Tongues tasted come from both a man and a woman and each one savored the unique flavors of something and someone new.
Roger stepped away and lifted his right hand, left it flat and moved it forward with the palm facing up.
The two women repeated the gesture of Thanks and then slid their almost twin like bodies over to the bed. Roger watched two soft, firm asses lift up into the air and sent a prayer to the heaven's that he lived through the night. They both stayed there and winked at each other, a sight that was not lost to Roger. He moved to the bed and rubbed the sweet flesh of his wife's ass and slapped it hard. He watched her press back for another and he gave her what she wished.
Abigail wasn't surprised by the hand gesture she watched being given to her sister's rump. She'd talking to Joyce at length about sex; that was one of the reasons she'd come to her sister when her marriage started to fail. She had been jealous of the relationship between her sibling and her husband. Abigail had learned a lot about Joyce's relationship and she pressed her ass back, too.
Roger knew what she wanted and when his hand found her rump, he smiled at her jerk. He reached down and felt her cunt. It was wet and slippery. He spanked her again and then a third crack fell on either deaf or muffled ears.
Joyce rolled to her back and watched her husband spank her sister. She rubbed her nipples and then let one hand trail to her cunt. Her fingers came away yet and as she smeared the moisture over her nipples Abigail shifted her body to lie closer to her sister's. She cupped one juice coated nipple and opened her mouth. Joyce watched Abbey lick the juice off and then inhale her pink pearled nub.
The throughly sucked cock that Roger had recently had soften was growing inch by inch as he watched Abbey work her way over his wife's body. His fingers slid from her pussy and he helped to position his wife's legs so Abigail could slide her way down them. When she was settled he climbed back on the bed and rested on his knees.
Moans and gasps of pleasure ran through three bodies as they slowly began to take the final step to completing the erotic images that had been dancing in their minds all day. Joyce lay there, clenching the sheets as her sister worked her right nipple into a screaming peak and then her left. Joyce's fingers curled into her siblings hair and she tugged her away, her eyes demanded more and Abigail licked her lips then placed hot, open-mouth kisses down her lover's figure.
Once she reached the flat tummy that she'd admired through the years, she took her time licking, biting and sucking on the sweet flesh. Abigail felt her brother-in-law's cock press against her and she moaned quietly. Unable to hear the actual sound, but feel the vibrations of it in her head, Abigail marveled how different it was to love without words that were spoken. Everything had to be conveyed by touch or by fingers. She did that now. She conversed with her hands, splaying one over her sister's mound.
Roger had felt as if the world were moving through time at a snail's pace. It seemed like forever before Abigail's rear reached him. His cock was hard again, aching to slide into the forbidden entrance of his sister-in-law's cunt. When she wiggled her ass provocatively he growled low and swatted it again. He watched her lift it high and knew she was silently asking him to take her. He had every intention of doing just that.
Joyce opened and closed her eyes. Eventually, she held them open long enough for her to look down and see her sister's pink tongue dart out and lick at the juice coated clit. She lifted her fingers and signed, "Bite it." She quickly added, "Hard!"
Abbey did. She opened her mouth and kept eye contact with Joyce. She pulled the sweet strip of heated flesh out and sucked it, gnawed it and then soothed it with licks. Her eyes never left her sister's fingers, but her fingers were used for a different kind of sign language. She plunged them into the moist cunt that lay under her lips and proceeded to roll them left and right.
The head of Roger's cock was poised and ready. He rammed into Abbey's pussy and felt her tighten around him. His hands grabbed her hips and he started to pound into her. His balls slapping her ass and his nails digging at her skin. At first he was fast, then he slowed, then he sped up. There was no tempo, he would just change when his body desired it. Abigail was eating his wife and he was fucking her sister. The group moaned to themselves, growled and whimpered for more. Each one reacted to scents and tastes, touches and sights, but none reacted to sounds. Sounds didn't exist.
Joyce pushed her fingers into her sister's hair and lifted her hips. Her fluids gushed free and were swallowed up. Abigail welcomed the hot come and bathed her face in it, burying her tongue deeper into the folds and hungrily wanting more. Roger's body stiffened and he felt Abbey's pussy constrict. They both came together, flooding each other with juice that mingled and slid down to mix in trails down her thighs and his balls.
Abbey licked up her siblings come and then rolled to her back. She scooted up and lay still while her breathing returned to normal. Her brother-in-law's cock hung limp and he crawled up between the two women. He kissed his wife and then his sister-in-law. His hand smoothed back Abbey's hair and he spelled out to her quickly, "Your ex was a fool."
Abbey blushed. Joyce smiled. She slid back and rolled to the side. "Lay down, Roger," she signed.
Roger lay between them and felt his wife spoon his back. He held her hand and squeezed it. After releasing it he pulled his sister-in-law to his front. Legs tangled with legs and arms tangled with arms as the three lovers fell into a needed slumber, one that would stir erotic dreams they would awaken them and lead them to play out those fantasies during the hours that were to come.
