Story 35 #3
She loved it. She wanted him to show her what he could do - what he wanted to do.
As they kissed again, one of his hands slid around to her ass, giving it a squeeze. His other hand went to her face and then ran down to her bare shoulder, stroking her skin.
She ran one of her hands over the front of his body, feeling his muscles.
They really were impressive. Then she started to undo his shirt.
When she had it undone, she slid one hand in to feel his body properly.
As she did that, she felt his hand slide down from her shoulder, moving swiftly over the side of one of her breasts, down to her waist.
She glanced over at Dan - he wanted to make sure that he was comfortable with this.
He was leaning forward in his chair. He looked excited.
She turned her attention back to Simon.
But then, suddenly, there was a sound. The door was opening!
She pulled away from Simon, but he took hold of her waist and pulled her to him as they both turned to look at the door.
A man stepped into the apartment. He was as good-looking as Simon - taller, but leaner, with light skin and sandy-blonde hair and blue eyes. As he closed the door, he froze and took in the scene.
“Hello, what have I walked in on here?” he said.
“Paul,” Simon said, “let me introduce my friends.”
He made his introductions and Paul assessed the situation.
“Now,” Simon said, “Do you want to watch? Or would you like to join in?”
Jane turned to Simon.
“What are you saying?” she said to him.
“What do you think? Me and Paul - we like to share.”
She looked at Paul. He certainly was hot, there was no denying that.
She looked at Dan. He shrugged slightly. It was up to her. She thought about it - taking on both men at once? The thought suddenly excited her so much that it seemed as though they should have been aiming for something like this right from the start.
“Come on,” she said to Paul. He seemed to have taken all of this situation in his stride and was ready to get down to having some fun.
She went back to Simon, kissing him and undoing the buttons on his shirt.
While she was doing this, Paul moved in closer.
By the time she was ready to turn her attention to him, she realized that he had already undone his shirt.
Well, she thought to herself, that was good. It was good to be keen, after all.
She turned to him and began kissing him, her hands pushing beneath his shirt, feeling his lean muscles. He was more tender than his friend, but no less enjoyable all the same.
She felt his hands on her waist. Then they moved up her body, feeling her curves. He was exploring her - she was completely new to him and he wanted to enjoy feeling her.
But there were other hands there as well, and she realized that Simon was there as well - that he couldn’t keep his hands off her.
He kissed her throat while she was kissing his friend.
His hand went to her ass. She felt him pulling up the back of her dress, then his hand slid onto her ass. She felt him caressing it, skin to skin. He had one of her ass cheeks in his hand, kneading it.
She turned her head to the side so that she was kissing him again, and as she did that she felt Paul push himself against the front of her body, the hardness in his pants pushing against her.
One of his hands ran up her stomach and took hold of one of her breasts through her dress. She wasn’t wearing any bra and she knew that he was feeling every part of her breast, even with the dress between his hand and her skin.
Her hands were on their bodies. She pushed at their shirts, wanting to feel more of them.
The two men stepped away from her. She looked at them - looking from one to the other, breathing heavily, wanting them both.
They pushed their shirts off and stood before her, topless.
She looked at their impressive physiques. She felt as though she was spoiled for choice. She almost didn’t know which way to turn, where to look, what to touch.
But the way that they were looking at her - hungry, expectant - told her that they wanted something from her now as well. It took her a moment to realize just what they wanted from her. But when she realized, it was all too obvious.
She began to tug at her dress. She made it seem as though it was taking a supreme effort to pull it down, wanting to drag this out for as long as possible and tease them a little bit.
They couldn’t take their eyes off her and she was loving the attention.
She looked over at Dan and saw that he was massaging his crotch through his pants while he watched what was unfolding before him.
Then she pulled her dress down over her breasts. They popped free - round, succulent, with the dark, perfect, circles of her nipples.
She saw how they looked at her breasts, how much they wanted them. She loved the attention.
She kept pulling her dress down, letting it slide over her taut abdomen, down past her G-string, down her toned legs till it was pooled around her feet.
She stepped out of it and stood before them.
All these eyes on her - she felt exposed, but she loved the feeling. It felt right to her.
The two men looked at one another for a moment and an understanding seemed to pass between the two of them.
They undid their pants and pushed them down, stepping out of them.
She looked at the bulges in their boxer shorts. She felt incredibly aroused now.
She stepped toward both of them. She reached down and grabbed the bulges, massaging them through their underwear.
She waited to see what they would do next.
They both stepped toward her. Simon turned her face to his and kissed her, one hand resting on her bare waist.
Then it was Paul’s turn. He began to kiss her, but he kissed her longer, slower, his tongue and hers playing with one another, while Simon’s hand slipped around to her ass.
Simon kissed her throat. Then he kissed her shoulder. She felt his warm mouth on her skin, his warm breath.
One of Paul’s hands had gone to one of her breasts, massaging it lightly.
Simon’s hand slid up from her ass to her other breast. He lifted it as his mouth bent down to it.
He kissed it lightly all over. She felt weak at the knees. This was all so incredible - two men worshiping her body.
Simon licked her breast, then he began to suck on her nipple - right at the same time as Paul took her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tweaking it as he continued kissing her.
Both men played with her nipples in different ways - and both of them felt wonderful.
Simon’s hand went back to her ass. Then she felt it move around to the front of her body. She felt him rubbing at her pussy through her G-string, the tip of his fingers running along the lips of it, probing it.
She had to fight the urge to break off her kiss with Paul so that she could cry out. She felt as though she needed that release but at the same time, she didn't want to stop this kiss.
She kept massaging the bulges, but she wanted more.
She pushed their boxer shorts down and felt their cocks pop free. She grabbed hold of them, feeling their heat, their hardness. Their kisses - one on her mouth and one on her breast - seemed to grow in intensity as she began to stroke their cocks.
Simon clearly wanted to give her the same kind of pleasure that she was giving him. He pushed the bit of material at the front of her G-string out of the way.
Then Paul stopped kissing her. She looked into his eyes as she kept playing with his cock, a little smile on her face.
Simon raised his face from her breast and she looked at him as well.
Then, Paul placed one hand on her stomach. She could feel the pressure changing against his hand with the rise and fall of her breathing.
Then she felt him pushing her back. She walked backward, not taking her eye off either man as they walked with her.
Then she felt the couch against the back of her legs. Paul gave her one more push and she sat down on the couch.
Their cocks were right in front of her face, both of them pointing at her, both of them ready for her.
She took both of them in her hands and began playing with them. Both men reached down and grabbed one of her breasts each, squeezing them.
She kissed the tips of their cocks, one after the other. Then she licked them each, from the base all the way to the tip. She planted little kisses all over each of them and then gave each of them a quick suck on the tip.
Then she decided to give Simon’s cock her full attention. After all, he was the one who had got this all started.
Once again, she glanced across at her husband to see his reaction to all of this. She saw that he had his cock out and was now jerking himself off as he watched his wife pleasuring these two men.
Her eyes met his as she took Simon's cock in her mouth, letting it slide past her lips, filling her mouth up with its fatness, its hardness.
Her head bobbed back and forth as she sucked on his cock. All the while, she was still jerking Paul off.
Soon, she switched and took Paul's cock in her mouth.
She heard him breathing heavily and she wondered how much longer he would be able to last. She felt as though they might have to move things along soon.
All the while, with her free hand she was rubbing at her pussy, turning herself on while pleasuring herself.
Then Simon dropped to his knees before her.
She looked at him as she continued sucking on Paul’s cock. Simon pulled her G-string off, leaving her completely naked on the couch.
He pushed her legs apart. She felt his hands on her thighs. Then she felt him licking and kissing the inside of her thighs. Then he kissed her wet pussy. Her body trembled.
Then he licked at her pussy as she sucked on Paul’s cock with more urgency.
Simon’s tongue probed her pussy expertly. The tip of his tongue pushed inside her, then ran up and down her lips.
He pushed at her clit, and flicked at it. He ran his tongue in tiny circles around it, making her squirm with delight.
He lapped at her pussy, tasting he. It was incredible - and somehow feeling Paul’s hard cock in her mouth while Simon’s soft tongue pleasured her made it all the sweeter.