By: BansheeMagee
It’s late, and the kiddo has gone to bed. His stomach is full of chicken and rice, and he’s worn out after a fun day at the beach with his parents and “Uncle Henry”.
The light in our bedroom is soft and low, and the bed is neatly made. Across the room, the stereo is set to play. Henry and I are laying on the bed, our chests thin and bare, our boxers barely containing the erections underneath. Deep breaths of nervousness as we hear you turn off the shower.
We hear you open the bathroom door, and my heart pounds like a hammer as you are walking closer. It’s a rush of excitement, but of nerves too. I’m shaking at wondering how you’re going to react.
You step into the bedroom, the door opening as slow as eternity in my mind, and right away your dark eyes lock into mine. The towel is wrapped around your lovely form, and your dark brown hair is wet and dripping from the tips.
You see the rise in my boxers, your eyes flicking in surprise as you step further inside. You pass the alcove in the wall, and then dart your slender face at Henry.
I see your eyes open wide, and a quick sensation of fear shivers through my bones. But, you turn back to me, and your kissable lips fold into a smile.
“So, this is why Henry came down this weekend?” You slyly say to me.
“Yeah,” I softly say, “and we’re both yours tonight, babe.”
You smile so seductively at me, as you drop the towel from around you. It cascades to the floor, your naked body standing before our admiring eyes. I hear Henry mumble lowly under his breath, the first time that he’s ever seen your tanned, Latina, flesh. You flick your sparkling brown eyes towards him, as you notice a pulse under his orange boxers.
Slowly, you crawl onto the bed. Your soft little hands pull you to the opening between he and I, and you sit on both knees above us.
You glance at me, and then you glance at him. Your sly smile spreading wide, as your gentle fingers trace their way down our chests…and into our boxers.
I feel your warm hand take hold of my hardened erection, and you look down into my shimmering blue eyes as your other hand clutches onto Henry’s. You flick your eyebrows in surprise, and turn to look at him.
Henry traces his eyes down your arm, follows it to the inside of his boxers. Your hand starts stroking his pulsing erection, and he lays back onto the pillow enjoying the feel of my wife’s smooth palms along the shaft of his dick.
Your eyes are slowly igniting into a fire, and your nipples tighten and harden. Simultaneously, Henry and I hook our thumbs into our boxers, and pull them off of our legs.
Henry slides around you, as your hand keeps stroking my hardened dick. As he starts kissing your soft neck, his rough palms cuffing your breasts, your hardened nipples being squeezed between his fingers; you shoot your dark eyes down at me.
I see that flame…that wild fire I haven’t seen from you in years, burning madly in your eyes. And, as you lower your lips to wrap around my dick, I’m smiling.
Henry kneels behind you, his eyes burning mad with lust as he tears open the golden package in his hands. He’s heard me describe how perfect your ass is, and has even seen a picture or two of it, but now it’s propped up before him in person. The smooth cheeks, the muscular mounds, the fleshy canyon that forms at the base of your spine and is flanked by two shallow dimples. Your perfect, gorgeous, little ass!
He slips the condom over his hardened dick, and your breath flows around my cock as he enters into your shaven gates. He pumps you softly at first, then increases his speed.
You exhale madly as Henry pounds you from behind. I can feel your pleasure as you move your head up and down my dick. As he moves quicker, you take your mouth off of me, and moan softly.
“That feels so good.” You say back towards Henry, making him fuck you faster. Your dark hair trickles across my dick as you turn your face back towards me, your eyes now burning wildly.
You run your tongue up the shaft of my shaven cock, and close your lips around it again. Your head moves up and down on me faster, I can feel the tingle in my fingertips. You’ve never been so lustfully excited since our first couple of years.
You flick your eyes at me, and I can tell you’re feeling it too. I look back towards Henry, and I see the beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead.
He spanks you mildly, and both of us can hear your delight, so he does it again. Your eyes open for a quick glance at me, and your gaze reveals the coming surge.
You pull away from my dick, moaning loudly now, and I can feel the rush coming up my body as you grip my cock and stroke it wildly again. Henry takes hold of your soft black hair, pulling it back with care. He’s breathing deeply now.
It starts with you, but almost all three of us at the same time. Your eyes roll up towards the ceiling, your mouth drops open wide, and you nearly scream as that sensational feeling causes you to go numb.
Henry takes a deep, powerful, breath as he makes one final push into you. Your muscles tighten around his dick, gripping his shaft strongly, and he lets loose a heavy exhale of air as his body goes numb.
I’m laying on my back, your warm hand still stroking my pulsing cock. My body tightens as the flow of energy rushes through me… then, I go numb.
In the morning we are all sitting at the table, bacon sizzling in the microwave. We drink our coffee, talking about other things and laughing while Mickey Mouse sings on the television.
We finish a brief conversation, sip a few tastes of coffee, and your eyes flicker first at me and then at “Uncle Henry”…deviously.
“You’re staying tonight, too, right?” You ask him as you slide your little hand across my lap and onto my crotch.
Henry smiles back, the lust lit again, “Sure, because it’s only Saturday.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mkl722/its_only_saturday_mfm