Story 27 #2
I laid there staring at the ceiling. I wanted this feeling to last forever. I wanted it to be a permanent part of me, a feeling that I could capture and carry inside from that moment forward. Exhilarating! Wondrous! Spectacular! It was an orgasm and now I must have more of them.
I must have fallen straight to sleep. I woke the next morning with just enough time to shower and make it to my 10:00 a.m class. Samara, as usual, had left early. I was sorry that I missed her that morning. We had plenty to discuss. The next day was Friday and we were all set to meet with Daniel after our last class.
“Hey girl!” Samara yelled as she threw open our door when she finally made it back to the room. “Have you recovered from that pussylicking I threw down last night? You went out like a light. I'm glad to know that time has been kind to my abilities. I was afraid that I might have been too rusty to make you cum but I'm so glad to say that my fear was all for naught!”
She threw her books on her desk and plopped down on her bed. She didn't give me a chance to answer. “Are you ready for tomorrow? I can't wait. Me, you and Daniel! It's going to be awesome! Are you excited?”
“Of course I am. And yes, I have recovered from that thrilling pussylicking. It was sensational!”
“Great!” she said. “Let's check out your closet and see what you got for the weekend.”
As we perused my wardrobe for its sexiest and most seductive items, Samara filled me in on how she thought our evening would go. Daniel would send a car for us tomorrow afternoon. He had mentioned to her that he wanted to take us by our new place. There, the three of us would fuck. She also knew there would be some shopping at some point during the weekend.
He was going to let us pick out our own furniture and decorations. It would truly be our own place. The only evidence that it belonged to someone else would be that his name would be on the lease. We could party and play at our leisure. As long as we abided by the lease and things didn't get too out of hand, we were good to go.
As far as members of the opposite sex, I was still unclear. Being that he was footing the bill in exchange for unlimited access to the place and our pussies, I assumed that Daniel would want to keep us both to himself. I didn't care about that right now. There was no one on my radar for which this would present a problem.
After we packed and prepared for the next day, Samara and I stayed up all night talking. Thankfully, time flew by quickly the next day. Before I knew it, we were getting in the back of a luxury town car Daniel had sent for us. It was so glamorous I could hardly believe it was happening. The car dropped us off at the apartment buildings that Samara and I had been eyeing.
We went to the unit number Daniel had given her and knocked on the door. I had only seen pictures of Daniel and they had done him no justice at all. He was gorgeous, smoking hot; he was a perfect ten. Even with his slightly advanced age, he was something to stare at.
He had already made himself at home. He was dressed in skinny jeans and a form-fitting t-shirt. His body was as fit as any guy our age. He was tall and well built. He carried himself with confidence and swagger. It was apparent that he took great pride in his appearance.
His skin was a sun-kissed tan and there wasn't a single, noticeable wrinkle. He sported ocean deep blue eyes that matched his mostly dark hair; mostly because it was perfectly peppered with sprinkles of gray. He wore a well-groomed goatee which was also peppered with sprinkles of gray. He was a stunning man and I couldn't wait to be taken by him.
“Greetings ladies!” he beamed as he and Samara engaged in a long, warm hug which led to a long, hot kiss and some minor fondling.
“I'm so sorry,” he apologized as he turned his attention to me. “That was a little rude of us. I just find Samara irresistible and I've been waiting to get my arms around her all week. How are you, Shelley? I am pleased and honored to meet you.”
He grabbed my hand and kissed it. He was a smooth talker alright and it was easy to see how besides his money and looks, he was able to so easily reel Samara in.
“I'm great!” I giggled. “And I'm pleased to meet you as well.”
“Wonderful! Let me show you the place ladies. I think you will love it. It came furnished but I'll give you my credit card and you two can replace any and everything you want. It's all up to you.”
I tried to pay close attention as he gave us the grand tour but my mind was overtaken by horniness. I don't know if it was because my sexuality had been so recently awakened or if it was because I was turned on by this whole situation. I was pretty much a kept woman now. All I had to do was seal the deal with some sex to make it official.
I was ready for it right now. The talk and tour could wait. There would be more than enough time for that. I was ready to open my legs and take what Daniel was going to give me. I could see the print in his pants and things were looking up, literally and figuratively. Samara told me that he was well endowed. I wanted to see for myself. I didn't want to wait for a second longer.
We ended up in one of the two large bedrooms; both of which were equipped with king-sized beds. I guess he designed it that way, that the tour of our new place would culminate in the bedrooms. The bed was inviting so I walked over to it and sat on the edge.
“I would love to suck your dick now, Daniel,” I blurted out, somewhat surprised at my new found confidence. The moment had taken over and it was time for me to show Daniel that he would be getting way more than his money's worth of pleasure. I was going to prove that I could take good care of him as my brand new sugar daddy.
He and Samara hadn't seen that coming. They looked at each other and laughed.
“Do you know how to suck a dick, Shelley?”
“Not at all, but I'm sure Samara can brief me.”
“You got that right!” she chimed in.
We hadn't even had a chance to change into the sexy undies we brought along. We weren't going to need them, at least not tonight. We all began to undress. Daniel and I stared at each waiting to see what delights would be revealed as our clothes hit the floor.
Just as the print in his pants alluded, Daniel was carrying around a heavy and huge package. It was rock hard and bounced in the air as he freed it from his skinny jeans. He also had big swinging balls. I had only seen cocks in pictures so I didn't have much to compare his with. It was appetizing though and I was eager to wrap my mouth completely around it.
He and Samara approached the edge of the bed. She sat down beside me as his big prick stood out straight towards my face. I began to rub it as Samara began to massage my back.
“I thought you wanted to suck it,” Daniel reminded me.
“I did say that, didn't I?”
“You sure did.” Everything about him was so sexy.
I opened my mouth so he could push the head of his pecker inside of it. I took one long suck like I was sucking on a jumbo lollipop. It wasn't sweet though. It was kind of salty like Samara had warned me. I swiped my tongue around it to savor the full flavor of his manhood. Samara gently nudged my head from behind to slowly ease my mouth down his steely cock.
“Now go back and forth, girl.” I did as Samara instructed, barely able to fit my mouth around the gigantic rod. I coasted down the distance of his salty dick until my lips were planted against the base of his juicy fuck pole. I slid my mouth slowly back until only the head was in my mouth. He moaned. I was quickly getting the hang of it so I repeated my actions.
Samara slid in closer and planted her tongue on his balls. She lapped on them softly while I blew his meaty sword. It was a tight fit having his huge cock in my mouth. It completely filled my jaws. It was a challenge not to choke on it as it lunged back and forth over my tongue and down my throat. Daniel had me by the back of my head now, assisting his rod's ascension into my oral cavity.
“That's right, Shelley. Suck on that big dick,” Samara cheered as I blew him. Slobber dripped from my mouth as I accelerated the pace of my motions. Daniel threw his head back and moaned. He wound his groin to work his cock into my mouth at different angles. He wanted every part of his member to appreciate the wetness of my suctioning cheeks.
“Yeah, that's good, baby. That's real good,” he finally uttered. “Now lay back. I want to eat your pussy.”
I laid back, pretty certain that his cunt eating repertoire would surpass Samara's superb performance.
I opened my legs in anticipation. He sunk his face right into my beckoning beaver. His tongue immediately lay siege on my clit, lashing it with unrelenting strokes. He lapped on and then swooped all around it. He tugged at it gently with his succulent lips, rolling it in between them. It was a full-on oral assault. His tongue was attacking my sweet spot from every side.
As he ate me out, Samara began to tend to my ample breasts. She stroked one nipple, flickering it in between her fingers as she sucked on the other. This was another new feeling, another new first among the many that I had yearned to experience. She knew well how to use her mouth and tongue; wielding it in complete command of my bosom.
My back arched and my stomach rippled. My crotch twisted and turned while I swung my head around frantically. My hands struggled to grip the sheets as my toes tingled in ecstasy. Between the two of their magical mouths, my entire body was enraptured. They were doing a number on me and I had never been so happy to feel so helpless.
That new feeling was reemerging; that orgasmic tidal wave that Samara had introduced me to just the night before. It surged through my being like a lightning bolt. Heat, flash, and thunder culminating in an epic climactic storm. I came ferociously. I drenched the sheets with
the cascading flow of my juices.