6 comments/ 112351 views/ 13 favorites Hot August Summer Ch. 01 By: CandleLit Amy and I were heading to the South of France during a hot August summer. Most of the people of Paris know to escape the city's heat during August and head north to cool, comfortable climates. We went south to see friends and spend some time in the places we enjoy. We don't mind the heat and feel comfortable on the Riviera at any time of year. Maybe it helps that we stay very fit and enjoy summer clothes. We took the Blue Train from Paris to Cannes, arriving at the station at 10pm. The Blue train is famous for the romantic appeal; escaping Paris at night, flying through the French countryside towards the Cote de Azur, filled with lovers and new liaisons fueled by intimate company, brilliant food and exceptional wine. The conductors know to carry corkscrews on their key chains and to discretely close an errant curtain. This night we had a 1st class compartment all to ourselves, a stroke of luck. We started to unpack an overnight picnic of cheeses, bread, some meats and a bottle of red wine our wine shop recommended. Waiting for the train to leave the station, we made ourselves quite at home changing into evening wear; Amy into a red silk robe and pants picked up in Hong Kong, me into my cotton surfer-pants and a loose thin sweater. We expected a quiet, romantic night as we sped towards Cannes. As the train started moving from the station, we spotted a group of college-age kids running headlong down the quai trying to catch it. One of them jumped aboard and I could not help but to notice she was an athletic beauty. The others were hurrying, trying to catch a handhold when one fell, causing the rest of the group to fall into a heap. They could not sort themselves out in time and watched helplessly as the train left the station. Amy and I were discussing the poor luck of these kids when we heard a commotion in the passageway. I went out of our compartment to see the same young woman in animated conversation in French with the conductor. He seemed to be demanding something that she could not produce; I had to assume she was without a ticket. I approached them and asked if I could be of help. The conductor turned to me. "She does not have a ticket, and must leave at the next station. I am very sorry to have disturbed you, monsieur," he said. The girl – a startling young woman indeed – turned to me and said in perfect English, "My ticket is with my friends, who fell at the station and could not catch the train." "A lie! Just another gypsy trying to steal a free ride!" he spat. "She is telling the truth," I offered. "We saw her friends racing for the train and they fell together." The conductor changed his attitude immediately, but was in a bind. "I understand, but pardon," he flustered. "I cannot allow her to continue on without a ticket and an assigned compartment." "She can stay with us." The voice came from behind me and startled the three of us. Amy had come out of our compartment and apparently heard the dilemma. She looked at me directly. "Pay for her ticket, dear," She said. "We'll make room for her." With that, she spun and went back to our compartment. I looked at the conductor, he looked at me, we shrugged; very well. I retrieved my wallet, pulled out a sum of Euros and delivered them over. He accepted them gratefully and even carried the girl's bag for her down the passage. We bundled into the small compartment and settled the girl onto a seat. She thanked us and introduced herself as Marie-Helene. She was very grateful but a little anxious. Amy handed her a glass of wine and asked her to tell us her story. Marie-Helene was 19, French, traveling with a group of friends during school break. They had decided at the last minute to make a run to the south coast and had misread the train schedule, causing them to bolt through the station and miss the train. Or nearly miss the train. Marie's cell phone lit up while she was talking, and she interrupted her story to answer it. I took the moment to study this young woman. She was young, intensely beautiful. Her light coloring, blond hair and hazel eyes accented a classically beautiful face; high cheekbones, slender nose, full lips, even white teeth. Her hair flowed easily across her shoulders and her skin was flawless. I could not help but follow the lines of her neck down to her shoulders, her arms, and her breasts, covered by a sheer white cotton top with a white sports bra underneath. Her body was athletic, breasts small; she looked to be a swimmer or runner. I had an odd feeling and looked quickly over; Amy had been watching me. Our eyes locked for a moment, something was twinkling in those blue eyes of hers. Marie began to sound concerned on the phone. She looked up at us. "Simone hurt her ankle. She has to stay in Paris and have it looked at. The others are not sure what to do. They have my bag with my tickets, my money." She looked at us, needing some guidance. Amy was the first to answer. "No need to worry, Marie." Amy went over and sat next to Marie. "We will take care of you in Cannes." The way Amy said it and then looked over at me made me wonder; something I could not put my finger on. What was on her mind? This girl was a total stranger. Were we now to take her under our wing? They began to discuss Cannes and things to do there. I withdrew and returned to setting out the picnic dinner we had brought, now for three. The girls graciously accepted the bread and cheese and I refilled all our glasses as lights flashed by the window and the train continued through the countryside south of Paris. Marie became bright and cheerful, excellent company. They chatted about Cannes, clothes, food, the beaches, the clubs. I was entertained just watching these two in my compartment and joined in happily. Soon, as travelers do, we felt as though we were friends and could trust her. Marie said she would accept our invitation in Cannes, as we had a suite reserved there in a marvelous hotel. That the sleeping arrangements were never mentioned pleased me somehow. Amy was acting like there was something on her mind. She was looking at me often, looking at Marie, then me again. I could not piece it together and figured it would come out later if she wished. The opportunity came when Marie excused herself for a moment. Amy came over to my side, snuggling into me. "What do you think of her?" She asked, looking at the lights flashing outside the window. "I think she is something special," I had to admit. Amy turned to face me. "I think so too." She paused. "I think she is someone special – something that we could share." I thought I was dreaming – was Amy really offering something here? Amy went on. "I saw you looking at her in the passageway. She is exactly your type. I think she's lovely. If she's willing... we could all share something amazing over the next few days." I cannot describe how astonished – and suddenly aroused – I was. Marie had made very male thoughts go through my mind, but the thought of sharing her with a willing Amy- that caused a thrill right to the base of my manhood. Amy noticed instantly; she has always read me a little too well. "I see this has your approval," She grinned. Marie returned at that moment with a smile and seated herself. Amy gave her a warm smile, got up and refilled our wine glasses. She handed ours over and raised her own in a toast. "Here's to new friends," she said. We all smiled, clinked glasses and sipped. Amy asked me to put down the beds for us, as it must have been near 2am. I hesitated for a moment, as I was still a little hard and only had on the cotton pants, but went ahead and started pulling down the beds above me. Amy leaned over to whisper something to Marie and they both laughed and smiled, clinking their glasses together again. I then went to put down the bed over their heads, reaching up over them and unable to hide myself at all. As I did I heard a muffled 'oh!' and then girlish giggling. They were whispering and giggling between each other as I went out to the lav. When I returned, Amy said to Marie, "why don't you get ready for bed now? I'll get some things out for you." Marie seemed very grateful as Amy went into her bags and retrieved a sheer white silk robe; the one that was short enough to show off her very fine rear. Marie ran her hands over it and said she loved it – and then stood up and started unbuttoning her sheer blouse and pulling it out of her hip-height jeans. I was transfixed – was she going to change right there? I looked over at Amy, who was watching me with some amusement. Marie pulled her sports bra off and turned away, but not before I saw her amazing breasts clearly. They were small, hard, and perfectly formed; she didn't need a bra at all. Her nipples were a dark rose-petal red. Her stomach was tight and firm and when she turned and put on Amy's robe I could only watch the muscles in her back move like flowing liquid. She draped the robe across her shoulders and bent to pull off her jeans. I had to look away as I was becoming hard, pressing against my thin pants. Amy caught my eye and I had to smile; she gave me a slow, lingering look. She had enjoyed watching as well. I looked to the window but was caught with the reflection of Marie pulling down her jeans. She must love white, her panties were small white lace and her socks were ankle high white with lace on top. She turned and sat and saw me looking out the window and caught my eyes in the reflection – she smiled and looked over at Amy, who smiled back. Marie was facing us, Amy's white silk covering her top, her curves delightfully displayed by the flowing robe. Her smooth legs were barely crossed and every inch of them begged to be touched. We had almost finished the bottle, and I suggested we finish it and head to bed. The girls agreed and I poured them each what was left. Amy remarked to Marie about her beautiful skin, and Marie blushed charmingly. Amy got up, dug into her bag and came up with a bottle of lotion she had purchased at the exceedingly expensive boutique where she gets these things. I like the smell and indulge her. Amy told Marie about the wonderful properties of the lotion, putting some on her hands and rubbing it on her own arms. She encouraged Marie to try some, so Marie put some on her hands and started to rub it on her arms also. The wine had made them a little tipsy and they giggled a bit as they rubbed it here and there. "Why don't you put some on my back?" Amy asked, handing the bottle over to me. I do like the smell of the stuff and went over to her, sitting next to her on the couch. Marie was on the other side of me; I could feel her moving, brushing occasionally against me. I was able to keep myself under control up to this point, but the smells of Amy and Marie mixed together with the lotion and both of them against me, touching me, made me grow and harden until I could not stop it. Amy turned away from me and dropped her top down, exposing her back to Marie and me. I started rubbing the lotion into her back, starting across her shoulders, and then up to her neck. She moved to pull up her hair, letting go of the top and allowing it to fall to her waist. I kept rubbing on her, stroking and caressing now more than just rubbing in the lotion. If she was going to drop her top, I was going to make her nipples hard. It suddenly occurred to me that Marie had stopped moving behind me – I looked around and saw that she was watching with large eyes, her hands motionless, one on her chest, the fingers touching the bottom of her neck; the other across her breasts. Her mouth was open and her eyes were devouring every move I made. I turned back to Amy and began to go more slowly. Caressing now, down her sides, fingernails along her ribs, giving her goose bumps. I knew this would make her nipples hard. Stroking her skin, pressing against the muscles of her back, I could feel she was just as aroused as me. Amy turned and said, "That's enough for me – now do Marie's back." As she spoke, her top fell to the couch and she made no move to pick it up. Her breasts were proud, her nipples hard as cherry pits; she sat straight up and looked marvelous. I turned to Marie. She was breathing hard. She blinked and made a small noise in her throat, then turned around and pulled the robe down from her shoulders. I put a small amount of lotion on my hands and started to run my hands across her back, along her shoulders; my fingers tingling with the feel of this beauty. Her skin felt like fine silk, her muscles were firm and tensed now; as I ran a hand up her spine to the nape of her neck she shivered and her whole back covered with goose bumps. I could only think of what this had done for her breasts. "Now, you've made her cold. I'll help." Amy stood, now wearing only her pink silk bottoms, moving over to sit on the couch facing Marie. Marie followed Amy with her eyes, and when Amy sat before her she made a low sound. Amy reached over putting one hand beside Marie's head – then leaned in and kissed her. Marie's back tensed under my hands, then I could feel her begin to melt under Amy's kiss. She began to return the kiss, a long, loving kiss. When they broke it I could not stop myself – I pulled Marie to me, turning her head and kissing her long and deep. She moaned into my mouth, her taut muscles loosening against me. Amy's hands began wandering over Marie's chest, opening up the robe, exploring her breasts. I could not imagine a more erotic sight, my cock now pulsing in my lap, the tip wet with want. Amy moved in closer and her mouth moved towards Marie's nipple. I pulled Marie to me again – I wanted her to feel taken, wanted. I kissed her, her mouth opening to mine, and as our tongues touched she started against me – Amy's mouth had pulled on one of her nipples. Marie's hands were moving over Amy's hair, along her shoulders, and now moved to Amy's breasts. As Amy suckled her breasts, Marie began to explore Amy's, squeezing, pulling, pinching. Amy made a low sound, then moved up and turned Marie's head to kiss her again. Marie's brow furrowed with the intensity of the kiss, and I moved my hands around Marie to feel her magnificent body. Her breasts were hard, her nipples standing out fully as I caressed and stroked them. I pulled on one and Marie again started. I wrapped one arm around her, holding her tight against me, the muscles of my arm squeezing around her chest, and found a nipple again, this time pinching and pulling it. Marie made a long sound, breaking the kiss and moaning. Amy saw where I was touching and went to suck the other nipple into her mouth. I moved to kiss Marie, puling on one nipple, hold her to me and kissing her hard while Amy suckled her other breast – Marie's moan became louder and higher and then her body shuddered against us, convulsing slightly. We let her go then, stroking her, kissing her lightly. Amy stroked her hair, then wanted more kisses while I opened her legs, my fingers running down her flat stomach and over the white lace beneath. Marie was dripping wet through her lace, my fingers tracing a line of wetness up and down the swollen lips of her pussy. I avoided her clit and moved my fingers along the lips, gentle, then hard, then gentle again. I began a smooth stroking motion up and down her lips. Marie responded with a hand grasping for me, looking for my hardness. Amy took her hand and led it to my cock, stroking it through my pants. Amy reached over and tore open my fly; I sprang out, a drop of moisture on the tip. Marie wrapped her fingers around me. I could not suppress a moan as this girl took my cock in her delicate hands and began stroking it. I kissed her and was lost in the kiss as Marie started a faster motion on me. But then Amy pushed Marie back against me, pushing her down onto my chest. Amy started kissing Marie's neck, her breasts, her stomach. She seemed to have a destination in mind as she moved herself lower on the couch. Marie automatically spread her legs, instinctively understanding Amy's want. I held Marie's hair in my hand, brought her lips up to mine and began a long kiss – exploring her mouth, pulling her lips into mine, running my tongue along her perfect white teeth. Marie held on to me and I felt her move as Amy pulled down her lace panties. Then Amy came back in and I watched Marie's face as she felt Amy's kiss there. Her eyes opened, then closed, then closed hard, her mouth opening as Amy's mouth started exploring her pussy. Amy stopped for a moment and told me to look – I looked down at my beautiful wife between this girl's legs – and Amy pointed out that Marie was completely bare down there, she shaved everything and was clean and open. Amy went back to her attentions on Marie's pussy and I held her and kissed her, stroking her stomach, her breasts, her arms. Amy told us how good Marie tasted and how much more she wanted, telling Marie how hard she was going to come. Marie could not say a word, she was lost between Amy's tongue and my attentions to her. She began tensing up, the muscles in her stomach clearly visible, her arms beginning to clutch at me. I held her tight, kissing her, telling her how good we were going to make her feel, when she twisted in my arms and cried out, "Ah! Ah – Mon Dieu!" She came hard, her whole body squeezing down towards her pussy. Amy came up and kissed me deep, her tongue bringing Marie's taste to me. She filled my mouth, and we kissed and shared between us. "She filled me up when she came," said Amy breathlessly. "She tastes so good- I had to share." I agreed and turned to share with Marie when Amy beat me to it, her mouth opening into Marie's mouth, sharing Marie's wetness. I marveled at these women, savoring Marie's pussy between them, enjoying what women can share. Amy came up for air, looking at me with more lust than I have ever seen in her before. Marie was dazed, still riding out the kiss after orgasm. Amy asked me what I wanted, and I told her it's time to fuck Marie while Marie returns Amy's favor. Amy grinned and kissed me. We moved Marie onto her back, laying her down comfortably on the couch. I moved down between her legs, my cock swaying between her thighs. Amy moved up and caressed Marie's cheeks, their eyes locked as I pressed the tip of my cock into Marie's waiting pussy. She was dripping wet and swollen and I pushed deep into her with one stroke. Her whole body responded, her hips moving and her back arching, her mouth moving towards Amy's. She was rewarded with a kiss as I pushed deeper into her. Amy laid her head back, now taking charge of Marie's attention. Amy moved to kneel over her, opening her legs on each side of Marie, facing me, opening her pussy to Marie's sight. Marie never hesitated but opened her mouth to Amy, burying her tongue into Amy's flesh, lapping at the wetness there. "Ah!" cried Amy. "She's good!" I grabbed Marie's hips and gave her some deep, smooth strokes until I was completely inside her. She was tight, warm, wet – her hips and stomach were perfect and wrapped around me. Marie was moaning and Amy was holding her own breasts, riding on this beautiful girl's tongue. Together we shared Marie, my loving wife and I – my cock deep into Marie's wetness, Amy riding her pleasure from Marie's mouth, we kissed between us, sharing the girl and losing ourselves in the moment. Amy was panting and her mouth was devouring mine, I was pulling her lips, her tongue, holding her breasts as Marie ground her clit from below. I was driven with urgency to take this beauty, to fill her with come. I held her hips and stroked into her, fast then slow, watching her mouth move on Amy. My hands went up to hold her breasts, now flat against her chest. I held them, squeezed them, ran my hands along her sides, then under her ass to feel the firm cheeks there. As I grabbed them and kneaded them Amy caressed Marie's breasts, touching everything. Hot August Summer Ch. 01 I watched Amy and saw she was tensing, getting close. Marie's mouth was performing magic on Amy's pussy, I could see her doing circles underneath and knew Amy would not last long with that treatment. Amy's hands were holding her own breasts, then moved down to stroke her stomach, then went to hold Marie to her pussy. She was telling Marie, "Don't stop – oh, darling, don't stop." I picked up the pace, Marie's pussy beginning to tighten down on my cock, her hips bucking, her legs wrapping tight around me, drawing me in further. I reached over and kissed Amy- said "I love you" - and unloaded into Marie, crying out into Amy's mouth, my cock giving squirt after squirt into Marie's pussy, my hands holding her hips onto me. Amy grabbed me and kissed me with all her might, then looked into my eyes and moaned, her hips and back bucking as she came on Marie's tongue. Amy came as hard as I've ever seen her, unable to catch her breath, eyes closed, her body tensed in every muscle. She was not even done when her hands began running down and making fast circles over Marie's clit. Marie cried out, her body twisting, her pussy milking my cock, her young body wanting my come deep inside as Amy's hand brought out a whole other dimension to her orgasm. Amy waited until I had finished inside Marie, then pushed me out of her, taking my place between Marie's legs. "That belongs to me," she said firmly as she grabbed my cock and sucked it into her mouth. She licked me clean, then moved her attentions to Marie. I moved up and kissed Marie, softly stroking her and tasting Amy's pussy on her mouth. Marie moaned softly as Amy licked and tasted my come on her, and I watched her eyes slowly close as she drifted off, her body still being pleasured by Amy, unable to stay awake. I pulled Amy up – she fought for a moment, then relinquished – and held her to me, telling her how much I loved her. She looked up at me and said "I love you too- you know that I love you more than anything in the world." She looked down at Marie, now breathing deeply, slowly. Amy said, "I think we should keep her with us at Cannes. Then we send her back to Paris as we leave for Italy." Amy looked at my eyes. "Are you up for that?" I simply smiled and held her for a while, then lay her down next to Marie. I covered them up with blankets from the bed, then sat across from them, looking at them both. Amy brushed her lips across Marie's cheek- enough to enter her dream, not enough to wake her- then wrapped her arm around Marie and closed her eyes. The two women snuggled against each other, warmly, naturally. Looking out the window of the train, I thought of what the next few days would bring before we said goodbye to Marie. I picked up the last of my glass and toasted my loving wife. This was going to be good. Hot August Summer Ch. 02 We slept soundly that night on the train, the girls snuggled together and I across the compartment. As the first rays of light came through the window, I woke and lay there for a bit, enjoying the sight of Amy and Marie; their hair mixed up together, Amy draping a possessive arm around Marie, Marie holding it to her own breast. The train stops early in Cannes, so I started quietly picking up the compartment and getting us ready to go. After a bit I leaned over and quietly whispered to them, stroking them lightly, bringing them back to earth as slowly as they wanted to come. Amy was up first, gave Marie a warm kiss good morning, and went to go freshen. I stroked Marie's smooth legs and told her what a beautiful day it was, and when Amy returned and Marie went, I held Amy close and told her how much I loved her. Together we dressed for the city we love so much, and Amy picked out some nice bright clothes for Marie to wear until we could take her shopping. When we reached our stop, we all cheerfully said goodbye to the conductor who gave me a wink, then went down the street towards our hotel. We checked in and went directly to our room, the girls thrilling over the beautiful suite and the lavish appointments while I tipped the bellboy and asked where the gym and pool facilities were. The girls wanted to wash up right away. They went to the bath and started the shower, talking the whole time. I sat in the living area, not being able to resist the temptation to look in the door while they prepared for their bath. Amy caught me looking, and stuck out her tongue. She reached over to Marie, interrupting her in mid-sentence, and pulled and held Marie in front of her while looking at me all the while. Amy then reached around and began unbuttoning Marie's blouse, one button at a time, going very slowly. Marie looked up and instantly understood the game, laying her head back upon Amy's shoulder – submitting to her will. Amy ran her hands up along Marie's stomach, parting her shirt, exposing her breasts to me. Marie turned her head, planting soft kisses on Amy's neck as Amy ran her hands over Marie's breasts, lightly stroking her nipples. Marie languidly raised her head, and they both smiled at me – then Amy pulled them both towards the shower. I went to the balcony, overlooking the Boulevard de la Croisette and south to the harbor beyond. The day was young, there were people walking the boulevard, to the west the wonderful farmer's market would be in full swing. Cars went busily to and fro, beginning their days here in the Rivera. As always I envied them and wondered why I never set up my home here. Perhaps one day I would. Sounds began coming to me from the shower, echoing through the suite; the sounds Amy makes when she is being well taken care of. I went inside and walked to the bath, looking through the frosted glass I saw a sight that will always stay with me, an erotic statue of Venus and Aphrodite. There was Amy, leaning back against the wall, the spray falling across her shoulders, her head thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open. She was holding Marie firmly to her pussy, Marie on her knees before her, her hand moving inside Amy, her mouth kissing every inch outside. I could see Marie was fucking her well with her fingers while sucking her clit into her mouth. Amy's eyes opened, and she tried to speak; "Oh God- she- she- so- good... uhhmmm..." I watched as Marie serviced my wife, enjoying every moment. I wanted Amy to see me watching, know my pleasure in her own pleasure. Marie's fingers went faster and she seemed to be curving them so they would touch inside Amy just so, and Amy's body tightened, the muscles of her stomach showing clearly as she neared orgasm. Amy was panting, her legs quivering when she buckled forward with a sharp yell, folding herself over Marie, her hips bucking forward again and again as Marie moved her fingers inside, giving Amy something to bear down upon in her orgasm. Amy fell back against the wall, pulling Marie up to her. They kissed deeply as lovers, long, passionate, loving. They laughed quietly and I left the bath, closing the door, letting them share the moment and each other. I ordered breakfast, typical strong coffee, baguette, jams, some cheese. It was delivered and I was halfway through it when the girls finally emerged from the bath. They were rosy cheeked and shining bright, both of them ravenously attacking the breakfast tray. I went though the day's plan; I had a small bit of business to do, then we could meet for a late lunch. Afterwards, we could retire until dinner, then enjoy the nightclubs. I asked what they wanted to do with the morning, knowing the answer well; "Shopping!" they cried. We agreed to meet for a late lunch at a corner café near the hotel. That afternoon found me at the corner café, enjoying the hot weather and going over my notes from the meetings. I had changed into a light shirt and shorts, enjoying the beautiful people around me, wondering again why I did not live in this town. I heard familiar laughter down the street, looking up to see Amy and Marie coming towards me, each carrying shopping bags and each wearing a smile. They sat themselves at the table and proceeded to order lunch, telling me the stories of their morning. Amy looked radiant. She had found a friend and lover in Marie, even if only for a short while. They talked about the stores, the prices, and what was absolutely essential to add for the perfect finish to each outfit they had purchased. Marie was flushed, thrilling in Amy's attentions, immensely enjoying the freedom she found with us. I ordered a bottle of wine with lunch, we shared our food with each other, our ease with each other only increasing as the meal went on. I suggested we retire to our room for the afternoon; the girls looked at each other and with glittering eyes they agreed. We bundled up their purchases and went to the hotel. Once we arrived, Amy insisted that I admire what they had bought. I admired their taste, which was excellent; not at all over the top, but with a flair. But more so they way they helped each other into each one, the familiar way they could hold and touch the other. It was time to relax for a bit, so I suggested an afternoon nap before dinner and going out. They looked at me, smiled and readily agreed. They must have had a plan in mind as they both approached me, each taking a hand and guiding me towards the large bedroom. On the way each leaned in turn and gave me a lingering kiss, making me feel a want for them both. Amy held me by the bed and told Marie to go get something special they had purchased just for this afternoon. Marie ran to the living area while Amy and I kissed hard, my hands running over her, pulling down the top and exposing her breasts. I was in a mood to have her quickly, but of course she knew that and held my hand off, telling me they had something planned. Amy had my clothes off and Marie returned with something in her hands. Marie's eyes covered my body, centering on my rising cock. She had a look of undisguised want as she stared at my manhood. Amy said, "Just relax, baby. Let us take care of you." With that she lay me back on the bed, Marie helping guide me onto my back. Amy held up my cock as Marie looked at her with the question in her eyes – Amy nodded and smiled, Marie instantly took me into her mouth. She choked a little at first, taking too much at once. Marie was inexperienced but eager, and Amy guided her with words and her own hands. Amy showed her how to hold me just so; how to twist the skin and milk it from bottom to top; guiding Marie's mouth on me with the years of knowing my body as her own. Amy then came to me and I wrapped her up in my arms, kissing her hard as Marie increased the pressure on my cock. I moaned into Amy's mouth and felt her smile. Marie's hands were moving on me and I held my eyes closed, lost in sensation. Amy leaned down and whispered something to her, then came back to my wanting mouth. I felt Marie's hands leave me for a moment, then return, now slick with lotion, running underneath me, her warm wet mouth never leaving me. Her hands explored me and I moaned loudly when with one hand she opened me, her fingers running around my dark hole. She started pressing a finger inside and I gasped. I told Amy urgently, "She's going to make me come too soon..." But Amy just held me as Marie pushed a slim finger up and in, making my whole body react. Amy leaned to my ear and said, "I told her what makes you come hard," stroking my chest and putting her tongue in my ear. Marie's finger arched up inside me and hit a place only Amy knew about. I cried out and felt every muscle surge as I unloaded come into Marie's mouth. Marie kept pressing inside me and milking my cock as Amy held me tight, riding out the orgasm in Marie's mouth, my hips rocking into her with every splash. Marie moved up and kissed Amy hard, and I could tell she was sharing me with Amy, their tongues working together. They separated by an inch, each looking at the other's eyes, and each swallowed me down inside. Seeing this, my hardness never left for a moment. It was time to give Amy something special. "It's Amy's turn," I told Marie and her eyes smiled agreement. We both pushed Amy down, tearing at her clothes, wanting her naked, wanting her lusting, wanting her to feel taken. We were all over her, holding her down; kissing, rubbing, licking, biting gently over her entire body. Amy was struggling feebly which only increased our need to take her. I held her arms as Marie set her mouth to Amy's breasts, taking each nipple in, sucking hard and making Amy gasp. I moved up and pressed myself to her mouth and she opened slightly, letting me push inside. She was held down by the weight of Marie's body, my cock sliding in her mouth, her tongue working the underside of me. Marie started moving down on Amy's stomach, kissing, her fingers caressing Amy's sides. Amy started to relax, her fingers now combing through Marie's thick hair as it stroked lightly down her skin. Amy's eyes were closed and she was making soft sounds as Marie moved lower, her attentions centering on Amy's most sensitive areas. Marie looked up and smiled at us, then moved down and opened her mouth to Amy's wetness. Amy groaned, her hips arching, her legs spreading to give Marie more room. I moved down and kissed Amy, asking her how it felt, a beautiful girl there. Amy opened her eyes halfway and said, "she's so good... ummmm... so good." She looked down at Marie, Marie looked up smiling, eyes shining, full lips and white teeth flashing, before going back to Amy. Amy would come on Marie's mouth, but she could come harder with something inside her to squeeze down on. I moved Marie back for a moment and rolled Amy to her side; laying behind Amy, entering her. She arched against me, murmuring how good it felt to have me inside. I held her tight and rolled to my back, pulling Amy on top of me, her back to my stomach. Still inside, I spread her open, holding her legs wide, inviting Marie to come back. Marie knew what Amy needed. I bit Amy's neck and squeezed her breasts hard as Marie's mouth went back to Amy's wetness. Marie's hands roamed over Amy, stroking her legs, her stomach, making her feel warm and loved while together we worked her pussy. I held Amy's throat and breast when Marie took her clit into her mouth. Amy was completely ours, her body for our pleasure as I rocked my cock inside her, feeling her pussy begin to spasm. Marie sensed what was near and backed off. Amy cried out in anguish, "No, no, come back, come back..." But we were in charge and she needed more before she was done. We slowed our pace, easing our touches, gently kissing. Marie kissed inside her thighs, her calves, down to her toes. She sucked Amy's toes into her mouth, Amy's body reacting to each one entering Marie's warmth. I held her head tight and kissed her, my tongue roaming her mouth. Marie came back towards her and Amy tried to move down, desperately wanting to get the mouth back to her pussy. I held her tighter when Marie's first touch returned, then started the rocking motion inside. Amy groaned. Taking our time, together we started bringing her back to the edge. Amy couldn't take much more. She was panting, moaning, rocking back and forth across my body. Marie pulled her clit into her mouth and was working it with her tongue, making Amy hiss and her body start to shiver. Amy's pussy was tightening around me and her whole body was tightening as she approached climax. I started whispering, "I love you Amy. I love you. Come for us baby, come for Marie." Amy was saying again and again, "Yes, yes, God yes..." Then made a sharp sound, her body freezing for the briefest of instants- then she came, her pussy contracting hard on my cock while the climax took her, her stomach contracting down, her pussy flowing wet all around me. She hungrily sought my mouth and I kissed her. Before she was done I took charge again. I knew Amy had more in her, I had brought it out before. I held her tighter, pining her arms. I told Marie to keep going on her pussy – keep her clit in her mouth. Amy made a sound as though she was lost - she cried out, "Oh God, wait, no, I can't..." but I knew better and started a hard pushing motion inside her. Marie kept her pressure on Amy's clit and started her hands opening Amy underneath as she had to me. I felt Marie's smooth hands moving between Amy's ass, seeking. This made my cock swell and I knew it would not be long before I came again, this time inside Amy's smooth pussy walls. Amy's cries became louder, more frantic. "Ah! Ah! No, oh God..." I knew exactly when Marie's slim finger entered Amy's ass- Amy tightened, and I could not hold back – I came in her, my cock squirting inside her, covering her womb with my splash. Amy screamed, "Ah! Oh God - yes! Fuck me! Fuck meeee..." as she went over the edge again, this time losing all control, her legs quivering, her every muscle contracting as the orgasm rolled over her like a continuing wave, Marie rolling her clit in her mouth bringing peak after peak. Amy's womb came down and kissed the tip of my cock each time, her whole body in climax. We let her down then. Warmly, gently, we moved her until her head was resting on my chest. Amy had nearly fainted. She could not talk, catching her breath. Marie kissed her way up to us and gave me a long and deep kiss, sharing Amy with me. Her mouth was wet and full of come, tasting like Amy with a hint of my own come. "She filled my whole mouth," said Marie, grinning. "She came long and hard... It was wonderful." Amy reached out and pulled Marie over, kissing her, thanking her without words for everything she had just felt. I knew they were tasting Amy between them. Marie moved over and snuggled against Amy, keeping her warm between our bodies. She kissed Amy's shoulder and closed her eyes. I stroked Amy's skin and within minutes she was fast asleep. Marie's breathing was becoming deep and regular. I pulled up the covers thinking of these two, then closed my own eyes thinking of the evening to come. Hot August Summer Ch. 03 This is the 3rd chapter in this 'Amy' series. The three of them go to a club and meet another couple, bringing them back to the hotel. If people would like to see a 4th and final chapter, please let me know. I hope you enjoy it! * Late in the afternoon, I awoke to the sounds of the girls talking and laughing in the bath as they were getting ready to go out. I rolled out of bed and chased them out of the bath for a few minutes as I got ready myself. Amy lingered for a moment, running her nails down the muscles of my stomach, catching our reflection in the mirrors. "Like a statue," she purred. Then she ran out to join Marie as I showered up. We had decided to dinner in Cannes then club in Nice, perhaps going on to Monte Carlo. The concierge recommended a wonderful restaurant on Rue Saint Antoine, the romantic sloping street near the fort where restaurant after restaurant opens to the pedestrians wandering past. We secured a table in the perfect location to be able to talk and watch passers-by. The waiter joined us for a moment, sitting with us and recommending dishes while we looked at the menus. We were all hungry after the afternoon and decided quickly on a selection of fresh seafood and local vegetable dishes. We knew everything would be fresh, the fish from this morning's catch and the vegetables from today's farmers market. I chose a light wine to start with as we had the long night before us. The girls were gorgeous in their new clothes, in high spirits and chatting gaily. As the food arrived we dug in with gusto. I took a few moments to feed Amy a few bites from my plate, something she likes. Marie caught on and fed her too, making Amy blush a little in public but feeling very well looked after. One of the gentlemen from an adjoining table caught my eye, looked at the girls and winked, I cold not help but to smile and shrug – life was certainly good. Amy leaned in to Marie and in a voice only the three of us could hear asked, "How are you so very good with me, yet new to boys?" Marie stopped eating for a moment, blushing charmingly. "I was at all-girls schools until college," She smiled, more confident. "I have had several girlfriends... I like girls and boys, but have only had one boyfriend." She asked in return, "How did you come to seduce me so easily, so well on the train?" It was Amy's turn to blush, replying, "We've talked about it before. I've thought about it many times. It is something..." Amy could not quite finish, so I whispered in Marie's ear, "It's something she thinks about when she takes care of herself. The idea has made her come a thousand times." Amy protested, "It's your fault – you started it. You put the idea there." I smiled. "Guilty." Marie laughed and that set off Amy, sharing the laugh and raising her glass. We finished dinner and headed for the station. On the train we captured seats, Amy and Marie started giving whispered accounts of our first night together; what each was thinking and feeling. We were becoming ready for each other again, the girls squirming in their seats, my hardness returning. Before things could get out of hand we arrived in Nice and hurried to a dance club Marie's friends had talked about. After our long nap and dinner, the evening was starting and people were lining up outside the club. A few well placed Euros and we were in first, getting a table where we could see the floor. The music was club and house beats, it was very dark and there were fluorescent paintings and drawings all over the walls and pillars. It was about half full of people, all tan from their holidays and wearing very little in the August heat. Marie went to the bar, chatting with the bartender and coming back with drinks and telling us what she had learned about the club. The bartender told her there were a lot of ravers that loved the place, if we wanted to dance all night we had come to the right spot. Marie confessed she had never tried ecstasy or anything like that, but her friends had and told her it made them feel sensual and energized. We could expect a thronging dance floor full of hot young bodies wanting to touch and be touched. I took Amy's hand and we went to the floor. We were dancing close, it was getting packed. Other people were brushing up against us, not clumsily, but more for the body contact. Amy's eyes caught for a moment on a young man with an open shirt and hard, muscular chest. It was hard to tell who he was dancing with, but he was close to Amy and their eyes met. Then my arm was grabbed and it was Marie, coming out to join us. Marie started dancing against me, touching me with her hips, her arms, her chest. I looked over at Amy and saw her dancing now with this man. She looked over at us, and we smiled in return. He was next to her then, putting a hand on her hip and guiding her closer. Amy has always been an excellent dancer, and now she showed him how well she could move. He watched her for a bit, then moved even closer, holding her body against his own. I felt someone else against me, and had no idea who it was. Marie had moved until her legs were spread across my thigh and started lightly grinding on me. I put an arm around her hip and helped her on. Amy came back, a little flushed and wrapped herself around my other thigh. The music played on, thumping beats that made our bodies want to move. We were packed in among some very beautiful people, some couples, some just dancing. The girls were wearing mainly bikini tops with shorts, the men open shirts. Body contact was becoming more and more common and I felt a hand run up my back as the girls were giving themselves up to the music and the sensations. A lovely young girl came dancing beside Amy, running her hands over Amy's back, then across her shoulder. Amy closed her eyes and the girl ran her hand down over Amy's breast, then disappeared into the crowd. Marie gave a gasp as someone ran a hand across her ass, then around her stomach, then was gone. Amy lifted her head and needed a kiss, so I kissed her and felt her start as another hand glided over her, stroking her back. Some people were wearing glowing jewelry or holding glowing sticks, moving them with the music. Marie turned towards a very beautiful girl wearing a small swim top and started dancing with her. Amy held close to me, dancing on me, feeling the occasional touch around her body. The girl with Marie came closer to her and put her hands on Marie's hips, gently pulling Marie against her. Their legs went between each other's and they started moving together, each grinding on the other. Marie looked over with unbridled lust in her eyes as this girl leaned over and kissed Marie's shoulders. Marie's eyes went back to the girl and her hands went to her breasts, we could see her squeezing them and seeking the nipples through the top. They locked in a kiss. Amy and I were watching when a handsome young man came behind her, putting a hand on her back. Amy looked at me and I did not protest, the man coming in closer behind her. Together we pressed against her from both sides, he was pressing himself against her ass as I held her across my thigh. Amy whispered urgently, "I can feel him... can feel he is hard!" I kept moving against her as he ground himself into her ass, his hands now on her waist. Amy was making sounds in her throat, barely heard above the music. She was pressed in between two men wanting her; we were working her well between us. She threw her hands backwards and held his hips, holding him tight to her, the young man's hands now went to her breasts and she openly moaned. I held her hips tightly and kept the pressure between her legs. Her hips began bucking slightly and her eyes rolled back, her mouth making a 'O' as she came on my thigh, her legs clinching mine as it pulsed through her. The man smiled and kissed her neck, then disappeared. Amy went weak against me and I held her up, just swaying with her. I looked over to Marie and found her now between a couple, each of them pressing her sides. Marie was stroking the girl's stomach and had a hand on the man's hip. Each of them had one of Marie's breasts in one hand and they were holding them tight. Amy and I came up and held Marie from the other side, each of us holding her ass and kneading it firmly. Marie was held in this group of four, all of us taking something from her body. The girl came in closest and her hand went down between Marie's legs. I could not see what she was doing but Marie began so stiffen, her head rolling back. I grabbed her hair, not too hard, and pulled back as Amy's hands went around Marie's body. The man held Marie's hand to his hardness, his other hand roaming all over, including his girl and Amy. I held Marie's other hand to my hardness through my pants and she kept it there, finding the shape of my cock through the material. With a hard cock in each hand and a woman working her front and back, Marie let out a low moan and shuddered hard, her body ours for the taking. Now Marie became limp in our arms. I turned to Amy and suggested we sit for a time. She agreed, so smiling to the other couple and keeping the girls with me, we wound our way back to our table. They were both flushed and heavily overheated. Each held one of my thighs at the table, wanting constant contact. Amy's hands could not stay away from my hard cock under the table, holding and stroking it through my pants. Marie told us she had never experienced anything like this before and we had to agree. They each confessed that they had come on the dance floor from the attention. I kissed each one in turn, Amy first, then Marie. Marie looked out and suddenly perked up, calling, "Clarisse! Phillip! Ici, mes cheri!" Amy and I saw a handsome young couple waving to Marie and threading their way over. They approached, both kissed Marie and we all made introductions. Phillip and Clarisse were friends from college, having graduated this June and enjoying a summer break before going to work. I went to get drinks for all while they caught up. When I got back they were comfortably arranged; Marie on the end, Clarisse next to her, then Phillip and Amy. I squeezed in next to Amy and she didn't seem to mind being between Phillip and me at all. As the friends talked, Amy could not seem to stop staring at Phillip. He was a good looking man, with thick brown hair and a square jaw. His shirt was open to the waist and his muscles were hard. Clarisse was a brunette, with large dark eyes and a ravishing figure. After a time talking, I suggested we go to the dance floor again. Amy and Marie's eyes got big, and they agreed readily. This time I made certain Amy was near Phillip while Marie and Clarisse started dancing together. Dancing with Amy, I asked her if she found Phillip attractive. She blushed and stammered a bit, which was all the answer I needed. I moved over and asked Phillip if he would dance with Amy for a bit. He agreed with a smile and moved towards Amy. I went towards our table, pretending to be thirsty while keeping an eye on the crowd. Amy could not keep the smile off her face as she danced next to Phillip. She was showing him some good moves which he seemed to appreciate. The crowd got thick around them and I knew things would be much hotter between all of them. I saw a hand move across Amy's hips and stomach and a girl's hand move over Phillip's back and ass. Marie and Clarisse were closer than ever and seemed to be moving together. I went back out and Phillip moved aside to let me have Amy, I said "No, let's dance with her together," and moved behind her. She leaned back against me for a moment, then started dancing for both of us. Amy was in fine form tonight. She was uninhibited and free with her smiles. The crowd became thicker, the three of us moving together. We for what seemed to be hours, each of us enjoying the room and the music. Hands roamed freely, my legs and chest and ass were explored while I could not help but to touch the flat and hard stomachs of the beauties around me. One touch to a tan young blonde brushing the underside of her breasts. She gave me a smile, grabbed my hand and squeezed it into her breast, warm and soft. Then she was gone. I turned back to Amy and found her nearly against Phillip, both of them looking intently at the other. I came up behind her and pressed to her back, moving her slightly towards Phillip. She put her hand on his shoulder and he moved in, his hand now on her waist. With my leg I opened her thighs, then moved her the last inch onto Phillip. Her legs were wrapped around his thigh, her arms around his shoulders as I pressed myself into her back, beginning to bite her neck and shoulders. She was shivering between us, unable to control her lust. Marie and Clarisse moved by, Clarisse running a hand through Phillip's hair and remarking, "I think he has found a new friend!" We broke up and moved towards the table, Amy not wanting to leave the dance floor and this new feeling. I whispered to her, "You'll be well taken care of tonight, I promise." She agreed, not letting go of my hand all the while. I saw her holding Phillip's hand also as we approached our seats. Marie and Clarisse were already there, close together, enjoying each other immensely. Aside, I questioned Phillip. He told me they had been lovers in school and were still very close. We looked at them and both smiled, imagining these two together. Amy was impatient for Phillip to sit so she could take her place between us. This told me all I needed to know for the evening. It was becoming very late. I suggested we continue the party back at our hotel. Clarisse and Phillip looked at Marie and she gave them a very positive nod. It was settled then. We went out into the hot night, Marie and Clarisse ahead, arm in arm; Amy between Phillip and I, holding our hands. Phillip was complimenting Amy on her new clothes, letting his eyes roam over her. Amy was letting him go on, enjoying the attentions from this handsome young man. She squeezed my hand from time to time, wanting me to know she had not forgotten about me. At the station, we walked to the quai and had only a few minutes to wait. Amy slowed down and Phillip went on ahead with the girls. Amy flung me back behind a pillar, putting her weight against me, kissing me hard, putting her tongue deep in my mouth. We kissed for a minute, then she pulled back. "Don't tease me," She said. "Can I have him tonight?" She said this with such earnestness, desire in her eyes. I held her close. "I promised you would be well taken care of. You will be." The train came and we scrambled aboard. As late as it was, there were few people on it and none in our car. We all sat close together, talking and laughing. Marie and Clarisse were holding hands now, and Amy could not keep herself from touching Phillip when they spoke. Phillip was leaning close to her ear when he talked, and she touched a lock of his hair and put it back in place. We arrived in Cannes and nearly ran to the hotel. At the desk I ordered champagne for our room and we headed for the elevator. In the tight confines of the elevator, we were all pressed together. We laughed, and then Marie and Clarisse turned to each other and there was an electric moment. They kissed then, their arms wrapping around each other, their mouths moving. That was enough to set off Amy, who put her hand to my cheek, kissed me, and then moved to Phillip, raising her head and kissing him fully on the mouth. Phillip responded immediately, holding Amy in his arms and returning the kiss with some passion. I felt hands on my shoulder and it was Marie and Clarisse, each leaning towards me. I kissed Marie, then Clarisse, tasting her. I ran my hands over each, the tight body of Marie, the full figure of Clarisse. The elevator opened and we ran for the room. I had barely opened it when everyone piled inside. There was a mad moment of clothes being torn off – Clarisse tearing off Marie's top, Phillip and I pulling on Amy's clothes, and then we went to the bedroom. I kept Amy between Phillip and me, pushing her back onto the bed. She struggled for a moment and Phillip instantly held her down, holding her, kissing her while I pulled off the short skirt and panties. Amy was nude now before us and Phillip took his time admiring her body. She writhed under his gaze, wanting to be seen, wanting to be touched. Marie and Clarisse were consumed in each other, Clarisse had Marie on her back and her hand between Marie's legs, telling her she remembered how Marie felt, how she tasted. Marie was holding on to Clarisse with both hands, her body wanting more. I took off my clothes while Phillip kissed his way down Amy's stomach. I brought my hard cock to Amy's mouth and she pulled it in, needing to please. Phillip stripped and went between her legs, kissing the inside of her thighs, working towards her wetness. Amy moaned loudly around my cock as Phillip's mouth touched her and started working the folds of her, taking his time. I laid beside Amy, letting her continue on my cock, and found Clarisse's back to me. Reaching around, I held her breasts, kissed her back and started to unbutton her tight pants. She helped and pulled off her panties as well. I lay between her legs, my cock nursed in Amy's mouth, and started kissing up Clarisse's thighs, her mouth busy on Marie's breasts, making urgent sounds. Amy had enough of Phillip's mouth. She pulled away from me for a moment and told him, "Fuck me. Fuck me now. Put it in me." Phillip raised up, smiling, his cock ready for her. He held it in one hand and pushed the tip in, then looking up to her eyes, pushed harder into her. Amy's hips left the bed, her legs wrapping around his waist, trying to pull him in deeper. He moved back and forth and was sunk deep into her. She let out a groan, then reached over and pulled me into her mouth again. Phillip held her up by her hips and began doing her hard, his muscled body straining into her. She lost my cock for a moment and cried out, her legs stretching out wide, her toes pointing as the muscles in her legs tightened. I held her mouth to me as Phillip thrust into her and knew she was being well taken care of. Above me I heard gasping, and saw Marie writhe as Clarisse's mouth was upon her. I concentrated on Clarisse's wetness, allowing time for her to enjoy a movement, then changing to another, each a little more towards her most sensitive spot. Clarisse was loud in her moans, and Marie giggled, "I had forgotten how much noise you make!" She pulled Clarisse's head up and pressed her mouth on Clarisse's, putting her tongue into Clarisse's mouth as I pulled her clit into my own. Clarisse's hips started shaking as I worked her clit around with my tongue. Marie was pulling her nipples quite hard and Clarisse was tensing throughout her entire body. I took my fingers and put them inside her, curving them to touch the front wall of her pussy, and started moving them in her. That sent Clarisse over the edge, crying out and bucking her hips on my mouth. I let her come down slowly, wanting her ready for more soon. Amy was having trouble keeping me in her mouth as Phillip's thrusting was becoming more urgent. Her gasps matched his strokes and she was building up towards an explosive orgasm. I moved down to hold her, whispering into her ear, "Yes, darling... Open to him, take all of him." She could only gasp as he neared climax inside her. I held her tight, encouraging her on, whispering to her as Phillip gasped, "Dieu – I'm coming!" and thrust mightily into her, pumping his come deep into her womb. Amy cried out and came down on him, his passion igniting her orgasm. They came together and kissed as he squirted inside her, finishing deep in her. He held there for a time, kissing gently, holding her, keeping her warm. Hot August Summer Ch. 03 I moved up to Marie and Clarisse, ready for my own climax. Marie saw this and pulled Clarisse on top of her, face to face, reaching her hands down and opening Clarisse's legs to me. "Give it to her," she said. "Give her some of you. I want her to feel it." I kneeled between Clarisse's legs and pressed against her wet lips. One hand on her shoulder, I pushed up into her, felt her surround me with warm, soft woman. I pushed further and Clarisse moaned; Marie took her face between her hands and watched her expression closely as I entered her. I sunk deep into her, feeling her inside, wrapped tight around me. I started moving in her, slowly at first, wanting to last. Marie held Clarisse tightly to her breast, holding her for me to take, telling me to do her well, make her come. I felt the bed move and saw Amy pushing Phillip onto his back. She held his cock tightly and straddled over it, guiding it in. She held her hands on his chest and started riding him, grinding against him, taking pleasure from his young, strong body. I could not help but to push harder into Clarisse, her body bringing out my desire, making me crazy. Marie was holding her, telling me to do her and I was willingly taking her. My cock was growing inside her and it would not be long before she felt my splashes inside. I held her hips with both hands and began pushing into her fast, my cock about to burst. Clarisse was crying out, echoing around the room in her passion. Marie held her tightly, talking in her ear, telling her, "here it comes, mon cher... here he comes in you, just for you..." Amy looked over and our eyes met, she grinding on this young man, I was pushing into this beauty. Her look touched me and I cried her name as I squirted into Clarisse, one, two, three intense splashes filling her up, making her insides even wetter as I continued to thrust, squirting more come into her body. Clarisse was moaning into Marie's breast, telling her how good it felt, telling her how much come was filling her body. I leaned over and kissed Amy, my cock still pulsing in Clarisse. Our mouths met and Amy ground harder onto Phillip, wanting his pleasure. Amy was taking her time with Phillip, going fast, then slow, then doing circles on him. He was holding her breasts in his hands, kneading them, leaning up to take one, and then the other into his mouth. Marie moved Clarisse onto her back and moved up to give herself to Clarisse's mouth. Clarisse went in like a thirsty animal, Marie holding her head there and telling her how it felt, how it was just like when they were at school. I was still hard, ready to give more. Amy was grinding now, teasing slow movements on Phillip. I went to the bath and got the bottle of lotion, covering my length thickly. I then got behind Amy and moved close to her, one hand on her shoulder. I pushed her forward, keeping her on Phillip as she bent over. She kissed his neck and chest as I held her forward with one hand. She started to understand what was happening and protested for a moment, but it was too late- I had my tip against her anus and was pushing in, not listening to her protests, wanting her to have something she had never had before. I slid in slowly and she was tight, every muscle in her back moving in need. Her hips moved involuntarily and another inch slid inside; she moaned loudly and moved on Phillip and I could feel him inside her also. He was watching her face as I pushed more inside, until I was fully in. We all held still for a moment, allowing her to adjust to this new feeling. She moved first, groaning with every breath. Phillip and I then established a rhythm in her, moving into her, each time she moved one of us would be sinking deeply into her body. Amy was beyond words, her body completely taken over. I could feel Phillip's cock inside her, moving in her, could feel her body begin to contract on us and knew we could all feel it. Marie saw Amy was lost in passion and left Clarisse for a moment, bringing her mouth to Amy's, her hands to Amy's breasts. Clarisse came and took Amy's other side, kissing and stroking her stomach. Marie's tongue was inside Amy's mouth, Clarisse pulling her nipples while our cocks were ravishing her. I began thrusting hard into her, holding her down, making her take it. Phillip thrust his hips up to her, putting everything he had inside her body. Marie and Clarisse were helping her in every way, their bodies against her, kissing her, stroking her, squeezing her breasts, pulling her nipples. Amy was contracting hard on our cocks, making noises with every thrust, close to climax. I could feel her start to bear down on Phillip's cock, knew that she was on the edge. Marie leaned in and whispered, "Come, lover. Come on these beautiful cocks. Let us all feel you come..." Amy's moans became a cry, calling out, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" This touched off Phillip, crying out, his hips thrusting up into Amy. I could feel his cock swell and pulse with every squirt inside Amy's body. He set me off, my cock splashing in her backside, her tightness milking each squirt out of me. Amy gave a long cry and came, her muscles squeezing our cocks tightly, her womb bearing down upon Phillip again and again. Marie and Clarisse kept her there, holding her breasts, encouraging her on as Amy rode us through her orgasm. Amy could not stop moving, her hips having a will of their own, wanting to pull every drop from Phillip and I. The girls cooed and purred, stroking Amy's skin, bringing her back to earth. Amy leaned to each in turn, kissing them gratefully, lovingly. Then she leaned down and kissed Phillip, thanking him as well. I pulled out of her gently, then went to wash. When I came back, she was being attended to by the three of them, all kissing, touching, stroking her. Marie took charge and they pulled Amy up until her head was on the pillows, pulling the covers up over her, tucking her in. Marie opened one side of the covers and invited me in to hold her. I kissed Clarisse and told them all goodnight, snuggling in beside Amy. Phillip and Clarisse quietly went to the spare bedroom, and Marie got in the other side of Amy, snuggling close against her. Amy was making small sounds, not even awake as we held her warmly. My arm around her shoulders and Marie's hand upon her breast, Amy went to sleep and soon, we joined her.