She paused, looked at me while holding her husbands cock and said “Fuck me with that big cock of yours”. I didn’t need a second time of asking now, immediately moving between her legs, ready to comply. She moved her legs over mine, spread wide, leaving her pussy slightly agape again. As I looked up I could see both of them staring back, Jane smiling and nodding. I shuffled forwards on my knees, and pointed my cock towards her entrance. I pushed in, feeling some resistance and taking my time for her cunt to relax. Her hand on my belly confirmed I should wait a moment, but her lifting legs encouraged me onwards. As I sunk deep into her heat, Steve bent down and kissed her passionately.
I began moving gently, my hands now each side of her, her legs spread in the air. Steve held one of her legs wide, as Jane took his cock back in her mouth again. We fucked like this for a moment, my eyes closed and enjoying the sensation. Suddenly I felt something down on my cock – Steve’s fingers were moving down onto his wife's clit, his movements not timed with mine. Jane now threw her head back, hand pumping away at her husbands cock, hips moving in time with my strokes.
We carried on like this for a while, Janes groaning getting louder, her pussy slackening and allowing my full length in each time. Each time I bottomed out, Steve’s hand was pushed onto his wife’s clit, I was glad to slow down and let his fingers work faster. Just as I was trying to delay my orgasm, Steve reached down to his cock, pointed it across his wife and shot a thick stream of cum over her chest. Her eyes opened, staring at him. Steve’s other hand now sped up, and this extra movement tipped me over the edge exploding with such force it surprised me. I did my best to keep up the long, slow strokes I was using, his fingers moving so fast I could feel the pull on her lips.
Suddenly her pussy clamped around me, her hips involuntarily rotating and her legs clamped up on my side. She rode the orgasm out through some twitches and rolls of her hips. I tried to push back into her, but was met by her hand stopping me. We all three stopped still, pulses racing. Steve and I both looked to Jane for her lead – it was not a surprise that she pulled him in for a kiss, all while wriggling her pussy teasingly on the end of my cock.
A few minutes later we were all laid on the bed, Jane in the middle, a man laid each side. We were not saying much, complementing each other and saying how nice it was. Jane was focused more on Steve, as if she was waiting for a reaction or word. His hand was stroking her inner thigh, his head propped up near hers.
“I liked that Mike, thank you. Your cock is so much thicker than Steve’s. Has anyone told you that you have such a nice cock before?” It was more a statement than a question, but I replied somewhat modestly. “I want to feel it again – don't you Steve?” This time the question was aimed directly at Steve. He replied “What the lady wants, the lady gets”. He looked at me “Are you Ok with some closer contact?” His question was somewhat open to me, I wasn’t sure quite what was being asked. “Jane has always wanted two cocks” he continued “at once. In her mouth and in her cunt”. They were checking I was OK with this, and Jane’s happy look confirmed this is what she was waiting for.
A few minutes later I was kneeling up against Steve, hips almost touching, cocks pointing towards each other. Jane had us both in hand, the size difference now being obvious. While similar length, Steve’s cock was like him – thin, straight and sleek. My plump cock head and extra girth was also matched with a gentle upward curve. Jane now pushed our cocks together, the heat of Steve’s shaft surprising me. Before I could react, Jane’s tongue began circling us both, her lips seeking out a cock in turn. Her hand was barely able to reach around us both, her lips certainly not able to. I was kneeling as still as I could, unsure of rubbing myself against Steve, and focussed on his wife’s efforts with her mouth.
Steve meanwhile had leant over and was reaching around behind his wife, his fingers clearly working, her hips rocking in appreciation. While pleasing, a double blow job was clearly more than Jane’s mouth was able to take, and so after a few minutes we disconnected.
“Suit up!” said Steve and I reached for another condom. He reached for the lube, smearing some on the end of his cock, leaving his fingers liberally coated too. We had agreed that I would lie down first, something I did while rolling the condom on still. Jane climbed over me, lifted my cock and impaled herself on it, the sight from behind was glorious. Her pussy was once again wet, sliding easily down on me. She lay back sat on me, legs wide and looking at her husband. He clearly had a view of me buried in his wife’s pussy – somewhere he was about to experience in a new way.
“Slowly” she whispered as Steve moved forward. Our legs tangled, his cock bumping my balls, it took a moment to line things up. As he tried to slide in, her wetness meant he kept sliding to the side. She reached down, I could feel her fingers spreading those labia wide, and Steve’s turgid head being clamped against my shaft. We took things slowly, taking a good minute for her to stretch out, allowing some of his cock into her tight folds. I lay wallowing in the sensations – the first time I have felt another cock against mine, the stretched feeling of her walls and the heat of our combined bodies.
I felt Jane’s hips move a little more, only this time it wasn’t to take her husbands cock deeper, it was to begin feeling the sensations of two cocks in her pussy. Steve responded with a similar slow motion, withdrawing and pushing back in. I lay still, unsure how to respond and feeling the weight of two people on my own hips. Steve now began moving some more, sliding in and out gently, each time he pushed in eliciting a moan from his wife of pain and pleasure. I could now feel her wetness oozing onto my legs, clearly lubrication was good. I tried to rock my hips, moving my cock a small amount, but unable to match Steve’s gentle rhythm.
Suddenly Steve’s shaft pulsed, sending a premature stream of cum into his wifes pussy. We all paused, feeling his body relax and head sink somewhat. “Sorry” he mumbled as his cock rapidly deflated and slipped out of the tightness. As he withdrew and moved back on the bed, I felt Jane sink down onto my cock more, but was unsure if it was just the change in position. Steve and Jane looked at each other, he apologised again, looking at his limp tool dripping cum.
A few moments later I was wiping myself clean by the side of the bed, covered in his cum and his wife’s cream. Steve had disappeared to the bathroom, and I was assuming things were coming to an awkward end. My cock was still rock hard, looking at Jane as she also cleaned up a little, sat slightly upright in the bed. She turned and looked at me “It’s ok” she reassured. Then looked at my cock. “But that isn’t. Come here” She patted the bed next to her, and lay down. As I lay next to her, she placed a leg over my hip, using it to draw me close, reached down and slid me back into her now gaping pussy. I responded with a thrust, my arm going under her neck, and both of us settling into an easy position, kissing each other.
Steve returned to find me fucking his wife, sloppy with juices, one leg widely over my hip, the pair of us kissing. I found her so slack it was not stimulating so much, and so I was able to thrust harder and deeper without fear of repeating what Steve had done. Without a word he climbed onto the bed, slid next to his wife and immediately reached down for her clit. Jane rolled her head, replacing my lips with her husbands and pushing her hips towards me so I could gain deeper access.
By now I was at an angle to Jane, able to bury fully in her pussy, feeling her husband work her clit like before. He alternated to sliding two fingers down each side of her pussy, feeling my girth thrusting in and out. Janes was rocking her hips as I neared full depth, ensuring the full depth of my penetration. By now her moans we louder, and as I altered the angle again to gain more friction on my cock head, she groaned loudly, clamping her legs tightly and revelling in her second orgasm. A few thrusts later I once again came into the condom - deep in another mans wife.
We stayed in text contact for a few weeks after, I was hopeful of another meet. However Jane finally messaged to say that they weren’t going to meet anyone again, as they were moving to France and needed to focus on the move. |
