It’s Their Turn
Sequel to She Comes First, a Blonde One/Dark One MFM Erotic Story
There I was in a beautiful hotel room with the two men that I loved. My husband, the blonde one, was still down there with his face between my thighs, his tongue continuing to lap my pussy, reveling in it’s juices. My other man, the dark one, was laying on his side next to me, propped up on one elbow, just watching it all take place. I had my hand around his stiffening cock, while my face rested against the side of his hairy chest. I was ready to get off of these wet towels that had soaked up whatever of my orgasm the blonde one hadn’t bathed his face in, but I also didn’t really want to move just yet. I was languid, satisfied, and just thoroughly enjoying the sight and the feel of my two men here beside me.
I hadn’t seen the dark one for over a month and as much as I wanted to just keep the moment exactly as it was, I also really wanted him to put his cock inside me and fuck me like there was no tomorrow. The attentions of my hand had gotten him good and stiff, so I gently pushed him over on to his back and climbed astride him. The moment of first penetration is always the best, I think and he seemed to agree. We both moaned a bit as his cock found it’s way into the deepest parts of me, my lips enveloping every inch of him. I leaned forward and kissed him slowly before sitting up straight and beginning to move my hips in an up and down motion. I was going to fuck him good! He lay there with a bemused smile on his face, so I decided to really give him something to look at. I raised both my arms above my head in a kind of hedonistic chair dance and then ran one hand through my hair as I caressed my breasts with the other. His pupils dialated a bit, and his expression became more focused. That was more like it! The dark one began to thrust up to meet me as I drove my pussy down along his shaft and we began fucking in earnest now.
The blonde one was behind me and any time that I’d raise my hips, he would run his hands along my ass or finger my clit for a moment. He was tall and muscled and his rough hands felt good against my soft skin. The dark one was getting quite a show, but I wasn’t ready to slow down yet. I got off and turned around, reverse cowgirl. The dark one grabbed my ass with both hands and slammed me down onto his cock with a force that made me worry that I might rupture something if we didn’t connect correctly, but we were made for each other and his pole found it’s target every time, as he slid deep inside of me again and again. Meanwhile, the blonde one had started kissing me and fingering my nipples. We were all feeding off of each other, visually and energetically but my legs were starting to tire in this position. I extricated myself from the pile, took a sip of my champagne, and pointed to the window seat over in the corner.
I didn’t need to tell them twice. The dark one sat in the corner with his muscular runner’s legs apart, and I bent over with my knees on the cushion to take him into my mouth, sucking hard on the tip of his cock while I ran my fingers teasingly along the shaft. The blonde one wasn’t going to pass up an ass in the air, and he entered me slowly at first, but then steadily building up speed and intensity, pounded my pussy from a standing position. It was hard to give good head with that level of intensity going on from behind me, and so I stopped for the moment and began to stroke the dark one with my hand. I repeated the motion of my mouth, alternately focusing on the head of his cock and then running my hand down until it reached the base of his shaft before leaving it unattended for a time to again focus on the head until he was practically begging me to touch the rest of his cock again. I alternated this over and over until the combination of that and the close up view of me getting thoroughly fucked from behind brought on his own shuddering orgasm. I closed my mouth around his cock and let him squirt into it, savoring every last drop and when he was no longer thrusting against me, I simply lay my head upon his chest and let him hold me to him with one hand in my hair.
The blonde one behind me had been going strong for some time, but he showed no signs of letting up anytime soon. He took one of his large hands from off of my hips, where he’d been holding me firmly against him, and put his thumb into his mouth, wetting it thoroughly before sliding it into my ass. I let go an involuntary moan as he did so, and then closed my eyes to just revel in the sensations without the distraction of visual input. We stayed there for some time like that, my husband continuing to pound and finger me, while my lover held my head to his chest and watched. I was awash in a sea of physcial and emotional pleasure and I went to that blissful place where time kind of goes away. I never wanted it to end.
At last the blonde one yelled my name, pulled out and came in a wide spray across my back. I sat up from my reverie smiling, while the blonde one cleaned me up with a towel. Then he slumped down to sit on the cushions of the long window seat beside us. He was ready for a rest. I put a hand on each of their thighs, kissed them both in turn and said, “Who’s ready for a glass of champagne? We’ve got a long night ahead of us!”
Another Blonde One/Dark One MFM erotica story coming soon.
