Hubby sets you up to play with a couple

As we kiss I check the bonds that secure your hands above your head. Our lips part, my fingers trace a line from the corner of your mouth, across your cheek, dropping slowly down your throat and across your naked chest. Your body quivers despite the heat of the room, as they drag across your stomach reaching your silky black underwear. Then you feel them no more. I walk to the door, and am gone. You wish for a second that I had stayed but we both know that we will each derive our own pleasures from the next few hours; that even if you don’t see me, I will be watching.
You test the straps and find that they are secure, you cannot free yourself from this position of vulnerability, and nor do you want. You are spread-eagled on that big bed, with only those silky knickers to cover your essence.
The door opens and they enter. Hand in hand they cross the room to come to rest at the base of the bed. They face each other, seemingly not noticing your form. She is dark, with shoulder length hair, while he is tall and blond. She runs her hands up his broad chest and pulls his head down as she stands on tiptoes to meet his lips with hers. His strong arms embrace her as their passion awakens.
She runs her fingers through his hair before returning them to his firm chest to slowly work her way up his shirt, undoing the buttons with an expert but nervous hand and slipping it from his back. You can see that his torso is well defined, his abs firm and taut. She plays with his nipples as their tongues play between each others lips.
He breaks the kiss and steps behind her and takes her by the hips and turns her so that she faces your bed. She leans back into him as he runs his lips lightly over the base of her throat, and she raises her hands to tousle his hair between her fingers. As his hands rise along the sides of her body he catches the light material of her summery top and slowly inches it up across her mocha stomach. Purposefully he lifts the material and her firm breasts bounce delicately from their captivity. They are round and dark butterscotch in colour, with small but delicately pink nipples. Your mouth goes dry. Her top finishes its journey un-noticed. His big hands return to her thighs and slide across that short skirt to trace light patterns on her stomach.
Again she leans back with her hips, pushing herself back into his crotch and shimmying to an unheard rhythm. She reaches back behind them both and she runs her hands over his tight bum. His hands tracing intricate patterns on her stomach start to form lines along the sides and base of her breasts and you hear her inhale sharply at their touch. They lightly continue their journey, circling ever closer to her nipples, as his kisses dance over her throat, ear and cheek. Their rhythm intensifies as in response her hands slip between them, a slight lessening of the pressure from her hips to creating a path. His fingers lightly graze her nipples and at that moment as she opens her pert mouth with the sensation, you are suddenly aware that her focus is upon you.
You meet her gaze to find that her large brown eyes are alive with a fire, and, as he continues his ministrations upon her nipples, that she is consumed with an aching lust. She runs her tongue slowly across her lips, continuing her burning gaze and your breath quickens in response.
Meanwhile her hands are not without their own ministrations and his breathing is becoming ragged with her touch. She has somehow managed to release his trousers and they slump at his feet.
In response, he slides one hand away from her breasts and with a swift tug her flimsy skirt pools on the ground. She remains like you, in just her lacy underwear. Your palms are sweaty, your nipples harden watching their caresses and you know that you are wet with desire.
As if transfixed, she steps away from him, towards your bed and his hands trail from her breasts. She reaches for your foot and a spark of electricity flows from your toes to your brain as her small hands lightly touches your instep. Goosebumps break out over your body at her touch and you shudder with excitement. She eases closer to your body; you can feel her hot breath on your toes and then with the gentlest of touches she envelopes your big toe in her soft warm mouth.
The sensation is electric and you writhe in your captivity. She continues to toy with your feet, sending sparks through your body as she uses her lips, teeth, fingers and nails to gradually ascend your legs, seemingly never missing one patch of skin yet never striking next quite where you were expecting.
You notice from behind her small frame that he runs his hands and mouth over her body as she in turn pleasures you. You see that his muscular legs extend from jockey shorts which are taut and strained. As she reaches the apex of your thighs she kneels on the bed and raises her head, places her hands on either side of your torso and her eyes range over your body as if in contemplation as to where to sample next. Her breasts hang tautly, her nipples erect and you lick your lips in anticipation.
She leans forward and the touch of her hair across your throat seems like a cascade of tiny electric shocks. Despite your desire to taste her lips, she plants tender kisses on your throat and blows a gentle breath around your throat and ear. You strain against your ties wishing now that you were free and yet enjoying the powerless position in which you are held. She whispers softly that his body is hard and strong, that you will enjoy him, but first…
She traces the line of your chin from your ear to your mouth with her tongue, and you feel her breasts rub gently against yours, her nipples hard and hot. She plants small hot kisses on your cheeks, around your eyes and back to your earlobe. A teasing kiss at the corner of your mouth and she traces with her tongue a tantalizingly tickling line around the edge of your lips. Your mouth is open and you struggle to catch her tongue, to end the torment and for the moment that you have waited for, seemingly forever, to arrive.
She toys with you moving her hand to grab your hair so that she has more control over your movements. She continues to lick your lips, her tongue wet, small and agile. You open your mouth more, wanting to savour her touches, as she licks along the edge of your teeth but manages to evade your hungry kiss. You both are breathing hard when finally she lowers her mouth to yours; you feel her lips much softer and sweeter than any man’s.
As you kiss she lowers her body onto yours, the softness of her hot skin covers you, rubbing against you with a gentle litheness. You feel the bonds on your feet release and instinctively wrap your legs around hers realising that somehow she has lost her last shreds of clothing and she emanates a great heat against your upper thigh.
You continue to explore each other’s mouths; tongues wriggle and dance with each other, lips slip wetly together, she bites gently on your lips, pushing into the depths of your mouth, seeking to taste every part and you respond needing to taste the sweetness and softness of her lips which is so tantalising and addictive. She runs her hands through your hair, down over your throat then trails them up your bound arms. If only you were free then you could touch her soft skin and explore her small tight form.
You are both lost in this utmost pleasure until she peels her mouth away, your lips straining unsuccessfully to maintain that exquisite contact, until quite shockingly a movement over you replaces them with a very different kiss. While you were lost in her mouth, you failed to notice his movement and now he stands over you. His mouth seems large, almost rough compared to her delicate form, his taste strong and salty compared to her sweetness and you lose your breath once again. He is gentle but insistent with you; he too wants to know your mouth, to probe it, to bite it, to taste your sweetness.
As she reluctantly moves away from your mouth, she gives little kisses down your neck and across your throat, her hands tracing the sides of your torso while she wriggles her body down against yours. She forms tracks across your body and her hands and mouth meet at your breasts, tormentingly failing to encapture your sensitive nipples, but skirting around them, teasing with false assaults only to leave them aching in anticipation. Her small hands cup your breasts from below and force them together, creating that deep valley between them, which is quickly filled with her lithe tongue as it continues to tease and taste your hot skin.
Then suddenly her thumbnails draw across your aching nipples and a kaleidoscope of colours erupt in your brain, an involuntary spasm wracks your body as they return to taunt those most sensitive points; you gasp into his mouth. She plants more kisses across your breasts and captures your nipples between forefingers and thumbs; rolling them, squeezing them, running her nails across them in sharp counterpoint to her soft fingertips.
Your nipples are ablaze, the heat spreads across your breasts, as she torments them into erect peaks, only to engulf them in her sweet wet mouth. The contrast is exquisite as her tongue slides gently across those tips before her lips surround them; drawing them into her hot mouth, sucking in a frustratingly random pattern of softness and strength, sometimes drawing her teeth tenderly across their solidity before returning with a vengeance to suckle forcefully on their ever increasing sensitivity. She substitutes one nipple for the other in a confusingly frustrating pattern and your breath is ragged under her torment, while you continue to explore his mouth.
He senses your arousal and pushes you harder, biting your lips, battling your tongue for domination of your mouth.
Then as quickly as she arrived her mouth is gone from your breasts; with one little nip of her teeth as if to say that she will be back, her mouth makes its way slowly across your stomach, in a series of tiny kisses. Her hands still cup your breasts and one of his large hands joins them, tracing across your sensitive skin, before brushing backhandedly across your sensitive points.
Unexpectedly your hands are free; he has released your bonds; his hand joins its mate at your breasts in an asymmetrical mirror fashion. You lower your arms from their position of captivity and they have a will of their own.
One finds her head and you entwine your digits in her thick dark hair as her mouth reaches the top of your knickerline. You play with her hair as she teases along that boundary with her tongue. You slide your fingers through her hair and down to her neck. For the first time you feel the soft heat of her skin on your fingertips, her short hairs so soft and so feminine. They continue their journey delicately across her back and it is her turn to shiver under your touch.
Your other hand reaches behind his head and you pull his mouth tighter to yours, his hair light and short. You draw your hand across his cheek, feeling the beginning of a beard that is so contrary to her soft down. Across his throat and shoulder you explore, feeling that strong solidity of bone and muscle. His bicep is taut and solid; your hand feels small as you wrap your fingers around it, feeling the flexing of the muscle as he manipulates your breasts. Your hands flutter on; keen to use their new found freedom. You scrape your nails lightly across his broad chest, blindly teasing his nipples, tweaking them sharply; he retaliates twisting your tips between his large fingers.
You continue your journey, bumpy now as you encounter the definition of his abs and you find a stronger line of hairs that lead you further. As you reach his jockeys, you reach and grasp his firm bum in your hand, sliding down to find those solid legs. Tracing upwards you slide over his thighs and rediscover the light cotton fabric. Lightly you skim across, scraping nails over the large form that tents the material. He gasps at the contact and momentarily you win your battle for his mouth.
As they return, your fingers endeavour to encircle his hardness and it is your turn to gasp at his solidity and the heat that pervades through that thin covering. You grip him gently, realising somewhat excitedly that you will never be able to encompass his complete girth in your fingers.
Almost distractedly you feel her pull on your knickers and instinctively you lift your hips and they slide effortlessly down your legs. As they slip from your ankles you open your legs and feel the cool air rush to the wetness at your centre.
Still with his size in your hand you recognise that he alone has any clothing remaining and carefully you pull the waistband over his rod and they glide down to gather at his feet.
Alive with the touches on your body, you feel her start to explore at your very centre; her fingers slide smoothly past the line until recently was demarcated by that silky material. Her thumbs edge slowly down that crease at the top of your legs, while her fingers wander across to play in that thin band of hair that seems to point to your core. Her lips place tiny kisses along the tops of your inner thighs; you open your legs wider in invitation.
She can sense your heat and smell your sweet musk that signals your passion and excitement. Her fingers continue to investigate your sensitive skin, as her tongue runs quickly along the outer edge of your lips. She gently touches along the perimeter of your lips and opens up your stickiness, seeing for the first time your sweet pinkness, drenched in anticipation. As her hands move round to your buttocks, she licks deftly along that wet line of your lips, sampling your desire for the first time, your sweet salty syrup. She runs her tongue across her own lips savouring the taste and returns quickly to the source.
Once more she slides delicately around your lips, teasing and tasting, quickly dipping into your very centre, drawing up slowly but surely and brushing across your sensitive bud. You shudder at the sensation, your fingertips dig strongly into her small back, wanting more, as she withdraws from that most intense of touches.
Both of you know that she will not allow you to be satisfied that easily, she intends to tease you until you are about to explode with desire. She returns to your centre and laps once more at your juiciness. She slips her tongue inside you and runs it around; pushing against the roof, knowing that is what she likes. She makes her tongue solid, pumps it rapidly into you, fucking you with it.
Her fingers work at your buttocks, a finger moves gently between them, scraping delicately across the sensitive pucker of your bum. She continues for a while, fucking you with her hard tongue, occasionally slipping out to run along the length of your pinkness, teasingly avoiding your bud, before diving once more into your wetness.
A hand slides round to your front and a thumb slides along your pink line before coming to rest on your clit. She leaves it there unmoving but with a small downward pressure while she continues to play with her mouth, despite your attempts to move your clit below it. Finally the thumb is allowed to move, and between it and a forefinger she draws back the hood from your clit and brushes her thumb over it. You almost buck from the bed with the intensity of the touch and her tongue slips from your cavern.
She raises her mouth over your uncovered clit and blows coolly. The extremes of temperature have almost the same intensity as the preceding touch. Another thumb takes the place of her mouth at your centre, pushing into the wetness exploring your depths. A warm wetness surrounds your bud as she takes it between her lips and sucks, drawing you into her mouth. She stretches you and flicks her tongue over the very tip. As your hand clamps to the back of her head insisting that she should not stop, she releases you and with one hand pulling back on the hood, begins to lap softly at your clit, occasionally mixing the mounting sensation with a jolting draw of her teeth across its tip.
As you slide your hand up his long legs, he opens them wider and your fingertips brush at the base of his balls. They are covered with fine hairs, and although you cannot see them you know instinctively that they are blond. Teasingly you run your fingers through them, playing with the shape and form, before taking his balls one by one into your hand. You are struck by their weight and size, and you roll them around in their sac.
Slipping upwards, you encounter the solidity of his cock standing strong and tall. You run your nails up the front vein, causing it to twitch abruptly and it seems a long way before you reach the head; the foreskin pulled back tightly over the shaft in his excitement. Sliding your small hand around its mass you confirm your initial thoughts as your fingers fail to meet. It is hot and hard; you slide your hand gently to its base, twisting around it’s breadth as you go.
Taking him between your thumb and forefinger you rise back up and play; finding some leaking pre-cum that you rub across his crown, around the ridge of his head that you know will be so sensitive.
He moves his mouth from yours; sliding his tongue along your throat. He circles your breasts with his lips and takes a nipple between his teeth and grinds down gently. His movement leaves your head free and you turn to find his cock and your accompanying hand close to your face. With a pull and a slight sideways shuffle of your body he is within reach. You open your mouth and lightly lick his head, sampling his tangy moisture of passion.
He redoubles his efforts with your breasts; rolling your nipples between his fingers, stretching them into heightened sensitivity, He envelops your nipple and the difference in force is incredible; while she suckled teasingly, he is intent on driving you to distraction with his attention; sucking hard and taking them fully into his mouth where he bombards them with his tongue in rapid oscillations. As his mouth manipulates your breasts, he runs his fingers over your sensitive belly and sides as your body rolls and rocks under the attention.
She is driving you crazy with her mouth and hands. She continues to lick your clit; sometimes softly with the tip of her tongue tickling the tip of your bud, sometimes hard with its flat broadness completely covering the whole area. Two fingers are digging deep in your wetness, exploring your depths, finding all your sensitive spots. She brings you to peaks and senses your imminent explosion, backing off just enough to subdue you momentarily before teasing you once more. Your hips are bucking and your legs are hooked tightly over her back.
He tastes good and you need his cock in your mouth. You slide your tongue along the underside of his hardness, until his head rests at the entrance to your mouth. You tease the crack with your lips, sucking gently to extract some more of his salty juice, and then push your lips over to engulf his head in your mouth. It’s big and he pushes in, wanting you to take more. You stretch your jaw to cover his shaft as he brushes against the roof of your mouth; you lick and slide along it needing to fill yourself with his cock.
Your hand pumps his shaft from the base, there is no way that you will take him all in. You tease him with your teeth gently dragging them along his length; your hand drops to play with his balls once more as you start to pump him into your mouth. As you pump, you suck at his stiffness, sliding off the end of his head, and then taking him deeply back into your mouth. You marvel at his size and wonder how it would feel to be filled elsewhere by this mass. But for now you want him, need him in your mouth.
You slow your pumping and feel his need also in his continued pushing, needing the hot wetness of your mouth as much as you need the solidity of his cock. With increasing speed you pump once more, twisting your mouth around his size, fucking his cock with your mouth.
She has your measure and controls your body with her tongue. As she batters your clit she endeavours to stay in contact as your body writhes and wriggles under her assault, his ministrations on your breasts and your needy desire for his cock. She feels you start to peak once more, your movements becoming more intense and now she is ready to make you come. She slows the movements on your clit and reinserts a thumb into your depths to join the two fingers already there.
She has been watching him play with your breasts and can sense, although cannot see, your actions on his cock. She catches his eye, because of course he has been watching her on you too, and a silent agreement is made. She lays her tongue flat on your clit and slowly with pressure she slides over your bud. You want speed but the feeling is intense, so you succumb, you have no choice. The pressure builds like some many times before as she works that pressure against you clit, you need to come, you are desperate.
You feel him push your breasts together and take both nipples in his mouth at the same time. You love it. You moan on his cock and suck harder, struggling to catch your breath around him. She maintains that slow, annoying yet fantastic rhythm and he sucks deeply on your nipples. You feel that crescendo building, higher and higher, an intense need for release and you attack his cock in desperation. You feel her finger slide under your bum and across that sensitive spot, momentarily applying gentle pressure before its tip pushes inside you.
Suddenly you are coming; you buck and twist as you are overcome with an intensity that you never have experienced before. It washes over you in a great wave and keeps coming. You let him slide from your mouth, you need all the breath you can get as despite your sharp movements that are both still attached to your body, him twisting on your nipples and her sucking strongly on your clit. You are racked with vibrations; your body is alight yet weak, spasming uncontrollably as the floods of release roll on and on, seemingly unending. It seems as if it will never stop and you hear someone screaming, and you know that it is you but you have no power to stop. Wave after wave crash through your senses until finally, you collapse exhausted and the light fades from your world.
Slowly you emerge from your blackness and feel light and tingly. You look over and see that they are on the bed beside you. He is lying on his back and she is laying full length on top of him. They are kissing and he is running his hands over her back and sides as she plays with his hair. You see that she is making tiny movements with her body and you realise that she is rubbing herself against his body; pleasuring herself, them both, with those small actions.
You are still horny but are happy to watch for a few moments as you drive the energy back into your tingling muscles. They see that you are awake and she leans over to kiss you gently. She returns to kissing his mouth and face.
You sit up and run your hand down her smooth side and she shivers at your contact. You straddle their legs and lean over their torsos; your breasts touch her back as you kiss her gently on the shoulder. You brush the hair away from her neck, kissing and nibbling as you go. Her skin is soft to your lips as you knew it would be. You lower your body along hers, your nipples drawing soft lines on her back, and you kiss your way along her spine until you reach her waist.
Your hands trace along her sides from her shoulders, brushing past those soft breasts, squashed against his firm chest. Running your hands across her waist you reach her tight bum, where her mocha colouring segues into butterscotch to match her breasts. You slide your fingers lightly over her bum, which is firm yet soft and you cannot resist kissing her cheeks, as your fingers wander down her legs. Your mouth follows your fingers and as you move between her legs what you see confirms your suspicions.
She has positioned herself so that her clit is sitting against his hardness. With her legs open you can see her inner pinkness and that she is soaked. His balls are adjacent to her pink and covered already in the juices that she emits and from your saliva. You slide a finger between her cheeks, bumping gently over her pucker. She wriggles under your touch and moves slowly up his body raising her upper body away from his.
At this, he reaches for her breasts and draws them to his mouth. He teases her nipples with his teeth and she moans at the sharp sensation. He moves her fullness in his hands and squeezes them as his mouth administers pleasures to her nipples. As she raises her body further to meet his touch you see that she slips off his cock and it springs upward as if in salute; you find yourself drawn to it. Getting a good look at it you realise that it is just as big as it seemed before, if not more.
You lick her juices from his balls, which are so sticky and sweet, and slide your tongue along his length. At his head you are close to her pinkness and her sweet aroma pervades your nostrils. As you take his head once more in your mouth, your nose brushes against her pinkness, she shimmies at the touch and your nose comes away with a sweet coating. Both your tongue and his cock are coated in her juices and you lick it evenly around his mass.
Releasing him from your mouth you lower him back towards her pinkness and place your hand on the small of her back, guiding her down. She slides back and you direct his cock until it sits against her wet lips. You slide his head slowly along her pinkness and it returns covered juicier than before. She feels his solid form and inches slowly down against his cock, you hold him steady as she wriggles and her lips start to part as his head begins to penetrate her. You shiver, at the pure sexuality you are witnessing and you feel your own juices start to flow once more.
She slides slowly and you all wonder whether she will be able to fit this mass inside her. His head is inside her now and she pushes back, moaning loudly at the feeling of his girth. She continues to push and you release your grip on his cock, playing with his balls as you withdraw your hand. One big push and she grunts with a mixture of pain and pleasure as he slips in some of his length.
Withdrawing slightly, she pushes herself up from his chest and sits back on his cock and suddenly her pinkness meets his balls as she takes him all in. Her straddled over him with his cock plunged deep inside takes away all of your breaths momentarily.
She begins to move, slowly, testing the feel of him inside her and her moans tell the story of her completeness. She slides up his cock, her lips create suction around his solidity and then she engulfs him once more. Instinctively his hands fall to her hips; ready to assist in her motion should she need help.
You slide up behind her, rubbing your breasts across her back, you push up against her bum, she rubs against your stomach as she rides him, whilst you run your fingers slowly up the sides of her torso. Fingertips slip forward as they reach her chest and you slide along the underside of those pert breasts. You feel them sway gently as she slips slowly up & down his cock, your nipples rubbing electrically against her soft back. Your lips slide lightly over her shoulder & neck, kissing her soft skin.
Your hands cup her breasts and your thumbs roll gently up to tease her nipples. They are erect, inflamed, surrounded by a circular pink border. You quickly follow, very lightly teasing those sensitive points with the soft skin at the centre of your palms, sending tiny powerful stimulations through you both.
She slides back against you savouring the sensation of his huge cock buried within her, your delicate ministrations on her breasts and the feel of your hard nipples and breasts against her back and your lips on her throat. She wriggles on his cock, loving his hardness filling her need; feeling him stretching her limits and must have him moving inside her; rubbing, stimulating those nerve endings that send sparks to her brain.
Her nipples are alight at your touch and she gasps as you take one between finger and thumb, squeezing and tumbling that sensitive flesh to fire wave after wave of synapses in the erotic regions of her brain. She needs to come and it is building quickly, her mouth still full of the taste of your juices and increases her rhythm on his cock.
She turns her head to find your lips and you taste your own juices on her tongue, sweet in her small mouth, as she pushes it hungrily into yours, panting with her need for release. Her hands are supporting herself on his chest and she teases his nipples as she struggles to maintain stability.
Your hand slips away from her nipple and gently swoops down across her stomach. Your fingers slip across her soft downy patch and reach between her legs to cup her pussy. Your fingertips can feel him as he slips past into her depths as she rises and falls on his engorged cock and you let your fingernails draw lightly along his shaft.
The heat emanating from beneath your fingers is incredible, as are her juices that coat everything with a sweet stickiness. You push your fingers against her clit letting them rest there as she bucks and pounds on his pole, she purrs into your mouth as you release the pressure and gently glide your fingertips over her exposed and hypersensitive bud.
Aided by her slipperiness you let her take control as she rubs her clit against your fingers, letting her set the pace. She pushes against your fingers gliding up and down as she thrusts his hard cock into her depths with increasing urgency. Your fingers twist and roll her nipple, she breaks her kiss, gasping for air, moaning and groaning at the sensory overload. You slide around in front of her and tickle the tip of her other nipple with your tongue, gradually taking it between your lips, your teeth, to draw them across its pink hardness.
She whimpers between breaths; she needs to come, make her come. He lifts her, holding her still and pumps his cock deep into her, the sound of their bodies slapping wetly together. She leans a little forward to take him as deep as she can; you pick up the pace on her clit, sliding your fingers either side of her nub, tugging and rolling it between them.
You suck her breast deep into your mouth, teasing the nipple with your tongue, your other hand slips around her back and teasing her, bumping your nails lightly over her sensitive pucker. He drives into her faster and faster, your fingers become a blur on her clit and she screams not to stop, that she is going to come; she starts to buckle, shudder and shake under the assault, she coming hard and loud. She slams herself back against his cock desperately, flooding him with surge after surge of her sweet juices and her scream becomes long and high. She cannot stop while peak after peak slam through her body, blinding her to all else except the ecstasy of her release.
Gradually, the rhythm slows and exhaustedly she lowers herself onto his broad chest still impaled on his thick rod.
She slides away, slipping off his thickness with a slick liquid wetness, collapsing back onto the bed, struggling to retain her sensibilities, her breath ragged and uncontrolled. You move with her, drawing yourself over her body, kissing her stomach, running your tongue around her belly button, finding a tiny reserve of her sweet sweat perhaps caught there for your delectation.
Her skin is so slick, hot and luscious that you have a seemingly unappeasable appetite for her. As you move slowly up her prostrate form, she entwines your hair in her fingers and draws your head up to her lips. She kisses you gently, her lips fuelling great fires once more in your belly. This girl is unbelievably divine, moments before she was struggling to breathe, and now… insatiable.
She runs her fingers down your back, scoring lines with her nails; skims fingertips over your bum, down your thighs then back up to your hips. There you feel her meet another pair of much larger hands, and you remember him. You realise that effectively you are on your hands and knees, he has his hands on your hips, and you are wet for him.
From the moment that you saw him, traced his outline through his jockeys; smelt his musk and licked his salty precum around his shaft, watched her impale herself and ride him to ecstasy you wanted him inside you. You feel hot skin touch your lips, his hardness thrusts forward separating their stickiness, jolting you as he pushes across your clit. His length pushes against you, hard, strong and demanding.
She lifts your face from hers and slides her fluttering tongue down your throat, across your shoulder blade and twisting underneath you plants tiny dainty kisses across your breasts.
He slides his cock slowly along your lips, teasing, toying with you. You gasp your need; telling him that you need his big fat cock inside you, that you need him to fuck you. You are dripping your juices onto his shaft as he rubs against you.
He draws back and places his tip at your entrance. As he begins to push into you, in your minds eye you can see him entering you, as you saw him enter her; you can see your lips part and the pressure build as he endeavours to open you with his thick head. He stretches you as you imagined he would; only he feels bigger than you could have possibly thought. He slips on your juices and suddenly his head is inside you but he gives you no time to adjust as he thrusts deeper, filling you with his thick shaft.
You groan with the feeling of such solidity within you, opening your legs as wide as they can go and revolve your hips to allow him greater access. He slows the assault and withdraws a little and as you catch your breath, he pushes back harder and deeper than before, causing small whimpers to escape your lips and you know that you have to have him all.
You tell him to fill you up NOW! as you push back onto his cock sliding down his shaft and he pushes forward once more. You are stunned at the feeling of him filling you so completely, he is touching every part of your inside. You begin to wonder whether you can possibly take any more of him when you feel his balls bang against your clit. It sets off a series of explosions within you as you begin to come. He is buried deep inside you up to his hilt.
Stars splinter into millions of tiny fragments before your eyes and your body is wracked with electric shocks which shake and buck you on his cock.
As you struggle to breathe you lower your head to find her shoulder beneath your face, as she continues toying with your breasts. You shift across her and now her delicious breasts are below your lips. You cup them with your hands and slip the tip of her points across your lips. You engulf one in your mouth and begin to suck as he starts to move again.
He slowly draws his cock back until the head sits just at your entrance and you feel empty and needy from his withdrawal. You begin to push back against him, needing him to fill you again, as he pushes swiftly back in to full depth. That was exactly what you wanted but it doesn’t stop you from moaning into her breast as he takes away your breath once more.
You have to have to release your grip as he starts to pump into you; quickly he establishes a long, regular rhythm that has you groaning under the assault, stretched in all directions by his wonderful cock.
She begins to move under you, shimmying down your body, her hands still teasing your breasts, while her mouth begins a journey across your belly, and you see her breasts disappear beneath you, as her belly wriggles past. You watch not completely aware, from the pummelling of his assault.
You close your eyes to let the feeling of him wash over you, panting hard as he bottoms out, deep, deep within you, before beginning that sensual journey all over again. Then her lips slide up the inside of your thighs and her tongue flicks lightly across your clit. Your eyes fly open at the incredible sensation and below you see her exquisite pussy.
A small patch of trimmed dark hair leads to her pink lips. They are open, distended and lush with her syrupy juices. Her clit peeks out from her folds as if begging for attention. She looks heavenly, definitely good enough to eat!
He alternates his rhythm now; first drawing back slowly then snatching your breath with a fast return followed by a series of rapid strokes, only to stop either buried deep within you or leaving you wanting almost teasing your lips with his tip, before slowly stroking into another sequence that you cannot predict.
She runs her tongue along your lips, lapping your sweet juices that are squeezed out by his tight pumping. She teases him too; sliding her tongue flat along the underneath of his cock as he pistons into you; flicking at his balls as he fills you up. Then she runs back to tease your clit. You’re on fire.
You lower your face to her, yet again taking in the sweet musk. If you’d stop to look you would see those open lips inviting you into the pink depths, her juices running freely as she watches him fuck your pussy, as she licks your lips and knows that you are mere millimetres from her own, but you need to taste her.
You run your tongue along her outer lips (she bucks at the first touch, moaning into your clit) running down close to her tight pucker before dipping into the nectar at her centre. You curl it up in your tongue and draw it back into your mouth to savour it. Her sweetness with more than a hint of his musk from her pleasure ride. You gently nibble along her lips and with your fingers opening her wide you flick her clit with your tongue, before quickly taking that little nub between your lips and sucking hard. She bucks strongly under you, pummelling your clit with the flat of tongue in return.
He thrusts harder making you moan against her skin, he loves the feeling of you tight around his cock, her licking his cock as it slides past and playing with his balls. Now he can see that you are working hard on her too, he can see her wriggle under your assault. But most of all he loves being inside you, and wants to fuck you hard. Your hand and mouth earlier, her riding his cock has only been a precursor to this moment, this is what he wanted to do since the first moment of seeing you.
You grip him like a velvet glove, milking him slowly but surely, even if he thinks that it is him setting the pace, he knows that you can make him come at any moment. He wants to feel you come around his cock again, to feel you spasm and flood him with your sweet juices. He wants to hear you call out for him to fuck you harder, to make you come. He alters his position slightly, thrusting into you at a different angle, varying the speed and intensity of his moves to give you more pleasure.
Wow, your nerve endings are alight, her mouth on your clit is driving you to distraction, and she is moving almost uncontrollably beneath you. He drives hard again and again deep inside you and you can feel the tension building inside you all. You clench down on his cock and the intensity is incredible. You shove two fingers inside her, pumping hard as she reinvigorates her efforts on you.
The sparks are starting to fly once more and you know that you are close to coming, you lift your mouth from her long enough to scream at him to fuck you harder, that you are close, before taking a deep breath and diving back to her soaking wet pussy. He literally doubles his speed, almost lifting you off the bed with his efforts, now he knows you are almost there, he wants to come too and pounds into your beautiful pussy with all his strength.
She writhes under you, as you batter her clit with the same intensity that she exerts upon you; your fingers are a blur inside her.
And then there is no stopping it, it builds like a great crescendo; higher and higher until like a wave it can no longer support itself and comes crashing down. Great shudders wrack your body and from the tip of your toes to the tip of your tongue great explosions detonate. Every cell in your body is orgying on the high, there is a flood of intensity, colours; lights; tastes; smells, heat; cold. It rolls on and on, each new peak unbelievably more intense than the last.
His cock deep inside your pussy and her mouth on your clit are driving on, not stopping; propelling you through each crest into the next. You can feel him expanding inside you; feel the great swell and his momentary hesitation as he floods your cervix with surge after surge of his come and you crash through another peak together.
Something in your brain tells you to keep using your mouth and you bite down gently on her clit inserting pressure on her pucker with your thumb. She releases her mouth from your clit and screams her high into your pussy, inundating your fingers with her juices.
Slowly, very slowly, you all start to come down and reluctantly he slides out of your sodden tightness allowing you to collapse back on to the bed. You all lie there too exhausted to move, think or even feel. The world starts to dim and you are asleep.
As you start to open your eyes, the memory creeps back into your mind. You feel a familiar body pressing up against you and you turn onto your back. I kiss you gently and say good morning. You wonder whether everything before was just a dream or a fantasy…