Trilogy

I returned my attention to the cock pulsing in my grasp. Cupping his loose scrotum with one hand, I bathed the glands with my tongue, mixing my saliva with his pre-cum. The taste was tart, grainy, and I wondered if I could get him to come in my mouth. Determined to try, I opened my mouth and took him in.

Going down on a man gives me a feeling of power. I'm in control of his pleasure. I had a very good teacher, and I used every technique I knew. Jon was bigger than I was used to, so I didn't even try to deep-throat him, but I took him as deep as I could and let my tongue do the work for awhile. Then I used my tongue and lips on the shaft, and sucked hard on the glands alone.

I don't pay any attention to what they were doing up above, but eventually I felt Daphne's skin against mine, kneeling beside me. I moved over and glanced at her. She put a hand over the one of mine that held John's cock and fondled one of my buttocks with the other.

"Want to share?" she asked.

"Sure." We both started licking his cock. He had a hand on each of our heads, moaning softly. I licked my way down his shaft and sucked his balls into my mouth one by one, letting Daphne do the deep duties. A few moments later she pointed him in my direction. I ran my fingers over the slick cum-hole and looked at him.

"I want you to come in my mouth," I told him.

"Do it, John," Daphne said. "He's got lots of stamina," she said to me. "We can make him come lots of times tonight."

"Okay," John said, "Daphne knows how to get me off. After that, I want some of Anna's tits."

"You come for me, you can have them," I replied.

"I'll pump, your suck," Daphne said. I watched her for a couple of strokes, then took the head of his cock between my lips. They each had a hand on my head as I moved it up and down. The muscles in his legs flexed and his moans grew louder. Daphne pumped his cock with a steady rhythm.

His grip on the back of my neck tightened and I knew an orgasm was imminent. Daphne stopped stroking. Taking his cock deeper, I heard him groan and received a stream of warm fluid in my mouth. I swallowed, used the increased lubrication to take him deeper, and got another squirt. It was too much and I let it spill from my lips. Letting his cock go, I was going to wipe my mouth with my hand, but Daphne got to me first, licking my lips clean then pushing her tongue into my mouth.

We knelt side by side and looked at John's amazed face.

"This isn't real, is it?" he asked. "It's just a dream I'll have to wake up from."

"No, we're real," Daphne said with a wink at me. "And now you get to do something for us."

"He gets my breasts," I said, jumping up and straddling his lap again. His cock was still hard against my vulva, but I wasn't paying any attention to it. I held my breasts out to him and he pressed his face between them. I let his hands replace mine, and he squeezed, then started pinching and rolling my nipples. The pleasure shot through my chest and down to my clitoris, using my backbone as a shivering,

quivering highway.

As John made love to my breasts, I felt warm wetness on my bottom. Daphne was licking and kissing the my butt, and her hand snaked around in front of me, between my legs, and found Jon's cock, nestled against my slit. There was no shyness to her; her hand moved against my pussy as much as it massaged his cock. I moaned with the joy of their touch.

Her other hand was busy too. She'd learned quite a lot with me that afternoon, because she was sliding a finger up my anus, moistened with her own saliva or pussy juice. She worked it in and out, finger-fucking my ass, and I almost lost it.

"Daphne, stop a minute," I gasped. "Don't move it!" I didn't want to come yet, but her finger felt just right in my ass. I pulled John's head from my breasts and pressed my open mouth against his. He reached down and grabbed both ass-

cheeks and squeezed until I broke the kiss.

I rolled off his lap, taking Daphne's finger with me, feeling the ring of my anus turn around her it. I lay against the arm of the couch, and enjoyed the sight of my brother regarding my body.

"What are you thinking?" I asked him.

"Trying to figure out how I can go down on both of you at the same time," he said. He must have been beyond amazement at the situation and into seriously taking advantage of it.

"Oooh, I knew this was going to be good!" Daphne said.

"I think I know," I said. I pushed the finger from my anus and rolled off the couch. "On your back, Daphne." She obeyed, and I lowered myself on top of her, spreading her legs with my knees, carefully positioning my mound over hers.

"Mmm, I like this," she said. I grinned down at her and looked back at John. He was already on his knees behind us, and I felt his hand exploring my pussy. From Daphne's reaction, his other hand was busy with hers. He slid a finger into me as far as it would go, and pressed his lips to my ass, almost biting, then sliding down to the inside of my thigh, and further down between Daphne's legs. Her cheek pressed hard against mine, her hands on my back.

"Ohhh," she said in my ear. I felt John's head against my thigh, but his mouth was lower down. Then it came up and his tongue probed my clitoris.

"Ummm," I said.

"This isn't it," he said. His hand rested on my rear.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked, wanting to give him whatever he wanted.

"Get up, Anna," he said.

"Only if I have to." I got up on my knees and looked at him, kneeling next to me, his cock still rock-hard.

"Here, lay on your back and put your pussy up against hers."

"Oh!" I said, seeing what he wanted. I did as he asked, my right leg over her left leg, her left leg over my right, and we moved until our nether lips were kissing. "This is good," I said. I got up on my elbows. Daphne had elevated herself similarly. I wiggled my hips.

"Umm, yeah, that is good!" she said.

John ran his hands over our bellies. "I cannot believe I've got both of you..." His hands went up over our ribcages and he took a breast in each hand, kneading them gently, contrasting their differences. I saw Daphne close her eyes and did the same, enjoying the sensation and the knowledge that Daphne was feeling the same touch.

Then I felt his breath on my pubis. This must be satisfactory, I thought, and felt him kiss first Daphne's mound, then mine. His hand left my breast and went beneath me, resting against the curve of my lower back. I opened my eyes.

He knelt at our hips, bending over our conjoined cunts. I watched his tongue stab out and find my clitoris, and I felt Daphne's thighs tremble against mine. He had hit both clits at once!

"That's it, John!" I said. "More!" He started to lick faster, sometimes getting both of us together, sometimes concentrating on one of us. His tongue was marvelous. He pressed his mouth to our mounds and his tongue probed far down between us.

A finger slid down the cleft between my buttocks. As the heat spread in my belly, I lifted one breast and started licking my nipple. This was where I wanted my first orgasm. His magic tongue concentrated on my clit and put me over the edge. Then he turned his attention to Daphne, and I heard her sounds of ecstasy and felt her legs quiver and convulse with orgasm.

We just laid there for a few minutes, a little lost in the afterglow, but I wanted more and was sure the other two did too. John hadn't fucked either of us yet, and extended foreplay wasn't what I had in mind for the evening. Carefully I extricated myself from the delightful position I was in. Jon stood to relieve his legs, and

Daphne rolled onto her belly. I stroked her rear and the insides of her thighs. She sighed.

"I really want to get fucked right now," she said.

"I can do that," John said eagerly.

"Just be sure there's some left for me," I said, looking at his erection with anticipation.

"Oh, there will be," he assured me, reaching down and giving my breast a squeeze. I smiled up at him, and he pulled me to my feet and kissed me.

"We should have done this a long time ago," he said.

"We didn't know," I replied.

"Fuck me!" Daphne said from the floor. He looked at her and hugged me.

"Your turn soon," he said.

Daphne had her rear in the air, and he slapped her ass lovingly. Her vagina gapped open just at the level of his cock, and he found the way in easily. I watched for a minute, then remembered this was supposed to be a threesome. I crawled up beside him, put one arm around him and the other hand on her bottom. He slid an arm around me and started fondling my bottom, and I initiated a kiss. It made him miss his rhythm a little, and I turned a little bit more to face him, my leg in

close contact with hers. I didn't mean to totally distract him, but pretty soon his only contact with her was his cock; his other hand was doing some wonderful things to my breasts.

Then I felt a hand between my legs. I couldn't turn to look, but Daphne must have twisted around and was probing me. She put two fingers into my vagina, then played around the rim of my asshole.

There were way too many hands on me at once and I loved it.

As John got closer to orgasm he started concentrating more on Daphne, and I put some effort into helping him along. His strokes were long, and I was able to reach down between them, circling his slick, hard cock with two fingers, pressing them back against her labia. I squeezed. It must have been just what he needed. His occasional moans turned to rhythmic grunts, and he thrust himself all the way into Daphne and let out a long loud sigh as he came.

I pulled my hand out and offered my fingers to him. He sucked them into his mouth and let them go, then he leaned over Daphne's back and cupped her breasts. I stretched out in front of her and accepted her kiss. Then she got up and hugged John.

She wiggled her fingers at me, which I took to be an invitation, so I joined the embrace. I think Daphne expected me to come up behind her, but I pressed myself up against John instead, moving my hands from his body to hers, mounding my breasts against his back, rubbing my triangle against his butt. I held one hand on Daphne's waist and insinuated the other between their bellies. He was almost as hard as he had been in the circle of my fingers.

"I've got to go," John said.

"Where?" I asked without thinking.

"To the bathroom, Anna."

"Oh!"

He left, Daphne and I sat there for a minute, catching our breath. Then I took her hand and pulled her with me to the couch. We sat with our legs entwined, our heads close together.

"Having fun?" she asked.

"You might say that," I replied, and we both laughed.

"I don't want the orgasms to end," she said, rolling her eyes. "I think it could be addicting."

"Here," I said, leaning back against the arm of the couch. "Let's do it like we were on the floor earlier." We rearranged ourselves so our pussy lips were kissing again. "Oh, that feels good just putting my pussy against yours," I said.

"It's nice," she said, "but I'm not getting enough... friction." She had a soft hand on my thigh and rolled her hips slowly, which I had to agree was pleasant, but a long way from orgasm-inducing. "Take my hands," she said, holding them out to me. We both had to half sit up, but it pushed our pussies even tighter together, and I could actually feel her erect clitoris against mine.

"Much better," I said. Holding hands, we began rocking back and forth. Soon we were panting, as much from the pleasure of our building orgasms as from the exertion. She came with a out-rush of breath and let go my hands. I moaned with disappointment and dug my fingers in between us, hardly able to separate my flesh from hers. I found my engorged nub, and diddled myself off.

Afterwards I stroked her belly and breasts with my foot. Her foot started to do the same thing, but I grabbed it and sucked on her big toe. It was then I saw John leaning on the back of the couch watching us.

"That looked like fun," he said, looking at me.

"Oh, it was. Was it fun to watch?"

"Definitely. Can I see some more?"

"Sure," Daphne said. "What would you like?"

"Hmm... how about a sixty-nine?"

"I'll get on top," I said.

Daphne scooted down so she was flat on her back and I straddled her head. She ran her hands over my thighs and flanks and breathed on my damp, hot vulva. I brushed my breasts repeatedly over her belly, enjoying the tingling in my nipples. Almost simultaneously I felt the touch of Daphne's tongue on my nether regions and John's hand caressing my back and buttocks. My breasts spread against Daphne's stomach and I buried my head between her legs, licking from clit to the bottom of her vagina and back. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but the things Daphne was doing to me were divine and I tried to reciprocate. I got the first orgasm this time, but kept eating at her until I felt her convulsing beneath me.

I rolled off of her and sat beside the couch and kissed her thoroughly. I swear I had never had another woman who was as good as she was. But I was more than ready for some cock. The softness and mirror-familiarity of another woman is all very well and good, but I was ready for a pounding penis.

"John, I really need you," I said, holding out my hand to him. I rolled onto my back, knees up and legs spread wide. He seemed to know that there was no need for preliminaries as he knelt between my legs, his hands on my knees, his cock standing magnificently at a proud upward angle. He bent over and kissed me, and I felt the blunt tip of that enormous cock seeking my slick, waiting pussy. I reached down and took him in my hand, taking just a moment to squeeze and pump him before guiding him to his reward.

When he felt the tip between my labia he pushed. With an exquisite mix of pain and pleasure he went all the way in with one thrust of his hips, burying his cock to its root inside of me. I'd never had a cock his size in me, and I was in heaven when he started the long, slow strokes that went from all the way in to almost all the way out and back again.

"Anna, you're so tight..." he said. "Umm, so good..."

"And you're so big, lover," I replied, catching my breath as he buried himself in me again. "Faster, please!"

He obeyed, and my whole world became the joining of my sex and his sex, the increasing speed of his pumping cock in my receiving cunt, and Daphne's hands massaging my breasts. The pleasure was beyond orgasm. I was in a fuzzy, tingling world where my hands touched nothing but his skin, where the only sounds were our breathing and moans, the only smells our sweat and the musk from between our legs.

His strokes became shorter and faster and I knew he was close to coming. I raised my feet and wrapped my legs around his waist. The change in angle did it for both of us. Our orgasms were almost simultaneous, the feeling of his semen pumping into my vagina triggering my own explosion of ecstasy. He kept going for a few more strokes, making sure it was all out, before lowering himself onto me, smothering me with an overwhelming kiss.

"Oh, God that was good," I said when he finally removed his tongue from my mouth. I held him tight with both arms and legs, feeling his cock slowly shrinking inside of me. We three cuddled awhile longer, and he got up.

I must have fallen asleep for awhile, because the next thing I remember it was dark and I had an afghan over me. The storm had gotten quite wild outside, and the only light inside was the fire and the occasional stab of lightning. Jon and Daphne were sitting in front of the fire, silhouetted to me. I shook off the blanket and went over to them.

"Hi, Anna," John said, reaching up to touch my leg.

"Hi," I said. "Did I sleep very long?"

"No. Electricity went out a few minutes ago."

Daphne curled her hand around the inside of my leg, and I obligingly widened my stance to accommodate her.

"You ready for more?" she asked. I took stock of my body and decided that yes, I was, and I told her so. She got her knees in front of me, put her hands on my buttocks, and began to lap at my pussy. My clit was sensitive and the feeling of euphoria was almost instantaneous. I buried both hands in her hair and savored the pleasure.

I wasn't surprised at all when I felt John take hold of my hips from behind. He snuggled in close, his cock nestling up between my ass-cheeks. He moved it up and down as he held my breasts, which easily spilled out of his hands. He must have liked it, because he kept taking hold of them, kneading them, then letting them fall from his hands as if he couldn't contain their bulk. It only added to my enjoyment.

"I want to put my cock in them," he said in my ear just before biting it gently.

"Yeah," I said. "Daphne, stop...he wants to fuck my breasts." She gave my clit a last hard suck and sat back. I pulled away from his cock, which was almost in my rear, and sat next to her. "Let me slick it up a little," I said. He got on his knees between my legs and I took his cock in my mouth. He held my head with both hands as I tried to take him all the way in, without success. Daphne was right up against me,one arm around me and the other hand between my legs, taking up where her tongue had left off a moment before.

He was plenty wet now; his cock gleamed in the firelight. I lay back and he straddled my ribs as I pushed my breasts part way together, leaving plenty of room for him to put his cock. He bent over more until it lay heavy and hot between my breasts, and I squeezed them all the way together so he was completely engulfed in my soft flesh. It's times like this that I appreciate my oversized tits.

His strokes were long, just like they had been between my legs earlier, and at the upper end I took the head of his cock in my mouth.

John only tit-fucked me for a few minutes before withdrawing his cock. He slapped my hip and told me to roll over. Daphne rose with me, and we got on our hands and knees facing each other. Jon put his cock between us. We both licked it, our tongues touching each other as much as we touched him. After a few minutes he took up a position behind me, his hands working my ass-cheeks, as Daphne and I lip-locked. His penis poked first at my anus, then my vagina, and there he started pushing slowly into me.

When he was in all the way he bent over me and seized my breasts again, roughly squeezing and rolling my nipples, making me come, the muscles of my vagina gripping and releasing his immobile cock. When he released my breasts, Daphne was right beneath me, taking my abused nipples in her mouth, soothing them with her lips and tongue. John had a tight grip on my hips and started pumping, fucking me doggy style, hard and fast. Daphne scooted further underneath me, letting my

tits brush along her breasts and belly, until she was underneath my pussy. I felt her reach up and touch us with her fingers. Then I felt her tongue and lips caress our sexes as John's hips pumped. A moment later I felt my brother's thumb moving along the rim of my asshole, and with a push it was in. Fleetingly I wished for another man so all three holes could be filled, but then I imagined one of Daphne's fingers in his ass, and felt with one hand along Daphne's stomach, across her mons, and down, plunging two fingers into her vagina. The thought of each of us inside the other sent a thrill through me. I moaned aloud, my orgasm coming closer. John pushed all the way in and started pumping semen into me, his thumb up my ass as far as it would go. I dipped my head between Daphne's legs, my own cries of ecstasy muffled against her muff, and her vagina closed around my fingers again and again. We collapsed in a heap of arms and legs and tits and cock, sharing kisses and sucking tongues and flesh without regard to what it was or who it belonged to.

The End...