by Mia Moore
Chloe shifted closer to Grace making room for me, laying on her side, torso propped up on her elbow, her lips wetly glistening, hanging open. Her eyes met mine and the tip of her tongue slid over her lower lip. Her gaze fell to my shaft, sending fresh lusty pleasure through it. I stepped closer, kneeling on the bed next to her chest.
Slowly, tantalizingly slowly, her hand drifted forward and fingers circled my shaft. Her focus was entirely on my cock as she came forward and her mouth opened wide to close over the tip. Oh fuck! Watching her do that, while feeling the hot slippery thrill of her tongue was driving me nuts. Especially, when Grace was doing the same thing to Ethan. His fingers threaded her red curls, pulling her mouth deeper onto his shaft, while his breath was a fast hiss.
It was difficult to say which was making me hotter—Chloe’s mouth, her tongue flicking into the slit of my knob or seeing my wife deep throat Ethan. My balls were getting tight and my heart was racing in my chest. I had to ease up or I’d be blowing a load waaaay sooner than I wanted.
I pulled back and took a step to the bottom of the bed. My hands gripped Chloe’s ankles and I pulled her body down the bed. Her lips were full and parted, and her eyes were soft slits watching me push her legs apart. I knelt down on the dense carpeting, her pussy now only inches from my face.
“Oh yeah. Lick me.” Her hips rocked up while her fingers spread plump dark pussy lips, opening herself to me.
For just a moment I savored the lewd sight, the tiny lighter color of her clit protruding up, as her ass made small circles, writhing in wanton craving for my tongue. I leaned close and my lips closed over it, tongue curling from the underside and swishing back down. She was salty and the musky aroma of her pussy infused my senses.
Beside us, the sounds of Grace’s mouth on Ethan, and his harsh shallow breathing added to my arousal. A small and soft sucking sound was counterpointed by low quick hisses.
My fingers pushed into Chloe’s slick, wet opening, pumping in and out as I ravished her clit with my tongue. Her fingers pressed into the back of my head, her hips humping her cunt harder onto my mouth. A fresh hot wave of slippery wetness slid over my fingers as my tongue flicked over her clit. From the soft mewls in her throat, her body rocking and rolling under my mouth, she was close.
Her fingers now pushed at my head and she squirmed to the side away from my tongue. “Not this way. I need that big cock inside me.” She continued pushing her body higher on the bed until she was next to Grace again.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I rose and knee walked up the bed, poised between Chloe’s outstretched legs, already lowering onto her, my hand at the base of my cock directing it to her opening. Her breasts fell to the side as she lay gazing up at me, her hands reaching to grip my shoulders. Neither of us could wait another second to get it inside her, pummel hard into her body.
It was hot satin gripping me shaft, pushing deeper and deeper. My arms trembled holding my upper body above her while my ass was rock hard, straining into her cunt. Her grip there tightened and her heels dug into the small of my back, pulling me closer, sending new jolts of pleasure into my cock.
For a moment Grace’s movement caught my eye. She was now sprawled beside Chloe, and Ethan was mirroring my position between her legs. Grace’s head turned and her hand shifted to stroke Chloe’s nipple. I could feel the heat of Ethan’s body, hear his breathing as he entered my wife’s cunt.
It was fucking hot, being this close to them, almost the sense of being in their skin, as I thrust into Chloe. Her heels on my ass were almost painful as she strove to pull me deeper, striving for her orgasm. I thrust hard and fast, caught up in consuming lust, wanting to take her there, even as Ethan was pumping hard and furious, like a jackhammer into Grace.
Oh God! I jerked deep, my cock spurting hot and fast...holding it there as lust drained out and bliss filled my body...another deep sharp jerk when a second spurt shot out... “Fuck!” The final shot was the most intense. For a moment everything dimmed. There was only my cock, the centre of my universe, pulsing in pleasure.
Chloe’s muscles tightened and her legs quivered holding me tight inside. “Oh yeah, oh yeah...” Her eyes closed and her face tightened as she became lost in her own orgasm. It was erotic as hell, seeing her ride the wave of ecstasy my thick rod had caused. I jerked once more deep inside, tilting my pelvis to rub tight circles on her clit. Her eyes opening and hot panting breath showed an even higher level of delight claiming her.
The grip of her legs relaxed and she sighed a fast huff of air and seemed to melt into the bed. I smiled at her and then turned my head to watch Grace and Ethan. With each thrust, her boobs bounced, beside her arm, a hand rubbing furiously at her clit. Chloe’s hand shot out to clutch Grace’s boob and she pinched the nipple.
Grace was close, her lips parted and eyes glazed. Above her, Ethan emitted a series of grunts, his hips jerking spasmodically as he spilled his cum deep inside her.
“Fuck me hard. Oh God....” her voice became a babble of choppy sounds, incoherent as she too became lost in ecstasy.
If I hadn’t just shot my load, I would have got hard again watching my wife get fucked by another man. It was something I fantasized about. Here, it had happened twice with Ethan.
Chloe’s hand skimmed over my back and I glanced down at her. Yeah, she was enjoying watching Ethan get his cookies as much as I enjoyed watching Grace. Seeing them fall into each other’s arms spent and happy was an extra layer of turn on for me.
I rose up, felt my cock slip out of Chloe, trailing a drizzle of cum over her thigh as I shifted to lay next to her and watch Grace and Ethan.
Grace’s eyes slowly opened and she turned to gaze at me. She was like a big satisfied sexy cat, lolling under Ethan’s taut body. “Oh my God. That was good.”
Ethan dipped lower and he kissed her cheek, before sitting back on his haunches. “Fucking hot.” He sighed and a slow grin spread on his lips.
My gaze fell from his wide eyed face, over the breadth of his shoulders and lower still. His cocks was dark and glistening, resting on his thigh, still a little thick with arousal. I couldn’t help wonder what it would be like to touch it, feel it grow hard in my hand. He’d opened a can of worms earlier in the kitchen, planting a seed that grew each time I looked at him.
He looked over at me and his eyes widened when he caught that I’d been checking his junk out. “Mind if I get another beer Jason?”
“Actually, I’d like one too. I’ll come with you so we can bring the wine in with us.” I rolled away from Chloe and stood up. As I walked out of the room Ethan’s bare feet padded on the floor behind me. I was so conscious of his eyes on my body, knowing he was interested in exploring his bi side.
The funny thing was, it didn’t shock me now. My initial repulsion had faded. If anything, I was curious to see what it would be like to be touched by him.
Chapter 25
Ethan
Jason grabbed a couple beers from the fridge and when he stood, his head nodded to the glasses and bottle of wine still sitting on the counter.
His eyes met mine for a moment and a smile spread over his lips, flashing a row of perfect white teeth. “I’m half tempted to take a Viagra. I could spend the whole day in bed, the four of us messing around.”
“Oh man. I don’t think I need it, but I know what you mean. Being right next to Chloe and watching you fuck her, totally rocked. I wasn’t jealous at all. It was hot seeing her suck you first.” The words had tumbled out of my mouth before my brain kicked into gear. My neck burned and the sensation rose to my cheeks. What the hell had I said? Especially after our conversation earlier.
Jason looked down at the floor. I sighed but relief flooded through my chest. At least he had the sensitivity to realize how embarrassed I was, and to not make a thing about it.
I was about to pick up the glasses and the bottle of wine when he spoke, stopping me cold.
“You really would like to try this bi thing?”
I turned and g
aped openly at him, nodding my head. I didn’t trust my voice. The ball was in his court now. Was he considering it? There was a stirring low in my gut and my shaft started to get thick.
“Look. I’m not sure I could do anything with another guy’s cock but I’m open to you touching mine. Hell, if you want to suck me off...” He put the two bottles in one hand while the other fell down to squeeze his dick.
I took a step towards him, my gaze riveted on his cock. It had started to get thick, like mine. He held up a hand, palm facing me.
“Not here. Not yet. If we’re going to do this, the girls have to be there.”
Shit! He was totally right! I nodded. “Absolutely. Chloe really wants to see this. I think it’s as much a turn on for her as it is for me watching her and Grace play with each other.” I gave a little shrug. “And as for me…” I looked Jason in the eye and wasn’t blushing anymore. “As for me, I want to see what it’s like.” I turned back to the wine, scooped everything up and started back to the bedroom. My heart beat fast in my chest and I had to control my speed walking back to the bedroom. Hell, I would have raced there if I thought that wouldn’t scare the hell out of him.
When I entered the bedroom, Chloe and Grace were sitting next to each other. I only caught the tail end of Chloe’s words. “...love to see it, too.”
I set one of the glasses down and poured wine in the other. “What were you two talking about?” I glanced at the open doorway. I thought Jason was right behind me. Where had he disappeared to? Had he changed his mind that quick?
Grace rose higher and shifted her legs, so that she sat with them bent beneath her bottom. Stark naked, with pert breasts that jiggled a little when she moved, she grinned at me. “Chloe told me you want to try some bisexual stuff. Oh God. That would be so hot! Did you mention it to Jason?”
I handed the glass to her and then reached for the second to top it up. “He’s not as keen as me but he said he’ll let me try it on him.” I looked over my shoulder and lowered my voice. “He— we both want to keep going all afternoon!”
Grace sputtered as she took a sip. After a few coughs she smiled and wiped the drop of wine from her lips. “That horn dog!”
Chloe sat forward and her eyes were as wide as saucers. “Speak for yourself. This is going to be fun, even if I can hardly walk straight afterwards.” She turned to me. “Ethan, you’re really going to do this? It’s so totally hot!”
I handed the glass to her and nodded. There was an icy sensation on my back and I lurched forwards. When I turned Jason was standing behind me, a huge grin on his face, extending the icy beer.
“Five minutes. I took my little blue friend.” He glanced over at the girls. “So you two are in on this as well?”
“Oh my God. I’d give anything to see that. Surely, you know that. Look at how you two are when Chloe and I get busy with each other.” Grace leaned over and kissed Chloe’s neck, her hand lifted to cover Chloe’s breast, squeezing and rolling it gently. After a few moments, she eased back and sat close to her, their hands holding the wine glasses, watching and waiting for Jason and I.
My cock was tingling at the thought of what would follow, even though there was no expectation that Jason would do anything with it. He’d made that clear. I turned and took the beer from his hand and set it on the bedside table. My gaze fell over his broad chest, the dark fine hair extending from the centre to curl near his nipples, down the knots of his abdomen and lower still.
His cock was dark and hanging heavy from the nest of black hair, glazing the muscle of his thigh. Inch by inch, my fingers went towards it, touched the smooth satin knob, circling the slit and then the ridge of the cap. I hardly dared to breathe as my fingers closed over it, pushing lightly until my hand pressed into the small pillow of his groin.
I glanced to the side where Grace and Chloe sat huddled together mesmerized, their eyes round while their lips parted softly. It was plain that this was something totally new to them, being titillated by the sight of two men doing this.
Once more, I gazed down at him. Jason’s cock became heavier in my hand, the columns on the underside more pronounced under my fingers. His breath was a ragged gasp in my ears but I wouldn’t dare to look up at his face, not yet.
I dropped to one knee, my lips a mere half inch away from his pulpy knob, the slit oozing a drop of shiny arousal. My hand continued rubbing, pulling his skin up and down the firm shaft as I edged forward. I’d never done anything like this before, never even thought of doing this and now it was all I wanted—to take this walk on the wild side, suck another guy’s cock. Especially Jason’s, a totally hot older guy who was hung like a bull.
My lips parted, his drizzly slit tingled on my tongue, the taste a little sweet, the musky male scent filling my nostrils. I swirled my tongue over his knob, felt the thickness push against my cheek...edging forward, still gripping and rubbing the base of his rod until it pressed against the back of my mouth. I paused and breathed slowly, through flared nostrils, waiting it out, the gag reflex to calm. My fingers lowered to scrape against the tight ridges of his balls.
“Fuck that’s hot. He’s almost deep throating him.” It sounded like Grace, but I couldn’t be sure, nor did I care.
Once more I lowered my mouth until his was in my throat, my nose grazing his pubic bone. Slowly, I eased back, felt my eyes water and looked up at him. His lips were parted breathing fast shallow pants while his eyes were softly narrow, glazed in lust. He still held the bottle of beer at his side and for whatever reason, this made it perfect—to be sucking his cock, while his posture was nonchalant, casually holding a beer. Getting a blow job while having a beer— such a guy fantasy.
My hand closed around his balls, rigid now like walnuts tight to his body, and I once more lowered till all of him was in my throat, still gazing up at him through a film of teary eyes. There was a flash of movement from the corner of my eye and then Chloe’s body was next to me.
Her hand closed over my cock while she knelt beside me, her cheek against Jason’s hip. She leaned in, her tongue extended, licking at his shaft as I pulled back releasing him. The touch of her hand, pulling and pushing my shaft as I sucked him, her mouth so close, straining to share his cock with me, made me quiver.
I eased back and my eyes closed for a moment when his cock slid into her mouth, her hand pumping steadily on my meat. His knob slid over my lips and I gazed up at him. He held the base in his thumb and forefinger, directing the turgid rod into my mouth, while his eyes linked with mine.
“Just a little bit more. Shit, it feels good.” His fingers fisted my hair and he pulled me hard onto his cock. Rough and masculine. My hand jerked up and down below my lips as I jerked forward, taking all of him into me.
His breath was raspy and a low moan rumbled in his throat when Grace rose from the bed to join us. My gaze flitted up and I saw them kiss, lips barely touching while their tongues danced together. Her fingers dug into my shoulder and she pushed me back. The look in her eyes when she gazed down at me was filled with heat.
She reached for my hand, tugging me up as she fell back onto the bed, her legs spread wide. “Fuck me, fuck me hard.” Her ass, perched on the edge of the bed, rocked up and down and her knees were bent gaping open. Her need was as great as my own, both of us totally turned on by what had just happened.
I gripped her hips in my hands pulling her higher, and pounded my shaft deep inside, gasping at the velvet grip of her tight cunt. Her breasts bounced from the force of my thrust and she cried out. My eyes closed for a moment, lost in the hot slipperiness of her flesh. When I opened them again, Chloe climbed onto the bed across from us, perched on her knees and elbows, her ass high waiting, for Jason.
Her slender white thigh and the curve of her ass looked small and delicate as he approached, his thick turgid cock aimed there—the cock that I’d felt deep in my throat.
Oh God. The atmosphere was electric, all of us clamoring for more. Grace’s fingernails clawed at my ass, pulling me deep inside,
her other hand working her clit. My hips became a jackhammer, pounding my cock harder and deeper into her. It was close, so close....
When Jason’s meat entered my wife, his fingers deep in her soft plush of her ass, it pushed me over the edge. My cock was white hot as the first spurt erupted into Grace. Watching Jason fuck my woman was so totally hot, his cock thick and hard. Oh God. Another molten spot of bliss shot through me, pulsed deep into Grace...mingled with the creamy wetness of her own orgasm.
Chloe’s cheek was against the comforter, her eyes squeezed shut while a trickle of drool fell from her parted full lips, caught in her throes of ecstasy.
My knees trembled as the final spurt of pleasure shot from my cock, deep inside Grace. I fell forward and gulped air, my heart pounding in my chest. Grace’s green eyes were soft gazing up at me, her lips parted, curled up in the corners.
“Oh fuck. That’s it for me for a while. I’m totally drained.” Her head turned and she gazed at Chloe and Jason.
When Jason pulled away, his cock was still hard and wet but there was a satisfied smile on his lips.
Chloe fell onto her side and smiled over at me. “Wow. I can’t believe I came again. So soon after the last one. Watching you and Jason...oh God that was hot.”
I was still basking in the afterglow of the moment, unable to form a thought. It had been incredible. I couldn’t imagine anything hotter than what had just happened. But it wasn’t just the sex. When I gazed at the three of them there was a connection; different from any sort I’ve ever had with friends before. Of course Chloe and I were in love but the feeling I had for Jason and Grace was close to that. We shared mind blowing pleasure of the most intimate nature. This was something special.
Jason took a seat next to Grace and idly cupped her breast in his palm. The look they shared was tender. She edged up on the bed and I felt my softened shaft slid out of her. She sat up and they kissed.
Chloe’s eyes met mine and we smiled. This was a new level in our relationship and a new level with Grace and Jason. The look in her eyes said it all. In love with each other and with our new lifestyle and friends.
