The Itch That Could Not Be Scratched
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They had kept me sitting on the pedestal for what felt like an eternity. They had instructed me to open my legs and slowly stroke my cock. I was happy to comply. They were caring enough to soothe my youthful nerves but assertive enough as they wanted to be.
In the moody half-light, they kissed and caressed their naked bodies. I was transfixed by their foreplay. They had shared a leisurely sixty-nine, her lithe body perched on top of his muscular frame. His mouth nestled between her legs worked her to a soft, gentle orgasm. She took it sucking slowly on his cock. As she trembled softly, the eroticism of her muffled gasps made my cock throb to its zenith.
Easing from him and nestled against his strong body, her slim long legs parted to reveal her bare sex. His measured taunting of her body had moistened it to a vibrant wet pink, the cock in her hand looked fierce and ready.
Her hand showed it to me.
Reciprocating with a hesitant smile of my own, I showed her how hard I was too. With a single finger, she beckoned me to them.
“So, let’s see how bisexual you really are.”
My cock automatically flexed to her softly spoken words. I was grateful that my body answered her question without the need for words.
Our eyes met, she had a kindly smile on her face and a look of encouragement. He looked bold and unyielding, she told me that was what he was like.
As I walked slowly towards them, I could hear the deep pounding in my chest and a fluttering in the pit of my stomach. Its burden was a diminishing encumbrance, I knew my nerves would pass. The sensual texture of smooth satin sheets on my hands and knees helped to overwhelm them.
With a sultry look in her eyes and the blunt end of his cock pressed against the inside of her cheek, she idly kept him hard. Deep violet veins meandered down its length as her delicate hand slowly stroked it. Smooth, fully erect, his balls were plump and tight. His torso was defined and strong, the cut of his obliques to his impressive manhood were smooth and taut.
Torturing me with her lewd display, she eased it from her mouth and held it tenderly. The tight skin of his cock glistened in the low light.
Directing it to me, I knew that it was time.
It felt warm, I don’t know how much I took but its silken head grazed the roof of my mouth. With a gruff gasp and a moan he seemed content enough with my technique. I felt her fingers running through my hair guiding me to give to him how he liked it. Pulling on the back of my head with a force that belied her slight frame - I had to take more cock. I closed my lips over it, taking it as deeply as I could. Punctuated with a soft groans, it throbbed in my mouth as I took him.
“That’s it…. don’t stop,” he groaned.
I looked to her for direction, his cock deep in my mouth as our eyes met. Her eyes burned with lust as she watched me on her husband’s cock. I drew it out of my mouth and held it for a moment to show her. Sinking my mouth back on it, I twisted my wrist. His body rose and fell a little as I fed it into my mouth with a steady rhythm.
I watched her ribcage swell with air as she watched me. Admiring her body, the spill of her perky breasts over her slight frame were capped by two hard pink nipples. Two fingers stirred her puffy wet slit and then slid inside her. Taunting her nipples, her act of auto-arousal brought out the provocation in me.
I held his spit sheened cock before her and licked up and down his heavy shaft. Maintaining my gaze into her enflamed eyes, I worshipped his cock with my tongue and mouth.
“He’s ready,” she uttered perfunctorily.
Her motion towards me instinctively made me back off, she straddled him in reverse.
“Guide him into me.”
Mesmerised as she moved into position, I held him to her and watched as she skewered herself with it. I felt the heat of her pussy engulf him. I had to feel her wetness and she sat fully onto his cock. I tasted her juices off my fingers as she positioned herself before me, leaning back over his prostate body. I cupped his heavy balls, they felt full and hot. Watching her sex stretch around his meat, their reciprocating gasps echoed off the painted walls.
“Give your cock to her, let her suck it.” he commanded.
Dutifully, I did as he said and stood over her, I held it to her mouth and she accepted it.
“Stand still, we’re fucking you,” he added.
As she worked up and down his hard shaft, her mouth took me with an energy that sustained my erection easily. The fluttering of nerves in my stomach had transformed into long surging waves of arousal. My body flooded with pleasure as her velvet mouth caressed my hard cock. Her hand clasped at my thigh and slid underneath my balls. Dipping a pointed finger into my arse, I gasped as it slipped deeper into me.
She eased her mouth from me and looked with fascination as her finger inside me made my cock jerk upwards. She felt the bite of my muscles as she fucked my taut hole.
“Darling, he’s so tight there.”
He was bucking his length into her with more vigour as she struggled to lock her mouth around my cock.
“Mmm, good. Keep fingering him, he needs to be ready for me.”
She could tell I liked that idea, she took me again savouring how my cock lurched instantly with each prod of her finger. That was the one of the things they liked about me, I told them I could stay hard when my arse was being played with. That was a major deal for them and for the plans they had for me.
She sat upright more, another finger joined the one fucking me. I winced a little at first but soon groaned with pleasure as her mouth worked over me again.
I looked down to see them fucking, his body strained with each thrust, he was in great shape for an older guy. I thought to myself, that when I made it into my forties, that’s the shape I would want to be in. She was a little younger, a lithe yummy mummy. It was hard to believe she had borne him a couple of kids. I had girlfriends half her age that didn’t have tight compact bodies like hers.
Her breathing rasped faster through her fine nostrils. In that position with a cock that meaty, I could only imagine that it was hitting all the right places.
She pushed at my taut stomach, I eased back and my hard cock left her mouth.
“F.f.uck Xavier, your cock is fucking big tonight.”
She still had her fingers buried in me though, she twisted them and pushed them deeper inside. My cock flexed every time she hit my prostate.
“Get down there, see if you can lick her clit while I fuck her.”
Opening her legs wider, she gasped as I knelt at the foot of the bed.
“I can see your tight arse in the mirror, hold your arse cheeks apart for me.”
I did as I was told.
“Finger it for me.”
With the middle digit on my hand, I could sense she had done a good job of stretching me. I pushed it in to a cacophony of gasps from her as she rode on her husband’s cock. My cock felt so hard between my legs, the deviancy of a bisexual threesome had excited me greatly in the days leading up to this. I had saved myself for it, today especially had been torture. I tried hard to not think about it for fear of tonight not matching my expectations. So far, they had been exceeded many times over.
“Now lick my clit, I want to get off on his cock.”
It was a kindly reminder yet still assertive. Trying to prop myself up to meet her undulating body – my tongue found her hard clit. It was a slightly hit and miss affair at first but her gasps drove me on to perfect my aim. I got my first taste of her juices, tangy and musky, they were flooding from her and over his tumescent length. My tongue could find her clit now at will and as she pushed my head down a little, I knew that meant to lick on his shaft and smooth balls. His groans told me that he was certainly appreciative.
Her body had a sublime energy as it moved, it was graceful and fluid. She exuded an intoxicating self-confidence of how to use his cock without needing to expend too much energy. As the tip of my tongue kept hitting her hard button, my reward was a gasp of pleasure.
“Yes, like that.”
And again on the upstroke, “Yes, perfect.”
Her feedback felt so empowering, they told me that the age difference was their primary motive for inviting me to join them. They said they didn’t mind a little inexperience but they were not teachers. He liked fucking young men and so did she.
I knew what to expect, this was not my first bisexual threesome – it was my second.
Her body began to shudder, he was impervious to it. Edging toward her second climax of the night, I was happy to play my part, I kept up with my tongue as her body moved faster with more intent.
“Fuck, yes, I’m so close. So close.”
He was started to grunt as he bucked into her, it was becoming impossible to hit her clit. She was clearly edging closer to another orgasm.
“Come up here.”
It was whispered so quietly and spoken so quickly, I almost missed it.
I stood, her hand took me to her breasts and I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Her face softened as she looked into my eyes and took her climax. She came harder this time, more profound and louder. Pulling me in, she pressed the soft cushion of her lips against mine. I sucked softly on them and she dipped in again for another.
“Hmm, you kiss well,” she purred a little breathless.
She extracted herself from Xavier’s cock and knelt between his legs. Pulling on my hand, I knew my place too – beside her.
Looking into his eyes as he propped himself up on his elbows, she showed her gratitude to him by holding his cock between us.
“Follow my lead.” she instructed.
Her words were rhetorical but stimulating. I watched as she held it, my eyes relaying into my body the swelling of carnal intent and deep arousal.
She licked one side of his cock and I took the other, the musk of her juices off the hot flesh of his cock tasted sublime. She took him for a moment, her head bobbing up and down vigorously as I licked the base of his shaft. Holding it, I followed and took his length in the same way. She took his cock from me and kissed the head, flicking the glans – I followed. Kissing each other and the head of his cock, it flexed with our attention.
Again, her hand against my chest was direction enough.
“You want it don’t you?”
I took a gulp and nodded, it was a magnificent cock and I wanted it inside me.
She took my hand in hers and as I rose, he vacated his position.
“Lie on your back on the edge of the bed.”
This was it and as the opulent sheer satin caressed my skin, I felt his hands lift my legs by their thighs. I tensed and held them up as she joined me at my side on her knees. Her hand found my nipple and teased it, she took my cock in the other.
“Look at me, look at me now.”
The blunt end of his cock pushed against me, my cock flexed automatically as my mouth opened with the surprise. She recovered my outstretched hand and she pressed it to her sex. It was a distraction. Holding my ankles, the head of his cock defeated my entrance.
Intensely overwhelmed, the expression on my face must have conveyed every nuance. She gasped as she watched me being violated. It felt magnificent, his length slid up inside me with surprising ease inch by delicious inch. I knew not to bear down to try and expel it, I knew that the burning heat of stretched muscles would subside.
She stroked my hard cock as he filled me, its involuntary throbbing was not as hard as I wanted it to be. It didn’t occur to me that my muscles would bearing down on him each time. Only after he had groaned several times did I realise the effect on him. He reacted by sliding his girthy cock harder in and out of my snug hole.
“He’s tight isn’t he darling?”
“Oh yes, Hilde, he’s biting on me. Keep stroking his cock.”
I was lost in a haze of sexual excitement as he worked his cock into me. His glorious cock inside me hit every electrified nerve ending again and again.
“You enjoying that?”
I nodded, it was all I could manage.
My fingers were buried in her wet sex, as he slid into me, my fingers slid into her. She was being finger fucked by proxy.
I looked to him from my submissive posture. He looked at me and watched my reaction as he drove it in harder.
“How about that?”
“Fuck, yes, it’s good.”
My wet fingers caught to cool air, she was on all fours. With her head on my lap, I groaned as her mouth had me again. It was impossible for my cock not to lurch hard as she worked her magic up and down it. I was bearing down on Xavier’s cock over and over again, I knew this time and I was doing it to give him pleasure.
I had to touch her, my hand caressed her back, my fingers riding up and down each vertebrate of her spine.
Quite when it started I don’t know, two masculine voices were groaning as he started to fuck me harder. I began panting as he increased his tempo, grazing my prostate, I felt light-headed and began to tremble.
I knew they had done this before many times probably, they had some kind of telepathy between them. My cock was at its zenith, it was swollen and the skin was so tight. It felt was so hot from my shaft, through to my balls.
Sitting up again, she laid alongside me, her mouth sucked on one of my nipples. Her hand, like her body had an elegant economy of movement as she took my hard shaft. It was the coup-de-grace to his cock buried inside me, they combined to bring me closer and closer to the edge.
“You’re close aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes, I am.”
“You can cum if you want, cum while he’s fucking you.”
It was all the permission I needed, just those few words were enough. My legs began to shake, I wanted to put them down. He was strong and implacable so as they trembled, he simply held them tighter. My trembling needed another outlet and I flexed my lower back up through to my collarbone, my whole body was tightening and relaxing in waves.
“Oh God I’m going to cum!”
It happened so quickly and with her assured touch, I looked down to see rope after rope of my cum spilling over my body. He was grunting harder too, he felt every one of my convulsions with that magnificent cock inside me. As my own orgasm eased, my legs suddenly felt so leaden as he let them fall. His own cock loomed into view as she held it to my face.
“Here let me.”
She stroked his cock now and I knew what I had to do. I opened my mouth and felt the first splash of his thick load hit my cheek. The next shot made it into my mouth as I put out my tongue for more. Then another and another, deep hearty groans announced each one until their violence eased. I knew he was done when she came in to kiss me. With open mouths, I pushed what I could into hers. Her stifled purring was satisfying, we kissed deeply with her tongue darting and sliding over mine. As I swallowed, the bitter but pleasing taste of his cum hit the back of my tongue.
My body was a mess of spunk and trembling with subsiding arousal. The soft caress of terry towelling hit me in the chest. Sitting up, I wiped what I could from my body.
“You are a great fuck,” he said.
“He is isn’t he Xavier? Will you let me have him now you have had your fun?”
“Why not. Would you like to stick around with us?” he asked.
“Yes, you guys are amazing.”
“Let’s see how you are after we clean you up,” she added, “I’m sure I could put some fire in your belly.”
Xavier chuckled, “You’re in trouble now, she is quite the vixen when she’s fired up.”
He laughed louder at the concerned look on my face.
“He is teasing you, we are not that bad.”
“No, no, erm, oh crap,” I tried hard not to sound defeated by their bravado, “well, I guess you kind of know I’m not that experienced at this.”
She put her arm around me and kissed me, “That is part of your charm, just be yourself.”
Xavier stood up completely naked without a care in the world, “The showers are down that way.”
Hilde giggled, “We seem to have attracted quite an audience.”
I looked over and there were a few people milling around the door of the playroom. I had to overcome my nerves but going to a swinger club was an itch I could not resist scratching. Opting to take a plunge and go to their Bi-Night was a decision I didn’t regret one bit. Meeting Xavier and Hilde there was more than I could ever expected.
Wrapping the towel around my hips, Hilde took my hand.
“Come on then, let’s get cleaned up and see how good your powers of recovery are.”
Walking out the play room, we got a few knowing smiles. I felt so emboldened and wondered why I was so reticent just a few hours ago.
I would definitely be going back, first, I wanted Hilde…
In the moody half-light, they kissed and caressed their naked bodies. I was transfixed by their foreplay. They had shared a leisurely sixty-nine, her lithe body perched on top of his muscular frame. His mouth nestled between her legs worked her to a soft, gentle orgasm. She took it sucking slowly on his cock. As she trembled softly, the eroticism of her muffled gasps made my cock throb to its zenith.
Easing from him and nestled against his strong body, her slim long legs parted to reveal her bare sex. His measured taunting of her body had moistened it to a vibrant wet pink, the cock in her hand looked fierce and ready.
Her hand showed it to me.
Reciprocating with a hesitant smile of my own, I showed her how hard I was too. With a single finger, she beckoned me to them.
“So, let’s see how bisexual you really are.”
My cock automatically flexed to her softly spoken words. I was grateful that my body answered her question without the need for words.
Our eyes met, she had a kindly smile on her face and a look of encouragement. He looked bold and unyielding, she told me that was what he was like.
As I walked slowly towards them, I could hear the deep pounding in my chest and a fluttering in the pit of my stomach. Its burden was a diminishing encumbrance, I knew my nerves would pass. The sensual texture of smooth satin sheets on my hands and knees helped to overwhelm them.
With a sultry look in her eyes and the blunt end of his cock pressed against the inside of her cheek, she idly kept him hard. Deep violet veins meandered down its length as her delicate hand slowly stroked it. Smooth, fully erect, his balls were plump and tight. His torso was defined and strong, the cut of his obliques to his impressive manhood were smooth and taut.
Torturing me with her lewd display, she eased it from her mouth and held it tenderly. The tight skin of his cock glistened in the low light.
Directing it to me, I knew that it was time.
It felt warm, I don’t know how much I took but its silken head grazed the roof of my mouth. With a gruff gasp and a moan he seemed content enough with my technique. I felt her fingers running through my hair guiding me to give to him how he liked it. Pulling on the back of my head with a force that belied her slight frame - I had to take more cock. I closed my lips over it, taking it as deeply as I could. Punctuated with a soft groans, it throbbed in my mouth as I took him.
“That’s it…. don’t stop,” he groaned.
I looked to her for direction, his cock deep in my mouth as our eyes met. Her eyes burned with lust as she watched me on her husband’s cock. I drew it out of my mouth and held it for a moment to show her. Sinking my mouth back on it, I twisted my wrist. His body rose and fell a little as I fed it into my mouth with a steady rhythm.
I watched her ribcage swell with air as she watched me. Admiring her body, the spill of her perky breasts over her slight frame were capped by two hard pink nipples. Two fingers stirred her puffy wet slit and then slid inside her. Taunting her nipples, her act of auto-arousal brought out the provocation in me.
I held his spit sheened cock before her and licked up and down his heavy shaft. Maintaining my gaze into her enflamed eyes, I worshipped his cock with my tongue and mouth.
“He’s ready,” she uttered perfunctorily.
Her motion towards me instinctively made me back off, she straddled him in reverse.
“Guide him into me.”
Mesmerised as she moved into position, I held him to her and watched as she skewered herself with it. I felt the heat of her pussy engulf him. I had to feel her wetness and she sat fully onto his cock. I tasted her juices off my fingers as she positioned herself before me, leaning back over his prostate body. I cupped his heavy balls, they felt full and hot. Watching her sex stretch around his meat, their reciprocating gasps echoed off the painted walls.
“Give your cock to her, let her suck it.” he commanded.
Dutifully, I did as he said and stood over her, I held it to her mouth and she accepted it.
“Stand still, we’re fucking you,” he added.
As she worked up and down his hard shaft, her mouth took me with an energy that sustained my erection easily. The fluttering of nerves in my stomach had transformed into long surging waves of arousal. My body flooded with pleasure as her velvet mouth caressed my hard cock. Her hand clasped at my thigh and slid underneath my balls. Dipping a pointed finger into my arse, I gasped as it slipped deeper into me.
She eased her mouth from me and looked with fascination as her finger inside me made my cock jerk upwards. She felt the bite of my muscles as she fucked my taut hole.
“Darling, he’s so tight there.”
He was bucking his length into her with more vigour as she struggled to lock her mouth around my cock.
“Mmm, good. Keep fingering him, he needs to be ready for me.”
She could tell I liked that idea, she took me again savouring how my cock lurched instantly with each prod of her finger. That was the one of the things they liked about me, I told them I could stay hard when my arse was being played with. That was a major deal for them and for the plans they had for me.
She sat upright more, another finger joined the one fucking me. I winced a little at first but soon groaned with pleasure as her mouth worked over me again.
I looked down to see them fucking, his body strained with each thrust, he was in great shape for an older guy. I thought to myself, that when I made it into my forties, that’s the shape I would want to be in. She was a little younger, a lithe yummy mummy. It was hard to believe she had borne him a couple of kids. I had girlfriends half her age that didn’t have tight compact bodies like hers.
Her breathing rasped faster through her fine nostrils. In that position with a cock that meaty, I could only imagine that it was hitting all the right places.
She pushed at my taut stomach, I eased back and my hard cock left her mouth.
“F.f.uck Xavier, your cock is fucking big tonight.”
She still had her fingers buried in me though, she twisted them and pushed them deeper inside. My cock flexed every time she hit my prostate.
“Get down there, see if you can lick her clit while I fuck her.”
Opening her legs wider, she gasped as I knelt at the foot of the bed.
“I can see your tight arse in the mirror, hold your arse cheeks apart for me.”
I did as I was told.
“Finger it for me.”
With the middle digit on my hand, I could sense she had done a good job of stretching me. I pushed it in to a cacophony of gasps from her as she rode on her husband’s cock. My cock felt so hard between my legs, the deviancy of a bisexual threesome had excited me greatly in the days leading up to this. I had saved myself for it, today especially had been torture. I tried hard to not think about it for fear of tonight not matching my expectations. So far, they had been exceeded many times over.
“Now lick my clit, I want to get off on his cock.”
It was a kindly reminder yet still assertive. Trying to prop myself up to meet her undulating body – my tongue found her hard clit. It was a slightly hit and miss affair at first but her gasps drove me on to perfect my aim. I got my first taste of her juices, tangy and musky, they were flooding from her and over his tumescent length. My tongue could find her clit now at will and as she pushed my head down a little, I knew that meant to lick on his shaft and smooth balls. His groans told me that he was certainly appreciative.
Her body had a sublime energy as it moved, it was graceful and fluid. She exuded an intoxicating self-confidence of how to use his cock without needing to expend too much energy. As the tip of my tongue kept hitting her hard button, my reward was a gasp of pleasure.
“Yes, like that.”
And again on the upstroke, “Yes, perfect.”
Her feedback felt so empowering, they told me that the age difference was their primary motive for inviting me to join them. They said they didn’t mind a little inexperience but they were not teachers. He liked fucking young men and so did she.
I knew what to expect, this was not my first bisexual threesome – it was my second.
Her body began to shudder, he was impervious to it. Edging toward her second climax of the night, I was happy to play my part, I kept up with my tongue as her body moved faster with more intent.
“Fuck, yes, I’m so close. So close.”
He was started to grunt as he bucked into her, it was becoming impossible to hit her clit. She was clearly edging closer to another orgasm.
“Come up here.”
It was whispered so quietly and spoken so quickly, I almost missed it.
I stood, her hand took me to her breasts and I rolled her nipples between my fingers. Her face softened as she looked into my eyes and took her climax. She came harder this time, more profound and louder. Pulling me in, she pressed the soft cushion of her lips against mine. I sucked softly on them and she dipped in again for another.
“Hmm, you kiss well,” she purred a little breathless.
She extracted herself from Xavier’s cock and knelt between his legs. Pulling on my hand, I knew my place too – beside her.
Looking into his eyes as he propped himself up on his elbows, she showed her gratitude to him by holding his cock between us.
“Follow my lead.” she instructed.
Her words were rhetorical but stimulating. I watched as she held it, my eyes relaying into my body the swelling of carnal intent and deep arousal.
She licked one side of his cock and I took the other, the musk of her juices off the hot flesh of his cock tasted sublime. She took him for a moment, her head bobbing up and down vigorously as I licked the base of his shaft. Holding it, I followed and took his length in the same way. She took his cock from me and kissed the head, flicking the glans – I followed. Kissing each other and the head of his cock, it flexed with our attention.
Again, her hand against my chest was direction enough.
“You want it don’t you?”
I took a gulp and nodded, it was a magnificent cock and I wanted it inside me.
She took my hand in hers and as I rose, he vacated his position.
“Lie on your back on the edge of the bed.”
This was it and as the opulent sheer satin caressed my skin, I felt his hands lift my legs by their thighs. I tensed and held them up as she joined me at my side on her knees. Her hand found my nipple and teased it, she took my cock in the other.
“Look at me, look at me now.”
The blunt end of his cock pushed against me, my cock flexed automatically as my mouth opened with the surprise. She recovered my outstretched hand and she pressed it to her sex. It was a distraction. Holding my ankles, the head of his cock defeated my entrance.
Intensely overwhelmed, the expression on my face must have conveyed every nuance. She gasped as she watched me being violated. It felt magnificent, his length slid up inside me with surprising ease inch by delicious inch. I knew not to bear down to try and expel it, I knew that the burning heat of stretched muscles would subside.
She stroked my hard cock as he filled me, its involuntary throbbing was not as hard as I wanted it to be. It didn’t occur to me that my muscles would bearing down on him each time. Only after he had groaned several times did I realise the effect on him. He reacted by sliding his girthy cock harder in and out of my snug hole.
“He’s tight isn’t he darling?”
“Oh yes, Hilde, he’s biting on me. Keep stroking his cock.”
I was lost in a haze of sexual excitement as he worked his cock into me. His glorious cock inside me hit every electrified nerve ending again and again.
“You enjoying that?”
I nodded, it was all I could manage.
My fingers were buried in her wet sex, as he slid into me, my fingers slid into her. She was being finger fucked by proxy.
I looked to him from my submissive posture. He looked at me and watched my reaction as he drove it in harder.
“How about that?”
“Fuck, yes, it’s good.”
My wet fingers caught to cool air, she was on all fours. With her head on my lap, I groaned as her mouth had me again. It was impossible for my cock not to lurch hard as she worked her magic up and down it. I was bearing down on Xavier’s cock over and over again, I knew this time and I was doing it to give him pleasure.
I had to touch her, my hand caressed her back, my fingers riding up and down each vertebrate of her spine.
Quite when it started I don’t know, two masculine voices were groaning as he started to fuck me harder. I began panting as he increased his tempo, grazing my prostate, I felt light-headed and began to tremble.
I knew they had done this before many times probably, they had some kind of telepathy between them. My cock was at its zenith, it was swollen and the skin was so tight. It felt was so hot from my shaft, through to my balls.
Sitting up again, she laid alongside me, her mouth sucked on one of my nipples. Her hand, like her body had an elegant economy of movement as she took my hard shaft. It was the coup-de-grace to his cock buried inside me, they combined to bring me closer and closer to the edge.
“You’re close aren’t you?”
“Yes, yes, I am.”
“You can cum if you want, cum while he’s fucking you.”
It was all the permission I needed, just those few words were enough. My legs began to shake, I wanted to put them down. He was strong and implacable so as they trembled, he simply held them tighter. My trembling needed another outlet and I flexed my lower back up through to my collarbone, my whole body was tightening and relaxing in waves.
“Oh God I’m going to cum!”
It happened so quickly and with her assured touch, I looked down to see rope after rope of my cum spilling over my body. He was grunting harder too, he felt every one of my convulsions with that magnificent cock inside me. As my own orgasm eased, my legs suddenly felt so leaden as he let them fall. His own cock loomed into view as she held it to my face.
“Here let me.”
She stroked his cock now and I knew what I had to do. I opened my mouth and felt the first splash of his thick load hit my cheek. The next shot made it into my mouth as I put out my tongue for more. Then another and another, deep hearty groans announced each one until their violence eased. I knew he was done when she came in to kiss me. With open mouths, I pushed what I could into hers. Her stifled purring was satisfying, we kissed deeply with her tongue darting and sliding over mine. As I swallowed, the bitter but pleasing taste of his cum hit the back of my tongue.
My body was a mess of spunk and trembling with subsiding arousal. The soft caress of terry towelling hit me in the chest. Sitting up, I wiped what I could from my body.
“You are a great fuck,” he said.
“He is isn’t he Xavier? Will you let me have him now you have had your fun?”
“Why not. Would you like to stick around with us?” he asked.
“Yes, you guys are amazing.”
“Let’s see how you are after we clean you up,” she added, “I’m sure I could put some fire in your belly.”
Xavier chuckled, “You’re in trouble now, she is quite the vixen when she’s fired up.”
He laughed louder at the concerned look on my face.
“He is teasing you, we are not that bad.”
“No, no, erm, oh crap,” I tried hard not to sound defeated by their bravado, “well, I guess you kind of know I’m not that experienced at this.”
She put her arm around me and kissed me, “That is part of your charm, just be yourself.”
Xavier stood up completely naked without a care in the world, “The showers are down that way.”
Hilde giggled, “We seem to have attracted quite an audience.”
I looked over and there were a few people milling around the door of the playroom. I had to overcome my nerves but going to a swinger club was an itch I could not resist scratching. Opting to take a plunge and go to their Bi-Night was a decision I didn’t regret one bit. Meeting Xavier and Hilde there was more than I could ever expected.
Wrapping the towel around my hips, Hilde took my hand.
“Come on then, let’s get cleaned up and see how good your powers of recovery are.”
Walking out the play room, we got a few knowing smiles. I felt so emboldened and wondered why I was so reticent just a few hours ago.
I would definitely be going back, first, I wanted Hilde…
Myra
- 04.04.2022
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