0 comments/ 13677 views/ 0 favorites Online Ch. 1 By: MorningStar We'd met probably two years ago, online, in a chat room for people over 40. I'd been one of the regulars for over 6 months when he showed up one night. It was a neat place to go and talk to people my own age. And boy did we talk. Every subject under the sun, but mostly about sex. We played with each other on the public page or in private side conversations. The room had the atmosphere of a local pub. Someone was designated each evening to play bartender. A couple of us made it a point to welcome everyone that came online....like we were the host or hostess for the evening. We always tried to include the new comers in on the general conversations. More than often a story line would start and we'd all take on roles as it progressed. People would come and go....some were asked to leave. Those guys or gals that were rude or abusive weren't appreciated, and once the regulars got wind of anyone bothering someone else...the entire room made it clear that their presence wasn't welcome anymore unless they behaved. Now don't get me wrong.....none of us really behaved. We all loved to flirt, throw out suggestive comments, and sometimes the reading got down right hot and humid on the public page. Personally I know a few guys that had a great time in the private side chats.....I made sure of it.....smile. But I digress from the story I want to share with you at this time. Back to the night he showed up in my life. We all took on nicknames in the room. Some of us knew each other's real names and we saved that for the private chats if we wanted to. Ranger came in and was having a hell of a time with his server kicking him out of the room. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence and we treated it like a revolving door at the bar's entrance. He was polite to all the ladies. A quality we appreciated in a newcomer. When he mentioned that he'd only had his computer for a few weeks and was totally new to the Internet, I sent him a private message and congratulated him in how well he was doing so far. Then I explained how the pm's worked. Well he was a quick learner in navigating the chat rooms features and before long we were chatting away throughout the rest of the evening. When he left, he thanked me for all the help and said he'd be coming back to see the 'room' again. I just smiled at him and said good night. Over the next couple of months we talked many times. The room carried on with it's playing of the 'game' as we called it. More often than not during the course of the evening there would be sessions of group encounters going on. We were getting pretty good of telling each other what we'd be wearing, how the short skirts and tight tops would be coming off, what was or wasn't worn underneath. How long legs would wrap around waists. How slow sensual kisses would heat up into passionate sessions of love making. I wish I had been able to save some of the stories we created in our minds and on the screens those evenings. What we wrote for each other's viewing fueled a lot of hands-on playing at each of the terminals we were working from. If only we could have met in person, we'd have had one hell of a party. I think the one thing that I discovered about myself during that time, was the fact I could pick up on people's moods easily through the conversations. That's what bothered me one night when Ranger showed up. I could tell something was wrong, even though he was still putting a few messages out on the public page. I finally sent him a private message and asked him outright what was the problem. After a little coaxing, he finally admitted there would been an accident at work that day and he couldn't sleep for thinking about it. Well the chat room wasn't a place to talk at great detail, so we switched to one of the instant chat message systems we both had on our computers. We said goodbye to the room and sat down to talk alone. Maybe I've got a knack I'm totally unaware of, but he opened up that night and talked for a couple of hours and I listened. I got the full description of the accident, what his work was all about, what his home life was all about, what his lack of respect and love from his spouse was all about, what his family background was all about....everything....and I listened. I'd ask the right questions at the right moments and more doors would open up. We compared experiences. I gave him a shoulder to lean on when he needed it. I discovered I really liked this guy and what he stood for. But like all my previous encounters with the opposite sex on here. I held my own information closely. I wanted to make sure that with time his stories stayed the same. I didn't need to deal with someone that couldn't be honest with me. The only way to do that was to just keep listening and wait and see. For some reason though, my gut reaction that night was he was telling me the truth from the start. I still hesitated. When he finally was talked out and thought he could go to sleep, I gave him a 'virtual hug and a kiss on the cheek' and said good night. We'd made arrangements to meet in the room again in a day or two. Well that was the beginning of meeting nearly every night to talk. Usually in the chat room for a few minutes, then on our own through the messaging system we used. As time went on his stories held true, we exchanged more information, more dreams, more likes and dislikes and being the person that I am (horny as hell most of the time) we got into cybersex online. I loved it. There's nothing more exciting than getting someone so damn hot on here that you know they're stroking themselves as they read about what you'd like to be doing to them if you were sitting face to face in the same room. We discovered that we both like a long session of foreplay that allowed us time to explore our partners body.......expeditions that included our hands, our mouths and the rest of our bodies....taking all the time in the world to find all the buttons that turn each other on. And man could he turn me on!!!!. We set the mood for that first session by describing a secluded cabin in the woods. Pine trees surrounding the house, hiding us from the world we normally lived in. A romantic fire filling the room with soft light and warming the beginnings of the evening's chill, greeted us when we arrived. Taking turns at describing what was in the room, we created a love nest to die for. Soft carpeting on the floor, leather chairs and couch, low tables, bar chairs, king sized bed, whirlpool and shower......our fantasy place had all the things we needed to discover each other's delights. As our cybering evolved we were not only describing to each other how we'd slowly undress the other person....we were undressing ourselves in the privacy of our computer rooms. Ranger would tell me which buttons to undo on my shirt and I'd comply. Eagerly reading each command from the screen.....taking time to write him back and telling him how I was doing it. Reaching up to carefully unfasten one button...then another.....letting my shirt start to open exposing the lacy bra underneath. My nipples were hard by the time the last button was open and with one hand caressing the soft skin exposed I tried to type out what I was feeling. For someone that had never 'played the game before that night' this man knew how to make love to a woman and get her aroused beyond her wildest dreams. Gradually I was doing less typing and more reading as he took over the story telling online. I could close my eyes and feel him standing behind me....his arms encompassing me....hands holding the weight of my full breasts gently....fingers reaching up to lightly brush across the hard nipples....his mouth searching out the softness of my neck and shoulders....trailing kisses up to my ear.....his tongue flicking out and wetting the ear lobe before it circled down into the opening....I sat at my computer with tingles running down my body......I couldn't type anymore....I tried...but all I could muster was a few "oooooooo's and aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh's and damn that feels good". Ranger told me to just sit back and read. He wanted to make love to me the way he would if we were together right then. Who was I to argue? As my cyber lover continued to run rampant with his mouth and tongue on my upper body he shed his own shirt and turned me around to face him. Cupping my face in his hands he lowered that wondrous mouth to mine, capturing my lips between his, he nibbled and chewed and tormented me unmercifully.....my own tongue kept licking my lips while I continued to read what he was telling me....looking for that mouth of his that was so many miles from me....damn I wanted him closer....there was an ache building within me at that moment that needed to be met. As he undressed both of us online....I undressed myself more here at the computer. When the assault to my senses let up a minute, I asked Ranger if I could touch myself. Up to that point I'd refrained from doing that because I knew if I did, I'd have the first explosion of many to come. He typed in a 'wicked grin' and told me to let my hand travel from my breast, across my stomach and to my thighs...but no....I couldn't touch that spot yet. The directions of what I was to do came slowly and methodically.....driving me higher in anticipation. Pushing back the desk chair, I leaned back and scooted my ass toward the front of the chair.....taking a hand on each thigh, I opened my legs, spreading wide and letting the cool, night air caress the moist inner recesses of my pussy. All I had to do was read he said...nothing more....read and follow his instructions. I did. I couldn't stop my legs from shaking as my fingertips slowly moved toward my clit. Taking one finger, I wet it within the folds of my pussy....dragging it closer to the hooded nubbin that was getting as hard as it ever had. Ranger told me to imagine it was his hand there, playing with me....that wasn't hard to do....in my mind's eye it was. My hand flattened out against the heat I felt between my thighs.....one rub of the heel of my hand on my excited clit and I gasmed, pouring juices all over the chair. Keeping one hand where it was, letting my fingers play with my nether lips....I tried typing to him what was happening. Any of you that have tried it, know typing one handed isn't an easy thing to do.....smile. But he got the idea that things were going well at my end, and he let me know that his hand was holding a very hard cock that was leaking precum at his end of the conversation. Well that did it! My mind took off on it's own. I could see him sitting there, shaft hard in his hand, holding it ready for my mouth to devour him. I typed to Ranger that I was about to cum and to wait for me a second. He started typing again something about watching me from across the room as I relieved myself of the pent up sexual tension. Watching me with my legs spread, my hand buried deep within me...finger's on one hand pumping in and out while the other hand pinched and teased my clit. I stood up at the desk and did just that......letting the drive of his words fuel the actions of my hands and I screamed as I flew over the top of the mountain with an orgasm unlike any I'd ever had before. Collapsing in the chair, I was spent....for the moment anyway. Ranger typed slowly, asking if I was ok. I answered back, telling him I was licking the sweet nectar from my fingers at the moment so I could type again. He 'smiled' at me.....and said good...that is what he wanted to hear. We'd both done it...and he needed to go get a towel to wipe up a bit. He'd be right back. I couldn't believe it. We'd both done it? He'd done all the work and I just read along. When he got back to the keyboard, I thanked him, and told him I thought he got short changed. I had learned I get just as tongue tied on the net as I do in person. I'm much better at showing and doing what I do so well in bed, than typing it out for someone to read. He told me not to worry. I typed enough at all the right times to let him know just how hot I was. His only regret was the fact that he wasn't in the room with me helping me clean up....with his tongue of course....grin. Then he dropped the bombshell. He was going to be in my area next month. Could we get together for dinner and really talk face to face? We didn't need to do anything more than that. He just wanted to meet me.....and thank me for all I'd done recently for him. For making him feel like he was a man that was needed and appreciated. Just dinner and maybe a drink. Nothing more. Oh my God!!!! Was I ready for something like an online friendship to go one step further and be an actual meeting? After tonight, how could I not be? We'd met probably two years ago, online, in a chat room for people over 40. I'd been one of the regulars for over 6 months when he showed up one night. It was a neat place to go and talk to people my own age. And boy did we talk. Every subject under the sun, but mostly about sex. We played with each other on the public page or in private side conversations. The room had the atmosphere of a local pub. Someone was designated each evening to play bartender. A couple of us made it a point to welcome everyone that came online....like we were the host or hostess for the evening. We always tried to include the new comers in on the general conversations. More than often a story line would start and we'd all take on roles as it progressed. People would come and go....some were asked to leave. Those guys or gals that were rude or abusive weren't appreciated, and once the regulars got wind of anyone bothering someone else...the entire room made it clear that their presence wasn't welcome anymore unless they behaved. Now don't get me wrong.....none of us really behaved. We all loved to flirt, throw out suggestive comments, and sometimes the reading got down right hot and humid on the public page. Personally I know a few guys that had a great time in the private side chats.....I made sure of it.....smile. But I digress from the story I want to share with you at this time. Back to the night he showed up in my life. We all took on nicknames in the room. Some of us knew each other's real names and we saved that for the private chats if we wanted to. Ranger came in and was having a hell of a time with his server kicking him out of the room. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence and we treated it like a revolving door at the bar's entrance. He was polite to all the ladies. A quality we appreciated in a newcomer. When he mentioned that he'd only had his computer for a few weeks and was totally new to the Internet, I sent him a private message and congratulated him in how well he was doing so far. Then I explained how the pm's worked. Well he was a quick learner in navigating the chat rooms features and before long we were chatting away throughout the rest of the evening. When he left, he thanked me for all the help and said he'd be coming back to see the 'room' again. I just smiled at him and said good night. Over the next couple of months we talked many times. The room carried on with it's playing of the 'game' as we called it. More often than not during the course of the evening there would be sessions of group encounters going on. We were getting pretty good of telling each other what we'd be wearing, how the short skirts and tight tops would be coming off, what was or wasn't worn underneath. How long legs would wrap around waists. How slow sensual kisses would heat up into passionate sessions of love making. I wish I had been able to save some of the stories we created in our minds and on the screens those evenings. What we wrote for each other's viewing fueled a lot of hands-on playing at each of the terminals we were working from. If only we could have met in person, we'd have had one hell of a party. I think the one thing that I discovered about myself during that time, was the fact I could pick up on people's moods easily through the conversations. That's what bothered me one night when Ranger showed up. I could tell something was wrong, even though he was still putting a few messages out on the public page. I finally sent him a private message and asked him outright what was the problem. After a little coaxing, he finally admitted there would been an accident at work that day and he couldn't sleep for thinking about it. Well the chat room wasn't a place to talk at great detail, so we switched to one of the instant chat message systems we both had on our computers. We said goodbye to the room and sat down to talk alone. Maybe I've got a knack I'm totally unaware of, but he opened up that night and talked for a couple of hours and I listened. I got the full description of the accident, what his work was all about, what his home life was all about, what his lack of respect and love from his spouse was all about, what his family background was all about....everything....and I listened. I'd ask the right questions at the right moments and more doors would open up. We compared experiences. I gave him a shoulder to lean on when he needed it. I discovered I really liked this guy and what he stood for. But like all my previous encounters with the opposite sex on here. I held my own information closely. I wanted to make sure that with time his stories stayed the same. I didn't need to deal with someone that couldn't be honest with me. The only way to do that was to just keep listening and wait and see. For some reason though, my gut reaction that night was he was telling me the truth from the start. I still hesitated. When he finally was talked out and thought he could go to sleep, I gave him a 'virtual hug and a kiss on the cheek' and said good night. We'd made arrangements to meet in the room again in a day or two. Well that was the beginning of meeting nearly every night to talk. Usually in the chat room for a few minutes, then on our own through the messaging system we used. As time went on his stories held true, we exchanged more information, more dreams, more likes and dislikes and being the person that I am (horny as hell most of the time) we got into cybersex online. I loved it. There's nothing more exciting than getting someone so damn hot on here that you know they're stroking themselves as they read about what you'd like to be doing to them if you were sitting face to face in the same room. We discovered that we both like a long session of foreplay that allowed us time to explore our partners body.......expeditions that included our hands, our mouths and the rest of our bodies....taking all the time in the world to find all the buttons that turn each other on. And man could he turn me on!!!!. We set the mood for that first session by describing a secluded cabin in the woods. Pine trees surrounding the house, hiding us from the world we normally lived in. A romantic fire filling the room with soft light and warming the beginnings of the evening's chill, greeted us when we arrived. Taking turns at describing what was in the room, we created a love nest to die for. Soft carpeting on the floor, leather chairs and couch, low tables, bar chairs, king sized bed, whirlpool and shower......our fantasy place had all the things we needed to discover each other's delights. As our cybering evolved we were not only describing to each other how we'd slowly undress the other person....we were undressing ourselves in the privacy of our computer rooms. Ranger would tell me which buttons to undo on my shirt and I'd comply. Eagerly reading each command from the screen.....taking time to write him back and telling him how I was doing it. Reaching up to carefully unfasten one button...then another.....letting my shirt start to open exposing the lacy bra underneath. My nipples were hard by the time the last button was open and with one hand caressing the soft skin exposed I tried to type out what I was feeling. For someone that had never 'played the game before that night' this man knew how to make love to a woman and get her aroused beyond her wildest dreams. Gradually I was doing less typing and more reading as he took over the story telling online. I could close my eyes and feel him standing behind me....his arms encompassing me....hands holding the weight of my full breasts gently....fingers reaching up to lightly brush across the hard nipples....his mouth searching out the softness of my neck and shoulders....trailing kisses up to my ear.....his tongue flicking out and wetting the ear lobe before it circled down into the opening....I sat at my computer with tingles running down my body......I couldn't type anymore....I tried...but all I could muster was a few "oooooooo's and aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh's and damn that feels good". Ranger told me to just sit back and read. He wanted to make love to me the way he would if we were together right then. Who was I to argue? Online Ch. 1 As my cyber lover continued to run rampant with his mouth and tongue on my upper body he shed his own shirt and turned me around to face him. Cupping my face in his hands he lowered that wondrous mouth to mine, capturing my lips between his, he nibbled and chewed and tormented me unmercifully.....my own tongue kept licking my lips while I continued to read what he was telling me....looking for that mouth of his that was so many miles from me....damn I wanted him closer....there was an ache building within me at that moment that needed to be met. As he undressed both of us online....I undressed myself more here at the computer. When the assault to my senses let up a minute, I asked Ranger if I could touch myself. Up to that point I'd refrained from doing that because I knew if I did, I'd have the first explosion of many to come. He typed in a 'wicked grin' and told me to let my hand travel from my breast, across my stomach and to my thighs...but no....I couldn't touch that spot yet. The directions of what I was to do came slowly and methodically.....driving me higher in anticipation. Pushing back the desk chair, I leaned back and scooted my ass toward the front of the chair.....taking a hand on each thigh, I opened my legs, spreading wide and letting the cool, night air caress the moist inner recesses of my pussy. All I had to do was read he said...nothing more....read and follow his instructions. I did. I couldn't stop my legs from shaking as my fingertips slowly moved toward my clit. Taking one finger, I wet it within the folds of my pussy....dragging it closer to the hooded nubbin that was getting as hard as it ever had. Ranger told me to imagine it was his hand there, playing with me....that wasn't hard to do....in my mind's eye it was. My hand flattened out against the heat I felt between my thighs.....one rub of the heel of my hand on my excited clit and I gasmed, pouring juices all over the chair. Keeping one hand where it was, letting my fingers play with my nether lips....I tried typing to him what was happening. Any of you that have tried it, know typing one handed isn't an easy thing to do.....smile. But he got the idea that things were going well at my end, and he let me know that his hand was holding a very hard cock that was leaking precum at his end of the conversation. Well that did it! My mind took off on it's own. I could see him sitting there, shaft hard in his hand, holding it ready for my mouth to devour him. I typed to Ranger that I was about to cum and to wait for me a second. He started typing again something about watching me from across the room as I relieved myself of the pent up sexual tension. Watching me with my legs spread, my hand buried deep within me...finger's on one hand pumping in and out while the other hand pinched and teased my clit. I stood up at the desk and did just that......letting the drive of his words fuel the actions of my hands and I screamed as I flew over the top of the mountain with an orgasm unlike any I'd ever had before. Collapsing in the chair, I was spent....for the moment anyway. Ranger typed slowly, asking if I was ok. I answered back, telling him I was licking the sweet nectar from my fingers at the moment so I could type again. He 'smiled' at me.....and said good...that is what he wanted to hear. We'd both done it...and he needed to go get a towel to wipe up a bit. He'd be right back. I couldn't believe it. We'd both done it? He'd done all the work and I just read along. When he got back to the keyboard, I thanked him, and told him I thought he got short changed. I had learned I get just as tongue tied on the net as I do in person. I'm much better at showing and doing what I do so well in bed, than typing it out for someone to read. He told me not to worry. I typed enough at all the right times to let him know just how hot I was. His only regret was the fact that he wasn't in the room with me helping me clean up....with his tongue of course....grin. Then he dropped the bombshell. He was going to be in my area next month. Could we get together for dinner and really talk face to face? We didn't need to do anything more than that. He just wanted to meet me.....and thank me for all I'd done recently for him. For making him feel like he was a man that was needed and appreciated. Just dinner and maybe a drink. Nothing more. Oh my God!!!! Was I ready for something like an online friendship to go one step further and be an actual meeting? After tonight, how could I not be? Online Ch. 2 I know I must have paused a bit, because Ranger asked again if I was ok. Think fast, MorningStar, you don't want to sound too anxious but you don't want to blow the chance of meeting him face to face either.....least that's what I kept telling myself. So I quietly asked about his wife, what was going to happen at home if we got together. He assured me it was part of a business trip that she wouldn't know anything about it. So the next question was what about MorningStar's husband? There was a pause in his typing...... just as quietly, he asked me what I thought would be the best way to handle the situation from my end of the line. Well it was time for MorningStar to confess a bit more to Ranger. More than what she'd revealed in the past, and then see if he still wanted to meet her. What Ranger didn't know was the fact that my husband and I had done some swinging in our past......hell we still did if the opportunity ever presented itself and we were in agreement about the encounter. Having been involved in mostly foursomes with other couples, we were looking to have a threesome with someone else. We'd done it once with another female and I discovered I was more of a bi than I thought I was. After that blissful episode, I could understand why the men of the world enjoy the feel of a woman's skin against their bodies, the soft, firm textures of a female's breast in your hand or mouth and the pleasure you get from exploring the folds of her pussy with your fingertips, tongue and lips....not to mention the fact that females just plain taste good.....smile. But my one lingering fantasy, yet unfulfilled, was to share myself with my spouse and another man who had similar techniques and desires that my loving husband had. Ranger fit the bill perfectly. His descriptions of the care he liked to take in making love to a woman....the long, slow foreplay where there was plenty of nibbling of necks and shoulders....tongues tracing trails across stretches of sensitive skin, hands roaming slowly, kneading muscles underneath, finding all those little tender spots that make the woman jump and then press against the hand or mouth for more....mmmmmmmmmmm....yeah he fit the bill alright. Reading his written thoughts had shown me a man that did things like my husband did....and I was hot enough to want to try it with him in a threesome. But would he understand and be game? It was already late in the evening and I chickened out and asked him if we could talk about it tomorrow. I needed time to think I told him.....what I really needed was time to talk to my other half and lay out the scenario for Ranger's approval. The only way I was going to be able to meet him face to face was in a threesome. I just needed to find the right words to see if he agreed or was interested at all. You know where my mind was the next day at work...it wasn't on what I was suppose to be thinking about.....grin. The following evening, neither Ranger or I went to the chat room. We talked on the private chat. Commenting on how the cyber had been for each of us....both a little awed by the fact that it almost felt real, and just how could that be? I just couldn't seem to 'work' my way around to saying anything about a threesome so I finally just told him I had to ask him a question. Had he ever considered a threesome with one gal and another guy? Another dam of information from his past opened up. Yes he had been in such a situation a couple of times and loved it. Of course that was before he was married and the opportunity hadn't presented itself since then. (At this point I was smiling so much at this darn computer screen, you'd have thought I'd been given the key to the candy store.) He launched into some heavy discussion of what had happened at one of those times. The girl was a hot number that never seemed to sleep. The guys had more than their hands full with her. During the night they'd both had her in the front door and the back door...(my ears perked up at that one), she'd give one guy head while the other was hammering away in her hot box, he'd pull out and she'd lick him clean while the other guy would take over the thrusting position between her legs. They took her on the bed, on the table, on the counter, in the shower, one resting while the other accommodated her never ending need for more cock somewhere. I was flabbergasted..... I thought I could go a long time....geeeeeeze.....what was I getting myself into here???? I made the appropriate comments during his story...the oooooooo's and aaaaahhhhhhh's again...the 'wish I had been there's'.....when he finally paused for a minute, he asked me why I'd asked. So I told him what I was thinking might work out for meeting him. His only response was to ask me what my husband thought. I 'smiled' and said why don't you ask him yourself, he's sitting here reading over my shoulder. Now that was a mistake, because I never did get the keyboard back that night. They talked for another hour or more. Ranger asking questions, hubby answering.....and all questions about me....what did I like .....how did I like doing this or that....it was like two high schooler's comparing notes about a date and we hadn't even gotten together yet. The next thing I knew there were 'files' transferred.....some pictures the hubby had taken with the digital camera......erotic shots he'd done of me previously. Seductive poses mostly, but as a real kicker the final picture he sent was a full blown crotch shot with my hand between my legs and the juices dripping off them.......you see....I'm a squirter...I couldn't any more fake an orgasm than a guy can, cos when I cum....I cum hard and I cum wet...two or three towels wet. Ranger smiled and gave us his itinerary.....it was a date. Oh my God....I had to get ready!!!! The time dragged by until the appointed day. The three of us talked every night until Ranger left on his way to our area. I had to work the Friday he was arriving so we arranged to meet him at one of the restaurants for dinner and a couple of drinks. I was a nervous wreck when I got home. Trying to decide what to wear, something suggestive but appropriate for dining out. The hubby finally took me by the shoulders and pointed me in the direction of his favorite outfit. A fitted blouse and skirt with a matching jacket. He was right, it did look good on me. I grinned at him as I started dressing.....his eyes widened when I got out a garter belt and hose instead of those 'damn panty hose' as he always called them. I put on the short slip over the garter belt and continued dressing......I don't wear panties....they always seem to get in the way....smile....as the skirt slipped over my hips and I tucked in the blouse....he sneaked up behind me and placed his hands on my thighs, moving them slowly up under the skirt....so he could feel the cheeks of my ass.....there wasn't a thing I could do but back into those big, strong hands of his and wiggle a little....deftly he slid a finger along my slit and forward to the clit....teasing it till it stood out at attention.....mmmmmmmmmmmmm.....slipping that same finger gently inside me, he trailed it back to the crack of my ass and teased that little hole as well...then removed it....straightened my skirt for me and licked his finger dry. "Just wanted to see if you were wet yet or not....you are"....with that, he finished getting dressed himself and I waited downstairs. Butterflies are not what I had in my stomach on the drive to the restaurant...they felt more like a flock of seagulls flapping around in there. Would we recognize each other? Would I be able to spit out two intelligent words or even make a complete sentence? Was I dressed ok? Could I even eat anything without getting sick? Maybe I should just go home and forget the entire thing......that's when the car door opened for me....there he was ...bigger than life helping me out of the car. Seems he and the hubby had planned this part without my knowing. He knew what our car was like and wanted to surprise me. Did he ever!! He closed the car door, the hubby went to park it and while he was gone I got one of the tightest hugs I've ever had. With his arms around my waist, mine around his neck, he twirled me around several times before he let me put my feet back on the ground....then he lowered his head and kissed me full on the mouth in front of God and everyone....."That's just for starters" he said in my ear so no one else could hear. The three of us walked in to the restaurant, got our table and ordered way more than we needed to eat. But after a few minutes of pleasant conversation we were all starting to relax more During the first drink, I felt a hand reach over and give my knee a squeeze in reassurance, that was my hubby smiling that way at me.....he like Ranger....they had so many similar interests and experiences, that carrying on a conversation was like talking to an old friend you hadn't seen in a long time. Oh I got a few comments in once in awhile, but for the most part, I was too busy sneaking glances at my two 'would-be' lovers. Somewhere during the main course I felt a hand on my thigh, but it was on the other leg this time. I glanced over at Ranger and just smiled a little smile to let him know it was ok with me. I suppose he got the same message when I moved that thigh closer his direction....giggle...do you have any idea how much fun it is watching a man try to eat a meal with one hand above the table and one hand under the table? By the time dessert was offered by the waitress, the hand had found the top of my nylons and reached a bit further until my personal dessert offerings were reached. We all agreed, we didn't have room for dessert, we just didn't tell the waitress that we were more interested in a different kind of dessert to top off this evening's meal. When Ranger reclaimed his hand, he made a point of bringing his fingers to his mouth. He looked me straight in the eyes and smiled as he licked them dry. That seductive glance he gave me had me squirming in the chair. The 'tingles' were racing and I wasn't sure I was going to make it to the car before I needed some relief. While the guys were doing battle over the bill, I excused myself to go visit the ladies room. Thank God, women's bathrooms have doors on the stalls for privacy, because at that particular moment in time, I needed some privacy. I didn't want to make myself cum, but I sure as hell wanted to touch myself for a little bit. At least pinch myself to make sure this whole thing was real and I wasn't dreaming. Inside the stall I lifted my skirt and found a fairly wet pussy that was threatening to leak a lot if I didn't stop thinking so much about what was going to happen in a short while. Reaching between my legs, I found a clit that was aching for some attention and who was I to deny it's request. Rubbing it lightly before I inserted my own fingers to sample my juices, all I could think about was the fact the last fingers in there weren't mine. Ooopss...stop thinking MorningStar or you're gonna cum before you want to.....it didn't work....grin...but at least where I was right then, I didn't have to worry about having a wet spot on my skirt when I came out to meet the guys at the door. The restaurant was within a short walking distance of Ranger's motel, so we left our car there and strolled along the lighted pathway back to his room. Linking my arms between my two escorts, I was walking in seventh heaven. We chatted with each other easily all the way up to the door of his room. His company must be a great place to work for, because the suite he was staying in was wonderful. Being a woman, I had to explore a bit and look around. A big couch in front of the TV, two over sized chairs that looked comfy, and the bathroom had a huge whirlpool tub........mmmmmmmmm that might come in handy later....walking into the adjoining bedroom, I was greeted with a huge king sized bed. This place had great possibilities. I returned to the 'living area' of the suite to find the hubby lounging on the couch and Ranger occupying one of the chairs. One of them had put on a favorite CD of mine. Hubby looked up as I walked in front of the couch, smiling, he winked at me again, knowing the music always drove me along with it's rhapsodies when I was hot. He'd put more into planning this evening than I had realized. As I walked in front of the TV, I realized my favorite X film was playing on the VCR. Both of the guys seemed to enjoy watching the movie without the sound on, just letting the CD be the background music. I settled myself in the other chair, opposite Ranger and hubby and decided to watch with them, until someone started something more interesting. A few comments about what was happening on the screen were tossed between the men.....I just watched and before I knew it, I was totally involved in the action on the TV, and forgot there was anyone else in the room. The movie was one designed more for a woman's appeal, in the sense that the plot had a bit more to it than 'slam bam thank ya ma'am'.....and the scene started with the woman sitting in a chair much like the one I was in....and she was doing a slow dance with her hands over her body....discovering the pleasure she could give herself. As she let her mind wander, her hands did the same.....and so did mine. When her hand raised up to the top button of her blouse, my hand followed. Mirroring her actions I slowly undid each button then moved my hand as she moved hers, to caress the top of my breast lightly. We each gently tickled the exposed skin before letting our finger and thumb find the nub rubbing against the lace. Rolling that hardening nipple beneath the material until there was no question in anyone's mind that it was excited about the treatment it was receiving. She moved her other hand to the other breast.....so did I...both of us arching into our own hands, seeking the pressure and release, until it was time to let the straps fall from our shoulders and allow the air to make contact with the rosy tips we had created. As her one hand and arm cradled her breasts the other hand glided down her stomach, over the top of her skirt, to her thighs. She spread those lovely legs open further for the camera to see, mine spread as well.....allowing and audience I didn't realize I had, watch in delight. Soon the actress and I were both exploring what there was to find under our skirts. I'd watch a bit, then close my eyes and let my other senses take control. Finding a warm, moist slit beneath my fingertips, I draped one knee over the arm of the chair and found myself arching into my own hand almost giving in to the need to climax. But I didn't want to peak yet. Taking a deep breath I brought my fingers up to my mouth, sucked on them slowly and opened my eyes to see that she had been doing the same thing. My hips were rocking on the chair, creating a creaking noise that was music to my ears...not being able to control my own voice, those little moans of contentment and pleasure were mixing with the quiet background music in the room. As I reached once again for that velvet box between my own legs, I dropped my head back, exposing my neck and shoulders more, when I heard an "Oh my God....I can't stand it anymore!!" There stood Ranger, in front of my chair. His shirt was off, his belt was off and his shaft was straining against the zipper so nicely. What a vision to see, a muscular chest, nicely furred across his nipples, disappearing into a V at the top of his pants, and this vision was bending down to kiss my neck and shoulders. He put one hand on each arm of the chair, stood between my legs and let nothing touch me but his mouth as it started trailing little kisses around my upper body. Every time I tried to lean up into him, he'd back up enough so I couldn't come in contact. And here I thought at times I was a tease. He was much better at this game, or so he thought. Once his mouth licked my breast where I'd dripped some of my juice, his game plan changed. With one low growl in his chest at the first taste of my honey, he dropped to his knees between my thighs and forced them even further apart with his arms and hands. Taking just a moment to sit back on his heels, he gazed at the site before him, then looked up at me and smiled. As his fingers moved closer to my center, he looked over his shoulder at my husband and asked permission to eat at the smorgasbord. With a nod of the head from hubby, Ranger delved in for the first of many such delightful side trips to come. I had both knees over the arms of the chair by now, pelvis tilted forward, cheeks on the edge of the chair and my hand on the back of his head, holding him close. He wasn't in any hurry to move away too far. I looked over at the couch where my loving partner in life had shed his shirt and pants and was stroking one hell of a hard on through those damn sexy boxers he wears. I licked my lips and winked at him, telling him with my eyes that I wanted to be taking care of that rod that was trying so hard to peek out of his boxers at me. He smiled back, stood up and dropped his shorts, stepping out of them and walking over to stand along side the chair. No one was watching the movie by this time. We had our own plot growing. I took the cock offered my mouth and played with the tip of it....letting my tongue circle the head....find the slit...lick down the shaft then back up....doing the same thing to top as I did to the underside. When I took him in my mouth and started sliding over his hard shaft, a tongue darted across my clit while two fingers inserted themselves in my own love canal.....with a quick tug on my hard clit and a flick of Ranger's fingertips against the inner button I have, I pulled harder on the cock in my mouth and at the same time, flooded Ranger's mouth with my juices.....giving him one of his first encounters with a squirter.....he lapped, he drank, he lapped some more...the entire time I was sucking and pumping my head against the cock I wouldn't let go off. Hubby's hand was holding my mouth close, one of my hands was holding Ranger's head close, the other was cupping and caressing hubby's balls while Ranger's hands were under my ass and probing my throbbing pussy. I had to let it go...I couldn't stand it anymore....and when Ranger used one hand to open my pussy wide to watch me squirt there was no denying the man his pleasure and showing him what I told him I could do...... I came...and I came hard....and when I came, the hubby came at the same time...pumping his load into my mouth, filling it so I couldn't swallow enough to keep up with the delivery. The front of Rangers chest was wet from my own delivery....his chin was dripping as well, letting more of my juices fall on that furry playground of his. He handed me and hubby towels to clean up with, stood up and crooked his finger at me....once again smiling. "Thank you baby," he said...."but I'm not done with you yet!!" That seductive smile he gave me spoke volumes. I stood up from the chair, took a step toward him, stood and waited. He reached around my back, unbuttoned the skirt and let it fall to the floor at my feet. Then he reached up and pushed my blouse off my shoulders, it dropped as well. Pulling me close, kissing my neck and shoulders he quickly undid the bra, so all I was wearing was the garter and nylons. Looking at my husband, Ranger said, "let's take the rest off , while we're on the bed". I smiled at them both and led the way to the bedroom....making sure they both got a good long view of the ass that wanted them both at once. Neither one of them stayed in the living room....smile. Online Ch. 3 Now you have to realize, that I'm still a fairly normal person. Least I'd like to think so. But after talking to someone for two years, be it in person or over the phone or on the net, you begin to really get to know a lot about them. That is if you've both been honest. And honesty on the net is very important when you're dealing with other peoples emotions. That was something Ranger and I and the hubby had talked about a lot before this evening even started a couple of hours ago. A COUPLE OF HOURS??????...wait a dang minute....where'd the time go already? I was having way too much fun to call it an evening, and I hadn't even gotten to see Ranger in the buff yet. Good thing the kids were spending the weekend with friends, because I wasn't sure we would be going home until Sunday at some time, and it wasn't even Saturday morning yet. I smiled to myself, as I approached the foot of the bed. I wasn't normally an exhibitionist but for some reason tonight I could do it. Maybe it was the thrill of having someone watch my moves and knowing he appreciated what he saw or maybe it was the fact he saw me for myself, a mom with growing kids at home and a body made for loving. I don't know which it was, but I felt sexy enough to show off none the less. I raised one knee to the bed, spreading my legs just a bit, allowing a quick view of the moist pussy between, then I put the other knee up along side. I slid my arms forward toward the head board, leaving my feet hang over the end of the bed and my tush up in the air. I could hear clothes dropping to the floor with a soft swoosh, telling me that Ranger had joined in getting totally into the project. Glancing over my shoulder toward them, I grinned as I spread my knees apart opening up the view area. When he started moving toward the bed, I had to laugh as I scooted out of reach. Well that was my plan anyway. Before I could get to the headboard, there was a hand clamped around my ankle, snagging my escape. Now somewhere along the line of all of our conversations, I had been foolish enough to let him know I was very ticklish....especially my feet. Damn that man for remembering the little details. Playfully he held on to the ankle with one hand and laid his other hand on the bottom of the foot, resting the heel of his hand on my instep. I didn't dare move or I'd be giggling uncontrollably. Wonderful Hubby came up and sat against the head board and just grinned from ear to ear. I'd been caught at my own game it seemed, and he was enjoying watching me squirm on my stomach. I got even. I grabbed his balls in my hand and told him to " watch it mister" he was in a pretty precarious position to be laughing at me. Of course when I'm holding those lovely orbs, I can't just hold them without playing with them a bit. So I started rolling them gently in my hand trying hard to concentrate enough to not let that ticklish foot get the better of me. I felt the mattress between my legs move down as Ranger kneeled on the bed. Looking over my shoulder again, I was trying to figure out what he was up too. His eyes met mine briefly then looked back down at my thighs and the snaps on the garter belt where the nylons were attached. He grinned a bit as the hand holding my foot let go and moved up the back of my leg, across the knee and stopped at the snap. A flick of his fingers and it was open. Reaching around to the front of my thigh, he repeated the procedure and that one was open as well. He bent over and with his teeth, grabbed the nylon and pulled it off my thigh until it was past the knee...then he used his hand to finish the job while his tongue slathered the soft spot at the back of my knee. God, I was in heaven. Darling Hubby moved enough so he was sitting on his knees, with my head in between them. He took my arms and placed them along side of me so I was lying flat on the bed now, head turned to the side. Massaging my shoulders and upper back, he watched from his vantage point while Ranger continued to remove my remaining clothes. Slowly taking the last nylon off, just like the first, then moving his hands up to my hips he lifted me just high enough to slip the garter belt down past the cheeks of my ass. I could feel him back up from me as he continued to pull it slowly off my lower body, pulling my legs together again. Now this was not the position I really wanted to be in at the moment and when I moved to separate my thighs again, I felt two arms of steel sliding along the outside of my legs, preventing me from moving at all. The weight of his chest on my legs felt too good to argue, so I didn't. I just lay there taking all the sensations in. My brain trying to sort out the differences of the touching I felt on my back and on my legs. I gave up. It all felt too good. I just closed my eyes and went with the flow, letting them explore me like they said they'd wanted to from the start. I was getting what I wanted, who was I to direct traffic at this point anyway? Giving in to the total relaxing massages I was getting at both ends of my body, I was surprised when there was a mouth nibbling on my legs and another nibbling on my neck. The guys had moved to lie one on each side of me, and seemed to be reading each other's minds at how to proceed. Little nips on my calves, little nips on my shoulder, little licks on my calves, little licks on my shoulder, little nips all over, traveling up and down without any pattern involved. I never knew where to expect the next one. It was driving me crazy. I didn't know which way to move, which direction to turn, which way to push toward for more. Sensory overload is such a weak term for what my body was experiencing at that moment. All I could do was rock my hips against the sheet under me to try to relieve the tension I felt building inside. I was about done just lying there being loved to death. I needed to do some loving as well. When there was a slight hesitation in the action on my backside, I flipped over and greeted two surprised gentlemen with a smile as I laid on my back for a change. At least this way I could handle the bulges that were more than evident to my eyes once I opened them. So grabbing each in cock in a hand, I started to stroke those shafts and do some teasing of my own. Strong willed as the two guys tried to remain, they both gave in to what I was doing and let me play for awhile. That was fine with me, I needed to cool down a little or I'd be peaking again and I didn't want to do that until I had a cock inside me this time. Somehow I must have gotten my intentions across to them both because they acquiesced and both laid back so I could move from mouthing one cock to the other, never letting go of either with my hand or my mouth keeping busy and keeping them stiff and ready for me. The first drops of that delicious precum, landing lick honey on my tongue. The slight difference in flavors evident, but the they mixed so well. I was hungry for cock and I was getting my taste buds satisfied very nicely, but I could tell I was also taking them pretty close to the top and I didn't want them cumming yet. I had other plans in the back of my mind. With a quick lick and flick of my tongue on Ranger's cock. I crawled on top of the hubby presenting him with a very moist pussy and waiting back door. I was facing forward, so I could lean down and take his shaft in my mouth again. Now of course this made Ranger watch, but he wasn't disappointed in what he was seeing. By moving so he was getting the same backside view that the hubby had, Ranger was learning how to get my ass as wet and excited as my clit and slit. And remember, he's a fast learner. I rubbed my crotch and crack in the face behind me until there was nothing more he could do but insert first his tongue, then a finger and then another finger in that little tight hole of my ass. With each lubricated thrust into that soft, strong muscled hole, I was dripping more juice on the chest under me, creating a very slipper surface to ride on. I raised up, had the hubby move so his leg were over the side of the bed and then grabbed that cock of his and had him help me slide it in that little doorway to heaven. Leaning back against his chest and I supported myself with my arms I could feel him twitch within me. His hands on my hips helped me move up and down that wonderful rod while exposing a pussy that was spasming almost uncontrollable. Ranger knew where he needed to be. And that wasn't on the bed at the moment. Walking around so he could kneel in front of us, he dropped down and dove in with his tongue and mouth, licking at first, the outer recesses of my swollen, throbbing pussy, lapping up the moisture on the outside until it was almost all gone. That mouth moved up to my clit, circling it at first, then pulling it up and out, sucking on it deeply, releasing it to my disappointment, only to find it again and start all over to my delight. I was reaching a place I had never experienced before and when I thought I couldn't take it any longer, he placed one then two fingers at the opening of my slit, beginning a whole new rhythm with his tongue and hand coordinating and orchestrating a new symphony of pleasure for me. I couldn't talk more than to get out a few "Oh my god's" and yeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssses. I looked at Ranger and begged with my eyes for him to put the final act together. He rose up from his kneeling position, leaned over me and asked me what I wanted him to do now. I raised one hand to his head, pulled his mouth down to mine, licked his lips slowly, probed his mouth gently, retreated and asked him to please fuck me......now. With a quick thrust of his hips he was inside my front door. Ranger's eyes closed as he mouthed 'yes' and started counter stroking against the cock he could feel under that thin layer of skin within the interior of my wet, hot box. As one drove deep the other pulled out. It was all I could do to not die from the ecstasy I was feeling. I could feel thigh muscles under me tensing for release at the same time I could feel thigh muscles on top of me doing the same thing. That's all it took. The floodgates within me took over as I screamed out in pleasure. With each thrust Ranger took I juiced around his pulsing cock, with each contraction that accompanies that juicing, I was squeezing the cock in my back door, milking it until there was no stopping any of us. We exploded so close together that you couldn't tell where one started and one stopped. When I came to enough to realize I was still sandwiched in between a couple of big guys and I needed to breath I wiggled a bit so they both sorta popped out of me. I continued to wiggle enough that they finally released me and all three of us sprawled out on that big bed. None of us wanted to move just yet, other than to cuddle up with me back in the middle. Time for that slow wind down following some fantastic sex. Bit of caressing, bit of kissing and saying thank you with our hands and mouths, and just a little bit of drifting off to sleep, content as kittens sharing a bowl of cream. But I wasn't ready to really fall asleep yet. And I hadn't used all of this room yet either. So playfully slapping the guys on the legs, I jumped off the bed and told them, "last one in the whirlpool is a rotten egg". Online Ch. 4 I left the bathroom door open, hoping that before too long I'd get some company in the whirlpool. Nice bathroom, this motel gave it's clients. Big sink with a long counter top available to put all your goodies on, or to put someone on. My brain had not shut down yet, but after all the fun the three of us had been having so far, my aching muscles needed a warm shower and a good soaking. The whirlpool was on of those kinds that could hold three or four people. It had an shower head in there as well, so I turned on the water, adjusted the temperature, placed one of those huge, overgrown, fluffy towels close enough to reach, and climbed in under the spray. I figured it could at least wash off the most of the 'mess' before I started to fill the whirlpool. That in itself was going to take awhile from the size of the tub. Grabbing the bar of soap and a washcloth, I lathered up and started to wash up. For some odd reason my skin was still tingling from the workout I'd just had. The texture of the washcloth was just a bit much so I took the bar of soap in my hands and put it against my own triangle of fur and created enough suds to rub them all over my body. MMMMMMMMM.....did that feel good, the slipperiness of my hands gliding over my skin. I closed my eyes and the recent memories of other hands on me filled my mind. I started to sway against the music still playing in the other room, doing a sort of erotic dance with my hands over myself. Fingers spread wide across my stomach, moving up under my breasts, cupping them, wrapping my hand around the nibbles so I could tweak the nubs to sharp points again, I rocked my hips to the beat of the Celtic drums playing in the background. Hugging myself for a minute, I tried to remember everything that had happened, but it was like looking at the threads in a woven tapestry. No one thread stood out alone, but when gazed at all together, a beautiful picture emerged. My hands wandered down along my sides and down under the cheeks of my ass. Kneading the flesh with my fingertips, I couldn't stop from turning around in the shower and sticking my butt toward the needle fine spray of hot water and wiggling it around while I let my hands roam toward the juncture of my legs. After all the activity seen down there I had to make sure I was clean and fresh again, now didn't I? I straightened up, turned around again to rinse off better and start filling the whirlpool when four hands grabbed me and lifted me out of the tub. "What the HELL!!!" I yelled in surprise as the guys plunked me down on the counter top with my back against the mirror. Hubby handed Ranger the soap so he could clean up while I was getting a tongue bath on the counter top. I put both feet up on the edge of the counter so I could balance a little better and so there wasn't any doubt where I eventually wanted a mouth to be. As much of a turn on it was to watch Ranger standing in the shower, it was just as frustrating because I wanted to be the one to wash his back for him, but at the moment I didn't want to move away from what was happening to my pussy either. No way could I have another orgasm yet. It just wasn't possible I thought to myself. But darling Hubby had other ideas and a few tricks up his sleeve....well let's say on his mind....since his shirt was off after all. Leaving one hand buried in my pussy, he leaned forward and took my mouth with his. This man of mine knows how to kiss and he knows how I like to kiss as well. He started by just touching his lips to mine, lightly, then running his tongue across my top lip, under the bottom lip and back to the part in my lips as they opened up for a quick little probe inside. As I tried to capture his tongue with my mouth he pulled away and shook his head at me, grinning an "Oh no you don't...not yet" sort of smile at me. So I settled back against the mirror and waited for a better chance to get him. With one hand he lifted my left breast to his mouth and started to tease the nipple back to that hardness I'd had a few minutes ago, making all the little bumps around it to stand up as well. The fingers of his other hand were rubbing my clit to a matching erection all of it's own. Changing so the pad of his thumb was on the clit he started to tap it gently, then he'd rub it a couple of times and then tap it again. Changing his patterns and keeping me on the edge waiting for a release again, but never quite letting me get to that point. Soon he moved his mouth to the other breast and played the same game with me, driving me closer than backing down again so I wasn't allowed to go over the top. All I was allowed to do was drip on the counter top and try like hell to not slip in the puddle that was forming under my butt. Looking over at the shower, I could see that Ranger was done. He stepped out and tapped Hubby on the shoulder like he was cutting in on the dance floor. Hubby smiled, moved and got into the shower while Ranger took over the counter top activity schedule. I dropped my feet from the edge of the counter and pulled him close for a big hug. Wrapping my hands around his back, I could feel the soft hair of his chest against my sensitive breasts. His hands touched me gently on the sides before he let them slide up my back to my shoulders. Resting my head against his shoulders, I let my mouth caress his neck, nibbling my way up to his ear, where I whispered softly....."Baby, I feel soooooooo good right now. Thank you" His hand move up under my hair, he leaned back, looked me in the eye and smiled one of the biggest grins I've ever seen. Leaning forward he took my mouth with his and carefully kissed me. A sweet kiss that was exploring, tasting, enjoying the contact. He opened my lips with the tip of his tongue, probing inside. Licking my teeth, the inside of my lips and finally doing battle with my tongue. What had started as a gentle thank you kiss was building into a search for more. The embers of passion were flaring again and neither one of us were about to stop it right now. Pulling me off of the counter to stand in front of him, he reached around me and grabbed my ass and pulled me up tight against his erection. Rubbing hip to hip, pelvis to pelvis, grinding against me. My hands moved to his butt and kneaded his cheeks like he was doing mine. Oh I loved this kind of dance!! Slowly Ranger pulled back, put his hands on my shoulders and made me turn around to face the mirror so I could see what he'd been watching over the top of my head. As he stood behind me, he cupped my breasts and pressed the length of his cock against the crack of my ass. I place my hands on the counter top for balance and pushed back into him, constantly watching us in the mirror in front of me. My peripheral vision caught another movement in the mirror, as Hubby stepped out of the shower and watched us playing with each other. He grinned in the mirror at me, blew me a kiss, grabbed the towel and stepped out of the bathroom for a minute. Ranger was hotter than ever. I swear he was bigger than before too. At least from my present position it sure felt like it. Hubby came back in and handed Ranger some lube, which he generously poured down the crack of my ass and over his hard cock. Bbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrr that's cold stuff when it's not been warmed up, but with the temperature that my body was rising too, it only added to the sensations I was going through. Putting one hand on my back and forcing me to lie with my head on the counter, Ranger positioned the head of his cock at my little hole. "Sweetheart, you promised me I could fuck your ass, and that's just what I'm going to do right now....you ready?" The silly man asks if I'm ready, when that's all we've talked about online for so long. Of course I'm ready. If I wasn't ready would I be here with my ass in the air begging to get poked? Well I didn't say that out loud, but it did run through my head. All I did was relax against the head of his cock and push back quickly. I think the boy got his answer as he slipped in full length and bottomed at the base of his cock with his balls slapping against my butt. Once we got the position comfortable for both of us, I looked up in the mirror again to see a man with his head tipped back, his hands on my hips and his eyes closed. I decided to concentrate on making him feel extra special good, so I let him guide my hips while I contracted and released the pressure from my backdoor. Squeezing gently, relaxing as he pulled back...the after he had pushed back inside of me again, I'd squeeze a bit more tightly, keeping rhythm with him but milking his shaft with my butt this time instead of my pussy. Hubby decided he couldn't pass up the chance to get in on the fun after all, and pretty soon he was on the floor between my legs and fingering my clit. When I started to let the juices flow, he just sat under me with his mouth open to catch the drops that were starting to come from inside of me. I looked down at him and couldn't stand it, I had to cum. I told him to hit the button for me, he knew which one. With a nod of his head, he stuck three fingers inside my cunt and started stroking the g-spot and was rewarded with another shower of sorts as he sat there on the floor. Ranger felt the contractions of my pussy on those fingers and the fingers inside me rubbing against his cock. A low growl became in his chest and he roared in my ear as he rammed home his cock. That's all it took for me to explode one more time. Hubby got up from the floor, Ranger pulled out and I just leaned on the counter. I could still hear the whirlpool filling. We'd forgotten to shut it off. One of the guys must have read my mind because the water quite about the same time I was wondering if it was going to flood the floor. Hell I'd flooded the floor. We needed a mop. I stood up. Turned on the water in the sink, grabbed the washcloth and turned around to wash my lovers's bodies. Rinsing the cloth out a couple of times, I washed my own tender pussy and ass, then I climbed into the whirlpool and stretched out to soak. I didn't know about those two guys, but I needed a breather and a massage. I didn't have long to wait for two more bodies to join me in there. Once again, I was the meat of the sandwich as they put me in the middle between them. I leaned back against the molded rest and sighed in contentment, wondering to myself just why I'd been nervous this morning. I sure wasn't nervous now. I was ecstatic, and I didn't think we were done yet. When Ranger pulled me between his open thighs, I knew we weren't done. I leaned back against his chest and stuck one of my feet in Hubby's crotch so I could rub his cock as it floated in the water. No.....we weren't done yet....smile To Be Continued... Online Ch. 5 I love soaking in a whirlpool when the water's hot and deep, covering my entire body, sliding down so just my head is above the water, watching my breasts float gently, seeing the nipples soften and relax like the rest of the muscles are doing, then moving back up so those same nipples are exposed to the cooler air of the room.....mmmmmmmmmmmmm..oh yes....I love soaking in a whirlpool. But I'm usually alone when I do it. Not the night Ranger, Hubby and I got together. I had company. Oh what pleasant company to share a big tub with though. We were all a bit worn around the edges after the last few hours of playing together, and taking this time to let the jets hit some sore muscles was just what we needed. But considering two of the occupants were males, it was like a new playground for them. Neither one could leave the jets alone, trying to see where they could aim them, what body parts could be attacked with the strong spray of water. You'd have thought I was giving a couple of toddlers a bubble bath instead of two full grown males. Maybe I should have said 'growing fuller' males.....smile. Hubby grabbed the foot that had been playing in his crotch and lifted my leg up in the cold air. Ranger turned my shoulders so I was lying on my side. With a little bit of creative maneuvering on their parts, I soon had my crotch aimed at one of the jets. The full blast hit me dead center and I jumped. With Ranger spooned in behind me, I couldn't go very far when he reached between my legs and opened my flower to the blast inside my pussy walls. My god what a sensation. The outer lips of my cunt held open with a man's hand, the heat and pressure of a whirlpool jet against the inner lips. The inner muscles of my pussy pulled in and upward like I was stroking a shaft, but with nothing there but air....it just opened up wide like I was having some kind of internal exam. Talk about a hell of a douche, this was better than anything you could buy on the store shelf. Especially since I had so much enthusiastic assistance. Hubby leaned forward, bending my leg at the knee and reached toward my backdoor. Sliding his finger along the crack until he reached his goal, he pushed against the rim a little causing me to buck into the jet in front of me. I tried to convince the gentlemen that I was out of steam, but they wouldn't listen to my pleas. Ranger had one hand on my hip and one underneath around my shoulder, holding my head against his chest, close enough I could feel the hairs on his chest tickle my ear. He reached over to another water jet and aimed it at my breasts as they floated in the water close to his hand. Once he had the jet spraying at the nipples he reached down and started to tweak them between his thumb and finger, rolling them slowly until they peaked once again. The finger invading my ass had breached the rim and with deliberate moves was pushing inside and pulling out. Hubby placed my leg on his shoulder and used his other hand to isolate my clit and let the first jet's stream hit just the exposed nub, pushing the hood back with the power of the water. I couldn't stop from moaning as the burning embers of my passion flared again with the attention my body was getting. Ranger's cock was starting to press into me. I placed my free foot against my darling Hubby's cock and played footsie with it, trying to distance my mind from the onslaught of their hands, but it didn't work. These two guys had developed a sixth sense at how to move in unison and take me over the edge quickly. Have you ever had an orgasm in water? You can feel the muscles of your calves and thighs tighten. Your stomach clinches up, your back arches, you throw back your head and you purrrrrrrrrrrrr so loud before your moans turn to deep throated screams of passion. Then you collapse back into the water and if you're as lucky as I was that night, back into the arms of a lover. The boys finally let my leg down when the timer on the jets went off. It was time to get out and dry off. We were starting to look like prunes in places you don't want to look pruney. Ranger got out first, followed by Hubby and they both extended a hand to help me get out. I needed all the help I could get. I wasn't sure I had the strength to get out on my own. They stood me in the middle of the room, each grabbed a towel, one dried the front, one the back. Hubby took me by the hand, pulled me close and kissed me deeply before asking if I was having a good time tonight. All I could do was grin like a Cheshire cat. He told Ranger he guessed he had an answer to a silly question. I was going to grab a towel to throw around me, but Ranger held it out of reach and told me to forget it. He knew what I looked like and modesty at this point was mute. I guess he was right. I giggled and walked back to the bedroom and threw back the covers from the bed. Sneaking between the sheets, I grabbed the middle pillow and curled up into a ball. I was tired and I wanted to take a little nap. Someone turned off the music and turned back on the film. It had finished and we never noticed. I hate static over a tv sound system. The guys were trying hard to remember the last thing they watched on the tape. I could care less at that point. I was drifting off to sleep with the music of their voices talking together in quiet companionship. I hope I didn't snore. Sometime later they must have joined me. I never felt them come to bed but I did feel the arms wrapping themselves around me and pulling me back to a hairy chest. I still couldn't wake up, so I just snuggled down remembering that someone kissed the top of my head and whispered to have a pleasant snooze for now. I think I smiled at that. I don't remember. I do remember dreaming that my back was getting licked and nibbled. It was a pleasant feeling. Then I remember having my shoulder nipped gently. That felt good too. Funny how dreams can feel so real sometimes. While I was drifting up out of my slumber I realized that it wasn't a dream. There was a mouth on my back and shoulders and it was moving up to my neck. I tipped my head away from it, exposing more flesh when I was rolled over so the mouth could explore the V under my chin. Little soft licks of a warm, wet tongue were traveling up to my jaw. Nibbles that were sending lovely goose bumps all over my chest. First a trail of the tongue, then a mouth nibbling where the tongue was. Sometimes nips with exposed teeth, sometimes not. Hands started to follow where the tongue blazed a trail. A mouth covered mine tenderly, then left there to find another place to kiss. I felt hands massaging my arms and hands. Kisses caressed wherever a hand had been. The trail moved to my abdomen, tongue circling my belly button, moving down to the triangle of dark curls just above my pussy. The hands moved my thighs apart as the body moved to lie between my legs. The hands grabbed my calves and bent my knees so I was totally open to the mouth that was moving down further. Seeking the valley below, the tongue found my clit again and sucked it in deeply. I moaned softly. I was waking up. My eyes still weren't focusing, but my brain told me that I was being woken up by an expert. The question was which expert? I raised up on my elbows so I could watch what was being done, finding Ranger back where he'd always said he wanted to wake up at, between my thighs, eating pussy. Just the sight of his head there made me juice again in his mouth. The appreciative groan he gave me let me know he realized I was awake now and he was just getting started. Well I had my own plans to add to this little interlude. I grabbed his head with my hands and pressed my pelvis against his mouth all the tighter. He hit that button again and got another mouthful. I quietly told him to save the next one I did for me. He looked up at me quizzidly and I told him not to swallow. I wanted it in my mouth. The grin I got from that man was wonderful, as back down he went for more juice. When he caught the next mouthful, he crawled up across me and kissed me deeply, letting me drink the honey that I had just given him. With the press of his erection against my pubic bone and the taste of my love juice on my lips, I came unglued. It was my turn to eat. Now I'm not a tall person, so my lower center of gravity does give some assistance in leverage. And I am a strong gal for my size, so by catching him unaware, I flipped him on his back and straddled his face so I could get at that slab of meat between his legs. I was in a hurry this time and I dove right in taking his rod as deep within my mouth as I could. Sucking in my cheeks I put a lip grip on his cock as it throbbed to a new awakening hardness. Up and down the length of his shaft I moved my head. I could feel the tension in his legs build. His balls were pulled up tight in the sac, right up under the base of that lovely, blood engorged rod of his. What a beautiful sight to someone that appreciates the male body, and I appreciate it totally. The silkiness of the shaft, the ridges on the sac, the ability of the balls to roll within the confines of your mouth or your hand, all these things make me hotter than hell. I tried to slow down a little, so I moved away from the cock and started to lick where the leg and pelvis meet. I let my tongue guide my mouth to under the cheeks of his ass when I raised his leg so I could get my head there. Now in doing this, I had moved out of 'mouth' reach for Ranger, but his hands could still reach all the areas he had just kissed and he was playing my finely tuned instrument in a different manner with his fingertip. Strumming a new tune for me to dance to and I was loving the dance so far. When my mouth finally made contact with his bum hole, he nearly shot his load on my chest. Instead, he turned the tables on me and flipped me on my back again. Growling at me that I was not going to be on top this time. I wasn't arguing...smile With one knee pushing my legs apart, Ranger thrust home hard and deep. He lifted my legs up to his chest, my feet tucked behind his head and he drove straight down in to a hot pussy. One of his hands started rubbing my clit and the river broke loose again. The fluids escaping me with each pull back of his, ran down the crack of my ass onto the bed. I lay my hand on top of my pussy so his cock was sliding between my fingers, soaking my hand with my own moisture. Taking one finger of that wet hand in my mouth I sucked it dry before extending the hand to his mouth to lick. That was all it took for him to go over the top again and I wasn't far behind as I felt his cock expand inside me and empty it's pent up seed deep in my folds. I saw stars as he lie on my chest catching his breath. "Now that's the way I've always wanted to be woken up. Watching my wife get fucked silly by another man in the same bed with us. Thank you Ranger". I guess Ranger and I hadn't been as quiet as we thought we had been. Hubby had gotten his forty winks in and awakening to a site he'd been fantasizing about for a long time, me getting hammered by someone else sharing our bed was the impetus he needed to lean over and deliver a long, slow kiss to my waiting mouth. Ranger rolled over to his side of the bed, leaned on one elbow and gallantly told Hubby it was his turn. I turned toward my awaiting prince and asked how he'd like to be served. "On my face!" was the reply. I'd been smiling so much that night I thought my face was going to split. "My pleasure" I said turning so my tush was in his face and his cock under my breasts. Online Chat The following is a real conversation and email exchange. I have changed names and omitted email addresses to protect everyone. I hope you enjoy! You: 30s m US before you ask and subsequently hang up Stranger: Haha. Nope, I don't disconnect people on stuff like that. You: wow Stranger: what? You: i am just stunned to silence lol You: anyway, how is your day Stranger: Lol. Too many prejudice, horny people here for you too? And it was...awkward. Haha. What about yours? You: totally You: my day was great Stranger: that's good. that makes one of us. :) My name's Fiona Stranger: 19/f/usa by the way You: Derek You: nice to meet you Fiona Stranger: Nice to meet you too. What brings you here? You: what brings you here Fiona Stranger: I get bored and I like talking to new people. Stranger: You? You: nearly the same You: I catch lightening in a bottle once in awhile, so I follow the will-o-wisp lol Stranger: Haha. so, really personal question. Are you straight, gay, bi? Stranger: Sorry, just wondering. You: straight You: you? You: I have a strong preference for the feminine form lol Stranger: Lol. I'm not sure...if that makes sense. I like girls sometimes, most times I like men though Stranger: I touched my best friend's boobs to see what would happen.. lol You: anything? Stranger: We ended up in bed. You: really? what happened Stranger: She asked me why I touched her boobs, told her I was curious, she took me to her room, and we had sex You: no kidding Stranger: nope. You: that's... You: hot You: lol You: give me 5 or so, ok, bio break lol Stranger: lol, so guys really do think lesbo things are hot? Stranger: okay :) You: i can answer that Stranger: really? You: so, you asked me why lesbians are hot You: it is simple, I think You: I like to look at women, they are pleasing to the eye You: seeing two together sexually is just double the visual stimulation You: plus, when a woman has sex with another, she is really sensual You: you can feel the arousal... very erotic Stranger: Wow...that's the best explanation I've heard so far. You: thank you You: but you should tell me this story and slow it down a little You: your friend asked you to touch her boobs? Stranger: Nope, we were watching a movie on her couch. I just leaned over and touch her boobs. She was like "what was that for" Stranger: I told her that I was curious and I was kinda attracted to her. She said she thought that was really sexy Stranger: She took my hand and we went to her room Stranger: She laid down on her bed and pulled me on her. We made out for like 30 minutes Stranger: She started taking off our clothes and got out a vibrater You: wow Stranger: Yep Stranger: :) You: that must have been hot Stranger: I gotta go, [editor's note: email deleted], but I'll email you back, :) You are really cool. Love talking to you! Stranger: lol, I really don't wanna stop talking to you. You: me either You: obviously Stranger: Lol, I know we could. Wanna hear a secret real quick? You: sure Stranger: You made my heart skip a beat when you said you didn't wanna stop either You: :-) You: there is nothing I would rather do than chat with you You: well, almost nothing lol Stranger: Aww, please stop. You are making me melt, lol You: I don't believe you are providing the right incentive You: lol You: the rather would be kissing that neck and... You: I should stop lol Stranger: No, keep going. lol wait, email it please? I really wanna hear. But I'm soooo late. Haha You: you want me to email you my fantasy? hmmm Stranger: pretty please, with me on top? :) You: ok, I will think about it You: what was your friend's name, maybe I could work her in lol Stranger: True. We'll work it out. Lol, I would want you all to myself though. But Melissa. You: good night From: fiona To: derek Subject: Re: Hey Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2010 Hey, Derek. Told you you'd hear from me again. From: derek To: fiona Subject: RE: Hey Date: Tue, 26 Oct 2010 So, picture this... You and your friend Melissa invite me over to your place. We are watching a movie, something on in the background. It is dark and you and are on on the couch together, with Melissa at the side lying down. The movie gets a bit boring, so during a brief flash of white light, I can see that Mel has her eyes closed and her chest is rising and falling in a steady rhythm. I can feel myself getting sleepy myself. Then, like many of these types of cheesy action flicks featuring a strong leading man protecting a woman from harm, there is a sex scene wedged in the middle. Suddenly, I am not so tired anymore. I can feel your interest perk up also as the clothes start flying on screen. The main man is sucking on the nipples of the leading lady, and our eyes are glued to the screen. And just as things start to get interesting, the scene is over. I look over at you and you sheepishly look back. "Um, want something to drink?", you ask "Sure", I say, and you get up and move to the kitchen. You come back with a couple of drinks and set them down on the end tables. You move to sit back down in your spot, but I motion you over. I pat the seat in front of me and make room for you. You give me this look, shrug, and sit down between my legs. We are sipping our drinks and watching the movie, and I rest my other hand on your hip. More action, more explosions, sadly not much plot. Again, the hero and the lady start to kiss and he takes off her shirt. The movie slows down, the final love scene is going to take awhile. I take a peak over at Mel and she is still snoozing away. The scene is slow and sensual. I feel you scoot your butt backward, so I wrap my arms around your middle and pull you back towards me. I hold you firmly, and by now you have to know the effect both the movie and you are having on me. I move aside your short hair from your neck and lightly kiss it. I hear a distinct "mmmm". Like the movie, I am in no hurry. I am pretty sure where this is headed, but this cannot be rushed. I continue to kiss your neck, and I let my arms relax. Instead, I start rubbing your stomach with my right hand and your thigh with my left. I can feel your breath getting faster. Looking over at your face, I see a brief glimpse of absolute desire and then your eyes are closed and you leaning your head on my chest. I move my right hand up on your stomach, making little circles that end just below your breasts. As I make each circle, I can feel you tense up. The hero on screen has taken a breast in his hand on screen. On the next circle, you actually arch your back and I find myself touching your left breast. "Couldn't wait?" I whisper. You shake your head, still with your eyes closed. Your breath is definitely coming hard and fast now. I am massaging your breast, rubbing over the nipple and out again. I start to use my fingertips to lightly pinch the nipple. My left hand starts to get active. I slide it up and down on your thigh, moving it from the outside to your hip and waist. I can feel you start to move your butt, pressing it against me and then arching it as I make start circles with my left. I move my hand to the inside of your thigh, and you give me some room to roam. The action on the screen is heating up also, the hero is pulling down the pants of his partner and settling between her legs. You open your eyes briefly and I can hear you suck in your breath as the lady has her fingers wrapped in the heros hair and he is between her legs. I move my hand into the waistband of your loose pants and start to caress you through your panties. You let out a "MMMM" and press ever tighter against me. The combination of the action on screen and your utterances has me wondering, so I check Mel. Her eyes are open! She has them fixed on the movement of my hand within your pants. I quickly glance aside, she doesn't know I caught her. I slip my fingers inside your panties, you open your legs to give me access. As I put a finger inside you and caress your clitoris, I whisper something in your ear. I feel you tense just a little, then you shrug and remove your pants. You reach back and whisper to me, "let her"... From: fiona To: derek Subject: Re: Hey Date: Tue, 26 Oct 2010 Oh. My. God. Why didn't you keep going? That was so sexy! Please keep going. That was amazing! From: derek To: fiona Subject: Re: Hey Date: Tue, 26 Oct 2010 Well, then let me continue... ------------------ You scoot a little to the left, twisting your torso and breaking contact with me. I give a little sigh of disappointment, but you are just freeing your hand, which you place on the outside of my pants. Softly, you use your fingertips to press down on my penis, giving special attention to the top. That feels good! You then spread your palm and rub up and down. You definitely have my "full" attention now. I start to thrust my hips up to match your movements, my breath coming faster now. My penis definitely wants to come out and play, and as if you reading my mind, you unzip me, tug my pants down a bit, and release if from my underwear. I thought what you were doing to me before was good, but your fingers touch on my bare penis doesn't even compare. You stroke softly and I am completely lost in time: this is the only moment and we are the only people... I tug your panties with my left hand and you help me remove them. It is odd being bottomless on the couch, with both our shirts completely intact, but also sort of naughty. If you look above our waists, nothing, but there is a lot going on below. You twist your torso even more, which is good because I can reach your vagina with my left hand without stretching. I wonder at the move, but not for long. You pull up my shirt, and I think you want me to remove it, but before I can execute that task you start kissing my belly. I let out a loud intake of breath and I see you look up at me with a mischievous look. You trail kisses down and i am now fingering your clit with gusto. You use your right hand to stand up my penis and give a kiss directly on the head. I remember something: you'll have to forgive me, your actions have pushed everything from my mind. I look over at Mel and she has turned on her side, resting her head on her hand, but the other hand is petting herself through her pants quietly. She thinks that the dark is good enough cover, but I can definitely tell what she is doing. I find myself watching her and then I feel this most wonderful sensation as you put me in your mouth. "Mmmmm". I look at Mel's eyes, and she is alternating between look at your sucking of my penis and my rubbing between your legs. Interestingly, the look she gives for the penis is one of curiosity, but the one she has when she looks at your pussy is one on animal lust. I start to develop some theories about your roommate. Theories that I would later learn to be correct. You are ministering to my penis in a way that is making me crazy. You do little sucks up at the head, licks down the side, long strokes into your mouth, and manipulation of my testicles. Mel has moved her hand from outside to inside her pants and that is sexy as hell. I start to feel a build up and I tap on your shoulder. You release me and look up, your eyes are gorgeous at this angle. I give you a little shake of the head and you smirk. Shrugging, I use my hips to pick you up and twist them until you are lying on the couch and I am on top. The look of surprise on your face is precious, and it just gets better as I trail kisses up your thighs while still looking up. I can see a look of realization and then your eyes close to little slits. I take my time coming up, kissing the sensitive skin at the top of you inner thighs, "That tickles" you whisper. Funny, you aren't laughing. I start to lick all around the outside of your pussy. The smooth skin responds to my tongue, you spread your legs. I continue to nibble on the outside, kissing the mound just above your clit. You let out a soft whine and thrust your hips up. I tease you just a little more, stroking your clit with my fingertips as I kiss your lips. Then I insert just the tip of my tongue in the top of your pussy and flick your clit a couple times. Mmmmm. I look over at Mel on the couch, and she is staring right at me licking you. She has pulled down her pants a bit and fingering herself inside her panties. Our eyes meet. She doesn't look away. I keep contact with her eyes as I spread your lips and lick up and down. I smile at her and she smiles back. Then I break eye contact and tend to the task at hand and at tongue. I use my fingers to penetrate you as my tongue first licks and then sucks your clit. You start to rub your breasts through your shirt and then you reach down and pull it over your head. You pull down your bra and pinch your nipples as I continue to lick you. You breath comes harder and faster, and you tap my shoulder to let me know you are close, but I shrug them and increase my pace. Suddenly, you are out of control, thrusting your hips into my face, wrapping your fingers in my hair and pressing down, moaning, gasping, and then BOOM you are over the edge. I suck your clit and finger you through your orgasm, making sure not to overload you as you ride it through. "Wow" you whisper. "Thank you", I say. ---------- to be continued? From: fiona To: derek Subject: Re: Hey Date: Wed, 27 Oct 2010 When can I meet you? Haha. You are amazing! Um, what theories were you thinking about Mel? You know, you are a really good writer (or maybe your story just makes me really horny lol). But I loved that! To: fiona From: derek Subject: Re: Hey Date: Thu, 28 Oct 2010 ----- I stand up and look down at you. The contented look on your face, the way your legs are splayed open without care, the sheen of moisture on your vagina all add up to just one word: gorgeous. I fix that image in my mind and then head to your bathroom. A quick rinse of my face and mouth and I am ready roll. I return to find you in essentially the same position, though your eyes are closed: you look very content. Melissa is looking over at you, her hands buried in her panties and stroking away. She stops momentarily as she catches me looking, blushing a little. I give her the "please continue" look and her blush gets nearly deep enough to light up, but she starts up again and it quickly is replaced by lust. I carefully lower myself right between your legs, positioning my penis between your lips. I position it so that is slides between the lips, but does not penetrate your vagina. Your eyes open when I do that! I continue to slip my cock up and down, and I pause during a downstroke and look a question into those beautiful open eyes. You give a little nod and I change my angle. The next stroke penetrates you as I slide in just the head. I push it in slowly and withdraw, and I use my left hand to hold myself up so that my right can stroke your clit. When I started, you had a definite lassitude about you, but now I feel you try to up thrust on each turn, with a hungry look on your face. I pause again on the downstroke, and all at once bury myself in you to the hilt. You let out a MMMMM, and I hold myself there for just a second, giving you a "very pleased with myself" look. Melissa is furiously fingering herself on the other couch, still with her hand inside her panties. I am doing a in, in, IN stroke where the third is more of pound, when I pause to remove your bra. I shake my head a little and wonder how I got HERE without removing it :-). Your breasts are awesome, a lovely perky mouthful with hard nipples. I take one in my mouth and gently suck it, resuming my stroking. I look at Melissa and motion her over. She pauses a little and looks a question at me. Again, I give her a come hither. She shakes her head. I continue to stroke in and out, but now I add a IN IN IN to my rhythm. I pinch the breast closest to Melissa and move it towards her, an offering... If at all possible, her blush gets even deeper, but I can tell she is tempted. I hold up the other and lick it from the base to the nipple, all the while keeping my eyes fixed on her, then take the nipple in my mouth and suck it up and out. I can see Melissa's fingers furiously increase pace, and then she is off the couch and kneeling beside ours. You have been distracted, so you did not catch this interaction between Mel and me. I whisper a question and you say out loud, "absolutely". I smile at you. I look again at Mel and lick all around the far breast. Again, I offer her the one closer to her, and she leans over. I suck and lick and continue to fuck you: I thank the interaction up top for making me last this long, the feeling below is incredible. She tentatively reaches out with her hand and touches the breast. You take your hand and put it over hers, pinning it a little, rubbing it up and down, and then releasing it. She looks at you in surprise, but she takes the hint and massages your breast. I am looking at all this and not believing it. Then Melissa slowly leans down and flicks the tip of your nipple with her tongue, making a swirling motion. She sucks gently on it, then takes it nearly full in her mouth, pinching it with her hand. I say, "I may have to take notes" and everyone laughs, which breaks the last of the tension. I continue to fuck you slowly as all this is happening. But the interaction between you and Mel is doing things to me. I am pleased with myself for guessing that Mel was more into girls than guys, and the deduction is paying off rather nicely. I pick up my pace, releasing my stroking of your clit so that I can use both arms. I gesture Mel over and whisper something in her ear. She looks at me and nods. Mel moves down to where my penis is penetrating you and I raise up a little. She puts her hand between us and starts rubbing your clit. You start to moan, mmmm, oooo, mmmm, oo. I pick up my pace and I know that I am past the point of no return. I go into a IN IN IN IN pause rhythm except I forget to pause. I go faster and I watch Mel work over your clit. Your moaning picks up pace and I realize you are close. I start pounding away: suddenly we are racing to the finish line. I can feel your pussy contract around my cock, with these undulations that send me right over the edge, and suddenly I am cumming. AAAAAA I say, OOOOOO you say, and thanks to Mel we cum hard together. I continue to pump in and out, shooting and shooting and aaaa done. I feel completely empty and experience the best after glow. I remain embedded in you for as long as possible, only slipping out when I am completely flaccid. "Thank you", I hear, and realize it is Mel speaking. "Thank me?" I ask incredulously. She nods. I look at her and say, "You are most welcome. ANY TIME".