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[Dillon]

"I've saved you the bow Derek. Would you care to remove it now?" Liz said as she leaned in a bit towards Derek.

He could barely hear the words over his heart beating. The tiniest brush air he felt against his face and it found him instinctively inhaling her perfume. He dared ever closer to her, ever closer to the abandonement of the gentleman he always was. He grasped the bow in teeth, and began to pull.

 

[Dillon]

...as the tension on the ribbon loosened and he was able to pull it free from the small recesses above her collar bones he could no longer take it. His open mouth now closed the intimate distance as on an arrow. The trappings of his shirt became bindings and he threw them aside without a care. The attention of his desire and the attention of his every nerve was on Liz. He couldn't pull her close enough to him. His mouth was an alternating change of dance from long slow licks to hot staccato stabs. She allowed him to move about her with his open mouth, sometimes sucking a pull of cold air across to cool her heat. And it was an even dance, Liz was a woman confident in what she wanted. Both moved almost in time to each other, kissing, sucking, licking. Even a suck of air behind his tongue would not cool her, nothing could cool her heat and their dance. He was still underneath her in the chair when she sat up and pressed her weight onto him.

"These pants have absolutely GOT to go. Deb you'd better not still be in clothes either. Everybody's naked..."

Derek's voice faded as Liz took her hands to the bare skin under his waistline. She tossed her hair up onto his chest and abdomen. He could feel her lips trailing just behind the top line of his boxers, he never wore boxers but on special occasions at Deb's request...and just as quick as rational thought began to cross his mind her mouth found him.

"OH...my..." Derek's back arched and his head threw itself back.
"Deb...get over here...Oh...mmmmnnn."

A brief pause allowed him a moment to witness Deb, now almost behind Liz, kissing the small of her back and playing with her pussy and ass. The pause Derek had received was because of Liz's own head being thrown back, either by Deb's surpise or from pleasure. He didn't have much time to wonder as Liz meandered back to his cock, though there was a wickedness in her eyes at this renewed approach.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Ok, now she knew what would surprise her more than Dereks request that she strip; the small hand that had begun caressing her thighs, ass and the sensitive soft skin between her legs; that was a surprise. Maybe she should have been prepared, but Dereks lips and tongue had completely distracted her. Once she had freed his cock from the confining fabric of his trousers and boxers she had only had one thought, to take as much of the handsome member into her mouth as she could manage. She’d been in the process of doing just that when Debra began to rain warm kisses on the small of her back. Her gasp was pure pleasure as she felt Deb begin to explore her body. The touches were hesitant and cautious, nothing overtly sexual. Liz didn’t care, so long as Deb was touching her, wanted to touch her. God, she hoped that Deb needed to touch her the way she craved the other womans skin.

Liz knew it was too soon. Deb had to be ready for this, had to be so aroused that she didn’t think twice sharing her body with Liz. Though Liz had decided to let Deb move at her own pace, there was no harm in making it easy for her. Liz arranged herself to be as open and accessible as she could; rising onto her knees and spreading her legs wide, she left her pussy fully exposed to Debs every whim. She couldn’t see it, but she made an arousing picture wearing nothing but high heels and black stockings, her hairless pussy pink and wet with desire; and nearly begging to be enjoyed. With a wicked grin, she looked at Derek. Poor man, he was going to have to bear the brunt of her arousal, and it was going to start with an all out assault on that massive shaft that lured her back even as Deb continued to stroke her lower body.

She wrapped her hand around the upright and rigid pole that sprang from between Dereks legs. The fingers of one hand were not sufficient to completely encircle him and her pussy throbbed as she thought about him stretching wide her opening to enter her wet hole. She cupped his balls and felt their weight and size; she rolled them gently in the palm of her hand, and watched his reaction. His eyes were open, watching her as she played with his cock, then looking past her to watch Deb.

Her fingers squeezed his shaft, gently, then with more assurance. She started to stroke him, her hand moving up and down, slowly, stopping at the bulge of the darkening head, and gliding down to the base, before starting the motion again. While one hand stroked his cock, the other massaged and caressed his swelling balls, but that certainly wasn’t enough for Liz. She licked her red lips and brought them gently to the tip of his manhood, pressing her mouth against the slit that had begun to glisten with his fluids. She pressed harder, letting him feel a slight resistance as he moved between her lips. He groaned, a low and prolonged sound, and she worked her mouth up and down on the small spot of his cock that she’d tasted so far. She opened her mouth further, taking in more of his velvety head. It was as if she could feel him pressing between the lips of her cunt when she took him and her arousal increased. Finally the whole head of his cock popped into her waiting mouth and she sucked him hungrily, bobbing her head up and down, relishing the way he pressed against her tongue and cheeks.

Liz felt her mouth stretch wide to take him, and she knew she had to have more. She began to lick his shaft, long hot strokes, pressing her tongue flat against the skin, making him slippery with her spit. His dick glistened in the fire light, hard wet and ready to be consumed. She sucked the head into her mouth, pressed further, now feeling the nubby ridge at the base of the head. How would she ever take him all? She wanted to feel her face press against his belly as she sucked him, and she adjusted her breathing and position to allow her to take more of him. Now the head touched the back of her throat, and deeper. She fucked him with her mouth, her whole focus on taking more of him with each downward stroke.

“Relax, take him slowly. You don’t have to rush, he loves what you’re doing, and I love watching.”

Deb spoke from beside Liz and the words were like a shaft of pure sex. She moaned around Dereks cock and suddenly everything seemed to work, she felt the first twinge of an orgasm as her nose touched the hair at the base and the last inch of him slid past her lips.

 

[Dillon]

Don't rush?? God I've been hanging on by a thread!!

Derek had been making a gigantic effort in making himself, and Liz, wait for his orgasm. But the vision before him and the extremely talented mouth were forcing him to let down his walls and give in. When Liz plunged down the entire length of him and he could feel her throat squeezing he let out a quick moan. Derek wasn't the moaning type as of late, then again he wasn't the anything type as of late. Her tongue was hot and her lips pulled at him hungrily. It felt as though someone else was in the room, and it had gotten Deb's attention as well.

"Go on babe, cum in her pretty little mouth...I want to watch you do it."

Derek knew Liz wasn't going to need a warning as to his orgasm's arrival. Still he summoned, "Liz....you're going....to make..." And that was all he could say before inhaling a quick breath, and cumming. From somewhere in his mind he could hear his voice groan out loudly. His whole body lurched with each wave of his orgasm and Liz was holding on to him, still pulling him to her even as the spasms began to quiet and slow down. Deb had left Liz and was stroking his hair. She began to kiss him softly, holding his face in her hands that held the soft scent of Liz's sex.

When Derek opened his eyes and looked into her eyes Deb simply said with a smile, "Happy Birthday my luv."

Derek smiled back, kissed her again and then looked down at a perplexed Liz...staring in disbelief at the rock hard member in her hand.

"Liz, you are amazing. That was incredible." Derek rolled over to the champagne flutes on the coffee table and returned to the ladies on his knees. Upon his return, however, he noticed once again that the girls had not skipped a beat in his absence. Liz had crept up to Deb and they were kissing gently. Deb reached a hand out behind her for the glass she knew would be there saying, "I get to have a little taste of what Liz worked so hard for."

Derek smiled and kept his distance a bit. Though he was hard as a rock and fully ready for the next round, he was curious to see the pair engage. For now he would stay out of the action and leave it up to the situation or an invitation to rejoin. Even now the orgasm he had had was still echoing through him. With that he leaned back against a soft chair on the floor and wrapped his eyes around the unbelievable scenery right in front of him.

 

[Lady_Kit]

My God, Liz thought, the man is incredible. His cock was still defiantly hard, as if mocking her efforts. Had they been a couple on their own, she knew what she would have done with the tempting length of manhood. She’d have climbed onto his lap, impaled herself on the rigid shaft, and ridden him until she screamed in orgasmic bliss. She expected that Debra often took that ride. Liz had a mental image of the Deb moving up and down on Dereks cock, while the her beautiful tits bounced and swayed with the motion of their fucking.

Oh, those tits! Bare and beaconing, two treasures on a body that was perfection, and for the first time fully revealed and accessible. As Derek moved away to retrieve the champagne glasses, Liz crawled to where Deb still knelt beside the chair so recently vacated by her husband. Liz raised up, her own damp skin within a hairsbreadth from Debs. So close that as they came chest to chest, their breasts touched, nipples brushing across soft skin. Her breath fanned over Debs skin, cooling the heated flush that covered her chest. Finally they were face to face. Their eyes met, and they smiled, knowing that it had all gone the way they’d wanted, and that the adventure was just beginning.

You’re a lucky woman, Deb, thank you for sharing. He’s delicious. Would you like a taste?

“Absolutely.”

Liz leaned forward, pressing her lips against Debs; moving slightly, creating a little friction, then inserted just the tip of her tongue into the welcoming mouth. It was so sweet, so hot, she moaned as she felt Deb respond. The kiss was soft and full of promise. Derek made a small sound as he moved back to them and Deb spoke to him quietly, her voice husky with desire.

"I get to have a little taste of what Liz worked so hard for."

Their tongues first shared the delicate taste of Dereks cum, new to Liz because it was the first time; new to Deb because it was now flavored by the taste of another woman. Both were inflamed by the experience. Debra took the glass that Derek offered, though how she managed to hold it Liz couldn't understand. They shared the contents, then Deb placed the empty glass on a nearby table.

“Before I forget to mention it, thank you for the a truly wonderful birthday ladies. Liz, you’re gift was particularly satisfying. As I said, you’re amazing.”

She was aware of Derek laying back against the cushions of the chair, a glass of champagne in his hand and a smile on his face. Having spoken, he now seemed content to silently watch. He looked like a sultan observing the antics of his harem. Well, she didn’t mind giving him something special to watch. After all it was his birthday.

I’m amazing, Derek? You’re the one that’s amazing, all that effort and still ready to go again. I just hope that I can do as well by Debra. What do you think? Shall I see if she finds me as satisfying?

 

[Dillon]

He had fully given the impression to both ladies that it was their turn to focus attention upon each other. His recline against the chair led to an interesting glance from Liz as she commented about Deb finding her satisfying. Backlit by the fire the two silhouettes were absolutely beautiful. As they began to kiss and press flesh to flesh Derek saw the curious hands of Deb move about Liz.

She's as cautious with Liz as I was in my first encounters with Deb...and as I will also be with Liz....

Derek laughed a quiet laugh at his own thoughts. His amusement and inner thoughts were broken by Deb's words, "What are you doing over there all by yourself, everyone's here and everyone is busy. Liz, does he have a pretty hard on or what?"

Derek's face became flushed as he placed his glass on a nearby table and began to crawl slowly to the two feminine forms. That was the moment Liz had apparently decided she had waited enough. In a flash of movement she had flipped the two so that Liz now almost sat at the now lying down Deb. Their legs entwined in a way Derek couldn't immediately discern, but it almost looked like a missionary position. The look on Deb's face went from a kind of shock to half lidded pleasure as Liz moved her clit against Deb's. The previous picture in his mind all but disappeared at the one now before him. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and he forced himself to somehow move toward them once again at this new twist. Liz was moving her hips, Deb was moving her hips, both were moaning and sighing softly. As much as he wanted to somehow join the two he couldn't bring himself to break this moment between them. Only feet away he could only watch how the figures moved, the curves threw their shadows...and the sounds....

 

[StarXChyld]

Pent-up and Let Loose

She had stepped back a little and watched as Liz and Derek got to know each other. The sounds, the sights and the smells were overwhelmingly erotic. This had transpired into something much more a turn-on for Debra than she had anticipated.

When Liz was on her knees before Derek, sucking on his gorgeous cock that Debra knew so well, she wanted to hug her for making Derek so happy and importantly. . .Hard. Debra had watched the pure delight on Derek’s face as Liz worked him over and then suddenly she found herself focusing on Liz’s body. The way her breasts swayed back and forth as she bobbed up and down on Derek’s cock made Debra swallow hard. Her eyes followed the gentle curve of Liz’s bare back to the tip of her upturned ass and she found herself moving towards Liz, almost as if in a dream. She positioned herself on her knees behind Liz and studied the other woman’s beautiful pink mound. She had never seen another woman’s pussy before in real life and she was fascinated. She finally understood why men craved pussy, enjoyed looking at pussy and eating pussy. It was so ripe and inviting. Her hand tentatively stroked the inside of Liz’s thigh as she continued to study her hot little puss, drawing up the courage to touch it for the first time. Liz’s skin was so soft and the faint scent of arousal was heady.

She was about to dive in when Derek called out his impending orgasm. Debra wanted to be there for that; it had been so long! She tore herself away from Liz’s sex, promising herself that she would return soon enough. Stroking Derek’s head as she watched Liz bring him over the edge, Debra was elated. This was going much much better than she had expected. She almost went into a fit of giggles when Liz pulled off of Derek’s rock hard cock. He had cum, that was certain but he was still rigid and ready for more. Her old Derek was back! Bigger, badder and better than ever!

As he rolled away to get his champagne and catch his breath, Liz nearly toppled Debra with pent-up lust. Debra had some extra sexual energy she needed to expend as well, soon they were gyrating on the floor, lip to lip, hip to hip. Through the blur of ecstasy, Debra reached out to Derek, panting. "Darling, bring that solider back over here. I do believe he needs some more lip service."

Liz chuckled softly under her breath as her lips moved down Debra’s body. She welcomed Derek’s distraction as she was finally allowed to explore Debra’s form for the first time.

Derek knelt beside Debra and lifted his cock to her mouth. Her tongue instinctively slid from her lips and tried desperately to reach the tip of his cock but he held her at bay as he watched Liz move over Debra’s body. Glancing back at his wanton wife, he smiled down at her as he rubbed his cock over her cheeks and chin, the last drop of his cum deposited in the cleft of her chin. "Tell her what you want, Debra."

He brought the head of his engorged cock to her lips and let her lick him once before he pulled it back and spoke again, in a little more forceful tone. "You want this cock, sweetheart? Tell Liz what you want her to do and maybe you’ll get your reward."

Debra’s hands fluttered up to grab him but he grabbed her wrist and lightly pinned it under one of his knees as he continued to stroke his huge cock before her wide eyes. She could feel Liz’s warm mouth on her erect nipples, drawing her in, making her squirm under Liz’s touch. It was such sweet torture but she couldn’t tell Liz what she wanted. She was still to shy to say the actual words.

Derek brought the tip of his cock to her lips once again, tracing their outline with the last drop of semen he had managed to squeeze out of the head. Her pink tongue hastily darted over her lips and licked them clean. She moaned softly as she pleaded with him, "Please Derek. . .please!"

"Don’t beg me, Deb. Talk to Liz." He smiled at her lovingly as he fondled one of Liz’s firm breasts. They had played this game before, just not with another participant. Derek knew Deb. got off on being submissive at times, he hoped she would now. Liz glanced up at Derek and he winked his reassurance at her. "Now Debra, do you have something you’d like to say to our new friend?"

 

[Lady_Kit]

"Don’t beg me, Deb. Talk to Liz."

Dereks voice held a tone of command that Liz hadn’t heard him use at any other time tonight, but it was Debs reply that she waited to hear. However, Debra was uncharacteristically quiet. Liz was at first concerned that the other woman was suddenly having a case of very cold feet. Perhaps she’d been to forward? Had she paid too much attention to Derek? Liz felt a moment of sheer panic, followed closely by acute disappointment. Damnit, Liz, she thought, now you’ve done it, you’ve scared the poor woman right out of the mood.

On second look though, Deb didn’t look as if she were no longer interested; in fact, her body was flushed and glowing with her arousal. She watched avidly as Dereks hand reached out to squeezed Lizs’ breast, and small mews of need escaped her mouth each time Derek ran his cock across her lips. A quick glance at Derek gained her a wink of reassurance, and Liz began to get an idea of what was going on.

"Now Debra, do you have something you’d like to say to our new friend?"

Derek prompted the beauty who lay pinned to the floor at the wrists by his knee, and partially restrained at the thighs by Lizs body. It had not occurred to Liz, but she now saw the game and realized it was in part to make this new experience easier for Debra and seemed also to be a familiar form of sex play. She smiled wickedly and picked up her cue from Derek.

Maybe she just doesn’t know what to ask for, Derek. Perhaps I should give her a little direction? I mean, she’s hardly in any position to disagree. Are you darling?

A slight sound from Debra and a tremble that ran from head to foot was the only response Liz got, but it told her that she was on the right track.

I did hear her ask for something a moment ago. What was it you wanted, dear? Did you want this…?

Liz leaned forward, pressing more of her body against Debs, and lazily ran her tongue over the hard cock that Derek held steady just out of Debs reach. Liz positioned herself so that the nipple of one firm breast was just above Debs mouth. She nearly moaned aloud when she felt the first tentative caress of Debs tongue against the crinkled areola; then gasped when warm lips captured the nipple within a moist mouth.

Oh, that’s very good, Deb, mmm, you do that sooo well…In fact, you’re so good you should get a reward.

Liz moved back and placed the head of Dereks long shaft against Debs mouth, which opened eagerly to suck the fat cock head inside. While Debs mouth was occupied, Liz gave her the second part of her reward. She moved down the perfect body beneath her and stopped at the breasts that she had been aching to touch since she’d first laid eyes on them. Getting an encouraging nod from Derek, Liz began to run her face and mouth over the large mounds.

Debra had beautiful tits, soft but firm, warm and responsive to her touch. Liz placed little kisses over each pale globe, using her mouth to caress the tender skin from the smooth slope above the areola to the full curve below. She covered every inch except for the tantalizing nipples. Like cherries on an ice cream treat they were to be savored last. Finally, when Deb had begun to arch her back, as if offering the hard buds, Liz licked first one then the other; only a single stroke of her wet tongue, but covering each from bottom to top.

Deb moaned around the thick cock in her mouth, and Derek leaned forward, holding himself above her on his hands and knees, to allow her to take more of him, then began pumping in and out with a slow steady stroke. Deb seemed to be enjoying the sensation of having her sweet mouth fucked while Liz played with her tits. The more Liz licked her, the more she strained to devour Dereks cock. By the time Liz was actively suckling one nipple while she pinched the other with just the tips of her fingers Deb was writhing beneath her.

Reluctantly taking her mouth away from the nipple she’d been nibbling on, Liz looked at Derek and winked saucily.

Well, do you think she has something to say now, Derek?

 

[Dillon]

The question from Liz and her preceding actions told Derek quite a lot about this new lover. Liz would never have guessed Debra to ever be the submissive one and yet her writhing indicated wild pleasure. Derek surmised that Liz favored the dominant tone, even in her encounters with strong men. This was an incredibly different position for Liz and Derek. Apparently they'd get to pick and choose between a domninant and a submissive rather than be one or the other or bounce between the two. Which most times is exactly what Deb and Derek would do.

"Neither of us is going to say it for you." Derek stroked a light touch across Deb's wet breast, flicking her nipple as he crossed it. Her whole body heaved into tension, "Take any longer and you'll have to spell it."

He pulled back his hips away from her and let up on her wrists as his lips wandered to Liz's. He didn't get far....

 

[StarXChyld]

Debra’s head was swimming with pleasure. She loved when Derek took the dominant role and made her beg for her sexual release. But this was different. He was making her beg Liz for her sex and the humility of the situation only made her wetter and hotter.

She panted heavily under the light restraint that Derek and Liz had devised her blue eyes wide with awe as she watched Liz suck her nipple into her warm mouth. The sensation of Liz’s tongue flicking at her hard nub was pushing her closer and closer to the edge and she busied herself with Derek’s massive erection as he slid back and forth between her lips, fucking her mouth soundly.

Suddenly they both pulled back and spoke as if she were a small child.

"Well, do you think she has something to say now, Derek?" Liz smiled darkly as her eyes met his.

"Neither of us is going to say it for you." Derek stroked a light touch across Deb's wet breast, flicking her nipple as he crossed it. Her whole body heaved into tension, "Take any longer and you'll have to spell it."

Debra’s pussy was aching with lust. She arched her back, bringing her hips up to Liz’s and grinded against her urgently as she watched her husband’s lips press against Liz’s. Closing her eyes tightly, she gathered her courage to ask for what she needed so badly.

"Oooooooh God! Yes! Yes! I want you to eat me, Liz. Please? Please, I need your tongue in my pussy right now!" Debra whimpered as she reached between her body and Liz’s and stroked Liz’s soft swollen pussy.

Somewhere in her delirium, Debra could hear Derek chuckle softly. She opened her eyes and watched his hands as they caressed Liz’s full breasts, stroking her nipples lightly as Debra continued to explore her smooth mound. She allowed herself to slide a finger between Liz’s drenched lips and find her clit. Liz began rocking back and forth on Debra’s hand, her moans almost a purr. Derek’s hands slid over Liz’s slender waist and guided her to turn around until her pussy was directly over Debra’s face.

"There. Much better. This way Liz can eat you while I watch you eat her, my luv."

 

[Lady_Kit]

"Oooooooh God! Yes! Yes! I want you to eat me, Liz. Please? Please, I need your tongue in my pussy right now!"

The tentative caress of Debs finger against her clit was driving Liz mad, and when she felt Deb penetrate her wet pussy Liz couldn’t stop her body from moving in response. God, but she needed to cum! Unlike many women who claimed otherwise, Liz loved to suck cock, more than that, it turned her on, made her wet and horney and nearly out of her mind, if it went on long enough, or if, as with Derek, she was lucky enough to get the cock in question to cum. Now she was cruising at 90 mph on that oral sex high, and here was Debra. Sexy, voluptuous Debra, begging to be eaten; acting submissive and in need of a bit of domination. Her mind reeled at arousal she felt. Between Deb & Derek they had pushed nearly all her hot buttons, from the atmosphere to the attitude everything had been perfect.

Dereks hands on her tits were divine and she would have begged him not to stop had his other intentions not been made clear immediately. When he positioned her wet pussy over the pretty face of his wife, Liz was thrilled. His indirect command to Debra that she return the oral pleasures that Liz was going to give to her sent a shaft of hot desire to her sex. Oh, to feel that mouth, that tongue….what ecstasy!

Oh, Debra, I’d love to eat your sweet little pussy. But you have to be a good girl and follow every instruction Derek gives you while I’m licking your tender cunt. Will you do as you’re told?

Liz spoke from her position over Debs body and let her breath caress the wet pink cunt that Deb so nicely displayed for her. She positioned her hands on the floor between Debs thighs and spread the shapely limbs open just a little more, just until the moist lips parted slightly. Liz ran one perfectly manicured nail up either side of the glistening slit, lightly teasing the tender flesh. Debra trembled beneath her and a small sound escaped her lips. Liz smiled, pleased that Debra was so responsive to her touch. Her finger made a third pass over the heated skin of Debs outer lips; this time, she ran the tip of her finger directly over the wet slit, then placing her finger in her mouth, she gleefully tasted the juice that she had collected.

“Yes, yes, I'll be good, just don't tease me anymore. Oh, please, Liz, no more teasing….please…”

I’ll do my best to please, darling, believe me, I’ll do my very best. Derek, you'll see to it that she's a good girl while I'm occupied?

Liz laughed and allowed herself the pleasure that had been withheld all evening. The taste of Debras pussy. She began with long slow strokes of her tongue, working from the edge of Debs pussy; moving closer with each long lick, letting the flat of her tongue slide across the wet skin; stroke after stroke. Finally, when she could stand it no longer, she pressed her tongue between the swollen lips of Debs puss and felt it slightly penetrate the opening beyond. Deb rose up, offering more, and Liz obliged her by burying her tongue as deep as she could manage and holding it there.

 

[Dillon]

Impaled by the intimacy and the absolute flames of desire before him Derek had left himself out of the action. He wasn't sure of how placing Liz over Deb would go over but he could see Liz was excited by the shift. Derek watched Deb's face and could feel her body react to Liz. There was no jealousy, no envy...

God that's how she looks when I hear and feel her moans? I could watch this all night, the things I never get to really see...but feel....

Deb began to curve her spine, arch her neck upward towards Liz's swollen clit.

"Oh no, sweet. You watch my fingers love her the way your tongue might wish, but not until you let yourself go. Liz wants her reward as well. She'll get it but not without you holding back...do you want to cum, sugar?"

He had curved his hand over Liz's ass and began a little show for Deb. It wasn't intended to grab the attention of Liz as much as it did, it was more for the squinted eyes and tilted head of Deb. Liz dropped her tilted hips at Deb's open mouth in mid-gasp. Derek found his hand very much in the way as Deb's lips and tongue held back not a bit. When he saw his wife's hand grab the back of Liz's head at her gasp of delight to thrust her back to her passions he rested at Deb's shoulder.

"Don't stop now, I'm going to- "

"What do you want Deb?" Derek's eyes darted between Liz and Deb.

Liz paused her actions at Derek, to the rise of Deb's hips in protest.

"Do as you're told, remember Deb?" Liz said as she let a hot breath out over Deb's pussy.

"I want to cum under your mouth..."

Liz lept at her and Derek stole a Liz flavored kiss before Deb seemed to pop like light bulbs with too much electricity. The way her face looked and her body moved, Derek would never forget it. In the quietness of the beautiful room the three layed for a pause. Liz still hummed with an inner hunger which Derek and Deb had been planning eye to eye. Hard as marble Derek and his stone appendige rose, headed for the bathroom and began to run a hot bath...and light the candles.

Ok, ok...time for a little rest, you'll burn yourself out if you keep this up...

He was still chuckling a little at the immature pun when he saw Deb at the doorway. He had no taste for the flat white light of an office building, and Deb had ordered the usual compliment of candles to acomodate him on this occasion. Her face was concerned even in the warm light.

"Have I done something wrong?" Derek reached for Deb.

Deb walked to him slowly, "Nothing, luv. You ok?"

"I'm forty, if I spend the whole night on the floor who knows what could happen?" He sank into the hot water while holding Deb's hand, a smile hiding some truth and some sarcasm.

"Is Liz ok?? We're not finished with her yet...you wanna go get her or...you get in and I'll go get her....I just wanted to leave you two alone if you wanted it...and a hot rinse sounded nice."

Deb pushed the button for the jet tub to start, her eyes still falling to the pink iceburg rising defiantly above the surface. Derek succumbed to the bubbles nearly instantly as Deb stood up.

"I'm going to order up some room service, go get Liz and somehow enjoy that tub. I hope Liz has the patience for us."

Derek began a protest that ended in a quick dunk, emerging from the water he barely witnessed a fine terry robe float across the exit to the bathroom through the mirror...

 

[StarXChyld]

He was being a tease. Debra, while satisfied for the moment, was a little irritated with her husband’s lack of manners. He had cum. Debra had cum, more than once. But poor Liz hadn’t been relieved yet. She had desperately wanted to bring Liz to orgasm and had her in perfect position when her husband had decided to take a bath! Of course, it was his birthday but still, he was acting like the spoiled Birthday Boy, thinking only of himself.

After she had followed him into the bathroom, he’d started his tormenting teasing once again. "Is Liz ok?? We're not finished with her yet...you wanna go get her or...you get in and I'll go get her....I just wanted to leave you two alone if you wanted it...and a hot rinse sounded nice."

Well, at least he hadn’t forgotten about Liz entirely. He had that bemused little smile on his face as their eyes met in the candlelight. He knew exactly what he was doing. Being naughty. He only smiled at her like that when he knew he was being a naughty little boy.

Laying her slender hand on the top of his head, she unceremoniously dunked him under the bubbles, "I'm going to order up some room service, go get Liz and somehow enjoy that tub. I hope Liz has the patience for us."

Grabbing a robe from the back of the bathroom door, she threw it over her cooling body and walked back into the living room of the suite. Liz was curled up in the corner of the couch, sipping the remains of her champagne. She glanced up at Debra as she approached and smiled softly. Debra was sure she spied a little sadness in her eyes.

Trying to lighten the mood, Debra walked over and knelt in front of Liz, her chin resting on Liz’s knee as she looked up into her beautiful flushed face. “Thank you for all of this, Liz. I think I’m enjoying Derek’s present as much as he is. Although I want to finish unwrapping it much quicker than he seems to. I think he’s relishing the moment. Plus, I must tell you,” Debra grinned impishly, “I’ve never seen him like this. I mean, so hard and so big for so long! I think he thinks we’re going to kill him!” She let out a small giggle as she lowered her lips to the soft skin on Liz’s knee.

“Let’s give him a breather and order some “finger foods” from room service. Whadya’ say?” Debra lifted her eyes hopefully and was relieved to find Liz smiling back at her.

“Personally, I was enjoying the appetizers. . .but, you’re the Party Planner.” Liz brushed a wisp of hair from Debra’s eyes as she willed Debra’s lips back to her silken legs.
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The Valet had literally run back downstairs and into the kitchen to gather his buddies around and share with them what he had seen in room #1477. There had been a smattering of slaps on the back as well as some light-hearted shoving.

“Way to go, Jimmy!”

“Two red-hot broads and one guy? No Way!”

“I don’t know what you’ve been smokin’, Jimmy, but let me have a hit! hehehe”

“Um, Jimmy? Only one question. . .if they’re up there doing what you said they’re doin’. . .then why the fuck are you down here?!”

“Hey! Isn’t #1477 facing the courtyard? Ya know we could sneak into #1427. . .it’s across the courtyard, and if they haven’t closed the drapes. . .”

Just then the phone rang in the kitchen and one of the boys yelled out excitedly, “Shit! It’s #1477!!”

A hush fell over the kitchen as the boy repeated the order, “Another bottle of champagne, strawberries in Grand Marnier with brown sugar on the side, two slices of cheesecake with extra whipped cream and extra chocolate sauce on the side. . .Yes, we’ve got it, Mrs. Lawson, anything else?” The kid nodded silently as his buddies squirmed and tried to stifle their excitement, “Three chocolate eclairs. Very good, Mrs. Lawson, we’ll be right up.”

The boy hung up the phone and turned back to his friends, “Holy shit! Jimmy wasn’t kiddin’!!”

 

[Lady_Kit]

Liz paused in front of the windows overlooking the hotel courtyard. She’d removed her shoes and stockings; standing now in only a silk throw she’d grabbed from the back of one chair. The throw was more for comfort than modesty; they were, after all on the 14th floor and all the windows facing them were dark or curtained off. In any case, she was far more concerned with the actions of Deb & Derek than with being observed by other guests.

She picked up her glass and refilled it on the way back to the sofa; her mind still occupied with what had gone wrong during the encounter with her new friends. One minute Derek was very deliberately stroking her sex and encouraging Deb to replace his fingers with her mouth. Then Deb was cumming, her juice hot and sweet on Lizs’ face and tongue. The lingering taste of the other woman was a delicious counterpoint to the champagne, and even more intoxicating, Liz thought as she took a small sip of wine.

The sound of water running in the bathroom did little to resolve the mystery of Dereks departure, and when she heard Debs laughter, she felt not only confused, but rejected as well. Liz settled into the corner of the sofa, not really sure what she should do next. She could always retreat to the other room if the couple was ready to be alone. She was ready to leave, when Deb returned to the room and knelt before her.

“Thank you for all of this, Liz. I think I’m enjoying Derek’s present as much as he is. Although I want to finish unwrapping it much quicker than he seems to. I think he’s relishing the moment. Plus, I must tell you I’ve never seen him like this. I mean, so hard and so big for so long! I think he thinks we’re going to kill him! Let’s give him a breather and order some “finger foods” from room service. Whadya’ say?”

With Deb kissing her skin and looking up with those beautiful blue eyes Liz would have agreed to just about anything.

Personally, I was enjoying the appetizers. . .but, you’re the Party Planner.

Liz brushed a wisp of hair from Debra’s eyes as she willed Debs lips back to her silken legs. Please touch me, she thought, please ease this ache you’ve created. She pleaded with her eyes, unwilling to admit to the fierce need she felt not only for release, but for the touch of this beautiful and intelligent woman.

Debra was as intuitive as she was intelligent, and saw the need in Lizs eyes. Though her experience in satisfying another woman was nonexistent, she knew what to do for herself, and used the knowledge now to good advantage. Keeping her eyes on Liz she rose up, letting the robe fall open and drop to the floor, revealing her lush body. She knelt on the sofa and inserted a knee between Lizs legs; then leaned forward, took the glass that Liz still held, and placed it on the side table.

Liz held her breath as Deb kissed her gently and caressed her cheek with one soft hand. She let her head fall back against the soft, and half-closed her eyes as a sigh escaped her.

“You’ve been so patient with us, giving us so much pleasure.”

The hand drifted down across her collarbone; her nipples tightened in anticipation of the delicate touch of Debs manicured nails. Soon, that touch was given as Deb scraped the tips of her fingers over the crinkled areola, then pinched the hard bud of the protruding nipple.

Oh, god Deb, I hope you’re not just teasing. I don’t think I can stand much more.

Her voice was husky with desire. Liz knew that she had nearly reached the limits of her endurance and the touch of the other woman was fast pushing her toward the edge of control.

“No more teasing, Darling, this time, I’m going to take you all the way.”

Debra braced herself against the back of the sofa with one hand and let the other move slowly over the full curve of each breast before moving lower. Liz was breathing in short shaky gasps and her hands clenched at the throw that had fallen to lay crumpled on seat of the sofa. Her mouth opened willingly to accept Debs tongue when a pressing of soft lips became a deeper demand for more. Her body was on fire, burning for the feel of Debs hand on her dripping cunt. Her back arched, and she moved her hips restlessly, urging her friend on without words. Liz could feel the heat of Debs pussy where it hovered just above her thigh; just as she thought to move to touch Deb, Liz felt the other womans hands on her cunt.

Yes, Deb, yes, yes…please, touch me, feel how wet you make me, how much I want you. I need to cum Deb, please help me cum.

Without another word, Deb pressed her fingers against the wet lips of Lizs cunt. The swollen flesh opened easily, engulfing Debs fingers between their slippery heat. Deb began to rub the hard button of Lizs clit, treating the sensitive spot to the same manipulation that she’d give her own. While her fingers stroked the other woman, Deb felt her own desire rise, and soon was rubbing her own wet slit against the firm thigh that rested between her legs.

 

[Dillon]

After a quiet few minutes more in the warm waters Derek began to wonder if his little experiment would turn out alright after all. He knew Deb was curious about Liz but not sure about how to go about satisfying the woman. His original attempt to leave them to each other without distraction clearly failed at Deb's concerned presence in the bathroom. Now he strained to hear only brief muffled murmurs from the other room.

Maybe my little bird has taken wing...

Then again maybe the silence and quiet tones were being spent reassuring Liz, unsure as to his departure. As his mind began to race at the many scenarios in his head he rose from the hot water and grabbed at the freshly laundered white towel. He caught himself in the mirror as he was drying his back.

Not bad for forty...not bad. God you took worse care of the body you had when you in your fab twenties. And just when will THIS go down??

His lips curled up in a wry smile. Neatly folding the towel and returning it to its' place he headed for the other robe hung in the bathroom.

Better call and ask for one more robe, maybe I can catch room service before they get up here...

Pulling the robe over his arms and hands he dialed room service from the phone in the bathroom.

"Room service."

"Yes, has the order for this room already gone out?" Derek asked.

"It's just on its' way Mr. Lawson." The cracking voice responded at the other end of the line.

"Listen I need you to thow in another robe, can you make that happen? And it's Lansing...you do have the correct room number?"

"Yes....1477, sorry about that Mr. Lansing."

Derek let his slight dismay be known in his tone, "Good, do make sure you get this one right."

He hung up the phone and steeled himself for the possibilities of what he could be walking into. He exited the bathroom and turned the corner into the short corridor to the main room. As he got closer his ears tuned for any sign of sound. The first sound he heard was a sound that brought his whole body warmth. It was Liz, in a low long moan. The hall gave way to the sight of Deb on top of Liz at the corner of the couch. Her hair was being pulled back by Liz as Deb nuzzled her breasts. A hand played at the hairless pussy below. Deb was astride a raised thigh, rubbing herself at the same time. It may have been a full five minutes of Derek watching before Liz opened her eyes enough to see him.

"She wants your mouth on her Deb, your hot tongue. Give it to her, she wants it." Derek's voice startled Deb, who began trailing her tongue down Liz's wonderful tummy. The gaze between Derek and Liz remained unbroken until Deb finally ran her tongue from the top to the bottom of the swollen clit under her. Liz closed her sparkling eyes and gasped as if she had been under water for some time. Liz was going to cum, and her moaning foretold it wasn't going to be a silent event. Derek dropped to his knees and approached the two slowly, enjoying every moment as Liz began bucking her hips. The sounds of her ecstasy filled his ears and the room. The universe almost seemed to throb in time to the beats of Liz's heart as the three writhed together, waiting for Liz to explode...

 

[StarXChyld]

In the darkened shadows of 1427, three boys fought over a pair of binoculars.

“Damnit, Jimmy. Give em’ back. They’re mine!”

“Shut the fuck up, Eric. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t even be here!”

“Gimme those!” Steve, the oldest and biggest of the three, grabbed the binoculars away from Jimmy and let out a low whistle, “Oh yeah, baby. Yeah. Come on, show me those big titties of yours. . .Shit! Where’d she go?” He scanned the room while slapping away the paws of the other two boys. “HOLD ON, you’ll get your turn! Oooooh, yeah, there you are, Sweet cheeks. That’s it, make nicey-nice with your hot little girlfriend over there.”

Jimmy was dancing back and forth on each foot, the hard-on in his pants pressing against his tight pants. “Where’s Charlie? He should be there already. Is he there?”

Steve reluctantly moved his focus off the two gorgeous women to quickly scan the room for their friend before returning his sights on his target. “Naw, he’s not there yet.”

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Debra gazed down at Liz’s swollen pink pussy. She was still fascinated at how beautiful it looked. Slipping a finger easily between the slick lips, she found Liz’s clit, throbbing and bulging out of it’s hood. She rubbed it gently as she lowered her lips to one of Liz’s nipples, sucking it in delicately. This was absolute heaven for her.

“Yes, Deb, yes, yes…please, touch me, feel how wet you make me, how much I want you. I need to cum Deb, please help me cum.” Liz’s plea sparked a new fire in Debra and she lowered her lips, barely touching the soft skin of Liz’s stomach as she made her way down to the prize.

Inhaling deeply, the scent of Liz’s hot sex filled Debra’s head. She kissed her way around the delicate swollen mons, stealing little licks on the inside of her thighs as she went. Without thinking, she had straddled one of Liz’s thighs and was rubbing her own sex as she continued to explore Liz’s. Her tongue was fat and flat as she took a long lap up Liz’s slit, tasting her for the first time and loving it. Again, she did it and felt Liz’s hips thrust up, begging for more.

"She wants your mouth on her Deb, your hot tongue. Give it to her, she wants it." Derek's voice startled Deb slightly but she was too far gone to respond at the moment. She knew he was beside her, watching and that only drove her higher.

She slide her fingers off of Liz’s clit and replaced them with her probing tongue, circling the throbbing nob slowly before tentatively drawing it between her soft lips and suckling gently. Liz was squirming under her, her thigh pressing hard against Debra’s pussy. Encouraged, Debra released her and slid her warm tongue deep into Liz’s cunt, lapping at the juices that were flowing freely now. She pistoned in and out, fucking her at best she could with her tongue. Liz’s hands were on the back of her head, holding her nose securely against her clit as she bucked up into Debra’s mouth.

“Ohhhhh yes! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!” Liz’s body shuddered and convulsed but Debra refused to let up. She slid two fingers back into Liz’s hot hole and lapped furiously at her pussy lips, hitting her sensitive clit randomly as she drank in Liz’s essence.

Debra only stopped when Liz’s hand fluttered up in the air and she giggled, “Okay, enough. Enough!”

Debra fell on top of her, resting her head on Liz’s heaving breasts as Derek applauded softly. “Nice. Very nice.”

They were interrupted by a knock on the door. Derek slowly rose to his feet, looking down at his two wonderful ladies, unsure how to handle the situation. “Ah, that would be room service. . .”

Picking up on Derek’s clue, Debra sat up and pulled Liz into her arms, kissing her passionately. “That would be room service, darling. Perhaps we should retire to the bath while Derek takes care of that.”

Standing and pulling Liz up, she ran her hands up Liz’s body from her hips up to her temples and pulled her in again for one more kiss, just as there was another knock at the door. Derek, who had walked over to the door, stood with his hand on the doorknob, watching them happily. They reminded him of two little purring kittens. He whispered a reminder at them, “Room Service?” and motioned their two naked forms into the bathroom.

Taking Liz by the hand and almost skipping along, Debra’s naked derriere disappeared into the bathroom, followed quickly by Liz’s. Derek sighed blissfully, shaking his head, his eyes twinkling brightly as he opened the door to accept their order.

 

[Dillon]

His hand was on the doorknob as his head swam in an erotic pool. Liz had been waiting, had been patient and her orgasm was an incredible experience to share. The visions which would surely remain with him until his dying day were beyond description. Deb had shed her stage fright and not only flew, but soared and danced on the wind. Even in his state, however, he couldn't help but catch the sparkle from something in a darkened room across the courtyard as he waved the ladies to the bathroom. Tucking his manhood up against his abdomen underneath the robe's belt he slowly opened the door.

Same young man from before...hmmmm...

Derek fastened his eyes to the tortured young man as he entered the room. Backing up with the cart so as to demand an uninterrupted gaze. It was like watching a first time visitor to a strip club trying not to stare at the bare breasted.

"I would have been here quicker, sir, but there was a late request for another hotel robe and -"

"No need to explain...Charlie, " Derek said still keeping his eyes on the boy's. "But the smell of this cart has been here a little quicker than you're telling me."

Charlie's cheeks flushed and his forehead immediately began to sweat. The bluff had been called and Charlie telegraphed his entire hand. Derek broke his eye contact with him and he headed for his coat. "Where's the robe I requested?"

Charlie's eyes were wide as he reached underneath the cart, "It's right here sir, sorry." His eyes darted to his buddies across the courtyard, wishing he was the hell of of this room, though the articles of clothing and the hint of sex in the air was something he couldn't wait to talk about.

Derek had found his wallet and as he returned to Charlie he spoke, "Charlie when you tell your friends across the courtyard what it was like to actually be in this room. When you try to describe the lingerie and how hot the two chicks were that you didn't really see...I want you to also remember this...I am a very dangerous man...and handling these two women is far far far beyond the scope of your knowledge, they'd kill you."

Charlie turned from neon red to ghost white. Derek handed him a fifty dollar bill, "And oh yeah, that I tipped well. Now get outta here and go tell your friends the show is over."

Derek figured Charlie had seen quite a bit in his time at the hotel. Clearly though he hadn't ever seen anything like this. With barely an audible "Thank you" Charlie quickly exited and left Derek alone in the firelight. Grabbing the new robe he slowly headed toward the bathroom, giving a small wave in the direction of a darkened room across the courtyard.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Hand in hand they entered the large bathroom. The huge tub beaconed, and the wide seat that surrounded it gave Liz several ideas about the further exploration of Debras body, not to mention that beautiful shaft that Derek had yet to fully share with her.

That tub was just made for three. Don’t you agree Deb? It will certainly give us plenty of room to freshen up while Derek deals with the room service cart. Tell you what, I’ll wash your back if you wash mine, then we’ll be all nice and clean when the Birthday Boy gets back.

Deb smiled wickedly. “Sounds like a great plan. Where would you like me?”

That’s a loaded question if ever I heard one, Liz thought. I want her everywhere, and right now. But, she didn’t say that aloud, instead she drew Deb into the tub with her, and directed her to stand at one end; facing Liz; and to hold up her hair to keep it out of the soap.

Liz selected a bar of scented soap and began to work up a rich lather between the palms of her hands. She could see that Deb was watching each movement, anticipating what would come next. When her hands were sufficiently soapy, Liz placed them on Debs chest between the top of her full breasts, and her collarbone. She gently rubbed circles of lather over the soft skin, pressing her fingertips and thumbs against the muscles that supported each gently bobbing breast. Liz carefully covered each perfect tit with soapsuds; ran her hands beneath the full curve and lightly scratched the sensitive area at the crease between the base of the breast and the ribcage; she pulled at each nipple, pinching and twisting until they were hard and tight; Deb softly moaned in response.

Have I mentioned that I love your tits? That I think they are absolutely beautiful? Did I tell you that the nipples feel perfect in my mouth?

“Um,…no, I, I don’t think you mentioned it. God that feels good, Liz!”

Liz smiled at the husky tone of Debs voice, and the obvious pleasure that she was getting from the bath. She hoped that it would only get better from here. Liz reluctantly left the soft globes of Debs tits and moved her hands to the flat tummy just below, she gave the smooth skin her attention, but only briefly as her hands moved on to the lovely legs that now seemed just a bit unsteady in the water. She ran her hands down each leg, letting her wrist brush against the heated spot where Debs thighs met, but never directly touching the smooth sex that she craved. She lightly soaped the outer edge of Debs lips and the neatly trimmed mons, only barely resisting the urge to bury her face in the heated flesh. A soaked washcloth served to carry water to rinse the white foam from Debs body. When the tits were fully rinsed, Liz tasted first one nipple, then the other, sucking the water from Debs skin and savoring the taste of the other womans essence.

Lovely, now lets do the back. Just brace your hands against the wall and lean forward. Spread your legs, dear, that’s it…oh you have a lovely ass…now, just relax I’ll do the rest.

Deb did as she was told, her quick breathing and flushed skin saying without words that she was enjoying this exploration as much as Liz. The process of soaping and rinsing was much the same except for the prolonged attention Liz paid to the delightful curves of Debs ass. She rubbed and stroked, squeezed and caressed each cheek then flattened her hand to slide it between the division of the two. Deb gasped as Liz brushed against her tight anus, and Liz wondered if that was something that she and Derek had explored, though with the size of Dereks cock, it would be a real adventure. Her finger might be another matter though. A devilish smile crossed her face at the thought, and she filed away the idea for future reference.

With the washing and rinsing done, Liz knelt behind Deb and brought her face close to the sweet clean pussy that the spread legs fully exposed.

Be very still now, Debra, I’m going to eat your pussy.

Deb moaned and Liz buried her face between the glistening lips of Debs cunt. The reaction was immediate, Deb arched her back and spread her legs further. Liz ran her tongue from the hard clit to the tight bud of her ass, over and over, long strokes of her tongue, tasting the warm wet pussy as Deb shuddered, gasped and begged for more.

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Across the courtyard, several young men frantically masturbated while passing a pair of high resolution binoculars back and forth.

“Goddamn! Look at it, she’s doing her in the tub! Oh, man, I’m glad you thought to look in the mirror Eric. Jeeze, we’d missed this show for sure.”

“Man, did you see the look on Charlies face when he delivered the stuff! What do you suppose the guy said to him?”
“Look, look…There he goes into the bathroom..no! Don’t stop in the door like that…move over!”

The voices of the hotel staff continued in short bursts of rude commentary and arguments over the possession of the binoculars, until the “lucky bastard” as they called Derek walked to the windows, smiled and waved, before slowly closing the drapes on the scene inside.

 

[Dillon]

When Derek turned the corner his jaw nearly dropped to the floor. The candles, a little steam on the mirrors and two wonderfully wet women. From her waist up Deb could been shooting a pictorial for Playboy. From there down however was a very different story. Liz caught Derek's eyes in the mirror and she dove hungrily into Deb, who was gripping the tile walls with white knuckles. He walked around and reached his hand out to his wife and traced a line from her wrists up to the back of her head. Her eyes opened quickly at his touch. When his fingers stroked past her ear she tilted her head to press her soft cheek against his hand. He dropped the robe and snuck down and in front of Deb. On his knees in the water he began to kiss her abdomen and upper thighs. One hand stroked back along her pussy to find Liz's mouth and tongue. Liz left Deb for a moment to tightly suck a finger back into her mouth.

"I trust you're ok with multi-tasking, Liz?" Derek said softly.

He slid under Deb until Liz was astride him. Her beautiful body hovering over him he pressed his lips against her skin. Though Deb's protesting hips begged for her return Liz kept her eyes on Derek. He adjusted his penis so that the back pressed against her clit. Would she take him, or would she let Deb he wasn't sure. He circled his tongue around her sweet areola and felt her body press into his.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Liz hung on the fine edge of control. She hovered between the sweet hot taste of Debras pussy and the hard strength of Dereks cock. She wanted both, could have both she was sure, but she wanted to know that it was what Debra wanted.

Debra, your husband is between my legs; I can feel his rock hard cock pressing against my clit.

She pressed her tongue flat against Debs swollen clit and mimicked the feel Dereks cock.. Debra moaned, her hips moved, she rocked her pelvis back and forth, stroking her sex on Lizs tongue. Meanwhile, Liz did the same to the long thick cock that was cupped between the slippery lips of her cunt. His length lay along her slit; across the entrance to her hot hole. She withdrew her tongue from Debs pussy and her cunt from Dereks cock.

“No, don’t stop,” Deb pleaded; her voice husky and trembling, her mind filled with the sensations of Lizs’ mouth on her aching cunt.

I want to fuck Derek, Debra. I think he wants to fuck me, too.

Derek moaned and nodded but didn’t remove his mouth from the nipple he was using to drive Liz out of her mind. His lips and teeth had found and exploited every touch and combination of touches that Liz most enjoyed. He’d created sensations that she’d never experienced. Her body was on fire, she was burning with the need to fuck Derek; to feel that beautiful cock fill her pussy.

“Fuck him, Liz, take his cock up your pussy. It’ll feel sooo good. But please, don’t stop eating my pussy.”

Deb leaned forward against the wall and wiggled her pretty ass at Liz. Her invitation was clear and Liz was more than happy to oblige. Keeping in pace with the progress of her cunt around Dereks cock Liz let her tongue enter Debs cunt.

There was a collective moan that moved from Dereks mouth on Lizs’ breast; was forced against Debs clit where it touched Lizs mouth; escaped through Debs open mouth and echoed in the room. The sensation of penetrating, while being penetrated was exquisite and Liz felt her orgasm begin to build as soon as the tip of Dereks cock entered her. Her body trembled; she pressed further into Debs hot cunt. Liz began to move up and down, teasing her pussy against Dereks cock, her tongue against Debs cunt. The feeling of power as she fucked them both was enormous and she knew that the resulting orgasm would be better than any she’d ever had with just a single partner.

When she could wait no longer, Liz plunged down onto the hard pole of Dereks cock. A cry was wrenched from her throat, its noise muffled as she thrust her tongue as deep into Debs cunt as she could reach. Her orgasm triggered a matching response in Deb and the two women twitched, moaned and gasped for breath as they came in near perfect synchronization.

Derek held on to Liz, keeping his cock deep and still inside her cunt. He wore a blissful smile as he watched the woman he loved being thoroughly eaten by a woman whose smoothly shaved and talented pussy was wrapped tightly around his throbbing shaft.

“That’s it, Ladies. Cum…cum for me…Oh, God you look good being eaten Deb. I love seeing Liz fucking your pussy with her tongue.”

The shuddering in her body stopped and Liz remembered to breathe again, though it was probably better that she hadn’t tried to inhale while her face was in Debs cunt. She heard Deb gasp a bit as she leaned her body against the cool tiled wall.

Derek kept on smiling.

 

[Dillon]

To say that Liz had Derek from the start would have been incorrect. Derek had been hesitant, seemingly a tease. Much of his teasing, however, was no more than a screen under which to hide.

Fear.

In their moments together when discussions turned to menage he would often quip, "Deb I think ONE disappointed woman in the room is enough, don't you?" Yes he had given a little with the oral attention from Liz, but now things became a little different. Liz had allowed him entrance to her but only just a little. He knew she would. Her smoldering eyes found him again as the embers of her and Deb's orgasms cooled. He knew when she lowered herself fully that he would melt into her. Desire to be as close to her, as inside her as he could be would take over. The world would pass away and he would allow himself to be lost in her. Wherever she led he would go and he had to truly trust her. With a quick rush she enveloped his length and he filled his lungs quickly with air. He ached to wrap his arms around her waist and hold her tightly against him. In the bath water he could only hold himself above the water by being propped up on his elbows. All he could do was watch and listen and feel as Liz began to ride him.

This was the moment she had him. And it was all under her control. Nothing existed, except Liz...

 

[StarXChyld]

Debra

Resting her head against the cool tiles as her pussy continued to spasm, Debra heard Derek’s breath catch in his throat. She listened carefully for his exhale and when none was forthcoming, she looked over her shoulder to check on him.

The blissful smile on Liz’s face told her all she needed to know. Her husband’s cock was deeply impaled in Liz’ s tight little hole. His eyes were glazed over as he sat like a statue in the bath while Liz slowly lifted and then lowered her ass against his flat stomach, savoring the feeling of his cock filling her completely.

Debra turned, resting her tush against the wall and smiled down at Liz. “Oh, darlin’. . .ride him. Ride him good!”

Derek groaned as his eyes flashed up to his wife’s face. His hips thrust up involuntarily, pushing his engorged cock deeper into Liz’s velvet walls.

Debra’s hands reached out to caress Liz’s breasts, pinching her taut red nipples. She was amazed at how much the sight of her husband fucking another woman turned her on. She pulled one hand away from Liz’s breast and started fingering her own clit that was quickly becoming thick and heavy between her swollen pussy lips.

Seeing his wife playing with herself while he fucked the glorious blonde in front of him, drove Derek wild. He began thrusting into her harder and deeper, the water in the tub splashing over the rim of the tub.

Debra’s fingers were rubbing her clit faster and faster. “Ooh, yeah, baby. Give it to her. Give her the fuck of her life!”

 

[Dillon]

"Ride him good!" He heard Deb as if from miles away, snapping back to reality quickly. Liz was pushing, pulling, squeezing, pressing herself against his body and then leaving almost entirely. She lowered her lips and tongue to his mouth and did the same with her neck and fantastic breasts. Deb, however, was a little too out of the action for Derek. Leaning against the cool tiles with her hands on herself was hot. That her eyes were filled with himself and Liz was hot, but he wanted her closer.

"Come a little closer, gorgeous." His eyes went from Deb to Liz. They kissed deeply as their pace increased intensity.

"Cum with me." In between gasps Liz had made her request as Deb made her way to them. Deb's lips first met Liz, and then she lowered to her husband. With her lips gently touching Derek's she ran her free hand to the base of Derek's cock while she continued to pleasure herself. Derek could feel Liz get even hotter, his own orgasm only moments away. He closed his eyes and thrust into Liz relishing the moment before everything in his perception shattered behind a roar that would surprise even himself.

 

[StarXChyld]

Her slick fragrant juices were running over her fingers as she stroked her husband’s massive, throbbing cock. She tenderly caressed Liz’s swollen pussy, stuffed with Derek’s engorged rod.

Fighting back the waves of her own desire, she studied both of their faces, flushed with intense passion. Cupping her hand under Derek’s balls, she relished the feel of their smooth hardness as they dropped and then lifted out of her palm as he drove himself into Liz’s depths in a frenzy.

She leaned forward and bit Derek’s earlobe gently, whispering, "I love you, Derek. I love you so much, darlin’."

He groaned like a wounded beast and tensed. Liz took the cue, and began rocking back and forth, her glistening pussy lips gripping him tightly as she began to milk his cock for all it’s worth.

Debra leaned over and buried her face in Liz’s neck, planting soft kisses all over her throat and shoulders, while her hand continued to caress Liz’s bare mound. Running her tongue up the side of Liz’s neck to the back of her ear, she murmured, "Do you like it, Liz? How does it feel?"