by Diane Thorne
“Anything underneath?” Susan curled her lips on one side.
Gwen gave her a sly smile. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Hmm…” Susan’s gaze lowered. “Judging from the set of eyes staring at me from your chest, I gather there is nothing.”
A knock sounded from the door, stealing their attention.
“I’ll answer it.” Jonathan headed for the exit.
Susan clasped Gwen’s hand. “Come on. Let’s have a seat.”
She tugged Gwen towards the furniture while Jonathan opened the main door. Gwen stepped around the coffee table then stopped when Susan did. They both sat on the striped sofa with little space between them.
Glass clinked softly as Jonathan pushed a cart to a spot behind the chairs. The top shelf held a three-tier dessert server, a two-levelled stand with fruit, cups and a teapot. The midsection of the cart contained three round silver canisters.
“We ordered the ham dinner, which comes with stewed potatoes and steamed vegetables. Should we start with our dinners first?” Jonathan shifted his gaze to his wife.
“No, I’m in the mood for something sweet.” Susan turned to Gwen. “Perhaps now would be a good time to shed our clothes.”
Susan rose and untied the belt of her robe. As she pushed the cloth off her shoulders, Gwen stood. Staring at his naked wife, Jonathan set the dessert server on the table. His gaze shifted when Gwen lifted her dress. She pulled it over her head then set the gown on the arm of the sofa.
Jonathan eyed Gwen and his wife. “Dessert is looking good.”
Susan turned to Gwen. “I couldn’t agree more.”
Gwen couldn’t help but smile. The two were so playful and naughty. She enjoyed their company. She sat on the sofa as Susan reached for one of the pastries.
“Mm… I’m going to start with this one,” Susan said, lifting the square sweet with a red jelly in the centre.
Jonathan lowered onto the chair across from Gwen. He watched his wife dip her finger into the goo. His legs were spread wide and his arms flat on the armrests.
Susan sat next to Gwen. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” She rubbed the glob on one of Gwen’s hard nipples.
A tingle branched out within Gwen when Susan touched her. Susan circled and coated Gwen’s nipple before she delved her finger back into the pastry. She gathered another clump of the substance.
“There.” Susan smothered the gelatine over Gwen’s other erect bud. “One for Jonathan and one for me.”
Gwen raised her arms and leaned against the sofa, arching her back and thrusting her girls forward. “I hope I’m not too sweet for the two of you.”
Jonathan stood and removed his shirt. He walked around the table. “There’s no such thing as too sweet.” He tossed his shirt on top of Gwen’s dress.
“I agree.”
Susan bit into half of the small dessert. “Mm,” she mumbled while she chewed. She placed the remaining portion near Gwen’s mouth. When Gwen parted her lips, Susan fed the treat to her.
The soft crust crumbled when Gwen ate the pastry. A strawberry flavour grazed her tongue. Now she recognised the coloured goo.
Jonathan sat next to Gwen and lifted her right tit. “What flavour is it?”
Gwen looked at Susan. The blonde cupped Gwen’s left breast while she looked at her husband. “You’ll have to taste to find out.”
Susan stuck her tongue out and licked Gwen’s nipple. The brush excited Gwen. Her pulse jumped and spark of desire shot to her southern region. Jonathan lowered and covered her bud. He suckled and flicked it while Susan licked the other. Warmth coiled below Gwen’s navel, energized by the erotic charges spreading through her. Jonathan set his palm on her inner thigh. Heat from his touch rushed to her pussy. She wriggled slightly as she enjoyed the pleasure they were giving her, but mostly because she wanted more.
“God, this feels good,” Gwen said.
Jonathan released her nipple. “Breasts are one of my favourite desserts. Of course, I prefer this.” He moved his hand to her pussy and slipped a finger inside.
Gwen bit her lip while he grazed her clit. The simple touch lit a fiery need within her.
Susan lifted her head. “Before we move to the main treat, I have something for you to snack on.”
She twisted and took another pastry from the tray. The round, crusted Danish had a soft dark centre. She delved her finger into the soft middle then handed the sweet to Gwen.
“See for yourself if it’s good.” Susan put the glob on one of her girls.
Gwen dipped her finger into the pastry and gathered the dark gel. The slightly gritty texture and colour made her suspect the flavour was either black or blueberry. As Gwen lifted her covered finger, Susan leaned against the sofa. Gwen spread the soft substance around the stiff centre of Susan’s clean breast.
“Take a bite,” Susan said.
Gwen bit into the small Danish. The crust crumbled under her teeth and blueberry gelatine slid over her tongue. “Mm… Good.”
Jonathan stood then walked around the coffee table. He sat next to his wife with his gaze directed at her chest. “I wonder what this one will taste like.” Wasting no time, he took her soiled tit into his mouth.
Susan shook her head. “Men are too impatient.”
Gwen held the treat up and Susan parted her lips. Gwen fed the dessert to Susan but before she could pull her fingers away, Susan captured Gwen’s thumb. Instead of chewing on the pastry, Susan sucked on Gwen’s finger.
Susan closed her eyes briefly. “Mm.”
The delicate and wet caress revved Gwen’s desire. She stared at Susan’s dirty nipple and her mouth watered. She wanted to suck on the bud and make Susan moan. Make her feel as horny as Gwen was feeling. The minute Susan let go of Gwen’s thumb Gwen did exactly that. She latched onto Susan’s girl and sucked on it. The taste of blueberry filled her mouth again. She nibbled on Susan’s hard tip, making her moan.
Susan arched her back. “Fuck, that feels good.”
Gwen cleaned Susan’s breast and continued to play with it. She glanced at Jonathan and found him doing the same. He slid his hand down Susan’s belly then between her legs. She parted them and he pushed his fingers into her slit. When she groaned, he lifted his head.
“Ready for me to try this yet?” he asked, and Gwen let go of Susan’s tit.
Susan tilted her head and gazed at the dessert server. “I’m ready, but let me add a little sweetener.”
Jonathan scooted to the side as Susan rose and claimed another pastry. The one she selected this time had a creamy yellow centre. She gathered a clump on her finger and faced Gwen. “Spread your legs.”
Gwen lifted her right leg and set her foot on the edge of the sofa before she widened the gap between her thighs.
Susan stared at Gwen’s treat. “That’s perfect.”
Gwen’s heart accelerated when Susan slid her finger with the gel on it into Gwen’s pussy. Gwen had thought Susan would rub the gel on her inner thigh, not inside her. Susan circled her clit then moved her finger lower. Hot lust swarmed through Gwen.
“There, that should sweeten things up.” Susan kissed Gwen. “Don’t you think?”
Gwen nodded. She was speechless and overly slick between her legs.
Susan sat next to Gwen and collected more of the creamy filling from the dessert with her finger. “This is for you to enjoy. Double the pleasure you might say.” She widened her legs then spread the goo inside her.
Jonathan stood and stared at both of them with hungry eyes. “Two sweet pussies for me to eat. I must be in heaven.” He lowered to his knees before them.
Susan propped her leg on the sofa similar to the way Gwen had. Jonathan’s gaze moved from one woman to the other as if he were formulating a plan for devouring them. He leaned towards his wife, grabbed one of her breasts, then lapped at her slit.
Susan dropped her head back on the sofa and moaned. “I can never tire of this.”
Gwen watched as Jonathan dragged his tongue up his wife’s p
ussy again and again. Susan’s body stiffened as if she were a rubber band being stretched. She arched her back while he fondled one of her tits. How long would it take for her snap? At the rate Jonathan was cleaning her, Gwen suspected Susan would reach her climax soon.
Jonathan met her gaze. “You taste exquisite.” He kissed her inner thigh then nipped it. “Now for my other treat.”
Susan took hold of his hand and pressed it to her pussy. “Double the pleasure, love.”
He pushed his fingers inside her and she moaned.
“That’s it. Now eat your other dessert,” Susan said.
He moved between Gwen’s legs and eyed his prize. With a slight curl to his lips, he lowered and sank his tongue inside Gwen.
The initial brush acted like an electrical charge. Each following stroke sent current after current rushing through her body. Yearning quickly consumed her every thought. Her body hungered for more pleasure. Long licks brought her closer and closer to her release. Need burned within her. Then he lifted his head and thrust several fingers inside her.
“Come for me, ladies,” he said as he pumped into both of them.
Gwen rolled her head to face Susan. When their gazes met, Susan gripped Gwen’s hand and squeezed it. Gwen sensed Susan’s climax was near from the strength of her grasp. Jonathan slid his fingers in and out. He thumbed Gwen’s clit, circling and massaging it. The pressure overwhelmed Gwen. She longed to break free. And she did. Gwen’s inner muscles contracted.
“Oh, yes. Yes.” Gwen gasped.
Susan’s grasp tightened. “Fuck me. God. Yes.”
Gwen held still while her orgasm pulsed and sent calming ripples through her body. As she lessened her clasp of Susan’s hand, Gwen noticed her friend was doing the same thing.
“It is such a turn on to feel two women coming together.” Jonathan held a wide grin.
Gwen faced Susan. “This was a great idea.”
“Yes, but the main entrée always follows the appetiser.” Susan winked at her then faced her husband. “Grab a condom and we’ll meet you in the bedroom.”
Jonathan slowly withdrew from them. As he rose, Gwen noticed the sizable bulge in his pants. He stepped around the coffee table and headed for the bedroom. She hoped to see and feel the hidden object in the very near future.
Susan tugged on Gwen’s hand. “Come on. I believe you owe me an orgasm.”
She stood and followed the path Jonathan had taken towards the room. Gwen walked behind Susan and noticed Susan’s butt jiggling. The sight made her smile and she was half tempted to smack her ass.
Susan let go of Gwen’s hand after they entered the bedroom. Gwen stopped and glanced around. The suite had a different set up from Gwen’s room except for the placement of the lavatory. Bluish wallpaper with a gold design surrounded her from floor to ceiling. Curtains with the same pattern hung to the sides of the window. The large four-poster bed consumed most of the space. A recliner in the corner faced the door and a long dresser took up the majority of one wall.
Susan sat on the bed. “It’s an ugly pattern. Don’t you think?”
“Well, I wouldn’t have selected it.”
“Come here.” Susan extended her arm.
Gwen moved towards her and slid her fingers into Susan’s grasp. Susan rose and placed Gwen’s palm on one of her tits.
“Did you enjoy sucking on this?” Susan cupped her girls.
“I did. You have nice breasts.”
Susan chuckled. “Please. These tits are too small. Yours, on the other hand, are quite delightful.” She groped Gwen’s breasts.
Gwen pinched Susan’s nipple between her fingers.
“Someone is playful. I like it.” Susan treated Gwen’s buds in kind.
She moved her hand to the nape of Gwen’s neck then pulled Gwen to meet her lips. The spark of desire ignited in Gwen. She stroked Susan’s tongue while they caressed each other’s chests. Although Susan’s ladies were undersized, they were still a joy to touch and tease.
Movement from the corner of Gwen’s eye interrupted her kiss. Jonathan walked towards them, naked and with a strong erection.
Susan pressed her mouth to Gwen’s. The kiss resumed until Jonathan wrapped his arms around Gwen’s torso and pressed his cock to her backside.
“I think your husband is ready for his meal.”
Susan chuckled. “I am too.” She backed up to the bed then scooted on top of the mattress. “Fuck me with your tongue.”
Jonathan moved his hand south to Gwen’s pussy and slipped his fingers inside her. Warmth spread through Gwen and her pulse quickened. He rubbed his erection against her ass while he massaged her clit. Her need rose fast. She wanted to feel his hardness inside her instead of his fingers.
He kissed her shoulder. “Better give her what she wants.”
Susan put her feet on the bed and propped her legs up before she spread them. Gwen stared at her shaved pussy and the pink labia. Moisture coated it. She stepped towards Susan, eager to make her friend come and horny from Jonathan’s dick pressed to her.
Gwen gently touched Susan’s navel. “I’m going to enjoy this as much as you.”
Susan smiled. “I’m sure you will.”
Gwen lowered over Susan and planted a kiss on her lips. Then she kissed Susan’s chin and neck. Susan tilted her head back and Gwen rolled her tongue down to Susan’s chest.
“Mm… Keep going,” Susan said.
Gwen took one of Susan’s erect buds into her mouth and nipped it.
Susan arched her back. “Fuck. I love it when you do that.”
Gwen sucked on her breast then moved to the next and gave it equal treatment. Susan wriggled underneath Gwen. Suspecting Susan’s need was increasing, Gwen started dragging her tongue over Susan’s navel. Jonathan stood behind Gwen the entire time and rubbed his length against her.
“I really want to fuck.” He pressed against her backside.
Gwen kissed Susan’s mound. As Gwen widened her legs, she slid her tongue along Susan’s slit. Susan gripped the cover on the bed and moaned while Gwen licked her. Susan tasted salty and sweet. Remnants from the pastry Gwen suspected. Gwen moved her tongue up and down, caressing the swollen nub. While she focused on pleasing Susan, she nearly missed Jonathan positioning his dick at her entrance. When he pumped inside her, Gwen took in a quick breath.
Susan lifted her head. “Don’t stop, lovely. I’m so close.”
Gwen resumed stroking Susan’s clit. Gripping Gwen’s hips, Jonathan pounded into her. His thrusts pushed Gwen forward, aiding her efforts to please Susan. Gwen found Susan’s hole and slid her tongue inside. Her face was wet, coated with Susan’s juices. Gwen pleasured her friend while she enjoyed the cock moving in and out of her. He felt so good inside her. So big and filling. She grazed her tongue back up to Susan’s nub and started sucking on it. Susan moaned louder and Jonathan drilled his erection into Gwen’s channel. Gwen didn’t stop and neither did Jonathan. She was burning up and perspiration formed above her eyebrows. The anticipation reached a breaking point and Gwen came.
“Oh, fuck yeah. Squeeze my cock hard,” Jonathan said as he continued driving into her.
The strong spasms brought tranquillity to Gwen, but she didn’t lose sight of tending to Susan. She pushed several fingers inside her friend while she lapped at her slit.
“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop. Oh. Oh…” Susan’s lips formed an O.
Hot, wet walls of flesh pulsed around Gwen’s fingers. The clenching feeling brought joy to Gwen. Her efforts to pleasure Susan had paid off well. She waited until the contractions ended before she withdrew.
“That was fucking good.” Susan moved her arms behind her head. She appeared completely content.
“I second that,” Jonathan said.
Susan scooted backward over the bed. “Come lay up here.”
Gwen wiped the excess moisture from her face while Jonathan slid his cock from her. Once he was out of her, she climbed on the bed. She crawled next to Susan with a slight touch of l
oneliness. She missed the feeling of a man inside her. Sighing, she lay on her side. Susan twisted to face her while Jonathan hopped on the bed. He moved behind Susan, wrapped one arm around her and moulded his body to hers.
“This is nice.” Susan used her fingers to brush aside strands of Gwen’s hair threatening to cover her eyes.
Gwen took a deep breath and silently agreed. Peace coursed through her as she thought about the wonderful couple before her eyes. They truly were amazing people with deep love and passion they enjoyed sharing with others. Gwen was grateful she’d met them and decided to share such pleasure. She’d miss them. She’d miss all the wonderful people she’d met during her vacation. Maybe Susan was right earlier about staying in touch with those she’d met. Who knew, perhaps Gwen could have a long-distance relationship with one of her lovers. It was an option she wanted to explore and would do so upon her return home. Thanks to the wonderful and kind men, and Susan, Gwen had had the best vacation ever.
Also available from Totally Bound Publishing:
Diary of a Free Woman: Passion in Restraints
Diane Thorne
Excerpt
Chapter One
“I’m having a wonderful time,” Gwenevere said into her phone. She turned from the brick path and walked onto the narrow concrete bridge. “Amsterdam is a beautiful city. The architecture is amazing.”
“Be careful, Mom,” Kristy, her youngest daughter said. “And stay away from the Red Light District. It’s not a safe place.”
Gwen stopped near the centre of the overpass and placed her free hand on the railing. Her purse dangled from her wrist. “Don’t worry, darling. I’ll be fine.”
She’d spent two days exploring various parts of the city, visiting museums and gazing at the incredible buildings. Two days without a man escorting her or flirting with her. While she’d enjoyed the sites she’d seen, she missed the company of the opposite sex. She’d decided to take a detour to the infamous Red Light District and see if by some chance she could meet a nice fellow to spend a night with. And she was curious to witness the atmosphere of the well-known area. But she wouldn’t let Kristy know, especially after her daughter had asked her to avoid the district.
