Unspoken Pleasure

I looked at her and saw that her face had trails of cum that had run down and over her breasts. Chris was still sitting in the chair, he hadn’t moved or said or word, but despite cumming just before, his glistening cock was still three-quarters erect.

“Why don’t us girls have some fun now, stand up Carmen and spread you legs,” cooed Yvonne.

I obliged. I still had my panties and stockings on as I stood in front of Chris and John and Yvonne moved behind me. Yvonne started to probe and rub my pussy through my panties and stimulate my innermost thighs. For the next fifteen heavenly minutes, Yvonne toyed with my pussy. She was constantly changing the stimulation, tormenting me with pleasure — one second she would be gently tracing her fingers tips along my thighs, right to the edge of my panties, the next pushing up against my enclosed pussy so hard that I thought she was going to lift me off the floor, then rubbing my pussy through the fabric so fast that I could feel the fabric heat up with the friction. Finally she reached around and slid my panties off.

“Get up on the bed,” Yvonne said in an imposing tone, tinged with excitement.

I did so and spread my legs, revealing my shaven pussy to a woman for the first time.

Yvonne bent over and whispered into my ear “Open your legs wider darling. Give the boys a show. ”

I stretched my legs wider, both Chris and John peered into me.

Yvonne placed a single finger on my slit and proceeded to stroke my pussy, slowly, lovingly, teasingly; and then circling my clit with her digit. Up and back, around and around she went caressing the core of my womanhood. I pushed my pelvis up hard, dying for more stimulation, but Yvonne’s finger rose with my thrusts, denying me the extra stimulation I was craving.

Yvonne then used two fingers on my slit, and started rubbing faster and slightly firmer. I was starting to cum, whimpering and squirming, my toes curling. Yvonne drove her two fingers straight into my slick vagina and started to finger fuck me hard and deep, and pushed me over the edge, I descended into a deep orgasm, the like of which I had never had before. As I recovered my equilibrium, Yvonne’s face descended upon mine and she kissed me deeply, her fingers deserting my vagina. I could taste semen in her kiss from the cumshot she had received from Chris.

Yvonne delicately broke of the kiss and whispered into my ear, “It’s time for me to be fucked hard Carmen. Watch me get fucked.” With that, Yvonne got herself off the bed, knelt on the floor and beckoned both of the men over to her. After watching me bought to orgasm, both their cocks were hard again. She directed them to stand either side of her face and she took each cock in her hand and pulled them to her mouth. I watched as she sucked one and then the other. Slurping and swallowing each cock. She even rubbed the two cockheads together before inhaling them at the same time, slobbering all over them.

She didn’t suck the cocks for long; she wanted Chris to fuck her. Yvonne arranged herself on all fours, John sat in front of her so she could suck his cock and Chris moved behind her and started to push and probe her pussy with his cock until it slipped in. I had a perfect view of things, sitting up on the bed and looking down at my boyfriend’s cock sliding in and out of this plump and well aged woman’s pussy. Chris basically just knelt there as Yvonne rocked, with lustful vigor, back and forth on his cock. All the time her mouth was filled with John’s. I should have been appalled by the depraved situation that I seemed to have found myself in, but I simply wasn’t. It was a combination of the alcohol I had imbibed as well as what I came to learn was my voracious appetite for edgy sex.

As Yvonne’s fucking grew more urgent, Chris started to meet each thrust, with perfect syncopation until Chris started to groan, his thrusts became ragged and then he slumped forward release an animal grunt and a load of semen into Yvonne’s pussy. Chris swiftly withdrew his cock and came straight over to me, beckoning me to suck it and clean it off. His pubic hair was matted with cum and pussy juice. I took the slick and spent cock in my mouth, cleaning the gooiness from it before releasing the rapidly deflating member.

As I was doing this, John had moved around and wedged his cock into Yvonne’s already used pussy. John had a fierce grip on her hips, his fingers digging in as his cock ploughed into her. Yvonne started to cum, her legs twitching and her banshee screams building to a crescendo. John echoed with baritone pants as they both slumped forward, John’s asscheeks tightening as he emptied his load into Yvonne. After a short pause and some deep breaths, he whipped his cock from Yvonne’s vagina and moved over to me. I dutifully cleaned it off as I had done with Chris’.

As I finished cleaning John’s cock, Yvonne asked me to lick her pussy clean. She was sill kneeling on the floor and she asked me lie down and put my face between her legs. As I did so, Yvonne lowered her pussy towards my mouth, she clenched her vaginal muscles and globs of cum were extruded from her pussy coating my lips and chin. She then firmly planted her pussy on to my mouth and I lapped the cummy folds. Eventually Yvonne removed herself from me and then helped me up. John and Chris had gone to the kitchen to get some drinks. The room reeked of sex, acrid and primeval. We both went back to the bed and languidly laid down, our bodies resting against each other. John and Chris eventually came back with a round of drinks. We chatted for about half an hour, John and Yvonne talked about sex, about the group sex they had had at various times and with various people, and how they had fantasised about us joining in with them. John asked me rather ineloquently whether “I took it up the ass.” I nodded and he smiled.

Yvonne started cupping and lightly squeezing Chris’ balls and stroking his cock, which despite already cumming twice was springing to attention.

“I want this up my bum,” whispered Yvonne to Chris.

Yvonne got up from where she was sitting and went to a drawer in the dressing table removing a tube of lubricant. John came over to where I was sitting and started to fondle my breasts and then started kissing my neck and lightly nuzzling my earlobe. He paid exquisite care and attention to me, more than Chris had ever done, the wisdom of experience I guessed. I placed my hand on his magnificent penis and started to stroke into a full erection.

Meanwhile, I glanced over to see Yvonne fully coat Chris’ cock in lubricant before getting on to all fours again. I heard her say to Chris, “Work some fingers into me first”. He squirted some lubricant onto his fingers I saw them disappear into Yvonne’s more than ample backside, obviously starting to probe her anal opening.

I continued to stroke John’s cock which was now rock hard. He was nibbling on my earlobe and ever so softly whispering into my ear how he was going to fuck me in the ass. Nice and slow, long and deep.

I relinquished his cock as he lifted me up on all fours right next to Yvonne who was still having her anal cavity probed by Chris’ fingers. John wasted no time in moving behind me, and slowly sliding his big cock into my pussy. I felt full as my pussy expanded to take the wicked girth. John slowly rocked his cock back and forth inside me and I felt his fingertip circle around my puckered asshole. Slowly he probed my asshole with his finger, dipping it inside me before withdrawing.

My face was inches away from Yvonne’s, who looked at me with eyes lolling around and said, “Your boyfriend’s cock is in my ass”. Yvonne’s tits were flailing around as she was being fucked in the asshole by Chris. She had hooked one arm around and was furiously rubbing her clit.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

John had worked his finger into my asshole and his cock was still delectably filling my pussy. I felt my asshole fill more; John had squirmed another finger in and was sliding them in and out, rapidly but smoothly. I could feel him apply more pressure against my sphincter, pushing outwards with the buried fingers. He kept up his efforts for what seemed like a blissful eternity. Next to me Yvonne, collapsed forward in orgasmic throes, her guttural groans subsiding to whimpers. She lay there seemingly spent, smiling like a contented cat.

John was now sliding his fingers slowly all the way out of my anus and then pushing them back in. I could feel that my asshole was now very relaxed, remaining momentarily open even when John withdrew his fingers. His dick was still buried in my vagina and he was gradually starting to fuck me more forcefully, still smooth and steady, but pushing hard against my pelvis when he thrust forward.

Finally he slipped his dick out of my pussy and rubbed the head around my asshole. He squirted some more lubricant on my anal opening before grabbing my hips firmly and applying unyielding pressure on my asshole with his cock. I yelped and John groaned as his cockhead finally breached my anal ring. He stayed patiently still inside me, and let go of my hips, moving his hands around to spread my asscheeks wide, no doubt savouring the ribald view of my young asshole grasping his big middle-aged cock. John then started to push forward, slowly embedding the length of his cock in my colon. Fuck I thought, this felt nothing like having Chris’ cock in there. I groaned deeply and my eyes started to water, the extra length and girth of John’s cock was painful at first, but John didn’t rush, hadn’t rushed at any stage of his anal efforts. Gradually the pain subsided to tingly bliss, my pussy was as wet as hell.

John started to move his cock in and out of my bum smoothly, all the time keeping my asscheeks spread. My anus was more easily accommodating the big cock now. He buried it to the hilt and then slowly withdrew it, popping it back out of my asshole before plunging it back in deep. He kept doing this over and over again, stretching my anal opening until I felt it staying wide open of its own volition — gaping obscenely. I was savouring each rapacious plunge of his cock into my anal tunnel. I reached around and slithered my fingers around my squelchy pussy.

Once I had been thoroughly opened, John started fucking my bum really hard, plundering my asshole. I thought he would never stop the relentless buggering. But finally, he lurched forward, his pulsating cock spurting a load of semen inside my bumhole. He left his cock inside me as I started to cum a moment later, clawing at my clit like a woman possessed, then collapsing forward in a whimpering mess, simply overcome by orgasm. I just lay there perched where I was as John eventually withdrew his softening cock from its anal nest. I could feel that my utterly fucked asshole still hung open slackly. I had been well and truly gaped.

I had forgotten all about Chris and Yvonne being in the room, completely losing myself in the anal workout I had just received. They had a perfect view of my anal tunnel, and the rivulets of cum that I could feel sliding down my leg. As I looked over both were smiling at me, Yvonne was stroking Chris’ thighs. We were all exhausted. Yvonne went and got us another round of drinks and after that Chris and I showered again and slunk off to bed, thoroughly satiated. We woke up the next morning all dreadfully hung-over but with no regrets of the debauchery from the evening before. My bumhole was still sore and it was a bit difficult to walk properly, but that was a small sacrifice to pay for a night of fantastic fucking…