions as her bowel began filling up and pushing into me. Her rectum seemed to balloon as her stomach changed positions. A long vibrant flutter sounded from Diana's ass onto my nose and I drank in a pure solid smell. The thick, thick scent filled me and I stuck my nose as deeply into her ass as I could, as far as she could take me. I didn't want to lose any. While others might associate a fart with the stink of sulfur or the distaste of rotten eggs, my excitement and utter comfort with her body caused my chemistry to sense this as perfume, as an olfactory rarity; in fact the sensation might have caused me to come on the spot with its intimacy. I actually felt the wind pass into me, her wind. I've tasted my own shit for years, smeared on the vegetables I frig my ass with in my office after-hours. I've licked them off, I've experimented in private eating cabbage and kale just to produce thick unending ass blasts. And I've inhaled them in my privacy. Since Red a few months ago, I've been working on stretching my treasure hole to accommodate my fist, and hopefully one day, his, so the pain and humiliation I felt in Germany when I met him will be a thing of the past. There's nothing so close as being able to fully feel the insides of your lover. Diana's smells and her tastes held no objectionable thoughts, only loving ones. I couldn't wait to sample them. Having trained myself so long and well on my own body, I felt ready for another, especially another woman. I actually never imagined it would be with another pussy, I never thought about it, but now it was happening, I couldn't imagine it being any other way. I craved her and wanted more gas, more of her substance. Dinner and Drinks for Three This is a bisexual story and for the two of you who think this belongs under the gay heading it’s time you entered the real world… Bisexuality and gay are NOT the same thing. Bisexuals enjoy both sexes not just one. Enough said. So, again to the two of you, do all of us a favor and stop reading my stories. Dinner and Drinks for Three” What a treat it is to be able to leave work early on a Friday and if everything was on schedule Jen was now leaving her job early too. A call from Lee an old college buddy of mine was the catalyst to our small adventure. His job had brought him out to San Diego and on a whim Jen and I talked him into extending his trip so we could make the drive from L.A. to spend a couple days together. Back in the day the three of us we inseparable. Lee and I roomed together and when Jen and I started dating we fell into a natural rhythm of pulling Lee along when ever he was free. Hell, Jen and I were so comfortable in Lee’s company that we’d wind up in the throws of passion on my side of the room while he’d struggled to study. Oh how easy life was back then. Our college days ended, Jen and I married and Lee’s job took him to the other coast but we never lost our close bond. We kept in touch, got together when we could and at every reunion we stripped away the years, laugh, tease and go through the do you remember whens. The three of us would wind up sitting in a random secluded bar sharing a drink or two as we’d reminisce and this trip promised to be more of the same. I got home found Jen’s car in the drive and headed up the stairs. Jen was already packing our suitcase and garment bag, which was spread all over the bed. I changed added a few things to the suitcase and in no time we were on our way. We had managed to make in onto the road heading south early enough to miss most of the traffic and within a couple hours we were pulling into the hotel. Lee had left instructions at the front desk and we were escorted to the room being pleasantly surprised to find it a two-bedroom suite. We found our bedroom and started to unpack when I looked up to see Jen with a mischievous smile and something half hidden. Curious, I tried to look around her only to see one of those colored plastic bags over a hanger and Jen’s teasing eyes as she said… “Don’t get to anxious big boy you’ll get to see this tonight. I think you’ll like it.” With a raising of my eye brows I knew whatever it was would be something very sexy and I couldn’t wait to see in on her. Jen had the body of a gymnast. A bit taller but athletic, still toned, small cone shaped breasts and gently rounded hips with a tight firm butt. Oh how I loved it when she wore things that showed off her frame and now hoped she had something like that on that hanger. I must have telegraphed what I was thinking because with a giggle she said. “Save that for later you horny boy” and danced away heading for the bathroom. She closed the door and started the shower when I heard the suite door open. Lee had returned and with handshakes and hugs we greeted one another. Lee’s smile was as I always remembered it and we began to cover the changes in our life as Lee wandered to the bar and poured a couple drinks. With a clink of glasses and a wave of his hands he said. “How do you like all this? The company is paying for it, well most of it all I have do have to stock the bar so enjoy.” Nodding I told him it was cool and we headed to the couch when our bedroom door opened and out rushed Jen. Her hair was still damp and she was wearing a thin silky robe tied at the waist well almost tied that is and she rushed over to Lee throwing her arms around his neck and kissing his lips. Her every step flashed bits of her body and not for the first time I thrilled as her body pressed into Lee’s. Over the years Lee had become some of our fantasy fodder as his close familiarity with Jen and I had crept into our lovemaking. One evening as I stood behind her with my rigid cock flattened against her and my hands tweaking her nipples I whispered. “Do you remember doing this back in the dorm room with poor Lee trying to study?” Her body shuddered and taking the cue I added. “I’ll bet you wanted Lee to stand up, strip naked and press his hardened manhood into you like I’m pressing mine or maybe you hoped he’d come around and stick his dick into your face so you could get it from both of us.” Her moan had said it all and as we fucked I filled her ears with images of Lee and I taking her together. Shit, that night and those thoughts had her wickedly wet and wild. Needless to say we visited that over and over. Now Lee had his hands around my almost naked wife and more than anything I wanted to see him slip the robe from her shoulders but sadly he broke the kiss took a drink and headed to his room saying “Jeeze Jen don’t do that you know I have to get ready.” Jen turned and with a devilish grin passed by casually asking me, “So what do you think of turning our fantasy into reality?” Only half hearing her words I stumbled and bumbled an almost incoherent “What?” In a daze I followed her back into our room. Jen knew the answer to that question but just stood there with an innocent smile and watched me squirm as she repeated… “How would you like to turn our bedroom fantasy into reality?” Then she added “You know Lee has wanted this for a long time and just now when he saw me near naked I felt him harden as we kissed. I pressed against it and he pressed back. His cock felt wonderful! So what do you think? Do you want to invite him into our bed?” ”Right now.” I stammered as the thought jolted me. “No you silly ass” she answered adding, “Not right this very second but tonight sometime tonight. This is also about seduction and teasing not just screwing.” What else could I say but, “oh hell yes.” As we had lit up our sex life with this thought for a while and lamely added. “But it’s really up to you and anything you do you is ok with me!” I realized I was already hard as a rock when Jen answered with a cryptic, “And anything you do is okay with me… anything.” I reached for Jen but again she batted me away telling me. “Get out of here I still have to finish getting ready.” Heading into the other room I picked up my drink and downed the remainder of the glass in a single swallow then poured myself some more. A few minutes later Lee came out of his room and said. “You better pour me some more too because that pretty wife of yours drives me crazy.” Laughing I said, “Ya I know she told me how crazy you felt during that kiss.” Lee began to stammer and apology but I stopped him midstream and said. “Oh relax we’ve been together for years and we are as close as any friends can be so nothing you and Jen do together would ever require and apology… as long as I’m there too.” I added evilly. Lee’s laugh echoed my own and as we waited for Jen we nursed our drinks. The conversation drifted easy and light until Jen stepped from the room. Both our jaws dropped! There she stood in a short little emerald green dress with little thin straps over her mostly bare shoulders. Her skin warm and stunning against that color but the most inflaming part was how tight it was. It flowed over her taut frame leaving little to the imagination at what lay beneath. Her cone shaped tits were clearly defined as were the rise of her nipples and as she spun around for us the dress danced over her beautiful behind dropping seductively over her cheeks clearly defining their shape. In our stunned silence Jen said. “What, don’t you like it? Guess I’ll just have to change” and teasing headed back towards the room. Lee and I sputtered a “no” simultaneously and in a tongue-tied duet we managed to put voice to how marvelous she looked. I’ll never know how we managed to let her get away from us but with a lithe step she backed into the room picked up her purse as Lee breathed in stunned whisper. “Do you think she’s wearing anything under that dress?” “Doesn’t look like it. Does it?” Was all I got out as Jen reappeared. The three of us linked arms in the hallway and happily wandered to the elevators. Where we spend the seconds waiting and telling Jen how hot she looked. Jen beamed at the compliments and gave us both quick kisses of ‘thank you’. The elevator arrived as Lee was saying “With all the video surveillance in these places now days I wonder what they thought of you taking turns and kissing both of us?” Adding hell “I bet even then these elevators are monitored.” Laughing we looked around but saw no visible cameras when Jen said. “That kiss was much to get excited over’ but this might be.” Then as the doors closed she pressed herself into me in a languid, seductive kiss and then broke away from me and reaching up she took hold of Lee’s neck giving him a even more passionate kiss. I didn’t know how I was going to walk as my cock was ballooning my pants outwards watching them when in a surreal moment Jen’s hands left Lee’s neck and disappeared between the two of them. I knew she had just touched Lee’s tool and when they broke apart I saw a bulge in Lee’s pants. Absently, I heard Jen saying “Now that ought to give them something to wonder about.” Standing there I found myself thinking what a marvelous thing a hard cock was as it shouted desire and attraction by its very existence. Catching Jen’s eyes I noticed she was busy looking from my crotch to Lee’s admiring how quickly we had both responded to her. This evening was going to be wicked! Dinner was rather uneventful. Lee had chosen this place on a recommendation of one of his clients. It was one of those trendy little places where the food was artfully presented but the portions were woefully small. Considering where we were heading the meal was perfectly light and one not to weight us down later. Leaving the restaurant we headed out for a nightcap and a little dancing. Lee took us to a great little place where we found a darken booth all to ourselves. Our butts had barely touched the seats when Jen leaned over gave me a peck, winked and pushed Lee out of the booth telling him, “Come on Lee I want to dance.” Lee threw a smile my way and turned taking Jen to the dance floor. It was impossible for me not to watch and luckily the booth while not close to the dancing was elevated on a second tier, which allowed a great view of floor. The band played a number of classic rock songs and I watched Jen as her lithe body danced. Damn, she sure could move and I looked at how comfortable Lee and Jen were as they swayed to the music. They looked so good together that I didn’t even realize that I was daydreaming until the two of them slid back into the booth. Truth be told my dirty little mind had been visualizing what it would look like to see the two of them dancing together naked. Jen and Lee seemed warm and flushed and greedily took sips of their drinks as I watched the rise and fall of her perky tits. Looking at my sexy wife I kissed her and pulled her back to the dance floor with an. “It’s my turn.” The music played and Jen and I spun bodies entwined into a pressed dirty dancing. Dancing is something we have always done well and with my leg between hers I pressed my hand into the small of her back and thrilled to the feeling of her pubic mound grinding against me. The evening traveled on and the bar filled so now we were just three in a room of many sharing dances and drinks. Between Lee and I we hardly gave Jen a rest and by the early hours the three of us were dancing together. Finally, with our arms linked around Jen the band moved into a slower song Jen pressed herself into Lee leaning in and kissing him passionately and then switching to me for an equally intense kiss… I glanced around and knowing smiles lit a few faces near us. Something about seeing others realize we were a threesome was tantalizing wanton and Lee and I openly pressed our bodies into Jen. The music drifted as we headed back to our booth sandwiching Jen between us yet again. Reaching out under the table I rested my hand on her leg and stole a glance downward only then realizing that Jen’s free hand was already resting very high oh Lee’s thigh. She had turned my way as she felt the contact and then waiting until I had made eye contact she gave a slight tilt to head and with a shift of her eyes she sent my eyes back towards her hand on Lee’s leg. She waited until I was clearly focused and then she reached out with her little finger and traced the line of Lee’s hard on. She did all this as she watched my face for its reaction. My eyes popped as I moistened my suddenly dry lips and as I did this Lee’s body gave a noticeable jump at the contact. Jen’s grin was easy to see in that darkened bar and when Lee’s hand settled onto Jen’s other thigh I caught her face shift to a mischievous smile. She parted her knees. Oh, this was becoming fucking unbelievable! My own erection throbbed within my slacks as Jen’s free hand dropped into my lap. She didn’t tease me instead she closed her hand over the prominent knob my dick was making and gently squeezed. With my hand resting on her leg I began to lightly trace the inside of her thigh urging her leg up and over mine. She obliged willingly and now sat there spread apart. The table barely hiding what we were doing, thank goodness we were in a darkened booth against the back wall. Slightly distracted by the thought of being caught and looking to see if we were being watched I nearly missed Jen lifting her other leg over Lee’s knee. It was the movement that brought me back. Lee’s hand was now under what remained of her skirt and I could tell from the angle he was at the least cupping her pubic mound or at best separating her folds to gain access to her moist inner depths. Jen’s hips began a subtle movement and I knew Lee was sliding his fingers into her. My head spun both from the excitement of what was going on right next to me and I nearly lost it when I felt Jen try to work the zipper to my pants. I didn’t know whether or not I wanted her to expose me here in the bar so when she just couldn’t get the zipper down I relaxed. Looking towards her I found she was leaning into Lee and I thought she was kissing his ear only to be doubly shocked to see his hand reappear from under her skirt and then reach across to my pants. His fingers slid under the waistband brushing intimately close as he pinched the belt between fingers and thumb. Providing the stability for Jen to reach over undo the belt, buckle and then lower my zipper. Lee seemed to have little hesitation in reaching out to take hold of my belt and when his hand withdrew I swore I felt him trace the back of his fingers over the bit of bare skin they encountered. A little startled by that thought I watched as his hand found it way back under her skirt. Many images and thoughts ran through my head as I factored a number of things all at once; first off I could smell Jen’s arousal knowing it had come off Lee’s exposed fingers, even more than that his fingers had been noticeably wet, also the kiss I saw wasn’t a kiss but a whisper and lastly with a bit of a start I realized that I did not have any problems with Lee’s hands in my pants. Sitting here mulling over his sudden excursion I wondered what it would feel like to hold another man’s rod and the image of guiding Lee’s prick into Jen made me shiver. With my zipper down Jen worked my penis free from my pants and in the craziest moment of my life my cock was now sitting proud, erect and on display in a public place as Jen closed her fist around it and began to pump. It was insane but I fucking loved every second of this depraved play. My hand stroked her soft inner thigh eventually sliding up to her pussy only to encounter Lee’s hand already working her soft folds and I slipped my hand over his, working my finger into her along with his. I can’t even begin to describe the intensity of this theater as it was an amazing deliriously reckless tryst. More than anything I wanted to head back to our room but the other two seemed to be enjoying themselves too much to leave. Jen’s hips moved as Lee and I tried to synchronize our movements and I could tell she was unbelievably wet. It was about then that the waitress returned and while she had to know what was going on she never let slip that she saw or suspected anything. However, at her approach Jen had pulled her hand away leaving my dick exposed and she had sat up a bit rolling our fingers from inside her. Lee ordered us another round as we gave each other a sheepish grin and Jen tried to push me out of the booth so she could go to the ladies room. Needless to say with my dick hanging out I wasn’t about to move an inch so laughing at my predicament she then spun to Lee and made him move. As she left I strained to see if we had left a noticeable wet spot on her dress. In the darkened light of the bar nothing was visible. Suddenly with Jen gone I felt terribly exposed and even more so when I noticed Lee looking into my lap. With a snicker he managed an, “It’s a terrible way to leave you isn’t it?” Somehow his words didn’t match his smirk and sitting there I thought of adjusting myself back into my pants. With a quick scan I checked out the bar and decided that since I was reasonably hidden and no one was looking I had no reason to panic. Instead I tuned into the blistering hot lewdness of this situation. That’s when I noticed Lee still taking glances at my erection and as I fluxed between self-consciousness and exhibitionism Lee said something that really startled me. “Randy you know that you have a gorgeous cock.” Lee and I had been friends for more than a decade so I had a terrible time deciding how to take that off the wall statement. A All I was able to manage was a confused, “Thank you.” Sensing my discomfort Lee let out a deep belly laugh as he added “Don’t get concerned I’m not about to reach out and grab you.” Taking a sip of his drink and adding with a broad grin… “That is unless you want me too?” We both laughed but crazy things were happening inside of me because of his words I had an image of his fist closed around my rigid shaft and in this moment I didn’t think I would object. The other thing that startled me was the way he kept looking at my prick but before I could resolve my thoughts Lee said. “Randy we’ve known each other since our first week in college but there is something I never told you. It’s something you must have guessed but it is also something I don’t want to ruin our friendship so relax because nothing would happen without your permission.” The bar seemed silent and deep down I knew what he was about to say because I’d had hints as far back as I could remember. He then said, “Randy, I’m bisexual! I enjoy men as much as I enjoy women.” Millions of questions popped into my head but I found myself combining two questions into one and one that by far seemed the weirdest… “if you’re bi and we’ve known each other for decades why didn’t I know and haven’t you ever hit on me?” Lee shrugged his shoulders then said “As for your not knowing that can only be blamed on blindness as for not hitting on you. Well you always seemed too homophobic and I didn’t to ruin our friendship.” It took microseconds to process his statement and I knew everything he said was true… well had been true. Some how what concerns I had vanished and I reached out and took Lee’s hand guiding it to my cock. It was the first male on male contact of my life and it was electric. The last thing he slipped in was “While you were too stupid to catch on Jen has known what I am almost from the first time you brought her around.” My eyes closed at the warm strength of his grip and I loved the feel of his strokes. I don’t know how long it lasted but I was brought out of this dream by Jen’s voice saying as she slithered back into the booth. Dinner and Drinks for Three “Holy cow that is so fucking hot.” She pushed her way into the booth sandwiching Lee between the two of us and she seemed perfectly ok with our behavior. That’s when her cryptic statement from earlier this evening finally made sense. She slithered over to Lee and with busy hands she worked his zipper while locking her vision on my dick and Lee’s moving hand… Seconds later she had his erection pulled free. This whole situation had changed everything so rapidly that I was having trouble keeping up with it when Jen said “Randy grab Lee’s cock for me I want to see you touch it.” This was destined to be an evening of firsts because without hesitation I wrapped my fist around Lee’s dick. I couldn’t believe how silky smooth and hot it felt and as Lee jacked me I jacked him doing my best to hide all our activity from the rest of the bar. Lee’s free hand had reached back and disappeared under Jen’s skirt and I could tell from her gentle rocking motion he was finger fucking her while jacking me. I couldn’t take much more of this so shaking my head I said “We just can’t do this here let’s go back to our room.” Somehow over the next minutes Lee and I managed to get our pricks back into our pants, paid our bill and make it out into the cool of the night. Grinning like a fool I grabbed Lee’s keys and told them for the short trip back I was their chauffeur and with smiles greater than my own they willing jumped into the back seat. I closed them in and ran around to the driver’s door, hopped in, started the car and adjusted the mirror, no, not in the normal way. I adjusted it so I could see the back seat. They had started already as Jen and Lee were pressed together in a kiss that made me hungry and as I pulled out of the parking lot another glance had Lee’s hand kneading Jen’s boobs. Trying to drive and watch was a hell of a challenge and with every gaze I was rewarded, Lee’s hands under Jen’s dress, Jen’s subtle movements at Lee’s ministrations, the sound of a zipper and Jen disappearing from view. It was torture and I savored every dirty little second of it. When I finally came to a stoplight I turned at the obvious slurping sounds of a blowjob only to see Jen licking Lee’s dick like ice cream. His entire shaft slick and shinny in the reflected light. One hand was holding his shaft angling it for her mouth while her other teased his balls dang it was so hot to see her so lost in sexual delight. How I kept my hands off my dick and how Lee didn’t come just from the lascivious nature of what we were doing I’ll never know but as the light changed I watched as Lee slipped the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders and nudged it down off her back. Then he pulled the skirt up exposing Jen’s ass. With what little of the dress still covered her she might as well been naked, it appeared to more like a belt than a dress. I twitched in my seat knowing how Jen’s passion was inflamed when her ass was played with and Lee was now kneading her backside. I was beyond desperate when we were stopped by the next red light. Turning in my seat as much as I could I reached out playing with one of Jen’s alabaster butt cheeks while Lee slid his talented hand down her crack and for a brief moment she popped Lee’s dick out of her mouth, made searing eye contact with me and shifted bringing her backside as close to me as she could. My hand moved towards her crack confirming what Jen’s glazed look had told me. Lee was swirling his finger around Jen’s anus struggling I worked to gain access to her pussy and was rewarded by finding her wonderfully wet. As quick as I got to touch her the light changed and I had to move on. Each second brought us closer to discovery and at the next light a car pulled up on our right. A sideways glance told me they had seen what was happening in the back seat and I turned to see what had them so transfixed. Jen in her near naked state bobbing on Lee’s cock is what greet their vision. Looking back to the other car the two couples shifted their gaze to me and I just smiled and shrugged back at them. Then Lee did an incredibly nasty thing her pushed Jen upright making her lift and he pulled the dress from her body. She was now naked and both cars feasted on this lewd interval and Jen’s body. She caught sight of the people in the other car and rather than cover up she pulled Lee’s mouth to her nipple a stared brazenly and the couples next to us. I couldn’t believe it and then the couple in the back seat of the other car repaid the show. The husband or friend reached around cupped his date’s breasts and teased her tits from the cups of her dress. The light change as his fingers closed on her nipples tweaking them mercilessly for us. I know if we had spent just seconds more at the light we would have invited them to join us but as it was it became just a scintillating memory. After a few more stops we pulled into the hotel’s parking garage, found a parking spot, I hopped out and being a good chauffer came around to Jen’s side and opened the door. Oh man, what a sight Jen was sitting in Lee’s lap with her legs spread over his. Sometime in the last few blocks Lee’s had slid under Jen and he had buried his tool deep into Jen as it was completely hidden within her pussy. I was desperate and wanted to slide my throbbing cock into her right here in the parking lot when another vision shook me. Seeing Lee inside of her I wondered what it would feel like if both Lee and I could fuck her at the same time. No not one in her ass and one in her pussy but both of us in her pussy our dicks sliding against each others as Jen’s stretched pussy caressed our touching dicks. Many more images like that and I knew we’d never make it to the room so I coaxed Jen off Lee’s cock and before he could get it into his pants I ran a finger over it then brought that finger to my mouth to lick Jennie’s taste off it. The walk to the elevator happened in a dream. This time when the elevator doors closed things were wilder than the last. We had an eleven-floor ride and Lee took Jen into his arms pulling her dress up exposing her from the waist down. I doubt that if the elevator stopped to pick up other passengers that Jen would have had enough time to cover up. Somehow seeing her exposed in this way stoked my fires higher and as Lee pressed into her kissing her deeply I reached out to cup her pussy from the backside. That wicked lady instantly spread her legs for me. She was beyond wet and her level of arousal astounding. The ding of the elevator brought us back and as the door opened on the eleventh floor we separated with Jen smoothing out her dress. Still boiling inside I pulled my wife into a bruising kiss then with images of her exposed in the car I reached down and lifted her dress. She didn’t resist and I kept pulling it up. Almost like she could read my mind she lifted her arms from around my neck and raised them above her head as I pulled the dress from her body. We were now standing just outside of the elevator with a walk to our room of maybe fifty yards and Jen was naked. Lee stared greedily and then turned to head to the room when I stopped him with a, “Where do you think you are going, Buddy.” Turning he gave me a puzzled look when I added “Dressed like that. I did the driving and you two had all the fun so there is a penalty to pay and it’s all of your clothes right here, right now. As you can see Jen has already paid her penalty off. Now it’s your turn.” Shock filled Lee’s eyes for only an instant then an evil smile replaced the stunned look as he willingly joined Jen in nudity. I carried their clothes admiring both of their bodies. Jen lithe and athletic with her only garment being her emerald high heels and Lee his bare feet on the carpet wearing only a watch. I wished we had the balls to fuck her right there but what little common sense we had left prevented us from doing exactly that. It was both incredibly risky but also incredibly perverse and somehow we made it to our room without being arrested. The thought of security catching our little walk had me with a raging hard on and the instant the doors closed both Jen and Lee turned on me simultaneously. The two of them stripped me naked tossing my clothes every which way. Never have I felt so vulnerable and excited at the same time. They had me trapped against the back of the door and as soon as my dick bounced free Jen dropped to her knees taking my member into her mouth. Lee dropped down behind Jen saddled himself close behind her. As I watched my rod vanish into Jen’s mouth Lee’s arms reached around her filling his hands with her tits. Then his hips began to rub his penis against the crack of her ass. This was all happening so fast and I was too ready so I reached out took hold of Jennie’s head and eased her off my cock. Telling her “I don’t want to cum too quickly.” I raised her to my lips kissing the mouth so recently around my sex and as we kissed I wondered if I could detect the taste of either of the cocks she had been sucking. Lee’s body had followed Jen’s up and now the three of us had Jen pressed between us the meat in our sensual sandwich. She was trapped between the two of us our dicks upright and pressing their length into her front and backside. I knew she loved the sensation of a hot cock moving over her bottom. Lee’s hand slid between our bodies cupping Jen’s breast then traveled the line of her body gliding over her smooth stomach and to the split between her legs and as I kissed her lips Lee teased at her clit. His motions causing the back of his hand and it wrist to brush against my tool as unashamedly I pushed it against them both. Each subtle movement of my hips caused the soft sensitive head to stroke over the back of his hand and I knew it left a moist trail of precum in its wake. Something beyond insane is the only way I can describe knowing that as I kissed this sexy woman my cock was touching another man’s hand. It was deliciously depraved. Over the next few breaths we managed to move to the couch. The windows to the suite open to the night time sky and the only illumination being the lights of the city. We sat ourselves down with Jen between Lee and I. Together Lee and I took Jen’s nipples into our mouths as our hands caressed her body, the vanilla scent of her skin contrasting with the musk of our combined arousal. Jen’s body rose to meet our touch as two men teased and slowly lowered their flashing tongues towards her pussy. My fingers had found her opening and I don’t think she had ever been so wet. Lee and I nibbled our way lower as Jen swirled her hips using my fingers as her pivot point. Lee and I moved to the floor shifting and arriving at her pussy in unison. Greedily we pushed at her clit from both sides and it was a good thing Jen was flexible because we had her legs pulled wide. Pulling my fingers from her slot I held them up for Lee to taste and as we all focused on those fingers Jen’s whine dropped octaves into deep guttural moans. We all thrilled as Lee licked her juices from them. How she managed to form a coherent sentence I didn’t know how but she managed, “Lick me, I need to feel both of you licking me. I want to watch your tongues on my clit and slip inside of me. Oh Randy and Lee I really need this. Do it, do this to me.” Granting her wish was the easiest chore of my life. My comfort level with Lee was a past issue and granting her desire we began running our tongues over either side of Jennie’s sex. Working as a team we pushed against her lips closing them around her clit and as our soft moist muscled tongues moved Jen’s clit rolled between them. She cried in pleasure. Together we traced the line of her labia downward and as it parted about her hole our tongues touched then dove inward as we both tried to drive into her. The movement beyond erotic and as we pulled out we trapped the inside of those rosy pink lips pulling them open and traveling back up towards her clit. Lee and I had our heads at impossible angles as in that narrow valley we found our lips and tongues constantly in contact with and I have to admit that more than once our focus switched from Jen’s cunt to the forbidden taste of each other’s tongue. Jen’s vision was locked on the activity and every time our tongues collided I heard Jen moan. The same moan I fantasized about when I imagined Jen going down on another woman. Somehow Jen seemed to feel same about watching two guys as I did when dreaming of watching two gals. Now however, those fantasies suddenly seemed tame. I had reached up and pressed downwards on the hood of her clit and the sensation as it rolled between our tongues had my cock bursting with illicit desire. That was when I heard Jen begging to be fucked. A wicked grimace twisted my lips and I reached out to live a dream. Looking from Jen to Lee I stretched my hand across to Lee’s groin and took hold of his member. He moaned at the contact, which rocketed my blistered desire even higher, and I guided him towards Jen’s waiting depths. He moved in a dream like state looking down at his dick within my grasp and as I nudged him closer to her he stared at me. That look threw me because I the pleasure he sought wasn’t her moist tunnel but my lips around his meat. Something which might happen and with that thought I opened my mouth only to see his eyes open wide. My head lay inches from Jen’s pussy and with control of Lee’s prick I brought him towards us finally letting my tongue graze his penis as I placed the mushroom head at the folds of Jen’s pussy lips. His pressed those inflamed lips inward as the fleshy tip of his dick molded to the counter pressure of her skin. And, with my fist directing I nearly exploded as Jen’s lips were pushed open by Lee’s invading weapon. In a breath he breached her portal and slipped deep into her I let his motion crush my hand against her pussy. They both gasped as Lee’s hips drove himself deep into her. My own sex now desperate for contact and as Lee and Jen pumped together. Lost in a searing carnal abandon I stood up looking down at my own shaft I realized I was harder that I ever had been before. For what seemed like the hundredth time I fought the desire to cum and pulled away from the two of them. Jen didn’t waste a second and reaching out she wrapped her arms around Lee’s neck pressing her aroused nipples to his. Their lips meeting and parting as tongues darted deep into each other. With Jen’s motion Lee’s leaned back onto his calves pulling Jen from the sofa her legs wrapping around his hips. She was now completely impaled and riding his silky cock. The evening now on autopilot as the three of us began to indulge any thought that crept into our minds. With Lee and Jen screwing while resting on his calves and me standing I did what came naturally. As they were locked into their wet kiss I took my shaft and guided it to the nexus of their mouths. Instantly they responded allowing my member to pass between their shared lips. Both of them pursed their lips around my tool, licking and rolling their heads as it passed back and forth between them, my balls brushing over their chins at the end of each stroke. I wanted to scream with pleasure as I couldn’t believe how hungrily they attacked it. The three of us rutted together feverishly. The twists and turns of this night never ending for Jen reached up still driving herself up and down on Lee’s prick and took hold of me. I fully expected her to engulf my knob but instead she pointed it towards Lee and as a grin appeared his eyes locked onto Jen’s as my joint slipped into his warm mouth. She quivered and uttered an, “Oh yeah” I pressed myself into his mouth. My head dizzied at the realization of what I was doing and then Jen softly reached up to my velvet sac teasing my balls forward. As they fucked, Lee sucked and Jen fondled. I knew then and there that I would forever crave the nefarious thrill of sex with odd numbers whether a threesome, a fivesome or a moresome promising myself that the next time Jen would be the one matched to someone of the same sex. Oh how I wanted to cum. That image faded as my hand reached around the back of Lee’s head and shifted my stance ever so slightly towards Jen. Boldly I forced my shaft deeper into Lee preventing his retreat with my hand. He took all I could give him and then my other hand reached out to Jen bringing her lips to my balls. I had never felt this level of stimulation as willing warm mouths kissed, licked, sucked and teased more of my flesh than I ever considered possible. Describing it just doesn’t communicate the pure pornographic thrill of it all. It was nearly impossible to hold back especially when I began to visualize cuming all over their faces. It was with that thought that my hand left Jen’s head and shot to my shaft. Pulling myself free of their mouths my fist closed around my rod forcefully choking the living shit out of it to prevent my pending climax. I wasn’t going to let myself cum so quickly! Jen and Lee broke apart and the three of us moved to the bedroom where Jen told us to pull the covers off the bed grabbed the ice bucket and said, “I’m dying of thirst so I’m gonna get some ice and be right back”’ smiling wickedly she added, ”Don’t get to crazy without me because this I really want to see.” In a flash she was out the door leaving Lee and I naked, rigid and right next to each other. And, yet another first as Lee rolled me onto my back and pressed his body to mine. His leg swung up and over mine resting it’s weight against my sex while his pressed against me. He had his head propped up and supported by his bent arm as he looked down at me. Then he leaned down and kissed me. I was shocked by how much more intimate a kiss was that even feeling my dick in his mouth and since Jen was gone I felt less inhibited in returning his kiss. Our mouths opened and despite the intensity of that kiss I began to catalogue the differences between kissing a man as opposed to kissing a woman. Lee’s kiss was somehow firmer and more controlled maybe less passive and while different I found it equally arousing. Our bodies ground against each other as we both angled our motions to focus the contact of our dicks on the most sensitive area neat it’s tip. The suite door opened and closed and a second later she appeared at the bedroom door with a tray of drinks. Instead of bringing the drinks over she stood there watching Lee and I grinding and kissing. Jen’s whole body flushed as she said, “Oh Randy this is something I’ve seen in my mind a thousand times ever since Lee told me he went both ways. What a turn on and please don’t stop. I want to see everything.” With that Lee climbed on top of me and I opened my legs to allow him to center himself. Our dicks trapped between our bodies and his weight coupled with his shaft pressing into me added a wonderful new ithyphallic sensation to my life. Jen continued to watch us kissing when Lee reached between us to grasp my shaft and as he held it in his hand arched and relaxed, arched and relaxed as he rubbed himself over me. Wet drops of precum dotted me here and there as they became noticeable when the cooler air hit them. Jen leaned against the doorframe playing with her clit as she witnessed one of her fantasies first hand. Jen was getting her chance to see everything but I wanted her close to me for my next adventure. I beckoned her over by crooking my finger and as she came towards us I rolled Lee onto his back and patted the open space next to me for Jen. I wanted her to watch what I was going to do. One of Lee’s hands reached out to Jen’s cone shaped breast and pinch mercilessly at her nipple. She threw back her head and moaned refusing to take her eyes off of us. I slithered down Lee’s body, his cock already in my grasp. As my face neared his sex I opened my mouth to accept his dick but stopped and stared into Jen’s face. The stop made her shift her gaze and then as I broiled at her overt lust I drank up her every tasty twitch and blink of her body as my lips slid over Lee’s shaft. Fuck!!! Her eyes rolled back into her head and I almost thought she had blacked out but an instant later she was back her vision darting from the junction of Lee’s prick to my mouth. And, as I blew him she searched my face to gage my level of arousal. Dinner and Drinks for Three If my face reflected what I was feeling then Jen was mightily rewarded because in my newfound desire for a man I abandoned my last concern and gobble Lee heartily. Until you actually try one it’s hard to explain the soft fleshy rigidity of an erect penis. Over the next minutes I found I loved not only the look of an erection but it texture and taste. Oh yes and the musky smell too. Slowly I let my lips slide down his shaft trying to lock in to my memory the feeling of his thickness penetrating my mouth. The level of my erotic actions made my whole body quake in a manic sexual high. It was made more intense because I was doing something that seemed so taboo. While I thought this was overpowering for me I was stunned to suddenly hear Jennie mewling. It was a plaintive high cry and when I looked to her I climbed another level higher. There she was locked into watching me with Lee’s cock in my mouth with of her three fingers buried deep into her cunt spreading it impossibly wide. What really amazed me was the force with which she was slamming her twat onto her fingers for those fingers held themselves steady and she used the more powerful muscles of her body to thrust herself against her own hand. That was when she said “Don’t stop I love seeing you pleasuring Lee. It’s beyond hot! Are you going to let him cum in your mouth.” The very same question had been popping in and out of my mind too. That was the next part of this adventure and truthfully I wasn’t sure when Jen asked if I was ready for that or not. Now with Jen watching I popped his dick from my mouth, cupped Lee’s balls in my palm and encircled the base of his prick with my thumb and forefinger. I waved her over. She scooted down next to me and as her eyes traced over my lips we came together in a wet kiss. Her pussy pressed itself into my knee shouting its wetness. We kissed and she searched, I knew she was trying to taste Lee’s cock on my mouth. Her forceful exploration was all it took and the image of his dick spurting between our kissing faces struck a match to my frayed needs. Jen followed my leaning head and as I turned towards Lee’s sex our kiss broke. I angled his rosy crown towards her lips, and then as it pushed her lips apart she reached down closing her hand around my shaft. Over the next minutes Jen and I alternated from kissing to taking turns sucking Lee’s cock. It was beyond reason and when Lee began to issue a deep guttural groan Jen reached up took hold of his rod and pushed it to me. I accepted it willingly and when his hips rose from the bed he tensed and let go. The force of his release astounded me and as I sampled the taste he continued to ejaculate. The feeling of someone cuming from your manipulations is wildly rewarding and I pulled his dick from my mouth so Jen could share in his spray. Lee shot his last bits over the two of us as we kissed splashing over the sides of our faces. It was a dripping sticky mess but insanely exciting and he took hold of the sheet and brought a edge to us wiping most of the cum off us. The Lee leaned in kissing the both and in this way all three of us share in the taste of Lee’s milky cum. Leaning to Jennie’s ear I told her to suck his cock clean and as she pushed Lee into a better position I came around and mounted her doggie style. We rocked together three linked lovers with Jen licking the remaining strands of Lee’s ejaculation from his dick as I held her hips slamming my cock deep into her. Each stroke drove her hard upon Lee’s softening dick as the sound of my nuts slapping her ass echoed around the room. I don’t know how many times Jen had cum over the last hours but I know when I released I let go with all of the bottled up force of the last hours worth of play.