They pounded away in the night.
She jerked my hand tighter, began to shudder again and orgasmed nice and loud and satisfying.
He slowed for a few strokes, let her get some breath back, and went straight back to hard and fast. Another minute and he came with a great grunt into her, deep but nowhere near as long. He wasn’t used to three anymore.
Collapsing, they cooled down together. I leaned in and kissed Tolani. I leaned in and kissed my husband. Glad for them both. They just lay there, still gasping.
“I waited until like the last minute to come on to you guys. Because that way, if you freaked, I will be gone; some people are all weird about this kind of stuff, fucking together, you never know. And we won’t have to see each other on Saturdays any more when I get back. So that’ll be OK. But I’m real glad you guys didn’t freak.”
“You don’t have to. Really, It’s OK, I’m fine.”
“Yes, I do. Have to. Plus, I want to, Tolani.”
I lay on top of her, kissing her soft and tender and all over her lips, her nose, her eyes. Practising, actually. Practising soft. I hadn’t said anything to her. Or to him, for that matter. I hadn’t repeated any of my foolish boasting about wanting to screw another woman, have her shudder and moan below my tongue. But she knew.
And I certainly hadn’t said anything about my ‘issues’ either. But she knew.
I kissed her lips, then that cute little dimple a fraction below, then her chin. Lifted it and leaned into her neck. Hadn’t slid down an inch toward her warm and wet crotch. Yet. But she knew.
She whispered permission. Gave me an excuse, a way out. I didn’t take it; I just started my journey. Down. On a woman.
A tiny fraction at a time, meandering across her chest and breasts, pausing at those fabulous nipples, so alive under my lips and tongue, practising some more. Then down again. Very aware, without needing to look, that my husband, right beside me in our bed, was watching as I kissed my way downward, and loving it.
Tummy, as silky soft below my lips as her labia, had been below my fingers. Bigger steps now. Navel.
I gave that delightful little hollow some close attention, loving how it felt shuddering as she giggled. Then down more, heading southwards. Her fingers tightened suddenly, right at the base of my skull. Holding me still.
Giving me one last excuse to stop, or at least pause. Think things over some more. I did for a second, then pushed right through it.
Right as her skin suddenly quivered below my lips, I took a very deep breath. Breathe; that’s the key. Keep breathing.
Her knees came up around my shoulders, and I got my arms down, around her and out, gripping her silken thighs right at the hipbone. They rose around me as I slid another inch closer. Back to not thinking, trying not to think.
Feel. Feel all that smooth downy warm flesh all around me, enveloping my head. Holding myself up and over her, I rubbed my cheeks and ears on one, then the other. Feel. Feels good.
Breathe. Smell. Inhale her scent, now inches away. Moments away, and him too, and yes, I thought, that did help. Don’t think.
I turned and kissed a thigh. Then the other. Savouring? Or delaying? Don’t think.
Lean forward, eyes now closed, no need anymore. I can feel her heat radiating up and out on my face.
Touch her and him, spread in a thick layer on her labia, with just the tiniest tip of my tongue. Tasty. She’s right, boys and girls together, the best flavour there is, someone should bottle that. Sweet and musky and salty and dark and mysterious all at once.
She had caught her breath at the tiny little touch of my tongue. I was thrilled at that.
I tried my best to remember her tongue on me, do just like that. Remember, flow and think of nothing else.
Got a deep breath and held it. Heard my husband do the same beside me. Smile. It’s going to be fine. Suddenly calm, no more hesitation. I could do this.
Lick. Straight up, starting as low as I could reach, straight up, as soft as I can touch, straight up, wet and steady as her innermost lips part below me moving up and I dipped in slightly at the vaginal opening tasting a sudden spurt of salt no pausing as I bump soft and light nothing but butterflies on my mind over her clit and then the hood and finally out the very top as far as I can reach no hesitation at all.
Eyes closed and tongue still out, holding the moment as long as I could. My first pussylick.
I let out my breath; it was going to be fine. My husband let out his breath, I’ll just fill the other of his deepest fantasies. Tolani let out her breath, getting comfy below my hands and lips and tongue. “Oooooo…….” she cooed.
I pulled my tongue back inside my mouth and moved it all around, tasted her vulva all over again, her and him together; wow that’s good and swallowed it down.
Quick smile for her, quick smile for him, another breath for me, do it again. Even softer, slower. She stroked one side of my head, he the other. That felt nice. Encouraging.
I tried to flick my lip on her clit; now standing up, I was very gratified to see. Like a guy’s erection, girls can’t fake that. So it’s always a compliment. She giggled above me, so I did it again. Nice.
Enough with her for the moment, time for some of him. I slid my t0ngue out, down, and eased it through her opening, prying her open, getting my lips firmly onto her lips and then gently sucking his semen from her vagina, his familiar taste mixed with so many unfamiliar sensations, it was electric all over again.
She moaned, just a little. Softly. Another good sign.
Tongue in deeper, wiggling it around a little, lips pressing firmly. Feeling her warmth again, all around me, below me, salt flooding into my mouth.
Suck. Very gently.
Gather as much as I can, exploring her depths, feeling her moving around me. Squeezing onto me just as softly, opening and thighs working together to hold me softly inside her vagina.
Break, move back, breathe.
Smile at her. Smile at him, looking at me in wonder, my face between another woman’s legs.
Open wide and show off for him a little. Tongue way out, look what I’ve got! Tip back, let it slide in, and swallow it down. Smiling wide, oh, that’s good.
So down for some more.
Tongue deep inside her, careful to keep my nose from bumping into her clit; I know it’s very sensitive now, circle inside her like she did me.
Sucking and gathering, she starts to move her bottom, and squeeze herself onto my ears. Push in hard and wide, spreading her, filling her. Her fingers slide between us, helping me out; I let them; her vagina is wonderful, and I want to stay deep inside it. So soft and warm and deep.
I add pushing to circling, finding a rhythm, and trying to keep it.
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