23 comments/ 115783 views/ 35 favorites Anonymous Lover Ch. 05 By: Hot_Sister This is one of the interwoven stories concerning David, his sister Beth, and his girlfriend Susan. To better understand the context of this story you might want to read "Seducing Susan" which I wrote a few months ago and which describes how she finds David having sex and leaves him, and how Beth becomes her secret lover. Having said that, if you choose not to read it I'm sure you'll pick up the basic background. This story contains explicit descriptions of brother-sister consensual sex, group sex and anal sex. If you are offended by any of these themes, move on to more romantic stories -- this one is not for you! I try and make my stories realistic but at the end of the day, they are acts of fiction. If you don't think people would behave like this, don't break my balls over it....sometimes fact is stranger than fiction - and actually I don't really care! All characters are entirely fictitious and all are over the age of 18. Enjoy! ***** Susan lay next to me, her head resting on my shoulder. Her face was still flushed from our exertion, a sheen of sweat on her brow. I could still smell the heavy scent of sex lingering in the room, and taste the sweetness of her vaginal juice on my lips. My pussy felt swollen from her attention, first from her mouth and then from the vibrator she had used on me. I felt drowsy, my desire sated -- although I knew that in half an hour she would want more. Her sexual drive was much higher than mine. After a moment she spoke softly. "Beth?" "Yes." "Are you happy with our relationship?" "Yes." "Don't you ever feel you want more?" I turned my head so that I could see her face. "What do you mean? Are you unhappy with me? Didn't I satisfy you?" "No, no. It was great. It's just that I'm feeling -- I mean, I want....more." "More sex?" She hesitated, her eyes on my face. "Not more as in greater quantity. Just greater variety." I regarded her. "I've tried just about everything I know on you, Susan. There's no orifice, crack or crevice on your body that I haven't licked, tickled, tasted or fucked. I don't know how to give you any more variety." She reached up and touched my face gently. "Don't be angry. These last few months have been fantastic....you're fantastic". She hesitated, and I could see that she was choosing her words carefully. "I guess I'm a heterosexual at heart, though. You know... I miss having a guy in my bed." She smiled. "After a while plastic and rubber just doesn't feel the same, even if it is you using it on me." "So what are you saying? Are you asking me to butt out?" "No! Absolutely not! I'm just saying that I'd like to get a man over from time to time." She looked at me. "After all, you're still getting it on with your guy, aren't you -- in between our sessions, I mean." "Yeah -- but..." She laughed. "There you go, then. It's hardly fair if you are getting man sex outside of our relationship and I'm not. I just want to branch out a little. Perhaps -" she stopped, and I could see the beginnings of a faint blush on her cheeks. "Perhaps what?" "Nothing." I persisted. "What were you going to say? Perhaps...." She fiddled with a corner of a pillow that stuck up between us. "I was going to say perhaps -" "Yes?" "- you would consider joining in." I stared at her. "A threesome?" "Or four." She pushed herself up on her elbow so that she was looking into my face. "You could get your guy and I'll get mine, and the four of us could play all sorts of interesting games. What do you think?" "I don't think my guy would be up for anything like that." "Hmmm. He'd be the first man in history not to be interested in having two pussies in his bed, then. Still, if you say so." She smiled. "I guess a threesome isn't a bad option, though. How about that?" "Susan, I don't just fuck anyone....I need to know the guy. There has to be chemistry -- you know, mutual attraction. The moment has to be right. I can't agree to this without knowing him." I paused, watching her face. "I didn't know you had anyone in the background -- who is he?" "My last boyfriend...we were pretty hot before I caught him fucking out of watch, and I dumped him. I think he's done his time, though, so I'll look him up. I reckon you'd like him too. He's great in the sack, and he has the same temperament as you." I stared at her without speaking. Her last boyfriend was my brother, David, and the girl he had been fucking when she caught him was me. My world had just got a whole lot more complicated. *********** I had to admit that Susan had a point, though -- there was something viscerally satisfying about having a thick cock stretching you open. I was on my hands and knees on the bed, my hair flowing over the pillow, my hands clasping the sheet. My ass was pushed up, and I was waiting for him. The mattress compressed as David climbed onto it, standing up, and he swung one leg over my back so that he straddled me. He placed his hands on my shoulders to support himself, and I felt the weight of his genitals briefly resting against the crack of my ass, thick and heavy. David had fixed a large mirror to the wall next to the bed, and I could see us through the gap between my thighs. I looked at the reflection of the two figures on the bed: David's taut buttocks, smooth and muscular, his thighs tensed with the weight of his body as he crouched over me. I could see the tight, crinkled eye of his ass, and below it the sack of his scrotum and the outline of his balls in it. His thick shaft, engorged with blood, was bobbing as he sought to engage it inside me, the head distended and angry. I could see my own ass, smooth and pale against his darker skin, my thighs open and my swollen sex pushed back, ready to receive him. The lips of my cunt were parted slightly and glistened with moisture in the soft light. He moved himself down a little to position himself, then he eased forward and I felt the bulbous head of his cock pressing against my sex. For a few seconds my vulva resisted entry, and then I stretched open and the head of his cock popped into me. I felt him pause as he savoured the tightness of that first penetration, delighting in the grip of my cunt as it struggled to accommodate his thickness. The lips of my pussy fluttered briefly around his shaft, then he pushed forward again, the muscles in his thighs and buttocks driving his rod deep into me. I felt the thickness of him fill my belly, and my body was suffused with the heat of him. His mouth was close to my ear and I heard him grunt softly with satisfaction as he entered me. "Jesus, Beth! That's good! That's really tight." "You're fucking me, David. You're fucking your sister again. My cunt is really tight for you." "God, yes. Tell me you like your brother's cock inside you." "I love my big brother's cock. I can feel it deep inside me. Stretch me open...fill me up." "I will, I will. I'll fill up your cunt with my prick." Long, slow strokes, the weight of his body on my shoulders, pushing me into the mattress. His prick was like a steel rod, stretching me open, reaching far into me. As he withdrew I clutched at him with my pussy, clamping down on his shaft, squeezing it hard with my vaginal muscles so that he groaned with pleasure; and as he thrust in I rotated my hips, pushing my sex up and back to afford the maximum penetration. The sound of our fucking filled the room -- the rhythmic squeak of the mattress, the squelching of my cunt as he pistoned into me, and the sighs and gasps of our pleasure. I looked at the reflection in the mirror and imagined the girl to be other than me. The image metamorphosed in my mind, and I could see Susan there with her long limbs, blue-black hair and dark skin. She was crouching, her thighs open and her buttocks elevated so that the swell of her sex was pushed back, her vulva distended by David's thick shaft embedded in her body. I could see the white cream of their coupling on the lips of her cunt, and the gleam of love-juice smeared over her inner thighs. Her eyes were closed, lips parted, an expression of lust and pain stamped on her face as he fucked her. I thought of what I would do if Susan were there, the three of us fucking. I imagined scooping her pussy juice on my fingertips as he slid into her, then pressing them to my lips to taste the product of their coupling. I envisaged her frantic mouth on my vulva, her tongue jerking into me with each thrust of David's hips, my hands on her face to guide her. I thought of how he would spurt into her body, and how I would watch his thick cream trickling out of her, drizzling onto my face as I lay beneath her. The image swelled in my brain, consuming me with lust. My body trembled with the strength of my impending climax, and the roar of a great wind filled my head, building rapidly, swirling me upwards like a leaf in a storm. For a single, frozen moment of time I teetered on the very edge of ecstasy, and then the force of my orgasm hit. As if from a far distance I heard myself shouting, screaming out, head back, my hands tearing at the sheets. My cunt clasped his shaft with an iron grip, milking him with powerful contractions, and I felt sudden spurt of juice from my pussy that soaked his balls and splattered over the sheets. My grasping cunt triggered his own orgasm, and I shrieked again as he thrust fully into me, the head of his cock butting against my cervix. He swelled inside me like a balloon filling with water, and then I felt the long jets of his hot sperm bathing my insides, felt his hands fluttering on my back, and heard the sound of his cry in my ears. We stayed locked together for a while, catching our breath, feeling the sweat drying on our skin. His cock grew soft and slipped out of me, and I felt the slow trickle of his semen oozing out of my pussy. I flopped down next to him, putting my thigh across his body and turning so that I could watch his face. He moved his hand up and smoothed my hair. "Wow! It just gets better and better, Beth." "Just my natural pussy skills, I guess." I paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts. Now was a good time to tell him. "I saw Susan yesterday." He knew that I knew her, but he didn't realize that we shared a bed. He looked surprised. "I didn't know that you were still in touch with her. Did she have anything to say?" "A few things, actually. One of them was that she's thinking of contacting you." He pushed himself up on one elbow so that he could see me better. "Really? Why?" "Something about you being out in the cold for long enough, and that it was time to call you. I imagine that she wants to reestablish the relationship. I thought it was rather presumptuous of her, actually." "You did? I nodded. "Yeah. She was pretty certain that you'd be sitting around waiting for her. She seemed to think that you'd come running as soon as she called." "Too right I would!" "Really, David? Last time she was in this house she caught you fucking another girl...me. It was the reason she left you, as I recall. How does she know that you're still not into that?" "Perhaps it doesn't worry her too much any more. Perhaps she just wants sex." He was closer to the truth than he knew, but I wasn't ready to tell him that. "Maybe. Would you fuck her?" "In a heartbeat." "Without me? He started to nod, then saw my expression and changed his mind. "Ah. Well, I would have, but now you mention it..." I could see the deception in his face. "You would, you bastard!" He didn't answer, and I went on. "Do you remember the conversation we had a few months back? It was all about making your peace with Susan. It wasn't about screwing her again. I don't want you to sneak off and fuck her now. Do you understand?" He looked at me. "Yeah." "I'll find out if you do..." "I know." "...and I'll cut off your nuts." He screwed up his face at the thought. "Right. I get it." He was quiet for a moment, probably thinking about his nuts and how much he needed them. We looked at each other, each thinking our own thoughts. He was thinking of seeing her again, weighing up his chances of getting his end away. I was thinking of how the hell I could survive the next few weeks without Susan finding out that I was David's sister, and without him knowing that I was her lover. ***** A week went by before David announced progress. "She called me," he said. "Who?" "Susan. She called me, just like you said she would." "And?" "She wants to meet." I sighed. "Trying to get information out of you is like drawing teeth, David. For fuck's sake, tell me what she said!" "Yeah. Well, OK. She called me at the office, so I couldn't talk much. She sounded cheerful and she asked how I was, and then she suggested we meet. She said she'd let me know where and when. I got the impression that she was just sounding me out, to see if I was still interested." "Did you mention me?" "No. You told me not to -" "Yeah, but it's important. She knows me as a drinking buddy, but she hasn't made the connection between you and me. If she figures out that I'm the little sister that you've been diddling, you won't see her for dust." Actually she knew me as her bedmate, but I couldn't tell him that. "Right. I'll be careful." "I mean really careful, David. Even if the three of us somehow end up in the same room together, you mustn't let on that its me." He looked at me strangely. I could see the question on his lips, but he thought better of it. "Right," he said. ***** I was expecting a call from Susan and it didn't take long to come. We met for a coffee at a corner café not far from her work. She was, as usual, dressed to kill -- a smart linen suit with matching bag and shoes. I was wearing jeans. She waited until the waitress had departed and then raised the subject of our meeting. "I've called my guy and he's in." She was clearly excited. "Whoa, slow down! Tell me again who your guy is, and what you are expecting." "Sorry. His name is David and he's my ex. I called him and he's agreed to meet with me -" I interrupted her. "I'm a little confused, Susan. Isn't this the guy that you caught in flagrante? Why are you still talking to him?" She regarded me for a moment. "I never told you the story of what happened, did I? It might help you understand." "OK." "This is before you came on the scene, Elizabeth. David and I used to work in the same office, and well, we got together. I really liked him...you know, good looking, good job, great sense of humour. We could talk to each other -- I mean really talk...have fun, too. He was great in the sack as well." "Sounds too good to be true. So what happened?" "We'd been together for a few weeks, and I used to stay over at his place from time to time. He used to talk in his sleep sometimes. Most of it was rubbish, just mumbling, but one night he was quite lucid. He was talking about his sister, Beth, and how much he loved her. I had it out with him the next day, but he just laughed it off...said it was just a dream. I didn't think too much about it." She stopped to sip at her coffee, her eyes like big brown pools in her face. "Anyway, a month or so later I went on holiday up the coast. It poured with rain for the first four days so I decided to come home early... you know, to be with him. It was going to be a surprise." She laughed without humour. "Well, I was right about that, but it wasn't the surprise I had planned. I let myself into his flat with the key he had given me. I really didn't expect anyone to be there....I was going to leave a present on the table so that he would find it when he got back from work. Anyway, as soon as I got in I heard a noise, sort of groaning, like someone was hurt. I didn't know what it was at first, so I went to have a look." She smiled. "Silly, really -- it might have been an intruder. I just never thought." She was pensive for a while, before speaking again. "In some ways I wish it had been an intruder, rather than what I found." "So what was it?" "It was him and his sister, in bed together. They had left the bedroom door open, and I could see them. He was kneeling over her...you know, doing her. She was moaning, which is what I had heard. As I watched he came into her." "Christ! What did you do?" "I was mesmerized. Part of me was really turned on by what I saw and the other part was repelled. I could sort of understand him shagging another girl, but doing his sister - " "Was she a willing partner?" "She seemed to be. She was really enjoying it, from what I could see." "You could see her?" "Not much -- just her bits and pieces, if you know what I mean. I could hear her, though, and it sure didn't sound as if she was there against her will." "So how do you know it was his sister?" "As he came he yelled out her name -- Beth, and he said something about how much he loved fucking his sister. The coincidence was too great to be anything else than the truth." I thought quickly. Up to now Susan had never said anything to me that indicated that she and David had been an item. I knew, of course, but she didn't know that. Now she had finally mentioned his name, it gave me an opportunity to be honest with her...to confess that I was his sister, and I was the girl he was fucking. I could pretend that I had never known that she was his girlfriend. I could try and set the record straight. But in reality what could I say? '...God, Susan, that was me...I didn't know that you knew David....and the fact that you and I are also lovers is an amazing coincidence.' Why would she possibly accept my explanation? And even if she did, was she capable of understanding why I loved my brother in that way? I thought not. And while I was thinking she looked up into my face, her head tilted slightly to one side, and she was smiling at me. Her whole body was suffused with happiness and excitement, her dark eyes shining, her face radiant. In a moment of perception I could see what would happen if I did tell her: how her happiness would give way to incomprehension, shock, disappointment and then anger and hurt. I could not bear the thought of extinguishing her joy, even if it meant I must lie again. "So what did you do?" I asked. She shook her head, as if in denial. "I was stunned at first...you know, you see something that was totally unexpected -- something so far off the planet that your mind just can't grasp it at first. I didn't even think he would be at home, yet alone shagging -- and certainly not his sister." She fiddled with the spoon in her cup. "I guess the first reaction was being pissed off that he'd found someone else the moment I was out of town, and then I realised that she was his sister and I was gob-smacked...but I found myself turned on, too, which really surprised me." She gave a little laugh. "It just goes to show that you never know how you'll react until it happens. I'd never seen anyone having sex before, and they were well into it. From where I stood I could see everything -- their most intimate parts, and where they were joined. I could hear their groans. I could even smell their fucking. My pussy was wet in an instant, and that confused me too." "You could have joined in." "I guess. They had no idea I was there, though." She stopped, and I could see her thinking about what might have happened if she had stayed. She laughed, but without humour. "Anyway, it was flight or fuck and I chose the former. I turned and ran out of the house. I often wonder how things would have worked out if I'd stayed." She made a gesture of dismissal. "As it turned out, he did me a favor. I got to change my job and my lifestyle...and I met you." She reached across and held my hand. The couple opposite us glanced over, and I detected a knowing smile. Anonymous Lover Ch. 05 "So why are you even thinking of contacting him? Find someone else." She looked at me, chewing her bottom lip thoughtfully. "It's a fair question." She thought for a moment. "Before it happened I thought he was the one...you know, my knight in shining armor - marriage and kids and live happily ever after. I don't think that any more, that's for sure." She shrugged. "Despite what he did, he was actually good guy at heart. Who knows, maybe he really loved his sister. Anyway, I don't have aspirations of a long-term relationship with him any more, but I do want a fuck-buddy for you and me. I figured anyone who will shag his sister would be up for an orgy." "Maybe she would be in for it too." "I thought of that, but I wouldn't know her if I fell over her in the street." She shrugged again. "Who knows, perhaps one day we'll meet. Not for this though -- it just wouldn't work. For one thing it would give us three girls and one guy, which isn't a good balance." We were quiet for a while, each of us thinking of how this thing could pan out. Eventually I broke the silence. "So what do you want of me?" She squeezed my hand. "I've thought about this a lot. I don't want to lose you over this, so you must have the choice. You can come if you like." I ignored the obvious pun. "I'll see, Susan. How do you want to do this?" "I figured it would be best if two of us were into it, and then the other joins in. That way we don't have introductions and awkwardness. I thought I might ask him to come over to my place at a certain time and walk in to find you and me in bed. I figure he'd join in." I thought about it. David didn't know that I was having a sexual affair with Susan, and the sight of me eating her out might be as big a surprise to him as her experience had been to her. I didn't want unpredictable reactions in any of this. "I wouldn't be in control of anything there, Susan. I'd be naked and your guy would walk in fully clothed." "So what would you suggest?" "How about you and he get it on, and I'll join in if I feel comfortable with it?" She nodded. "That would work. I'm sure I can get him into my bed." I knew there was no doubt about that, but I kept that thought to myself. "I have two conditions, though." "Shoot." "Firstly, I need to be able to watch you for a while, without him knowing I'm there. I don't want to go in cold." She nodded, and I went on. "Second, I have the right to choose whether to reveal myself or not. If I don't, he must never know I was there." "I agree." "All right. Tell me when and how this is going to happen." She leaned over the table and told me, and it sounded like a plan. *** I thought a great deal about what I was doing. I liked the sex life I had, sharing both David's bed and Susan's, with neither knowing about my relationship with the other. Why didn't I just let them get together for a fling, without me? Surely nothing would change? But in my heart I knew that that wasn't true. Pillow talk is intimate, and sooner or later one or other of them would speak about me, and I could expect no sympathy from either if they found out that way. The only hope of controlling it was to be there, to use the threesome as a mask to hide that I had already slept with both of them before. Besides, I was turned on by the thought of having us all together, naked, and the combination of things that I could with the two bodies that I already knew so well. At last the chosen day arrived, and I let myself into Susan's apartment. It was a grey blustery afternoon, with the rain driving almost horizontally on a cold south-easterly wind. She was meeting David at the local bar where they would have a couple of drinks before she brought him home. Her lounge room was warm and cosy, softly illuminated by lamps either side of the sofa, and the flickering flames of the fire. I checked out my hiding place, a little alcove towards the back of the room concealed with a curtain. If I peeped out I could see the room clearly, and I was excited by the idea that I would soon see them coupling on the floor, and I would have the choice to join them or not. I guess I spent the hour in nervous anticipation....I really don't remember. I recall having a couple of stiff drinks, and then worrying about having to pee whilst I was hiding. I cleaned my teeth twice, and I spent some time adjusting the position of the lamps so that they would be clearly illuminated. And I waited, aware of the moisture in my panties, feeling the heaviness of my sex, swollen in anticipation. At last I heard the garage door opening, and I scooted into my hiding place and drew the curtain closed. After a moment I heard them coming up the stairs, and then the sound of Susan tossing her car keys on the table beside the door. She was laughing at something, and then I heard her speak. "Why don't you fix us a couple of drinks, David, whilst I get changed. There's wine and beer in the fridge." I heard her footsteps move down the hall, and I heard the refrigerator door open, and then the clink of glasses as he poured the drinks. After a moment he appeared in my view and he stood in the lounge, looking around. Although I knew it was unlikely that he would see me I had a nervous moment as his gaze swept around the room. At length he spoke. "This is a really nice pad, Susan." Her voice floated from down the hall. "Thanks. It's not very big....not much better than a bed-sitter, really, but it suits me and the price was right." "I can see why you love it." He moved to the fire and warmed himself. I could see that he was nervous, but after a moment he spoke again. "So how long have you been here?" Susan appeared, dressed in a blue and white frock. I guessed she had chosen it because it was loose fitting. Her breasts pushed against the material and I could see she had no bra on. "About ten months. I bought it not long after...." her voice tailed off as she realised what she had been about to say. He smiled at her. "After we split?" "Yes." She moved towards him and took the glass of wine he had poured. "But I don't want to talk about that." She clinked glasses. "Cheers....to old times and new opportunities." "I'll drink to that." He took a swig of his drink, looking at her face. "Do you want to talk about what happened?" "No. Not now. I'm ready to move forward." "Me too." He put his glass on the mantelpiece and moved towards her. "Thank you for calling me." She didn't reply. I watched as she reached up and touched his face, brushing aside the comma of hair that fell on his forehead. Her mouth was slightly open, face tilted upwards, and she leaned in towards him. He bent down and kissed her, softly at first, and her free hand came up behind his head to hold him, her fingers in his hair. He had one hand behind her head and the other reached up and cupped one breast, his thumb stroking the material over her nipple. After a moment she broke free, and put her glass next to his. She smiled up at him. "It's been a long time, David. Let's do this slowly." "We will." He leaned forward and cupped her face in his hands, pressing his mouth to her forehead, then the tip of her nose. His lips moved over her face, soft butterfly kisses on her eyes and cheeks, then down to her mouth, open and ready. Her body arched a little, her breasts pressing against the material of his shirt, and he moved one hand to her ass to pull her hips in towards him. I heard her groan with desire. He pulled at the material of her dress and it rode up over her buttocks, revealing small white panties. His fingers slid over the thin material, dipping down to the crack of her ass, one finger sliding down as far as he could reach, then moving round to cup her, restricted by her position. She shifted one leg, lifting it, looping her calf over his leg so that she was more open to him, and I could see his fingertips dipping down to the juncture of her thighs. For a few moments they stood there, mouths joined, her dress pushed up and his fingers working at her, and then she gently pushed him back and she undid the buttons on his shirt, one by one, pulling them open, sliding his shirt over his shoulders and allowing it to fall away. She rested her fingers against the hard rubbery muscle of his chest and then she leaned forward, the tip of her tongue teasing first one nipple and then the other, while her fingers worked at the buckle of his belt, pulling it free, opening the fabric of his jeans and slipping her hand inside. From my hiding place I could imagine her fingers touching the material of his jocks, assessing the size of his erection. She would be tracing his length with the tips of her fingers, starting with his balls, feeling their heat; then sliding her nails upwards, along the full length of him, finally reaching the bulbous tip, the material of his pants already damp from his arousal. I could feel my own desire rising, feel the swelling of my labia. For a moment I closed my eyes and I moved my hand downwards, slipping my fingers over the outside of my panties, pushing down over my pussy, feeling the slick damp material and the heat radiating from inside me. I opened my eyes again and watched the figures before me. She had stood back a little, and David was pulling off his jeans, kicking them aside, sliding off his jocks. His cock bobbed out, thick and hard, and she quickly knelt in front of him in one fluid movement, so that it was level with her mouth. She shuffled around slightly so as to afford me a better view, and I watched as he engaged the tip against her lips and began to push. She did not open her mouth fully, so that there was some resistance to his entry. I could see her lips being compressed, and her head was forced back a little with the pressure -- but then he popped into her and she grunted as her mouth was suddenly filled. I could see that only the head was inside her, but as I watched he thrust forward again and the remaining inches slid in, until her face was pressed tightly into his groin. For her to take the full length into her mouth I knew that the head must be wedged tightly, almost pushing down her throat. For a moment they were still -- she on her knees, dress rumpled, pushed up over her hips so that I could see her panties. Her hands were on his thighs and her face was pushed hard against him, the whole of his length inside her. He was above her, stark naked, his hands on her head, holding her, his body arched, head back and eyes closed with the pleasure of his penetration. I watched as he drew his hips back, observing his shaft as it gradually appeared, glistening with her spit, sliding outwards with her lips gripping it. I saw the rim of his glans appear, then the swollen bulbous head sliding out past her lips, popping out of her, bobbing free. I could see a strand of lubrication stringing from her to him, glistening silver in the light from the fire, and she lapped at it with the tip of her tongue, laughing up at him. And then she sought out his shaft again and he slid into her mouth, her lips stretching open with the thickness of him. He began to fuck her face with long, slow strokes, in and out, and she fell into the rhythm. Her head moved in sequence, face tilting up slightly on the in-strokes to engage the head of his cock at the very back of her throat; then her lips clamping down on him as he withdrew, to keep him inside. His eyes were fastened on her face, watching her mouth and the thick shaft that was gliding into it, and he was grunting with pleasure. I had heard the same sound when he fucked me, and I knew that it usually heralded his climax. I thought it was too early for that. Susan must have sensed it, for she pulled away, her eyes on his face as his cock popped free. She rose to her feet and slipped her dress over her head, flinging it into a corner of the room, her skin painted in the flickering light of the fire. David stared at her -- he had not seen her body recently, and he had forgotten what it was like. Her skin was a golden brown, smooth and unblemished, and her breasts were full and firm, the nipples thick and aroused. In the light from the lamp I could see a patch of wetness at her crotch, staining the thin material. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her panties and slid them down before stepping out of them, and she stood in front of him for a moment, enjoying his gaze on her body. After a moment she sank back to the floor, rolling on her back and smiling up at him in invitation. With a cry of desire he flung himself down, kneeling between her legs. He plunged his head between her thighs and his head moved swiftly to her sex. I saw her glance towards my hiding place and she lifted one leg and rested it on his back so that my view was not obstructed. I could clearly see his mouth on her cunt, lapping at her with long, wet strokes. She was arching her back, her buttocks lifting off the floor as he worked at her, his tongue curling downwards over the crinkled bud of her ass, then upwards to flatten her labia, the tip delving into her briefly before moving up to tease the tiny seed of her clitoris. She was moaning now, her head back, eyes closed, her hands in his hair, guiding and restraining him. I noticed how she was thrusting her hips up each time his tongue touched her asshole; how she held his head to keep him there for a moment, savouring the touch of his mouth on her most sensitive opening. How many times had my own mouth played there, probing the crinkled orifice, feeling the tightness of her sphincter as I teased it open with the tip of my tongue? I knew both of these bodies intimately -- every crevice and opening. I had tasted the juices that dribbled and oozed and spurted from them; I had entered them with my fingers and tongue, trembled under their touch, and I had shared their moments of soaring ecstasy. And now they were both there, together, ready for me to take, and I was overcome with lust. I thrust my fingers into my pussy, feeling the heat and the dribbling moisture through the soaking material of my pants. With feverish fingers I tore at the buttons of my blouse with my other hand, releasing my breasts, rubbing them and lifting one to my mouth so I could tease the stiff nipple with my tongue. My eyes were transfixed by the couple in front of me. I saw the way that her labia opened, the thick lips pushed back against her mound as he lapped at her; and I could see her juices glistening on his face. I could hear the slurping of his mouth on her sex and the soft sighs and moans of her pleasure; and I could smell their arousal -- the sweet musk of her swollen vulva and the sharp tang of his sweat. I could wait no longer. With fumbling hands I undid my skirt, pulling it free, sliding my blouse off, pulling away my bra. I ripped off my panties, still watching as David plunged his tongue into her, hearing her moans; and I allowed my fingers to push into my cunt to feel the slick, swollen lips and the clasping wetness. With an unsteady hand I pushed aside the curtain and still clutching at my sex, I moved swiftly across the room, five or six steps only, reaching out to touch David on the back, gasping with desire, desperate to join in. He started at my touch, his face lifting up to look at me and for a moment I could see astonishment in his eyes, and then guilt; but he registered my nakedness, saw my fingers busy at my pussy and my hooded expression of lust. He lifted his face up to me and I bent down and kissed him, plunging my tongue into his mouth, tasting the warm salty flavour of Susan's love-juice and feeling the oily slickness of her on his lips. And as I stood there Susan reached up, grasping my hand, pulling me down. I squatted over her and lowered my groin to her mouth, gasping as she nuzzled my labia with her lips and penetrated me with her tongue. I was sopping, soaking wet, my body shaking with excitement and desire. God, I was horny! I watched as David bent back to her sex, his face slick with her love-juice and his eyes on my face as he ate her; and it tripped me over the edge. I felt my first orgasm building deep in my gut, expanding outwards rapidly, filling my brain with pressure and light. I pressed my knuckles to my mouth, back arched, eyes closed as the radiance burst in my brain like a super nova, and I heard myself screaming -- a thin wail of exquisite pain. My thighs clenched tightly around Susan's face; and I felt my cunt contract in a spasm, forcing a thin stream of ejaculate over her lips and into her greedy, gobbling mouth. It triggered Susan's own orgasm, her body arching upwards sharply so that only her shoulders and her heels were on the floor. She lifted me up, mashing her face deeper into my sex so that her wail of pleasure was muffled. Her vagina was pushed hard against David's mouth and he rode her, his lips and tongue busy, his hands on her thighs to hold her still as he sucked at her cunt. For a long moment she was arched like that, every muscle quivering with the force of her climax -- and then she subsided, turning her head to draw in a great gasp of air, and I lifted myself off her to give her room to breathe. David sat back, his eyes bright with excitement. I could see him looking at Susan and then at me, both of us prostrated by our climaxes. "Fuck, that was hot!" he smiled at me I could see he was about to make some comment that would shatter the fragile lie of our relationship. I leaned forward and pushed him onto his back. "Don't say anything.....not now. We can talk later." He rolled onto his back and I straddled him, reaching down to guide his cock into me, sighing as I sank down onto it and felt its heat reach up towards my belly. David groaned as the tight clasp of my cunt squeezed his shaft, and as I began to move. I'd never really thought about group sex before. With a single partner, you know where they are and what is about to happen. You can anticipate the rasp of a tongue, the thrust of a cock, the sudden spurt of semen. But with three bodies, it isn't so clear. My eyes were closed, my mind focused on the slide of David's cock in and out of my body, the grip of his hands on my waist, the crackle of the fire and the soft sounds of his fucking. Suddenly there was another presence as Susan stood in front of me, her crutch level with my face, her hands holding my head, gently pulling and directing. I felt the crisp springiness of her pubic hair against my nose and the squeeze of her labia against my lips, soaking, sopping wet. I breathed in her odour, hot and aroused, and tasted her essence, eel-slippery on my mouth. I thought that it wasn't all her juice...some of it was mine, ejected from my cunt by the force of my climax and mixed with hers to give a potent brew. I knew that David was watching too, mesmerized by the sight of his sister fucking him, taking his shaft up inside her slender body whilst her little pink tongue lapped at the open cunt in front of her. I suppose the other difference was that there was now a third party to think of. Where I might have been happy to surrender myself towards another orgasm, now I had Susan to think of. I was keenly aware that David only had so much sperm in his body and that it was right to share it, to draw it out of him only when we were both ready. There was tacit understanding that the next climaxes would be orchestrated, so that we could all reach the top together. I don't know how long we were there. At one stage I had to go to the bathroom and I returned to find her on her knees, David kneeling behind her, fucking her in long, slow strokes. I knelt next to her, holding hands, and he alternated between us, sliding himself into one body and then the other, the juices of all three of us mingling. As the last of the daylight faded, I found myself on my back, with Susan crouching over me on her hands and knees, her mouth at my vagina, licking and probing. David knelt behind her, his knees either side of my face, his cock plunging into her from behind. I could see the bruised lips of her cunt stretching with each thrust, see her mound swelling as he filled her. By lifting my head I could press my mouth to where they were joined, and the fresh cream of their coupling coated my lips and dribbled over my chin. I cupped her ass, pulling the cheeks open, reaching round to rub my finger over her rosebud, slick with juice from our fucking. My fingertip slipped into her, and I felt the crimp of her sphincter and felt her jerk in response. She lifted her head from my crotch for a moment to groan in pleasure. Anonymous Lover Ch. 05 And as I watched, David withdrew from her pussy. I moved my hand and he engaged the head of his prick at her asshole, and I watched closely as he prepared to fuck her there. She was already half open, but it still took a while for him to enter. She cried out in surprise at his size, her anus stretched by his glans, and he stopped moving to allow her to adjust. I could see her sphincter was tightly gripping the rim of his cockhead, but after a moment she relaxed and he sank full length into her body, until his balls were tight against her. There really wasn't room for me to push my face there, so I rested my head underneath them and watched his cock sawing in and out of her butt. Neither of them had mentioned ass fucking before, and I thought that this was virgin territory for them. Susan was grunting with each thrust and her fingers appeared above my face to play with her clit. Each time David pushed into her she rocked forward and the lips of her cunt opened a little, forced open by the thickness of his shaft in the narrow cloying passage of her rectum. From time to time he pulled out, his cock bobbing free, and I saw that she was gaping open; and then he would place the great purple head at her anus again, and slide it up into her. My fingers were in my own pussy again, frantically frigging it as I watched my brother ream her. His natural lubricant was gathering at the rim, a light froth of cream and bubbles, and she was moaning loudly, her fingers flying over her clitoris. She dipped her face into my crotch and lapped at me, and I pushed my hips up to allow her better access. We were fucking in unison, all three of us, spiraling upwards, reaching for a mutual climax....all it would take was one, final trigger, and we would be there. The tightness of Susan's ass was too much for David, and with a sudden cry of anguish he came into her. I watched as he thrust deeply, burying himself completely so as to impregnate her as deeply as he could. I saw the base of his cock swell briefly, and then heard his cry as he pumped the first jet of his cream into her. His shaft pulsed as other jets followed, and his balls seemed to contract upwards, twitching with every spurt. He shouted as each jet entered her, crying out almost in pain. I imagined the hot ribbons of sperm bursting from his cock, coating her bowels, filling the narrow, cloying confines of her rectum a few inches above my face. The image tripped me over the edge and my own orgasm engulfed me, my cunt squeezing tight, back arching upwards, stars of bright coloured lights filling my brain. I heard my own voice screaming, shouting out in ecstasy, and then I heard Susan's cries as she too came, driven over the edge by the heat of David's sperm as it entered her, by the sheer fucking eroticism of what was happening. Her cunt contracted and a fine spray of her juices burst from between her labia, coating my face, falling into my mouth. For a minute or two we stayed locked together, and then with a sigh of pleasure David withdrew. He stood up and looked down on us, his cock bobbing, still hard. Susan pushed herself up with her arms, her buttocks moving down towards my face as she sat upright, and a gob of warm cum fell from her ass onto my breasts. I scooped a little on my fingers and flicked it back at her. David laughed. "Nice shot, Sis....you almost got her in the mouth." Susan glanced down at me, smiling, and then the realisation of what he had said dawned in her face. The smile froze on her lips and an expression of sharp awareness replaced it. She turned to David and her voice was without emotion. "So she's your sister, then." He did not speak, but we could both see the trapped expression in his eyes. I answered for him. "That's right Susan. It's a long story, but don't let it spoil the night." She turned on me, her face set. I braced myself, waiting for the anger and the recrimination, for the hurt and the tears. I reached up my hand to touch her, to take away the pain...to say that it was all my fault and it changed nothing - but I could not. I could only wait, listening to the clock on the mantelpiece ticking, so slowly, measuring the long seconds, marching towards the moment that everything I wanted would fall apart. Suddenly she reached down and took my hand, pulling me up, smiling into my face. "Fuck it," she said. "It doesn't matter. Let's get a drink and then go to the bedroom. I've got this idea....." © Copyright. July 2010. Not to be reproduced in whole or in part without the author's consent. Author's comment. Stories such as these take time and effort to write, and your feedback is the only thing I ask in return. Please take a moment to score the story and, if you can, to leave a short comment -- constructive ideas are welcome! Thank you. And Then There Were Three... What to write about? What to write about I mused to myself, my mind momentarily blank. Glancing through the pages and pages of stories in Literotica you could be forgiven for thinking that just about every topic for a story had already been used. I sat back in the chair pondering on possible story themes and as I did I started thinking about my life so far. At a little over 40 I've had what some would call a colourful life and have tried many things that some can only dream about; I lost my virginity at 15 to a model from a magazine called Razzle (for those less knowledgeable of modern literature, that's what's commonly called a 'wank mag'!); I had my first affair with a married woman at 18 (there's a story to tell about being locked in her bathroom with no clothes available and someone turning up unexpected!); engaged at 20 I caught my fiancé in bed with a 'friend' 6 weeks before the wedding and spent the next decade enjoying myself with a succession of women – single or married didn't matter to me! Yes, there's definitely some good material from those heady years, and for once I feel able to write a story based entirely on true life. Obviously I've changed names and used a little poetic licence with the dialogue, but fundamentally this is a true account of perhaps the best night of my life! I was 23 at the time and working in Hertfordshire, England; I was seeing a really quite beautiful girl who lived about 20 miles away (the distance is important as it gave me plenty of space to pursue other 'interests'!). In the store I was working in was Diane, a vivacious, sexy, attractive girl of the same age and we got on fabulously. We often had incredibly horny conversations, describing favourite positions and sexual activities; Diane left me in no doubt of her enjoyment of all things sexual! Before long the inevitable happened and we commenced a hectic but purely sexual relationship – we both had partners and both enjoyed full and enjoyable sexual relationships, but the mutual attraction was too much to keep under control. We met at every opportunity and indulged in a passionate affair, often meeting up soon after our respective partners had left to go home or to work. On the night in question, we went out to celebrate Diane's birthday; a group of us met up in town and hit the local bars. Included in the group was Tina, an equally bubbly, attractive girl who I'd met a couple of times before. The night wore on and the group got steadily the worse for drink; I had to be in work by 5am the following morning so I left the group and headed back to Diane's for bed. It had been a long day and before long I was sound asleep, little knowing just how interesting the night was about to get! It must've been about 2 hours after I left the group that I heard Diane arrive home and I smiled sleepily to myself as I waited for her to climb in next to me (I didn't care that I had to be up in just a few hours, Diane was, after all, the best fuck I'd had, and I was feeling horny!). Soon I heard the door open... "Jim...Jim! Are you awake?" whispered Diane. I mumbled a sleepy acknowledgment as she sat next to me on the bed. Suddenly I was wide awake; someone else had sat down on the other side of me! The bedside light was flicked on and as my eyes adjusted to the light I found Diane on one side and Tina on the other, both with a decidedly wicked gleam in their eyes. "Tina was telling me that it's been one of her fantasies to be kissing a man while a friend gave him a blow job. I thought you might like to help her out." I stared in utter bewilderment! Was my wildest dream truly about to come true? Yes! Diane's hands were already working their way under the duvet and with a squeal of delight she found me, naked and already rising to the occasion. "Look!" she whispered to Tina as she threw the covers back "Looks like we could be about to fulfil your fantasy." Any embarrassment I had at being naked in front of a girl I'd only ever met in a pub was soon forgotten as Tina leaned forward and stroked my erect cock. "So this is what you've been going on about for so long." she said, smiling slyly at Diane "Do I get my fantasy?" she enquired. Without a second word Diane leaned down and flicked her tongue over the head of my cock, holding the tip in her fingers she split the tip open and gently tongue fucked my cock. Tina turned to me and kissed me with a passion and intensity that gave away how hot she was feeling; her tongue urgently probed into my mouth and flicked against my own. I returned the kiss, grabbing her behind her head and pulling her in forcibly to kiss me. Diane could see me kissing her friend with a passion she had often experienced and obviously felt a surge of excitement as she returned her attention to my swollen cock, sucking like her life depended on it. She gave quite the most sensational blow job and in all these years I have yet to find anyone better. As she greedily sucked on me I could feel her tongue flicking against my shaft; lifting her head off me she pushed my legs wide apart and descended on my balls, first licking them with her practiced tongue before gently sucking one after the other in. With my cock momentarily free from any oral attention I felt her hand grip me and start to slowly wank my cock; not long after I felt Tina slightly shift position and for the first time in my life felt a second hand seek out my tool. Tina was by now panting hard as we continued to kiss with an urgent passion; Diane returned her mouth to my cock, but held Tina's hand in place so that I had the sensation of one girl tossing me off while the other licked the pre-cum that was spilling out. Unable to concentrate on kissing while having such incredible stimulation I broke away from Tina and moaned aloud. "Oh God, don't! I'll cum!" I begged. This only doubled the girls efforts and now Tina moved down the bed to help Diane with licking and sucking my cock. I can honestly say that the sight of two beautiful girls licking me is one that has stayed with me through my life. As their tongues met over me they moved closer and started to kiss each other, trapping my cock in between. Tina was positioned so that her legs were up near my head and I could see her brief knickers under her short skirt. Freeing my arm from beneath her I slid my hand up her thigh and started to massage her cunt through the soft material of her panties. "Oh God... YES!" moaned Tina and opened her legs wider, inviting me to explore further. I needed no second invite and slipped my hand under the material to find her sopping wet cunt. With ease I slipped two fingers straight into her, feeling the warm, wet walls close around my fingers. I looked down to watch the girls greedily feasting on my cock while working at Tina's cunt feverishly. "Stop! Please stop! I'm going to cum." I begged, but this only redoubled the girls efforts. Taking it in turns they gobbled my swollen cock greedily down as I felt the orgasm build in me. Tina was bucking her thighs against my fingers as I finger-fucked her and was moaning in a way that I just knew meant she was also about to cum. Suddenly I knew I was at the point of no return and tensed my body as the most incredible orgasm ripped through me. As my cock pumped my seed out the girls licked each and every drop, milking me of every morsel, squeezing my balls in an attempt to get every drop out. Although my fingers had momentarily stopped as my whole body went rigid, Tina continued to ride them and then tensed as her own orgasm coursed through her. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed, the words dying in a long exaltation of breath as I felt her cunt contract on my fingers, deep inside her. Lying back, momentarily spent I looked down to see Diane still dressed, standing next to the bed. "My turn now." she smiled as she quickly stripped her clothes off; she had the most amazing body and I never failed to feel a surge of pride when I saw her naked. Tina roused herself from her own reverie and also started to strip the little clothes she had on. Before long I had two naked, gorgeous girls lying either side of me, both obviously ready for a long night. Feeling that I owed Diane something (it was her birthday after all, and she was the only one yet to cum!) I moved to let her lay down. I loved the taste of her pussy and needed no second invitation; manoeuvring myself to the bottom of the bed I pushed her legs apart and leant in to take in the heady aroma of her cunt. Diane always kept herself clean shaven and the feel of her soft bald pussy never failed to excite me. I gently kissed her stomach before quickly moving lower until I could feel her clit under my tongue; my tongue flicked at her swollen clit before I leaned closer and sucked it into my mouth, my teeth gently grazing her hardness. Looking up I watched in delight as Tina first kissed Diane with a passion equal to that she'd shown me, before moving down and sucking at her nipples, her tongue flicking and dancing around the raised bumps of her excited breast. Diane was moaning now, her hips moving up as her hand pressed against the top of my head, urging me to move down and tongue-fuck her. Moving lower I tasted her wet soft lips, savouring the delicate, beautiful taste. "Yes, oh god yes!" moaned Diane, one of her hands on my head, the other on her friends; each hand urging harder and harder attention. My tongue flicked out, first licking along the wet slit of her cunt before I pulled her lips apart with my fingers and gratefully forced my tongue as deep into her as I could. I tongue-fucked my beautiful partner while Tina sucked hungrily at her breasts. Diane was lost in her own world and was writhing on the bed as her orgasm built up. Suddenly I felt Tina's head next to mine. "I want to taste her. Let me taste her." she pleaded, a look of pure wanton eroticism in her eyes. I moved to one side and watched in frank amazement as for the first time I watched a girl feasting on another; it was just the most amazing sight and sitting here I can picture it like it was yesterday. As Tina lapped at Diane I could see her hand working at her own clit; I LOVE watching women masturbate but tonight I wanted more! Moving around the bed I arranged myself and reached out to taste Tina's pussy. I thought Diane could get wet, but this girl was absolutely flooded with pussy juice and I savoured the intense taste as my tongue worked on her swollen lips. "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God!" moaned Diane as the orgasm built up inside her; Tina's head pumped up and down as she tongue fucked her friend – I was about to watch my Diane cum under the ministrations of another girl and my cock reacted accordingly. "Cum you bitch, CUM!" demanded Tina as her tongue worked at the swollen lips and her hands squeezed Diane's tits, taking the nipples and roughly rolling them between thumb and finger. Tina seemed lost in making Diane cum and but for the flowing pussy juice and wildly bucking hips I'd have thought she didn't know what I was doing. "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" screamed Diane as the electric orgasm shot through her body, making her stiffen and arch her back. Tina grasped her legs and pulled her tight against her wanton mouth, feeding off the juice that poured out of Diane, her head shaking as she took the clit and sucked it deep into her mouth. "Kiss me." demanded Tina to me and I willingly tasted my Diane's juice, mixed with the faint taste of my own cum on her lips; she gripped my head fiercely and returned the kiss with passion. By now I was desperate for a fuck and moved between Diane's still spread legs; Tina took my cock in her hands and guided me into Tina; once inside I pushed up on my arms and felt my cock slide deep into Diane, the walls of her sopping wet cunt gripping me. "Yes. Yes. Fuck me!" demanded Diane as I at first pumped slowly but quickly increased the rhythm until my balls slapped against her arse. Lying next to Diane, Tina splayed her legs wide apart, propping herself up she watched as I fucked her friend; her fingers pressing hard against her clit as she masturbated. Having just cum, and having the stamina of youth I fucked Diane hard, knowing I wouldn't cum too quickly; Tina watched my cock, shining with the juice from Diane's cunt, pounding into her, rubbing her clit in fast, tight circles. Suddenly she slipped two fingers deep into her pussy and bought them out, dripping with her own juice; Diane grabbed them and greedily stuffed them into her mouth, tasting the juice, sucking her fingers clean. I could feel Diane start to tense as the orgasm built up inside her and I redoubled my efforts, my balls slapping hard against her with each stroke. I wanted to cum again and the sight of Diane's face screwing up as she felt the orgasm build up along with Tina who was also obviously also close to cumming was too much. "I'm cumminggggggggg!" I shouted as my whole body tensed and I held myself still, deep inside as I pumped my seed into Diane. "AAAAAHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" screamed Diane and at almost the same time Tina also tensed, closed her eyes and plunged her fingers deep inside her as all three of us almost simultaneously came. The three of us lay back in silence for some time letting our bodies come down to earth; Diane went and retrieved a bottle of wine from the kitchen and we sat on the bed chatting as we recovered. I had to keep pinching myself, here I was sitting naked on a bed with two quite sensational girls, also naked, talking openly about sex. It was fantastic! Before long the subject of toys was aired and Diane opened her bedside drawer and displayed a number of vibrators and some Chinese balls. Tina reached for the largest vibrator (an anatomically correct flesh coloured one) and turned it on, feeling the vibrations with the end of her fingers. "MMMM, this feels good." she whispered and moved if from her fingers to her nipples, making them jump to attention. "May I?" she asked, looking directly at Diane. Diane looked slightly confused, not knowing quite what Tina intended to do. "Be my guest." she replied, her thighs twitching slightly apart in the hope that she was the intended recipient. The girls seemed oblivious to my presence for the time being as Tina swung around so that her head was close to Diane's pussy, giving her easy access to use the vibrator. Turning the speed down to a low hum, Tina started to play the toy over Diane's clit, circling the growing bud before lying the vibrator full length over her reddening lips, the top of the vibrator resting on her swollen clit. Diane was lying back with her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation so I lent over, kissing her hard, my tongue probing deep into her willing mouth. My hand moved up and I gratefully massaged her breasts, feeling the soft smooth skin giving way to the nipple. Diane loved her tits to be played with roughly and as I grasped her nipple and squeezed, making the blood pump to the sensitive bud she let out a moan of pleasure. "Suck me. Please." she begged, her hand pushing my head down towards her breast. I moved down slightly and lapped at her nipple, feeling it respond to my touch; sinking down and sucked her nipple between my teeth and grazed it with my teeth, sinking them down just enough to provide another deep and lustful moan from Diane. Tina had by now moved the vibrator and was watching with intense concentration as she fucked Diane's cunt with the by now full speed vibrator. Diane's hips were moving and bucking to meet each thrust and the room was once again filled with the strong aroma of a wet pussy. Beginning to pant harder Diane looked down her body to watch her lover suckling her breasts and her best friend furiously fucking her with a large vibrator. The sounds of the toy were increasingly loud and muted as it was repeatedly plunged deep inside her sopping cunt, her juice spilling out of the side of her lips. "Harder! Harder!" she panted, her movements accentuating the movements Tina was making; looking down I found her clit with my fingers and added to the stimulation as I played hard and rough with her clit. With her nipples being roughly sucked, her clit being firmly stimulated and the vibrator fucking her Diane was moaning aloud and writhing against our attention. Her eyes tight shut, her hands repeatedly clenched and unclenched, grabbing handfuls of the rucked bed covers. Suddenly her moaning took on a higher pitch and changed to a long drawn out scream as her body tensed in preparation for her orgasm; this was obviously going to be intense as she tensed more and more, arching her body, the scream increasing in intensity until she finally shouted out as the orgasm shook her. Never before had I seen a woman actually squirt so this was another first. As the orgasm flowed through her body she frantically pushed Tina's hand away and as the vibrator slid out her cunt spurted her juice all over the bed; it was quite the most erotic sight and I greedily moved down to lick her pussy, savouring the taste of her fresh orgasm. Looking utterly exhausted, but with a contented smile on her lips, Diane lay on the bed and just let out a long joyful moan. "MMMMMMMMMMmmmm" she almost laughed as she finished, "THAT was good!" Looking around I could see Tina sitting at the end of the bed licking the now still vibrator, a devilish grin on her face. "I seem to be missing out on something." she said "When exactly do I get the fucking I deserve?!" Diane must've felt some pang of guilt because she looked at me with slight concern (if that's possible after an intense orgasm!) and asked if there was anything I would like. I'd just spent the last couple of hours having the most erotic time of my life and she wanted to know if there was anything I wanted! "Well, now that you mention it," I began "in pictures of 3somes, you always see models posing with one astride a cock and the other sitting on the guys face. I always liked the look of that." I muttered somewhat self consciously under my breath. "Well that sounds like we can kill two birds with one stone." said Diane with a smile. Pushing me down and onto my back Tina positioned herself over my cock; Diane crouched down and watched fascinated as she sank slowly down onto my rigid tool. "God that looks horny." She said and then moved up the bed and swung her leg over my head. Looking up I had the most wonderful view; Diane's cunt just inches away from me, still engorged from her recent session and shiny with her juice. Looking down, watching my face, she slowly lowered herself until I could easily reach her pussy with my tongue; I wrapped my arms around her legs, using the purchase to lift my head so that I could inhale deeply the intoxicating aroma. As I was doing this I could feel Tina slowly riding my cock, raising herself until the tip was stroking her lips before sinking down – each stroke resulting in a simultaneous moan. What I didn't realise immediately was that Diane had reached over and pulled Tina to her, kissing her deeply on her lips. As Tina increased the rhythm, so Diane started to move over my face as I feasted on her succulent lips. The sensation was incredible as I felt both girls moving in time, my cock impaling one, my tongue the other. Faster and faster Tina worked my cock, her lips gripping me tightly but with a delicious slippery sensation. She had incredible muscle control of her cunt walls and she knew how to work a cock, this was one ride that would take some beating. Harder and harder she rode me as I urgently tongue-fucked Diane feeling my body contract inside like everything was getting screwed into a tight ball. Breaking away from kissing Diane, Tina started to pant harder and harder, her hands pressing down on my chest, her eyes screwed in concentration. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." She muttered, panting the words out And Then There Were Three... "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. Oh GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" she finally screamed and with a final thrust plunged down hard on my cock. "Oh yes! Cum Tina. Cum baby!" Diane whispered, watching her friend's cunt wrapped tightly around my cock. Unable to keep up my oral stimulation I lay back to concentrate on the feeling building up inside me. Diane moved off me and both girls watched intently as Tina continued to ride me, grinding her clit hard into the base of cock in a rocking motion. As she rode me harder and harder it felt like I was about to black out as the orgasm finally ripped through my body, forcing my head hard back into the pillow. "YEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" I shouted as the fire exploded deep inside me for the second time that night, Tina's muscular walls squeezing my cock to milk every last drop. That night seemed to never end; suffice to say I didn't make it into work and received a fearsome reprimand. But as I'm sure you can appreciate, I really couldn't give a damn about that – it was more than worth it! So that, my friends, is the first instalment of some of the more interesting times of my life; it's all true I swear (ok, so some of the narrative is assumed!), but it all happened! 20 odd years ago, and I can remember it like it was yesterday. Well, wouldn't you?