I can see you smile as the three of us undress. I live for that smile. He has been with us for a few weeks now, and its been good..but tonight..we want it to be special. I can tell you are as nervous as you are excited, by the way you keep lightly touching me, watching my face. I answer your fears with a deep long kiss, and I cant help but shiver as I feel your fingernails slide down my back. He watches smiling, knowing that some pleasures belong to you and I alone.
We slip into the bed, and he tells us that he wants to serve. I lie back, and you sit by my head, and watch as he begins to run his hands over my body. I love the way you can never quite look away. I glide my hands up and down the smooth skin of your inner thigh as his own hands bring me full erect. You lick your lips as he lowers his mouth to my cock. My fingers slip inside you then, and you gasp.
We are playing now, and we all know it. When he slides his tongue along the sides of my cock, I rub my thumb over your clit. When his warm mouth sucks on my head, my fingers slip into your pussy. You grin at me, laughing and happy. No one is trying to make anyone cum. Yet.
You rise, and kneel over me, letting me lick at your lips, your clit. My mouth can barely reach you, and you know you are teasing me. Still you shiver every time the tip of my tongue flicks over your clit. You keep glancing back over your shoulder at our friend, as his head bobs up and down.
He stops sucking on me, and I surprise you my pulling you down, so my tongue fills you. You give a short cry, and grip the headboard of your bed. I fuck you with my tongue, enjoying your sweet musky flavor, as I hear him open the bottle of lube,a nd begin getting both himself and my cock ready.
I release you, and you slide beside me, eyes wide, as he gets on top of me. I hold my cock steady, as he lowers himself onto it. He is quite new at this, and he is still tight. Your eyes flick back and forth between my face, and my cock, disappearing into his ass. He is very still when I fill him completely, for a moment. He is as hard as we have ever seen him, and I see your hand slip between your thighs, and start to stroke your lips as he begins to rock back and forth. I don't want to send ether of us over the edge, so I stay very still, not touching him, as he fucks himself. We are watching you, watching us. Watching your fingers running back and forth, slipping into your pussy. You are making little sounds, breathy and fast. He sides all the way up my shaft, then slowly back down, and his sighs.
He reaches out, and wraps a hand in your long hair and, pulling, guides your head down to his cock. The tip is damp, straining, and you let yourself be tugged to it. You lap at the tip and he groans. You lower your head and start to ease him into your mouth. I have the perfect view of him sliding into you, your cheeks bulging. You start to suck him hard, him working his fingers in your hair, pushing your head down just enough to get him into your throat. I slip my fingers up, and between your legs, and start to work your pussy. You moan around his cock, and he moans in response.