I was watching the late movie on the living room TV when lights flashed through the window indicating a car pulling into the driveway. The clock across the room showed about 12:30.
“A bit early for Connie to be home,” I thought.
When the car door slammed, I glanced out the window to make sure that was her and saw another car pull up by the curb. A nice-looking older woman, late-forties, got out. I went back to watching the show.
“Hi, hon. This is Trish,” Connie said as they came in. I greeted them, got a quick kiss from Connie and looked Trish over. A little heavy, but not fat, nice tits and a sweet cameltoe in her tight jeans. Yeah, I could do her.
“Make yourself at home, Trish,” Connie said as she headed for the kitchen and asked, “Want a beer?”
“That would be great,” Trish answered as she sat on the couch next to me. I was in the middle, so she had no choice but to be a bit close.
“Me, too,” I hollered to Connie.
“She says you know how to make a woman happy,” Trish said with a sly smile. She giggled at my expression. “I have no use for bullshit games. We’re here to enjoy you if you’d like to have us both.”
Oh, fuck, yes, I would.
Connie walked in with three long necks. “Nothing like cutting to the chase,” she said, smiling and sat down on the other side of me.
“Y’all going to make a sandwich out of me?” I asked with a fake plaintive and frightened tone.
Trish laughed and said, “Nothing like a sandwich with some good meat in the middle.”
Damn, I was liking her more and more. I took a long swig of beer as she squeezed my thigh. My dick stirred in my pants. When I looked over at her she was gazing at me through hooded eyes as her tongue circled the mouth of her bottle. My dick stirred more.
Looking over at Connie, I saw she had the end of her beer bottle in her mouth. Oh, fuck, yeah. “You ladies seem to be needing something to do with your mouths other than drinking beer. I’d be happy to oblige in any way I can.”
Trish giggled again and Connie said, “Fuck the beers. I need some dick and pussy. Let’s get this going.” With that she stood up and headed to the bedroom, waving us to follow.
When Trish and I got there, Connie had her blouse and bra off already. My t-shirt had just cleared my head when arms came around me and I felt Trish’s bare boobs pressed against my back. Her hands went to work unfastening my jeans. Once the zipper was down, she slid around to my front, dropped to her knees, and gently lifted my underwear over my now stiff cock. Her eyes were locked on it as she pushed my pants down around my ankles and I stepped out of them.
Connie was fully naked, pinching her nipples as she watched. “Suck him, Trish,” she said.
Trish giggled as she grasped my shaft and slid her tongue over the glans. Circling the head with her lips she slowly slid her mouth down the shaft, working the underneath with her tongue. I felt the head reach the back of her throat. She paused for a moment, then pushed down the final inch or so, until her nose was pressed into my pubic hair. After a few moments, she slid her mouth back up my shaft with noticeable suction until just the head was left in. Her tongue swirled around the glans a bit, and she repeated the process.
I looked at Connie and said, “She’s an amazing cocksucker.” Connie smiled as she slid a finger into her slit, stroking her clit while standing there watching us. She walked over to stand close, placed her free hand on Trish’s head, and held the finger that had been in her slit to my face. It glistened with her juice. I placed my mouth around it and sucked like Trish was sucking me. Damn, my wife had a delicious pussy, but then, all pussy is delicious.
“You are yummy, but I want to taste Trish,” I said.
Connie stepped back as I slipped my cock from Trish’s mouth. I think we both were surprised to see she still had her jeans on. When Trish stood, Connie knelt before her and removed them as Trish had done for me. Once the jeans were gone Connie slipped a finger into Trish’s slit. “Damn, she’s already soaked,” Connie exclaimed. Removing the wet finger, she sucked Trish’s juices from it. “Mmm, Steve, you’re going to love this.”
Seeing Trish naked, standing before me, I would call her “big-boned”. Not fat, just a bit larger than usual. Large but perky breasts tipped with pink areolas and darker pink nipples which stood out. From there, her torso tightened to a noticeable waist before flaring out into shapely hips. Her tummy pooched out somewhat, but there was no sag. Thighs were thick but tight. Just a hint of cellulite.
Looking at Trish, I gestured toward the bed. She giggled and crawled up onto the foot on all fours, giving me an excellent view of her amazing ass. I could see her wet pussy lips between her thighs. Stretching out and rolling over, she spread her legs invitingly. That pussy opened like a flower in bloom, showing just how wet and ready she really was. The scent of woman in heat reached my nose and my dick jerked.
“What are you waiting for?” Connie asked.
“Just enjoying the view.” I climbed onto the foot of the bed between Trish’s outstretched legs. She wasn’t shaved or waxed that I could see, but her pubic hair was rather sparse which gave a great view. I reached out a finger and pressed on her clit. Her hips twitched up and a moan slipped from her throat. The finger slid down between her inner lips, over the urethra, down to the opening of her woman’s well. Hot liquid silk was pooling there as I slipped my finger in fully. She groaned and lifted her hips to meet the penetration. As I worked my finger in and out, I leaned forward and stroked her clit with my tongue. At first contact she sighed, I felt her legs tremble and her knees raise as she tilted her hips for better access.
Fingernails lightly stroked the length of my spine. Opening my eyes, I looked up between Trish’s breasts. Her eyes were closed, lips parted, head slowly rolling from side to side. Connie was kneeling beside her, left hand on my back, right hand kneading Trish’s left breast. Whimpers and sighs were coming from Trish. Her legs were trembling more.
Connie stood up on the bed, moved her leg over to straddle Trish, then lowered herself into a squat with her groin in Trish’s face. Trish’s legs quit trembling and she went silent as this new situation took her attention. I could see her tongue sticking out of her mouth, licking Connie’s slit for a moment before Connie lowered herself fully onto her face. Wet licking sounds came from there as well as from my tongue on Trish’s pussy. I slipped a second finger into her well which brought a moan from her. Her thighs resumed trembling.
“Oh, yes, right there. Yes! Lick it. LICK IT,” Connie urged Trish. She’d begun working her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy against Trish’s mouth. Trish’s nectar had flowed down, coating her asshole, and threatening to wet the sheets. Her hips were pumping to match Connie’s, working herself against my tongue and fingers. I could hear groans in her throat, muffled by my wife’s pussy on her mouth. Her chin glistened with Connie’s juices. It sounded like Connie was close to cumming, which was great because she’s multi-orgasmic. I hoped Trish was, too.
“Fuck, lick it, yes, oh, God, lick it, don’t stop, just like that, yes, fuck, I’m going to cum, lick me, LICK IT, FUCK, YES, AAHH”. Connie spasmed, hips bucking against Trish’s mouth and her entire body trembled as her climax overtook her.
Trish’s hips jerked up as she lifted her legs and brought her heels against my back, pulling me tight against her. Her body also spasmed and I could hear muffled squeals and gasps buried under Connie’s cumming crotch. More hot liquid silk flowed from her well and a puddle formed on the sheet under her ass. Wow! Both women came together. That was an amazing thing.
“Holy fuck, that was good,” Connie gasped as she rolled off to Trish’s side. “You sure know how to eat a pussy, girl.”
I lifted my face from Trish’s groin, smiling up at them.
“I need a dick in me. Fuck me, Steve. Now. Please!” Trish sounded almost pleading. I moved up over her into the missionary position, ready to give my rock-hard cock some action. She impatiently grabbed it and pulled it to her opening. “Hard, Steve. Drive me down into China.”
Her legs lifted, knees up to my shoulders, as she tilted her pussy into the best position. “Fuck me. NOW!” She was almost whining. I sank into her quickly, burying myself to the hilt until my dick pressed her cervix and my pubic hair scrubbed her clit.
“Ooofff,” she grunted, working her hips back against me. I pulled back and drove back in again. “Uuuggg, yes! Faster.”
I went at her like a piledriver, slamming into her, rapidly pulling out, and slamming back in. Each thrust brought a sound from her throat. Her legs locked around my waist, encouraging me to move as fast and as hard as I could as her fingernails stroked my back firmly.
Lifting myself on my arms, I watched her breasts flopping up and down with each hammer stroke. Loud, wet, squishy, slapping sounds came from our groins as my balls slapped against her soaked asshole. I knew that puddle was much bigger now. Her pussy was drenched, but tight and her muscles gripped me on every backstroke, milking me to my own climax. Not yet though. Moving my arms down, first one, then the other, I hooked her knees and pulled her legs up to my shoulders again. She was now pinned under me, breasts squished against her thighs, as I continued my pounding into her. Her whimpers and groans turned into gasps and small screams.
Her hand reached out and grasped Connie’s leg. Fuck, I’d forgotten about Connie who was kneeling there beside us, watching and fingering herself. What an awesome wife!
Suddenly Trish gripped Connie’s thigh so tight I figured there would be bruises, her other hand tugged on the sheet hard enough to pull it out from the mattress, her legs spasmed, her back arched, and she screamed. Holy fuck, the neighbors were going to call the cops, yet I continued driving into her, each hammer punctuating her scream with a grunt. Her entire body shook and jerked as she ground her crotch against me.
I was so close to cumming I had to stop. Holding myself buried in her to the hilt, I waited for her orgasm seizure to run its course. As her trembling subsided and the grips her hands had relaxed, she lay there panting. “Jesus fuck, that was good,” she gasped. “You need to cum now. Roll over. Let me ride you and make you cum.”
Connie moved aside as I pulled out and rolled over to where she’d been kneeling. She bent over me and sucked Trish’s juices from my cock, then straightened up so Trish could straddle my hips. Holding my dick, Trish lowered herself onto me, then with hands braced on my chest, she began working her hips back and forth, fucking me with vigor. Connie moved around to the other side of the bed. She stroked Trish’s back and my thighs, reaching under to massage my balls. I grabbed Trish’s tits and raised my head to suck on first one nipple, then the other.
I could feel my orgasm building quickly. “Yeah, keep that up and I’ll cum soon,” I told Trish. She giggled and continued her humping me.
“I want his cum,” Connie said. Trish looked at her. “I want him to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you two together.” She looked at me. “Tell us when you’re ready.” Then she positioned her face at Trish’s ass, head resting on my thighs. Trish looked at me and smiled.
The pressure built in my groin. I gripped Trish’s hips as she worked them against my crotch. “Almost there,” I warned. My legs began trembling and I felt Connie’s fingers at the base of my cock. “Oh, fuck, NOW,” I cried as I pulled Trish away from my cock.
Her tits hung with a nipple at each of my ears. Connie grabbed my cock as it left Trish’s pussy and tilted it to where her mouth closed over it. The first blast came just as I exited Trish, but the rest went into Connie’s mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around the head as her hand stroked the shaft, milking me, and her mouth sucked every drop out.
When my climax twitched to an end, Connie slipped my cock from her mouth, swallowing and giving a satisfied, “Ahhh”.
I still had my death grip on Trish’s ass, spreading her cheeks wide. Connie looked up and saw the first glob of semen hanging on Trish’s pussy, so she leaned up to get it. Trish gave a squeal and a twitch as Connie’s tongue stroked her slit.
Afterward, Trish lay between Connie and me. She turned to Connie, “You like for him to cum in your mouth?” Connie said she did. “I’ve heard of that, but never knew anyone who did. Do you actually like it, or just tolerate it because he likes it?”
Connie replied, “I’m not saying this just because Steve is here. I like it. I like the flavor, the texture, how hot it is as it’s coming out of him. It’s a little salty, sometimes it has hints of bitter or sweet, depending on what’s he’s been eating. Sometimes it’s thin with almost no flavor; sometimes thick with a stronger taste. I think that depends on how long it’s been since he came last. You’ve never tasted semen?”
“Once. I was going down on a guy in his car and he came too soon. I wasn’t expecting it and it felt like he blew his nose in my mouth.” She paused and giggled. “I puked all over his lap.”
We all cracked up over that visual.
“Well, having your first time being a surprise, I can see how it would be unpleasant. Especially with some guys who don’t give a shit about how they taste,” Connie continued. “Steve does, and he usually eats with a mind for his flavor to me. That’s one of the things I love about him.” She gazed at me fondly and Trish followed her look.
I jumped in. “If you ever want to try it again, I’ll be glad to do what I can to make it a more pleasant experience. Then you’ll know if it was that one time or you just don’t like it in general. Some women don’t. But it doesn’t seem right to toss something out entirely because of one bad time.”
Trish lightly stroked my cock with her fingertips. “Hmm. Maybe if you’re up for it again, sometime soon.”
Oh, yeah.