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  Belinda dropped to her knees beside Gina. She took great pleasure in watching Gina suck Rick’s cock. The way Gina looked up at him as she sucked, her eyes full of love, hungry and eager to please. It was very arousing.

  Belinda reached between her legs and began rubbing her own pussy. She was so hot down there, so wet and sensitive. The touch of her own fingers sent tiny spasms of pleasure racing through her again.

  Gina took Rick’s cock from her mouth and offered it to Belinda. The two women teased the head of his dick with their tongues, licking all around it.

  Belinda took it into her mouth and nibbled the head while Gina worked her way up and down one side of this shaft.

  They passed his cock back and forth for a few minutes, then Belinda kneeled on the couch and Rick stood behind her, placing his hands on her hips and drawing her back to him. The head of his cock nudged her, pushing the lips of her pussy apart, slipping into her slick, pink opening.

  Gina knelt beside Rick, wrapping her arms around his legs. She stroked his balls as his dick slipped in and out of Belinda’s wet cunt. Her fingers brushed his thick shaft as it filled Belinda stroke after stroke.

  Gina got up on the couch beside Belinda. Rick reached over to finger his wife’s pussy as he continued fucking Belinda.

  Belinda and Gina kissed, soft lips brushing together, tongues slipping into each other’s mouths.

  Rick pulled his cock from Belinda’s pussy, slick and glistening with her juices. His dick bobbed in front of him as he took up position behind Gina. He pushed her skirt up over her ass and penetrated the silky auburn curls. The coral pink flaps of her labia opened, clinging to his cock as it slid deep into her pussy.

  Belinda reached over to play with one of Gina’s tits. Gina covered Belinda’s mouth with hers, thrusting her tongue into Belinda’s mouth.

  Rick ran a hand over Belinda’s round, smooth ass. He slipped a finger into her soaking-wet pussy and moved it around inside her, then he dragged the finger up and smeared her juices around the pale pink pucker of her asshole.

  Belinda moaned her approval. Rick worked his finger into her ass. She shifted her ass and his finger slipped in a little further. He moved it gently inside her at first, relaxing her anal muscles, and then he slid a second finger in.

  Gina pumped her ass back against him, grinding her pussy up and down on his cock. He glanced down and watched her slick lips cling to his thick shaft as she began to rock back and forth on him.

  He took his cock from Gina’s pussy and got behind Belinda, taking his fingers from her ass as he did. He rubbed his cock along her pink labia, wetting the head of his cock with her slick honey.

  Gina pumped his cock and guided the purple tip between the cheeks of Belinda’s ass. Belinda eased backward, pressing her puckered opening down over the head of his cock. There was brief resistance before his dick slipped beyond the tight ring of muscle and slid deep into her ass.

  Rick’s wasn’t the first cock Belinda had ever taken in her ass, but it was by far the largest. The first few strokes hurt like hell, but then she relaxed and got into it, moaning as he pumped her ass with steady stroke, his balls slapping an even rhythm against her pussy.

  Gina stayed on her knees beside Rick, leaning down to lick around where his cock and Belinda’s asshole met, keeping Belinda’s anus well lubricated with lots of slippery saliva.

  “Ohhh, yeah. Oh god, come in my ass.” Belinda grunted the words as Rick pounded into her, digging his fingers into her hips to keep her close.

  “Come on, baby,” Gina encouraged him. “Show her what you got.”

  He came with a grunt, thrusting all the way into Belinda’s ass, groaning as his hot cum filled her tight bottom. When he finally withdrew, a flood of thick cream dribbled from her well-fucked ass. Gina grabbed hold of Rick’s cock and took it in her mouth to suck it clean, then she got behind Belinda and licked the cum from around her ass.

  Rick retrieved the prototype dildo from Belinda’s desk. He knelt behind Gina and ran his tongue along the pink folds of her labia, nibbling on them a few minutes, and then he inserted the dildo into her pussy.

  Gina continued licking the cum out of Belinda’s ass, working her tongue in deep. She shifted her ass, pushing back to take the dildo deeper into her pussy. It wasn’t long before she was fucking it, working her hips up and down, the dildo slipping in and out of her wet cunt.

  Rick’s cock hung limp and wet against one leg. He took it in his fist and stroked it, working up another erection. He was a professional, so multiple erections were no trouble for him. He prided himself on that fact.

  He handed the dildo to Gina, who slid it into Belinda’s pussy. As she fucked Belinda with it, she teased licked Belinda’s clit. Belinda squealed as the combined pleasure of tongue and dildo sent her soaring.

  Rick pushed his dick into his wife’s pussy and fucked her with long, hard strokes, swatting her on the bottom now and then for effect. When he knew she was close to coming, he reached under around and fingered clit, bringing her right over the edge.

  Belinda soon followed, crying out in pleasure as Gina drove the dildo in her pussy to the hilt and pulled Belinda’s clit into her mouth.

  Belinda glanced up at the old clock on the wall. It was past midnight. Another year gone, a new one just beginning. She just happened to have a good bottle of champagne in the refrigerator. Plastic cups were all she had to drink from. Rick popped the cork on the champagne and filled their cups.

  “Here’s to banging in the new year,” she said, holding her cup out so Rick and Gina could join her in the toast.

  And looking at her new, still-naked friends, Belinda had a feeling it was going to be a good year for more than just business.

  Blast from the Past

  My wife Lori has never been one to talk about her sexual fantasies. We’ve been married for a few years now, and still I know very little about what turns her on. Me, I’m another story altogether. I’m an open book. I talk about my fantasies every chance I get, to just about anyone who will listen.

  Last week, though, after a particularly wild bout of fucking, Lori decided she wanted to talk about fantasies. We lay in bed, both of us naked and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, and she asked me if I wanted to hear about one of her hottest fantasies.

  “Are you kidding?” I said. “I’ve been waiting for this since the day we met.”

  She proceeded to tell me how she fantasized about being fucked by two men at the same time. Nothing fancy. Just a good old-fashioned threesome. I thought about it for a minute and realized the idea of sharing my wife with another man appealed to me.

  I wanted to keep her talking, so I tossed around suggestions as to who we might get to join us if we were to go through with it. She rejected all of my friends, saying it would be too awkward afterward, and picking up a stranger was out of the question because it wasn’t safe. That didn’t leave many options.

  “What about your ex-husband?” I asked in an offhanded manner.

  “That might work,” she said.

  “I was kidding, baby,” I told her, grabbing a pack of cigarettes from the nightstand and lighting one up.

  “It’s actually a good idea,” she said. “Mike would do it, I know that much, and after it’s over, we can send him on his way.”

  “You don’t even like the guy.”

  “That makes it even better,” she said. “I don’t have to like him to fuck him. It would be a strictly sex. He was always pretty good in bed.”

  “I’m not sure I needed to hear that,” I said, making it sound as if I were joking, but meaning it just the same.

  She plucked the cigarette from between my lips, took a drag, then climbed on top of me. She leaned over and stubbed the cigarette out in the ashtray.

  “It’s settled, then. We’ll ask Mike.”

  Before I could offer further debate, she reached back and stroked my cock. I was already hard again. She raised her ass slightly, aimed the head of my cock at her wet pussy, and sat
down on it.

  She started riding me, sliding up and down on my cock as she leaned up to dangle her breasts in my face. She bounced hard, gasping and moaning when she reached her climax, and just before I came inside her, I found myself wondering if she was thinking about her ex-husband now, already anticipating the things they would do together in our bedroom.

  * * * *

  Lori was right about one thing. Mike was willing. I called him the next day, just like I promised, and arranged for him to come to our house the following Friday. It was all I could do to keep him from hanging up and driving the distance to our house right then, and he couldn’t have sounded more grateful for the opportunity to fuck Lori again.

  The Big Night came quicker than I felt comfortable with, but the plans had been set into motion. Lori didn’t get all dolled up in some sexy fuck-me outfit like I expected her to, and quite frankly, I felt better that she hadn’t. Still, she looked great. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a ponytail, she wore a casual blouse, jeans, and tennis shoes-she looked like a mild-mannered soccer-mom, which couldn’t have been further from the truth.

  Not that I’d call my wife a slut, but I saw a side of her that night I’d never seen before.

  The evening started with imported beer in the living room. Lori and I sat on the couch and Mike took the loveseat. The conversation was limited at first, even a little strained. We intentionally stayed away from discussing the main event. It would happen when it happened, and talking about it beforehand would only make it more complicated.

  Half an hour or so into the evening, Mike went to the bathroom.

  “Are you still okay with this?” Lori asked.

  “Yeah, I’m okay with it.”

  “Good,” she said.

  There was a slight pregnant silence. She had something else to say. I waited, and when she finally spoke, I could tell by her tone that she was nervous.

  “There’s something I want… if it’s okay with you,” she said.

  “Name it,”

  “I wanna feel both of your dicks in me at the same time.”

  The comment caught me by surprise, but before I could respond, Mike came back from the bathroom.

  Lori was ready to go. She was beginning to fidget like she always did when she was eager and anxious about something at the same time.

  “Why don’t you go sit by Mike,” I suggested.

  She looked at me for a long moment, giving me another chance to change my mind, then she went over and sat beside Mike. She leaned over and kissed him. Her lips brushed his mouth tentatively at first, and then she began to nibble his lower lip, finally working her tongue into his mouth.

  She dropped one hand on his lap and fumbled with the button of his jeans, then she shoved her hand down inside his pants and came out with his stiff cock, letting it flop down against his stomach. She continued kissing him as she rubbed her palm up and down the length of his cock.

  She unbuttoned Mike’s shirt and pushed it open so she could lick his nipples, then she said, “Get naked.”

  While he clumsily removed his clothes, Lori stood up and started undressing. She took off her blouse first, then her shoes and socks, then her bra. She reached back and unhooked the bra clasp, then leaned forward slightly, shaking the satin cups away from her tits. Her boobs are big and heavy, and they bounced and jiggled as the bra fell away. She took off her jeans last, leaving her purple lace panties on for the time being.

  Mike stroked his hard-on as he stared up at Lori. He had a big, stupid grin on his face, looking at her as if he’d never seen her naked before.

  Lori knelt on the floor in front of him and moved between his legs, sliding her hands over the tops of his thighs. She looked over at me for encouragement. I gave her a slight smile and a nod. Sure, honey, go right ahead and blow your ex-husband. That’s what we’re here for, right?

  She lowered her head between his legs and licked his cock, dragging her tongue along the length of it until she reached its fleshy helmet-shaped tip. She slid her fingers under his cock and lifted it, flicking her tongue against the underside a few times before she took it in her mouth and started sucking.

  She jerked him off while she sucked, moving her mouth and fist in unison, occasionally twisting her hand on his dick. Her blue eyes tilted up to watch his facial expressions, which bothered me more than the actual sucking did. For several minutes while she made oral love to his cock orally, and during that time I didn’t seem to exist at all.

  She finally glanced my way, as if suddenly remembering I was there, and pulled her head back, letting his cock slip from her mouth with a wet slurp

  She stood up. “Take off your clothes, honey,” she said to me.

  She climbed onto the loveseat and lay down, planting one foot on the floor and draping the other over the back of the loveseat. She tugged her panties aside and asked Mike to eat her out.

  He dove in, pressing his face into the soft blonde curls of her bush, wiggling his tongue between her plump lips. His hands disappeared under her ass and he lifted her to his face, lapping her pussy like a dog laps water in the heat of the day.

  I discarded the last of my clothes and went over to stand next to the loveseat, placing one knee on the arm and leaning up so my cock bobbed next to Lori’s head. She opened her mouth and grabbed my cock to guide it into her mouth.

  Mike was enthusiastic about eating Lori’s pussy. He made sloppy wet noises as he sucked and licked her. His cheeks were shiny with her juices. Lori made muffled moans around my cock, which told me she was pleased with what Mike was doing to her.

  He pulled her panties off so he could have unobstructed access to her pussy, then he pushed two fingers inside her and nibbled her clit with renewed vigor.

  I fucked her mouth, angling my cock so it went to the back of her throat without difficulty. I got a little overexcited a couple of times and went too far, causing her to gag, and finally I quit moving and let Lori suck instead.

  It wasn’t long before she was thrashing her hips up, grinding her pussy against Mike’s mouth. She turned away from me, letting my cock slide from her mouth, gasping and panting as she watched Mike.

  “You miss that pussy, don’t you?” she said breathlessly, her tits rising and falling with the uneven rhythm of a fast-approaching orgasm.

  Mike nodded and grunted something unintelligible.

  “I’m gonna come… stick that tongue inside me…”

  Her ass bounced against the cushions of the loveseat. Her boobs shook like Jell-O. She reached out and grabbed hold of my cock, squeezing and jerking her hand up and down erratically, then she put it in her mouth again, swirling her tongue around the head of as she took it down her throat and started sucking.

  She lifted her ass all the way off the loveseat, her legs trembling as she came, her pussy bumping against his face, and then she collapsed back down on the loveseat. Her hand drifted away from my cock and she sat up, leaning over to kiss Mike, tasting her herself on his lips.

  “Let’s take this in the bedroom,” she said decisively.

  She hopped up and hurried off. Mike and I followed. She was already on the bed waiting for us. She patted the bed with two hands, indicating we should come up and kneel one on either side of her.

  “Let me suck your cocks,” she said.

  We climbed onto the bed, Mike on her left, me on her right. She took our cocks, one in each hand, and leaned over to lick and nibble the head of my cock first, then she moved over and did the same to Mike. She alternated between us, always jerking one cock while she sucked the other.

  “Let me see if I can suck you both at once,” she said.

  She pulled us to her by our dicks, pressing them together so she could run her tongue over both cocks at the same time. She the head of each dick against her cheeks, then she began forcing them into her mouth.

  She tried sucking both cocks at once without much success, so after teasing us with her tongue a little longer, she let us take turns fucking her mouth, Mike first, the
n me, then Mike, then my cock again when he withdrew, each cock sliding and withdrawing at once, only to be replaced immediately by the other.

  She put both cocks in her mouth again, determined to swallow more of them this time than she had the first. She grabbed our asses and pulled us to her, forcing our cocks further into her mouth than seemed possible. Her cheeks bulged like a squirrel hiding nuts and saliva ran down her chin, but despite her best effort, she had to give up, gasping for air as our cocks slipped out of her mouth.

  She wasn’t finished with us yet, though. She moved back and forth between us, licking our cocks, popping them into her mouth one at a time to suck on them, and licking our balls.

  “Somebody eat my pussy,” she gasped. “The other one can fuck my mouth.”

  Mike straddled her chest. She stuck her tongue out. He smacked it a few times with his cock, then slid his dick deep into her mouth. He raised up slightly, giving himself a better angle, then leaned up to hold on to the headboard for leverage.

  I wasted no time getting between Lori’s legs. She pulled her knees back and dropped them flat on the bed, opening her pussy wide for me. Her little pink opening winked invitingly. I teased around the outside of it with light, teasing strokes of my tongue, then I slowly worked my tongue inside her.

  She was soaking wet. My face was drenched by her juices as I immersed it in the slippery heat. As I fucked her pussy with my tongue, darting it in and out, I found myself wondering, maybe a little paranoid, if this was what it would take from now on to keep her happy. Would she always need two men?

  Crazy thoughts, I know, but one of the dangers of sharing someone you love with another person, sexually or otherwise. Human beings are possessive by nature. We like to hang on to things. If we feel threatened, we start to think those crazy thoughts, and then jealousy sets in. It’s the reason most threesomes don’t work out well. Somebody usually gets fucked in the end, and not in the way it was originally intended.