Carol, the instigator behind this quickly emerging threesome, had suggested that we all move upstairs to my bedroom. Carol led the way, followed by Jill and then me.
I could see Carol’s tits sway back and forth as she climbed the stairs, and I watched Jill’s ass as she took each step. My hard shaft swung side to side and up and down as I followed.
I put my hand on Jill’s ass, and she stopped for a second, turned and smiled her approval.
“Nice big bed,” Jill observed, as she and Carol entered the bedroom.
I pulled off my shirt and tossed it at the end of the bed.
Placing my hand on Jill’s lower back, I reached out and lightly rolled one of her nipples between my thumb and fingers. Jill moaned and leaned against me, taking my erection in her hand.
“Mmmmmm. That feels so good,” she whispered.
Carol nuzzled up to Jill and me, as we stood near the bed. She cupped one of Jill’s breasts in her hand, and squeezed, before she bent over and sucked on a nipple.
I remember thinking that Carol probably wanted Jill as much as I did.
Carol pulled the three of us together in a group hug. We kissed as one, our lips touching and tongues battling. I spread a hand on each of their asses; they each grasped my hard tool. For the next few seconds, we became lost in each other.
I became very aware of Carol’s and Jill’s perfume. It was flower and spice mixed with the scent of sex. The bouquet surrounded us as we embraced.
I don’t think I could have been any harder, or want a woman more, than at that moment.
“I know what our guest wants,” Carol finally said, breaking the little spell the three of us were in.
“And…?” I asked, looking at Carol and then Jill.
“She’s been talking about wanting your cock since we watched the video.”
Carol had given Jill her cue.
Jill slid down to her knees, took my shaft in the palm of her hands, and eased the tip into her warm mouth.
Jill just doesn’t give a good blow job; she makes love to a cock. There’s a big difference.
Carol and I stood with our arms around each other’s waist. I pulled her close to me as we both watched Jill inhale my shaft and make my legs shake.
Soft lips and a wet tongue tickled the length of my shaft, and then concentrated on just the sensitive skin on the tip. She cupped, tickled and licked my balls while she slowly tugged on the full length of my erection. Dripping strands of pre-cum were caught on her tongue and quickly swallowed.
“She’s good,” I told Carol.
“She couldn’t wait to get your cock into her mouth.”
As Jill worked her magic on my manhood, Carol and I kissed, each probing with our tongues, and I played with Carol’s nipples.
I would have loved to freeze time right then and there. Jill had the cock she wanted in her mouth; I was the recipient of a better than great blow job; and, Carol was getting her nipples squeezed and pinched, one of her favorite pleasures.
Carol slid down to join Jill. The two easily joined together to run their mouths all over my very hard pole. They silently switched from Jill sucking as much of my cock as she could take, and Carol licking my balls, to Carol stroking and sucking the head, and Jill sucking on my sac. It was as if they had choreographed and rehearsed their movements.
The vision of two women playing with your cock, and the incredible feeling that grabs hold of every nerve in your body, was too much for me to take. My legs were wobbly, and I almost fell as I tried to steady myself against their pleasure attack.
“One second,” I said, as I moved just a few feet to lean against the bureau near my bed.
Jill and Carol followed me on their hands and knees, each now hungry and eager, with saliva and pre-cum already covering their nose, lips and chin.
I held my meat in my hand and slapped the swollen head over and around Jill’s chin and lips and then did the same to Carol. I stroked my shaft and deposited the viscous, leaking pre-cum onto waiting tongues. I popped the leaking knob in and out of each open mouth.
In a way, it was like a mother bird feeding her hungry, nestling chicks.
Taking my extended manhood in her hand, Carol took my shaft into her mouth. A waiting Jill stared at me with one of those lustful looks that almost made me cum in Carol’s mouth.
I felt my hard-on swell and pulse a few times.
Carol must have felt it too. She stopped sucking and let go of my erection.
“We don’t want him to cum yet,” Carol said, looking at Jill.
Jill looked genuinely disappointed that the cock sucking was, for the time being, over.
Jill and Carol got up and walked hand in hand over to the bed. I watched, and thought about fucking both of those beautiful asses.
Jill climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees. Carol motioned for Jill to pause and hold her position; back arched, legs spread, pussy and ass jutting out, and her ripe breasts dangling down, nipples almost grazing the bed sheets.
“Doesn’t she have a nice pussy?” Carol asked, not even looking at me, but taking in the same wonderful view that I had.
With her left hand on Jill’s lower back and ass, Carol slowly ran her fingers up and down Jill’s wet, protruding pussy lips.
“Mmmmmm. That feels good,” was Jill’s grateful response. Pussy juice was trickling down Jill’s flowering labia and ever so slightly beginning to run down her leg.
I moved up behind Jill and took over from Carol, running two fingers up and down Jill’s sex.
Carol moved beside Jill and reached down and played with Jill’s nipples.
“Do you want Mike to play with your cunt?”
“Yes,” was Jill’s husky, low response.
Jill looked back at me with eyes partly closed and biting her bottom lip. She didn’t have to say anything. Her look said it all.
“Please.”
Carol nodded for me to work my fingers into Jill’s pussy.
I slid two fingers in and out of Jill’s wet love hole, while Carol pulled, pinched and rolled each nipple on Jill’s dangling tits.
Jill, it turns out, is a moaner and a screamer. Not just any screamer; a loud screamer!
While I appreciate and welcome a woman’s verbal feedback when I toy with her pussy, Jill’s squealing was too much.
After all, the headboard of the bed was up against the wall I shared with the unit owner next door. I didn’t need someone complaining to the apartment’s management and this threesome being cruelly and unnecessarily interrupted.
I quietly motioned to Carol to do something, while I continued to slide my fingers deep into Jill’s slit. I began to slap her ass, as a temporary way of drowning out her shouts.
Carol grabbed my T-shirt off the end of the bed, rolled it up, and stuffed it into Jill’s mouth.
Jill’s excessive shrieking became long, muffled sounds of pleasure.
Carol moved back next to me and I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close. We kissed long, wet, messy kisses as I continued to finger Jill’s pussy.
I could tell by the depth and eagerness of Carol’s kisses, the twitching of her body, and the loud moans she was making into my mouth, that she was playing with her own pussy.
“Give her what she wants,” Carol whispered to me, as she held my pole in her hand and began to guide the thick spear toward Jill’s slit.
I edged up behind Jill, and as Carol continued to hold my lubed shaft at Jill’s opening, I slid my cock through Carol’s sticky, wet hand and into Jill’s waiting hole.
Jill moaned loudly, her arms collapsed, and her face and chest rested on the bed.
As Jill clutched at the bed sheets and pillows, Carol continued to hold my shaft in her lubed hand, and I slowly fucked both Jill’s love canal and Carol’s hand.
Carol eventually let go of my shaft, put her hand on my ass and helped me to push my manhood all the way into Jill’s pussy.
As Carol held one hand on my ass, she moved her other hand down under Jill and cupped my balls, then held my wet shaft as I thrust into Jill’s love hole again and again, and finally made her way to Jill’s engorged clit.
Jill acknowledged Carol’s fingers on her clit and my rod sliding in and out of her hole, by screaming into the T-shirt in her mouth and bucking her body back against me, seeking every inch I could give her.
The pace picked up. I fucked Jill harder and faster. My balls slapped against Jill’s pussy, and her pussy juice began to splatter in varied directions.
Carol worked her hands up to Jill’s tits and began to play with Jill’s nipples once again. Carol was rough, causing Jill some pain. Each seemed to enjoy the pain inducing play.
Even without knowing Jill, after several minutes of hard, deep fucking, I could see in her eyes, and tell by the change in the sounds she was making, that she was nearing her ultimate pleasure
Carol also sensed that Jill was getting close, and bent down by Jill’s face and talked to her.
“I know, baby. I know you want to cum. Not yet. Not yet.”
Jill shook her head up and down, and spoke muffled, unintelligible words, indicating that she was ready and needed release.
I flipped Jill over onto her back, and bent her legs up so her knees were back by her ears and the back of her legs rested against my shoulders.