by Genelia Love
Reaching down, I dipped my fingers again and offered them to her. She grabbed my hand and expertly licked her cum from my fingers, up one side and down the other.
Then, Lindsey gently sucked on them, looking at me from under her eyelids.
Finally, I wasn’t sure I could take much more, but I had to make Lindsey cum again.
I squeezed one of her breasts, making the nipple pop out even more. I sucked it into my mouth, licking it, flicking it and nibbling it. She moaned and I felt a little more wetness in her pussy.
My cock pushed deep into her pussy and she wrapped her legs around my waist. Moving in circles and making sure I hit her g-spot, she moaned loudly. Suddenly, I felt a rush of hot lava erupting from her pussy, covering my dick.
Without warning, my cock throbbed and exploded deep inside of Lindsey.
I collapsed beside her, holding her tight in my arms.
“You are amazing,” I whispered to her.
“You did all the work. I never knew that sex could be like that.”
“Oh, baby, you haven’t seen nothing yet.”
“Will you sleep here with me tonight?” She sounded like a little girl asking.
“You bet your sweet ass I will.”
We snuggled into bed. She curled up on her side and I curled up behind her, pulling her in close to me.
As I fell asleep, I thought about the fact that this was the first woman I had ever wanted to hold onto after sex.
5
Xavier
Lindsey was surprised by breakfast in bed. She had certainly never been pampered like this before.
“Guys, you are going to spoil me so much that I’ll be useless going back to the real world. I’m pretty sure the pizza dude isn’t going to bring me my food in bed. And Raul doesn’t even deliver. As for Linda…Well, I don’t swing that way.”
Jamel and I laughed. We decided that we really liked Lindsey. She was unpretentious and real. Confident of herself and her body. She didn’t try to play coy or any of that. And she didn’t try to hide her enjoyment of our sexual encounters.
After she ate, she dressed and we showed her around the mansion. Of course, the library was her favorite place. Books lined all four walls. There were floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, plus a loft.
A couch was situated across from the fireplace. Recliners were on either side.
“Oh my goodness. I have always dreamed of having a library like this. This is my idea of a fairy-tale.”
We moved into the gallery next. She was just as impressed with the gallery as she was with the library. This was my passion – art. Over the generations, our family had amassed a wide selection of art. Some of them were valuable reproductions and some of them were the originals.
“I love all of the classical artists. There’s something spiritual in the work of Raphael and Michelangelo. But I think that my two favorite artists are Edvard Munch and Vincent Van Gough,” Lindsey noted.
“Why is that?” I asked.
“Because they were brave enough to paint what was in their soul. I think it’s easy to paint what you see, and what is described to you, such as Leonardo Da Vinci’s Last Supper. The last supper was described in great detail in the Bible. But The Scream and all of Van Gogh’s paintings, like Starry Night, came from what they saw in their souls and in their tortured minds. That takes bravery. Especially for Van Gogh, because no one appreciated him and understood him until it was too late.”
She took a breath and went on. “Most people are too afraid to share their true selves. And the rest of the world is too afraid to see the true selves of others, because they are afraid that they will find the same craziness, fear, pain and even joy within themselves.”
I looked at her with amazement. “I had never thought about it like that. But you are right. Most people are afraid of being judged by others. That is one of the things that really turned us on about you. You seem confident in yourself. You really don’t seem to care about what other people think of you.”
“I don’t. It took me a long time to get to where I’m at, and to realize that I’m a phenomenal woman, even if others don’t get it, and sometimes even try to put me down. I really don’t care.”
Jamel agreed with her. “You are a phenomenal woman, with many different layers. A personality, intelligence and beauty. You can’t beat that.”
“Thanks,” Lindsey replied, blushing.
After a tour of the rest of the mansion, we both excused ourselves for a couple of hours. “There is some business we have to take care of. But you have the television for yourself, or there are video games or whatever you want to do.”
“How about if you just show me to the library.”
“Sounds good to me,” Jamel said.
I got finished early with my tasks so I meandered to the library to see what our guest was up to. I found her completely engrossed in a book called, The Story of O. She was so deep into the book that she never heard me enter the room.
“Are you doing okay?”
She screamed and threw the book in the air. “You scared the living daylights out of me.”
“Sorry ‘bout that. I really didn’t mean to.”
“Dude, are you some kind of ninja?”
“Well, now that you mention it, I might be. But it’s top secret so you can’t mention it to anyone.”
She threw a pillow at me. I supposed I deserved at least that much.
“Would you like to read some more, or would you like to take a walk before dinner?”
“I would love to get out and take a walk.”
I held out my hand and helped her up. I got us both a bottle of water and we walked on some of the trails in the wooded area of the land.
We really didn’t talk a whole lot, and it made me think about the fact that this was one of the few times I was with a woman and there was a peaceful quiet between us, not an awkward silence.
I held her hand as we walked, and cast glances at her. She really seemed to be at ease here. She was enjoying watching the birds, butterflies, dragonflies, squirrels and all the other creatures that shared our island.
Once again, I thought about how unique she was and that I had never met another woman like her. I doubted that there was another woman like her in the world.
We got back in time to get ready for dinner. All three of us headed to our separate showers. Jamel and I agreed to give her a little time to herself. We didn’t want to overwhelm her with our attentions and burn her out early. Although, the truth was that both of us felt as though we couldn’t get enough of her. She was so different from all other women in this world.
Tonight’s menu was barbeque chicken. She looked at her plate and at us.
“As big as my mouth is, for some reason, when I eat food like this, it tends to get all over my shirt. There will be no making fun of me for my eating disability.”
Jamel and I smirked. “We can’t make any promises. Would you like a bib?”
She turned her head quickly at me and asked. “Do you have one?”
I went into the kitchen and came back with another linen napkin. I tucked it in around her neck.
“There, you won’t get your shirt dirty.”
“There’s still no guarantees.”
We said grace and started to eat. Unapologetically, Lindsey picked up her chicken with her fingers and started to eat. We looked at her and smiled.
“What? Chicken is finger food.”
“Yes, it is. But you managed to smear barbeque sauce all over your face,” Jamel taunted her.
“I’m saving it for later. Leave me alone.”
We followed suit and picked up our chicken to eat with our fingers. Mama would have been horrified, because she didn’t believe in finger food. However, Lindsey was a brand new adventure.
Besides, we discovered that eating the chicken with our fingers was a lot easier than eating it with a fork.
After dinner, we decided to go into the lounge area, where we had a poker table set up. Lindsey moved o
“Do you, now?” Jamel asked her.
“Yep,” she said with confidence.
“Do you care to make a wager?”
“What you got on your mind, Big Boy?”
“Ooooh,” I said.
Jamel cast a baleful glance at me, and turned back to Lindsey. “Whoever has the most chips at the end of the night gets to pick the night fun. If I win, I get to take you to bed. If Xavier wins, he gets to take you to bed. If you win, you can choose one of us, neither of us or both of us.”
“You’re on.”
Jamel and I were good poker players ourselves, but we made sure that Lindsey won most of the time. She was a very intelligent woman, so I was sure she knew exactly what was going on.
At the end of the game, she had all the chips in front of her, while Jamel and I had nothing. We played for at least an hour to make it fun for her. However, we had our own ideas of fun. This was a good test to see if Lindsey shared our thoughts.
Jamel and I got up and walked over to the bar. We asked her if she would like a drink, and she said, “No, thank you,” so primly.
She looked over at us with a teasing smile. “Hmm. One. Two. None. So many decisions, so little time. I guess I could do eeny, meenie, minie, mo.”
Her teasing smile turned into an evil grin, as she pointed first at me, and then at Jamel.
“I guess I am just like other women, I can’t make up my mind.”
“Woman, would you just figure out what you would like to do?”
She stood up and walked her sassy ass over to us. She reached down and grabbed both of our bulging packages and squeezed.
“It looks like I have your attention. It would be a shame to let it all go to waste. I do believe I would enjoy both of your company tonight. You do make one hell of a nice team.”
Jamel and I downed our drinks and followed Lindsey into the bedroom. She was stripping off her clothes as she walked. I picked them up and followed the trail.
By the time we reached her bedroom, she stood in front of us in all her glory.
We quickly stripped, and her eyes seemed to appreciate what she saw.
“So, boys, I’m a little new at this. Where do we go from here?”
“Why don’t you lay down on that bed there?” I pointed to her bed. “Now, I want you to spread your legs and bend your knees. I want to look at that beautiful pussy of yours.”
She smiled a little shyly, but she did as I asked. “Now, cup both of your breasts, pressing them together and holding them up for us.”
As she did, I could tell by the little glisten in her pussy that she was getting turned on.
“Jamel said that you were delicious, and I want to get a taste of that.”
I got on the bed between her legs. Jamel got up next to her chest. He kissed her, while I went to work on other areas.
First, I plundered her pussy with my tongue. I pushed it in as far as I could go, moving my tongue around, trying to taste as much of her silky walls as I could. I was right about her being turned on, because there was already sweet honey coating her walls.
I pulled my tongue out and replaced it with three fingers. I slid my thumb into her ass. Again, alternating between the two, I pushed my fingers into her pussy, enjoying the warmth inside of her.
Then, I pulled them out slightly, and pushed my thumb in a little deeper. I started sucking and licking her clit.
Jamel held her mouth captive, while he squeezed her tits. He rubbed her nipples and pulled on them.
She was moaning and squirming so much, it was all I could do to keep that hard little button in my mouth.
I used my other hand to spread her pussy lips wide, giving me better access to her clit. I heard the groan coming from deep inside of her.
Jamel had moved is mouth to her nipples, and as she had her breasts pushed together, he was able to suck on both nipples in quick succession.
I could tell that she was getting close, so I sucked hard on her clit and pushed my fingers and thumb deep inside of her. She cried out so loud, I was sure that the Earth was shaking.
We didn’t give her time to rest. We wanted to keep her going. I flipped her over and pulled her up on her knees. Kneeling behind her, I slammed my cock deep inside of her pussy, burying all eight inches of it to the hilt.
She gasped for breath and moaned, and I felt more cum coating my cock. Jamel sat in front of her, offering his hard cock to her. She immediately took it in her mouth. Jamel’s eyes were closed as she sucked just the head of his cock, and then slid down his entire rod.
I pulled my cock out every so slowly, while she licked Jamel’s from the tip all the way to the base. Then, quickly, I pushed it deep inside of her again.
She gasped and took at least three inches of Jamel’s dick inside of her mouth. She sucked on it like it was a baby bottle, before moving her head up to lick him again.
With my cock buried deep inside of her, I leaned over and grabbed her swinging tits. I rubbed her nipples between my thumb and finger. Then, I pulled on her nipples a little. She gasped from the twinge that sent through her body.
Still holding onto her nipples, I leaned back and began pumping her pussy. She moaned and cried out, as a wave of hot liquid covered me.
I let go of her nipples, and once again, pushed my thumb into her ass. As I pushed my cock into her pussy, I pulled out my thumb. Then, I pushed my thumb back into her as, as I slowly slid out of her hot, wet pussy. I alternated filling her with my thumb and my cock. I loved the sound of her panting around Jamel’s cock in her mouth. Her long reddish blond mane fell all around her face, and she looked so amazing.
Her pussy tightened around my cock, and it was all I could do to not cum right then.
Jamel whispered in her ear. “Is it alright if Xavier and I switch places?”
Panting hard, she nodded her head. Jamel took his place behind her and slid into her already hot, wet pussy easily. He started moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
I sat in front of her, my hard dick standing at attention. I just about passed out when that hot little tongue of hers licked the base of my dick all the way to the tip, so slowly, like she was savoring an ice-cream cone. She licked every bit of herself off of my dick, like she was getting a special treat.
She bowed her head and wrapped her tongue around the base of my cock, and then worked her way back up.
She was rocking with Jamel, pushing back into him, and he plundered her. She opened that beautiful mouth wide and sucked in the head of my cock. She held it there, flicking the tip of it with her tongue and sucking hard on it.
Lindsey’s tongue traced the outline of the head of my cock. I could see Jamel spread her ass cheeks apart and push himself deep inside of her pussy. Her moan vibrated the head of my cock.
Then, Jamel and I got into a rhythm. As he pulled out, I pushed my cock into her open and willing mouth. Then, as he pushed in, I slowly pulled out, letting her tongue bathe me.
I had never felt anything so amazing as this. Suddenly, she cried out, and I saw Jamel smile, as he pulled her ass closer to him.
I leaned over and asked if I could cum in her mouth.
“Please.”
Her answer excited me, and as she came all over Jamel, she swallowed all I had to offer her.
6
Lindsey
The next morning, I got up and ate breakfast with Jamel and Xavier. They were all dressed up in business suits.
“We’re sorry, Lindsey. But we got a call from our father, and there is some business in the office that we have to take care of. We would love to hang out with you, but unfortunately, when the boss calls…”
“I completely understand. No worries.”
They kissed me on the cheek and headed out the door.
An older woman in a t-shirt and jeans came out of the kitchen as the front door closed.
“Hi, Lindsey. I’m Joan. I’m the housekeeper here, and pretty much take care of the place, along with my husband, Frank, when the boys are out. And even more so, when the boys are in.” She shook her head and laughed.
“I can only imagine. They do seem like they probably got into a bunch of pickles when they were little.”
“When they were little. Shoot. How about now? A couple of months ago the guys bought a used little go cart, and took it for wheeling up by the marshes. They didn’t get very far, though, because the mud sucked it all the way in. Xavier jumped clear, but had to pull Jamel out of the cart and out of the sink hole. When they walked in the door, they looked like the tar monster from one of the Scooby Doo shows.”
I laughed. “I guess you have your hands full.”
“That I do. Is there anything I can get you?”
“No, thanks. I think I’ll just take a walk outside and then go to the library.”
“Sounds like a pleasant day. When you are hungry for lunch, just come in here. I’ll make you something. Or if you prefer, there is sandwich-making material in the cupboards.”
“Sandwiches sound great. Thanks.”
I headed out the door and went to the beach. I simply sat there and listened to the tides rolling in and out. The water was warm on my toes, and the breeze was soft and gentle. This was an absolute paradise. I would definitely miss this place when I left. I wondered if the guys would let me come back just to enjoy the island.
The only thing that would have made this place even better, was dogs. I always had dogs when I was growing up. I couldn’t have one in my apartment. That made me sad, because I loved dogs. They were loyal and loving, and as long as you treated them nice, they were your best friend forever.
I tilted my head back and let the warmth of the sun bathe my face. It was so peaceful here.
I was a little sore between my legs. Neither of those two men were small. They were a heck of a lot bigger than Craig. When I thought about it, I really didn’t feel Craig too much. I wasn’t sure if that was because he was small, or because he would stick it in, cum, and pull it out, before I could even finish singing I’ve Got Friends in Low Places in my head. He never gave much thought about my pleasure. And sometimes body shamed me, that’s one of the reasons I broke up with him.
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