Two Cream, One Sugar Ch. 01

Lynda was delirious with pleasure and totally overcome with the realization that she was about to experience two fantasies in one - two cocks at once, and one of them being black.

"Show Denny what a hot slut you are, baby. Beg for his seed."

Denville quite possibly had never encountered such a scene; a white slut-wife impaled on her husband, his cock buried deep in her bowels, and being begged to pump his seed into her gaping cunt.

I watched Lynda's eyes almost pop out of her head as I felt his cock wiggle and slide its way into her. Denny was extremely hard - I swear I could feel the veins in his cock right through Lynda as he slid in and out of her ever so carefully.

All Lynda could do was moan and drool as all that cock was inching its way deep into her womb. Finally I felt his balls against mine - he'd bottomed out.

"Congratulations baby! You are stuffed as full as cock as you'll ever get!" I said, then shoved my tongue into her mouth.

Remarkably, she kissed me back, then smiled, even if still a bit deliriously.

"Are you ready to get fucked, Ms. Collins?"

"I... think... so..."

Denny started slow, but then again, anything that big just can't move that fast. I think I had lost just a bit of my fullness, but regained it quickly once I felt him moving inside her and against me.

"OH FUCK... O H F U C K..." cried out Lynda in voices and tones I never knew she had; as Denny started making love to her from above, and I almost in unison from below.

We were all completely immersed in each of our experiences: it was as though we were all making love to each other at the same time. An experience beyond any of our expectations.

Most of all though, it was Lynda who vocalized what she was experiencing, in "ooooohhhs" and "aaaaahhs" and guttural groans and growls the likes and variety of which I'd never heard emanate from her before.

I had reached around and grasped Lynda's ample breasts, and squeezed her nipples just the way she liked; while Denny and I took turns french kissing her. At one point, both our tongues were in her mouth probing at the same time, as she surrendered herself completely to us.

The mutual ecstasy we were feeling did not last nearly long enough, however. Or at least, it was such bliss, that it seemed to be over much too quickly.

As Denny neared orgasm, he became more vocal, more forceful; Lynda and I both felt him approaching the point of no return. I could feel her tighten her grip, instinctively, and our black stallion thrust even harder into her; and I watched his eyes grow wider at the moment before they both went over the edge together.

I just held on to my baby and kissed the back of her neck, as Denville emptied his seed deep into her while her whole body shuddered between us, absorbing his load from probably the largest cock that had ever penetrated her womb. His thrusts reverberated through her and down onto me, and I could feel Lynda's muscles spasm involuntarily on my cock as she quaked from her own orgasm; pinned between her two men and bred mercilessly in both holes.

Denny punctuated it nicely by burying his larger-than-life tongue deep into Lynda's mouth, and as she attempted to contain that, her saliva overflowed and dripped down the side of her cheeks and neck to where I gleefully licked it off.

I felt honored to hold them both above me, as they continued probing each others' mouths in an extended deep-french kiss, in their moment of post-orgasmic bliss.

We just laid there for a few minutes, until our heavy breathing had subsided; and Denville lifted himself up but as yet not uncoupled from Lynda. He smiled down at both of us, and told us that that was one of the most intense experiences he'd ever had in his life.

We replied in kind.

"That's the first time Lynda's ever had two at once," I replied, "and wow, you were definitely the right person."

Lynda echoed my comments and then some.

"Oh Denny. That was overwhelming. Feeling you release into me, with Mark fucking my asshole, just pushed me over the edge. Other than Mark, I have never been able to cum WITH someone like that. You are an amazing man, Mr. Jones."

Meanwhile, I had wriggled out of Lynda's ass and slipped off the condom. I had not cum yet, and I wanted to get a taste of both of my partners before they had any other ideas. Lynda must have read my mind.

"May I have the pleasure of cleaning off your cock, Mr. Jones?"

"Why, sure Madam..."

Denny went to get up to get a washcloth, but both of us climbed onto his legs preventing his escape.

"No no, this way, Denny," said Lynda, leaning down to suck him dry.

I joined her, and together we lapped all of his cream and her sweet cum off of him and had him squeaky clean in no time.

"One more treat left," said Lynda, opening her legs for me.

She was just dripping, and I slurped up her delicious cream pie as she pushed more and more from deep within her.

Denny started stroking me as I was finishing cleaning up my lovely wife Lynda, then joined me, asking if there was anything left. I backed off, letting him lick the last of her out as a gesture of good will.

"Boys, boys, BOYS!" cried our lady of the night as she finally pulled Denny's head away from her pulsating snatch. "I am TOTALLY spent - I fear I am at the end of my line for this evening. You have taken care of me like I have never been before. But I am now at the point where I must have a break!"

Poor Lynda was perhaps a bit overstimulated, and Denny and I WOULD have kept licking her had she not waved us off.

Denny and I looked at each other, then down at my still demanding erection, as though it were the 'elephant in the room'.

"May I, Mark?" Denny asked politely. I knew exactly what he had in mind.

"I would be most delighted, kind sir."

I laid back against the head of the bed, beside Lynda, and watched as Denny went to work, bathing my cock with his talented mouth. All the way down to my balls and puckered asshole he went, and licked and sucked his way back up the underside with Lynda watching intently.

She had never taken a back seat, as it were; always participating in some way when another man did this to me. But this time, she just watched, perhaps knowing that there was something special about him. Something she should know.

His middle finger started making little ring-like circles around my sphincter, then probing me, maybe an inch or so, in and out in time with my invasions into and out of his mouth. Gradually, he let me take over control of the rhythm... and I reached down and held his head as I had done earlier.

Lynda moved in a bit closer, and propped her head up up on one elbow. But still, she made no effort to intervene - just to get a better perspective from which to watch this magic man do his thing.

Denny's middle finger found pay dirt, and he started gyrating the pad of it in a most enjoyable way over my prostate. Not too hard, as to prompt that familiar urge to urinate, but just enough to resonate with the orgasmic feelings that were swirling all around down there; building and building like a wave nearing shore and getting ready to break.

My mouth involuntarily opened, I had realized, as I was moaning and drooling down my chin; so lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Denny's sucking became more pronounced, more intense; signaling he wanted what I had inside me, inside of him.

I was almost there, and had to ask, just to be sure.

"Denny, can I cum in your mouth?"

He hummed an enthusiastic "Mmm hmm!" indicating that he positively DID want that, and - as if to punctuate his affirmative response - started moaning and sucking me even harder.

I released any remaining inhibitions I might have harbored (as if I had any in the first place) and began fucking his mouth as though I owned him now, thrusting in and out at whatever pace I chose; and he was giving me the best suction anyone has ever given me in a blowjob. If I could have made it last forever, I would still be there now, pumping into and out of his throat; and these passages would yet to have been written.

But, you are reading them, so it stands to reason that all good things indeed did "cum to an end".

My head flew back, and I fell over the edge of that great orgasmic plateau, giving in to our mutual hunger for this most intimate exchange. We both moaned in unison as I exploded into him with that first jet of hot man-cream he had worked so diligently for.

In the ultimate act of submission that one man can give another, he took my full load into his mouth and swallowed all but a small drop, that appeared at his lower lip and rolled down his chin. I swear I must have spasmed seven times, with him massaging my prostate like that, coaxing even more cum from within me than I could have otherwise ejaculated. It was utterly amazing.

When my spasms had subsided, he just slowly sucked my shaft deep into his throat, maintaining eye contact with me and taking great care not to overstimulate me. We men are SO sensitive at this time, right after we ejaculate. But the way he did it, it felt so amazing, that my erection took several minutes to subside, and I got past that oversensitivity to the point that it started to feel pleasurable again.

When he finally released my penis from his mouth, he joined Lynda in a kiss; and she made fast work of that little dribble on his chin.

I laid back totally spent and watched them through glazed eyes as they continued to kiss and frolic about my groin area, licking me clean.

"Oh my... you are VERY good mister Jones..." I said, beginning to come back to Earth.

"And you, sir, were indescribably delicious."

"As was the creampie you prepared for me earlier!" I replied, to which we all shared a laugh.

"Well, maybe you could make me one tomorrow?" Denny boldly suggested.

"I'm all over it."

"May I ask you a personal question, Denny?" Lynda interjected.

"Of course."

Lynda moved onto him in an aggressive pose and flashed one of those naughty grins that usually precede something diabolical.

"Are you OK with being anally penetrated?"

Denny laughed out loud and once again, made us all laugh with him. His jovial nature was infectious and you couldn't help but being uplifted in his presence.

"By either of you? Of course I am! Elise and I had played many times like that, with a fake dick; and I lost my virginity that way to Leo - as did he to me. So I've had enough experience to at least 'know the ropes', as they say. What did you have in mind?"

Lynda glanced at both of us, then used her most sultry voice to reply.

"I have never watched two men... FUCK... before. Just sit back, and be a spectator to that. I would dearly love to watch the two of you do that for me."

Denny and I looked at each other, then I broke the silence.

"I would love to try it with you Denny, top or bottom. Hell, both!"

"Well, why don't we give the lady a show she won't forget tomorrow then?"

"A show needs a director!" Lynda jumped in.

"This IS getting interesting!" Denny responded. Both of our cocks were rising back to life as we started wondering what curve balls Lynda might throw our way.

We decided we should recess for the rest of the evening as Denny had material to present at his conference the next morning.

"I will be out of here by seven o'clock, but should be back around two or three. These things usually wind down by mid-afternoon, so I should be back by then."

"We'll be waiting!" answered Lynda.

"Indeed we will!" I said. "Indeed, we will."

To be continued in Chapter Two