Date: Wed, 26 Oct 2011 05:06:30 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: A Chance Encounter. Chapter Ten

   `Now that's the right attire,' he said when I returned, for I was only
wearing one of those short pinnies that a waitress usually wears. A small
white square of material in the front with long tapes tied up at the back,
the ends hanging down almost between the cheeks of my bare bum. As I bent
down to get out the chip pan, one hand came and stroked the cheeks while
the other fondled my balls as he moved behind me.

   `I wouldn't mind sweetbreads either,' John said, his voice a little
husky.

   `You can have them in your mouth later, in bed,' I said, squeezing my
legs together to hold his hand there for a couple of minutes. Before
letting him go and straightening up. `Let's eat our dinner first.'

   The meal went down well with the bottle of red wine and we quickly did
the washing up and after putting the things away, went to bed. Whilst
dinner had been cooking, John had taken his clothes off and was only
wearing a sarong for the meal and so it was only the one item each to take
off as we got onto that new big bed. Just the action of taking these wisps
of clothing off was enough for us both to get an erection in anticipation
of what we were about to do. I got on first and lay on my side as John got
on but upside down to me and we quickly took the others hard prick into our
mouths to suck and chew on. This was the only time that I liked chewing on
raw meat.

   We chewed, licked, sucked, tongued and eventually got a mouthful each of
the erupting sperm from the lollipop that we'd been sucking on. After being
licked clean, John turned round and we cuddled and stroked each other
between kisses and kept this up until we were once again aroused and then
went into the fucking mode. Two condoms out and I had him first, loving the
tight ring like hole that I'd stuck my prick into, the head and shaft being
compressed into one solid length of steel that poked the fire that was
within John's backside.

   Sometimes, while up hard inside him and leaning over on his back, I
would reach down underneath and jerk him off so that we could both come at
the same time, with him doing it to me later on, but not this night. I kept
upright on my knees as I pulled his hips back till he was firmly up against
my thighs as my hips began their own pumping and I came inside him

   It's hard to describe what would be like a tight fitting glove fitted
over your cock, one that was full of heat and gave out a pulse beat and a
constant throb that excited you beyond belief. Though I much preferred
being the glove and having that hard and hot length of steel inside me,
doing almost the same in its pulsating throb as it was moved inside my
canal.

   The worst part is the withdrawal which is hard to give up that piece of
flesh which has been giving you pleasure and impossible to keep inside no
matter how hard you squeeze your inside muscle, it still moves out and
leaves a vacant hole that is almost a vacuum.

   John gave out his cry of loss but was quick to turn round and strip off
the condom and suck on the tool that had just pleasured him before he put
the other condom on and serviced me. This was a heaven on earth, having a
hard cock ream and soothe my insides at the same time, moving in and out to
a steady rhythm and feeling every inch of that lovely hard flesh giving me
the utmost joy. I didn't mind the fingers digging into my hips as I was
pulled tight up to his thighs, feeling them thump against me, his balls
smacking the cheeks of my bum as he came, his cock swelling even more as he
came, shooting his load inside me. We quite a few times went without
wearing a condom so that we could actually feel the emission spraying the
insides though this cut out the sucking afterwards for obvious reasons.

   It was a glorious first night of our fortnight and what made it even
better was the fact that we were actually sleeping together and not having
another body next to, or in between us. Sultry as the night was, it still
didn't stop us from having our bodies in close contact and a perfect dream
to wake up in the morning with a hard erection digging into your back or
nestled between the cheeks of your bum.

   Or to reach over a strong thigh and find an hard throbbing penis just
begging to be sucked or put up in your backside. I was in this first
position when I woke up and with the bed as wide as it was, I was able to
move myself almost horizontal on the bed and lift my left leg up and let
the head of John's cock nestle at the entrance to my ring piece. I pushed
my hips back onto him, feeling it hard pressed at the entrance but couldn't
get it inside without his help. This I got for he woke up at my pushing
myself back onto him and he took over and pushed for me and I felt him
slide up inside as we lay on our sides.

   No condom, and it was lovely having his solid flesh inside me, not
completely, but enough to give me pleasure as I moved back onto him as he
pushed forward. It was a very successful joining for he gave out a grunt
and moved, pushing me over so that I was flat on my front and he was up on
top of me. It still wasn't a full penetration but he was most definitely
inside me as his hands came up under my arms to grasp my shoulders. He then
heaved himself up so that he got in as much of his prick inside and rode on
my back, reaming me nicely inside.

   He rammed himself up into me for several minutes, with much grunting and
then held me tight as I felt him start to shudder and felt his sperm splash
into me, coating the inside and adding to the lubrication for him to ride
me more easily. I managed not to come myself and waited for that horrible
withdrawal and almost sobbed as I felt it leave me and his weight come up
off my back as he pulled out. He gave the back of my neck a kiss before
getting off the bed and going into the bathroom to wash himself.

   `What a nice way to be woken up in the morning,' he said as he got back
onto the bed, bending down and giving the head of my cock a suck and a kiss
before getting up onto his knees for me to fuck him.

   `It's nice doing it bare back,' he said as I quickly got up behind him
and pressed my throbbing prick up to his arse and pushed myself inside. It
is true, riding bare back, feeling just that little bit more of the
internal flesh of the canal you are pushing your dick in and out of, much
better than using a condom.

   `Just lovely,' he crooned as I held his hips as I moved in my fucking of
him, savouring the heat and the tightness of his arse, but coming far too
soon. Holding his hips tight, the cheeks of his bum hard up against my
upper thighs as I jerked my hips repeatedly, sending out my seed in short
sharp bursts.

   `So lovely Bob,' he said, `so lovely,' as I came to a stop, leaning
heavily over his rear end, panting and making my cock twitch inside as his
muscle kept flexing itself around my shaft.

   I pulled out to his cry of dismay and went and washed my prick and then
had a shower before doing the rest of the mornings rituals, making room for
him to do the same.

                                                         *

   We stayed naked for most of that fortnight, up on the sun deck during
the early morning hours until the sun got too hot and drove us inside, to
bed and more sex. Dinner naked and then swimming in the pool in the
evening, even having a few fucks in there at the same time. We fucked each
other on the coffee table, legs up high on the shoulders so that we could
look at each other, hips being pulled back as the lovely hard tool was
moved in and out of one's body. We even did it on one of the dining room
chairs, sitting on the lap of the other with the prick buried deep up
inside, so that we could hold and kiss each other in our steady movements.

   Though this did lead sometimes to the one being fucked, coming in
between the two chests as his prick was being squashed in the close embrace
and movements.

   It was also a pleasure to go to bed at night to frolic about in our
sexual games on the big bed, exhausting ourselves so that we slept the
sleep of the dead every night, waking up in the morning to start all over
again.

   It was a bonus of a holiday for us two and it was a sad morning when we
had our last fuck together before getting a shower and dressing to go and
collect our wives from the airport.

   We didn't rush, but took our time for we knew that it would take them at
least thirty minutes to clear all the controls and collect their luggage. I
parked near the far end of the airports car parking area and leaned round
and gave John and big kiss as we hugged.

   `It's been a magnificent fortnight John,' I breathed between a kiss.

   `And I've enjoyed every minute of it with you Bob,' he replied, giving
me another big kiss in return before we left the car to go and wait for the
two women to come out through the arrivals door.

   They must have waited till both sets of luggage came round on the
carousel, for they came out together and I took Sally into my arms for a
big welcome home kiss as John did with Carol. We abandoned the trolley
right there and both of us carried the bags out and up to where the car was
parked.

   There was the usual talk of, did you miss me? It's nice to be
back. How's K9? London's ghastly, glad we moved out etc., John getting the
same as we loaded their cases into the car and I drove us home. Sally told
me of her time with her sister back in London while Carol told John of her
visit.

   We only dropped the others off, not stopping though we got them to
promise to join Sally and myself for dinner the following night at a good
steak restaurant.

   I parked the car and let Sally proceed me into the house as I carried
her suitcase. K9 heard her voice and started barking out his greeting and
jumped all over her when she opened the front door. He eventually calmed
down and let us enter and Sally went straight through the bedroom and into
the bathroom.

   Bang goes my surprise I thought as I followed her and put the suitcase
down, for she must surely had noticed the new bed as she passed
through. The toilet was flushed and a few minutes later, Sally came back
out and went straight through to the kitchen and got some food out for K9
before getting some dinner for us.

   Through our meal she spoke of what she did and the news from England, it
going in one ear and out of the other for I had lost nearly all interest in
the events that occurred there. I was more concerned about her not
remarking on the bed and wondered if Carol had been speaking out of turn on
the flight back. I helped with the washing up and was glad to see her yawn
and when I suggested we turned in, she agreed, being rather tired from the
flight.

   I hoped she wasn't that tired as I got undressed for I now had an
erection in anticipation and got onto the bed and lay back as she got
undressed. She smiled at me as she got onto the bed and I held my erection
upright and waggled it at her, a smile on my face that she wiped off.

   `Big, isn't it?' she said.

   `No bigger than usual,' I replied.

   `I'm talking about the bed,' she said drily, almost making my cock
deflate at this. `Carol told me all about it on the flight back. So she's
already tried it out?'

   `I...I couldn't stop her,' I said somewhat lamely. `She and John were
here for dinner one night and before I knew it, she was undressed and on
the bed after the meal. And...and then she suggested that we made it a
threesome. Well John agreed and it would have seemed churlish to have
refused. Oh darling, I'm sorry,' I said, now lying up close to her and
stroking her breasts, letting her feel my throbbing prick up against her
thigh.

   `I got this big bed for us. To do all that we want on it,' my hand now
wandering down over her stomach and in between her thighs. She'd gone
without sex for a month now and so she didn't stop my fingers from entering
her, the thighs parting to give me more room.

   Encouraged by this, I began to kiss and nibble her nipples and worked my
way down and got in between her legs and put my mouth to her sex and began
to tongue and lick her.

   It didn't take long before she began to give out some low moans and I
could feel her begin to squirm about as her orgasm built up and she began
panting hard and pulled at my ears, begging for me to fuck her. I quickly
slithered up her body, squashing her tits as I covered her, my cock sliding
up her flare path and entered and filled her with my throbbing cock. I was
needing it as much as she was and as she screamed out, bucking beneath me,
I came too, my hips pumping like mad, trying to get more of myself into her
to give her a lovely welcome home and introduction to our new bed.

   We were both panting heavily as I pulled out, our sweaty bodies allowing
me to slide off to roll over onto my back.

   `God, I needed that,' Sally gasped. `A whole month without release.' I
couldn't and didn't dare say that I needed it too, so I kept my mouth
shut. It was several minutes before she spoke again, after getting her
breath back. `When did you get it?'

   `A couple of weeks ago,' I said, knowing that she was referring to the
bed. `It arrived earlier than I expected. I...I told John and he went and
told Carol and the next thing I knew, she was round here cooking dinner and
wanting to try it out.' It was a lame excuse, but the only thing I could
think of on the spur of the moment.

   `Well, you're not using it tomorrow night,' she said as she rolled
towards me and lifted herself up onto her elbow. I could see the gleam in
her eye. `If Carol had already been in it, you and her can use the bed
upstairs, and me...' She left off the rest, knowing that I knew she was
meaning that she would have John on it with her.

   I was grateful that she went off to sleep for I didn't have the energy
to service her again that night and so went to sleep myself.

                                                         *

   K9 woke me at the usual time and I staggered out of bed and went an let
him out into the garden and put the kettle on for coffee. I smoked a
cigarette while I waited for it to boil and made the coffee and took two
cups through to the bedroom. Sally was awake and had spread herself out
over it, a big smile on her face as she opened her legs as far as she
could.

   `Me before breakfast,' she said as her left hand rubbed a breast while
the other hand, well, fingers really, played just below her muff. I put the
cups down and gave her a smile in return as my prick started to rise up at
this wanton display and got onto the bed in between those opened thighs.

   The lips of her sex were open and I could see that she was already
exuding some of her fluids and the pearl like drops were glistening like
small jewels that were coming out from her treasure trove. These I licked
off first as I settled myself down between her legs, squashing my erection
beneath me, not really comfortable in doing this.

   She squirmed and gave out a groan as my tongue moved inside those lips,
licking round the clit before giving small stabbing motions into the
vagina's entrance. I used my shoulders to keep her thighs from closing
round my head as I began to really plate her.

   `Enough, enough,' she finally cried after several minutes of my foraging
inside her vagina with my tongue. `Now Bob, now!' she demanded, which was
enough for me to quickly move up her body and shove my throbbing cock up
into the warmth of her body.

   `Aaaargh,' she crooned as our pubes met and I was fully inside her,
lifting my upper body up to support myself on my elbows. Her eyes were
shining and she smiled at me as I began to move and fuck her. Her legs came
up round my waist as her hands gripped my shoulders and used them to pull
me down onto her as I pushed forward with every thrust. I didn't last long
in doing this and was soon pumping out my seed into her as she cried out in
her own orgasm.

   The downside to this was that her cries had brought K9 into the bedroom
and with him jumping up onto the bed, caused her to laugh and me to pull
out as he clawed at my back. Now whether it was him protecting her or just
wanted to join in the fun, I don't know, for he didn't say.

                                                         *

   We went off, John, Carol, Sally and myself, to what was fast becoming
our favourite restaurant for dinner that evening. It was in a small
village, one main street, on the old road between Mazarron and the city of
Murcia. Here, you could, if you wished, see your steak, or chicken, being
cooked over a real charcoal fire before being served up just as you
ordered. Again, it was a lovely meal and we didn't mind that the journey
time was just over twenty minutes away from home.

   Even though we'd been living in Spain now for several years, we still
hadn't got into their habit of dining late in the evenings. We would still
turn up as the restaurant opened at eight o'clock and didn't, because of
this hour, have to book in advance, though if you wanted to eat later, then
a booking was necessary. Because of the ambience of the place, we still
stayed and had a coffee and brandy, outside in the courtyard, because of
John and myself wanting a cigarette after such a wonderful meal.

   Mind you, it was still coffee and brandy when we got back to our house,
all feeling relaxed but charged up with what would be our dessert in a very
short time. Sally broke the ice on this.

   `You were right about that bed Carol,' she said. `There's that much more
room to move about, and that's why I'm using it tonight.' John looked at me
as I looked at Carol and I saw, out of the corner of my eye, Sally giving a
smirk at seeing the heads turn in different directions. `So if John's
ready,' she said as she stood up and put out her hand, `I can now have him
christen the bed with me.' She gave both Carol and me a sweet smile that
held, well to my mind, a touch of malicious humour in her remark. John had
a smirk on his face as he stood up and took her hand and Carol and I
watched them leave the lounge.

   `I think we've just been put in our place,' I said to Carol. `Why did
you tell her about the new bed?'

   `I'm sorry. It just came out when we were talking on the flight back,'
she said, and at least, she had a contrite expression on her face as she
said this. `I'll make it up to you,' she said as she slipped off her chair
and came in between my legs and began to stroke my growing erection hidden
inside my trousers. Not only did she stroke it, but pulled down the zipper
and pulled it out and took the pulsating head into her mouth. I gave out a
groan but would rather have her doing it upstairs on the other bed and so I
pushed her head off mine and managed to get to my feet, pulling her up at
the same time. We kissed when she was standing up and ground her hips up to
mine, scratching the head of my cock against her skirt.

   `Oh God, I want you Bob,' she breathed in my ear. `Please, take me
upstairs now and fuck me.' I wanted her too and it didn't take any dragging
to get her up the stairs and into the upper floor bedroom. Our clothes were
quickly off and both of us falling onto the bed, naked, and my cock sliding
straight up inside her. Her legs coming up to grip my waist as she sucked
me in and began to hump herself on the bed while I hung on as she fucked
herself to an orgasm. I hadn't even moved myself as she gave out a muted
scream at her coming, just hanging on in there till she came to a stop,
already covered in sweat as she pulled my head down to kiss me.

   `God, I love you Bob,' she gasped out into my ear. `I think I'm coming
to love you more than John.'

   This jolted me for this was the last thing I wanted to hear. Well as I
was now really loving John, I didn't want to break this up by her falling
in love with me. I was quite happy to love Sally while loving John, but not
to the extent of her breaking up from John because of this, this
infatuation.

   `No Carol, no!' I cried out. `You cannot! You mustn't! I love Sally. I
love John, and I love you but I keep them all separate as you must do. I
love all three of you and for you to try and do, or go further, would only
break up the loving relationship that we have built up between us. Can you
see what I'm saying?'

   She was now still beneath me, my cock up hard inside her, the pulsation
and twitching of this I couldn't control, probably the same with her
internal muscles doing the same.

   `Let's continue loving what we are doing now but still let us both love
John in our own way. Don't break this up by going overboard. Do you
understand what I'm saying?'

   `Yes Bob,' she said in a low voice. `I do, but I can't help what I feel
inside me, in both senses of the word. But...but it's you I want inside me,
as you are now, more than John.'

   `Oh Christ Carol! Don't tear us all apart by saying any of this to John
or Sally. I love you as I do the other two, so let's keep everything in
perspective and then we can carry on like this for God knows how long,' and
then began to move myself in and out of her, bringing her up to another
orgasm and me finally coming into that sweet little cave that I liked
fucking as much as that of Sally and the tighter one of John, not wanting
to lose any of them.

   To sort of finish off this dialogue that we'd had, I did, at a later
time, ask John if he would give up Carol if I gave up Sally so that just
the two of us could live and have sex together for all time? It was asked
obliquely as a pure hypothesis and his answer was an unequivocal yes. So it
was me put into the quandary but I wouldn't budge in giving up either Sally
and Carol just for John, even though I loved having him fuck me and of me
fucking him.

   But, I was at this present time, stuck up inside Carol, and loving to
feel her vaginal muscles play their little symphony along the length of my
shaft and so began to fuck her and give her the pleasure that we both
desired and the relief that I needed.

   What a coming together! Her second one to my first, and it was an
exciting and agreeable coming together. She had bucked up for the second
time, but with me now coming at the same time as she did. She cried out as
I pulled out and flopped over onto my back, which didn't stop her from
rolling over to slobber over my still hard upright erection, to take it
into her mouth to suck out the residue that was left inside my prick.

   She and John were alike in this respect; the sucking of the organ that
had just given them pleasure, but I also fell into that category, for it
was the finale of a successful coupling. We had sex the next morning, both
of us top to tail and sucking at each other till we came.

   I went downstairs quietly and peeped into the master bedroom and saw
Sally on her knees, giving John a wakeup call, sucking on his
erection. This gave me another erection and I followed it to the front door
and let K9 out to do his business and went and put the kettle on. I smoked
a cigarette while the water was coming to the boil and Sally must have
heard the front door open and came into the dining room in her bath robe
and gave me a kiss.

   `Sleep well?' I asked, returned the kiss.

   `Like a log. That bed's marvellous. Plenty of room as K9 found out
during the night. Gave us both a shock when he jumped on the bed and didn't
like being told to get off and go to his basket,' she laughed. I made four
coffees and she took two through to the other bedroom as I took two
upstairs. My erection had subsided whilst I smoked my cigarette but it came
up again as I saw Carol stretched out on the bed with her legs wide open
and a big smile on her face.

   The coffee was almost cold by the time we got to drink it.

   They stayed for breakfast and then went off to their house while Sally
saw to changing the sheets of both beds and got them into the washing
machine

                                                         *

   K9 jumped on the bed again that night, just as I was humping Sally and
had his tongue lick my arse and he didn't like it when I kicked back and
knocked him off the bed. Sally laughed.

   `It's a good job that he didn't mount you,' she said whilst still
laughing and I thought that I wouldn't have minded if it had been John. Now
that was a position that we hadn't done when we had Carol on the bed with
us and wondered if we would ever get into that position. Though I did have
him there on the Tuesday over at his house during the afternoon and he too
considered that particular position when I related what had happened
between Sally, myself and K9. It was a great coupling between us and I
didn't want to give him up as Carol had suggested, nor Sally if it came to
that.

                                                         *