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We have been friends with Alison and James for some time now, ever since we found out that they had fun. I mean fun in the sense that they enjoyed eroticism and the sharing of the flesh. As soon as we knew, Maggie and Myself became intrigued. I suppose intrigued was an understatement, we wanted them badly. Maggie would lie awake at night after a good sex session and masturbate. I caught her once. When quizzed, she said she was fantasising about being between Alison’s legs and licking her senseless. I remember that she had an explosive orgasm as I lay awake watching her; pretending to be asleep.
Since that decision was made, we became friends; along with two other couples. We try and meet up as a group at least once a month; but with work and life getting in the way, it’s not always possible. Fortunately though, only one couple in our group have children to worry about.
They were the ones that couldn’t make it when Alison and James invited us over for a party one evening.
We arrived and were ushered into their home by James, he explained that Alison was preparing the Hors-d'oeuvre in the kitchen and that she would be out later. What a lie that turned out to be.
We sat and chatted for a short while and were offered some drinks. We both accepted gin and tonics when the doorbell rang. I answered the door, it was our other friends Melissa and Steve. Melissa looked as gorgeous as ever and dressed for the evening; she was wearing practically nothing and if I knew Melissa, she would not be wearing knickers either. Her skirt was black and very short, barely covering her pussy if I were to be honest. Her top failed dismally to contain her breasts. At least Maggie, my wife, got dressed to leave the house.
“I don’t know why you bothered with those clothes,” I told her as I let them in. Melissa just giggled at me, squeezing my crotch as she walked past.
We all congregated back in the lounge and I made Melissa and Steve some drinks. James once more explained that Alison was preparing the food.
“I’ll just give her a quick hand,” Maggie told James as she pulled herself up from the sofa using his arm as a lever. The rest of us just continued chatting.
After some time I started to become slightly uneasy. I started looking to the kitchen door to see whether someone would come in and invite us to have a few snacks. The more I watched the door, the more I became concerned. Had the kitchen swallowed up Alison? Had both the women been kidnapped? Or worse, abducted by aliens?
It was strange because I heard no one talking or clanking of pans or any noise associated with food preparation.
James was eagerly chatting to Melissa and Steve. As I looked towards them I could see James’ hand lightly touch Melissa’s breast. I made my way to the kitchen door.
My jaw dropped open at the sight in front of me.
Alison was lying horizontally on the table, laid out like lunch. She was dressed in stockings and suspenders and a mask that fully covered her eyes, but that was it. Her breasts fell to either side of her body. Her hands were down by her side. It was like she was dead; the rise and fall of her chest was the only give away sign that she wasn’t. Around her were snacks, Canapés of all sorts, I could identify salmon ones and cream cheese. There were strawberries and cream in small pots scattered around her. In between her legs were dishes of cut carrot and celery purposefully placed with the dips.
Maggie, by this time, had circled the body and had taken a Canapé from the table and was eating it. I watched her as she lifted the carrot from the dish. She hesitated. I could see the indecision on her face. Does she put into her pussy and then eat it or does she use the sour cream! Maggie dipped the carrot into the sour cream and bit off the end. She finished the carrot; crunching it and chewing it as she looked at Alison.
Alison seemed to be breathing heavily in anticipation. I could see she wanted to be touched. She knew someone was there. Alison gasped out loud. The reason was a fingernail; Maggie’s fingernail, that touched Alison’s finger and stroked along her arm.
Melissa appeared next to me, “Oh my god,” she said. I turned quickly to hush Melissa whose shocked words, although fairly quietly, was still audible. Alongside her was Steve and then James came into the room smiling like a Cheshire cat.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, dinner is served,” he announced.
Maggie’s finger was dragging its way up Alison’s arm. Her other hand plucked a salmon canapé from the table. Maggie was smiling all the time that she slowly walked around the table. Like me, she couldn’t believe the feast in front of her. She popped the food into her mouth as her fingertip rounded Alison’s nipple.
It wasn’t long before we were all spread around the table in different positions. The men just looked at Alison displayed as she was amongst the food. Then we all started eating. It was surreal in a way.
Melissa was the first to abuse Alison, in a nice way. She picked up a pot of cream and a strawberry. The latter she placed into her mouth in the most erotic way I have ever seen. The cream she poured onto Alison’s right nipple. As she poured, it started to run down the side of her breast and onto the table. Melissa watched it and then plunged her mouth over Alison’s nipple and sucked on it. Melissa followed the cream down her heaving breast and onto the table top. She licked it all up. Then she repeated it again, and again.
Alison was sighing and moaning at the attention she was being given; though she was keeping her body fairly straight and stiff in the process. Both Maggie and Melissa were now touching her. I watched as her head followed the touches on her skin; desperately trying to determine who was doing the touching. It was amazing that after that initial outburst by Melissa, no-one spoke at all.
I watched as Melissa took another carrot; celery was definitely not her favourite food at all. This time she did as I thought she would have done last time. She slipped the cold carrot stick into Alison’s pussy. Alison gasped. After pulling and pushing it in a few times, Maggie retrieved it, licked it and then ate it. Her nostrils flared at the naughtiness of the whole situation. I could see she was getting turned on.
Melissa picked up a few snacks and started to eat them, after she popped the final one in her mouth she grabbed her top and pulled it over her head. Her breasts swung free. She leant over the table and swung them over Alison’s breasts. They touched and their nipples rubbed past one another. Melissa then positioned her breast above Alison’s face, she poured some of the cream onto her own breast and watched as it dribbled around her breasts, onto her nipple and slowly dripped onto Alison’s mouth.
Alison was quick to open her mouth and suck the cream into it. She never knew what route it took to get there.
Maggie started to undress, her whole attire was discarded in under a minute, except for her hold up stockings and shoes which she left on; for some unknown reason. She started to clear the table of the dips, celery and carrot sticks that were lying between Alison’s legs. She placed them on the side tables next to her. She walked to the end of the table and grabbed Alison’s legs under her knees. Suddenly Alison was pulled towards the end of the table. Her bum lying close to the edge, her legs flailing in mid-air until her heels found the edge of the table.
Melissa’s breast was left hanging over the table, the cream dripping onto it.
I didn’t know which way to look. On the one side of the table, Maggie was starting to kneel down, and on the other, James was fondling Melissa’s bum and pussy from under the shortest of skirts as she leant over the table. His finger was pushing its way inside her as she dribbled cream over her tits.
Every man in the room had a hard on under their trousers.
The next I heard was Alison gasp out load. Maggie had abandoned the carrot sticks. It was tongue time now. She thrust her tongue into Alison’s pussy. I knew as I watched her that she was doing what she loved most. Ever since we had met these two lovely people, she loved Alison’s pussy and would quite happily spend the whole day between her thighs.
Maggie’s tongue extended all the way inside Alison’s pussy; much better than a carrot stick, I thought. I walked to the table and picked up a few crisps and started to crunch on them. I then picked up a pot of cream and dribbled it over Alison’s pussy and onto Maggie’s tongue. I used the whole pot. I wanted to drown that pink pussy and tongue and red lips in white cream.
My attention was grabbed by Melissa who had started to climb onto the table now that there was room at the top. She hiked her skirt up to her waist; not that it had that far to go, but it allowed her to move more freely. She then waddled towards Alison on her knees.
Suddenly I became enormously horny. I knew what Melissa was going to do and I loved to watch her do it. Steve was on the other side of the table to me, watching her. Melissa slowly lifted her bum over and onto Alison’s face. She gasped as she felt a tongue slip along her pussy. Her hands instantly came up to her breasts and she played with her nipples as she rested her pussy onto Alison’s tongue.
I started to caress Alison’s right breast, fondling it in my hands and tweaking the nipples occasionally. Steve joined me in doing the same from the other side of the table. It was absolutely wicked.
It was James that fetched the squirty cream from the fridge and proceeded to cover Melissa’s stomach and pussy in it. It was a wild sight to behold; at one point I thought Alison might drown under it all. The cream started to melt and slide off Melissa’s body into Alison’s mouth.
Alison licked her pussy as she was groaning. Suddenly her body was convulsing, she bucked her hips as her orgasm was approaching. I watched as Maggie’s mouth clamped down on her clit. Maggie stared to flick and suck at it, she knew that she was about to make Alison cum and she was going for it.
Alison groaned loudly into Melissa’s pussy as she experienced a violent but wonderful orgasm. Maggie kept lapping at Alison’s pussy and it wasn’t long before her licking had started Alison off on her second.
After recovering, Alison resumed her oral ministrations and soon it was Melissa that was crying out on top of her. It wasn’t just the squirty cream this time, Melissa let out a gush of cum over Alison’s face that soaked the blindfold as she felt the force of her own orgasm.
Melissa looked at me and mouthed the words, “Fuck her” to me. She thrust her bum backwards and forwards to make the action and her clit swept across Alison’s face as she did so.
I started to undress, so did Steve and James. I moved down between Alison’s legs and my hand rested on Maggie’s head. She looked up at me. I motioned for her to get up and she did so.
Melissa pushed backwards on the table and climbed off Alison’s face. Instead of just fucking Alison where she lay I had a superlative idea.
I turned Alison slightly so that she was lying across the table. Her head was now half on, half off the table and her legs were dangling in mid-air with nothing to rest them on. I positioned myself between Alison’s legs and held them in my hands. My cock was fully erect and solid as a rock. I aimed it at her and pushed forward. My cock entered her very wet pussy without a hitch. I watched as Steve held Alison’s head in his hand. He grasped his cock with his free hand and swiped it across her lips. In his way he was telling her what she was going to get. I heard Alison moan, from the actions of my cock entering her and the knowledge of how she was going to be fucked.
Alison’s mouth opened and Steve’s cock entered it. He pushed it in as far as it would go and let her suck and roll her tongue around it. There wasn’t much Alison could do; she was being totally controlled by Steve’s actions.
We both fucked Alison slowly at first. Our cocks moved into her in unison; both going in and out together. I felt every inch of my cock being squeezed by her cunt. I started to push it upwards into her, searching for her g-spot; I had found it once before which made her scream and I wanted to find it again. With her mouth full it was hard for Alison to instruct me. In the end, I just started to fuck my cock into her.
Maggie had come up behind me and was fondling the cheeks of my arse as I fucked her friend.
Melissa was once more leaning over the table. She had spread her legs wide and started to lick once more on Alison’s breasts. She caught a nipple between her lips and sucked on it. I watched as James walked behind Melissa, his very large cock was standing proud of his body. He grasped it, levelled it at her cunt and thrust it in. There was no finesse.
James fucked his cock into Melissa in one go; grasping her hips with both hands, he started to pound into her. Melissa’s breasts were squashed onto the table; it was such a shame as I would have liked to have seen them swing freely. Melissa was taking a pounding while licking on Alison’s tits.
The silence, apart from the moaning and groaning and sounds of fucking was suddenly broken.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum!” exclaimed Melissa, her words were guttural and almost forced out of her; her mouth released Alison’s nipple as she cried out.
Maggie had run around the table and started to suck on Alison’s other nipple by this time. She looked up at Steve who was still plummeting his cock in and out of Alison’s mouth, obviously hoping for a few drops of special cream at some time during the procession.
Alison started to groan. With her mouth full of cock she just spluttered and moaned loudly. Her body was once more convulsing. I could feel her raise her arse off the table and fuck me back. The motion only made it worse as her mouth slid down Steve’s cock even further.
Finally Alison moved her arms, well one of them, as the other was trapped under Maggie’s body as she licked her breasts. Her hands went straight for Steve’s arse. Alison did the opposite of what I expected. She pulled Steve’s arse towards her. Before he realised it, his cock slipped forward and straight down her throat. Neither of us had known that Alison could do that before.
It wasn’t long before Steve was cumming. He was moaning as his cock slipped into her. I knew his intentions were to pull out and cover her face and tits with his cum; something that Maggie would have relished. It seemed that Maggie was going to be deprived of her cream after all. Instead, Alison deep throated Steve. As soon as his cock was swallowed he had no chance. Come to that, neither did I. As soon as I saw it disappear I fucked her harder. I grabbed her waist and started to fuck Alison with the sole intention of splattering my cum inside her. My cock was hardening even more as I watched her gargle with Steve’s cock down her throat.
Melissa cried out once more that she was having an orgasm, but I never stopped to watch the smile on her face. This time she was leaning over the edge of the table and James was fucking her while watching his wife being spit-roasted by the two of us. The sight on his face as he watched in awe of what she was taking was unbelievable.
I heard James declare that he too was cumming. My attention strayed as I watched him pull out of Melissa and spray his spunk all over her arse and up her back.
Next it was Steve’s turn. “I’m going to fucking cum,” he announced. His cock was fully down Alison’s throat, he held it there and just wiggled his bum a little as he held her chin in his hands. His head flopped backwards and I knew he was cumming down her throat. He moved to hold her head in his hands, allowing her to push him away if she needed to. Alison didn’t need to at all, she swallowed and accepted all the spunk he pushed into her.
I could see Maggie was visibly distraught at not having anything to lap up, so I decided to help her out. At the last moment I pulled my cock out of Alison’s cunt and let my spunk spurt onto her stomach. The first strand reached the lower half of her breasts and Maggie saw it land. She immediately stopped sucking on Alison’s nipple and moved to lick it up. She followed the trail down through Alison’s belly button and eventually onto her pussy. Not a drop was missed.
I pulled out of Alison as Melissa stood up from the table. James was still fondling her backside and massaging his spunk into her arse as he watched his wife.
After Maggie rescued the last drop of my spunk from Alison’s body she stood next to me. We kissed and I tasted my spunk on her lips and tongue.
Steve’s cock finally slipped from Alison’s throat. It wasn’t even leaking; she had licked him dry before letting it out.
Alison was the last to rise from the table. She reached for her mask and removed it. Until then, she had not known who had licked her or who had sat on her face. She wouldn’t have really known which one of us had fucked her or was swallowed by her, but our positions gave it away somewhat. I guess she already realised that it was not her husband, as his cock is measurably larger than Steve’s or my own.
“I’m starving, can I eat now,” she said.
Steve swung around and grabbed some Hors-d'oeuvre’s from the side tables. He handed them to Alison.
“Who the fuck used the squirty cream!” she exclaimed as she ate the food. James tilted his head to one side as if to confess.
“I need a fuck,” said Maggie. She was right.
“You’re the only one of us that hasn’t cum,” I replied.
Alison smiled. “Get on the table,” she said, as she slid off it towards me.
Maggie climbed on the table. “Now where’s that cream,” said Alison, looking around for a spare pot that had not been used.
“You fucking swallowed it all,” remarked Maggie.
Alison found a pot, it was obviously not large enough. She strutted to the fridge and removed an unopened plastic pot. She pulled the top off and told Maggie to lie down. Maggie did as she was told and then, well, then she got covered. Alison poured the pot all over her breasts, stomach and pussy.
“We had better lick it all off before it stains the table,” said Alison as she knelt in front of me; unfortunately she faced Maggie not me.
Maggie squealed and shivered as the coldness of the cream slithered over her body; making her nipples stiffen in response. We had a lot to clean up.
The rest of the evening was taken up with pleasuring Maggie. Believe me, she loved every minute of it.
Since that decision was made, we became friends; along with two other couples. We try and meet up as a group at least once a month; but with work and life getting in the way, it’s not always possible. Fortunately though, only one couple in our group have children to worry about.
They were the ones that couldn’t make it when Alison and James invited us over for a party one evening.
We arrived and were ushered into their home by James, he explained that Alison was preparing the Hors-d'oeuvre in the kitchen and that she would be out later. What a lie that turned out to be.
We sat and chatted for a short while and were offered some drinks. We both accepted gin and tonics when the doorbell rang. I answered the door, it was our other friends Melissa and Steve. Melissa looked as gorgeous as ever and dressed for the evening; she was wearing practically nothing and if I knew Melissa, she would not be wearing knickers either. Her skirt was black and very short, barely covering her pussy if I were to be honest. Her top failed dismally to contain her breasts. At least Maggie, my wife, got dressed to leave the house.
“I don’t know why you bothered with those clothes,” I told her as I let them in. Melissa just giggled at me, squeezing my crotch as she walked past.
We all congregated back in the lounge and I made Melissa and Steve some drinks. James once more explained that Alison was preparing the food.
“I’ll just give her a quick hand,” Maggie told James as she pulled herself up from the sofa using his arm as a lever. The rest of us just continued chatting.
After some time I started to become slightly uneasy. I started looking to the kitchen door to see whether someone would come in and invite us to have a few snacks. The more I watched the door, the more I became concerned. Had the kitchen swallowed up Alison? Had both the women been kidnapped? Or worse, abducted by aliens?
It was strange because I heard no one talking or clanking of pans or any noise associated with food preparation.
James was eagerly chatting to Melissa and Steve. As I looked towards them I could see James’ hand lightly touch Melissa’s breast. I made my way to the kitchen door.
My jaw dropped open at the sight in front of me.
Alison was lying horizontally on the table, laid out like lunch. She was dressed in stockings and suspenders and a mask that fully covered her eyes, but that was it. Her breasts fell to either side of her body. Her hands were down by her side. It was like she was dead; the rise and fall of her chest was the only give away sign that she wasn’t. Around her were snacks, Canapés of all sorts, I could identify salmon ones and cream cheese. There were strawberries and cream in small pots scattered around her. In between her legs were dishes of cut carrot and celery purposefully placed with the dips.
Maggie, by this time, had circled the body and had taken a Canapé from the table and was eating it. I watched her as she lifted the carrot from the dish. She hesitated. I could see the indecision on her face. Does she put into her pussy and then eat it or does she use the sour cream! Maggie dipped the carrot into the sour cream and bit off the end. She finished the carrot; crunching it and chewing it as she looked at Alison.
Alison seemed to be breathing heavily in anticipation. I could see she wanted to be touched. She knew someone was there. Alison gasped out loud. The reason was a fingernail; Maggie’s fingernail, that touched Alison’s finger and stroked along her arm.
Melissa appeared next to me, “Oh my god,” she said. I turned quickly to hush Melissa whose shocked words, although fairly quietly, was still audible. Alongside her was Steve and then James came into the room smiling like a Cheshire cat.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, dinner is served,” he announced.
Maggie’s finger was dragging its way up Alison’s arm. Her other hand plucked a salmon canapé from the table. Maggie was smiling all the time that she slowly walked around the table. Like me, she couldn’t believe the feast in front of her. She popped the food into her mouth as her fingertip rounded Alison’s nipple.
It wasn’t long before we were all spread around the table in different positions. The men just looked at Alison displayed as she was amongst the food. Then we all started eating. It was surreal in a way.
Melissa was the first to abuse Alison, in a nice way. She picked up a pot of cream and a strawberry. The latter she placed into her mouth in the most erotic way I have ever seen. The cream she poured onto Alison’s right nipple. As she poured, it started to run down the side of her breast and onto the table. Melissa watched it and then plunged her mouth over Alison’s nipple and sucked on it. Melissa followed the cream down her heaving breast and onto the table top. She licked it all up. Then she repeated it again, and again.
Alison was sighing and moaning at the attention she was being given; though she was keeping her body fairly straight and stiff in the process. Both Maggie and Melissa were now touching her. I watched as her head followed the touches on her skin; desperately trying to determine who was doing the touching. It was amazing that after that initial outburst by Melissa, no-one spoke at all.
I watched as Melissa took another carrot; celery was definitely not her favourite food at all. This time she did as I thought she would have done last time. She slipped the cold carrot stick into Alison’s pussy. Alison gasped. After pulling and pushing it in a few times, Maggie retrieved it, licked it and then ate it. Her nostrils flared at the naughtiness of the whole situation. I could see she was getting turned on.
Melissa picked up a few snacks and started to eat them, after she popped the final one in her mouth she grabbed her top and pulled it over her head. Her breasts swung free. She leant over the table and swung them over Alison’s breasts. They touched and their nipples rubbed past one another. Melissa then positioned her breast above Alison’s face, she poured some of the cream onto her own breast and watched as it dribbled around her breasts, onto her nipple and slowly dripped onto Alison’s mouth.
Alison was quick to open her mouth and suck the cream into it. She never knew what route it took to get there.
Maggie started to undress, her whole attire was discarded in under a minute, except for her hold up stockings and shoes which she left on; for some unknown reason. She started to clear the table of the dips, celery and carrot sticks that were lying between Alison’s legs. She placed them on the side tables next to her. She walked to the end of the table and grabbed Alison’s legs under her knees. Suddenly Alison was pulled towards the end of the table. Her bum lying close to the edge, her legs flailing in mid-air until her heels found the edge of the table.
Melissa’s breast was left hanging over the table, the cream dripping onto it.
I didn’t know which way to look. On the one side of the table, Maggie was starting to kneel down, and on the other, James was fondling Melissa’s bum and pussy from under the shortest of skirts as she leant over the table. His finger was pushing its way inside her as she dribbled cream over her tits.
Every man in the room had a hard on under their trousers.
The next I heard was Alison gasp out load. Maggie had abandoned the carrot sticks. It was tongue time now. She thrust her tongue into Alison’s pussy. I knew as I watched her that she was doing what she loved most. Ever since we had met these two lovely people, she loved Alison’s pussy and would quite happily spend the whole day between her thighs.
Maggie’s tongue extended all the way inside Alison’s pussy; much better than a carrot stick, I thought. I walked to the table and picked up a few crisps and started to crunch on them. I then picked up a pot of cream and dribbled it over Alison’s pussy and onto Maggie’s tongue. I used the whole pot. I wanted to drown that pink pussy and tongue and red lips in white cream.
My attention was grabbed by Melissa who had started to climb onto the table now that there was room at the top. She hiked her skirt up to her waist; not that it had that far to go, but it allowed her to move more freely. She then waddled towards Alison on her knees.
Suddenly I became enormously horny. I knew what Melissa was going to do and I loved to watch her do it. Steve was on the other side of the table to me, watching her. Melissa slowly lifted her bum over and onto Alison’s face. She gasped as she felt a tongue slip along her pussy. Her hands instantly came up to her breasts and she played with her nipples as she rested her pussy onto Alison’s tongue.
I started to caress Alison’s right breast, fondling it in my hands and tweaking the nipples occasionally. Steve joined me in doing the same from the other side of the table. It was absolutely wicked.
It was James that fetched the squirty cream from the fridge and proceeded to cover Melissa’s stomach and pussy in it. It was a wild sight to behold; at one point I thought Alison might drown under it all. The cream started to melt and slide off Melissa’s body into Alison’s mouth.
Alison licked her pussy as she was groaning. Suddenly her body was convulsing, she bucked her hips as her orgasm was approaching. I watched as Maggie’s mouth clamped down on her clit. Maggie stared to flick and suck at it, she knew that she was about to make Alison cum and she was going for it.
Alison groaned loudly into Melissa’s pussy as she experienced a violent but wonderful orgasm. Maggie kept lapping at Alison’s pussy and it wasn’t long before her licking had started Alison off on her second.
After recovering, Alison resumed her oral ministrations and soon it was Melissa that was crying out on top of her. It wasn’t just the squirty cream this time, Melissa let out a gush of cum over Alison’s face that soaked the blindfold as she felt the force of her own orgasm.
Melissa looked at me and mouthed the words, “Fuck her” to me. She thrust her bum backwards and forwards to make the action and her clit swept across Alison’s face as she did so.
I started to undress, so did Steve and James. I moved down between Alison’s legs and my hand rested on Maggie’s head. She looked up at me. I motioned for her to get up and she did so.
Melissa pushed backwards on the table and climbed off Alison’s face. Instead of just fucking Alison where she lay I had a superlative idea.
I turned Alison slightly so that she was lying across the table. Her head was now half on, half off the table and her legs were dangling in mid-air with nothing to rest them on. I positioned myself between Alison’s legs and held them in my hands. My cock was fully erect and solid as a rock. I aimed it at her and pushed forward. My cock entered her very wet pussy without a hitch. I watched as Steve held Alison’s head in his hand. He grasped his cock with his free hand and swiped it across her lips. In his way he was telling her what she was going to get. I heard Alison moan, from the actions of my cock entering her and the knowledge of how she was going to be fucked.
Alison’s mouth opened and Steve’s cock entered it. He pushed it in as far as it would go and let her suck and roll her tongue around it. There wasn’t much Alison could do; she was being totally controlled by Steve’s actions.
We both fucked Alison slowly at first. Our cocks moved into her in unison; both going in and out together. I felt every inch of my cock being squeezed by her cunt. I started to push it upwards into her, searching for her g-spot; I had found it once before which made her scream and I wanted to find it again. With her mouth full it was hard for Alison to instruct me. In the end, I just started to fuck my cock into her.
Maggie had come up behind me and was fondling the cheeks of my arse as I fucked her friend.
Melissa was once more leaning over the table. She had spread her legs wide and started to lick once more on Alison’s breasts. She caught a nipple between her lips and sucked on it. I watched as James walked behind Melissa, his very large cock was standing proud of his body. He grasped it, levelled it at her cunt and thrust it in. There was no finesse.
James fucked his cock into Melissa in one go; grasping her hips with both hands, he started to pound into her. Melissa’s breasts were squashed onto the table; it was such a shame as I would have liked to have seen them swing freely. Melissa was taking a pounding while licking on Alison’s tits.
The silence, apart from the moaning and groaning and sounds of fucking was suddenly broken.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum!” exclaimed Melissa, her words were guttural and almost forced out of her; her mouth released Alison’s nipple as she cried out.
Maggie had run around the table and started to suck on Alison’s other nipple by this time. She looked up at Steve who was still plummeting his cock in and out of Alison’s mouth, obviously hoping for a few drops of special cream at some time during the procession.
Alison started to groan. With her mouth full of cock she just spluttered and moaned loudly. Her body was once more convulsing. I could feel her raise her arse off the table and fuck me back. The motion only made it worse as her mouth slid down Steve’s cock even further.
Finally Alison moved her arms, well one of them, as the other was trapped under Maggie’s body as she licked her breasts. Her hands went straight for Steve’s arse. Alison did the opposite of what I expected. She pulled Steve’s arse towards her. Before he realised it, his cock slipped forward and straight down her throat. Neither of us had known that Alison could do that before.
It wasn’t long before Steve was cumming. He was moaning as his cock slipped into her. I knew his intentions were to pull out and cover her face and tits with his cum; something that Maggie would have relished. It seemed that Maggie was going to be deprived of her cream after all. Instead, Alison deep throated Steve. As soon as his cock was swallowed he had no chance. Come to that, neither did I. As soon as I saw it disappear I fucked her harder. I grabbed her waist and started to fuck Alison with the sole intention of splattering my cum inside her. My cock was hardening even more as I watched her gargle with Steve’s cock down her throat.
Melissa cried out once more that she was having an orgasm, but I never stopped to watch the smile on her face. This time she was leaning over the edge of the table and James was fucking her while watching his wife being spit-roasted by the two of us. The sight on his face as he watched in awe of what she was taking was unbelievable.
I heard James declare that he too was cumming. My attention strayed as I watched him pull out of Melissa and spray his spunk all over her arse and up her back.
Next it was Steve’s turn. “I’m going to fucking cum,” he announced. His cock was fully down Alison’s throat, he held it there and just wiggled his bum a little as he held her chin in his hands. His head flopped backwards and I knew he was cumming down her throat. He moved to hold her head in his hands, allowing her to push him away if she needed to. Alison didn’t need to at all, she swallowed and accepted all the spunk he pushed into her.
I could see Maggie was visibly distraught at not having anything to lap up, so I decided to help her out. At the last moment I pulled my cock out of Alison’s cunt and let my spunk spurt onto her stomach. The first strand reached the lower half of her breasts and Maggie saw it land. She immediately stopped sucking on Alison’s nipple and moved to lick it up. She followed the trail down through Alison’s belly button and eventually onto her pussy. Not a drop was missed.
I pulled out of Alison as Melissa stood up from the table. James was still fondling her backside and massaging his spunk into her arse as he watched his wife.
After Maggie rescued the last drop of my spunk from Alison’s body she stood next to me. We kissed and I tasted my spunk on her lips and tongue.
Steve’s cock finally slipped from Alison’s throat. It wasn’t even leaking; she had licked him dry before letting it out.
Alison was the last to rise from the table. She reached for her mask and removed it. Until then, she had not known who had licked her or who had sat on her face. She wouldn’t have really known which one of us had fucked her or was swallowed by her, but our positions gave it away somewhat. I guess she already realised that it was not her husband, as his cock is measurably larger than Steve’s or my own.
“I’m starving, can I eat now,” she said.
Steve swung around and grabbed some Hors-d'oeuvre’s from the side tables. He handed them to Alison.
“Who the fuck used the squirty cream!” she exclaimed as she ate the food. James tilted his head to one side as if to confess.
“I need a fuck,” said Maggie. She was right.
“You’re the only one of us that hasn’t cum,” I replied.
Alison smiled. “Get on the table,” she said, as she slid off it towards me.
Maggie climbed on the table. “Now where’s that cream,” said Alison, looking around for a spare pot that had not been used.
“You fucking swallowed it all,” remarked Maggie.
Alison found a pot, it was obviously not large enough. She strutted to the fridge and removed an unopened plastic pot. She pulled the top off and told Maggie to lie down. Maggie did as she was told and then, well, then she got covered. Alison poured the pot all over her breasts, stomach and pussy.
“We had better lick it all off before it stains the table,” said Alison as she knelt in front of me; unfortunately she faced Maggie not me.
Maggie squealed and shivered as the coldness of the cream slithered over her body; making her nipples stiffen in response. We had a lot to clean up.
The rest of the evening was taken up with pleasuring Maggie. Believe me, she loved every minute of it.
Miracle
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