Page 8 of Just the Three of Us
“I’m dying to feel your tongue inside me, Sean.” I push my hips forward again.
He blows hot air on my center, and I tremble with desire. Then I feel his tongue moving up and down my slit, and I sigh with relief. Yes, I can feel my orgasm building.
He thrusts his tongue deep into my channel, and I moan loudly. I move my hand to rub my clit, but my husband stops me.
“I need more, John,” I cry.
He starts unbuttoning my shirt and takes it off, leaving me in my see-through bra.
I wore it just for them. I knew I would give in if they pressured me, and maybe I was hoping for them to do it. John starts teasing my nipples through the lace, and I push my breasts against his hands so that he keeps going.
Sean is eating me like a starved man, and the pressure is building up inside me, but I feel empty. I grab his hair and pull him further towards my pussy. I want to suffocate him with my cunt. I want him to drown in my juices.
Sean feels my desperation and has mercy on me. He thrusts one finger inside me and starts sucking on my bundle of nerves. “Yes, Sean.” I cry out, encouraging him.
He thrusts harder and deeper now, adding a second finger. My hips move in a frantic rhythm, urging him on. I’m so close, the pleasure tightening in my center.
“Come for us, baby. Now.” My husband orders, and it pushes me off the ledge. I shatter into a million pieces. Pleasure radiates from my pussy to the rest of my body.
My cunt is squeezing Sean’s fingers while I ride out my orgasm. I collapse on my husband's chest, my breaths coming a mile a minute.
“Such a good girl, Shannon. You taste delicious.” Sean confesses, licking my juices from his fingers.
My husband lifts me off his lap and stands us up. He then removes the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked and vulnerable. My legs are trembling from the strength of my previous orgasm, but having these two hot men eager to please and pleasure me is too tempting for words.
I figure I need to take action, so I reach out to Sean. I help him get his shirt off, and he lets me. This is what they wanted from me, right? For me to play? Well, I’m all in. I rub Sean’s cock through the fabric of his pants. He’s so big, and I’m eager to have him fill me up.
John is behind me, and now I’m sandwiched between the two. “I want to fuck you, Sean, and have my husband watch us. Is that okay with you?”
Said husband inhales sharply as if I’ve shocked him.
I don’t even know why I’m asking permission. I should take what I want, but I don’t want to damage their egos, so I leave it be. Sean takes off his pants and boxers, and his erection springs forward, delighting me.
I take it in my hand and start stroking him. “Should I?” I ask, licking my lips.
“No honey, I won’t last a minute if you put your mouth on me. Let me sit down back here, and you can ride me like a cowgirl.”
No sooner is his ass on the chair than I’m straddling him. My husband sits back on the couch, and I know he’s sipping his scotch because I can hear the ice clinking in his glass.
A pulse of desire goes straight to my core, just thinking of what I’m about to do with my husband’s best friend. I kiss Sean, nipping his lips and then licking them softly.
“You’re amazing, Shannon,” Sean whispers, and I smile. I kiss him again and let our tongues battle for dominance. I’m painfully aware of his erect cock underneath me, but I’m in a playful mood, so I stop our kiss and gather my breasts as an offering to him.
He immediately starts licking them and nibbling them. I wonder if he’d be upset if I said ‘good boy’ to him for taking my cues. I love how enthusiastic Sean is in everything he does. But I’m feeling empty, and I need a big cock to enjoy.
So I slowly start to grind against him.
“You want to ride me beautiful?” he asks.
“Mmhmm,” is all I manage to say. My hands are on his shoulders, and our eyes connect. There’s so much heat and desire in his eyes. A twinge of fear crosses my thoughts. Could I fall in love with this man? Am I just a game to him?
I manage to put aside that fear for the moment. If he saw it in my eyes, he doesn’t say anything. Then I’m reaching for his hard length so we can be joined together. He brushes my hand away. “Are you sure about this? There’s no going back, Shannon.”
I frown at him, pretending not to know what he means by that. “I need you inside me, Sean.” A part of me is surprised by those words. I’ve done a complete one-eighty tonight and am not looking back.
“Anything for you.” He says as he teases my entrance with his cock. I’m so wet he slides right in, a moan of pleasure coming out of me as he does. “Ride me, Shannon.”
That’s all I need to take over. I impale myself once and again on his dick, enjoying the feeling of absolute power it gives me over him. He hasn’t stopped looking at me as if he lives for the reactions on my face. And I give myself completely to the pleasure he’s giving me.