two is better than one…
meeting mary…
We are sitting in the corner of the atrium at the museum. The sun is kinda gorgeous shining down on the waves and curls of her thick, thick hair. Her hazel eyes have tiny flecks of green in them but that’s only when she looks towards the light. She is the quintessential girl-next-door. She seems slightly confused, maybe a bit nervous and her fingers fiddle with her cup handle and the napkin. Her hands are soft and fair. Small.
She’s wearing a knee-length skirt and tall black boots but we both complain about how hot our legs are in this surprising warmth. A loose scarf frames the deliciously smooth edges of her momentous cleavage, and I am amazed she manages to go anywhere without having her clothes ripped off – she really does have a little ‘body that doesn’t stop.’
We make a bit of small talk; we talk about our mutual work and all the traveling I do. We elaborate on what we like about the city. We find ourselves enjoying one another’s company in spite of the circumstances. She doesn’t have much time though; she’s on a proofing deadline for an article and a thesis submission. At least that’s what I think she said.
I’m not fully listening because I too am nervous and I’m surprised how shy I suddenly feel. I reassure her that I’ve never done anything like this before and I don’t want to offend her or creep her out. It’s just that you are special and I would like very much to give you something no one has before.
She says, “Wow. I’m not sure… I don’t think this has happened to me… well, not quite like this, anyway.” We laugh a little louder than normal, nerves getting the best of us. She is curious to know who you are and I tell her that all I can say is that you are smart, funny, kind, and striking; I tell her you are wholly charming in unexpected ways.
But since you and she are well-acquainted, I’m reluctant to blurt your name out – if she declines then no one needs to feel awkward or mortified. She nods; I’m trying to protect you and I think she understands this. Still, she isn’t sure what to think; she gazes at me very intently for a short time until her head tilts slightly and the questions begin.
She wants to know how we met, and how long we’ve been together. She wants to know how deeply we care for one another, if we love, if we are exclusive. I answer honestly but without elaboration, with a kind of discretion I’m sure you would appreciate.
She wants to know health facts. She wants to know how I know about her, if this is something you’ve asked for – if you’ve asked me to come here to meet her. I tell her I’m here of my own volition; you have no idea but that I’m meeting you after work. I also admit that in our fantasy talk, her name has come up but up to this point, it’s only been that – talk. And I confess that my own curiosity has been piqued…
She cuts me off and says, “Tell me about … about you and him, I mean. Tell me your… favourite things. Be as honest as you want.” And by “honest” I can tell she means, “dirty.” We each take a sip of our drinks and look around. I take a breath and…
I tell her about the way I feel when you smile at me. I describe your hands, your smell, my smell on you and the way your jaw clenches when you thrust and feel yourself deep inside.
I describe your body and tell her how you don’t think you’re sexy which is part of what endears you to me. I describe the way your cock jumps to attention and we laugh a bit… not at you, but at how both our cheeks burn red when I say it. I describe the look you give me:
when you can’t stop yourself from wanting me
when you can’t wait to touch me
when you watch me fuck myself
when you’re dying to fuck me
I tell her about the perfection of your beautiful shaft and how irresistibly smooth the curves of your head feel when wrapped snugly inside my tongue; I describe the slurp my tongue makes when it’s chocking your meaty cock, and when I make room for you deep in my mouth, and my warm, wet throat. I tell her how I writhe and moan when I feel any of your clever fingers in my cock-crazed cunt.
She swallows and says, “You’re trying to seduce me, aren’t you?” And I laugh again. I can feel my cheeks burning as I ask if she wants me to stop. She shakes her head, her voice catching as she says, “No. Please, I want to hear more.”
I describe your mouth on me, how you love to go down, how you don’t have many preferences but you do have a slight weakness for pussy, smooth skin, and watching. I tell her how it feels when your strong hands grip my inner thighs and spread me wide. How she would be amazed at how glorious you’d make her feel. She puts her hand out, almost touching mine and asks if I’ve ever been with a woman. I shake my head and she smiles out of the side of her mouth.
She wonders what I’m most curious about and I admit it’s her breasts, and I wonder what her mouth would feel like on me. I confess a part of me wants to watch… no, to see you enjoy her. She says, “You’d do this for him? “ I nod and she asks, “You don’t mind sharing him?” and I confess my uncertainty. She nods again and says, “I don’t know if I could share someone if I cared that much about him, either… especially with someone I don’t know and well… you travel so much.” And my breath catches slightly at hearing her say this.
Our time is nearly up and we both know it. Cheeks burning, eyes feverish from the surprising heat of our daytime encounter, we look at one another for what feels like forever. Her lips purse just a bit before her head tilts a little and she smiles, like she’s just remembered a secret.
She writes an address on a napkin and says, “Can you meet me here later – before you have to meet him? I think it’d be fine… I’d like it if you could come over. Privacy, it’s more private. And maybe we can get to know one another before either of us decides anything.” I nod and she smiles broadly, “When you buzz, ask for Mary Molly and I’ll know it’s you.”
maria&mary…
do not disturb, part 2…
“I can’t believe anyone would say no to you,” she says sitting on you, rubbing and teasing her gorgeous orbs.
She shifts her weight then and feeds her man-starved pussy with you – yours being one of the most gorgeous, greedy cocks she’s ever seen. She can’t ride you hard or fast enough. She thrashes your dick without mercy. You are grabbing, twisting and bucking up into her when suddenly, you flip her over.
You split her legs and plow into her, putting one leg over your shoulder so she can rock with your rhythm. She wants you to possess her.
Deeper.
Harder.
What a glorious fuck.
Soon she is screaming and moaning with every thrust, with every delicious slap your bodies make. You are riding her now, this long-legged beauty, with your balls slapping the slick walls of her cunt inside and out.
More. Oh fuck, give her more.
Her pussy buzzes with furious passion; you pound her so fucking hard it feels like your popping out of her throat. You are still pumping frantically when another set of hands appear out of nowhere and squeeze her fuck-whipped nipples.
But then, your shaft pulsates a truckload of cum and her pussy squeezes you for the first time of many that night.
You fall apart, shiny and wet… her legs hang over the edge of the bed but before she catches her breath, a head of dark curls appear between her strong thighs and starts to lap her up.
With a weak moan she pushes her mound into this new face. He slurps and taunts her clit until her body is shaking anew. She begs for air and when he finally lifts his head, he smiles with her juices fresh on his lips and chin.
“The door was open and I had to try you on – you made my cock dance from all the way down the hall.” He nods appreciatively at you, “I figured one more wouldn’t hurt when she obviously needs it so bad.”
He is tall and lean and as he stands, she slides onto her knees, taking his long wand in her mouth, whole. His head falls back with an incredible groan.
She is one meat-lovin’ girl. Fucking fantastic is what she is.
From behind, your attentive, skilled fingers spread her sweet lips. Her clit jumps and gushes more hot juice. Your tongue slides in and out of her dripping pussy. She moans and guides your head to her ass and all that juice sliding down her thighs. Your gifted tongue slurps and teases all the way up and down and around the ring of her perky, smooth ass.
She scoops a handful of her horny juice and works it into the ass of your mystery guest, sliding her hand up and down between his round cheeks. She burrows her face even deeper into this unexpected, indulgent lover. She dips a finger slow and sure into his chocolate bowl and at the same time, you split her from behind with your tongue. She feels his cock flex in her mouth as her fingers ease deeper into his asshole.
He is panting like a dog. And fuck, they are hot, taking what they want, giving what they need.
More. Oh fuck, give her more.
. . .
do not disturb, part 3…
A Traveling Tale Concludes…
She is incredible heat, inside and out. Your panting groans shoot electrical pulses through her thick, swollen box as your fingers pound her. His hands disappear into her hair as he thrusts and this cock-starved treat takes him, deep throat all the way.
Her eyes are watering inside this body completely possessed by cock and passion. Your cock throttles her ripe fuck-box while your thumb pounds and stretches her puckered hole. Her cries are muffled. She’s overcome; she’s not sure if she wants to scream or beg but it’s wanton pleasure driving her… you…. him.
You all pick up the tempo. She can feel her juices mixing with your sweat and it’s so fucking hot how dirty you all are together.
As her generous mouth receives the thrashing of its life, she tilts her ass up even more and you whip her into a frenzy. Your hands on her thick hips, you ram your inspired cock so deep into her, she almost passes out from deep delight.
Oh, fuck me.
She is as hot as a firecracker and her ass is singing – stretched wider than a choir boy.
None of you care if the entire hotel is listening or watching, for that matter. She just wants more and more. She wants sex like she’s never had it before, like you never knew anyone could want it. All you can think about is giving it to her.
Your lust-rods punish her as she writhes and begs for more.
She scratches and bites and it feels so bloody good…
(What I would give to be with you, hearing her moan like this; watching her beg for this furious offering of strangers’ cocks.)
She is going to cum all over you. You both groan over her wild cries and moans. You feel her walls grab tight from inside. Her tits and hips convulse. Her ravenous cunt milks every last bit of your hot jizz before she collapses into the smell of your sex.
The feeling of your dirt is so intense; you’re all trembling.
You shower together. As she is cleaned in every nook and cranny, she smiles, sandwiched between these tall, strong, man-hard bodies.
You hear the door click again and you realize this is just the beginning of a very delicious evening.
With renewed lust in her eyes, your insatiable and leggy lover brushes her lips against your ear,
“Forget about her – I won’t ever say no to you,” she whispers. “I want you all to myself. What can I do to make you mine?”
But you tell her that you are already claimed; that you are only mine. You tell her that every time your cock throbs, every time it jerks and pounds, and every time you cum, you cum for me.
“Well, she’s one lucky fool.”
You don’t correct her.
– by Lola Moi –
visa versa…
“Tell him I was too fucking busy– or vice versa.”
– Dorothy Parker –
anything, anything…
Anything, anything, they both said to the other’s requests,
their mirrored desires bubbling from the most unlikely places.
– Denise Duhamel, “Kinky” –
1 + 1 = 3…
I get wet just thinking about it. My pussy drips with dewy heat, picturing your face as she walks in:
Bounding tits and round ass. Huge, innocent blue eyes and a mouth that’s as fuckable as the rest of her – red, moist and deliciously wide. Shiny, honey-coloured hair
Magnificent tits.
Then your mouth is on her. Her small pink nipples stiffen into little beads as I blow where your tongue has traced her, making her slick… making her huge, jiggling melons shine.
Your strong hands trace and pinch these longed-for jugs, her supple skin oozing between your fingers as you squeeze. My mouth now between her legs… she moans and tilts her head to the ceiling, back arching, making her stomach taut. My tongue is making magic. Making her feel like you feel when I’m down on you, only better. Because this is how she’s always wanted to feel, like only a woman knows how to make her feel. And she’s so hungry for me. She twists and squeezes my small, perky tits, pushes against me, her pussy mewing and grinding into my sweet face. Oh lover, she’s gorgeous and she wants us so bad.
She knows you’re mine and she’ll do anything I say… anything you want.
You haven’t allowed yourself to want this. It was too much to give in to the temptation… to believe you could have us both, to believe you are as desirable as I know you are. And she has wanted you for so long; for years, passing one another at functions and parties, she has looked you in the eye and silently begged you to notice her. Behind every innocent smile has been her question, “Will you let me grant your every wish?” All she has wanted is for you to fill her, she’s dreamt of gratifying your every whim. And now, when she looks you in the eye, you see her for the first time. I see how hot she makes you. She sees how hungry you are for what she’s about to give you. And we all moan.
She mounts you, teasing with her trimmed muff, just barely letting the head of your throbbing cock slip inside her hot box.
I sit on the love seat across from you, in your line of vision and I spread my legs, watching. My breath gets faster. I am so hot for you. I’ve wanted to give this to you almost as much as you’ve wanted her. My cheeks flush and my breath quickens as I finger my secret place, round and round just the way you like. Dipping into my pussy, we all hear my slick juice which makes your cock pulse and throb with even more life. The smell of my wet makes you grab her hips and plunge yourself into her, making us all gasp as she moans with exquisite pleasure.
“That’s it,” I whisper under her moans. “That’s it,” you say as she takes all of your thick man-meat in her warm, tight cunt. “That’s it,” she gasps as she rides you, her pussy walls trying to suck the cum right out of you.
You pump her a little harder, watching her huge tits bounce wild like wind-blown beach balls. She answers your sex-growls by grinding her pelvis into you. (We all moan so loud that your neighbours must turn and stare out their windows.) But you don’t care anymore, do you? Because finally, we’re all here.
Oh, my sweet, you are even more stunning when you get what you want.
I see your face; that horn-dog face that’s directly wired to my pussy. That expression makes my clit throb, it drives me insane with desire and soaks me through… while I sit in traffic, sit at dinner parties and endure long meetings. Your face is what I picture when I moan your name – whatever the distance between us. That look makes me want to feed your throbbing cock into my hungry pussy all day and night. How I dream of being thrashed by your gorgeous shaft.
Your sweet face has made this good-girl go so fucking bad. And when I see ‘the look’, I smile my secret smile, knowing you want to see how much I-she-we can fuck you. I can’t wait for you to find out how desperate she is to be fed hard cock in every hole – I’m so excited to watch your massively hard cock fill her, eventually stuffing us both hard.
Now, your hands are on her hips, rubbing up and down, dipping into her tiny waist. Her juices flow down your burning rod with every thrust. You’re watching me, pleased by my own private show. I walk over and dip my ready tits into your mouth. In an instant, your whole hand slides effortlessly into home base, jamming me right to my insatiable end, spreading me so wide I can’t breathe and I cum right there; my squirt drips hot down your fingers.
As I catch my breath, my perky tits jiggle along with her robust ones – with every pounding she gives you. I slide my hand down the smooth cleft between her smooth thighs. “Yes,” she whimpers as I rub her cum-button. Her pussy grabs greedily at your pounding cock.
I swing my legs around to face her, straddling you so that you can fuck me with that skillful tongue. You suck my clit from behind, my sweet brown ass all in your face. You make my legs shake and I moan and moan. Your shaft is buried deep in her folds, her juiced up, hot, pink cunt drips, coating my fingers as I jam her clit.
Your mouth on me is amazing, your hands separating my cheeks as you slide from clit to ass and back again make my head buzz; I want more, I want you deeper.
But it’s not time. We still have things to do… cunts to tame, a cock to worship and at least two willing fuckslots to drill.
. . . to be continued
1 + 1 = 3…
Part 2: Perfect Fit
I slip off your chest and come around behind her. My lithe body slips between your legs, which you bend so I can tuck my face in deep. I can smell her juice, I can taste her drippings all over your balls as I flick and dip them in and out of my mouth. She spreads her ass cheeks as she pumps you, her hips drilling in sharp, and I slide up from your full balls along her ravine until my tongue is right over her puckered, pink hole. I spin my tongue – warming her up, letting her feel how good wet can be. And she groans, oh, how she moans from the intensity of our shared frenzy.
We’ve got her exactly where you’ve always wanted her.
You pull her off before she can come and flip her over, her swollen lips drop square on your face and you eat like a man starved. I’ve slipped my legs over your hips in the meantime, bending my knees so that when she lies on your tummy, my cunt and your cock can be bedmates in her mouth. My hips tilt up to assist as she takes us both in; I can feel the heat of your balls, your cock steaming with lust so close to my throbbing, aching cunt. Back and forth she goes, using her hands and her mouth to pleasure us.
It’s so intense to feel your body under and beside me while her mouth is on me, her fingers in me… all at the same time. You hold my feet, tracing my calves, my ankles, the squeezing arch of my feet as you finish her off; she pushes down on you, your nose gets lost in her crack as she cums hard; fuck, she comes so hard in your mouth and you cry out together.
Panting, she rolls off to the side, onto the floor, we leave her to watch and learn. I want to crawl up along your body and lay on your heaving chest. I want to kiss you sweet and deep. I marvel at your slicked up, colossal hard on. My pussy squirts just looking at your thick, long, strong body. You reach for me. But I want you to want me more than this. I want you to need my passion, Baby. You moan and reach for me again. Then you smile. And that smile, your face… oh, your flushed face is such a beautiful face and… I’m putty. I just can’t resist you.
I give you exactly what you ask for; I suck you off so hard that your back arches as you pull up. You want to pull out, it’s so intense but you are so needing my mouth on you like this, so, you swivel your hips instead. You tell me you’ve always needed me like this. And I believe you.
We’re a perfect fit. She sees this and her fingers pick up speed as she swirls around her clit. She wants what we have but tonight is all she’ll get. She knows this, and she rolls her hips with longing and anticipation.
Now your cock is lodged deep in my throat, then pushing against my cheek as you grab my hair and we pick up speed. My hand jerks your thick, gorgeous shaft, while my tongue constantly laps you from balls to tip over and over. You see her climb behind me and when her head disappears, all you can see is her back arching up with her ass in the air – mine mirroring hers as she dips in and sucks hot on my ass, right on my sweet bow.
I moan suddenly, a low, hungry, animal moan that vibrates along your shaft right to your core. We moan together again and our breath is panting, you are breathless from this pleasure, and this unbelievable view. As I suck both balls into my mouth, I savour them with my strong, pink tongue.
I look up into your eyes and I recognize that look before you blow – remembering all the times before when my big brown eyes looked into your shining ones… remembering how your jaw drops, your eyes sharpen their focus, your hips buck and your breath catches as you shoot a hot load of cum into both our mouths. She kisses me then, lapping up your cum as it spills over my swollen, rosy lips… I kiss your salty spray out from the corner of her mouth.
Between kisses, as you catch your breath, I smile at her because we know this isn’t over. “More,” she says in a lusty whisper. “Yes?” I ask you and you reply with a caress on my arms, my thigh, “Please, oh fuck, please, yes. Yes, please give me more.”
. . . to be continued