Trois Trois

There is the theory that the delay is better.


Better yes in that there is more time for the ache to grow in both (all three?) of us. I can feel your thoughts and desires wrap around me like your arms, or more likely your lips, and it makes it hard to walk through my meetings. Anyone who thinks to look can see why you have done and are doing to me.

Once you have climaxed the first time under my tongue, grinding down onto me while you transmit that pleasure to your friend I slide out from under you and climb onto the bed. Under your touch she has fallen back on the comforter.

I lie next to her and run my fingers along her with one hand, holding her other hands together and out of the way, forcing her to feel nothing but the pleasure of our combined attention. Her breath is reduced to moans, one after the other, and finally my fingers trail down between her legs.

You lick lower and lower, rimming her while my fingers find and tease her clit. She has your tongue on her ass, your fingers in her pussy, my fingers on her clit, my mouth on her nipples and her hands held down. Nothing but pleasure. Nothing but sex.

Her climax is shattering. She pleads for it to stop and not stop.

And then we change places. She must do this again.

I am kissing my way down her body while you kiss your way up until we meet somewhere just south if her breasts and start kissing each other. Deeply, passionately, and you abandon the unspoken plan to crawl across her and push me down onto the bed, straddling me and running the lips of your pussy across my cock, hard meeting wet as your mouth attacks mine.

I feel your friend moving and her mouth on my leg, nuzzling her way up my thigh, driving me even wilder than your actions alone, until you slide down to join her, one of you working on my cock while the other plays with my legs and balls. Throbbing, blue veined and having had erection after erection all day it is there pulsing in your mouth.

I lose myself in the sensation and promise to return the favor again and again. You wiggle yourself over me, into the 69 you known I adore while our compatriots pussy has a chance to rest as she kisses you around my shaft.

I am reduced to nothing but an ache and a desperate need to not cum yet. There is more I have to do, but it’s a nightmare of pleasure as you start and stop, holding me there. I focus on tasting and licking and pleasuring you in return, ignoring the feel of your body against mine, of your mouth around me and just focus on the feel and taste of you, the curves of your thighs and ass under my hands.

So beautiful.