4
Brett
I stroked my cock through my pants as I watched the gorgeous redhead approach Lizzie on the bed. I wanted to undress but I was afraid I would come too quickly. When she had suggested I join her and Misty a few weeks ago, I had to admit the idea turned me on, but didn’t really give it a second thought. We talked about a lot of things in the bedroom we wouldn’t do for real. It was all part of our play.
Then we arrived here and found Misty waiting for us; I was blown away. I had to admit, this was an amazing Christmas present. To be with these two beautiful women was a fantasy come true. I could smell the arousal in the room and I knew Lizzie was probably already dripping wet; her body was always so responsive.
Before I joined them, I wanted to watch Misty undress her. I wanted to watch the desire flicker in her eyes while she teased and touched her, not giving her the release she so desperately needed.
Lizzie turned over onto her stomach so Misty could unzip her dress. The sound of the zipper filled the room and she slowly peeled the dress away and pulled it down her body to reveal a sexy new bra that was so sheer I could see her tight nipples when she flipped back over. Misty bent over and ran a tongue over one through the fabric and her eyes closed as her head fell back.
“Now the bra and panties. Your bra too,” I commanded firmly.
Lizzie reached behind her back and undid her bra, freeing her C cup breasts. She put her arms around Misty and unhooked her bra and slid it down her arms before tossing it next to the bed. Misty was now totally naked, wearing only her boots while Lizzie was still wearing her panties. I wanted to take them off of her with my teeth while Misty sat on her face.
“Lie back.” I walked to the bed while Lizzie lay down on the bed. I took Misty’s arm and moved her so she was straddling Lizzie’s face. She licked her lips and leaned forward to taste her. She moaned closed her eyes. “That’s it.”
I settled between Lizzie’s legs and spread them wide, greeted by the site of her soaked panties. “You’re so ready for me, aren’t you, my slut?” I asked as I reached up and trapped the edge of her panties between my teeth. I moved slowly down her body, peeling them from her while she writhed on the bed.
She seemed to take out her frustration at not being touched yet on Misty; she was licking and sucking on her pussy so fervently the wet sounds filled the room. Misty was riding her face, her hands cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples. Lizzie reached up and had a finger teasing her ass while she ate her out.
Fuck, watching my girl go down on another woman was so damn hot. I loved to watch Lizzie give in to her more primal urges and let loose. She was so shy and reserved when I first met her, but I had a feeling she was a sex kitten waiting to be freed and I definitely wasn’t wrong.
Misty’s moans were growing louder and her body tensed and shuddered above Lizzie, crying out with her first orgasm. “Make her come again, baby,” I growled as I spread Lizzie’s legs wide, my hands on the inside of her creamy thighs and dove in.
Damn, she was so wet, her juices were glistening on her pussy lips. I licked them up slowly, savoring the taste of her on my tongue; I could never get enough of her sweet nector. I reached up and held her hips down as I began my assault on her clit. I slid two fingers easily into her cunt and moved them in and out, pausing to press against the sensitive spot on the inside wall of her sex.
I lifted my head briefly. “Make Misty come again. I want to hear you two come together.” I lowered my head again, trapping her sensitive bud between my lips and adding a third finger. The girls moaned together at my command and Misty started to ride her face. The sounds spurred me on and I growled into Lizzie’s flesh. Her moans were muffled by Misty’s pussy on her mouth, but I knew her body so well and she was going to come soon.
I took my pinky finger and put just the tip in her ass. She cried out and her walls contracted around my fingers as she climaxed. I kept my mouth on her clit, sucking every last drop of pleasure from her while Misty threw her head back. “Fuck!” she screamed as another orgasm ripped through her body.
When her body finally stopped twitching, Misty swung her leg over and lay down next to Lizzie. I leaned up and admired the view of two spent women in front of me, limbs intertwined. Their pussies were wet and swollen and all I could think about was burying my cock in each of them.
Lizzie propped herself up on her elbows and turned to kiss Misty. Misty licked all her juices from her face and my cock throbbed. Now that the girls had been satisfied, my cock was aching with need. I reached a hand down to stroke it while I watched them kiss, their tongues teasing the other’s.
When their kiss ended, Lizzie turned to me with a smile. “Lie down,” she purred, grabbing my arm and pulling me to them with a grin. I got on my back next to her, noticing the look she gave Misty, like some sort of secret code.
Lizzie straddled my legs and undid my belt buckle before unbuttoning my pants and unzipping them. I lifted my hips slightly from the bed so she could pull them down. She got them down far enough so I could kick them off.
She licked her lip and raised an eyebrow, looking at Misty. The girls adjusted their positions so one was on each side of me. Lizzie bent down and ran her tongue along my cock. She stopped at the tip and licked the drop of pre-cum there. Misty moved further down and began to lick my balls. I closed my eyes and groaned.
Truth be told, this wasn’t the first time I’d had two women suck my dick, but it was usually with women I barely knew. Lizzie took the tip into her mouth and sucked gently while Misty had my balls in her mouth, alternating between sucking and rolling them around with her tongue.
I lifted my head to watch them, reaching down to run my hands in their hair. I was grateful Lizzie and I had made love a few times earlier that day or I wouldn’t be able to last much longer without blowing my load.
The girls traded spots and Misty deep throated me, making my eyes roll back in my head. Lizzie paid attention to my balls now, sliding a finger beneath me, teasing my ass with her fingertip. “Fuck, Lizzie. If you don’t stop I’m going to come all over your pretty faces.”
I pulled Misty’s mouth off of me and grabbed her hips, lifting her so her pussy was right above my mouth. I studied it, running my finger up and down the dripping slit. “Climb onto my cock, baby,” I growled to Lizzie before lifting my head and attacking the swollen sex above my face with my lips and tongue. I always kissed Lizzie after she went down on Misty, so I had an idea of what she tasted like, but having the real thing was even better. I ate her out like a starving man that hadn’t had food for a week.
I moaned into Misty when Lizzie guided my erection into her pulsing sex. She rode me hard right away, grinding her clit on me and using my body. Misty was gasping and moaning on top of me while I dug my fingers into her ass to hold her still. I slid a finger into her while I teased her nub with the tip of my tongue, finding the rythmn that would get her off.
The sounds and smells of sex filled the room; Misty and Lizzie were moaning in perfect synch, driving me closer to an exploding climax. The tingle was building in my balls and Misty was clenching around my fingers as her orgasm approached. I took her clit between my teeth like Lizzie had mentioned she liked and she screamed her release, her juices dripping down my chin.
“I’m coming, baby,” Lizzie muttered, slamming down on my rod until her body shook with the tremors of her release. My back bowed off the bed and I turned my head away from Misty. I clutched the satin bed sheets tightly with my hand and roared as I my climax ripped through me, feeling it from my head to my toes.
Misty climbed from me and settled next to me, trying to catch her breath. Lizzie was still on top of me and she leaned forward to kiss me passionately, cleaning Misty’s cum from my lips and chin. “Mmm,” she murmured as she pulled away. “Doesn’t she taste amazing?” She rolled off of me and collapsed on the bed between the two of us.
I placed my hand possessively on Lizzie’s thigh and threw my other arm over my eyes. Holy shit
, that was amazing. Sex with her always was but this reached a new level of hotness.
As we laid there in the silence, I couldn’t get over how selfless Lizzie was in her love for me. She was always willing to try out anything I asked and now orchestrated this whole thing tonight. Most of the women I’d been with in my past were fairly possessive, always enjoying the other men I watched them fucking but never really doing anything for me.
My cock stirred again. As usual, after some kinky fun with her, I was ready to make love to her slowly, showing her what she meant to me. I wasn’t sure what else she had in store for us tonight but I had a feeling it wasn’t over.
5
Lizzie
I couldn’t believe I was here sandwiched between my boyfriend and I guess what you could call my girlfriend. Sex with the two of them was mind blowing. Oh my God, watching Brett lick Misty’s pussy while I rode his cock was so incredibly hot. I thought I was going to pass out from coming so hard.
Brett’s hand was on my thigh and Misty rolled to her side, bringing her hand up the other one and dipping her finger into my sex. “Baby, that was hot. Thanks for sharing him with me,” she whispered, leaning in to nuzzle my neck.
I smiled and glanced back over at Brett; from the way his chest was moving, he must have dozed off. I turned back to Misty with a grin. “Looks like we wore him out.”
She giggled and cupped a breast. “How about we sneak off to the shower?”
I nodded and we climbed off the bed. She took my hand and led me to the small bathroom off in the corner of the room. She turned on the water and stepped inside before helping me in. This being a sex club, the showers were big enough for four or five people and contained all sorts of fun showerheads Misty and I had played with on more than one occasion.
We began to lather each other up and I couldn’t help but stop when I got to Misty’s pussy. I started to finger her and tease her clit until she was panting. I pushed her back against the wall of the shower and leaned down to lick and bite her neck while I continued to finger-fuck her. She cried out when her orgasm exploded all over my hand, the warm water running over us. I smiled at her and brought up the hand I’d been using on her to her mouth. She licked the fingers slowly, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Are you ladies having fun without me?”
We turned around to find Brett standing there in all of his naked glory. He was hard again, his erection pressed against this stomach. “Why don’t you join us?” I said suggestively, moving from Misty so he could get in between us.
He stepped into the shower and let the water run over him before grabbing me for a kiss, his tongue dancing with mine. When we were done, he pressed his forehead to mine. “I want her to suck my cock while we watch,” he muttered.
I met Misty’s eyes and she smiled and started to sink to her knees. Brett wrapped an arm around my waist and held me against him while she enveloped his massive cock in her mouth. We watched her work his shaft with her mouth, tongue, and hands. My breathing got faster and my clit was throbbing.
“Touch yourself,” he whispered. “Both of you. I want you to come with me.”
My head fell back with a soft moan and I started rubbing my already swollen nub. Misty fingered herself as she continued to suck him and we were all panting, so close to the edge of our climaxes.
“I’m going to come in your mouth,” Brett said harshly, looking down at Misty. She nodded back up at him and he squeezed his eyes shut. I knew that look on his face all too well; he was about to lose all control.
He squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered with his release, his fingers digging into the flesh of my waist. Misty was moaning around his cock and I moved my fingertip over my clit, watching Brett’s release bringing on my own thunderous climax. Our moans vibrated around us in the small shower as the water ran over us, the steam swirling.
“Fuck,” Brett muttered and leaned back against the shower wall. “You ladies are fucking hot.” He grinned and pulled Misty up, wrapping an arm around each of us.
I leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Merry Christmas, baby.”
He slid a hand down to grab both of our asses. “Mmhmm, a very Merry Christmas indeed.” He smacked us and laughed when we both squealed. “Let’s get cleaned up and go have some more fun. I want to watch you ladies go down on each other before I fuck you both.”
The rest of the night was a haze of passion and sex. Misty left us around two in the morning, leaving us for some alone time. As we were lying together, wrapped in each other’s arms, Brett kissed the side of my head. “Thank you baby for making this the best Christmas ever.”
I smiled up at him. “I’m glad you enjoyed Misty.”
He shook his head. “I did, but it’s about more than her – it’s everything. All the decorations at home, the tree, taking me home to meet your family – It’s all amazing. Thank you.”
I shrugged. “I love Christmas and I love you.”
“I love you too,” he whispered as he flipped me over onto my back. He leaned down to kiss me and I had to agree, this was the best Christmas ever.
The End
Sneak Peek of Blurred Lines: A Watching Her Story (Book 3)
“We don’t have to if you don’t want to, Gorgeous,” Brett said as we lay in bed after yet another night of fabulous sex. I reached up to grab his hand on his arm that was around my shoulders. I loved the way my tiny hand fit so perfectly in his.
“But I do want to,” I said, hooking my leg over his as I nestled up against him. Brett wanted to take me to a swingers club. We’d talked about it for a few weeks now and while I was no longer the sexually sheltered girl I’d been when he met me, this exploration was new to me. He was good at talking to me about it all though--asking me what I wanted, what my fantasies were. He made me feel comfortable enough to share anything with him.
He’d brought up going the swingers club when recently I’d told him I’d thought about being with a girl while he watched. After he watched me have sex with his friend Sebastian, I thought this was something else hot we could try. I’d never done it before and the idea of doing it while Brett was there made me hot. His kink to watch me was quickly complimented by my newly found kink to be watched. He was on board with me being with another girl; he’d watched me with his best friend for God’s sake. The night I told him about this fantasy, he’d fucked me hard and made me come so many times, I had to finally beg him to stop. Of course then he just fucked me more.
He never made me do anything I wasn’t ready for or didn’t want to do, but since I confessed this, he mentioned going to this swingers club he was a member of more than once. He hadn’t been there since we started dating, but said it would be a good place to safely find what I might be looking for.
I ran my hand down his smooth chest, admiring the tattoos that covered his body. My hand stopped at his nipple, teasing the ring that hung there. I loved his nipple rings, especially flicking them with my tongue. Doing that to him long enough usually drove him to attack me, which was what I was wanted.
He groaned and clutched my hand. “Mmm, ready for more, huh?” he asked with a sly grin.
I was always ready for round two - or three, or more even – with Brett. He’d awakened a sexual hunger in me I had no idea existed. He joked about being my sexual ‘liberator’.
I smiled up at him and moved my hand to tease the other nipple. “Always,” I murmured, leaning down to run my tongue around his nipple, eliciting a groan from his lips. My other hand trailed down his stomach, brushing against his already hardening cock.
“Careful, Lizzie,” he warned me. “You know if you tease me, you get it back ten times worse.”
“I know,” I answered slyly, my fingers encircling his growing shaft, my tongue continuing to tease his nipple, playing with the ring there.
“Fuck,” he muttered, reaching down to grab my ass, his nails digging into my sensitive flesh. “What you do to me...” A thrill ran through me hearing his words. The things he did to me were utter
ly amazing and I loved that I could do the same for him.
My thumb slid up to the head of his erection, spreading the pre-cum that had already leaked out, all around the head, stopping to tease the sensitive spot on the underside of his cock. Leaning further down, I swiped my tongue across the tip, tasting his saltiness. He shivered and moaned my name.
“That’s it, now you asked for it,” he said, flipping me onto my back, pinning my hands above my head. I laughed and pretended to struggle as he straddled me, his cock, now rock hard, pressing into my stomach. I squeezed my thighs together, thinking about the way he felt inside me, the way he filled and stretched me. I had a feeling he was going to make me wait for that now.
He looked down at me, his chocolate brown eyes even darker than usual. “You know I don’t like when you tease me so now I’m going to tease you. Pay back’s a bitch.” He leaned down so his face was inches from mine. “I’m going to go down on you now, use my tongue and fingers on you until you almost come, then stop.” I let out a whimper; I didn’t like that game. “I’m going to do that over and over until you are begging me to let you come, until you are dripping wet all over the bed so that we have to change the sheets. Then I’m going to fuck you until you beg for mercy.”
I moaned and writhed beneath him. I was almost sorry I teased him – almost.
“Here’s the deal though,” he said, still holding my hands above my head. “I’m going to let go, but I expect you to keep your hands up here. If you move them, I’ll stop, and you won’t come at all. Got it?”
I nodded. There was no way I wasn’t going to come after all of this. I wasn’t going to move my arms for anything.
“Good,” he said, smiling as he slowly released my hands. I kept them above me, my body bowing off the bed slightly as he slid down and settled between my legs.
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