Adventure Back on the Bayou: An Erotic Adventures Book II

by T. S. Hill

  Not to be outdone, Rosita guided my cock carefully into her mouth and then slowly lowered her lips down it’s shaft, until they were against my pelvis and nut sack. She moved her head over my cock in a slight, circular motion, and then retreated, gasping herself, as Lori gripped my shaft to take another turn. Lori then eagerly plunged her mouth over the now swollen, scarlet head, attacking it with her tongue from all directions.

  As Rosita once again caught her breath, she opened her mouth over my shaft, and began exploring its length with forceful tongue play. I pulled the two fingers of each hand, from inside each woman’s drenched pussy-cunt, and extending them to either side of their clits, and began to toy up and down, as well as side to side with their engorged womanhood. Their reactions were a tensing of their bodies, and an increased intensity, and force, applied by their hungry tongues and lips to my ready cock.

  Both women brought a hand to my scrotum, and each gently massaged, pulled, and tugged, at first one testicle, and then the other, before grasping them both in a soft gentle fondling motion. Their other hands shared in firmly clasping the base and midsection of my cock’s shaft, their fingers partially encircling its pulsing girth, and tugging it upward toward their open hovering mouths.

  My entire body tingled, and I bit and nipped at their feet and toes that were before my face. Then, as though they had lost patience, and mutually agreed, they both suddenly plunged their open mouths together around the upper end of my quivering cock, engulfing it’s flaring head between the lips of their two mouths. It was as though one steaming hot mouth with two tongues, had suddenly encased my cock head. Their lips pressed tightly around my bulging cock, as their tongues lashed, and fought, against, both my cock, and each other.

  Neither my mind nor body would withstand any further ecstatic stimulation, and I felt the building pressure of the ejaculate in my loins, burst through my last effort to control it. The huge surge from my pelvis pushed the first enormous cum load through my willing cock, and it gushed into my combined lover’s shared mouth, drenching her teeth and tongues, and flooding her cheeks, so that the two women that formed her, had to part their lips, to swallow and breath.

  The second load of cum launched from deep within me, as my lover’s dual hands, sensing its imminent arrival, guided the head of my cock toward Rosita’s aroused face. This second huge, mass of cum, launched from my cock with such force, that it splattered between and across her eyebrows, up her forehead, and down the sides of her regal nose.

  The third mass of surging cum hit Rosita’s teeth and lips, as she was reopening her mouth from swallowing. Then as she finished opening her mouth, the fourth surge streamed across her nostrils and upper lip, and immediately began oozing and dripping back onto my cock. The fifth and final load was delivered directly onto her tongue, lower lip, and chin.

  Rosita began licking her tongue around her lips and outer edges of her mouth, gathering as much of the cum on her tongue as she could with each lick, before hungrily bringing it back into her mouth to swallow. While she was busy with this process, Lori plunged her mouth back over the head of my cock, licking, sucking, and milking the remainder of cum from my still erect shaft.

  When she was satisfied with having cleaned my cock of any remaining ejaculate, both women turned their attention to wiping my semen from Rosita’s face with their index fingers, and then licking it from their fingers. Intermittently, they generously fed each other their cum loaded fingers, which each eagerly wrapped their mouth over, slowly drawing it from between their pursed lips.

  In the midst of this swapping cum laden fingers, they both grabbed the sides of each other’s head and smashed their mouths together in a forceful, passionate, kiss, which smeared cum across both of their faces. When their kiss broke, they frantically began licking the smeared semen from each other’s face, and then quickly fell back into a deep and passionate kiss.

  Although I was still giving their clits, the best efforts of my fingers, they simultaneously withdrew, and moved to the foot of the bed, immediately assuming a sixty-nine position across the breadth of the bed. Rosita took the bottom position and Lori took to the dominate top. When they were in position, each arched their pussy-cunt between their flayed legs toward the other’s face, and then with a panicked urgency, each of them plunged and burrowed their cum glistening face, into the hot juicy lips, of the other’s twat.

  I lay still, spent and exhausted, as my glazed eyes watched their sexual hunger unfold into a drama of frenetic fulfillment. First Rosita, and then Lori began to pour out their orgasm to the other, with me as the sole audience member. Watching intently, I silently applauded their singular performance, as the closing curtains of ecstasy engulfed them as a whole and complete act. I felt that I finally, at least partially, understood the women’s obsession with my cum being deposited on their faces. Lori wasn’t only sharing Rosita with me, but also sharing me with Rosita.

  As they lay totally spent, one atop the other, their arms entwined around the other’s legs, with their mouths still pressed against the lips of the other’s pussy-cunt; my mental camera, framed, and took the shot, that was to be my souvenir program from this magical evening of erotic theater. It was at this moment, which I became aware, that even after ejecting a massive load of semen, my cock was still turgid and fully erect. However, I was too spent to do anything with it, and I immediately drifted into the unconscious land of blissful sleep.

  Chapter Eight

  A Surprise within a Surprise,

  with a Surprise

  Sometimes in trading places, we find our places.

  I was still in the same position the next morning when I awoke; my head propped by a pillow beneath, flat on my back, arms and legs outspread. Only now, there was an amazingly hot, naked, beautiful, woman on either side of me, both resting their heads on my chest and shoulders. They were laying front down, with their hands clasped together in the center of my chest. Both of their pert asses were turned up, proudly displaying their shapely buns. Each had a shapely tanned or mocha leg thrown over one of my outstretched legs, and between those, my morning wood was proudly standing erect.

  Wondering if I would ever in my future be so fortunate as to experience anything like this again, I made another mental snapshot, and wondered if I could get two mental images, just in case. Laying still for as long as possible, I listened to the wonderful women breath, while visually drinking in the sheer beauty, and marveling at what lay before me.

  Finally, I couldn’t any longer resist the urge to relieve my straining bladder, and eased my arms from beneath the sleeping royalty. Easing their legs from mine, I crawled between them to the foot of the bed, and slid off to my feet. When I turned to look at them, Lori and Rosita were cuddled in the middle of the bed, nose touching nose, with their beautiful arms and legs wrapped around each other.

  The chill from the air-conditioner prompted me to lift the comforter from where it had slid off of the foot of the bed, to gently cover them. As I tucked the edge of the comforter to their chins, and planted a light kiss on each of their exposed cheeks, they both released a slow sigh of satisfaction, and cuddled in even closer to each other. Leaving toward the bathroom, I paused to have a last glance at the lovely sleeping queen and princess.

  Having relieved my bladder, my morning wood began to reside, and that reminded me of my continued erection after ejaculating with Lori and Rosita the night before. I was thinking on this as I stumbled into the kitchen naked, bringing my clothes with me. I had intended to dress after making coffee. However, in my morning stupor, I had walked all the way across the kitchen to the coffee pot, and flipped it on, before it registered in my brain that Aug was sitting at my kitchen table.

  “You couldn’t have started the coffee?”, I asked him.

  “You couldn’t have put on some clothes before saying good morning?”, he replied.

  “I probably will!”, I crossly quipped back.

  “There’s got to be something wrong Aug, if you’re over here pulling
my chain this early in the morning. What is it?”

  “It’s not early!”, Aug shot back. “It was almost seven when I left to come over here!”

  “What time is it now?”, I asked, throwing my clothes on the table and pulling out a chair.

  “Almost seven.”, he flatly replied.

  “You’re right.”, I quipped back at him. “It’s not early! It’s almost seven!” I dropped into the chair, and immediately winced at the sensation of the cold seat against my bare ass and nut sack.

  “Oh, shit! That’s fucking cold.”, I mumbled, snatching my shirt off of the table, and quickly stuffing it between my ass and the cold seat. Between the scotches last night, and the work over that Lori and Rosita had given me, I got out of bed feeling, just a bit, hung over.

  I tried to remember what I had, since meeting Lori, jokingly called feeling hung over from sex, and couldn’t think of it. I kept thinking “a fucking over”, or “a fuck over”, or “a sex over”. I couldn’t remember what Lori and I had called being hung over from excessive sex, except that after last night, I knew there was no such thing as excessive sex.

  In my daze, I had momentarily forgotten Aug’s presence. When I snapped back from hung over, and sexed over, land, I looked at him and spoke.

  “Aug, if there’s something wrong, don’t tell me, until the coffee’s done, and I’ve had at least a few sips.”

  “There’s nothing wrong Tagg.”, Aug assured me.

  “Well then, I’m sure it can keep until I’ve had my coffee.”, I responded.

  “What if there really was something wrong?”, Aug shot back. “Would you really make me wait until you had your coffee?”

  “Probably not!”, I crossly answered him. “But I’d sure as hell try!” I sat quietly, waiting for the coffee ready signal to sound, and Aug sat drumming his fingers on the table, all the while knowing, from past experience, that trying to talk to me before I had my coffee, was pointless.

  The ready alarm sounded at last, and I rose, poured myself a mug full of straight, black, Columbian, then leaning back against the kitchen counter, took my first sip. Aug sensing that intelligent conversation wasn’t so far away now, crossed his leg over his knee, and leaned his chair back on the rear two legs. He began slowly rocking it back and forward, balancing the ensemble with his one foot on the floor. “You want a cup, Aug?”, I asked.

  “Nah, I already had mine.”, he drawled. “Thanks just the same though.” Just as I was taking my second sip from my mug, Lori stumbled into the kitchen in my bath robe, holding it tightly wrapped across her, against the chilly air. She didn’t see Aug, until after Rosita sleepily appeared beside her, fresh out of the bed, and completely naked, staring at the floor.

  When she finally spotted Aug, Lori squealed loudly in a high pitch, while at the same time, Aug having spotted Rosita, bug-eyedly shouted, “Hooooleeee Shiiiiiit!” This made Rosita look up, and scream at a blood curdling pitch, that rang my ears.

  “¡Señor Aug!”, Rosita, screamed in panic, jumping behind Lori. Lori in her half-dazed state, and seeking to hide and protect Rosita from this stranger’s, now wide prying eyes, jerked her robe open wide to shield Rosita behind her, mindlessly exposing her own nakedness to Aug.

  Aug lost the precarious balance of his chair, and waving his arms wildly, with his eyes wide with shock, surprise, and fear, slowly flipped backwards until the back of his chair slammed flat against the floor. Aug tumbled through a backwards summersault, and lay still on the floor for a few seconds. I shifted my eyes from Aug to Lori, who was still holding the robe open, with outstretched hands, with Rosita peeping over her shoulder.

  “Why don’t you girls go get a shower, and I’ll have coffee waiting for you in the bedroom when you get out.”, I calmly told them, taking another sip from my mug. “Aug, you break anything?”, I asked him nonchalantly, as the girls skittered away.

  “No Tagg! I think your damn chair’s alright!”, he answered grumpily, getting up from the floor.

  “Well how about you then?”, I asked in a flat tone. “You doing alright?”

  “Hell, I thought I was, until I saw all this!”, he continued to grouse, as he up righted the overturned chair, and sat back down in it in a huffed manner. Then he snatched up his straw cowboy hat from the kitchen table where it had been laying, and forcefully crammed it down on his unruly, straw blond head.

  “Tagg, what the fuck are you doing here?”

  “Yep! That’s exactly what I’m doing.”, I drawled.

  “What the hell are you talking about doing Tagg?”, Aug mumbled back at me.

  “What do you think I’ve been doing?”, I shot back at him.

  “I think you’ve spent the night trying, or actually having, your way with those two lovely ladies.”, he said in a forthright manner.

  “Then what did I say to start with Aug?”

  “You said, “Yep! That’s exactly what I’m doi…”.” Aug stopped mid-word and cut his eyes at me. “Tagg, don’t fuck with me like that, this morning! I’ve got some serious shit to discuss with you! And, besides, I didn’t know that you and Rosita were, you know...”, he trailed off.

  “We weren’t.”, I quipped back at him.

  “Oh, well then, who’s the other girl? Rosita’s girl friend?”

  “But we are now.”, I finished my answer.

  “No shit!”, Aug exclaimed, “I always thought that you and her, and you know...”

  “Yes, and mine too!”, I interrupted him, answering his question.

  “Mine too what? Tagg! You’re fucking with me again! Stop it!”

  “My girlfriend too. The other girl is Lori, and she’s my girlfriend too.”

  “Your girlfriend too, also in addition to Rosita being your girlfriend; or she’s Rosita’s girlfriend, and your girlfriend too?”

  “Yes! And yes!”, I replied. Aug was silent for a minute in thought.

  “Okay.”, he finally said. “No offense here, but let me clarify this for my own understanding. The two girls are girlfriends and both of the girls are your girlfriend?”

  “Yep!”, I replied.

  “Not to pry, but being friends and all, you can tell me in confidence maybe. So, do they do each other, and then separately they each do you?”

  “We all three do each other, all at once. Just one, big, happy, naked, pile of two women and me. They do each other, they do me, and I do them, all at once! All at the same time!” Aug looked puzzled for a moment.

  “Explain to me slowly, so that I can understand it, just how that all comes about.”, he said.

  “Aug please!”, I finally yelled at him. “I’ve already told you more than is anybody’s business! You’ve got the picture here, okay? And this is nobody’s business but mine! You know because you’re my best friend and confidant. Everybody has to have one of those, and you’re mine. But keep this between us okay?”

  “What about Sally? If you want me to, I’ll keep it secret from her too, but I won’t like it.”

  “Yeah, you can tell Sally. She’s probably tighter lipped than you. But swear her to secrecy on my behalf! She owes me that favor.”

  “What favor?”, Aug asked.

  “Oh, for fucks sake Aug! This favor!”, I almost shouted at him.

  “Well she’s my wife Tagg! I gotta take care of her!”

  “I know, Aug. I just figure maybe she owes me a favor. No particular reason. Maybe I actually owe her one, you know?”

  “Yeah, I know, Tagg. Listen, do you need a building contractor for anything?”

  “What?”, I asked Aug.

  “Well you see, Sally’s expecting, well we are actually, me and her, we’re having a baby, the doc says. Soon too! Like in another seven months! Don’t know what it is yet, but it’s a baby alright. So, Tag, do you need a contractor?”

  “You and Sally are pregnant?”, I shouted. “I’m going to be an uncle?”

  “Well not in the technical sense, I’m not personally pregnant. But, for our purposes, hell yeah!”, Aug said e
nthusiastically, grinning big.

  “Fuck! Aug! This calls for a drink! You wanna scotch?”

  “Tagg. It’s seven fucking o’ clock in the morning! Scotch?”

  “Yeah, you’re right!”, I shouted at him excitedly. Why aren’t you more excited?”,

  “Tagg, we’ve known for a couple of months now. We’re still excited, just not shouting and drinking scotch at seven in the morning excited.”

  “Yeah I forgot how long I was gone. Well fucking congrats bro! I’m so happy for you and Sally! And me too! I’m going to be an uncle! Damn!”

  “Thanks, Tagg! Now tell me, do you need a good building contractor?”

  “Aug, please tell me what the fucking contractor is all about, quickly! Because, if I ever want to get laid again in this lifetime, I need to get coffee in to the womenfolk.”

  “We’ve got to build on to the tree house to make room for the baby. I wondered if you need any building done too, because the contractor says we could save by splitting the set-up costs, if we both happen to need an addition or some extensive remodeling. That’s it. Do you need a good contractor Tagg?”

  “Actually, yes. I’m running out of space too. It seems my business may be expanding, and my little office probably isn’t going to be big enough anymore. Plus, I need more storage space, and a second way up and down from here besides the one stairway. And, I’ve got another girl coming in this evening or tonight that very well could end up staying here long term also. Plus, probably, or hopefully, maybe Rosita. Lori is definitely going to be here permanently. I better get at least another bedroom, or two, and another bath room, added to the north side. So, the short answer is, yes. Who’s the contractor?”

  “I haven’t completely figured that out yet, but he’ll be good and he’ll be reasonable.”, Aug replied