"Touch Yourself"

[TellMeAStoryGuy]

Jessica was cumming; Carson could see this. She grasped the headboard behind her as if it was the only saving her from falling off a cliff ... she announced her impending orgasm like an umpire announcing a close call at home ... she squeezed her thighs about Sati's skull so tightly that Carson almost felt he needed to interject, to prevent the young woman from being smothered ... and then ... this guttural groan slipped out of her.

Carson -- intrigued as he'd never been in an orgasm he wasn't causing -- stood up tall and looked down upon Jessica with almost a shocked expression. Jessica's entire body was quivering, her skin suddenly overtaken by a flood of goose bumps, and then just as quickly just a flawless, glistening surface upon which he wished he was laying.

He didn't know how long she was at that sexual mountain peak -- plateau, actually, for she seemed to get to the top and just stay there forever -- but glancing down, he could see Sati's head had raised so that she, too, could watch her lust-er twitch and shake under her control ...

... and Sati wasn't letting up. As Carson watched, the woman lifted a hand to Jessica's groin. Carson stepped, then leaned, wanting to watch, and found the woman with her hand palm up, her longest fingers inside his not-lover, caressing the inside of her vagina.

Carson rose back up, looking to Jessica and seeing her still deep in orgasm. He thought, She knows something you SHOULD have known, and reminded himself to try that the next time he was with someone whose pleasure he cared about.

Jessica was coming down finally, her body seeming to relax a bit. Carson watched patiently -- again, it seemed to take forever for Robert's wife to return to planet Earth. He had a big smile on his face ... eager to see the look on Jessica's face when she looked up and saw him ... eager for her reaction ... her reaction to Sati, to him ... and to what they had in store for her next.

 

[Sensual_Goddess]

Multiple orgasms? Or one long, seemingly endless, mind blowing climax? Did it matter? The woman who had given Jessica her first orgasm by way of oral gratification, slipped two long fingers inside her before the spasms even slowed, moved them in such a way that kept her coming, moaning, writhing. Her hair, damp with sweat, was mass of messy strands surrounding her flushed face, She wiped it away from her face with the back of one hand, the other hand rubbing soft circles on her own belly, as if coaxing her body to remain fixed in her blissful state.

When the need for oxygen began to gain on her, she took several deep breaths, felt herself relaxing all over. Her pupils were still dilated, so when she blinked, it felt like the room shook. She wasn't sure that wasn't the case, though. She looked down toward her open thighs, where the beautiful blond girl still blew her warm breath, and smiled. She realized she didn't even know her name. How was she going to be able to thank her if she didn't even know what to call her? It wouldn't be until later in the day she was hit with the realization she had shared probably her most erotic sexual encounter with a nameless woman. And Carson, hadn't she come here with Carson? Where...?

And that's when she saw him, looking down at her, smiling. She smiled back, still wrapped in the bliss of what she had just experienced. It didn't even occur to her that he had witnessed everything, set the whole thing up. That was the beauty of the mind altering chemical still coursing through her. She couldn't contemplate the idea that this had all been set up well before they had arrived that night. She just thought she was incredibly lucky.

 

[TellMeAStoryGuy]

Carson's smile spread as he watched Jessica herself smile; he'd been so afraid that she would be horrified by his presence. She'd orgasmed to the oral stimulation of a woman she didn't know, hadn't know just a scant ten minutes earlier; she'd screamed like a banshee and her body exploded in ecstasy, losing total control and obviously not caring in the least about it; and the whole thing had been witnessed by her husband's brother...? What was there to be horrified about...?

Sati had dropped back onto her haunches and was gently massaging her own clit as she looked up to Carson for direction. He looked down to her winked, and -- as she rose and crossed the room to begin digging through one of her dresser drawers -- he began undressing, his eyes firmly set upon Jessica's face.

I told her we can't fuck ... and we can't. What's she gonna think as I undress above her naked, sweaty body...?

He was just dropping his pants when Sati returned to stand beside him as she strapped the leather harness of a huge dildo to the front of her groin. She looked at Jessica and smiled, a plan obvious in her mind.

 

[Sensual_Goddess]

Carson's smile seemed to belie a sense of relief, Jessica couldn't imagine what for, though. Her heart was still thumping along madly in her chest as her breaths slowed from a gasping pant, to slow, satisfyingly deep gulps of cool air. She was glad to see him, wanted to tell him everything, knowing she would probably never share this story with another living soul. This, of course, was while she didn't know he had been there. Right there, witness to it all. That realization wouldn't hit her until later.

It didn't strike Jessica as odd that Carson seemed so familiar with damn it, she thought, I have to ask her for her name, really...or even that he was undressing before her eyes. She was naked, why shouldn't he be, too? She admired Carson's body as he revealed it to her slowly. Yes, she had seen him, all of him, just earlier that day, but he had been out of reach. Now, if she sat up, she could touch. Did she dare? Before she could act, the woman with the beautiful nipple jewelry was standing beside him. Was Carson going to make Jessica watch as he enjoyed her charms? That actually didn't sound awful. In fact, the idea made her feel warm and re lit the arousal that hadn't fully subsided.

Jessica looked from Carson to the naked woman beside him, saw that she was looking back at her. Her eyes were drawn down, to her parted thighs, where she was handling what Jessica thought must be a vibrator of some sort. The darkened room made it difficult for Jessica to make our exactly what she had. With Carson right here, obviously ready, willing, so very able to fuck her, why would she want a toy as opposed to the real thing? That didn't make any sense to Jessica. That's when she saw the long thick end of the toy protruding from between the woman's thighs. It looked ridiculously out of place against her creamy skin, was Jessica's first thought. Her next thought was oh, my god...

The arousal returned stronger than before, the next wave of the drugs she had taken hit her and made her physically ravenous to touch and be touched. She didn't care by whom, really. So she couldn't fuck Carson. That wasn't what now was about anyway. It was the skin on skin contact she wanted most right now. The closeness that went along with it all, physical, emotional, and fuck, she did want that too...to be fucked; fucked hard, long, until she screamed for mercy, please, no more, please...

Two cocks before her; one real, almost familiar but not quite, and so out of reach, the other synthetic, hard, but, justifiably available. Not attached to her brother-in- law, anyway. Not that she would have told Carson no. Not now, at least. Her need was so great she would have said yes to him if he had pushed it. Tomorrow she would be grateful. Right now, she just wanted satisfaction from someone, anyone who was willing to give it to her.

 

[TellMeAStoryGuy]

(OOC -- I replaced the Double Delight harnessed dildo from my last post with just a single, thus freeing up Sati's pussy ... for reasons that will become obvious.)


With the huge purple dildo reaching out before her groin, Sati crawled up onto the bed, slithering between Jessica's thighs, to lay upon her and press her mouth to the other woman's in a hard, passionate kiss.

When their mouths parted, she told Robert's wife in a voice that was somewhere between seductively whisper and above-the-music call out, "Carson can't have you ... but he can have you through me."

She shifted her hips and reached down between her thighs, groping at Jessica's pussy. She guided the end of the fat, long dildo to Jessica's opening ...

... and behind her, Carson was mounting the bed and moved up behind Sati; his dick -- fully erect and reaching out before him with eagerness -- found a place between her ass cheeks and simply rested there, waiting for Sati to get to where she wanted to be.

As he saw the dancer push forward -- as he saw the reaction on Jessica's face -- he grasped Sati's hips pushed as well, duplicating the intrusion her piece of silicon was doing to the woman no one would have ever expected to be in such a place like this ... doing these such things.

 

[Sensual_Goddess]

*"Carson can't have you ... but he can have you through me."*

Jessica didn't so much hear the words as feel them against her face. What could she possibly mean, through her? The music made it hard to hear, and Jessica thought she had simply misunderstood what the woman had said. When she felt the head of the dildo pressed against her wet lips, she forgot all about Carson. Well, not all about him. There was a part of her that longed for him to be the one taking her now. The beautiful girl with the lean dancer's body and bejeweled nipples was fulfilling her physical hunger, the hard pseudo-cock she was pressing into Jessica's warm tight hole, stretching...

She felt a heaviness, a pressure against her hips she didn't expect from the petite dancer who was positioned between her thighs like a man would be. That's when her words began to make sense; he can have you through me. The added weight was Carson. He was fucking the girl from behind, or above her; it was so hard to tell in the barely there light. Jessica could see his hands, fingers, in contrast to the milky white skin he held. Now when her hips bucked, arched up to meet the unforgiving silicon rod that was thrusting slowly in and out of her, it was Carson's weight his body, she imagined herself straining against. Even with her eyes wide open, looking into the eyes of the exotic woman poised above her, it was his cock she imagined sliding between her soaked lips.

Missionary position, the standard of Jessica and Robert's sexual interludes, had never been this stimulating. This thought occurred to her when she saw Carson's face over the glistening shoulders of the woman who was willing to be their go between. There was a momentary pang of longing, wishing she could trade places and be in the middle, but that subsided quickly as she rocked her hips, found the rhythm of her playmates. She closed her eyes, and she was in the middle, Carson over her, his lips against her neck, biting and kissing, telling her she was taking him on the ride of his life.

 

[TellMeAStoryGuy]

Carson knew Jessica would feel like this ... would feel this good...

He wasn't in her ... he wasn't fucking Jessica... He was deep inside the so-very-different Becky Sue, a woman in no way Jess's double or replacement and, yet, the only way Carson would ever be so close to enjoying the pleasure of his brother's wife ... or letting her enjoy the pleasure of him.

He was considering the missionary position at the same time as Jessica was, but for a different reason. In their current arrangement -- Carson on his hands and knees atop Sati, his dick deep inside her, while she was also on her hands and knees atop Jessica, the thick dildo deep inside Jess -- Carson was able to set his gaze firmly upon his lust object and imagine that her expressions, her moans and cries, her sweating, writhing body was reacting directly to him and not to the sexy blond surrogate sandwiched between them.

Carson set a rhythm, ramming Sati from behind, with her not just moving with him but adding a bit of her own force as well. Below the two of them, Jessica was shifting up and down several inches with every incursion into her; the old brass bed -- which Sati had divulged to Carson was chosen specifically because of the way it rocked and rolled when she fucked -- seemed almost ready to collapsed below the trio and yet held up.

Orgasm came fast to Carson, his cock jerking hard inside Sati ... inside Jess...? he imagined. He slowed his fucking action only momentarily, not wanting to stop; he surrendered to the pleasure rushing through him only until he could wrestle control back from the euphoria ... and continue ramming Sati -- and Jessica -- wanting desperately for his brother's wife to end this night having been brought to climax by him ... in a way.

 

[Sensual_Goddess]

The dildo's wide base spread her lips and landed hard on her clit every time the woman between her and Carson thrust her hips down. When she embraced Sati's body with her thighs, her lower legs brushed against Carson's flanks. The contrast between his flesh and the woman separating them was immediately detectable to Jessica; both were hot and slick with sweat, but there was electricity where Carson's skin touched her. So fucking close, as close as they could ever be.

She opened her eyes and looked at Carson, wondered if he felt it too when their skin touched, noticed the difference. He had an intent look on his face; holding her gaze so that it felt he had his hands on her face. Had they been 10 yards closer at the pool earlier that day, Jessica would have recognized the look right away. Instead, it took a minute. His eyes widened, then closed tight, face contorted in a grimace. Silent words fell from his lips, obscured by the music, the creaking bed springs, Jessica's own heavy breathing.

"Come on baby, come on with me," growled the dancer gyrating her hips wildly in and out of her, slamming her full, only to pull back and do it again and again.

Not wanting to disappoint, Jessica concentrated on doing just what she was told. She squeezed her legs and worked her hips to match the ones over her until she felt the fatigue begin to build in her thighs. The burning need for the orgasm that was tantalizingly close made her cry out, sharing her lust in throaty growls and piercing cries.

"Ohhhhh god! Fuck me harder Fuck Me Harder FUCK ME HARDER!" she screamed.

The only voice she could hear over all the other sounds was her own, but it sounded foreign and strange; full of something raw and primal she didn't know was in her. The drugs were still distorting her perceptions, but that had nothing to do with the deep seated need she felt to come with Carson, because of him, somehow. She arched her back and pushed hard against the dildo that was now pounding her with more force, thanks to Carson's continued pounding of their go between. When the girl on top of her groaned loudly enough for Jessica to hear her, she gripped the dildo tight and felt her own orgasm explode. Suddenly every nerve was on fire, every light went dark, every sound stopped, just long enough for it to start all over again, hotter, brighter, louder than before.

And through it all, Carson was right there, urging her on with his eyes, since there was no way she could hear anything but her own frenzied responses to the rush of feelings crashing all around her.