One Is Good, Two Are Better Ch. 05

“Prove it, show me how wet you can make me!” she dared me softly as soon as we had broken our next prolonged kiss. I began the journey to that already juicy valley by kissing the soft flesh of her neck, working my way down to her breasts, slowing only to express my admiration of her body with tender kisses that seemed to excite her as much as my fondling had in the club. Her nipples became even tighter and longer as I kissed and sucked them gently, increasing the pressure only when I felt her hand pressing me tighter to first one, then the other. I could feel them lengthening as my tongue swirled around them and I gently scraped them with my teeth. She was breathing harder, almost panting with pleasure before she began pressing me lower on her body.

I reamed out her belly button, causing her to giggle and push my head further down until I felt the tight ringlets of her pubic hair at my lips. I passed my tongue over her clit, causing her body to jerk and her hands to tighten in my hair, as I worked my way further south. My nose was still pressing against the hood of that tender morsel when I reached my goal and began kissing the swollen lips of her pussy. She sighed and took both my ears in her hands as I let my tongue trail along that sweet, sparsely covered juncture that began to open wider as I continued. Her legs spread wider and I felt them parting as I got my first faint taste of her juices. She put her legs over my shoulders and crossed her ankles behind my back, inviting me to satisfy my desires. Delving deeper, I found the source of the sweetness and probed with the tip of my tongue, driving it between those lips until I was at the entrance to her vagina. I could feel the muscles guarding that channel of delight open slightly before I reached the full extension of my lingual digit. Like every woman who knows the pleasure of oral sex, she tasted as good as she looked and felt. My hands rested on her breasts, gently squeezing them into even more delightful mounds of pleasure.

“Oh, yes,” she sighed. “Mac told me that you loved to eat pussy. That’s when I knew I had to have you.”

That was exactly what I wanted to hear. My fondness for eating a beautiful woman’s pussy is only exceeded by enjoying that delectable dish immediately after it has been thoroughly fucked and left with the warm combination of her juices and those of her lover. I never realized that fetish of mine until the first time I enjoyed Rose after a particularly arousing discussion of how I wanted to see other men fuck her. It converted Rose too when she realized the effect it had on me and felt my tongue enter her drooling pussy, swollen with the load of cum and her own secretions.

That must have been what turned Pat on too. There was only a faint taste of her juices, so I realized she hadn’t been fucked for a while, and I wanted to cure that almost as much as I wanted to eat her to her first orgasm.

It took a delightfully long period of time before my tongue managed to stir her passions to the point she reached release. My lips were curled around her clit, gently suctioning the little man in and out, caressing it with my tongue, as my fingers substituted for my cock in her pussy, stroking her ‘g’ spot, when she finally gasped and began trembling beneath me. I saw the orgasmic flush begin to creep up from her belly toward her chest and increased my attentions to her, gently milking her breasts as my tongue stroked her clit until I felt that tell-tale seep of her juices around my deeply imbedded fingers. I let her come down slowly, with a gentle continuation of my own activities until I heard her softly gasp “enough,” and felt her hand pushing my head away from my favorite location.

She was still panting as I pulled myself up next to her and kissed the side of her own lips. She turned on her side to face me and told me she had never had anyone make love to her like that before. I had to doubt that, because I knew Mac was at least almost equal to my own talents in eating pussy, or so Rose said, but it was still an appreciated comment.

“I hope you’ll give me that pleasure again soon,” I told her, thinking about the fucking I was going to give her and how delicious she would be after a thorough fucking.

“Anytime I’m in the neighborhood,” she said with a breathy chuckle. “But for right now, I’ve got a favor to ask of you.”

At a nod of my head, she continued.

“I want you to fuck me,” she murmured, “but I want Mac to see you do it. He told me that it really turns him on to think of other men fucking me and I have to see if it’s true. Do you think it would bother Rose if we went into the other bedroom and did our fucking there?”

I laughed. Obviously Mac hadn’t told her all about us. Had he done so, she would have known that the only thing both Rose and I enjoyed as much as fucking each other after we had been with another couple, was watching our partners doing their best to impress us with their skills. I already knew, of course, that Mac loved to fuck Rose. I also knew Rose would reach orgasm even quicker when I watched him screw her. And there definitely wasn’t anything any greater than joining in when he began to slow down.

“Not a bit,” I assured her, reaching down to pet that sweet pussy that was still warm from my oral technique, “and then I’m going to eat this sweet thing like you’ve never been eaten before.”

“Then let’s go,’ she said, literally jumping off the bed. “I want lots more of that.”

Only the distance between the guest and master bedrooms had prevented both Pat and I from hearing the obviously enjoyable sounds of Mac and Rose’ mating. We never closed the doors to the rooms we were in, if separated, unless one of our guests insisted on privacy. Now, as I led her closer to the master bedroom, we could both hear the sound of the headboard protesting as Mac drove his cock deeply into my wife’s welcoming pussy and the almost purring sounds of Rose responding to him. Pat was right on my heels when I got to the door. I pulled her inside to stand beside me as we watched two obviously well matched and happy lovers enjoying themselves

Neither even looked up as we stood there, my arm around Pat and one hand curled around her breast. I felt her nipple stiffen as she watched her fiance grinding his dick into Rose, who lay with her legs spread wide, pulling him tighter into her with ankles crossed behind his thighs.

It was almost as if they expected us when we joined them on the bed (which probably was true, since we often did once our partners became used to the idea that we considered this form of sharing the best of all). Rose broke her lip lock with Mac long enough to smile at Pat. Mac never missed a stroke probably because, judging from the foamy ring around the juncture of his cock with my wife’s pussy, he had already shot one load of hot jism into her equally hot cunt.

“You’re going to love this one,” he said softly, still driving into Rose. I didn’t doubt it. I reached low on Pat’s body to center my cock at the entrance to her still wet opening, just as Rose went into spasms of delight as Mac filled her already soaked pussy with another load. I had barely parted Pat’s slick lips with the swollen head of my cock before she drove her pelvis upward, taking half the length of my shaft inside her with one smooth motion.

It felt wonderful! Pat was accustomed to Mac’s own cock and since we were fairly close to the same size, she took it easily. That didn’t make the feeling of her slick channel any less delightful as I felt it spreading to accommodate me until I reached bottom.

“Oh, yes, that feels wonderful!” she hissed as I moved my body so my weight was on my elbows rather than on her. I felt the muscles in her vagina closing and rippling up and down my length as she demonstrated her own talents. “I love to fuck,” she whispered softly in my ear as I kissed her. “I never knew how delightful it could be until I met Mac and now you.”

“I aim to please, ma’am,” I responded just as softly “and intend to aim most of it at this lovely pussy of yours.”

That got a chuckle out of her and a sigh of pleasure as we began synchronizing our activities to get the most out of each other’s motions. Pat, like Rose and Ellen Campbell in particular, had one of those clutching cunts that clung to a hard dick as though it never wanted it to leave. With a velvety softness helped by the juices I had inspired in her earlier, I soon was giving Pat almost as much pleasure as she was giving me. In no time, she was clutching at my upper arms with both tiny hands, eye’s closed tightly and panting with pleasure as her second orgasm of the day took her to that marvelous place women go when they are properly satisfied.

I knew I couldn’t last, and I didn’t. I wanted what I had promised Pat as much or even more than the pleasure of a straight fuck, so I let my own orgasmic juices blast their way deep into her vagina. I was immediately glad I had gotten the vasectomy done years ago, because the amount of cum shooting into her now would almost certainly have produced a child. I could feel her body shaking beneath me as her orgasm made its way from her brain to her pussy and back again. She was panting like a woman in desperate need of sex as I felt her own ankles lock behind my back and her hips met mine, driving me even deeper into her. At that instant I saw her hand slide over to Rose’ chest and take her full breast in her grasp. Rose, already in a state of orgasmic bliss, merely groaned and pressed Pat’s hand tighter to her breast.

Mac spoke first, probably because neither of us could get our breath at that moment.

“Damn, that was beautiful!” he said softly. “Now I know why you enjoy seeing Rose fucked. I know you want to eat her out now, but when you get finished, I want to fuck Pat myself, OK?”

I could only nod my agreement. I couldn’t have been happier with this situation. Two lovely ladies with a vagina filled with the sweetest of oral delights, and all mine. Sliding along Pat’s perspiration slick body, I made my way down to that now soupy mass of red curls. I gave her clit a tentative lap as I went lower, feeling her gasp of excitement at the touch. Using my thumbs, I spread the coral colored lips covering her vagina and dipped my tongue in for my first taste of our mixed juices. It was delightful!

I mouthed her muff, encouraging her to spread her legs even wider until they curled over my upper back. I felt her hands at the back of my hand as she expressed her own interest. They pulled me tighter to her hot core as my tongue slithered up and down the swollen inner lips, then deep into her cum-filled center. We were both in heaven as I took as much of her juices a I could, interspersing my delving tongue with two fingers that pulled more juices to my mouth. I could already feel her trembling. Raising my head slightly, I saw Rose covering one of Pat’s breasts with her mouth as Mac kissed her. That’s when it hit like a bomb. Pat’s thighs tightened to the point I almost couldn’t breath as I felt the first hard tremors of her orgasm racing through her body. Rose now was squeezing one of Pat’s breasts as her unrelenting sucking of Pat’s nipple drove her over the edge. Pat screamed as she hit the peak of her orgasm, suddenly pushing my head back as the flow of cunt juice was expelled by tight muscles into my mouth.

I gave her a break, sitting up on the edge of the bed as I watched my wife and my friend bring her down slowly until she was finally able to talk.

“My gosh, what an experience!” she said with a shudder and a wide smile. “I never dreamed sex could be like this.” She reached over Rose and kissed her fiancee before doing the same to Rose who was all smiles. “Now I MUST meet your friends.”

This isn’t the end of our adventures. Pat meets with the Campbells and learns just how addictive sex can be in our next part. In the interim, I hope that you will read my response to those who don’t understand why so many of us men (and women) can enjoy sex with others. It’s called “A Response” in the Reviews and Essays section of Literotica. And, ladies, I’d like your own views of my response, please.