This is a continuation of The Skylark Solution.
Reading The Skylark Solution Parts One, Two, Three and Four will give you much needed context for this story.
Featuring
Carter: my nearly forty-year-old husband.
Skylark: Carter's cousin, who is pregnant. She came to live with us in Part One where she and I established a sexual connection. In Part Two Carter and I both welcomed her into our bed. In Part Three and Four the three of us continued to explore each other sexually.
Isabella Emily: A wife, a writer, a pervert, a pleasure seeker, and your humble escort through this story.
If you'd like to read more about Skylark, Carter, and myself and our relationship please let me know in the comments or reach out in a private message.
IsabellaEmily
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From Part Four
By the time what I think was my fifth orgasm began to fade I had had more than I could stand, and in an overstimulated haze I began to push against Skylark and Carter with my legs and I tried desperately to move away from the sensations that had become almost painful.
"Stop! Stop! I can't stand any more! Please! Fuck!" my voice sounded to me like I was weeping and I realized how dizzy and out of control I felt.
I was down on the mattress, taking in huge gulps of air and shaking like I was having a seizure. Carter turned me over and pulled me to a sitting position, and limp as a rag doll I let him.
He moved behind me on the mattress and leaned back against the couch, pulling me back to lean against him. Skylark moved beside us and gently put a hand on my thigh.
"Wow." She said. "I've never heard or seen anything like that."
"Holy fuck," I said, "neither have I. It was all great, but your tongue was what did it Sky. Knowing it was you tasting me when it hit was caused it to go on and on."
Carter kissed my neck, and with a sudden surge of adrenaline I realized that he still needed to cum. And even though she'd had several amazing orgasms already today, I wanted to see if we could help Skylark along to at least one more.
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Now:
"How are you doing back there?" I asked Carter with a grin. "How much more pressure can we build up in those balls of yours until you burst?"
"Not much." He replied, slipping his fingers around to pinch one of my nipples. "I'm about ready to cum just sitting here thinking about it."
"At least give us a warning before it boils over." Skylark said with a giggle as she snuggled closer to us.
"Perhaps we've stimulated you too much." I said. "Maybe we should wait until tomorrow before any more contact. We don't want to over load your circuits."
"Fuck that!" Carter declared with mock horror. "Too much more waiting and I'll end up handling it myself!"
"Well we can't have that." Skylark said to me. "He might get carpal tunnel and be unable to cook breakfast tomorrow morning."
"That would be a disaster." I replied. "I guess we better find a way to treat his poor overloaded cock the way it deserves. Someone bring me a bottle of water and both of you come along."
I turned around and kissed Carter on the forehead, and then got up and started down the hall. I paused in the bedroom and lit a few candles for light, and then proceeded into the bathroom.
I turned on the soft overhead lights and opened the door to our extra big shower stall. I'd shaved Skylark earlier today in this very shower before Carter got home from work. And after sharing some sweaty sex before dinner the three of us had showered together again.
Turning on the water I stepped into the stall and waited, and within a moment they had both joined me in the hot water. Carter's cock wasn't quite throbbing, but it was pointed straight out and leaking a steady flow of clear precum.
"I don't think we're really ready for a shower yet, but there's no sense in waiting for that cock to calm down on its own." I announced. "And if it doesn't calm down I'm afraid it's too close to losing control to do any of us any good."
I gave Carter a gentle push to the end of the oversized stall, and grabbed the handheld shower nozzle and directed a burst of cold water at him. He jumped and gave me a playful swat on my ass, which echoed loud in the tiled shower.
"Okay," I laughed, "maybe there's no need to waterboard that cock with icy water, but you stay over there and keep the water as cool as you can stand it while you back away from the edge a bit."
I hung the handheld nozzle back up and turned on the water flow to the showerhead over Carter's body, before letting him adjust the temperature. Our stall has three showerheads and the one at the far end has its own temperature control separate from the other two, which is handy because I like my showers scalding while Carter prefers them merely hot.
I turned my attention to Skylark and pulled her to me, while turning the water flow over the two of us a bit hotter.
"I don't want him to become completely bored." I murmured to her.
I gave her a deep kiss, running my hands through her fiery red hair and feeling her baby bump press against my stomach. I sucked her tongue into my mouth as I watched Carter with my peripheral vision.
He was leaning against the tile wall staring at us, watching each move we made. His arms were up over his head holding onto the showerhead and I figured some more visual stimulation wouldn't hurt him while his body tried to calm down.
"How the fuck am I supposed to calm down over here with you two driving me crazy?" he asked.
"Find a way or we'll handcuff you to the bed and all you'll be able to do is listen to us play through the wall." I told him. "And if you get overstimulated and spill your cum on the floor of the shower I'll bring someone else over to fill the beautiful Skylark's cunt up with cock and cum and make you watch the whole thing with your hands cuffed behind your fucking back. Do we understand each other?"
"Yes we do Mistress Cock Tease," he said with a grin.
"Good. Because Skylark needs some more cum real bad. Make sure it's yours." I told him while pressing my body against hers.
"She's right," Skylark said, "you wouldn't want to send us off to find what I need somewhere else would you?"
