My phone chirped with a text message in the group chat that Chrissy, my wife, and I shared with our quasi-girlfriend, Liz. *Guess who’s cuming for Thanksgiving!?*
Chrissy and I had both grabbed our phones at nearly the same time and I heard his “Yessssss” as she read the text. We shared a lusty grin across the living room. Then I returned my attention to the phone and typed out a quick reply.
*All of us?* I wrote.
We had invited Liz to Thanksgiving a couple weeks ago, but she hadn’t yet been set on what she would be able to commit to. Thus is the strange chaos of 2020.
Liz replied with this gif of [Jennifer Lawrence winking](https://gfycat.com/compassionateflamboyanteel).
*Mimi too?* Chrissy replied, ever the practical one my wife.
*Yup! Jake is going to a COVID-fest at his parent’s and I refused.* Jake was Liz’s baby-daddy, who she lived with, but who she’d been on again off again for their entire relationship. Since coming to visit us during the opening months of quarantine, and being our little fuck doll during the visit, they had been permanently off again.
*Awesome! We thought we were going to be all alone!* Chrissy said. We live on the opposite end of the country from our family, most of the time, that’s ideal, but it’s been rough this year.
*I need to start doing some cardio…* I added.
Then Chrissy launched herself out of my cushy recliner – where she’d set up for the evening – and pounced me where I was laying on our big couch. It was already past bedtime for our son, who is still in the crib, so we had relative privacy out in the living room. In a flurry of kisses and discarded clothing, soon Chrissy was sinking her dripping wet pussy down onto my already rock hard cock and was riding me, her big creamy tits bouncing as she did.
From beneath my wife on the couch, I fumbled for my discarded phone. She grinned as I held it up to capture a quick video (no I’m not sharing). Chrissy started to bounce more vigorously and in a breathy whimper started saying how much she couldn’t wait to taste Liz’s pussy again.
I sent the video to Liz then tossed my phone aside and gave Chrissy my full attention, ignoring the multiple buzzes that came from Liz’s instantaneous replies. The mere prospect of having Liz back in our bed had driven Chrissy into a lust fueled frenzy. It was all I could do to hold onto her as she started to ride me hard, her back straight, her hands propped up behind her back on my thighs, as I strove to meet her bouncing hips with thrusts of my own.
“I bet Liz is wishing she was here to eat my cum out of your tight pussy,” I told her as I fondled her bouncing tits with one hand and slid my right how down to stroke her clit with my thumb.
“Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” Chrissy whimpered much quicker then even I’d been expecting. And the sight of my beautiful wife climaxing while riding my shaft, and the shared lust we had for Liz, pushed me over the edge simultaneously.
Panting, Chrissy collapsed against my chest, and we lay there collecting ourselves for several minutes. Then Chrissy got worried about my jizz leaking out of her and onto the couch, and we had to perform some gymnastic maneuvers to avoid washing the slip covers. Romantic, I know.
Liz’s texts in immediate response to the video…
*Fuck that’s hot!*
*Those tits are so juicy!*
*I’m stuck at work and so fucking horny now!*
*Watching this later when I get home!*
*Wish I could lick up the mess :-P>-8-o=*
And so, the countdown to Liz’s return visit began.
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The intervening weeks between Liz’s announcement that she was returning and her arrival somehow flew and dragged by simultaneously. There was always plenty to do, and our previous frequent and thirsty group text became even more intense, but at the same time, it seemed like her arrival would never get here!
But it finally did on the Monday afternoon before Thanksgiving. When I saw Liz’s car pulling up the driveway, I shouted to Chrissy who was still in her home office. She came rushing out, we snatched up our son and rushed out to greet Liz and her daughter. With the kids around, it was sedate hugs and kisses on the cheeks, even if the hugs lasted a little longer than strictly necessary, and there was more than a little covert ass grabbing going on, mostly by the ladies, I swear.
We got our guests bustled in, ordered some pizza for dinner, and settled into a domestic routine that had become comfortable during Liz’s last visit. Though, while the kids watched a movie, Chrissy and I took turns to quietly slip away with Liz for several minutes to welcome her back more properly. For Chrissy, that had meant she and Liz making out and quickly and quietly fingering each other in the master bedroom. For me, that had meant slipping into the bedroom after Chrissy’s departure and laying back while Liz, the unabashed and self-identified cum slut, slobbered all over my shaft and gulped down a thick load that I’d been saving up for her all day.
The three of us were like a bunch of horny teenagers, if not for the responsibilities of parenthood…well bedtime for the kids could not arrive soon enough, that’s all I’ll say.
Once we had confirmation that both kids were down and out for the night, it was game on.
“She’s asleep!” Liz whispered with an excited near frantic tone as she returned from checking on her daughter. My son had taken nearly an hour to fall asleep in his crib, tossing, turning and babbling to himself. Liz hadn’t bothered to go check on her daughter until we knew my son was out.
“Get over here then,” I told her from my spot on the couch beside Chrissy. Our couch is very modular, and a few days prior to Liz’s arrival we’d already moved the seats around to create a single large square, perfect for cuddling and other activities.
I didn’t have to tell Liz twice, she launched herself onto the couch and came down laying atop both Chrissy and I. What followed was a desperate flurry of kisses, exploring hands, clothing being tossed aside, and shifting bodies.
When things settled out, I was in what I’d come to think of as my happiest place on earth. One woman riding my cock, in this case Liz, while another, Chrissy obviously, straddled my head and rode my tongue.
The first time we had all tried this position out, there’d just been too much going on and no one could really focus. However, familiarity breeds comfort, and despite Liz’s long absence, we quickly returned to form. Chrissy and Liz clutched at each other, moaning and groaning with pleasure between deep kisses.
Once Chirssy started focusing on playing with Liz’s pert sensitive nipples, our Liz, came first, her tight wet sex clutching my cock as she rode my shaft through her orgasm. Liz rolled off of my cock, to lay on the couch beside us and recover as Chrissy draped herself across my body and plunged her mouth onto my glistening cock. She moaned and her thick dick sucking lips wrapped tight around my base as her tongue tasted Liz’s pussy all over my shaft. All while I continued to lavish her pussy with my tongue.
We 69’d like that for several minutes, as Liz lay beside us. However, since Liz had already made Chrissy cum a few hours before while they got acquainted in the bedroom, we all knew it was going to take a little more work to push her over the edge.
I felt Liz get up and slip away, but Chrissy and I continued to 69, nearly oblivious to her departure. I slid my hands up over Chrissy’s round juicy ass and pulled her pussy more firmly against my tongue which was licking her clit. Chrissy moaned repeatedly, the vibrations of her sounds shivering through my cock as she continued to slurp away on me.
Liz returned, climbing back onto the couch, gently jostling us. I pulled my attention from licking and sucking Chrissy’s clit long enough to look up between my wife’s thighs and see Liz climbing into position above my head.
“Where did you get that?” I asked in surprise. Liz was wearing a simple black harness with a long and thick purple cock shaped dildo strapped to it. It wasn’t something I recognized from our toy chest.
“Just a little surprise I brought with me,” Liz answered as she stroked mostly unnecessary lube along the dildo’s full length.
Chrissy’s mouth briefly popped off of my cock and she looked back behind her at what was going on.
“Oh fuck,” Chrissy moaned and I felt her ass wiggle an invitation. “That looks fun.”
“Get back to sucking bitch,” Liz said and playfully spanked Chrissy’s smooth pale ass.
Chrissy moaned in approval and her mouth plunged back down onto my cock as Liz shifted herself into position. I found myself in the perfect position to watch as Liz slid the head of the purple silicone shaft between Chrissy’s dripping lips. Chrissy squealed with delight as she bobbed her head up and down on my cock.
I lay there, mildly dazed as Chrissy’s moaning and slobbering mouth worked my shaft and my eyes drank in the sight of Liz’s strap on slowly stuffing its way into my wife’s pussy. Finally, Liz had buried the full length of the 8 inch thick beast into Chrissy. Liz’s harness strapped pelvis rubbed against Chrissy’s ass cheeks as she ground herself just a little deeper in. Then she started sliding herself back out.
Eyes transfixed by the object impaling my wife’s cunt, I dazedly returned to licking her clit, which redoubled Chrissy’s shuddering moans around my cock. I could feel her spit dripping down off of my balls, which she started to gently massage with one hand.
“Oh fuck!” Chrissy cried, her mouth popping back off of me as Liz started to plunge back into her again and my tongue and lips continued to work on her clit.
She was moaning and struggling to catch her breath so hard now that she couldn’t credibly continue to suck my cock unfortunately. She managed to wrap a hand around my shaft and clumsily stroked my spit covered shaft, but she was clearly distracted and was lacking any sort of rhythm in the effort.
I wasn’t complaining though.
Liz wasn’t having difficulty finding a rhythm though. She slowly started working herself up to a pounding pace of steady deep strokes with her strapped hips. I tried to enjoy the show while also keeping my tongue and lips at work on a now moving target. Chrissy lost her grip on my cock and my balls, and I felt her head drop down to rest on my thigh as she rode my tongue and our girlfriend’s fake cock on a rising wave of pleasure.
The wave crested and Chrissy let out a long incoherent whimper as her entire curvy body began to quake. Her thighs shuddered and clenched around my head, and I felt a set of fingernails dig painfully into my thigh as my mouth lost all track of her clit while Liz continued to pound her vigorously through the powerful climax.
When the orgasm had finished thundering its way through her, Chrissy sagged limply along my body and gasped for breath. Liz had relented the jackhammer pounding she’d been giving Chrissy with her strap-on, but still had half of the toy’s length sheathed by Chrissy’s tight slit.
I found myself laying there beneath my wife’s pleasure limp body, staring at the thick purple dildo penetrating my wife’s pussy, and I had a sudden desire that I’d never had before. I wanted to suck on it. I was already practically drowning in Chrissy’s wetness, but I wanted to suck her juice from that long thick member.
With a little shimmy, I jostled Chrissy and slid myself head a little further from between her thighs, I couldn’t go far because Liz was still kneeling behind Chrissy, her knees right above the top of my head. Liz had been lightly squeezing and massaging Chrissy’s ass cheeks as Chrissy attempted to recover. The motion was just enough that the remaining length of Liz’s artificial cock slid free of Chrissy’s pussy and it sagged down toward my face.
Before either woman realized what had happened, I had opened my mouth and slid the thick purple dildo between my lips. I could still taste the hint of whatever lube Liz had used to prep her purple toy, but I could also taste the familiar flavor of Chrissy’s pleasure all over it.
“Holy shit what are you doing?” Liz giggled in amazement as I did my best to wrap as much of my mouth around her dripping dildo as I could. She said a second later as she watched me, “Fuck that’s hot.”
“What’s going on?” Chrissy asked. She’d recovered enough that she crawled off of me and turned around.
“Oh fuck baby!” her tone was one of surprise and approval. Chrissy crawled up and lay herself down beside me, her head next to mine. “Let me show you how it’s done…” she giggled.
We proceeded to pass Liz’s strap on back and forth between our mouths, sucking it clean and kissing each other repeatedly in the process. Liz knelt over us, watching, her eyes wide with surprise but also burning with lust at the sight, she started using her hips to gently mouth fuck each of us with her strap on.
As we continued, I slid a hand up between Liz’s thighs and easily located her dripping wet sex. I started gently stimulating her pussy lips and clit with my fingers which earned me a moan of pleasure from Liz.Taking her queue from me, Chrissy wrapped one hand around my still rock hard cock and slowly stroked me, not that I was in any danger of going soft, I was so aroused.
As erotic and fun as my little impulse surprise had been, Chrissy and I had licked the damn thing clean and now it just tasted like silicone. That took most of the fun out of it for me. Meanwhile, my fingers had quite deliberately been teasing Liz without giving her exactly what I knew she wanted and I knew she was about to demand more. And honestly the load of cum that had built up and was boiling in my balls was getting ready to demand release as well.
“Take this off,” I instructed Liz, tugging at the straps of her harness after pulling my fingers away from Liz’s dripping sex. Liz was half frantic with desire at this point and her fingers fumbled with the straps, so Chrissy had to get up and help her.
I got up from my back and after the girls had extricated Liz and tossed aside our new toy. I pulled both women in close to me, the three of us on our knees on the couch, and kissed them both thoroughly for several heated seconds. Then I drove Liz down to her back on the couch cushions, and came down with her, my lips on hers and my tongue shoving into her mouth. With a familiar ease that for years I’d only had with Chrissy, my hips lined up with Liz’s and I plunged my cock deep into her wet tight cunt with one smooth thrust of my hips.
I felt Chrissy’s hands sliding along my ass, and back and shoulders, gently urging me on. Liz’s legs snaked up to wrap around my hips and her hands gripped my shoulders. Blind with need and desire, I began to pound Liz with long rhythmic thrusts of my hips. Our tongues swirled together and we both struggled to drag in enough air through our nostrils, but neither of us attempted to break the kiss as animalistic grunts and moans rolled up from deep in our throats.
Distantly. As if from very far away, though she was kneeling right beside us, her hands wandering over our twined bodies, Chrissy groaned encouragement to us both.
“Yes, fuck her good baby…You love his cock Liz, I know you do…Don’t stop…Use our dirty slut’s cunt…Cum all over that big dick…Fill her up… You two are so hot…Make her cum hard baby…Harder…Fuck her…Take all of our man’s cock…Harder…Fuck…More…Do it…Harder!”
Eventually, Chrissy had one hand on my clenched ass cheek and was urgently shoving my pounding hips down harder into Liz.
Liz’s lips finally left mine as she cried out, “FuUuUuUuUuck meEeEeEeeeee!”
Her entire body went rigid for just a heartbeat. Her back arched, pressing her chest hard against mine and her legs around my waist kicked the air while her fingernails dug into my shoulders. Lost in the moment, my lips descended to her neck and began to suck hard, leaving a hickey behind that Liz would be mildly annoyed by later. We’d all tried to be conscious not to leave behind embarrassing marks before. Oops.
Liz’s cunt gushed and tightened around my cock all at once, and it was just what I needed to push me over the edge. With Chrissy’s hands on my hips, driving me on, I slammed my cock down hard into Liz’s twitching wet sex, burying myself fully inside her as I unloaded the jizz that had been boiling in my balls for some time now.
The two of us gasped and groaned for several more seconds as little aftershocks of pleasure zipped through our joined bodies. My training cock twitched inside Liz’s cunt and she giggled at the sensation. We kissed again, this time with gentle loving passion. Then I slid myself out of her and rolled off to the side.
Liz’s body jerked suddenly, and I looked down to see Chrissy gently sliding her fingers through Liz’s over-sensitive pussy lips. I only had to wonder for a second what she was doing, as she lifted a cum glazed finger from Liz’s snatch. Chrissy will swallow a load like a good girl, but she’s not half the cumslut that Liz is. So it wasn’t really a surprise when Chrissy lifted her cum covered digit up to Liz’s mouth and not her own. Liz, still in a post-coital haze, parted her lips and robotically licked my spunk from Chrissy’s fingers, moaning as though it was the most decadent dessert at a fine restaurant. For Liz, it kind of was.
We slowly made our way into the master bedroom after that and collapsed together into our cal king bed with me in the middle. Chrissy, spooned my back, while I spooned Liz’s my softened cock pressed snuggly against her pert ass cheeks as we all drifted off to sleep.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m75eka/the_return_visit_of_liz_to_our_bed_ff_mf_mff_pt1