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Sex Stories => Sex Stories by members => Topic started by: vinney on August 04, 2011, 02:08:22 AM
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Heth had been a close friend for a long time. It was sad when she split with her husband but I guess we were there for her when she needed friendship and understanding most.
She moved back with her parents somewhere out in the sticks about 12 miles (19km) away so it made sense whenever we asked her over that she stayed overnight and, sometimes, the weekend.
Used to enjoy a few drinks and sometimes we’d look and laugh at some soft porn magazines of the day – no full on stuff then! – or we’d watch the telly – there were no videos or DVDs in those days either. – I always managed to snuggle in between them and often I’d kiss Heth and my wife in turn.
The first time anything happened, Heth decided to plonk herself on my lap much to the amusement of Anna. She wriggled her bum into me and, of course, I got the hard on. Not an average stiffy but a full blown one. It must have been ramming up her bum. Heth slid her arm round my shoulder, brought her head round and, unlike our little kisses before, this was full on. Her mouth pressed hard against mine and her tongue dived into my mouth. Of course my arm slipped round to rest against her firm breast.
When she broke away for breath, my Anna says ‘My turn!’ and kisses me in the same way with Heth still sitting on my manhood. What I didn’t notice to begin with was Anna groping one of Heth’s tits. Next they were kissing each other, me still being the meat in the sandwich. God that made me even hornier and I wondered what would happen next.
Well, next we departed to the bedroom, still fully clothed, my cock prodding outwards against my jeans, struggling to get free. Anna took our Polaroid camera from the wardrobe, something we had used privately for ages. Heth said she wanted to take a picture of us in bed together but Anna, for a moment seemed rather coy. She slid under the bedclothes still dressed whilst I already had my shirt off.
‘Get in...’ Anna held the covers back and I slid in next to her. We snuggled up together and kissed whilst Heth took aim and photographed us. It was only a suggestive photo but in those days the pictures took a couple of minutes to develop. That’s when I unhooked Anna’s bra much to her disgust! Off it came, along with her blouse. Off came the covers from the bed and majestically she unzipped my jeans, freed up the belt and there was my cock pressing up against my pants.
By this time the Polaroid photograph had developed so Heth handed it to Anna then rested her hand on my aching penis. Then I was naked, Anna bare to the waist but Heth remained fully dressed –for a few minutes anyway.
Anna was hesitant about stripping completely in front of Heth, but helped me strip Heth off. She had a really nice body, firm in the right places and soft where it mattered. I think seeing her naked turned Anna on even more than me and soon she was naked too.
There was some frolicking with the girls kissing and fondling each other and taking in turns to French kiss me. Heth lay back on the bed and I kissed her nipples, sucked them gently and felt them hard between my teeth. Anna turned her attention to Heth’s cunt, her fingers slipping in and out very slowly, and tenderly.
Suddenly Anna took me in hand and began to wank me, slowly at first, quite sensitively, then Heth’s hand clasped me as well and they worked in unison, faster and harder, faster and harder. Oh man... it was so hot! I thought they must have planned it as they brought me to a shuddering climax, my cum spurting upwards, outwards everywhere. Anna went down on me and sucked me clean – she’d never done that before. What cum she gathered in her mouth she made a big point of swallowing. Then she kissed me on the lips and I tasted my own sperm for the first time ever. Heth kissed her, licking her mouth out.
That’s when they turned their attentions on each other, giving me a really horny old show. They fingered each other, fingers darting in and out, fingers and tongues playing with each others clits as my cock grew again.
Suddenly they were all over me. I lay back on the bed, cock fully erect. Then it happened, oh lordie, Heth climbed over me and guided me into her wet seeping cunt. Oh man, it was so different to Anna’s. Heth used her strong vaginal muscles on me, so with every stroke she was bringing me quickly to another climax. I think I screamed as I shot deep inside her, her muscles milking every drop from me. She kept me in her as Anna sat astride my face allowing me to tongue her out. They kept kissing each other then lay down and brought each other to a climax.
Fantastic!
I don’t know how long it was before I managed to fuck my wife Anna that night, but when I did, I shot my load in her as well.
I think I must have fallen asleep then but when I woke they were both wrapped in each other’s arms.
That was our first time as a threesome but it definitely was not the last time.
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Lucky lucky Heth, she sure got alot more than just friendship! Thanks for sharing vinney! I reckon you were really chuffed, yes? (yay, I remembered the word)
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Fun to read, Vinney. Thank you.
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Hey TD you did remember! Yep I was pretty chuffed! and there was more which I must reveal soon.
And Joan, glad you enjoyed the story - it feels like just a little 'thankyou' to you for all your tremendous posts
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Its loverly...mustn't think about it too much.... getting a stiffy here :emot_laughing:
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A couple of weeks after our first ever threesome, something happened that nearly changed everything. Anna was going to a hen party with the girls from work and somehow Heth knew that I would be on my own for the evening. She phoned me at work and suggested that we went for a drink together and I readily agreed. We were friends, weren’t we? Intimate friends at that?
I collected her from her parent’s house and as she climbed in so her summer dress rode up revealing her lovely firm thigh. She looked ravishing as she lent across and kissed me on the cheek.
She suggested a particular public house way out in the country and as we drove she took my hand and placed it on her knee. Then she began to guide it between her legs. I let my fingers do the walking. She wasn’t wearing any underwear and my fingers quickly found her slit. Although she had pubic hair it wasn’t bushy at all, just nice and wispy.
She opened her legs wider and helped me press my fingers inside her. All the time I was driving along narrow country lanes steering with one hand only. It was no good, some of the bends demanded both hands on the steering wheel, but I knew I was in for a good time. I was already stiff when she fumbled awkwardly with my jeans, eventually drawing the zip down and unclipping the top button. And doing what she does so well, gently clasping me through my pants then dragging them down so my cock shot upright and free.
Heth was a sex maniac...
We pulled off the road into the gateway of a cornfield as she rubbed me slowly. I thought of Anna and how we three had enjoyed so much sex together, but this seemed like going behind her back, cheating on her. Yet, how could it be after everything that had happened so recently.
Heth was naked under her dress and quickly pulled it off. God she had a hot body. She opened her legs wide. How could I turn down an offer like that?. We lowered the passenger seat until it was almost flat. I wriggled out of my clothes and enjoyed that first sensation of naked skin against naked skin. Loved her lips pressing hard against mine, her tongue moving in and out of mouth. Her hand between my legs. I wanted to fuck there and then.
Heth was like a tart on heat and just as I climbed on top of her it happened. I screamed in agony and tried to roll off her. Fuck me! My thigh had cramped up and I was in agony.
She laughed out loud at my predicament and watched my cock ebb away. I managed to get out of the car and put all my weight on my leg, the muscle feeling gnarled and twisted. Of course I was naked and you can guess, a car came speeding round the bend, the blonde driver obviously saw everything I’d got and ogled me. but she should have watched where she was going because she clipped the hedgerow, nearly spun the car round but straightened up and drove on as if nothing had happened.
It was hardly the best moment in anyone’s sex life but Heth, once she stopped laughing, was very sympathetic. Uncomfortable as it was we lay down on the ground on an old car rug I carried in the boot. Wasn’t ideal but it kept the corn spikes out of bums!
Heth took my growing cock in her mouth, lips tight round my stem just under its head and she sucked and licked and sucked and licked until I thought I was going to cum in her mouth.
At that point she released me and my cock stood hard and upright, pulsating and glowing with the moisture from her mouth. I slid my fingers gently into her moist love hole, kissed her clit as I gently finger fucked her. I recall her telling me to kiss her down there and felt her hands pushing my lips down to hers.
Her sweet aroma was arousing enough, but the taste of her body, of her inner self sent me into another world. I sucked her clit, gently drawing my teeth across it and making her gurgle with delight. I slipped the tip of my tongue into her, then drew it out, kissed and licked the length of her opening just as I felt her mouth taking me in again.
Naked under the still blue sky with a beautiful woman kissing and sucking my cock, kneading my balls while I enjoyed all the delights of her wonderful pussy. It couldn’t have been much better.
The time to fuck was upon us, this time it was missionary style. I thrust every inch into her, deep into her, then began to fuck. I felt her soft body beneath me, the hard ground under my knees and elbows, Heth groaning with every thrust, my weight pressing her body against the hard ground.
I came quickly, wanting to pull out of her but her legs wrapped round me and I shot my load of sperm deep, deep inside her. She was insatiable, wanted it again and soon I was hard again taking her from behind, doggy fashion. Her pussy was wet, already dripping with my cum as I slid inside again. I lasted longer that second time and with one hand playing with her clit and the other her tits she came, screaming ecstatically as her body jerked in spasms. Once again I shot into her then we lay back on that old rug and hugged and kissed for a while.
That’s when she asked what Anna would think! I hadn’t thought of Anna for some time. I suppose I felt guilty doing it behind her back but, after all, it was only a fuck between friends.
Heth never did get that drink in the pub!
We French kissed goodnight at her parent’s gate, whilst I made sure of a final fumble of her beautiful breasts.
Then it was home again. Soon after I showered Anna arrived home. I saw her through the window as she was dropped off by a guy in an open topped sports car. He had a grope of her breasts too, and a hand on her lovely arse as she turned and kissed him goodnight.
She walked up to the house, skirt twisted, stockings laddered, blouse tucked in one side and not on the other side. She flung her arms round me and kissed me rather more passionately than usual.
‘Have a good time?’ I asked. She gripped my cock and murmured,
‘I wanna fuck...‘
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Vinney, go go go... lovely stories, more please...
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Well aren't you the little studmeister? I love reading your adventures, they are both amusing and arousing...what more could a reader ask for. :emot_kiss:
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Joan I will I will I will ;D and Becca glad you like my offerings :emot_kiss: and Libertine keep up your adventurous fucking;D and me...? I'll just try to keep it up :roll:
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How very ironic that this scenario was read by me, tonight of all times...
Tonight was karaoke night. I called in sick to work and took my wife to our favorite bar and we danced and sang, kissed and fondled till about 1:30 in the morning. I even gave her a lap dance. When last call was announced,we hit the door running. We were so jacked up, that we started stripping as we left the parking lot. She leaned over and sucked my cock as it was already hard as a nail. We drove to a public access (boat launch area) It was dark and out of the way. We were listening to Adele on the CD player and we had it cranked. Great fucking music BTW. We stripped the rest of our clothes off and fucked our brains out. She came very hard twice and I had a toe curling climax. We were only at it for about 20 minutes but it was so much fun and oh so naughty. This will go dawn as one of our finest adventures as it was quite spontaneous. Ahhh good times... 8)
Just a bit overserved... will feel her Karaoke Night in the morning...
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ROFL....Joan you are such a nut, how you come up with vids that are so appropriate, so quickly, simply amazes me. :emot_kiss:
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‘I wanna fuck’ Anna demanded.
I already felt fucked from Heth’s demands but who was I to deny this woman of mine the pleasure she yearned.
‘Now!’ she insisted yanking my boxers down to the floor. I was limp, shagged out and wondering whether I could rise to the occasion.
Anna didn’t want to undress but hoisted her skirt up and dropped her rather stained white panties to the floor. They were sodden wet, by gosh they really were wet. Her juices were already running down the insides of her legs. It was obvious she’d had sex just a bit earlier, so guessed it was that perv in the sports car. Anna threw herself backwards onto the sofa, spreading her legs high and wide. Wow. She was wet alright, her enticing cunt leaking a mixture of her fluids and some other bastards cum juice.
Could I be angry after fucking Heth behind Anna’s back? Not on your life. This was a turn on, a new experience as my cock grew quickly to the demands of the woman before me, quickly the woman under me.
It felt, very different to our normal sex, her hole seemed a bit slack yet very moist as I plunged in. There were delightful squelching noises as I began to slide easily in and out. For a moment I couldn’t believe I was doing this, sharing, so it seemed, her cunt with some stranger who had already had his evil way with her.
Those negative thoughts dropped out of my mind as I rushed into an explosive climax, my seed adding to her collection of juices. My balls ached and I wanted to go to sleep, but first I had to go down on her and lick her out. It might have been tasty but I felt a bit off that I was licking some other prick’s mess out of her as well as my own. He should have done his own dirty work.
Anna wanted me back in her and I obliged as best I could. I couldn’t wait any longer, as I struggled to get yet another firm erection inside her, to find out what it was like for her with some other bloke.
That did it! She started thrusting her hips at me and fucking me like it was her first time. In between the gasping and panting she told me all about the hen night. There’d been eleven of them starting at a Chinese restaurant for a meal, then on to a typical town pub before bravado and a sense of outlandish fun took them into the only gay pub for miles. Eleven women in a sweaty all male environment was not healthy, but it was a laugh she told me as she continued trying to bring me off again.
They had another drink in a different pub before going to a midnight dance at a member’s only club. As they were all women the rules were waived and they were allowed in free of charge. A young fair-haired man, skinny and spotty tried it on with Anna, groping her tits, so Anna told me she grabbed his balls and twisted them hard – then said that was the only screw he’d get that night! Poor sod! Bet he ached nearly as much as my own balls did slapping against Anna’s body.
The guy who brought her home, Anna told me as I stiffened up fully, had her on a grass verge just inside the car park, then again just round the corner from home in the passenger seat.
I wanted to ask was he good? Was he bigger than me, my inferiority complex grew.
‘Fuck no,’ I remember her saying. He was only half my size but the dozy tosser had been so excited that he’d got his end away that he spurted into her almost immediately. Anna said she felt let down, so when he got a little rough in his car, he lasted a bit longer but was still not man enough to do the job properly... So that’s why Anna wanted to fuck!
Music to my ears, so with pride restored I upped our rhythm, until I climaxed inside her again. God she must be full. Rather selfishly I can’t remember if she climaxed or not, my eyes closed and stayed shut, my body totally drained and with no energy left. Not the best place to fall asleep, on top of her. She pushed me off and I fell onto the floor.
‘Jealous?’ She’d challenged, but when I shook my head, she laughed and asked me what I’d been up to with Heth.
I nearly choked as I spluttered out some indecipherable words. Anna just laughed. ‘I know you went out with her and I’ll bet you got your end away...’
How the hell could she know that? Except maybe Heth and Anna had planned it. So how could I object to Anna having a quick shag or two with little dicky....?
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Love your writing. Can wait for more!
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I sure am glad you joined KB vinney...oh, and pussy thanks you also! :emot_kiss:
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Again thanks for the comments and Becca, yep so glad I joined too. Give your pussy a nice little stroke or two from me ;D
hugs
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It didn’t take Anna and Heth long to meet up for coffee and exchange notes on their personal conquests, me being one of them!
When Anna came home afterwards she took one look at me and burst out laughing.
‘What?’ I asked.
‘You! Nearly causing a car crash!’
I remember frowning, unsure what she meant. My standard of driving was never the best but nearly causing an accident? Not me!
‘Explain.’ I asked.
‘I can just imagine you doing your Indian war dance naked in a field!’ Anna giggled. ‘Jumping up and down stamping your foot on the ground...’
‘But I had cramp!’ I was adamant... but that led me to wonder why I got cramp trying to have it away with Heth in our car whilst apparently the guy who screwed Anna in his sports job didn’t. I consoled myself thinking it must have had something to do with his lack of inches...
Anna and Heth decided we’d all drive over to the beach the next Saturday, which was fine except it was over sixty miles away. Would there be a consolation for an hour long drive I asked myself. My cock twitched a bit, more in hope than certainty.
It was a sun drenched day, with the girls just wearing bikini tops and, I suppose you’d call them beach skirts. Me, I wore a pair of jockeys and the un-sexiest pair of sandals you’d ever seen. Man it was hot at the beach. The heat shimmered off the gentle waves that lapped enticingly to the shore.
We found an idyllic spot between some sand dunes and not too far from the sea. The sand was hot enough to burn so we laid out a couple of car rugs, one of which I had to turn over to hide an unseemly stain. I didn’t want Anna to see the results of Heth’s labour of love in that field. We had a stretch of beach to ourselves and Heth brazenly removed her top. I watched her fulsome breasts flop to the side as she lay down and propped herself on one elbow.
Anna looked at me with her knowing eyes whilst I stared at Heth with yearning eyes. Heth laughed, stood up and suggested going for a swim which we were all about to do when she removed her skirt to reveal she wasn’t wearing any pants. Poor girl I smiled to myself, perhaps she couldn’t afford any! Skinny dipping, she suggested and Anna was up for it right away. Me? I was so hard at the thought I had a job dropping my jockeys to the sand.
It was really exhilarating swimming naked. Never done it before, but it was extra special being with my two girls. Anna, fortunately, was not a jealous type so laughed as Heth attacked me under water. She wanted to fuck me out there, but I wasn’t sure I could manage it. Not too keen doing it with Anna in the shower let alone out here.
Anna egged me on. So I tried slipping into her but despite the sea Heth wasn’t at all moist so I struggled getting in. Then...oh fucking hell! Cramp! Well they nearly pissed themselves laughing as I half swam, half hopped to the beach.
Of course I was pretty well flaccid by the time the cramp eased and they came out of the water to commiserate with my physical weakness. That did it when Heth made an aside that at least there weren’t any cars about...
Back in amongst the dunes things were different. Heth and Anna fondled and kissed each other and I became aroused again. They were in their own little world, slipping their fingers in and out of each other’s bodies, engaging in the infamous 69 position and me, well I felt like a voyeur. They were so lost in each other and performing a really erotic show for me that I couldn’t help myself. I began to stroke my own cock, something I hadn’t done for a long, long time.
It helps knowing your own body and I knew I could work myself to the point of climax but hold back except...
The burning sun, the salty air, the hot lesbian sex performed in front of me and my wanting to be inside each of them overtook my need to hold back. I had to finish what I had started and pulled my skin taught on the downward stroke and then ensured I found my most sensitive part of my glans on each upward stroke. My wrist moved faster and faster and my grip tightened, my body began to spasm and the sperm spurted skywards, some landing on Anna’s stomach.
She gurgled with delight seeing me in such a state. That’s when they set about me in a big way. They shared my cock willingly, sliding their hands up and down my moistened shaft. Taking my head into their mouths, sucking and drawing on it until it was rock hard again. Heth wanted it doggy style and so I knelt behind her the best I could and went into her hot wet pussy. As I pumped into her, so Anna was groping my balls tenderly and working Heth’s clit at the same time.
I began to reach a climax again but Heth drew away from me and Anna rolled onto her back and took me inside her. I pumped into her and realised just how different their cunts were. Heth was larger, slacker, juicier but I couldn’t tell Anna that. Her’s was tighter, always was, always will be I suppose, and never as moist. I came quite quickly into her just as Heth pressed her lips hard against my mouth and French kissed me as she loves to do.
As I rolled onto my back, penis at half mast, we all heard movement higher up the dunes and a little girl appeared. She stood looking – we were all mesmerised, caught in the act so to speak. Her mother caught her up, took one look at us, screamed abuse, grabbed her girls hand and disappeared over the top of the dunes.
We made a rapid decision to put our clothes on, get something to eat and drink and then return home.
Sadly this was our last threesome together as Heth met an eligible young man and they moved in together, married and had a kiddie. Whilst we were happy for her, Anna and I missed our sexual exploits and had to look elsewhere for our ‘extra’s
Out of the blue, over twenty years later, there was a knock at our front door. And who should be standing there, but a very mature Heth...
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Nearly twenty six years had passed since we last saw Heth and there she was, standing on our doorstep with a suitcase in hand. I was shocked to say the least. Here she was, the woman who had excited and fucked both Anna and me all those years earlier. She had taught me the heightened pleasures of sex and Anna the delights of another woman’s passion.
When she met her new husband, Eric, our threesomes had to cease. I disliked him intensely and was as jealous as sin. Heth had every right to stop our sexual adventures as she made a new life for herself. Anna and I were disappointed not to be invited to the wedding but I guess it was understandable. Later we heard she had a son and that her husband walked out on them a few years later.
Anna kept in touch exchanging letters then, with advancing technology, the internet played a big part in their friendship. Anna rarely mentioned their exchanges so I was completely unaware that the cheeky beggar had invited Heth over.
Heth was flying out to New Zealand to be with her son who had emigrated a couple of years earlier to start a new life. So this was it, after twenty six years a re-union and a farewell all tucked into one.
She looked terrific for a woman approaching fifty, looked fit but a little heavier than the last time I had seen her. I wondered if she was wearing any knickers this time? Both Anna and I were heavier after all those years, my hair had greyed with age. Oh to be young again!
Heth accepted Anna’s invitation to stay overnight before flying out the following evening. It gave us an evening of laughter, of memories and embarrassment as we reminded ourselves of the threesomes.
We talked late into the night before going up to bed. My cock stiffened as we all kissed each other goodnight but, like she always did, Heth’s tongue slipped into my mouth. ‘For old time’s sake,’ she said.
Funny that, for within minutes the three of us were starkus and caressing each other. Heth and Anna were soon showing their mutual desire for each other’s bodies. I could only sit back and watch in admiration as the fuller bodied women taunted and tempted each others fingers into the other’s openings. I watched as they manoeuvred into the soissant-neufe position, Anna sucking Heth’s clitoris as she slipped two fingers into her moistened love hole.
At the other end Heth was simply kissing and licking Anna. I wanted to be part of the action and gently fondled their breasts, kissing and kneading their excited nipples. They were too concerned with each other to worry about my gratification so there I was, horny as hell, watching them gyrate to their passions. I sat back, my cock aching for the need to be inside a vagina again, preferably Heth’s. Their lovemaking was slow, deliberate, passionate, tender. Their fluids flowed from their holes until, first Anna’s breathing quickened her body began to quiver, her stomach tightened and then relaxed, tightened then relaxed again. The gurgling in her throat and the final scream of delight as she came quite violently. Heth, in turn worked quickly on her own clitoris and within seconds joined Anna in a crescendo of satisfaction.
They lay holding each other tightly, kissing with passion, breathing heavily, sighing in unison. It was so lovely to see them fulfilled and that I was happy to lay back and think of England.
Lay back, did I say?
Heth whispered something in Anna’s ear and Anna nodded. Heth moved towards me as Anna went and sat in the wicker chair close to the window. ‘Come here, tiger!’ Heth said before clamping her lips on mine once more. I could taste their love potions in her mouth, enjoying the satisfaction of sharing their pleasure. Mine was yet to come.
Heth drew her wicked fingers down my chest, tracing lines round both my nipples, on their way to my throbbing, fully erect cock. I felt her hand close round it and immediately felt I had grown an extra inch in length. She slowly stroked me, remembering how I liked it all those years before. Traced her fingernails under my glans sending electric shock waves through my body. Oh fucking hell. It was a sensation only she had ever managed to give me.
Her head slipped down my body, tongue tracing a wet line down to the base of my stomach, finger still exciting my penis. Her tongue exploring its length before her lips captured its tip and her mouth drew my cock in. God she was expert at it all those years ago and now even better. My knob went deep into her throat. She worked me in and out before letting it slide out, free as a bird, hard as steel.
I remember the single word – ‘Now!’
I plunged into the depths of her hot and moist crevice and began to make love. Yes, this was love making. Not fucking. We were slow and gentle in our sexual union, her lips and mine, thrust together in a passionate embrace, Her arms round my shoulders, hands exploring the hair on my head, my back. Breathing hot, fast, then rapid. Heth’s legs wrapped round my body and I was as deep inside her as I had ever been. I could feel it coming as she gripped me deep inside with her powerful vaginal muscles. We both juddered at the same moment, bodies shocked with the power of an electrical storm coming in rapid waves, sperm squirting so deep into her, every drop drained from me, her own juices squelching out against my inner thighs. Then we lay together, for ages, happy in each others arms, my ebbing cock not wanting to slip from the warmth and comfort of her beautiful inner self. We kissed, hearts pounding, organs aching.
Then it was over. All over. I rolled onto my back, suddenly realising that Anna was there in the room, watching, and filming us. My most sensual intercourse ever with dear Heth, recorded for posterity.
When Heth waved from the window of the taxi, my heart sunk. I would never experience such love making again. Not even with Anna.
It really was over. Forever.
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Such a bittersweet ending.....will miss the three of you, seriously....thank you so very very much for sharing.
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My pleasure Becca...and I'm pleasured you enjoyed it. Maybe there will be more from me elsewhere pretty soon... ;D
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wow Vinneythat was great and you had two of the finest ladys on edge, hehe, Joan and Becca, aren't they the greatest? :emot_kiss:
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Thanks for your comments and Woo Chad, and yours too Elaine... you know this was an absolute delight to write, some of it based on fact but not enough to make it a really true sex story...
Unfortunately the story line has ended so now must move on to something else...
vinney ;D
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Back in touch
Several months after Heth had emigrated, Anna and I were burgled. The bastards made off with a load of IT equipment, cameras, tapes and discs. Among them the film of my encounter with Heth.
To say we were upset was an understatement but when a lengthy clip of my lengthy member was shown on You Tube entering Heth’s delightful body I was absolutely livid.
Mind you, Anna was a bit more responsive to the clip saying how it reminded her of all the fantastic times we three had had together. She also told me how my lovemaking had peaked after that last night with Heth and then seeing me stiff and active on You Tube acted as a bit of an aphrodisiac for her.
The retail battery market showed a marked improvement as Anna regularly used her vibrators when I was out. That in itself turned me on, after all what male can honestly say that having their own wife fucking themselves stupid with a marital aid wasn’t sexually arousing?
The downside, of course, was that Anna had to email Heth to let her know what had happened. Heth emailed right back to say not to worry. There was little that could identify us to the normal public, only very, very intimate friends might notice the odd birth mark or mole.
It was pretty pleasing she didn’t take it badly. Good though, that it put us into regular touch again. With instant messaging making conversation so much easier than continually throwing emails back and forth, Anna spent quite some time on line with her leaving me to usually get the back end of the news.
Anna was out early on the following Saturday morning with a group of her lady friends – off on a hen weekend at some exclusive hotel down by the sea. Having got up at 5am to drive her to the coach pick-up point I returned home. Cooked a breakfast and took a mug of tea up to the study.
Still before seven o’clock I thought I’d go online and have a look at a bit of porn on the old Kristen Archives website when hey presto... I got incoming from Heth. She thought I was Anna but when she realised it was me we began a long chat that lasted maybe two hours.
Heth started off by asking a simple question... ‘Hey, do you still get cramp?’
My reply began with a simple four letter word. ‘Fuck!’ Yes I recalled the two instances of cramp, having sex in the car that ended with me doing a war dance naked in the gateway of that damn field then the other, in the sea. A man could have drowned, you know!
Memories flooded back and we chatted endlessly about all the sex we had had, how our feelings were mutual and, at the end, how it felt like a love affair even with Anna present.
‘I miss having you inside me,’ Heth admitted. ‘You are the best lover I’ve ever had. If only...’ She paused, as I took her statement in. Woo. I must have performed a lot better than I thought I had.
‘Do something for me,’ she continued. Must confess I was almost fully hard on by then and dropped my zip to get to my quaking cock. ‘Get a webcam! Then we can at least enjoy each other’s bodies from a distance.’
Typing left handed never was a strong point as I began wanking myself off at the very thought of how we could benefit from the equipment. We ended our chat but I still had some business to complete.
Laying back on the bed, eyes closed, dreaming of Heth. My hand began doing what I hadn’t done for ages and very soon the precum seeped out before a full on explosion as cum ejaculated everywhere.
Thoughtless! I had to clean up my own mess but, looking on the bright side, by mid-afternoon I had been out, bought the equipment I needed and become an IT expert setting it all up.
Anna would be chuffed as well as Heth I thought. But not half as chuffed as me!
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There really does seem to be a bit of reality here Vinney.....
Janus
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Ah Janus... that's for me to know... and you to find out... (winks)
vinney
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*wink* Well done vinney, but that's why you're the vinney meister. Was a fun read, thank you.
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A pleasure Becca...
vinney
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Can you believe that I was online at six the next morning and struck lucky? Heth was already online. They are twelve hours ahead of us in NZ.
Guess I was still bleary eyed, my hair was not exactly groomed as I had jumped straight out of bed to try out our cam communication. Worked a treat. There she was, angelic face, smiling, then grinning as she saw the state I was in.
‘Just rolled out of bed,’ I said
‘I can see that!’ she responded. ‘Shame I wasn’t with you.’
I told her that Anna was away until later in the day and Heth grinned. ‘We can have some fun then!’
Always up for a bit of that was Heth.
‘Well my love, aren’t you going to show me?’
‘Show you what?’
Oh thick prat! She wanted me to show her my dear little plaything. Never actually done that before; flashing in front of a cam! ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.’ I added.
Heth laughed. ‘But I asked first!’
Being the gentleman I am, I simply pulled off my pyjama top much to the appreciation from way down in New Zealand.
‘Bare chests I can see everyday, come on, for old time’s sake... please!’
Momentarily I felt quite embarrassed despite having been such an intimate partner with her in the past. I looked into her pleading eyes, adjusted the view on the cam, stood up, dropped my pyjama bottoms and let it hang out.
‘Oooh.’ She laughed. ‘Not as big as I remember.’
‘Can’t be horny all the time.’ I replied. ‘Just watch it Heth.’ Without touching it, my cock began to twitch and grow, gradually standing up to become fully erect as images of our past times together flashed through my head.
‘That’s better. Now let me see you play with it.’
‘Maybe. You know what we agreed.’
Heth slowly unbuttoned the top she was wearing and let it slip from her shoulders. Her tantalising breasts were restrained in her purple coloured bra. Her hands cupped them, lifting them slightly to emphasize their fullness. I didn’t have to ask. She simply reached behind her back and unclipped the garment, then supporting her breasts still hidden in their cups.
Heth played me along for several minutes before she did what I desired the most. She pulled her bra away and released them. The way her tits bounced as they found their own gravity was a real turn-on.
Did I say before that I was fully erect? I lied!
Her tan lines showed the hit and miss of the Kiwi sunshine, her nipples standing out, erect and firm. Heth winked at me as she began tweaking her protrusions. I recall the many times I had held her tits, fondled them, sucked her nipples, kissed her neck, her earlobes. And kissed her passionately.
‘If only you were here.’ Heth whispered our mutual wish. But it was not to be.
She stood and pushed her skirt down, then her purple panties. Oh God! She brought back so many memories. Heth parted her legs and I saw her pussy, now partially hidden by pubic hair. How I wanted to be inside her.
‘Together.’ She said. ‘Let’s do it together.’
How could a man refuse? Short of being transported Startrek style there was only one thing for it. I started to wank myself as her fingers traced round her nipples, then down between her legs. She gently pulled her lips apart. I remembered her body perfume.
Heth began fingering herself, playing with her clitoris, slipping a finger inside herself, then two fingers and a third.
It should be my hand there. My fingers inside her cunt. As I wanked slowly, trying not to cum, I reached that point of no return. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t help myself. My sperm shot upwards out of my penis and sprayed all over the place.
Heth whooped with delight when she saw that happening.
‘Do it again.’ She said.
I knew that was very possible and though I initially lost my hardness it took just a few minutes before I was erect again. I had to keep wanking. Heth knew why. I came again and though I felt drained and near to exhaustion from the sexual activity, my cock felt a little sore after its first action for several days. I began to work myself up a third time, knowing I still had the ability to climax several times in a short space of time. Leastways I used to be able to!
I don’t know how long it went on for, but Heth played with her nipples, groaning quietly, and rubbed her clit vigorously with the fingers of her left hand as she continued plunging those on the other hand inside herself.
Soon Heth began to jerk, I could see her boobs wobbling, her body stiffen, her stomach drawn in and then released, her eyes shut tight, her face taut with tension until the miniscule moment in time when she released her inner self. She cried out in her own ecstatic orgasm as I shot my third and final load, this time more watery than before.
‘Oh lover boy.’ She seemed near to tears. Of joy, I hoped. ‘I hate it over here. I want to come home.’
That was a surprise as I thought she was so happy being down there with her son. Although folk were quite friendly, she said, Heth actually missed her family in England, and her friends, including Anna and me.
We chatted a while longer, both naked as nature intended, then agreed to be in touch after Anna got home.
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I knew something had happened the moment Anna stepped off the bus behind the younger thirty-something redhead. Terrific looking woman she was too. It was the glance over her left shoulder that was so sexually loaded and did it for me; for starters anyway.
She turned slowly to face Anna and they kissed goodbye, not a glancing, air kiss but a full blooded on the lips type. It looked hot. It really did. And it was for Anna.
Of course it instigated the discussion about the hen weekend, not that Anna was trying to conceal anything apart from a damp pussy no doubt. She had always been honest with me about her rare sexual encounters before we got together, and anyway we’d been pretty open about the time since we hooked up with Heth.
‘Let’s start from the beginning,’ Anna smiled sweetly.
Temptress!
Nothing really happened when they got down to their south coast hotel. Luxurious place so lord knows who financed the weekend. Not my problem though! Anyway it was a getting to know you afternoon buffet lunch before the big meal of the day, the dinner in the evening. That’s where Anna got to know Shirley, the redhead she’d just kissed.
Anna continued as we drove home. “The after dinner party was going along quite swingingly, plenty of music, dancing, drinking, and even a bit of cabaret. About half ten, well that’s when it began to kick off.’
‘Kick off?’ I envisaged masses of drunken women brawling and getting pulled by the cops.
‘Two firemen walked into the room. The music changed. The lights dimmed. Then they began to strip. Darling, they were huge. Absolutely huge.’
Ever had an inferiority complex? Mine was just about to begin.
‘It got disgusting. Really bad.’ I glanced away from the road for a moment and caught the faraway, dreamy look in her eyes. Her voice faltered as she spoke, the memories of the evening obviously having an affect on her.
‘When they had stripped and were naked up on the little stage, most of us were astonished at how big their...’ she hesitated, turned her head towards me then continued. ‘... their cocks were. Even limp they were longer than yo... than many men.’
‘Thankyou Anna!’
‘You’re welcome! Anyway, suddenly they dropped down from the stage and wandered amongst us all. Cool as you like! You should have seen the women. They went wild. And when they started dancing and shaking their wares in the girl’s faces... well. There are some fucking dirty sluts out there!’
Not Anna, I thought to myself. Or maybe Anna, and I stifled a little laugh.
‘Jodie grabbed hold of his tool and started rubbing him up and down, well, hardly rubbing, more like a gentle stroke. He loved it. His dick got stiff and she looked up at him as she continued stroking him, with both hands, mind. He leant forward and said something and the next thing she was blowing him. We yelled in astonishment. Jodie is happily married but she’s obviously a secret cock sucker.’
‘The stripper, I think his name was Mike, pulled his dick away and then danced along to another table where three more girls were sitting. Each one in turn, felt and tasted him. Oh it was disgusting!
‘So did you leave?’ I asked fully expecting her reply to be in the negative. And it was.
‘Leave? You kidding? Well the other guy came over to us, that’s Shirley and me. He called himself Bart. Hard on, in her face. And Shirley she’s one hot lady...’
I know that, I thought. Redheads always are! And I saw her when she got off the coach!
‘Anyway she was pumping him with her mouth when it popped out and sort of bounced towards me. Course I didn’t want to...’
‘Nooo... course not.’ My perverse little mind was on fast forward and my dick, overworked as it was, was already pressing hard against the inside of my pants.
‘Shirl, well, she pulled my head down onto it and it sort of plopped into my mouth. God it was huge. Shouldn’t think I got half his shaft in. His knob was pressing right down my throat. I choked a bit but Shirl came down and next thing we were alternately blowing him. That’s when we had something of a little kiss. Down there, with his shaft between us. I don’t have to tell you, that was absolutely fantastic. Love to do it again.’
I was already steering one handed, because I needed the other hand to keep myself in check.
‘Are you angry?’ Anna asked slipping her hand over mine and tightening its grip on my manhood.
Recalling what I’d seen on some of those horny videos on the Internet, I had to ask Anna what happened next. ‘Did he move on to someone else? Did he fuck anyone? Or did he empty his load in some woman’s face?’
‘He was very excited...’
‘And?’
‘Well he did grab hold of our tits.’ Anna kept her eyes on me, half expecting me to get annoyed, but how could I after investing my time with Heth on the cam?
‘And?’
‘He got his hands inside Shirl’s knickers and fingered fucked her.’
‘Just Shirl?’
‘Promise you won’t be angry.’ She pleaded and I promised.
I was already horny as I’ve said and wanted to fuck her there and then but we needed to get home to do just that.
Anna nodded. ‘Of course I let him finger me. He was quite heavy handed, you know, rough as he pressed them into me. He said he wanted to fuck both of us after the show but there’s a limit you know. I said ‘no’ but Shirl gave him her room number. That’s when he wanked himself off, shot pearls of cum over both of us. Messy bastard. The other guy, Mick, was actually fucking Kerri.’
Kerri was the bride to be and was obviously having a last fling. Trouble was there were so many cameras around that plenty of evidence of the goings on in that hotel would soon emerge. I was hoping I’d see some of Anna and the stripper guy.
By this time we were nearing home and I asked Anna if anything else happened.
‘Well, it’s strange you should ask that but....’
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Very, very hot!!! Keep going please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Ooooo vinney....is there going to be a reunion?
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Sorry sugar... even I'll have to wait and see...
;D
vinney
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Anna rubbed the inside of my thigh, ensuring her thumb brushed seductively against my throbbing penis, still restrained in my pants. Had it been dark, or we were driving out in the country, Anna would have hoofed down my zip and whipped me out just as she used to before we married.
‘Tell me, Anna, what else happened?’
‘You really want to know don’t you?’
Guess I expected her to say the stripper ended up fucking her as well as her friend Shirl.
‘Course I want to know. It’s frustrating sitting here driving, not knowing.’
‘Wait until we get home, I’ll reveal all then.’
I recalled all the times she had revealed herself to me over the years and still drooled over her alluring body. Trouble with being married though, you don’t always appreciate what you have got until someone else uses it.
Over the last half mile I told her about Heth and our new little baby, the camcorder. Didn’t have to say anything else, Anna simply guessed that Heth and me had experimented, shared our bodies and, shall we say, satisfied ourselves.
Anna laughed. She didn’t mind at all for we three were as solid a foundation as any intimate friendship could be. The downside was, of course, Heth living in New Zealand making the possibility of flying over nigh impossible. Cost wise and job wise too.
No sooner through the front door than Anna had my zip down, and dragged me straight to the bedroom. Horny I certainly was. Belt unbuckled and pants round my ankles she hastily demolished the rest of my clothing, before stripping off herself. Anna was so assertive as she pushed me onto the bed that I obediently lay flat out, cock sticking up like a flag pole.
Anna almost leapt on me, facing me, astride me, her already soaking cunt slipping easily over my cock. Thought to myself, fuck what she’s been up to, lets just fuck. Reality kicked in and Anna remained perfectly still, cock locked inside her.
‘Listen sugar,’ – she never called me that before! – ‘Just you lay still. Don’t even think about moving. I want to feel you inside me for as long as it takes.’
‘As it takes?’
‘Put it this way my love. You want to hear what else happened over the weekend, don’t you?’ My hands moved to her breasts but she slapped them away. ‘I said don’t move. Do that again and I’ll handcuff you to the bedposts.’
‘Promises, promises!’
‘Shall I begin?’
Nodding, I braced myself. Wanted to start sliding up and down, but her vaginal muscles seemed stronger and gripped me like a vice. She was so hot down there and me, pulsating with urgent desire.
‘Well... Shirl asked me to wait in her room with her, until the stripper arrived. Guess he was having a good night elsewhere because he didn’t come... well he did cum I expect but not with us in the bedroom. She was disappointed. Think she wanted her fill of cock. Thoroughly enjoyed our blowjob on him, yes, we both did. I said I ought to go to my own room and she stood up, between me and the door. To say goodnight.
‘I never reached the door. It must have been the drink we’d had or our inane sexual needs that stopped me. Shirl held her arms out and hugged me. Could feel her lovely breasts pressed against mine. Then she kissed me, her lips full on mine. Well I just had to respond. I felt hot and wet; the kiss seemed as natural as hell. Her tongue pressed between my lips, the sensation was tingling. Exciting. Course we did an exchange there and then as my tongue slipped into her mouth. It was amazing.’
And me, still embedded balls deep in her and unable to do anything about my growing urgency.
Anna continued, ‘I felt the zipper on my dress lower itself down my back... it was Shirl of course, then she just pushed it over my hips and it fell to the floor. I didn’t object. I wanted it. She reached round me again, this time unhooking my bra then gently allowing her thumbs to follow the straps to my shoulders and slip them off. Guess my bra hit the floor too.
‘Shirl slowly felt my breasts. Cupped them in her hands, lifted them to her lips. Took each nipple in turn into her mouth. By then my pussy must have been streaming. She was bra less under her pale pink blouse which she quickly removed and slipped out of her skirt. There we were; bare breasts on bare breasts. Think I said exciting before. This was really electric.’
I knew Anna could feel my cock throbbing and she was playing dirty. Trapping me like that. I wanna fuck you Anna!
‘We still had our panties on as we flung ourselves onto the bed. Shirl ripped mine off then played around awhile, you know, slipping a finger in, tweaking my clit, at the same time French kissing me. Oh she was so hot. Her lips worked on my nipples, her tongue traced their way down between my legs and...’
I couldn’t help it! I jerked myself under Anna and she slapped me on the thigh.
‘Lay still you infidel!’
‘And what happened?’
‘You know very well! She completely licked me out down there, tongue worked like a piston on my clit and I... Christ man! I came like I’d never done before!’
‘Did you...’
‘Did I do the same to Shirl? She was almost there without me touching her. Anyway I slipped my fingers under her panties and went straight to her hot little pussy. Three fingers in and she gushed... never seen anything like it before. She really gushed. Thought she was pissing herself to start with. Guess we eventually fell asleep and woke up in the morning cuddling each other. We nearly missed breakfast - like half the others did. It was a fantastic time.’
‘Glad of that.’ I said then felt her drawing on my penis, felt as if she was swallowing me up. I couldn’t help it. I had no more control. I grunted and tried pushing further in before trying to pull out. It didn’t work. My whole body quaked as my cum load ejected deep inside Anna. She masturbated furiously, with me still inside her, and came almost immediately, fell forwards onto me and lay there. In seconds she was asleep.
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A W E S O M E!!!!!!!!!!! Keep us cumming!
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Have to say it was a real catch-up again for Anna with Heth and me, of course, on the cam. No sex acts mores the pity; leastways we did a lot of reminiscing. Of course Anna had something else on her mind...
Its funny how some sexual encounters bring folk closer together, like Anna with her hots for Shirl, and with the wedding coming up at the weekend, the two of them spent a couple of long evenings together to ‘talk’ about personal preparations. Believe that and you’d believe anything!
Not that I minded! After their meetings, Anna would creep into the bedroom and wake me up with one of her delectable blow jobs or a hand job which was always followed by a good old fashioned fuck.
I’ve only ever enjoyed one wedding, mine and Anna’s, and if you caught her in the right mood she’d probably say it was all a big mistake – even after all these years! You certainly lose your freedom, but glad to say we found an indoor hobby to keep us occupied though the years.
With the big society wedding coming up, the last thing I wanted to do was attend but, being a good husband I did as I was told and accompanied Anna to the event of the year.
Well, I’d never met either the bride or groom but what struck me immediately was that it would never last! And they’d hardly even got to the altar.
Kerri looked lovely, but underlying her overdone make-up I had the feeling that she would be doing the rounds on a regular basis. How did I know? Sometimes you can read characters. Now her husband was one of the Hoorah Henry’s we love to avoid. Obviously his Daddy was a wealthy git and had splashed out more money on the wedding than I’d ever earn in a lifetime.
He’d hired a secluded country mansion for the whole event. Once there, it would be hard to escape, so I just gritted my teeth and got on with it. Never knew what the grooms name was until... well you can believe they had glossy printed wedding ceremony programmes. The poor git! No wonder he looked anxiously down the aisle to see if his bride would turn up. With a name like Peregrine, Percival, Unctuous de Pratt, it would be a sensible thing for a girl to turn and run. But she didn’t. Kerri arrived on the arm of her father and would very soon become Kerri de Pratt.
Talk about the them and us scenarios, the Hoorah Henry mob flooded most of the hall, whilst Kerri’s small family and friends were forced into a corner so to speak. Definite class issues.
Fuck ‘em, I thought. Anna went off to talk to Shirl and disappeared Lord knows where whilst I swallowed a drink or two, went out on the balcony then decided to go walk round the grounds of the mansion.
What an eye-opener that turned out to be! Our dear Kerri de Pratt could clearly be seen through one of the windows of the house, wedding dress round her neck and Peregrine’s best man going for her twat. I couldn’t believe it! Still in her wedding dress, her white frilly knickers dangling off one of her delicate ankles while storky best man used his ramming pole to start her married life off with what sounded like the fuck of the year. How her groans, gurgles and squeals were not heard I don’t know. Leastways it made good viewing!
By the time I turned to move away I realised that I was not the only one participating in voyeurism. The delectable little redhead had her hand under her skirt and in her knickers doubtless playing pussy galore. She was panting a bit so being a gentleman I asked if she wanted a hand.
The dirty little fucker grabbed me by the crotch, had my cock out and in her mouth before I could even ask her name. Out in the open, in full view of the downstairs windows of the mansion I was having the blowjob of all blowjobs by this nymphomaniac Ruby.
To say her mouth easily took my rigid cock was spot on, her expert tongue working miracles on my sensitised knob, her hand groping my loaded bollocks... I wanted to cum and she knew it. Took it straight down her throat with hardly a choke. Wondered if I’d lost my virility because when I shoot my lot down someone’s throat they usually gag like fuck.
Talking of that, this Ruby whispered ‘Let’s fuck.’
Before I could object, as if I would, she had my pants round my ankles and my flaccid cock in her hand. She worked wonders with it... got it rigid again, laid back on the grass, dress up to her waist, knickers flung on the ground and then I had to perform.
It felt as if the world was looking at us, but she wanted me missionary style which suited me though any perverts out there viewing the action would hardly have loved my naked butt bouncing up and down.
I slid so easily into her cunt, bollocks deep, yet hardly felt any friction. She was hot alright, wet, and had a hole big enough for three of me. Well worked she may have been but I hardly touched the sides. Mustn’t moan though. Gratuitous sex should never be turned down. Anyhow, I pumped and pumped and wondered if I’d ever hit the hotspot. My hand fumbled down below and found her clitoris. Christ alive! That was more like a door stop.
It was almost impossible doing that from missionary, shoes digging into the grass, knees slipping everywhere and all my weight on one elbow whilst I fiddled with her equipment.
‘Kiss me,’ she said gripping the back of my neck and pulling my head to hers, and with her tongue darting in and out my mouth I continued sliding in and out of her vagina. My body was being twisted out of shape. Maybe I should get a job as a contortionist; would be simpler than having it away with Ruby!
Never one to want to end any sexual encounter, this time I knew I was being used. It felt awkward so I considered trying to fake it in order to end the ordeal. I thought of all the sex I’d had with Anna and with Heth, all meaningful, loving and caring. This though was simply gratifying this Ruby.
‘Make me cum.’ She insisted.
‘Make me cum.’ I thought.
It was a trial, an effort, but at last I managed to spurt a few drams of spunk into her then, with more control positioning myself, I worked on her clit until she screamed blue murder. She quivered and shook, her complete body cramping up as she hit her own climax, or should that be crescendo?
When she had done, I rolled onto my back to pull up my pants and realised we had an audience.
Looking out of a window was the bride Kerri de Pratt. She had one hand over her breasts and her other one under her dress. Then she beckoned me over.
She slid the window open and much to Ruby’s utter disgust watched me climb in. Kerri slammed the window shut and then...
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Thanks for sharing this vinney...always nice to hear what Heth and Anna are up to. Was a fun read.
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Kerri de Pratt grimaced as I caught my foot on the window ledge and landed arse upwards on the floor.
‘Stay down there!’ she ordered and I wondered if I should be dropping my zip at the ready. Instead she added how lucky I was and I just knew that any sex had to be lucky.
That’s when I heard the gruff, booming voice from outside the window. Very angry it sounded too. From my vantage point on the floor I saw Kerri wave to the monster outside.
More shouting and a lot of condemnation towards, of all people, red haired Ruby. He’d all but caught her red handed giving a gratuitous fuck to some dickhead. And I considered myself fucking lucky to be lying on the bride’s floor.
‘Who the fuck is that?’ I asked.
‘That, my friend, is the Mauler.’ Kerri replied.
‘The who?’
‘Not ‘The Who’, man, the Mauler. You know, the professional wrestler, weightlifter and a strongman. Not one to annoy.’
‘Sounds like someone already has.’
‘You just have you idiot. Fancy screwing his missus out there in full view of the building. Only a moron would do that.’
‘Gee thanks missus, but it is your fault. If you hadn’t been fucking the best man in full view of the grounds then it would never have happened.’
‘You what?’ Kerri looked amazed. ‘You saw... you saw me being fucked.’
‘Sure did. Made me right horny too.’
‘You horny now?’
‘Not in front of the window I’m not.’
The Mauler and his Ruby were having a right old barney. Seems she had left her knickers on the grass as evidence. Bet a right mauling was to follow later!
Now the fact that I was still lying on my back seemed to play in my favour. Kerry stooped over me, her tits nearly flopping out her dress. Bloody hell, they looked beautiful, ripe, full and rounded. Just the thing to grip onto to.
Kerri rubbed her hand over my crotch and I knew my dear old Tonka toy could be getting yet more action. Suddenly she dropped onto me, legs astride, wedding dress nearly choking me. Expertly she unhooked my trousers and pushed them down to my knees. My poor little penis began to grow in her hand. She handled me delicately at first. Wanted me to kiss her boobs.
They popped out quite easily and dangled in front of my beady eyes. Beautiful hard little nipples, my lips encircled them; my tongue played with them, my teeth taunted them as I sucked. The more I did so, the more her hand worked me until I was rigid with anticipation once more.
It slipped easily into her extremely moist pussy. As we began pumping each other along came the sexually invigorating slurping sound of cock slipping in and out of her well lubricated cunt. Despite all the action she had with the best man, there was a tightness of grip on my organ, making me wonder exactly why that Ruby had been so slack in that department.
With tit in mouth, and hands fumbling over and under, inside and out of her wedding dress I took a long time working up to the point where I needed to cum. Kerri was experienced enough to know that’s what I was going to do and ensured she drew me deep inside her, controlling me, then drawing every single fucking seed of mine inside her. Beautiful, shuddering climax. Bollocks totally drained and aching. Christ I was out of practice! Two fucks in under half an hour with two different women. Just hope I hadn’t caught anything rash!
Kerri regained her own composure still looking stunning in her fabulous wedding gown that now housed her ample breasts once more. As she turned away from me so I noticed how creased it was at the rear, and, additionally there was a spreading damp patch after her action with the best man, and me. Made me wonder who the best man really was?
I’d hardly tucked myself in again when the inner door burst open. Shock of shocks! In walked Anna with her girlfriend Shirl.
‘I saw you with that redheaded slut,’ Anna scowled, ‘you dirty fucker.’
Guess I was just plain embarrassed and must have drained of colour when Kerri giggled.
Anna and me had always had something of an understanding in the sexual stakes but this time... perhaps I had really blown it. ‘But...’ I began only for Shirl to laugh ‘No butts here, mister!’
They say attack is the best form of defence so I blurted, ‘And what have you two been up to?’
Shirl turned to Anna and they both giggled. A sure sign they’d been up to something finger licking good.
Kerri intervened. ‘I don’t want to pooh pooh this gathering but I really should go and find dear Perriwinkles...See you later my dears.’ As she brushed past me I am certain her fingers drew seductively over my overworked penis.
Amazed, Anna said, ‘Did you see that?’
I knew, but wouldn’t let on.
‘She either sat on a damp patch,’ Shirl had an evil twinkle in her eye, ‘or she’s just been fucked.’
Their eyes turned to me. I turned crimson.
‘Not her as well...?’ Shocked, Anna’s eyes were wide open and accusing. ‘Tell me you didn’t...’
How could I lie to my darling Anna?
‘Of course not.’ I did! I lied!
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You're such a slut vinney. :emot_kiss:
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And I love you too Becca...
:emot_kiss:
vinney
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With the weirdest wedding reception of all time out of the way, Anna and I settled back into our normal pretty damn ordinary lives. Shirl disappeared off the scene as rapidly as she appeared leaving Anna less than upset. She still had her fingers to do the walking and if she decided she ever wanted a man to do the job then, hey presto! I was the man!
Our sex lives were never as steamy as the days when Heth was about, something the three of us talked about via the webcam. Heth remained just as good looking as when we first met. So long ago. I always regretted losing touch with her when she firstly married and then, after such a scorching hot and memorable farewell fuck she flew out to New Zealand.
On the particular day in question, Anna logged on and soon was chatting away merrily to Heth. I walked into the room and went and sat next to my wife. Heth looked at us through the camera. There was a twinkle in her eye and Anna and I had no inkling of what she was going to say. It came as a bit of a shock.
‘Guess what?’
Me guess anything right is a complete no-no so I just put on my dumbest face and tilted my head to the side.
Anna asked, ‘What’s that Heth?’
‘I’m going to fly home later this month...’
‘For a holiday?’ I asked, my perverted little brain in m head working overtime sending signals to my other brain that made it twitch into life. How could we arrange to have a get-together so Anna and I could have one of our fabulous threesomes again?
Course if I’d only listened I’d have heard what she said to Anna. Me and my dirty mind!
‘Wow!’ Anna exclaimed. ‘Fantastic news!’
I obviously thought Anna was on the same wavelength as me but, as usual, we were miles apart!
‘What do you think?’ Heth asked me.
Gormless as ever, I retorted ‘Great Heth, great news. But how long will you be here for?’
Well! You’d have thought I’d tried to ravish them there and then. The reaction was not good!
Anna thumped me on the chest. ‘You daft prick! Heth is coming home for...’
The suspenders were killing me...
‘For good.’
‘For good?’ I couldn’t believe it. ‘Really?’
‘Yes really.’ Heth beamed. ‘It will be lovely to...’
‘To...?’ my pecker was growing an inch a second.
‘To see you in the flesh again.’
Anna laughed as I pushed my hand between my legs and tried to control my base instinct to let Heth see some of my flesh right there and then. Anna was disgusted of course!
‘So where are you going to live?’ I asked
‘At present I don’t know. I’ll have to rent an apartment while I look for something more permanent.’
‘If its short term rental you are looking for, well why waste money?’
My Anna said that. About wasting money? She who could bankrupt the Bank of England on any one of her regular shopping trips?
She continued. ‘You could stay with us if you want. Until you find somewhere else.’
Fucking whoopee! My little old pecker was now pressing hard to escape my jeans and, pervert that I am, I dropped my zip.
‘Put it away!’ Anna hissed.
‘Aw, Anna! Let him. Let him show me what he’s made of...’
Rather reluctantly Anna shifted sideways and let me expose myself to Heth. That’s the great thing about webcams, you can get quite intimate really. I began to jerk myself off, my ears unaware of what they were saying then wham bam Anna’s hand grabbed me and wanked me so hard that I had friction burns for a whole week.
Don’t you squirt that thing over me, Anna hissed as I tensed and began to gurgle and quiver. Too late was the cry, she got a face full of cum. If looks could kill I’d have been dead meat. Instead she wiped it from her eyebrows and cheeks then slipped her finger between her lips.
‘You’ll have to do better than that when I get back,’ Heth laughed. ‘You used to be a bit of a stallion at one time... you’d better get some practise in!’
With that we said our farewells and Anna and me went off to bed. Course I was as randy as hell again and when I pressed my rigid penis against her stomach she told me to piss off! She was tired. So she mistakenly turned her back on me and I just couldn’t waste a splendid opportunity to slip between her buttocks...
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You're such a horndog....can't wait for Heth's arrival. Thanks vinney for keeping this threesome going, is always such an enjoyable read. :emot_kiss:
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Thanks Becca...Getting horny just thinking about her return... (hehe)...
vinney
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Time seemed to slip by so slowly until the day we went to meet Heth at the airport. Never did like Thiefrow but anyway after an initial flight delay we saw her appearing amongst a crowd of other travellers.
Heth looked tired, so after our initial hugs and kisses we gave her the option of having a meal somewhere or heading straight home. She chose the latter and I, lucky beggar, got lumbered with the frustrating driving task whilst Anna and Heth sat side by side in the back.
Drained of energy, Heth carried a nice golden suntan that made her look tremendous especially for her age, and, I must say, Anna really looked good too. Think I looked fantastic for an old git as Anna often called me, but more frequently a dirty old git. I smiled as I remembered that.
The two and a bit hour drive took almost four hours to complete. Bloody motorways and their accidents. I cursed under my breath but then, could do nothing better than get frustrated along with everyone else. It gave me a chance to keep adjusting my rear view mirror to admire Heth’s bust and her shapely legs. I got horny just thinking of slipping between them.
‘You alright in the front, driver?’ Heth laughed. ‘Haven’t got cramp yet have you?’
I shook my head. ‘Just memories, Heth, just memories!’ I’d never live that one down.
‘So what’s that bulge in your trousers?’
I looked down and thought there’s no way she could see that, then caught the glint in her eye through the mirror and we laughed loudly. Once we started moving again, I glanced in the mirror and noticed Heth’s head resting on Anna’s shoulder. My dear old cock stiffened and my lips curled upwards in a smile. All to no avail. Heth was so shattered after her long haul flight that she had fallen asleep, probably knackered by our wonderful motorway system. Eventually we arrived home and helped settle Heth into her bedroom.
‘The house is yours,’ Anna said. ‘Use it like your own.’ I wanted Anna to tell her to use me like her own as well but, well you know Anna, she just let Heth shower then turn in.
‘Shall I just pop in and say goodnight?’ I asked still nursing a bit of a stiffey.
‘No you bloody well don’t! She’s knackered. Let her sleep and we’ll do a proper catch up with her in the morning.’
‘Fuck! And I was feeling randy too.’
Anna glared at me. ‘Just because Heth is our guest for a time, doesn’t mean you can sexually harass her you bleeding pervert.’
‘Only want to be friendly again.’
‘Yeah, I know.’ Anna slid her hand between my legs, feeling my plaything. ‘You’ll just have to make do with me tonight.’
If I was horny then I just couldn’t understand how hot she was. Could hardly wait until we were in the bedroom before she’d stripped her top and bra off, her darling boobs bobbing away. She was naked in no time, and I wasn’t slow but lagged a bit behind her.
‘Come here, horny,’ she grinned laying on the bed, her legs spread wide and her vagina glistening somewhat.
Wow. Straight in, no messing. No foreplay. We didn’t need it on this occasion. Anna was not moist, she was dripping wet and I’d like to put it down to my dynamism except she began whispering how she was fancying Heth again.
So Heth was the catalyst for our sex. Anna pushed me onto my back, straddled me, allowing my cock to slip right into her, up to the hilt. It wasn’t so much lovemaking as being fucked by my own wife. The old bed springs were squeaking wildly as she rapidly worked me in and out of her wonderful orifice. She was gasping and I was groaning. Fucking hell. We hadn’t had anything like this for years. I knew the end was nigh. She jerked, her pace slackened, her stomach muscles clenched and her cunt gripped my prick like there was no tomorrow.
Her juices ran down onto my thighs, as I tried to keep working her. Another seven and a half strokes and I thrust myself up into her. Held myself and tried to control my ejaculation but couldn’t.
The ecstasy of the moment, the mingling of our juices, the heavy, heavy breathing as Anna lay across my chest. Our lips met and we kissed somewhat passionately for such a long married couple. And then I fell asleep, exhausted and sated.
As I slept I dreamt that Heth was standing naked beside me. I felt my penis hard as a rock, felt the hand working it slowly, from tip to bollocks. Felt the hand moving faster and faster and then... I felt the release, felt the cum squirting from me. I opened my eyes. It was pitch black. Switched on the bedside lamp. Anna was missing and I’d just had a wet dream. Cum covered the sheets, my stomach and my hand.
‘Aw shit!’ I groaned, grabbed some tissues and tried cleaning up the mess. Strange Anna wasn’t there. I crept out of the bedroom and along the landing to where Heth was sleeping. I peeked in and saw Heth and Anna asleep together, arms and legs wrapped around each other.
I decided it was best if I left them alone, went back and clambered into Anna’s side of the bed. The sheets would have dried by the morning...
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Just a few hours later I was awake again, the sun streaking in through the gap between the curtains. Anna always left them parted just to get some light into the room, to watch the moon and stars or for purely exhibitionist purposes.
Being piss proud and needing the bathroom rather urgently, I slipped across the landing and breathed a huge sigh of relief as I peed into the toilet. I always laughed at what my father used to tell me, ‘always knock the drops off’. He used to do that on the side of the urinal, explaining that it made you look hard. Fuck that for a germ gathering experience. Anyway I ensured all my drips were dispensed and flushed down the toilet.
Purely by chance I thought I would peek into Heth’s room before I went for a shower. Cor bless my cotton socks! What a sight. They were kissing quite passionately and fondling each other’s breasts.
How I wish I was there with them caressing their bodies, their boobs. Heth’s tongue circled Anna’s nipple, teasing it, making it stand out firm, her lips encircling it, drawing it out, making it harder, more sensitive to her touch.
Heth’s hand slid smoothly down Anna’s body, over her slightly rounded stomach then buried itself between her legs, her fingers so obviously finding and teasing Anna’s sensitive clitoris. Anna moaned softly, then reached down to Heth’s pussy, such a delectable and delightfully fleshy place to be. And I remembered being there so often. But now, mine was a pure act of selfish voyeurism. Beautiful. I was rock hard by now and gripping my stem, my thumb tweaking its glans.
I’m sure they weren’t aware I was there but equally sure they wouldn’t have cared at all. They were too engrossed in each other’s bodies and their carnal gratification to worry about me.
Heth lowered her head down Anna’s body, her tongue drawing a damp line all the way, from her breasts, round her belly button, over her stomach then down to that smooth triangular mound that pointed to her beautiful pussy. Her tongue teased her clit, gently circling it, like the temptress she was becoming. She licked Anna’s outer lips, tenderly prising open her oozing entrance with her tongue. Expertly Heth was licking and sucking and fucking Anna with her tongue. In turn Anna was moaning, writhing beneath her, feeling the wetness, the probing of the tongue. Feeling the fingers working her clit, then her lips took over, sucking it, the tip of her tongue taunting it.
Suddenly Anna’s time had come. Deep heavy breathing, became more rapid, the tension in her body built, the quivering, the shaking, the trembling, and the muffled scream of submission. Her body shook until she lay back, exhausted. Done. Finished. But only momentarily.
I gulped, never having seen such a violent climax before. Wondering why I had never managed to raise her to the heavens in such a way. Knowing my cock was so hard and throbbing I wanted it to be in her, to share the magic of her moment but knowing full well that I was on my own. I stroked it slowly, gently, avoiding its super sensitive head then averted my eyes back to them.
Heth begged Anna to finger fuck her, they clasped her lips together, tongues circling sending tingling sensations through their bodies. I watched Anna slip her hand down as Heth spread he legs wide, a sight that left me on the verge of cumming there and then. Anna taunted her swollen clit with her fingers, encircling it, gently drawing her finger nails across it before rubbing it gently between her fingers. Then she slid first one, then two fingers into Heth, into her hot pulsating pussy. Anna slid her fingers in and out, her thumb rotating on her clitoris. Heth gyrated on Anna’s digits, demanding harder and faster movement. Anna thrust three fingers into her, deep, deep into her cunt which quickly began to spasm.
Like Anna before Heth was trembling and shaking, stomach muscles clenching and releasing as her orgasm approached. Anna sucked her nipples, drove her fingers harder and faster into her before Heth screamed as she reached her zenith of pleasure.
Momentarily they lay side by side, gasping for breath, savouring every moment then slowly began stroking each others cunts, pleasuring each other even more. Anna could contain herself no longer, her head slid between Heth’s raised knees and parted legs.
From where I stood her cunt looked wonderful, juicy, glistening, wide and open. Ready for me! But no! Anna licked and sucked as Heth held her head in her hands, sliding herself up and down Anna’s face, Anna’s tongue probing the entrance, dipping into it, then upwards, lips around her clit, sucking like a blowjob, fingers thrusting, tongue penetrating her inner sanctum. Suddenly Heth gripped Anna’s hair and thrust her pussy forwards. Her time was approaching. Anna was eating, drinking, breathing, living the mystique of Heth’s pussy.
Heth came, her body bucking violently, her legs trapping Anna’s head. She screamed out again and then groaned. There were tears in her eyes, their sweet juices flowed, and they again savoured their moment of total ecstasy.
I was gasping, thrusting my weapon between my fingers until I reached an intense and gratifying climax, groaning and spurting my seed upwards onto my stomach and chest, into my hand and, probably onto the carpet too.
Suddenly aware of my presence they both looked at me and Anna grinned. ‘You dirty fucking pervert!’
I ask you...!
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Oh what a night Anna and Heth had, sure do hope they make it up to you seeing as how you were left out. Great read as always! :emot_kiss:
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Some of us have to work for a living and I am one of them. After the Heth and Anna show I felt more like hopping into bed with them than going to my job. Anyway, the day was long and tedious; my cock was long and in a semi hard state of animation throughout my shift. One thing I knew was that Heth and Anna would be home waiting for me later.
And later?
I got home to be confronted by Anna. Finger to her pursed lips. ‘Ssssh. Heth is asleep.’
Couldn’t help it and asked if she had fucked the life out of her.
‘Daft sod.’ Anna retorted. ‘Ever heard of jet lag?’
Jet lag, cock sag. It seemed to me Heth was only interested in Anna and my masculine presence was not wanted.
Had hardly had time to pour a drink when the phone went. Anna answered. It was her brother-in-law Randy saying that Roberta had been rushed into hospital. Rightly concerned Anna asked what had happened; it seemed as if Ro had had severe chest pains. Randy suggested picking Anna up and taking her up the hospital. I said that would be fine and Anna hastily readied herself.
Heth was still asleep when Randy pulled into the drive. A tall Caribbean, he gave Anna a hug and an air kiss to the left cheek. ‘Good luck,’ I said. ‘Give Ro my love.’
With that they were off. I closed the door and went into the kitchen. A slice of pizza and a cool lager before slumping into an armchair in the lounge. It was good to relax. Couldn’t help thinking about Heth in bed upstairs, probably as naked as she was born. With a stiffening member I thought I should creep up and peek into her bedroom, just to make sure she was alright of course but this inner voice told me to behave myself.
Soon I heard the toilet flush and the shower running, so Heth was awake, at last! Being a gentleman, I crept upstairs a few minutes later and asked if she was alright or if she needed anything, fingers crossed behind my back.
She opened the bedroom door and stood there, starkus and smiling. Heth thrust her open arms invitingly and I fell into the longest and most sensual hug of my life. She smelt so fresh, still damp from the shower, her beautiful boobs pressed into my chest and, reciprocating, my prick pushed into her belly.
‘Waited a long time for this moment,’ I said.
‘Sssshhh.’ Heth whispered then allowed our lips to meet, tongues to dart into each others mouths. The freshness of her breath, the tingling sensation as tongue met tongue, breathing so heavily. So sensual. So wanting. So needing. My roving hands followed the contours of her back, the firmness of her wonderful buttocks, a finger slipping in between them.
Heth moved backwards into the bedroom, gently pulling me with her. Our mouths still locked in the hot, tender embrace. I was so hard I thought it would burst out of my pants, but Heth knew that anyway.
‘Christ I’ve been waiting for this moment,’ she said – not half as much as me I thought! ‘Wish I had never gone to New Zealand. The memory of our last time together kept me going. Wanted you inside again. Wanted you to fuck me like you did that time.’ Heth pulled my tee shirt over my head, unbuckled my belt, unhooked my trousers and dropped the zip and pushed them down to the floor, followed by my boxers.
There I was, my rigid rod waiting for her, expecting her to be receptive to its needs.
Heth pushed me onto the bed, knelt in between my spread-eagled legs and drew her mouth tantalisingly along the shaft, cupping my balls with one hand and holding my cock in the other.
‘What will Anna say if we...’ she began
‘Fuck!’ I interrupted.
‘Exactly!’ she grinned. She pushed me backwards but I wanted to hold her, caress her, continue kissing her, feel her breasts in my hand, trace the outline of her vagina with fingers and tongue, slip my fingers into her, pull her gently open before plunging my cock into her juicy moist cunt.
‘No!’ she pressed her hand on my chest. ‘Just lay back and enjoy what I have for you.’
‘I really couldn’t contain myself and Heth warned me to behave or she would be forced to tie me up.
‘Sounds fun.’ I slipped my hand between her legs but she playfully recoiled. Went to the wardrobe and found two scarves.
‘You asked for it!’ Heth laughed and somehow managed to securely tie both my hands to the head of the bed.
‘Woo hoo!’ I joked.
With absolute domination over me, she kissed my lips, gently ran her hands over my chest, her fingers and thumbs trapping my nipples and gently tweaking them. Made me shudder with pleasure. If it did that to me, then what do women experience?
Her hands caressed my body, everywhere except where I wanted. Such a temptress and tease. Her tongue traced damp rivulets down my body, round every conceivable erotic point and all I could do was lay bound to the headboard. My cock erect like the Eiffel Tower... well perhaps that’s an exaggeration. All the time, Heth moved within centimetres of it but never touched it.
God it was so stimulating. So fucking frustrating too. If she wouldn’t blow me at least I could have wanked myself crazy if my hands were free. I jerked and turned my body, but Heth was adept at avoiding me. I think she wanted me to call her a fucking bitch or a whore, but how could I? I loved Heth. Just like I loved Anna.
Relenting, her hand brushed against my stem, her fingers rested on my scrotum. With one hand she lifted my loaded balls and smiled. I felt her hot breath on my cock. Felt a finger trace up my shaft, just stopping short of my knob. Her fingers traced round it, her fingernails catching my glans and sending me into spasms of ecstasy.
Heth wrapped her hand round me, slowly, deliberately moving up and down, on the downward stroke she would pull my skin taught. Then, repeating this numerous times, she allowed her lips to brush against my tip, her tongue to draw down my shaft and take my scrotum into her mouth. That was enough for my pre cum juices to seep out.
Heth took stock, smiled at me, her eyes glinting wickedly as her lips pursed and blew a kiss towards me. She mouthed four short words at me, I’m certain they were, ‘I fucking love you...’
Before I could respond my cock was in her mouth and she was blowing me crazy. Up and down, taking me deep into her, my knob hitting the back of her throat. Her lips tightened round my shaft as she pulled her head back, her teeth gently grazing my glans. The she just sucked and sucked my knob. Nothing else. Just powerfully sucked.
That was it! I could contain myself no longer. Gushes of cum filled her mouth, seeped out and ran down her chin. I jerked and squirmed as I ejaculated more and more until I was absolutely drained. Heth closed her lips tight. Obvious she had a mouthful of my magic potion there. She came to me, placed her lips over mine then shared my cum. I guess we both swallowed.
In the following minutes we just kissed.
‘Did you enjoy that?’ Heth asked, once again holding my cock.
‘Truthfully I wanted to fuck you crazy, it’s been so long. But hell, you’re such a tease!’
‘Tease? I thought I was playing with you, helping you experience so many bodily sensations that normal sex avoids...’
‘It worked Heth you darling woman.’
‘I meant what I said...’
‘And I love you too.’
A car pulled into the driveway and Heth hurriedly freed my hands. We peered out of the window. Anna was back. She sat with Randy in his car then I watched as they kissed. Anna’s hand slipped under Randy’s joggers and pulled his massive black cock out...
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Couldn’t believe what I was seeing, my Anna wrapping her hand round Randy’s cock. In his car. In our driveway. Right under our bedroom window.
In a sheer moment of jealousy I wanted to go down and tell her what I thought. Heth grabbed my hand, slipped her arm round my naked body and whispered in my ear.
What she whispered made sense, though it still left me feeling jealous. ‘How do you think Anna feels when she sees you inside me? Don’t you think she might feel a little left out? Jealous? Or does she just enjoy voyeurism?’
‘But that’s different,’ I countered. ‘She’s always loved you and accepted what a fucker I am...’
‘Don’t you think she should have some of her own fun sometimes?’
‘Well yes... but I’d rather it not be with her brother-in-law!’
‘Look at her,’ Heth said. ‘She’s just giving him a little hand job.’
Little hand job with a cock that size? It just wasn’t right. How could this Caribbean lecher have a ten inch cock so thick that I doubted if Anna could wrap her hand fully round it?
But Anna did just that. Wrapped her delicate white hands around the coal black cock and slowly began to jerk him off. Her method was exactly the same as the times she wanked me, slow methodical strokes up and down the stem, wandering off to his ball bag and feeling his nuts... if they matched his cock then they’d be the size of friggin’ coconuts.
Anna looked as if she was enjoying every stroke. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I reckon he was probably grabbing her tits.
Heth grinned. ‘Reckon she’ll fuck him? Or he’ll fuck her?’
My cock was beginning to stiffen up as I watched Anna. Her fingers tracing round his knob head then both hands closed round his stem and there was still room for more. Lucky bastard.
She doubled hand wanked him and I mouthed she should bring him off. Anna was never that quick. Never that deliberate. Suddenly she leaned forwards and her mouth began tracing lines up and down him. Obvious her tongue was doing a lot of work until, finally she plunged her mouth over his knob.
Guess it was a struggle getting that into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down and I wondered how much of him she could take. She was blowing him, wanking him with both hands whilst her jumper was up round her neck. His jet black fingers pronounced against her lily white tits.
Heth meantime was being very good. Hand on my cock, drooling at Randy’s monumental weapon. ‘Fancy him?’ I asked, eyes still leering at Anna.
‘Not likely. I don’t want to be sliced apart by that thing. You’re all I need.’ With that we kissed, our naked bodies pressing against each other. ‘Look...’ Heth pointed towards the car.
Anna was winding up the speed of her friction, still with his knob end in her mouth. She looked frantic as she pumped away; her head jerked back and slipped off his cock. Hands pumping harder and faster, Anna really was doing him.
Suddenly the whole car began to rock as Randy’s body shook. We watched his cum spurt upwards, some splattering onto the windscreen, the rest going hell knows where.
‘There,’ Heth smiled at me. ‘That wasn’t so bad was it?’
I guess I agreed. Still watching as Anna wiped her hands on a cloth in the car. She leant across and kissed him then slipped out of the vehicle and Randy reversed out of the drive.
Heth and me slipped into dressing gowns and went down to greet the smiling Anna as she came through the door.
‘Suppose you’ve been misbehaving,’ she said to me but smiling at Heth. ‘Bet you got your end away.’
‘I did not have sex with that woman!’
‘That’s right, he didn’t,’ Heth agreed. ‘I tied him to the bedpost and had my evil way with him.’
Anna laughed out loud. I asked her what she had to say for herself.
‘Just had a handful of fun...’
And I was still a wee bit envious of the attention she had paid to Randy’s weaponry...
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Anna is her own woman.....I enjoy that fact immensely. Thanks for continuing this threesome, they are just so human, is always a pleasure to see what they have been up to. As you would say....keep them cummin'. :emot_kiss: