Three at last, They reciprocate until he can no longer co-operate.
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The sweet mind pictures of his first day with Rachel fade and Dave comes back to bright sunshine reality as they cross the living room and stand at the door to the sun porch.
Sandy pulls him by his ever swelling dick leash through the living room. She pauses at the curtain of mardi-gras beads hanging over the doorway to the second story porch. They stand behind the curtain in deep shadows looking out onto the sunlit porch. To the outside world they are invisible behind the curtain.
On the porch Rachel reclined, a naked snake hipped Cleopatra on a beach towel in the sun.
Her auburn hair is twisted in a knot, skewered with a chopstick hair bar. Rachel's body shines with a cover of oil.
Seeing her pussy lips swollen fat. Her nipples erect. Dave remembers the flavor he couldn't place when he kissed Sandy.
Pussy! Sandy has a mouth full of Rachel's PUSSY juice. With the thought, Dave's cock pulses with pre-cum drool. Sandy feels the dick-throb in her grip. She squeezes her fingertips against his urethra holding him tight.
She eases her grip to let a little dribble of his juice ooze out and dribble down his cock. Slowly her oily slick hand jacks him sliding her fist out over his knob. As they look out the curtain, she slides her hand up to squeeze tight round the spongy head of his dick.
The sweet ecstasy of her squeeze nearly buckling his knees, he whispers, "Fuck." He groans as she rubs her oil slick thumb over the bulging helmet flipping his dick tip, spreading his slickum. She has him at her mercy in the palm of her hand.
Naked, Sandy steps through the mardi-gras bead string curtain onto the sunny porch pulling only Dave's dick through the curtain. Dave's body is hidden in shadows behind the thick screen of beads.
He shoves the lemonade and glasses through the strands. It feels deliciously wicked to be naked standing on the porch in the daylight.
Sandy's house stands on a hill at least 50 feet above the street. Her second story sun porch sticks out to the East beyond the neighboring houses. On the north the house is surrounded by leafy trees. The street side has a bamboo screen shielding the view from neighbors across the street 100 yards away on the other side of the ravine. To the south the neighbor houses set back and cannot see the porch. The sleeping porch is surrounded by a solid 4 foot high wall. It is very private.
Sandy's cooter squeezes up tight inside, her nipples crinkle and she grins with the excitement as she presents a handful of dick to to Rachel saying, "Look what I found."
To which Rachel replies with a giggle, "Cool, a cock and some lemonade, just what I need."
On the porch, there are two old twin-sized feather mattresses lining the floor. Against the low walls are piles of big old couch pillows. The north wall is shadowed by bamboo blinds on the East. Long square bolster pillows from an old couch make a low soft bench in the center. An assortment of beach towels cover most everything making a cozy nest for three.
Sandy hands the veggies to Rachel and takes the lemonade pitcher from Dave's hand.
Parting the beads Dave steps onto the porch. Sandy still has his cock-shaft in her grip.
She squeezes and the cock-head bulges out ahead of her fist.
"Golly, I thought you got lost. It's about time you showed up and you brought something good to eat," more giggles. "The snacks too."
Still leading him by the dick, Sandy says "Come over here, we have plans for you"
Dave sets the tumblers down as he is guided onto the mattress.
Releasing his cock, Sandy pours lemonade into glasses set on a small wire spool table in arms reach of the mattresses.
Dave eases down next to Rachel's oily body with his head resting up against pillows on the north wall. His boner is swollen fat, bulging the oil slick skin shiny tight across his head. It arcs away from his body, pulsing up and down with his heartbeat. Turning his body to kiss Rachel, Dave is gentle but his hand, chilled by the lemonade pitcher, is a cold touch to her tit. Rachel squeals, shivers, squirms and presses his cold hand to her breast as his cock nudges against her hip searching for a warm spot to burrow.
Sandy, desperate and not to be deterred, sits down on his thighs, staking her claim, pinning his hips to the mattress. In mounting Dave, Sandy's oil slicked knee shoves Rachel's hips away from Dave breaking their kiss.
"Hey." cries Rachel.
Sandy spreads her knees wider on either side of Dave's hips asserting her turf. Digging her toes into the mattress she raises over his spring steel cock prong teasing them both with cunt fur tickles. With one hand Sandy finger combs her pubes opening her long outer cunt-lips. With the other hand she settles his cock-meat sandwiching the length in the deep wet cleft.
Humping she slides her slippery cunt over his cock. Her head is up as she proudly thrusts her shaking tits. From clit to cunt hole those awesome slippery sensitive lips stretch half way round the shaft of his cock. Sliding back she squashed his balls against her body. He spreads his legs to protect the jewels and her wetness slides down covering his body as she wantonly rocks sliding clit on the length of his cock, leaving just the tip poking out from her lips like big upside down clit .
Rachel says, "I want some of that too." as she scrambles onto his abdomen facing Sandy. Mounted, Rachel wraps her legs around Sandy's thighs slithering her body from tits to pubes against her lover, Sandy's body. Rachel's oil slick ass slides on Dave's belly until her cunt-lips cover his cock tip.
