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We Three 7

We Three 7/? {Redman} {MFF Rom}

(c) October 2000

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We Three: Part 7

True to her word, Carol did develop a taste for me

indeed. I have never met anyone other than myself who

was so inclined toward oral stimulation as this woman.

She needed no encouragement at all to kiss me or take

my penis into her mouth for however long or briefly I

desired.

What made it even more exciting was that it was Carol,

the woman that had been so reserved before this that

she had been almost distant. It was Carol, who had

competed with me at one moment and practically ignored

me at another. It was beautiful, slender, intelligent

Carol that I found myself drawn closer towards with

every experience we shared.

So I returned her kiss for kiss and lick for precious

lick. The first thing I did after our kitchen

encounter was to lead her onto our large, comfortable

couch and show her how much I had enjoyed her oral

pleasures with some of my own. This time, Carol was

ready to cum quickly and I accommodated her desires.

When she had cum, Carol lavished my wet face with

kisses and I was trying to decide if I had the energy

to lay her back and screw her soundly. But then we

both noticed Marj with her dress pulled up,

desperately trying to reach orgasm on her own fingers.

Carol pushed me toward her and I joyfully buried my

face in my wife's gushing lap, skillfully and quickly

bringing her to a bone-rattling orgasm.

It was the first truly sexual act that her friend had

witnessed between my wife and I. Seeing Marjorie

locked in the throes of ecstasy enflamed Carol. As

soon as I had caught my breath, she was pushing me

down on the floor preparing to mount me.

It had already been a long day and I wasn't even

certain that I could get another erection, but

bringing two beautiful women to orgasm so quickly in

succession was a new and heady experience for me. When

Carol bent over me and began to lick Marj's cum off my

face, I arched my back and drove my cock into her

instinctively.

She was ready for me, and ready for something more

than the gentle sex that we had experienced in the

bedroom. But it was not like the hard, fierce fuck

that began the afternoon, either. It had a flavor and

character all its own, one that was now tempered by

our growing love and affection.

We thrust against each other firmly, Carol leaning

forward, straining to kiss me. Her pubis ground into

me, but the sensation was tempered this time by our

spreading exhaustion. Carol reluctantly quit kissing

me and raised up, trying to get more leverage for us

both so we could press against each other harder. When

she did, her hands settled on my chest as she hunched

against me. As her fingers played across my chest, she

brushed my nipples in the same way that Marj sometimes

did. It was enough to draw the last cum of the day out

of me.

It was a quick thing, a sharp stab of pleasure

followed by a gradual release of pressure. But then I

realized that Carol was still working desperately for

her own release. So with one hand I clenched her

breast roughly, pulling it toward me and, at the same

time, shoved two fingers into her open, panting mouth.

Carol latched onto those fingers and began to suck

them hard. She even bit them slightly with her teeth,

making me especially thankful that it wasn't my

softening cock in her mouth. When I gave her breast

another tug toward me, she rubbed her clit roughly

against my pubic bone, triggering her own last,

exhausting orgasm.

Gradually the sucking on my fingers ceased. Carol gave

me a weak, satisfied smile and leaned forward to lay

her head on my chest. As she did, my now soft cock

plopped out of her wetly; uncorking the flow of our

weak mingled fluids.

"If I had know you two were so much fun to watch, we

would have done this years ago," Marj laughed from the

couch.

We both could barely raise our heads to look at her.

She was naked, with her yellow sundress now between

her legs protecting the fabric of the couch. And she

was gently frigging herself, not so much for

excitement as for comfort.

I reached out and behind me and touched her leg with

my hand, caressing her. Marjorie reached out her foot

and allowed her toes to wiggle through my red, curly

hair. Carol gave a sigh of contentment, so soft that

had she not still been lying across my chest, I

wouldn't have heard it.

Had it only been one afternoon? One wonderful evening?

I had had the best sex I could possibly have imagined

and fallen in love with the beautiful, naked woman

lying on my chest: all under the guidance and the

loving direction of my wife.

I wasn't sure what the future would hold for we three,

but for now, I had experienced the best day of my

life!

* * * * *

It was getting late in the night. I was resting

passively on the floor with Carol still lying on me.

We were all just trying to regain the energy to move

when a sudden thought struck me.

"Marj, where are we all going to sleep tonight?"

This brought a groan and a laugh from both exhausted

women.

"Don't you ever get enough you nasty man? Thinking of

fucking us both all night long, are you?"

As appealing as the thought was, as soon as it flashed

across my brain, the ache in my balls intensified.

"No, you've just about worn me out. I was just trying

to decide whether to fall asleep on the floor or to

move this upstairs so we call all sleep more

comfortably." Of course, it was a lie. My body may

have been unwilling, but I still have a filthy mind.

"Well, we do have only the one bed, you know?"

Oh, my wife has a filthy mind too. But she teases me

with such thoughts when she knows I can't pursue them.

"But it's a big bed. If Carol will promise to stay on

her side of the bed tonight," teased my wife, "I'll

promise to stay on mine."

Personally, I wouldn't have minded if we all ended up

in a big pile in the middle. Perhaps Carol was

thinking the same thing, because even as we lay there,

she began to nudge her pussy against me sweetly.

Eventually though, the floor became too hard and some

energy finally returned to our lazy, sexually sated

bodies. We leaned against each other affectionately as

we walked toward the stairs. I may never get the sight

of two beautiful bottoms climbing the stairs in front

of me out of my brain.

We all took a shower to rinse the funk off; first Marj

and I, followed by Carol and I. When I came out, I was

a happy, well-scrubbed prune.

Deciding the particulars of the sleeping arrangements

proved effortless. By the time Carol and I were done

drying each other off, a process we dawdled over for

quite a while, Marj was already sleeping soundly on

the left side of the bed. When I slowly pulled back

the covers, I was thrilled to see that she kept with

our traditional sleeping attire. When I crawled into

the middle, her magnificent naked backside had already

warmed the covers very nicely.

Carol was able to wiggle in on my right with plenty of

room to spare, especially since she wanted to lay all

over me. That was fine by me. I always slept on my

back anyway and having a warm, naked girl lying on me

felt great. To Marj's steady breathing, I stroked

Carol's back and she rubbed her breasts against me.

Even though we were tired, neither one seemed in a

hurry to end our special night.

"I love you, Carol," I whispered into her hair. I had

tried to think of how to tell her, but nothing seemed

as eloquent as just finally saying it aloud. "I love

both of you."

She grasped my cock and held it in her soft hands. Not

teasing it, just holding it tenderly.

"I know. I can tell. I love you both, too."

"What will we do?"

"I'm not sure, Roger. I'm still a married woman."

"Marry us! I mean... I know..."

"I know what you mean. Let's just sleep tonight. Let

tomorrow and the next day take care of themselves.

Tonight, you've made me so happy."

So I tried to sleep. The warm body to the left of me

and the warm body to the right of me worked to lull me

into a soft, dreamy state. Carol's breath caressed me

and her fingers slowly uncurled around my penis. I

wanted to remember it all, from the moment that she

arrived until...