Old Self 4
I lay on my left side with my left leg bent for her to put her head on. Likewise, she did the same. Arms wrapped around each other's torso, we labored to draw from each other the sweetest coos, moans and screams you could from someone while engaged in a sixty-nine. Lightly, she scraped her nails across the cheeks of my ass just to let me know she wasn't all sweetness and cream. She even spanked me once... or twice. But that tongue. Hot, sweet, and wet! WOW!
Her pussy opened like a flower. No, that's too cliched. OK. Her pussy opened like the hungry sexual organ I knew it to be. Gaping and in need of help, it cried out for attention and love. I bathed the fat lips with my own tongue. Up and down. Around and around. Tasting her musky, pink flesh between them. This is why I liked girls. The taste. The rush. WOW!
On the couch across the room, Lena and Alex looked like a couple of gay guys with breasts with their nakedness, their strap-ons and the way they were stroking each other.
And the evening had begun so nicely.
Alex and I met up with Kathy and Lena at the restaurant. Everyone dressed causally. Kathy looked kind of like a blonde Demi Moore from "Ghost". Short, cropped hair. Sexy. Not butch. Lena was Greek. Dark, olive complexion. A little stocky. I even got a little excited thinking of her dominating Kathy the way she did in the shower. I smiled to myself.
Eventually, talk got back to the shower. It seems I was a lot noisier than I remembered. That's how they knew we were there. Amazingly, they didn't care. They spurred us. We spurred them. In the end, everyone came.
We even asked about Kathy and her relationships with the boyfriend and the sister, etc.
Sex. It was all sex. She, basically, couldn't be satisfied. The boyfriend was OK for a guy. The sister, well, could be OK.
"A little possessive for my tastes," added Lena, "but what that girl knows is amazing."
But when Kathy and Lena decided to be together, they knew they'd hit it off. Three partners seemed to take care of Kathy's need to stray.
That is, until we went to the ladies room.
As soon as Kathy and stepped in, I suddenly flashed back to the wedding where Alex and I hooked up. Kathy checked every stall and dragged me into the farthest one from the door.
Her sexual energy was infectious. She kissed me hard. One of those "We don't have much time, but I need you" kisses. The electricity shot from her lips to mine, to my heart, to my breasts and to my sex.
"But, what about Lena and Alex?"
"Oh, forget them. Lena's explaining everything to Alex. They have plans for us." She pulled the straps of my halter top off my shoulder and exposed my breasts to her fiery touch. Instantly, I was ready. Like the hungry monster I mentioned before, I was ready to devour in an instant.
I pulled Kathy's top over her head and hung it on the hook just inside the stall. Her bra came next. While I did that, she pulled her skirt up and then guided my hand under her exposed panties. She placed her hand in the same place.
So, there we were, two topless women in the restroom, breasts against breasts, fingers inside each others' pussies and working our way to a sexual frenzy.
"No stopping. No matter what. Even if we cum while someone's here." Kathy's words send shivers down my spine. Imagine, Kailen's grandma coming in on Alex and I when Alex had me bent over the sink. WOW!
It was like fucking with your mirror image. Palm pressed against her clit. Middle few fingers (depending on how many she felt like) curled up inside her pussy actively searching for her spot. Her g-spot. All the while, she's doing the same to you. It's as though you have mental telepathy. You know you need to move up farther. You know she needs it harder. You think: softer, slower. Magically, she's thrusting softer and slower.
The air, heavy with sex, added to the aura and the stimulation. Feeling her smooth skin gliding across my freshly shaven legs had me giddy. Could there be anything for feminine and soft than two women in a passionate embrace like this?
"Ready?" She wanted to know if I was ready to cum. She knew I was. I knew she was and just started thrusting more insistently. Let her know I wanted her to cum. Let her know I wanted to cum. We thrust and thrust and dove into each other's eyes as we swam the long stretch that lies between sexual excitement and sexual gratification.
We really wanted the gratification.
And we got it.
What I didn't expect was the smile on Alex's face when we returned. I made sure we looked OK. Not too messed up or disheveled. Kathy didn't convince me too much that things would be OK with the two of them, so I decided not to take any chances.
But, that's before Alex took my hand and started sucking on my middle fingers.
I looked at Alex. I looked at Kathy. I looked and Lena... who was sucking on the same middle fingers on Kathy's hand that had just pleased me to no end.
I just watched. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. I just thought about how exquisite the entire episode felt.
I was excited again.
"Do you want her, Shelly?" My wife was asking me if I wanted to cheat on her with her permission. I'd never had this as a married woman... even with my husband. "Do you want to lay with her and make her cum like you make me cum? Do you want to let her suck on your nipples and your pussy and make you scream? Do you want to do this while your wife and her girlfriend watch?"
Her hands caressed my back and my behind as we ascended in the elevator to their floor. I could still feel Kathy's hand against my sex. My lips were wet with the moisture of my constant sexual arousal.
I looked up into her eyes. This excited her. The idea that I was this hot, unfaithful tramp who wanted her to see my infidelity actually had her excited.
Softly, we kissed.
"Will you make love to me afterwards? After she fucks me?"
The corner of her lip curled up. "Sure, we'll go back to the room and..."
"No. Immediately afterwards. In front of them. It's kind of like with you and me. I have to go home immediately afterwards and screw the life out of James. I don't know why, but I have to do it. Otherwise, I don't feel like I'm doing it right. And now, I'd love to make that honry little tramp scream and have her make me wail like some orgasm addict. But I'll only do it if you promise to make love to me like a married woman needs to be made love to immediately afterwards."
"Deal."
And, so, there we were. Sixty-nine on the floor. Kathy with her Demi Moore haircut eating my pussy. Me devouring hers.
I lost my bearings in my sexual arousal. The sex, I knew. The feeling of her fingernails scraping lightly across my naked back and sending shivers down my spine - I knew that. It was a gentle lover's signal. "No matter what I do to you," it said, "I only want you to feel good." Her hands delivered that message to my shoulders, the small of my back, my ass and my tits. And whether out of sincerity or not, I reciprocated. If it wasn't out of sincerity, it was because it felt DAMNED GOOD!
Occasionally, we'd interrupt the other and point out Alex and Lena. They were taking turns going down on each other and sucking each other's 'cocks'. Each had the strap-on where there's an opening just under the shaft and balls for the pussy. So, they'd devour the cock like a piece of plastic candy and stroke and finger the pussy at the same time.
Soon, Kathy's ministrations on my sex drew me away from that spectacle and back to our own.
It became a contest of who could get the other closest to cumming without actually doing it. I'd get her right on the edge. Short breaths. Thrusting pussy. Her not being able to concentrate enough to keep eating me. Then, nothing. Just my feather soft hands caressing her flesh and waiting for her to come down.
Kathy discovered something even I didn't know about myself. Get me high enough to cum like an insane woman, cut me off from her tongue (like I did to her) and pinch my nipples hard, then I'll come down just enough to take another five or ten minutes to build up again. "Shelly's emergency sex release valves," she'd say later.
But all this back and forth left us with a dilemma. We needed more than just our fingers and tongues to cum. Kathy looked at me and motioned toward Alex and Lena. I smiled and nodded.
"Oh, ladies," I called. "You've got a couple of girls over here that need something more... um, substantial than delicate fingers and tongues to make the evening complete. Could you help us?"
They'd been spooning on the floor watching us. Alex behind Lena. Lena occasionally thrusting just to feel Alex's cock against her ass. They got up and scurried over.
I grabbed Alex and brought her to here to was facing Kathy's pussy. Alex lifted her right leg up and moved closer while I took Alex's cock and placed the head at the opening of Kathy's sex. Likewise, Kathy and Lena lifted my right leg and I could feel the bulbous head of Lena's cock against my wet, gaping sex.
Kathy and I resumed our licking and sucking each other's clits, but we watched as these shafts of sex inched their way into us. I'd felt Alex's cock plenty of times, but this was the first time I'd ever been able to see it go into a pussy close up. I'd seen it before, of course, with girls and guys in pornos. I'd felt it plenty of times with all my lovers. But this was the first time I'd seen a lover's sex penetrating someone close up. It was more exciting knowing that Alex and Lena were playing with us. One would thrust, the other would too. So, as I saw Alex thrust bit by bit into Kathy's open pussy, Lena was doing the same to me. It was almost as through I was watching Alex fuck me.
Considering how wet we were, Alex and Lena were hip deep in us in a matter of seconds, but it seemed like forever to this married woman who until recently had been faithful to her husband. I was opening my pussy to only the second person since college that wasn't the father of my children. The first person with whom I'd done that, my wife, was hip deep in the girl whose pussy I was nursing on.
"Ohhhhhh, God! Yes! Yes!" I screamed. Kathy echoed my cries. Those screams grew and became more incomprehensible as Alex and Lena thrust harder and faster. Mercilessly. Ruthlessly. They fucked us like animals. They fucked like we needed it. Kathy and I just held on to each other for dear life. Our sweaty bodies were impossible to gently caress like before, so we kneaded and massaged like the amateur masseuses we were. We slapped each other's asses. We did what we could to let each other know we were still there. That took a lot. Kind of like shouting over street constuction.
Flash.
White light. Lightning. Not real, but in my head.
Bang. It was close. I was close.
Flash. Bang. Flash.
Closer and closer. I knew the wave was rolling in and would overtake me in a matter of moments. Feeling this strange cock give me such pleasure while this beautiful girl sucked my clitoris, I knew she felt the same way. I'm glad she could know what Alex felt like. I'm glad Alex could know what she felt like. I... I... I...
BOOM!
All is quiet as the only thing I know for sure is the feeling of my sex pulsing around the instrument of pleasure that fills my center. I feel that pleasure flood my body. Washing through my veins and over my limbs. Even after it's withdrawn... even after my wife's is with drawn from my partner... I return to the only thing that feels natural to me. I extend my tongue and massage the abused lips of her sex. She does the same for me. Soft. Slow. Gentle. Both lost in the sexual afterglow. Both still high on our own orgasms. We clutch to each other for comfort and assurance.
Close by, Alex and Lena are imitating us in a sense. They are in a sixty-nine sucking each other's cocks. Sucking the cum of their respective lover's off each other's cocks. Kathy and I spoon, me in back with my hard nipples against her muscular back, and watch this new spectacle.
When they're through, Kathy and I have the same idea. We walk over and straddle over respective partners. Feeling her cock against my ass, I whisper, "Can I put that thing someplace more comfortable?"
Alex opens her exhausted eyes. "Where'd you have in mind?"
I lift myself up to place it at the opening of my sex. Slowly, I slide down it's wonderful length until I feel the leather against her sex.
"There." I felt full again. I felt complete. I kissed my wife and thanked her for doing this. She kissed me. She kissed my neck. She sucked on my breasts.
We made love, and although we were not the only people in the room doing this, we were the only ones that mattered.
THE END
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