As I’ve mentioned previously, Mrs. AP is plotting an evening/night in celebration of my approaching birthday that will feature the inclusion of Our Date in delightful debauchery. Mrs. AP knows that I’ve been getting the itch for some male/male and group action, and to my delight so has she!
We lay in bed discussing the various things we would like to have happen, what would be nice but won’t cause disappointments without, and where our limits with Our Date lie. In this our limits are usually flexible, dependent upon our individual comfort levels as well as our comfort levels with our new prospective partner. We both find ourselves comfortably drawn to him, to the point we found ourselves agreeing that our only limits with him are our typical hard limits — no blood play, no bathroom play, no animals or children.
Our discussion turned to things we want to have happen. Here Mrs. AP reminded me of just how wonderful a sexual woman she is. Her fingers traced my lips, her voice a dusky whisper, as she said “I want to watch you slide those plump lips down his hard cock.” A surge of excitement rushed down my spine and wrapped around to grip my cock in a vice grip of anticipation that had me instantly hard and throbbing. Yes. A cock — his cock — between my lips and gliding across my tongue. I couldn’t do anything more to answer than nod and moan as I struggled to regain my voice. Mrs. AP smiled, that lusftul, warm smile full of pride and joy and lust and love that I’ve never seen look as beautiful as it does on her.
Her fingers trailed down my neck to my chest as she asked “And what do you want to have happen? It’s your birthday we’re planning. You can have whatever you want.” My voice caught for less than a second before I looked at her, my eyes and cheeks burning with lust. Deliberately, slowly, my voice throaty and bordering on a deep baritone, I recited what wishlist:
“I want to watch you ride him, ” I said. “I want to watch you slide your wet, tight pussy down his hard cock.”
She shivered, subtle but noticeable if looking for it. Her eyes lit up, and breathlessly her lips parted as she whispered “what else?”
“I want us to fulfill our DP fantasies. I want your ass and your pussy filled with hard, throbbing cocks until you’ve felt both cum inside you,” I said confidently.
Again she shivered, more obvious this time. Her eyes lost focus for a little more than a second, and when they returned she said coyly, with a wry smile “you know, if I’m already riding his cock that’ a good position to move into DP. Of course, that means you’re going to have to fuck my ass a few times the week before to make sure I’m prepped and able to take you both.”
My cock pulsed. I imagined her bending forward, seeing his cock hard and straining inside her dripping pussy before I slid in close and slowly teased her ass open with my fingers. I’d feel his cock inside her through that thinnest of membranes between her pussy and ass. I’d feel his hard vein running up the ridge of him, feel the head of his cock inside her as my fingers slowly opened her up. I’d replace my fingers with my cock and feel him there, rubbing against me, as we stuffed Mrs. AP to her limit.
As if reading my mind, she teased me vocally. “You can’t wait to feel his cock inside me as you take me, can you? To rub against him, feel his shaft against yours, to feel your heads rubbing together, separated, but barely. You want to feel him thrusting in me, don’t you? I know I do. I want you both inside me, hard and throbbing and making me cum over and over until you both can’t stand it and explode inside me.”
Gods, how I love this woman! Sometimes we may not be running at the same pace, but when we are it’s the most incredible thing on the planet. She knows all my triggers, and better still those triggers set her off as well!
I quickly countered, up for this game of vocal foreplay just as much as she. “Oh yes, I want to fill your tight ass while you ride him. I want to feel him and have him feel me. I want you more full of cock than you thought you could ever handle, and I want to make you cum in endless waves until you feel you can’t cum anymore. And later I want to swap, so I can see the look on your face when you’re riding my cock and his slides deep into your tight ass.”
By this time our hands had started to roam and we were both throbbing and dripping with need. We slowly caressed each other as we continued our discussion.
“I also want you spit-roasted,” I said. “I want your lips around my cock as he fucks you, his every thrust pushing you harder onto me. And because I know you’re selective about oral, while it’s not a demand, I would love to watch your lips slide down his cock as you make him moan with the best blowjob he’s ever had, and then slowly slide my cock inside you as you suck him.”
As I spoke those last words I curled my fingers inside her hot pussy. She opened up instantly, drenched from arousal, ready for more than my fingers. My cock throbbed. I was ready to give her more.
I pulled my fingers out of her. “Suck them dry,” she pleaded softly.. I slid my fingers between my lips, savoring her flavor. I swirled each finger, licking the webbing between my fingers, making sure I got every last delicious drop. Leaning over, I grabbed a condom out of our storage box, ripped the package open, and rolled it down my cock. She pulled me to her, grabbing my hips as I buried myself inside her in one smooth stroke.
“Oh fuck!” we both cried out. She grabbed my hips and pulled me as tightly into her as she could, then slid her hands around to my ass and grabbed it, spreading my cheeks open. “What about there?” she asked. “Do you want him to fuck you while you fuck me? Do you want to feel his cock sliding into your ass, filling you to bursting while you’re buried in my pussy?”
I moaned and throbbed. Burying my head against her shoulder I slid my hips back slowly, then pushed then into her hard, rocking both our bodies. “Oh fuck yes,” I breathed. “I want him to fuck me while I fuck you, to make me a Lucky Pierre, and I want you watching my face as he fills me. I want to look into your eyes as his cock enters me.”
“Oh yeah?”, she asked between thrusts as our rhythm slowly increased tempo. “You want him to fuck your hot ass, do you?”
“Yes,” I answered with a hard thrust. “And then I want to put him in the middle and fuck him into you, so you feel his cock swell every time I slide into him.”
Our pace was quickening, both our moans increasing. I leaned further up, looping my left arm under her to grip her shoulder and my right arm over her to hold the top of her head. I fucked into her, hard, as we lost ourselves in each other. Our thrusts made the bed shake, our bodies rock, and we exploded together in a blinding, earth shattering, galaxy visiting release that surely alerted physicists the world wide.
As we regained our breath we kissed, passionate yet tender, and her sparkling, loving eyes met mine. “You’re going to have the best birthday,” she whispered. “We sure are,” I said.
We sure are.
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