0 comments/ 20770 views/ 1 favorites More Adventures with Tony Ch. 1 By: Salsa105 Oh, how we slept...wrapped around each other, snuggling closer whenever one of us moved. It was early afternoon when we finally stirred, feeling very lazy, but oh, so content with each other. Tony suggested we get dressed and go sightseeing. I really didn't want to go anywhere, but Tony said he had to do an errand and we could do it on the way. As I appeared a bit reluctant to even want to get out of bed, Tony grinned and said we would end up at the club where we had dinner with Ronnie the night before. That was enough for me. He said he might even have another surprise for me. I got up and dressed in the same outfit I wore last night. The low-cut top scarf, and the short skirt, with just the thigh-top stockings this time. It was really getting a bit warm to be wearing a garter belt. Several hours later, our sightseeing trip ended at the club. Tony had made on stop along the way, returning to the car with a small package in his hand. He just grinned and wouldn't give me any hint as to what was in the package. I noticed that he carried the package inside the club with him, and laid it on the seat of our booth. We had a great dinner. There were very few people in the club, so I didn't think it was unusual for the waiter to be so attentive. I realized if I took deep breaths, the scarf stuck to my nipples and they weren't so revealing. Tony realized this, so he reached over and pulled the scarf free. He always seemed to have me laughing when the waiter was heading for our table...I knew the waiter could look right down the front of my vest, and I could feel myself blushing every time this happened. Tony seemed to enjoy my discomfiture. At one point, while we were just talking over dessert, he asked me to spread my legs, like I did the night before, so one leg was over his. With my short skirt, this was easy to do. I felt Tony's fingers rubbing the insides of my thighs, and working up to where my wet pussy was waiting for his caresses. Feeling totally exposed, my tits half hanging out of my vest top, Tony's hand up against my clit, fingers inside my pussy, I could feel the heat rising in my body. "Tony, you have to stop...the waiter is coming over and I KNOW he will be able to see what is going on". "The hell I will, I can't see any reason to stop for him". With that, he knocked over a piece of silverware onto the floor. He apologized to the waiter, who bent down to retrieve it from the floor. I was FROZEN in my seat. With a gasp I realized the waiter was now looking under the table to my wide-open spread legs and Tony's fingers playing with my pussy. I attempted to close my legs, but Tony had anticipated my doing this, and he spread his hand, extending his fingers, so I couldn't close my legs. The waiter stood up and just looked at me. I realized the front of his pants were now swollen...oh no, he had really seen me! I looked at Tony and realized he was enjoying this immensely. To my utter chagrin, Tony looked up at the waiter and asked his name, acting as if nothing had happened. He said his name was Peter. Peter was younger than we were, obviously worked out, as his tshirt was stretched tight over a muscular chest. His hair was short. He was in the military and moonlighting, as so many of them had to do. Tony invited him to sit down with us for a few minutes. After checking the rest of his customers, he slid in the booth on the other side of me. Tony asked him if he would like to give me a quick feel. Peter needed no further invitation. Over my weak protests to Tony, I felt this strong strange hand exploring my clit and pussy. A total stranger...yet, I could feel myself squirming and spreading myself wider to let the exploring fingers find their way into my hot dark pussy. I could see Peter wanting to touch my tits, but there were too many people around. In a few minutes, he withdrew his fingers from my pussy, got up, and went back to work. I looked at Tony and asked him what was going on? I could see the look of excitement in his eyes, so I knew he had something in mind. "Well, I know most of your fantasies and I think I am going to see how many I can fulfill for you while you are here. Trust me". With that, he took the package and he told me to go to the restroom and put it on, according to the instructions. He said to remove my panties and bring them back with me. Before he gave it to me, he opened one end of the package, removed a small black object, and put it in his pocket. When I went to the restroom and was safely in private in one of the stalls, I opened the package. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was a small soft plastic device, shaped like a butterfly, but with straps attached. According to the instructions, I was to put the straps around my thighs and waist. The small, heart-shaped plastic piece was to be placed against my clit, spreading the lips to each side as I did so. The very tip of the device was to be against the sensitive knob that was enfolded within. It certainly felt strange, but I fastened the straps tightly enough so the plastic was tight against my pussy lips. I felt waves of excitement course through my body as I slowly walked back to the table. The little butterfly was rubbing against my clit with every step I took, sending waves of warmth through my body. As I approached the table, I could see Peter sitting with Tony. I didn't know what to do. I thought everyone in the club must notice that something was different with me. I was just getting ready to sit down when Tony asked me to just stand in front of the table. I was puzzled at the expectant look on both their faces. Something was going on and I had absolutely NO idea what. Peter slid out of the booth and stood behind me, so close I could feel the swelling of his cock against my ass. Tony pulled the small black object out of his pocket. Instantly, I felt as if I was being shocked. I grabbed for the edge of the table, as a sudden intense climax roared through me. I was shuddering from the unexpected assault on my already aroused clit and pussy. Peter grabbed me around the waist and eased me into the booth. Both men were grinning from ear-to-ear. What I had on was a dildo that was being operated by a remote control...IN TONY'S HANDS! To Be Continued... More Adventures With Tony Ch. 2 Now I knew why Peter was standing behind me. I bit my tongue to keep myself from letting out a yell. My knees went weak and I grabbed for the edge of the table. Peter pressed his body up against me so I wouldn’t collapse on the floor. He put both his arms around me and eased me down onto the seat in the booth. Both men were grinning from ear-to-ear. Tony said, “Damn, this really works”!!! He pressed the button again, and shudders went through my body as I climaxed again. My clit was in spasms, almost to the point of hurting, as I leaned back against the wall of the booth. I spread my legs wide, to ease the waves of sensations emitting from my pussy, cascading outwards to every point of my body. Tony looked at Peter and suggested that they check to see if the butterfly really was working. I felt two hands on my legs, searching for the object that was pressing against my clit. Their fingers eased around the edge of it and slid into my pussy. “Boy, is she ever wet...I have never felt anyone so wet just from a couple of quick jabs from a dildo," said Peter. Tony looked at Peter and asked him if he would like to continue this fun somewhere else. Peter didn’t even hesitate. He replied in the affirmative, adding that he was finished working for the night, AND that he had a small apartment upstairs. I had gotten my breath back by then. I turned to both of them and asked if I had any “sayso” in the matter. What if I didn’t want to go along with this...Tony said nothing...he just pressed the button on the remote control. I groaned as shock waves pulsed thru my body. I KNEW I would do whatever Tony suggested. There was NO way of taking those straps off, not while I was at the table. The thought of having sex with a complete stranger was a turnoff at first, but Tony assured me he would be with me the entire time. I was still wobbly when I got on my feet. The little jolts that Tony was sending thru my clit reminded me to do exactly as he demanded. Each man tucked an arm under my elbows, to steady me, as we headed for the stairs at the back of the club. Peter’s apartment was small but neat. He only stayed in it when he worked late hours and it was too far to get in his car and drive back to the base. Peter stood in front of me, looking at me from top to bottom. Tony stood behind me, his arms around my waist, the remote control device still in one hand. Peter asked to see what would happen if Tony pressed the button while I was standing up. All he had seen before was from behind, or when I was partially hidden under the tablecloth. “No, No," I groaned, as I felt the tingle and the shock of the dildo, as it seemed to reach the innermost part of me. I arched my back, head thrown back against Tony’s shoulder. Tony held onto me and told Peter to reach and squeeze my tits. I was into spasms as Tony pressed the button to match the jerking of my body. Having Peter’s hands on my tits made it worse. I was having multiple orgasms, one after another. Peter said he wanted to see what was causing all these spasms, so he reached down, unzipped my skirt, and pulled it off. With no panties on, he could see the straps and the dildo and the swollen lips of my clit. He reached down, around the dildo and inserted first one finger, and then two and three, into my hot throbbing pussy. I wanted more than fingers up my cunt and I started begging. “Damn it, you both have teased me enough. I want to be fucked right now, by both of you. I don’t want any dildo jerking me off. I want to feel that hard hot meat inside me and I don’t care how you do it. Just please fuck me," I half screamed and moaned. “Boy, you said she was hot, she needs to be cooled down and I know just how to do it," said Peter. Tony pulled my arms up over my head. Peter pulled my top up and off, exposing my tits and nipples. Tony grabbed for my tits and was squeezing them as we both watched Peter take off his clothes. When he took off his jeans, his rock hard dick burst into view. We both knew he was hot for sex. There wouldn’t be any more foreplay going on now. Peter was ready and, from the nudging of a hard cock against my ass crack, I knew Tony was ready too. Peter reached down and had the straps and the dildo off in a flash. I was fully exposed to him now. Peter lay down on the bed and Tony told me to straddle him and sit on his cockhead, while he took off his clothes...then he would help. By this time, the building could have been on fire and I wouldn’t have cared. I climbed up on the bed, straddled Peter, and reached for his throbbing dick. I rubbed his dick on my clit, letting it get wet from the juices that were already running out of my cunt. I rubbed it back and forth a few time, then centered it at the entrance to my pussy. I was going to slide down on it easy, a little at a time, to tease Peter like he had been teasing me. Tony could see that Peter was getting impatient, so he reached for my waist and pushed me down, hard and fast. Thank heavens I was wet, for it was tight at first. Peter reached for my tits, alternating squeezing and caressing them, and just brushing the tips of them with his tongue. I couldn’t help it. I had to move up and down on his cock. I couldn’t wait for Tony. I was moaning and mouthing words, tumbling out of my mouth. “Hurry hurry, I want to cum,,,,,,,,oh fuck me like you have never fucked anyone in your life”! Tony wasn’t completely free of his clothes when the first explosion came from both of us. I struggled to get away from the hands and mouth on my tits, which only seated me more firmly on that raging cock, spewing liquid fire throughout my body. I bucked...I rolled...I pushed...I sucked...I dug into that wonderful heat spreading all through me. I couldn’t get enough...I rode him until I had NO more strength in my body. With one last shuddering spasm, I collapsed on top of Peter’s chest. I just wanted to lie there and rest. Tony leaned down and whispered for me to open my eyes. Right in front of my face was his monster cock, hard and swollen. “Rest? I don’t think so...I need to be fucked...” To Be Continued... More Adventures With Tony Ch. 3 When I could catch my breath, I rolled off Peter's chest and lay on my side. Tony laid down behind me, reached his arm around and started playing with my tits. I thought I was completely drained, but lying between two men started to turn me on again. Peter told Tony that it was now his turn to have a little attention from me. Peter got to his feet, and stood at the edge of the bed. He told me to stay on my left side, but to move to the edge, with my knees drawn up. He told Tony to lie on HIS left side and position himself so his prick would be at my mouth. Peter said it would be like the "69" position but Tony was NOT to touch my pussy. Puzzled but curious, Tony moved into the position Peter had suggested. Peter then told me to open my mouth and give Tony some much needed sucking. Tony's cock has not deflated at all, if anything, it was harder. I put one arm in between his legs so I could caress his ass checks and tease his asshole. With my other hand, I reached for his balls and squeezed them. Tony's cock immediately got twice as hard and it stuck straight out from his body. Peter was standing at the edge of the bed, watching me. "Now, slut, let's see some action from you. . . take that cock all the way into your mouth. . . NOW! Quit bullshitting around. I want to see you take all of him in your mouth. Jam him down your throat"!! Tony's cock started to quiver as I did what Peter demanded. Tony was hot and hard. I had to tongue my mouth's wetness, so he could slide in easier. As Tony felt my finger at his asshole, and my mouth sucking on his dick, his ass started pushing it further and further into my mouth, until I was almost choking. I was SO full of that throbbing hot piece of meat. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Peter pulling and stroking on his cock, back and forth, until it was so hard it stood out from his body. His balls were swollen to twice their size. With his free hand, Peter was clenching his fingers into my ass cheeks, hands splayed wide. I jerked forward from the sudden pain, which impaled me onto Tony's stiff and throbbing cock. Peter started talking again, but more to Tony than to me. "Now, Tony, I am going to give you the treat of a lifetime. I want you to watch what I am doing and then I want you to tell us what you see, in every detail". Tony just nodded his head, half paying attention, as every nerve in his body was centered on the sucking on his cock. He could hear the slurping sounds of my mouth, as my wetness covered his cock and dripped over onto his balls. Peter reached for my bent legs and straightened them out. My left leg extended straight out from the edge of the bed. Peter stood on either side of my leg. I felt him clamp his legs firmly around mine, so I couldn't move it. Then, I gasped in pain, for I felt him take my right leg and extend it straight up to his shoulder. I thought I was going to be split in two, being stretched out that way. It hurt!! I tried to free my leg and bring it down, but Peter held onto it and rubbed my leg down to my thigh, until I relaxed, and my leg was firmly braced against his shoulder. I had heard of the "bow and arrow" position but I had never known anyone who could actually do it. Peter looked down at Tony and told him not to move his cock from where it was, imbeded deep into my mouth and throat. He was to move over as close as he could to my pussy, so he could see everything up close. Tony needed NO urging at this point. He was just inches away from my pussy, with Peter's huge cock swinging in the air just above my cunt. "Now Tony her pussy is wide open, stretched until it could almost split her in two. . . she can't move. Tell us what you see", commanded Peter. Tony was turned on by the sight of me, spread wide open. He was half raised up on one elbow so he could watch me sucking on his dick, and seeing the reaction of my pussy. I was so hot from sucking on that cock, that I wanted to be fucked. . . but nothing was happening. No cock, no fingers. . . I couldn't speak to let them know I wanted someone to stick their cock inside me. I was sucking faster and faster, tasting the precum juice oozing from the slit at the end of Tony's cockhead. Tony started describing what he could see in front of him. "Oh yes, she is hot and she IS ready for some serious fucking. Her clit lips are all swollen and almost purple from the excitement my cock is giving her. Look how wet she is, her pussy lips and cunt are glistening, waiting to be serviced". Tony looked down at me and growled, "tell us you want to be fucked. . . tell us you want to screw us both so badly, you will do anything to cum". My face was flushed with the exertion of going up and down on Tony's cock. I nodded my head because I was so full of cock I couldn't speak. Peter told Tony to take his fingers and finger fuck me, but slowly. He was to just put his finger inside my pussy, to get it wet from my juices and then spread this wetness over my clit lips. Then he told Tony to spread my lips and gently stroke on the knob that was just showing. Tony needed NO encouragement. . . the heat in his groin was almost unbearable, he wanted to cum so badly. He knew he had to hold off so he could watch and see what Peter was going to do next. When Tony started stroking and rubbing on my clit, I thought I was going crazy. I wanted to jerk and thrash my hips, but I was held totally fast by Peter's legs and my right leg up against his shoulder. I could only moan with wanting to be fucked. I was going to cum if Tony kept playing with my clit and button Tony drove my wild, inserting one finger in my pussy, then coming out all wet, trailing the moisture up the lips of my clit and then back down again Peter was rock hard, watching me suck on Tony's hard tool, while Tony was finger fucking me. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. Peter bent down just a little and started rubbing his cockhead where Tony's fingers had been. Peter told Tony to spread my lips to each side and watch his cock slowly drive me into spasms. Tony watched in awe, as the moistness he had dug out of my pussy slowly coated the shaft and tip of Peter's cock. Peter placed the head of his dick at the entrance of my pussy. Tony said he could see my pussy quivering, the inside muscles trying to suck him in, moisture oozing out around Peter's cock. Tony said this was better than movie closeups. Very slowly, for Tony's benefit, Peter would push his cock in an inch, stop, hold it there, and then pull back out. My pussy lips puckered inward as he did this, but then when he pulled back out, my pussy looked like it was stuck to the side of his shaft. In and out Peter went, easing in a little further each time. The sight of Peter's cock, inserting and withdrawing in that hot wet pussy, was more than Tony could stand. Peter groaned and told Tony he would see that he was given the suck of a lifetime. Tony started to yell that he was coming and, at that precise moment, Peter, at my pussy entrance, made one swift stroke and jammed himself in, all the way. The jolt was like an electric shock going through my body and I opened up my throat even more. Tony and his cum spurted into my throat, over and over again. . . strong hard spasms. . . that matched the sudden hard forceful driving into my pussy. Peter's strokes matching the spasms emitting from Tony's body. Peter used all his strength to hold me in place and, by not being able to move my legs, every stroke he made into me, went right to the bottom and set me on fire. With Tony jet-streaming hot thick cum into my throat and the frantic deep jabs from Peter, I exploded into one spasm after another, being forced to keep my body still. Each thrust by Tony and Peter only intensified the electricity that was coursing through my body. I couldn't get enough of Tony in my mouth. . . his cum filing me and spilling out of the corners of my mouth. Tony was being drained dry at one end, and was watching fucking right in front of his face, which kept his climax going, one after another. Peter could watch both of us, clenching and jerking, the white thick cum oozing around Tony's cock. That was all Peter needed as, with one last driving stroke, his throbbing aching cock ejected so much cum, I could feel myself filling up and spilling over and around his prick. The three of us came together, each spasm setting off each other, so as one orgasm ended, another started. There seemed no end to the sensations that rushed over us. . . in us. . . and around us. Peter slowly let my leg come off his shoulder, and stepped aside from my other leg. He placed them both back on the bed. I couldn't move. I still had Tony's cock in my mouth, feeling it grow soft and then slide out of my mouth. None of us could move. . . the completeness of all of us cumming at the same time. We couldn't move, or talk. . . we just lay there, the three of us wrapped together. Tony, again, had fulfilled one of my deepest fantasies. I wondered if this was the end. As I drifted off into sleep, I was thinking that I still had a few days left of my vacation.