Date: Fri, 7 Apr 2017 19:45:51 +0000 (UTC)
From: Harrison Conway <harconwrites@yahoo.com>
Subject: For Her Pleasure (Bisexual, Adult Friends)

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For Her Pleasure
By Harrison Conway




She arrived first.


I'd only been in the hotel suite about 15 minutes when she let herself
in. Just long enough to shuck my clothes down to a pair of soft cotton
thong panties and start to prepare the room.


The bed was turned down, towels and lube placed in strategic spots, and an
outfit laid out in the bathroom for he and I, picked to please her tastes.
The wine, her favorite kind, was chilling in an ice bucket next to a comfy
chair angled to face the bed.


The work, and thoughts of what was to come, had my cock leaking precum into
my panties, but I resisted the urge to touch myself.


When she entered the room, I saw her quickly inspect my work before her
eyes fell on me.


"That's not what you plan to wear, is it?" she asked.


"No ma'am. My outfit is in the bathroom.  I was getting everything ready
before I changed."


"Hmmmm," she mumbled with a note of disappointment. "Help me get
undressed."


She turned her back and I unzipped her dress. She let it slip from her
shoulders and stepped out of it, leaving it in a puddle on the floor.


Her black lace bra and panties matched the dress. I knelt to pick it up.


"Give us a kiss, princess," she said, turning toward me.


I gently pushed my face against her lace-covered sex, kissing as she
requested. Her hand found the back of my head and she gently urged me to
the spot where she wanted my attention.


I could feel the warmth emanating from between her legs and the faintest
smell of her arousal filled my nose.


But she pushed me away.


"A glass of wine, please," she said as she took her place in the chair.


After I handed it to her, she reached up and pulled my panties to the side,
exposing my half-hard cock, slick with the precum I'd been leaking.


"Your clitty is all wet," she said. "Excited about today?"


"Yes, ma'am."


She reached up and let her perfectly pedicured nails graze across my
nipple. A chill ran through my body and a moan escaped my lips. Instantly,
I was erect and precum begin to run down the shaft of my clitty as she
worked my nipples with one hand, the other still holding her wine.


"You have the most sensitive nipples of any boyslut I've ever seen," she
said. "Look at the mess you are making."


I feared she would punish me for the sticky mess I was making all over my
panties and now dripping to the floor. But a soft knock at the door saved
me. She pulled my panties over my erection.


"Go get him ready for me," she said.


He had come straight from work, still dressed in his work boots and
jeans. He did not protest when I led him directly to the bathroom and
started undressing him after I started the shower.


He kissed me, softly at first, but harder after his hands found my sticky
boyclit inside my panties.


When I broke free and got his shirt and shoes off, he reached and
unbuttoned his pants. When they fell to the floor, I saw the cute baby blue
satin bikini panties he'd worn all day at the construction site. After I
slipped them down over his knees and ankles, I held them to my nose, taking
in the dichotomy of his manly scent and the pretty femininity of his
underwear.


I pushed my own panties off and joined him in the shower, taking charge of
his washing.


As I soaped his body, I took care to give special attention to his cock,
which I washed and rinsed before dropping to my knees to give it a few
kisses as he washed and rinsed his hair.


I'd just taken his full shaft into my mouth, when I heard her voice from
the bathroom doorway.


"You girls better not be fooling around in there," she said sternly. "Hurry
up."


His eyes met mine from my position between his legs. He stifled a giggle
and I rather reluctantly let his dick fall from my mouth.


I toweled him dry and then myself.


Laying on the counter were the outfits I'd chosen for our date with her. I
helped him into his black mesh panties with a purple satin gusset, taking
care to adjust his still hard cock so that just the head was visible
through the mesh, and then slipped the black satin camisole over his head.


As he started to roll on the black lace top stockings that would complete
his outfit, I readied myself. I slipped on the white lace cincher and held
it just below my chest, turning my back so that He could fasten it shut. I
slipped on the matching garter belt and hiked myself up on the bathroom
counter so I could easily pull on my stockings and attach them to the belt.


As I stood, I turned to look for the tiny lace g-string, the last think I
needed to put on. But it wasn't where I'd left it.


I turned back toward where He was sitting on the toilet, my panties in his
hand.


"Come here, princess," he said with a lecherous smile on his face.


After slipping the delicate panties over my ankles, he looked up from where
he was bent over. With a twinkle in his eye, he brought his lips to my
clitty, letting his tongue slip between them and touch my sex.


"You better stop that," I whispered half-heartedly. "She is waiting."


He pulled my panties up, the thrill of the fabric against my body doing
nothing to relieve my excitement.


After a quick check in the mirror to ensure we looked as good as we could,
I took his hand and led him into the suite.


She had removed her bra but left her panties in place.


I led Him to a spot a few feet in front of Her, and slowly turned him so
she could see his lingerie.


He and she had been lovers for years. She knew of his penchant for panties
and encouraged him to explore his bisexuality. She liked to be on control,
at least until he slid his thick curved cock inside of her.


He and I met on the Internet, through a shared love of erotica and panty
play. He had the ability to be submissive to her, yet dominant to me and
when he asked me to join them, I jumped at the chance.


She raised her glass to us.


"You may proceed."


He turned to me and pulled me close, pushing his tongue into my mouth as he
hand gripped my ass. I could feel his erection rubbing against my clitty as
we made out for Her.


Soon, he broke our embrace and turned me so I faced her chair. He stepped
behind me and wrapped his arms around me, pulling my bottom against his
panty covered cock. As he kissed my neck, one of his hands found my nipple.


I let out a moan and pushed back against his hardness, grinding on his body
as he led me to a state of erotic bliss.  His other hand pulled my panties
to the side, exposing my leaking clitty.


When he wrapped his hand around my sex, I nearly came. I couldn't let him
stroke me, for fear of shooting all over the place, so I grabbed his hand
and held it still as we slowly gyrated in place.


I stole a glance at her. She was still holding her wine glass in one hand,
but the other had dropped to her lap and she was gently stroking her pussy
through the lacy fabric of her panties.


He used his arm to break my grip on his hand and ran his fingertips across
the tip of my erection, collecting a dollop of my precum. He brought his
fingers to my lips and I greedily sucked them into my mouth, taking the
sticky liquid onto my tongue. I sucked at his fingers in the same way that
I hoped to soon suck his cock.


But that's not what she wanted. And He and I both knew it.


"Get to it," she said.


He released me from his grip and turned me to the correct angle for her
before dropping to his knees in front of me.


He leaned in, linking a bead of precum that had bubbled from my dick before
taking just the head into his mouth.


He turned his head and made eye contact with her.  She had slipped her hand
inside her panties and was slowly fingering herself as she watched.


She loved to watch him suck cock.  When he'd first brought up the idea of
me joining them, he'd said that this was the one thing she wanted most.


My dick -- barely 5 inches on its best day -- was about the farthest thing
from the big thick porn cocks that one might consider for this kind of
fantasy, but neither of them seemed to mind.


"Go on," She said.


He complied, taking me in until his nose was buried in my abdomen and his
lips touched the base of my shaft.


I moaned as he slowly let my cock slip from his mouth until only my head
was between his lips.


As he worked my dick with long slow strokes, I couldn't help but be torn
between watching him suck me and stealing glances at her. She had pushed
her panties down past her knees and was rubbing her slit intently as she
watched him.


She caught me watching.


"Tell him what you want," she said.


I turned my attention to him.


"Suck my dick," I said. "Suck it like you want my cum."


I put my hand on the back of his head and pushed him to pick up the
pace. As he did, I started to buck my hips.


"Yes, like that. Be me cocksucker."


He moaned around my cock, and his excitement was as much as I could stand.


"I'm cumming, I'm cumming," I moaned.


I pulled him as deep onto my dick as I could as the orgasm ripped through
my body. He swallowed my load as I filled his mouth.


Even as the aftershocks were still pulsing through my body, She was up and
moving toward the bed.


"Get on your back," She said.


He dropped my dick from his mouth and scrambled to get in position. Facing
his feet, she lowered her pussy onto his face.


I moved between his legs, pulling off his panties. I licked his cock as it
stood proudly in front of me as she rubbed her sex across his face.



I took as much of his dick into my mouth as I could, savoring the taste of
his skin and the hardness of his shaft against my tongue. As much as I had
enjoyed his blowjob, this was where I really wanted to be.


But it didn't last long. She pushed me out of the way and lowered herself
onto his cock. I laid between his stocking-clad legs and watched as she
slowly rode him, reverse-cowgirl style.


When she leaned back toward his torso, I saw my opportunity. I pushed up
between his legs and ran my tongue across his ball and up Her slit,
stopping for a quick suck at her clit.


She stopped her grinding on his cock and let me lick them, the murmurs of
delight from them both spurring me on. I particularly tried to pay
attention to the spot where His cock entered her pussy, the stiffness of
his shaft and the soft delicate folds of Her sex a lovely contrast for my
tongue.


As I was licking them, she pulled away, leaving his cock in my face. I took
him in, savoring the flavor of her pussy on his dick. She turned toward him
and as I greedily sucked his cock, I could hear them kissing.


He pushed my head away from his cock, I assumed to keep from cumming in my
mouth. As much as I wanted his load in my belly and across my face, I knew
that her desires came first and that his orgasm would be as she
commanded. I licked as his balls, tight against his shaft, as they
continued to make out above me.


I moved over to her, laying beneath her wet, exposed pussy, letting my
tongue and lips explore her. As my tongue trailed between her pussy and
asshole, she dropped her hips, trapping me near her rosebud.


I licked and probed at her ass, pushing my tongue against her bottom until
the tip started to slip in. she pushed harder against my face, encouraging
me to eat her ass with abandon.


But then she lifted away, just out of my reach.


"Fuck me," I heard her tell him. "I want to cum on your dick."


He took his position over me and slid his cock into her waiting snatch. I
don't know who moaned louder: her, him or me. The front row seat to their
coupling was maybe the most erotic thing I'd ever seen, and my own cock
stirred in my panties as I watched them fuck above me.


I moved to where I could lick and kiss at his shaft and balls as he slowly
stroked in and out of her pussy.


"Oh, yeah, lick my balls," he said, as much for her benefit as mine or his.


I moved farther up, hoping to taste her pussy and his cock as they fucked,
but my movement threw off his rhythm and he slipped from her pussy.


"Be careful, princess," he said, as he grabbed his shaft and rubbed it
across my face, spreading her scent across me.


"I'm sorry, sir," I said, grabbing his dick from him and guiding him back
inside her.


He fucked her faster, as I tried to enhance their pleasure with my tongue
while staying out of the way. Her moans were getting louder with each
stroke and I could feel her thighs tighten around my head.


"That's me. That's me. That's me. Ohhhhh, shit, that's me," she said as she
arched her back and her orgasm spread across her body.


Her orgasm triggered his. He slammed into her one last time and filled her
pussy with his cum.


"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck," he moaned.


Their bodies, in motion above me just before, came to a halt as they rode
the wave of pleasure that each of them were feeling. I tried to lay still
beneath them, not wanting to intrude.


He held his cock inside of her until it began to wilt. When he slipped from
her pussy, a large glob of cum fell onto my waiting mouth and and I savored
it for just a moment before swallowing.


I continued to catch the cum that was pouring from her well-fucked hole,
until she appeared to be empty. But then she sat up over me and more slid
from her pussy, across her asshole and into my willing and waiting mouth.


I tried to reach for her clit, but she gently slapped my face and pushed me
away.


"Not now, princess," she said. "Not yet."


She stood and staggered toward her wine glass across the room. I turned my
attention to him, taking his shaft -- still covered in the stickiness of
their sex -- into my mouth.


As I sucked him clean, his cock began to stir. Perhaps our evening wasn't
over.


I continued to work his cock with my mouth, enjoying the sensation of it
hardening my my mouth. He rolled us onto his side, and he began pumping
slowly, fucking my mouth just as he had her pussy.


He pulled his cock from my mouth, and lifted my chin until my eyes met his.


"Tell me what you want."


I didn't hesitate.


"Please fuck me."


He rolled away from me, reaching for the lube, and I repositioned myself on
the bed. As he took his place between my open legs, I could see her
watching over his shoulder.


He slipped my panties to the side, letting my clitty free, and giving him
access to my manpussy. He poured some lube onto his fingers and drug them
across my rosebud, as he reached and tweaked my nipple with his other hand.


The feel of his fingers as both end sent a jolt through my body and my
clitty jumped to attention as precum began to flow like a fountain.


I moaned and wiggled beneath his ministrations.


"Such a good little slut," he said to her as she stepped closer to
watch. "All you have to do it touch her titties and she'll give up the
pussy just like that."


"Well, you better fuck her, then," she replied.


He pushed his lube-slicked fingers inside of me, making me moan like a porn
star. She picked up the lube and poured some into her hand, grabbing his
dick and stroking.


He pulled his fingers from my ass and began rubbing his erection between my
cheeks. I watched as he moved into position to push inside me.

But she had other plans. She dropped her pussy onto my face, her wet sex
blocking my view.

"Fuck her," she said to him as they kissed. "Bury your dick in her pussy."

I could feel his cock pushing against my ass, gently at first, but with
more urgency he worked to get inside me. The sensation of his cockhead
against my hole consumed me, so much so that I had stopped paying attention
to her pussy.

She raised up and grabbed my face.

"Do your job. Eat my pussy," she said sternly. "Or I won't let him fuck
you."

I got to work, eagerly licking at her sex, and sucking at her clit as she
rubbed herself on my face.  His cock again began pushing at my manpussy,
and before I knew it, I felt my sphincter give way and his dick slide balls
deep into me.

I moaned into her pussy. The pleasure/pain from his invasion was
overwhelming. My entire world had been reduced to the dick in my ass and
the pussy grinding against my face. It was heaven.

He started to stroke in and out of my mancunt, long slow movements that
took all but his head from my grip before pushing himself deep inside
me. Her nails scraped across my nipples, causing me to moan louder and arch
my back.

My clitty was bouncing to the rhythm of his pounding and I had to
concentrate to keep my tongue on her pussy. She shifted her weight and
presented her clit to me.

I sucked it between my lips, latching on. She pressed herself harder
against me as my tongue flicked across her most sensitive spot.

He was really getting into it. His hands gripped my ankles, and he used
them for leverage as he fucked me steadily.

I felt a hand grip my cock -- it had to be hers -- and begin to pump. I
knew I couldn't last long and I sucked harder at her clit, moaning my
encouragement for him to pound my manpussy.

I came first, screaming into her snatch as my dick exploded in her hand,
covering my torso with cum. My ass clameped down on his dick and I felt him
slam into my ass with all his might.

"Oh, goddamn," he yelled. "Oh, shit."

His load filled my rectum as his cock pulsed and twitched deep in my hole.

She was right behind us.

"That's it, suck me, suck me, suck me," she moaned. "Oh,oh, ohhhhhhh."

She was grinding so hard on my face, I thought I might pass out before the
aftershocks of her orgasm subsided. Just as things were getting fuzzy, she
pulled away from me and toppled onto the bed beside me.

Still sheathed in my mancunt, he fell on top of me, his lips finding mine.

"That was incredible," he whispered as we traded the taste of her pussy
from our lips.

His cock soon slipped from my bottom. I missed it as soon as it was gone.

He and I were still entangled, basking in the glow of our mutual orgasms
when she rolled from the bed and started dressing.

It didn't take her long, and soon she stood over us looking not much worse
for the wear.

"I've got to get home to my husband," she said. "Let's do this again
sometime."


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