He smiles as he strips me naked. He touches and draws out my arousal, leaving me on edge, wet and trembling. He ties my wrists and ankles to the bed so that I’m completely displayed. Then comes the blindfold. He turns on a video of my recent adventures, leaving me to listen to my increasingly urgent moans. His presence vanishes and I wonder what he has up his sleeve.
Downstairs:
You knock on the door nervously. You work with him and aren’t sure if this is a good idea, but he’s attractive and COVID has made you an involuntary celebate. He opens the door and takes your coat, leaving you in transparent red lingerie. He looks you over critically, and pulls you in for a kiss. He tears his mouth away from yours and let’s it find a path up your jaw. He whispers in your ear asking if you’re sure. You rub against him, nearly purring. The moisture between your legs tells you that you’re sure, and you guide his hand there as your answer. He grins “She’s upstairs, do you want to start there?” You shake your head and blush responding in an almost inaudible whisper “Will you fuck me first? I need it so badly.”
His grin widens as he pulls you over to the table. His hands run over your nearly nude body, finding your sensitive areas and stroking them. He finds your nipples behind the lace of your bra and grazes the tips, bringing them to aching prominence before enveloping them in his mouth. You arch back, tangling your fingers in his hair and whimpering “please, I can’t wait anymore.” He turns you around and presses your face against the table. He slips your panties aside and strokes you from clit to anus with his head, dipping just into your centre before stopping. Your hips shift and you lean back, your dripping slit begging to be filled. He holds your hips still with one hand as he slowly slides in.
You’re soaked, but it’s been so long, your pussy is vice-like despite the lubricant. He withdraws forcing a moan of “no, please” from your throat. He thusts deeper, your body stretching to accommodate his shaft. Over and over, in and out he thrusts, filling you an inch at a time. Finally, he rests for a moment, his pelvis pressed against your entrance, his testicles rocking gently against your clit. He pulls you back so your breasts are just touching the table, but all your weight is back on your hips. Your breasts brush the table as he starts to move. You moan, he thrusts faster. You gasp, he thrusts harder. Each sound you make he fills you more thoroughly, testes slapping your clit, nipples rubbing against the cold hard wood of the table. You cry out, your voice ragged as you admit that your orgasm is imminent. He doesn’t stop moving, he tells you how good you feel, how tight you are, he tells you to milk him good. Your mind goes hazy as pleasure crashes over you.
After a moment to recover he escorts you upstairs. You two have already discussed the plan so upon arriving in our bedroom, he merely turns the TV off and indicates me on the bed. He settles on to the couch to watch.
I tense as I hear someone sit down on the couch and then the bed take the weight of another person. I know it isn’t him, because you’re so much lighter. I open my mouth to ask what’s happening, but before I can speak you plant a gentle kiss on my mouth. I stop moving, the feeling of soft feminine lips against my own, leaves me confused. You kiss me again and I return the gesture, allowing you to slip your tongue in to dance with mine.
Your hands begin a slow exploration, cupping my jaw as I feel your hair enclose both of us. They trail down, leaving goosebumps everywhere they touch. I moan into your mouth as they stroke my breasts, massaging and teasing my tense, aching nipples. You ask if a woman has ever tasted me and I shake my head, my whole body tense in anticipation. You smile against my lips, and begin to let you mouth follow your hands. Your lips trace my jaw tracing the path on me that he traced earlier on you. Your tongue circles my ear, teasing the lobe into your mouth and sucking gently. I sigh in pleasure, turning my head to give you better access. You kneel between my spread legs and lean down, your mouth beginning to start a path down my torso. My hands clench into fists, and I whimper “please!”.
Your mouth closes around one of my nipples, your fingers trace circle around the other, teasing. My tension increases as your mouth switches to the other side and your fingers beging to roll the uncovered nipple, pinching and tugging. My hips buck involuntarily, I’m close to orgasming and you haven’t even made it to my belly button.
He speaks for the first time since you kissed me. “Don’t stop, make her cum using just her nipples.” You bite down on my nipples flicking the tip with your tongue. Your other hand slaps the exposed nub, alternating with sharp tugs. I cry out as the sensation overwhelms me and waves over power me, coating her thighs in my fluids. “Good girls, don’t stop. Unless you want to Babe?”. I shake my head, “oh God, no, please don’t stop.”
Your mouth leaves my breast, you kiss down my sternum, dipping you tongue in my belly button. I try to spread my legs further, exposing my lips more clearly for you. Your lips descend down my mound, your breath on my clit making me whimper and beg for your touch. You part my lips with a feather light stroke of your tongue, displaying my glistening pink folds. Your tongue dances over my lips, I arch my hips trying to get more connection. You circle my clit, slowly, so very slowly. Just when I can’t take it any more you flick my clit with your tongue and take it into your mouth, suckling as I moan.
You stop just before I explode and allow me to catch my breath for just a moment. Before I fully stop shaking your tongue strokes my slit and drives inside. You lick, circling inside, rubbing along my g-spot, pushing deeper as your fingers find my clit and my hips grind against your mouth. I hear you moan and orgasm realizing my taste is arousing you.
I feel his hands at my ankles and wrists releasing me from my confinement. I pull the blindfold off to get my first look at you. I am not disappointed when I see your beautiful long hair and full breasts, your taut nipples pressed against the lacy lingerie, and your soaked lace panties. I also see him, hard and smiling, standing beside the bed. “So what do you think Babe?”. I grin, “that depends, is it my turn to play now?”. You interupt, by pulling me towards you and kissing me, before bringing my hand to your breast. “Please” is all you say.
My turn:
I return the kiss, maintaining lip contact as I shift to my knees closer to you. My hands follow many of the paths many yours did earlier. You lean back on your elbows as I cup your breasts and rub my thumbs over your hard nipples. Your mewls and whimpers encourage me to bring my mouth to your still trapped breasts, licking and suckling at your nipples. Still sucking and nibbling, I slip the straps down your shoulders and reach behind you, undoing the clasps. I catch the lace in my teeth and pull the bra away from your skin.
I push you down on the bed, effectively trading positions with you. I continue to worship your breasts, kneeling between your legs. You writhe against me begging for me to touch your most sensitive place. I happily indulge you, kissing my way down your smooth belly, I part your lips with my tongue watching your juices soak the bed. I copy your earlier moves, my tongue lapping your juices then circling and flicking your clit. You cry out as I penetrate you with my tongue, your fingers tangling in my hair as you grind hard against me. You beg for more and I slip first one and then a second finger inside your throbbing centre. You scream as I curl my fingers against your g-spot.
We both lay panting, gently touching and exploring each other. He joins us on the bed fondling us as we kiss. He parts our lips and gently fingers us until we’re both whimpering. We push him down and you straddle his hips, descending slowly onto his shaft. His hands dig into your hips pulling you onto him, rooting himself fully into you. Your hips rock back and forth as you ride him. My hands find your breasts fondling you. I straddle his face, his tongue driving deep inside, matching the motion of his hips against yours. Your hands find my breasts, using them as leverage to ride him hard, his tip pressing against your cervix. You cry out, he pushes up further, your body tenses as you reach the edge. I pinch your nipples as you arch. You drench him as your orgasm overtakes you. You collapse against me, playing with my breasts as he licks me hard, your fingers find my clit and you rub it in hard circles, pulling a further orgasm from me. We both dismount kneeling on the bed catching our breaths.
“I want to fuck her while she eats you Babe.” I smile, he knows it’s a favorite fantasy of mine. “Well I think that’s up to her.” You lick your lips and make a humming sound as you reach for me.
I find myself on my knees, breasts grazing the bed. Your mouth is on me from behind, your hands spreading my cheeks. He presses inside you, filling you smoothly. You moan with each thrust vibrating my centre as he fucks you. Your fingers penetrate me deeply as your thumb presses my anus. I moan and push back against you. You pull your mouth away from my pussy as you press your thumb harder. “Please! Yes, please.”. “You want me to eat your ass don’t you?” You ask, your thumb passing through the circle of muscles. I writhe against you hard, begging you.
You look at him over your shoulder as he continues to stroke your pussy. “Fuck my ass while I eat your wife’s, please, fuck my ass.” You moan as he withdraws from you. He spreads your cheeks apart and lines his head up with your puckered rose anus. He begins to stretch you as your mouth returns to me. Your tongue circles your thumb, teasing as he opens you. You finger me harder as his swollen head stretches you and I feel as much as hear your whimpering moan as he passes the outer muscles to slide into your depths. Moments later your tongue replaces your thumb in my ass and you begin to rock with the motion of his hips. As he moves harder and faster, your moans instensify, merging with mine.
You lick me hard, your fingers pinching my clit and then driving deep inside of me curling forward to rub me. My hips move without conscious thought as I rock back against you orgasming harder. He takes the opportunity to reach down and slip his thumb inside you while circling your clit before pinching hard. You buck against him as he drives you toward orgasm. You beg him to cum in your ass. He groans against you and asks if I’m okay with it. I give my assent, begging him to fill your ass. He pounds harder, you scream, clenching around him as he continues to thrust, he swells inside you and pulses as he sends rope after rope of hot fluid into you.
We all collapse, exhausted and spent, knowing this won’t be our last experience.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mbtkmj/threesome_ffm_anal
damn ? well done!