“You are right on Heather. I just love lying on the bed giving myself soft massages. Lately I have been picturing Charles stabbing me at the same time. A lot of times I have to tell guys to take it easy. It seems like roughness turns guys on for some reason. I wonder where they get that notion?”
“I think they must be born with it or they have watched too much porn.”
I was admiring how nice and filled up my hands were as I massaged them for Heather and alternated my sucking between the two.
“Karen your tongue attack on these nips is wanting me to get off again. You won’t mind if I slide a hand down and let me bring myself to a cum will you.”
“Gosh no Heather, my girlfriend Ann and I do that all the time before we use our mouths on each other to clean up the honey we generate.
Maybe you will let me sit in your lap after your cum and let me do the same with my hands as you massage my little boobs. Then we can use our tongues on each other. Ann and I think the finger action makes the next cum better when we use our tongues. Our own finger warms us up.”
Heather played with her button and soon my nose was picking up the scent of her efforts. It wasn’t long after that, that she orgasmed and with her free hand placed it on the back of my hand that was on a boob and pressed it hard into her breast as the waves of pleasure surged through her body. I did not break contact until I heard, “My turn know to sit and help you enjoy a cum.”
“Heather before we make the switch, just stand and bury your mound at my mouth so a can slurp some of the honey you made before you sit back down.”
Heather did as I asked and she let out a nice moan as I ran my tongue over her clit picking up the lubrication she had spread around with her finger. She placed her hands on the back of my head, her head on the wall behind the sofa for support and called out, “Oh god Karen, more of that please, Oh god yeah, oh… oh… oh…”
She gushed a nice stream of juice in no time. When she had recovered I heard, “Wow, we need to do it like this again. Okay hon, my turn to treat you. It is no wonder I sprayed you last night. Your tongue is something else. They say Charles tongue is wicked. Is it?”
“You have never experienced his tongue?”
“No just his cock. We have never dated and I guess the timing or something was not right for him to use his tongue.”
“Wow that is a shocker.”
We made the switch.
Our mouth/tongue technique, made us want more of each other. It is strange how seeing her on the dance floor attracted me to her.
Later in the shower, we agreed to have another session in a week.
We both woke and prepared to get to work after having another round of 69 with Heather on top and the full finger treatment with my knees raised. I will admit to liking it and had asked her to finger fuck my ass from time to time.
During the week, Charles and I talked but I did not mention my side activity with Heather. I was going to see how long it would be before he asks and if was very long out in time I would ask him.
We both had commitments for upcoming weekend.
I called Heather mid-week and told her she was free to drop by anytime before Sunday if she desired.
I put the phone down and it rang. It was April wanting to get together this weekend. My heart skipped a beat wondering how to answer her. I was wanting to use my finger on her in her back door. I decided quickly that maybe Heather would teach her like she did me and maybe we could have a three-some; like in porn movies.
“Sure, let’s meet Friday night. Should we try a new place or the usual?”
I heard, “Let’s meet at the usual place, it’s so convenient to things. What’s up since we last been together?”
I nearly died hearing the question. I replied, “Taking lessons.”
“What kind of lesson.?”
“Well Ann, I answered a forwarded e-mail and …”
“Oh my god Karen, I have soaked my jeans listening to you. If it was good for you I am sure it will be good for me. Oh my god, I will be in a state of tension now until I see you Friday.”
I did not mention to Ann that it might be a threesome.
Thursday, Heather called. We chatted about my invitation to Ann. Heather indicated she would forgo the club and spend Saturday afternoon, night and Sunday with us.
Friday came quickly for me. I met Ann and she suggested forgetting about the shopping after eating and for us to go back to my place to play. We always play at my place because she is still living at home. The sex that night was more intense because of all that had happened including me exposing Ann to the middle digit of my hand.
I was using my pinky to initiate her to the feeling there and then the ring finger to stretch her anal ring while playing with her clit for pain distraction. I moved to the ring finger after I heard her moan a little on my pinky. My finger was just inside the ring. She was kneeling on the floor, laying forward on the bed massaging her tits. It took me some time to get her to relax and a lot of lubrication even to get my pinky in. I was being turned on by doing something I considered sluttish just a few days earlier.
I decided I would take her to the edge with my ring finger in her tight hole with one hand and by playing with her clit with the other hand and resting my head on her back. I let her set the pace and when she let herself go over the edge I replaced the ring finger with the middle digit. Her head lifted off the bed, and out of her mouth came a loud, “OOOHHHHOOOOO GOD,” along with a copious amount of a spray into my hand.
I was shocked at the volume. Her body thrashed and contorted as both of my fingers working on her continued to generate feelings she had never experienced. I eased up on the stimulation before I had her raw and sore. Her arms were outstretched in front of her where her hands had made a wad of the sheet as she was griping to hold onto something as she orgasmed. As I withdrew my fingers, her body was still experiencing mini-cums.
As she was recovering I took the hand she had wetted, smelled it and then tasted it. I was turned on by the aroma and I said, “Lie on your back Ann and let me clean you up with my tongue.” I was sure she did not know she had sprayed a little.
Ann did as I asked, still dazed and panting for air. I lifted her legs so her knees were up, wrapped my arms around her thigh and slowly lowered my face to her playpen, taking in all the wetness, the aroma and color.
I began to lick her with long licks of the tongue from the near her anal ring to near her clit. I avoided her clit.
I then heard, “My god Karen is the top of my head still attached? I’m afraid to feel. Why haven’t we tried that sooner. Oh don’t answer that I know the answer. From now on that will be part of our play, right?”
“Ann, Saturday Heather is coming to teach me more. She is going to bring a strap-on to do me in that tight hole. I want her to get me to a point where I can let a guy that I really care about do me there with his cock and enjoy it.”