For disclaimers and such, see part 1.
She held his face to hers and thrust her tongue between his lips. With a deep growl she surged up and rolled him to his back as she attacked his mouth. Her small body moved out of my reach as she stretched an arm toward the side of the bed. She flailed the empty air a moment before breaking away from him with a sound of impatience. He chuckled at her frustration and reached with his much longer arm to the beside table drawer. From inside he pulled out two small square packets.
She flopped back to the mattress and turned her attention back to me. She rearranged herself again and I bent my head to my self-appointed task. I sucked her little clit back into my mouth and concentrated on sliding the tip of my tongue beneath its hood. She gasped and rocked against my face. I brought my fingers back into play, questing back inside of her. I was amazed the first time I found the holy grail G-Spot on a woman. I couldn't believe how far inside it isn't. But it's well-hidden, back behind the pelvis. I curled my fingers and searched for the irregular ridge of flesh while attacking her clit with my tongue. I was going to make this woman come if I had to die trying.
She wasn't making it easy for me. Neither was he. He was back at her breasts and nursing on her like a newborn. He'd do something to her I couldn't identify, I could only see his jaw flex from below, and she'd gasp and hump my face harder. Several times I lost my grip on her clit and lost my place inside her. Damn, she was so hot, twisting and moaning between us, that I thought I was going to lose it against his sheets. Then we finally found a rhythm between the three of us. He did his thing, she bucked just right against my tongue, and the tip of my finger slid across her magic button. She cried out as her internal muscles clamped and fluttered around my fingers and her thighs clenched around my head.
I rode it out with her until her muscles slackened and her thighs released my ears. Carefully I pulled my fingers out of her body, feeling little aftershocks bid me farewell. He had left her nipples and was crooning soothingly in her ear as she panted. I could see white impressions of her fingers on his arm where she'd held onto him. He turned to look at me as I eased my way up to join them and he gave me a smile. I hesitated a second, then offered him my hand. He gripped my wrist, licked my fingers clean, and deposited one of the condoms on my palm.
"She likes to be fucked right after she comes," he informed me.
I gaped at him, amazed that he was going to let me go first. I knelt between her knees and tore the package open with me teeth. I was picking the condom out of the opening I'd made when she wrapped her hot little hand around my dick and almost ended it all right there. I hissed and grabbed at her wrist as the heat and tingles of impending doom coiled in my groin and spread up my back and down the backs of my thighs.
"Oh, God, stop!" I begged.
I heard his deep chuckle as she released me. He was telling her to behave herself or she wouldn't get her present. I knelt there panting until the thundering heartbeat in my ears died down. Then taking myself in a careful grip I got myself sheathed without mishap. Her legs crept up and wrapped around my waist. She tucked her heels into the small of my back and pulled, insistent little thing.
I grabbed her hips and pulled them up into my lap. He abandoned her side and scrambled to mine. On his knees beside me he watched as I slid inside her. She groaned deep and satisfied and made snow angels on the sheets with her arms. He groaned deep and desperate in my ear as he watched me slowly fuck the woman he loved.
I may have been able to last longer if it wasn't for him. I may have been able to stand his eyes on me but I fell apart when he put his hands on me. He stroked one hand down my arm and stopped at the flexing muscles in my forearm. He stroked his other hand down my spine and settled in the small of my back, then drifted lower over my ass and squeezed. I lost it. The heat was back, the tingles were back, and I only managed a few more thrusts before the wave of ecstacy washed over me.
His hands never left me as I gasped and panted my way down. He stroked and patted me like I was a thoroughbred at Churchhill Downs with roses draped over my shoulders. When my breathing was marginally under control again, he took my jaw in a firm grip and turned my face to his. He laid a kiss on me like I never thought I could want from a man; hot tongue in my mouth and teeth pulling at my lip and his hands in my hair nearly pulling me away from her in his enthusiasm. Wait, he *was* pulling me away from her. He broke the kiss and growled against my lips, "My turn!"
I gave way for him and collapsed at her side. I stripped off the used condom and tied off the end. Not seeing a wastebasket anywhere I let the condom drop over the side of the bed to the floor. She smiled dreamily at me and reached up to brush her fingers over my lips. Then her attention was drawn to him as he took my just-vacated place. He stretched out over her and rested his weight on his elbows. She reached between them and guided him into her. Again she gave out that delicious moan as he slid inside.
He stopped her as she tried to pull her hand out from between them. "Are you ready to come again?" he asked her. "He was too busy to watch you last time. Are you going to let him see how beautiful you are when you come?"
She stared into his eyes, mesmerized, as he moved over and inside her and she left her hand where it was. He arched his back to make space between them and I could see her fingers working just above where he drove in and out of her. She built herself up quickly, working with a speed no human tongue could match. She drew her legs up and planted her heels against his hipbones. Using him for leverage she braced her hips up off the mattress and rode him from underneath as hard as he rode her from above.
I watched her face as she neared release; her eyes closed in concentration, her jaw clenched with the effort. Her breathing sped up and she began to wimper. A light sweat broke out over her brows and her chest and I watched as her nipples scrunched up all by themselves. Her wimpers increased into cries and suddenly she came.
I was mesmerized, watching her, and I realized he was right. She was incredibly beautiful with that flush spreading up her chest and neck and her face slacking in completion.
My attention was broken by a drop of liquid falling on her neck from above. I looked up to see a face equally as beautiful as he neared his own climax. Like her, his eyes were closed and sweat ran down his temple. He'd braced himself up on his hands and, as I watched, his hips lost their even pace and he gave four or five staggering thrusts before his shouts echoed around the room.
They collapsed into each other, kissing and carressing and murmuring to each other. I suddenly felt like the proverbial fifth wheel and I wondered if they would fall asleep so I could creep away into the night. Slowly they seperated and he disposed of his own condom in the same way I had. They snuggled together on their sides, facing each other, while I lay tense and uncomfortable only inches away.
As they finished their settling in motions I felt his hand on my arm. He pulled me insistently toward them until I settled in close against her back. His long arm draped around the both of us and he leisurely stroked his fingertips up and down my back. Their acceptance made me choke and I pressed my face into her hair to absorb the few tears that stung my eyelids as they crept out of my rarely used tear ducts. His fingertips drifted over my shoulder and down my arm, then reversed its course.
I lay there under his soothing touch with her body pressed to my chest and felt myself drifting. I don't know when it was that I fell asleep.
End Part Two
Continued in Part Three
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