0 comments/ 63365 views/ 0 favorites Not In A Million Years By: Lee Stam This is one of those fantasies that could never happen, until you least expect it. My wife is the sexiest woman in the world. But even knowing that, she manages to surprise me. It was actually the kind of evening that most guys would dream of anyhow. No kids around and a great dinner with two beautiful women. Lilly and India had become good friends, mostly due to their similar personalities. Both were strong, outgoing women. Both loved to celebrate life and were often the first to be noticed in a room full of people. Both were lean and fit from working a regularly at the same gym. But that was where the similarity ended. Lilly was a tall, statuesque blonde. India was petite and her natural hair color was nearly black. Lilly wore her hair long, down and sensuous. Her friend's hair was short and pixie-like. Dinner was great, including the two bottles of wine. We just sat and talked until suddenly the girls began to argue over who would do the dishes. Lilly calmly stated, "I will whip your sweet little ass if you take one step toward my kitchen". At this point India bolted for the sink. With a shriek of laughter, Lilly grabbed her by the waist, slapped her bottom and quickly deposited her in my unsuspecting arms, telling me it was my job to get her to the living room. While I wrestled her to the couch she challenged Lilly, "you will have to do much better than that and your sissy-slap won't get you anywhere with these pants to pad my bum either". Oh no, this sounded like a challenge for Lilly. I though India had learned not to challenge her. But my bride spun on her heels, telling me to flip India over on my lap. She pulled down the waist of the loose fitting stretch pants to expose the two little mounds of flesh and gave each one a resounding slap. Although I thought the slaps were too hard, India looked up into Lilly's deep blue eyes and said, "is that all you've got, sister?". With this Lilly grinned and started a slow rhythm of firm spanks to each of India's cheeks. With each slap, India sucked air through her teeth and her breathing became a bit labored. Lilly seemed to become less playful and more erotic in the lingering caress she would administer with each blow. I felt India's hand reach between my legs and feel my stiffened manhood, telling Lilly that it seemed all three of us were enjoying her little punishment. Then she got to her feet, pants still down somewhat and reached to whisper something in Lilly's ear. As she stretched in this embrace, I could see her ass was beet-red. This whispering in Lilly's ear went on for some time and Lilly's expressions ranged from mild shock to seductive grin as she winked at me. Then I noticed India's hand move to Lilly's breast as they kissed deeply and broke apart to walk toward the bedroom. Lilly turned to tell me to stay put until they called me and admonished me not to give too much attention to that buldge in my pants. I was embarrassed to find a wet spot forming on my pants, right at the top of the lump in my trousers. I couldn’t help but wish I could see what was going on amid the sounds of water and laughter. But then it grew suddenly quiet. It was almost more than I could take. I wanted so badly to open that door, although logic told me that nothing was really happening. In fact, I started supposing that this was all a great tease, just like the one Lilly had pulled on me with a Jamaican girl named Taniesh. "Come and join us sweetheart". That was my cue to walk in and see these fresh-scrubbed beauties standing in the middle of the room wearing robes. India took me by the hand and directed me to sit on the bed. "I want you to help me do something with your sweet wife ", she said. Then she turned and kissed Lilly as slipped the robe off of her. There stood my wife in all of her naked splendor as India began to guide her to the center of the bed. Then, off came India's robe. It was another chance to see how different these beauties could be. Lilly was shaved smooth, while India had a close cropped, but dense dark bush. But once again, they were similar. They both showed traces of wet anticipation. We alternated between Lilly's full lips and her wanting breasts. Then Lilly suggested that I get out of my clothes. My cock was straining at my pants and sprang free. Once I was disrobed, the girls suggested that I sit in the chair and watch them for a while. I stroked myself as I watched India explore the sexiest woman I know, first with her hands, then with her mouth. They called me to the bed again as India said, "lets put that tool to work". She took my hardness into her hand and guided it straight into Lilly's soaked pussy. It slid in easily and my bride let out a moan. India worked on her right breast while I pumped in and out of her and suckled her left. I saw Lilly's hand go between India's legs and two fingers quickly disappeard into her steaming wetness. Lilly told me to run my hand down India's ass and between her legs so I could feel her fingering her. India turned and kissed me as she felt my touch. Lilly briefly pulled her fingers out, tasting one and having me taste the other. Then came the next challenge. The girls wanted to know who had the sweetest tasting pussy. This was about to get real interesting. India pulled my hips back to taste Lilly's dew right off the end of my dick. I pointed out that this would not work. You see, I have this personal thing. I love playing like this, but my cock will never go into a woman other than my Lilly. It is hers alone. So Lilly could not taste India's juices in the same manner. Lilly pulled India around to lay beside her and offered that I should be the taster, deeply kissing each of them after sampling the other's pussy. My cock was throbbing as I did my best to be a fair and impartial judge. But then I declared Lilly the winner and sunk my shaft into her as a prize. (She really does have the world's sweetest pussy). India laid there masturbating as Lilly and I reached a strong and sustained climax. After a few minutes to compose ourselves, we turned our attention to our guest. Not In A Million Years Ch. 2 India had a look of sexual frenzie, bordering on frustration. It was time for my sweet Lilly and I to bring her some relief. We took our positions on either side of her and sucked her stiff nipples, me on the left and Lilly on the right. Lilly's hand traced its way down her flat stomach, through her silky bush and plunged two fingers into her waiting pussy. I could hear the wetness as Lilly's fingers worked in and out. India pulled my head up to kiss me, her tongue wasting no time finding mine. I knew she could still taste the fresh pussy juice on my mouth and it seemed to excite her even more. She was moaning into my mouth as her hips gyrated under Lilly's ministrations. "I want more, I need more," she cried as she began to beg us to help her cum. My eyes met Lilly's and she winked, touched my lips with her sticky finger and pointed to India's hot, wet cunt. Her smile said it was ok, so I buried my face into her steaming channel. We all shifted about and ended up in a sensuous and erotic circle. I was eating India. She was flicking her tongue about Lilly's pussy and Lilly was sucking my stiff, hot cock. Hands moved all about, body parts blended together and it seemed like the three of us became lost in each other until India's small frame began to tighten and lift off of the bed. First the sound was low and quiet. But it soon became a primal scream as her pussy squirted an incredible load, directly into my face. It was incredible! She was a squirter! I continued to lick and suck relentlessly. Her screams, hot breath and insistent cries into Lilly's pussy set her off as Lilly joined in with her own sounds that complimented the orgasm of her friend. Both women went limp and they lay back in blissful harmony. India noticed that my cock was still straight and hard, giving it a playful squeeze. Lilly jokingly asked, "does it hurt," with a sly giggle. I said that it was a bit uncomfortable and the ladies suggested that I bring it some relief while they watch. The lay side by side and both had their legs spread. Lilly's right leg was crossed over India's left leg. On my knees, I straddled their thighs. Their torsos touched, Lilly's right breast and India's left breast rubbed together as their hands moved about each other's bodies. There I was, on my knees, stroking my cock as I watched these two beauties. The juices were flowing out of the slit in the head of my dick. The sound of my hand beating my hot, wet cock faster and faster was all that could be heard, except for the heavy breathing that filled the room. I looked farther down and found that both of them were rubbing their clits. Lilly's shaved pussy showed the most beautiful little hard, pink button. India had a clitoris that was more like a miniature penis, slightly protruding from her dark bush as her wet finger traced rapid circles around it. My cock seemed to grow and become hotter to the touch for a few moments before my balls tightened and began to spray spunk all over the chests and stomachs of my two fantasy girls. Maybe it was the sight of my cock erupting. Maybe it was the feel of my hot jism landing on their sensitive flesh. India squeezed her little "girl cock" and screamed out in another orgasm. Lilly was right behind her with a shuddering climax of her own. I continued to beat my cock until it was fully spent and flaccid. We took a few moments to come down from this incredible high. We then realized that we were in desperate need of a shower. We arose and proceeded to the shower where we stepped into the warm, relaxing stream. We proceeded to soap each other and scrub away the traces of lust. Lilly spread her cheeks and said, "am I clean and shiny down there"? At the site of her sweet ass, I dropped to my knees and buried my tongue into her tight little bud. Since she was bent over, enjoying my attention, she found her mouth perfectly placed to suck on one of India's pert nipples. India immediately started finger fucking her and within minutes, Lilly was in the throes of another climax. I started to get back to my feet when India coyly said, "I would like some of that." Again, Lilly smiled and pushed my head back down in the direction of India's firm, little ass. At the touch of my tongue to her tight little opening she acted as though a spark had been set off in her. I gently probed her with my tongue until it was sliding in and out. She reached her neck up to kiss Lilly and alternated between her sweet lips and her delectable tits. This time I placed two fingers, then three into her love channel as I tongue fucked her ass. She had such a powerful orgasm that she bit down on Lilly's tit, startling her, and filled my hand. Her pussy, once again shot a stream of hot, sweet liquid. We finished cleaning up and toweled each other off. Without even bothering to dress we went to the living room, laid on a comforter on the floor and began to talk about our experience. After a while, India said she was ready for desert. Lilly said she did not think she could face any more food and remarked that she would rather be eaten than eat. My eyes locked onto India's with a knowing smile. We walked into the kitchen and retrieved the berries and whipped cream. Lilly, in blissful repose opened her eyes with a wide when my first spoon of cold berries landed on her tits. She let out a quick shriek when India traced the slit of her cunt with a generous portion of frigid whipped cream. It was clear at this point that the night was not over.