Sybian Anticipation Ch. 02

"You two've got some solid skills, but the comparison seems to be incomplete. I'm getting back on the machine."

I do love a competitor.

"Oh, and Jerry, if you're really going to join the party, the t-shirt and boxers have got to go. Now."

Jerry raised his eyebrows and looked my way.

"Jerry, Karen is 100% in charge. You don't need me to approve anything, anything. Karen is the only one with a say so about that body."

Now, we're all naked.

Karen's back on the machine. The motors are running pretty hard. She's already come once.

"Right after my next orgasm, you two need to lift me off of the Sybian, take me to that couch, and I'm going to straddle Dave while Jerry does that breast think again from behind me."

Hot.

"That's probably the only chance the two of you have to make me come harder than the machine."

So, this really is a competition between men and machine.

The next orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt. I thought that I'd seen her come super hard, but this was hotter than I could've imagined. Her clitoris emerged from her swelling, her eyes closed, body flexed and bent, pussy visibly contracted, spasmed and squirted Jerry, the Sybian, and me like it was all we'd ever dreamed about.

"Oh. Fuck. That worked."

I went to the couch. Jerry scooped Karen up off the Sybian, and I impaled her as he set her in my lap. She straddled me. Every inch of Karen glistened with sweat, joy, oil and sensuality. As we kissed, I ran my hands the length of her body and settled them on her ass, gripped tight and drove myself home.

Karen gasped as I banged against her cervix. Just as she came down, Jerry's hands found her nipples and his mouth the back of her neck. She began to rock back and forth, grinding her clit against me, enveloping my shaft with her swollen tunnel. This sandwich was the best I've ever had.

Her contractions were a little late to announce this orgasm. It was the swearing, the frenzied motion of her fucking and fucking me that actually made the announcement.

Oh, and Jerry, who actually knelt down for a better view proclaiming, "Oh man, her spasm around your cock is making me jealous, and I'm never, ever jealous." We waited until after we came together, but eventually we did give Jerry props for honesty and vulnerability.

"Fuck, I love you," said Karen softy.

"Karen, I presume you're talking to me," I joked.

"Nope, she's working herself up to loving me. It's a process," smiled Jerry.

We all laughed. Karen gave me a wink. I glanced at Jerry, and, darn it, he gave me a wink too.

Karen relaxed into my chest, set her head on my shoulder and quietly kissed my neck while we all found our breath. After a few minutes of calm, I got soft enough to slide out.

No longer filled by my best efforts, Karen's head came up. She smiled. Kissed me lightly, and looked back toward the Sybian.

"You guys are pretty good, but I'm still unsure."

Dave, you run the controls. Jerry bring those hands and keep them on me.

Karen mounted the Sybian. The sweat, the oil, the swelling, the beauty all there before us as Karen smiled and settled in.

Fuck. Still so hot.

"Jerry, you've been a genius with these controls, but she's thrown down a gauntlet that cannot be denied," I suggested.

He smiled.

Karen looked concerned.

I turned both controls to about 40%. You know, that's apparently quite a jolt.

"Oh fuck!" Karen's voice exploded and her abs contracted.

Damn. This is going to be fun.

Jerry was holding his face. "Hey, are you ok?"

"What you missed staring at her pussy was that she threw back her head, I took it in the face." Jerry's eyes were watering just a bit.

"Well you do keep sliding up behind my girl. That can be dangerous, just sayin." Both of us smiled, because this whole experience was just such a blast. It's hard not to laugh and jump up and down.

The Sybian was still at 40%, and it was carrying Karen toward another orgasm while Jerry and I bantered about unimportant things like his face.

She moaned. Low. Deep.

Just not fast enough. Jerry's hands went back to Karen's breasts. He leaned in to kiss her cheek, but Karen turned her head, met his kiss and their tongues danced. Of all the angst about sharing the woman I love, this was the moment I'd been most dreading. Karen's kisses were the only thing on earth that I'd kill for just one more.

She wanted to kiss him, and he certainly rose to the occasion.

Time stood still.

My heart raced.

I got super hard.

Turns out sharing is caring. I loved her more than ever, and I wanted anything and everything she wanted. Easier than I thought.

While they kissed, I came around and turned up the controls. 50%. Moaning and Kissing. 60%. Just moans. Kissing couldn't happen. 70, 80, she was shaking violently, 90%. Karen turned. Looked me in the eye, smiled and just rolled off the Sybian onto the bed. Ass up.

"Dave, fuck me. Fuck me right NOW."

Karen can look even more beautiful head down, ass up and demanding satisfaction. She rolled off the machine so close to orgasm that just my entry started a cascade. The power of the Sybian had propelled Karen to her most honest natural primal state. As I fucked her from behind, every thrust brought a guttural moan. She's a beautiful woman with a hard body and the perfect pussy, but loud? Loud works. My thrusting was taking all the power I could deliver. She felt as good as she sounded.

Coming together is a such a privilege. First time of the night or tenth time, Karen brought it out of me again. We were fucking like animals so I can't say effortlessly, but I can say flawlessly.

Towels. Towels were in order. Karen and I were soaked. We collapsed on the bed. Jerry threw me a towel, and gently began blotting Karen down. He started at her temples and moved down her face and neck. His kindness was making her swoon. Jerry continued to her perfect breasts, abs and then long wiping motions down her thighs, calves and all the way past her red toenail polish. How could she be more beautiful?

For the next half-hour, we lay around the suite smiling and taking silent inventories of our swelling and satisfaction.

I took three ice cubes into my mouth as I finished my water. Crushed them a bit, approached Karen with a smile, and gargled, "Really, it's for the swelling."

She smiled and reclined.

I opened my mouth, encompassed her entire vulva, and pressed the ice where needed most. Karen arched her back but didn't pull away even a bit. My mouth was wrapped about her, but I wasn't making an attempt to stimulate her. I sought of thought we were all done, but the ice did finally melt and I did drink down everything she'd offer me.

As I stood, Karen smiled. Sat up, and started slowly crawling back to the Sybian.

"Really?"

"Betty White has it right about vaginas. I can still go and while it's here and you two charmers are naked, I'm getting on the fucking machine, and we'll take it from there."

Karen's low growling became constant when she went back to the Sybian having been fucked and fucked hard by the machine, by me and brought to orgasm by Jerry so many times.

It was so compelling to watch her entire body flex as her now constant orgasm wracked her over and over again. Even her abs would ache in the morning.

When she finally crawled off the Sybian for the last time, she told Jerry to just lay back on the bed. Found him a condom, straddled him and slid him gently and slowly inside. She was soaked, fucked and yet perfectly tight from the excitement and the swelling of hours and hours of sex, sex, sex. She slowly moved forward and backward to caress her clitoris like the Sybian rather than up and down like a spectator sport.

"Fuck, this will work," was her exclamation as their pelvises ground and her orgasm built. Jerry arched his pelvis to help his cock work her G-spot and wrapped his hands around her breasts that were nearly purple with excitement. I kissed her neck and ran my hands up and down her back as Jerry was monopolizing her breasts.

Karen has an orgasm tell. She turns her head to her right and nearly touches her chin to her shoulder.

Then she growls just a little, the veins on her neck appear, her nipples turn to blackberries and on this day her perfection squeezed Jerry's throbbing cock like she was going to keep it.

That squeeze brought Jerry right along with her and he lifted her knees off the bed as he arched his back and orgasmed in reply. Kisses and applause.

Jerry carefully held the condom to the base of his waining erection, and Karen crawled off of his cock and right onto mine.

Reclaiming your Love right after she comes on another cock is an experience every couple needs. As Karen buried me in her pussy and bent to kiss me, I banged my head against her cervix, and her sweat, her juices, her swollen labia, vulva and vagina embraced me so fully and completely that there could only be joy, exultation and thrusting. Lots of thrusting. My right hand on her hip and my left hand cupping her ass to pound, pound, pound away in this carnal celebration, with the woman that I love, love, love.

This was the perfect day.

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Thanks for reading.

Our next adventure was at the Scarlet Ranch in Littleton, Co. Once I clear my head and get it all processed, I'll submit.