Sharing Is Caring

Lust and anticipation blend as you await his arrival in the same spot as before. Expectation and sexual desire have been building for days now, with the memory of our shared pleasure and the remembrance of our conversation as we confessed to each other how deliciously satisfying we all found our first encounter. The tender hope swells within you that this will be even more pleasurable now that we know each other's tastes and bodies a little better, and - wanting to explore your own sexuality and ours further and further - you determine that your going to be much naughtier with us.

We've asked you to bring any favorite toys with you this time, and temptation smolders hotly as you remember the scrumptiously strong vibe your little buzzer gives. The night is dark and moonless, and there's no one in the parking lot, and he's called to let you know that he's running a hair late. Your fingers stray to your bag and you draw out the little wonder. A last look around confirms your temporary solitude and butterflies tumble in your belly as you decide that you're going to see just how wet you can get for his fingers without cumming before he arrives. You lift up your long black skirt over your thighs and part them wider as you turn on the buzzer and touch it lightly against your the outer folds of your arched blossom. A wave of need floods your hidden form as you slip your other hand beneath your blouse and lift and squeeze your breasts inward and upward and begin to gently fondle the nipples, first one and then the other.

The memory of his humor and gentle manner and her tender shyness and the light touch of her hands on you... our caring eagerness to ensure that we all please each other and to welcome you into our loving... the feel of her hot cleft on your fingers and his breath on your neck... her wet musky velvet on your tongue as his cock slips in and out of your aching sex teasing over your oil slicked button and then back up in your belly as your fingers slide up in her to work her sweetspot... the taste of your flow on his glossy purplish head as she wantonly devours your glistening nectar, the warm and slippery feel of our oiled bodies as we move against each other – all these thoughts and feelings swirl within you as your fingers move that toy in circles and up and down over your swollen clit. Your heart pounds as you start to get closer to peaking, but you hold off and let yourself cool just a bit before touching again, savoring your mounting hunger for that luscious release.

Light washes the pavement as his car pulls into the lot, and little colorful wings flutter again in your tummy once again as he pulls up on your right and steps out. You choose to remain in your enticing position, and you allow him to watch through the window as you hold that buzzer against your nub and lift your blouse to reveal your naked breasts, turning to present yourself more fully to his smoky gaze. He drinks in the sight of you as he leans his forearms against the top of the closed door, and he involuntarily licks his lips and presses his upper teeth into his lower lip. Your craving to be touched and to touch is swelling within you, but you opt for the moment to play the shamelessly taunting strumpet for him, and you hold your toy aside as you slip your middle finger into your tight heat and draw it out slowly over your swollen pink bauble and then up onto your licking tongue. His hand wanders over his hardening flesh as you taste your own sweet musk, and your fiery yearning to cum blazes up even hotter at the sight and the taste.

You unlock the door and he enters slack-jawed, declaring, "Fuck you're hot!" Then his mouth is hard on yours, and you sense his deep response as your nectar passes from your tongue to his and your pure scent fills him with primal urgency. His fingers slip between your legs and glide up against your silky warmth, "Mmmm – you're so wet, I love it... ...wanna feel how hard you got me, huh?" His pants are opened in a moment and he frees his stiff shaft as your fingers reach him and stroke his smooth sleekness. Before another word can pass his lips you move forward to take his cock in your mouth as you cup his balls and suck the head and lick the underside just beneath it. He rakes his fingers into your hair and tightens firmly as he slides his length slowly deeper and then back out again, "OK, that'll be enough of that for now, or I'm going to take you right here."

You lean back and spread wider, showing him your puffy and cherried flower again before slipping in your middle and ring fingers and probing it lustfully in front of him, "Would that be so bad?"

He bends down over you and his hands and mouth are on your tits, sucking and nipping feverishly as you spread wider to work your slit in front of him and reach out with your other hand to graze it delicately along his prick. Then he draws your hand from between your thighs and licks the soaked fingers lasciviously and looks around to observe the passing traffic some yards away. A humorous growl of frustration escapes him before he answers, "That would be fucking awesome, but I'm equally sure that we'd both rather spend the night playing in bed together with three tongues and six hands. Besides, I promised that I'd be good."

"Mmhmmm, you're good alright – you were both so very good last time, and I haven't stopped thinking about it all night." You pause before making a daring confession, "Part of me does really want to fuck you right here and now though."

His eyes blaze into yours, and he slides his arms beneath your legs and tugs you over to the passenger seat as he backs himself outward, and he kneels onto the asphalt as he lifts your legs and buries his mouth there, his wet tongue plunging deep in your opening and drawing upward as he sucks your folds and your button. You breathe out a tender profanity as he licks you, and you hunger so much more deeply to be filled with that convulsive ecstasy, but he leans upward and whispers over your breasts, "Grab your things and lets go. I want you to spread wide for her tongue as you ride my cock."

The drive passes like a lurid dream - with your hand carefully caressing his bared cockshaft, and his skilled musician's fingers playing with your almost desperately ravenous lily - and then, with the welcome sound of their garage door closing behind you, a fresh flutter of wings stirs inside you as you walk with your bag toward the back of the house and enter with him.

She's there on the bed relaxing, her full nakedness illuminated only by the small ornate lamp on the side table, her fingers toying through the curls of her dark patch. You shed your clothes like an unwanted husk as you reach the bed and move over her, trailing kisses from her ankles up her thighs and over her belly, between her breasts and onto the side of her neck. She fairly purrs at this wordless greeting, and presses her palms against your back and shoulders as his now unclothed form moves gently against the cheeks of your ass and his hands begin covering you in melting oil from your shoulders all the way down to your inner thighs. You kiss her deeply and allow her to sense your passion, along with the faint trace of your own musk still on your lips. Then you edge downward again and raise up onto your knees at the edge of the bed as you bend down to taste her recesses, and at the same time you boldly display your soaking and impetuous blossom to his throbbing shaft. As you hungrily spread her open and skillfully tease her folds and her moist and hardened nub with your lips and tongue, he touches the swollen head of his cock to your slick petals and jiggles it fitfully over your clit before sliding the top of the entire length against your glistening flow so you can feel him slipping along the folds on the outside of your tender slit from top to bottom.

She arches wantonly into your mouth and she lifts and squeezes her tits as you delve into her with your tongue, and then you move to fill her a little with your fingers. He enters you precisely as you enter her, and his cock is cool and solid as it slips in a little ways, then out a little, then in a little deeper, coating his shaft with your juice until his whole span is up inside your belly and his hilt is pressed into your opening, and you press backward, spreading yourself brazenly out to him as he thrusts. Her pussy is hot and wet, and as you feel her opening out inside as her passion builds, you reach deeper into her with your first and middle fingers and press upward into her sweetspot as you flick the tip of your tongue loose, soft and fast on her clit. His hands grip your slippery waist as his cock slips out and over your clit, and he grabs it and shakes it against your button and spanks it heavily on your ass cheeks, and then slips it all the way back up inside again and plunges in and out with several sharp strokes.

You can feel her reaching her plateau as you work her depths and devour her folds and clit. You slip your fingers out and turn your hand over, and then slip your index finger back inside to press and rub downward deep against the bottom of her tunnel as you suck her clit harder and rub with the nectar-slicked flat of your thumb against the entrance of her tight quim. Her head is thrown back now and her body is arched and tense as she slips onto the threshold, panting rapidly as waves of quivering begin to shake her. You move your other hand up to slip in your index finger in and gently work that inner puffiness behind her pelvic bone, and with a rising groan she shudders and bucks into your fingers and tongue, and she nearly squeezes you out with the force of her contractions as her hot fluid gushes out against her thighs and onto the sheet.

After a moment of breathless recovery, she leans up with an appreciative moan and kisses and licks and bites the side of your neck and feels up your tits, as his thrusts alternately quicken to fierce slam-fucking with the base pressing hard into your entry, to very gradual penetration and withdrawal almost all the way out and then back in again. She reaches under you and diddles your little button as he fucks you slow and easy and then she spanks your ass firmly as he suddenly shoves his prick in hard and deep. Then he pulls very, very slowly all the way out and tells her to hold his shaft against your pussy with her palm as he moves back and forth over your clit and your folds. "Ready to ride me and feel her tongue on your clit with me inside you?" He drops on his back with his legs over the edge of the bed, and guides you over his staff with your back toward him.

You squat over him to straddle his wet shaft, steadily impaling yourself on it and leaning back slightly to steady yourself with your hands on his shoulders, as you present your spread thighs and cock-filled pussy for her to lick as you ride him. She kneels on the floor between his knees and bends forward, looking up teasingly into your eyes as she prepares to deliver a tongue lashing to your penetrated folds and your engorged little pinkness. Her breath and her tongue are hot against you as she laps first up one side of his shaft and then the other, adding the warm moisture of her wet tongue to your already generous flow of nectar.

You rise and fall unhurriedly over him, savoring the rare combination of sensations, as she laps upward over your flesh where his shaft sinks into you and then up across your clit, and she steadies the base of his cock with the fingers of one hand and reaches up to roll your nipples one at a time between the fingers of her other. She once slips him all the way out of you as you reach the top of your stroke, and she takes his cock in her mouth and sucks your nectar off it like honey off a spoon before guiding it back up in you again as you slip down over it. You feel at once so wantonly naughty, sliding up and down on his shaft like a naughty jezebel and spreading yourself with total abandon for her eager mouth, that you now utterly give in to your lustful wildness and begin to feel that deliciously lustful ecstasy building up to a crest within you. Sensing your wave coming, she licks and sucks more fervently as she feels each of your tits up in turn. Wordlessly, sumptuous cries of passion flee your lips and you begin to tremble intensely against his cock and her mouth. Your perception is shattered into swirling fragments of sensual consciousness as you press down against his hilt and feel him flexing deep within you, spilling his seed as his beastly growl swells to a peak behind you.

Little by little the tide ebbs, and we allow you to collapse down onto the bed. We nestle together as you lay back by his side and she rises between your thighs and settles next to you. The fan cools our sweat-drenched and oil-glossed skin as we regain our breath and the afterglow fades to serenity.

After a long and appreciatively restful pause, he observes that we still haven't broken out any toys, and that there's still a nice bit of time left before we ever need to start getting ready to take you back toward home. She responds with a shy giggle, and reveals that she has a few little surprises that she bought recently as well.