Afternoon Delight

by Desiree Holt

  Savannah kicked up the vibrator to a higher level, pushing it further into his rectum. Her hands cradled his balls as she fucked his ass, making small sounds of pleasure in her throat.

  He wanted to reach out and touch Lori, to move her faster, but his hands were immobilised and she was determined, it seemed, not to rush this. Every bit of his body was on fire, his balls aching, his muscles clenching.

  "I'm playing with my clit,” Lori said in a whispery voice. “I'm so wet for you, Deke. Ooh, I can feel my juices running out onto your skin. Here, taste."

  She placed her fingertips on his lips and he licked them in desperation.

  "Doesn't that taste good? Ooh, you fill my pussy so tightly. Your cock is so big. I'm rubbing my clit again. Would you like to go off, Deke? Would you like us to let you come?"

  Jesus, yes.

  But he was beyond the capacity to speak. He could merely nod his head. He wanted this, but at the same time, he feared it, knowing it would consume his entire body.

  "You have a great asshole,” Savannah said from between his legs. “Oh, Lori, he's so nice and tight here. But I think he can take a little more, don't you?"

  "Better hurry, kitten. I'm right at the edge."

  "I think Deke could say the same thing. Oh, let's make him come. Ride him, Lori. Pinch your clit and ride his cock."

  Just as Lori increased the pace of her up and down glide, Savannah slide the vibrator all the way into his rectum and turned the speed to high.

  He went off like a rocket, the climax grabbing him and shaking him, his muscles clenching in powerful spasms, his body arching off the bed and nearly dislodging Lori. His semen shot into the condom in thick, heavy spurts, draining him, yet still the contractions shook him. Sweat covered his body. His heart thundered so hard he was sure it would crack a rib and his lungs were desperate for air. A whirlwind picked him up, tossed him about and catapulted him into space, going on and on.

  At last, Savannah shut off the vibrator and eased it from his ass, and Lori collapsed forward on his chest, her own body still shaking. Savannah curled up between his legs and trailed soft kisses on the insides of his thighs. He wasn't sure he could take another erotic touch, but he didn't want her to stop, either.

  He couldn't remember the last time an orgasm had consumed him like this. Every muscle in his body seemed stretched to its limit. Even his dick was not just relaxed though nearly soft.

  Finally he made his brain work.

  "The condom,” he rasped. “We don't want any accidental spills."

  Lori sighed and lifted up from his chest. “Don't worry. We've got it covered."

  As she slowly lifted her pussy from his shaft, he felt cloth immediately placed tightly around the root of his cock and clamping over the end of the condom. When Lori had lifted herself completely free and collapsed at his side, Savannah wrapped the cloth in her hands around the entire condom and rolled it off his cock.

  "Not even a drop spilled,” she assured him.

  Then she moved around to untie his hands and remove the blindfold. His eyes hardly focused at first and he was sure a truck had rolled over him.

  "Like that little trick, do you?” Savannah gave him a coy smile.

  With what little strength he had, he reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her onto the bed beside him.

  "You know what they say, don't you?” he teased. “Paybacks are hell."

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  Chapter Four

  Dusk had arrived by the time Lori and Savannah had tidied the patio, showered and dressed for the evening. Now they stood in front of Deke's door, battling an unexpected case of last minute nerves.

  "What do you think his friend is like?” Lori asked her friend.

  "God, I hope he's like him,” was Savannah's fervent answer.

  After the session on the bed, Deke had weakly retrieved his things, given each of them a deep kiss then invited them to dinner.

  "Eight o'clock.” He'd grinned. “And a friend of mine will be joining us. Be nice to have an even number, don't you think?"

  He refused to give them any details about who his friend was or what he was like, only assuring them they'd like him and warning them to be prepared for anything the evening presented.

  "One more thing,” he added, as he stood in the doorway. “Very casual dress. And no panties."

  They gawked at him.

  "Oh, come on, ladies. Don't tell me that after all that went on here today a little thing like no panties makes you nervous. Aren't you game for anything?"

  Savannah and Lori exchanged a silent look then nodded their heads.

  "All right, then. See you tonight."

  Now they checked each other one more time. They'd dressed almost identically, in skirts that barely brushed the tops of their thighs, halter tops that tied in front and sandals. No bras. No panties. And each knew the other was already aroused by the anticipation of the unexpected.

  "You know Deke will be expecting a replay of this afternoon,” Savannah pointed out. “And now he's bringing someone else along for the ride."

  "Well. Nothing's ever scared us before,” Lori reminded her. “Let's see what's in store."

  She reach out to press the bell just as the door opened, and Deke stood there, hot and sexy in soft jeans and a cotton polo shirt. His feet were bare.

  "We thought we heard you out here. Come on in."

  Although the two condos were similar in layout, the girls’ reflected their taste in soft colours and country-style furniture. Deke's was decorated in earth tones, with large pieces of leather furniture and western art on the walls.

  "I set up the bar on the patio,” he told them, leading the way through the living room. “You're already two drinks behind."

  As they stepped out onto the patio a tall, dark-haired man moved forward from where he'd been leaning against the low wall. Like Deke, he moved with lithe, jungle grace, and again like Deke, he should have had a sign tattooed on him. “Warning. Overload of sexual appeal."

  His eyes were slate grey fringed with thick dark lashes, and when he smiled, one dimple winked at the left corner of his mouth.

  He held out his hand. “Hi. I'm Slade. Nice to meet you."

  Lori, who was closest, took his hand. The instant they made contact a thrill of electricity course through her, and she had to clutch his hand to keep herself from falling. Her knees were suddenly weak and already liquid pooled and dripped onto her thighs.

  "Hi,” she finally managed. “Nice to meet you. I'm Lori."

  Slade glanced over her shoulder. “And you must be Savannah. Deke has told me all about you."

  Both women blushed furiously then giggled.

  "I hope he didn't give away all our secrets,” Savannah said.

  "I saved a few for tonight,” Deke told them. “What would you like to drink?"

  It was pleasant sitting on the patio. The evening was a typical Texas late spring night, soft and warm with a gentle breeze stirring the air. The conversation was casual, four people learning more about each other, discussing likes and dislikes and sharing common interests.

  Until Deke made the first move.

  "Savannah, why don't you come over here and sit on my lap? You're too far away for me to appreciate you.” He patted his thigh.

  Savannah looked at Lori who winked at her, took a healthy swallow of her drink and arranged herself on Deke's lap.

  "No, sweet cheeks, like this.” He turned her so she faced forward, arranged her legs on either side of his and flipped up her skirt.

  Slade's eyes widened at the naked cunt Deke had opened to their view. “Jesus,” he said softly. “That's beautiful."

  "You have no idea how much,” Deke told him, and proceeded to part the outer lips to expose the inner pink flesh, already slick with moisture.

  "She's dripping,” Slade commented.

  "And I'll bet Lori is, too."

  In seconds, Slade had set his drink on the table, lifted Lori from her seat and placed her o
n his lap in the same position. One finger traced her slit and when he lifted it, the skin was coated with cream.

  "You were right when you said you had two very hot women coming over tonight,” he commented. He licked his finger. “Gorgeous and delicious."

  Savannah grasped the arms of the chair to steady herself as Deke's fingers began to tease at her pussy, stroking the wet flesh, dipping into her vaginal opening and rasping her already aroused clit.

  "I'll bet I can make you come in less than a minute,” he said at her ear.

  "Oh, God,” she groaned, biting her lower lip.

  "Just hang on for the ride, honey, and watch Slade and Lori."

  He kissed her neck, soft kisses that trailed down to her shoulder and gently bit the sensitive spot where neck and shoulder joined. His tongue blazed a trail along her shoulder and down her bare back, sending shivers down her spine. And all the while his fingers were busy at her cunt, driving her crazy with touches that were so light she wanted to beg for more.

  When he plunged two fingers inside her, she pushed down on them.

  "Yes,” she whispered. “Like that."

  As he stroked in and out of her in a steady rhythm, she couldn't take her eyes away from the couple across from her where Slade was doing the same thing to Lori. Her friend's face was flushed with arousal, her eyes partially closed. Even at this distance, she could see the heat in Slade's eyes as he worked his finger's into Lori's vagina.

  Deke dragged his finger across her clit. “You're close, aren't you,” he murmured. “I can feel it. Your pussy walls are already fluttering against my fingers."

  Savannah couldn't speak, just nod. He was right. Her womb clenched and every nerve ending sparked as if a match had been touched to it. A hand slipped into her halter and cupped a breast, a thumb rasping back and forth against the hard, aching nipple.

  "Look at Lori and Slade,” he murmured. “See her juices glistening in the patio lights? Can you see him pinching her clit like I'm dong to yours?"

  She nodded, still unable to speak.

  "Gets you hotter, doesn't it.” His voice was low and thick. “I'm going to make you come when Lori does."

  Savannah tried to rock herself back and forth on the tormenting hand but her position didn't allow for much movement. She tried to keep her eyes on the couple across from her, mesmerised by the sight of Lori in the throes of passion, her legs splayed, her entire sex exposed. But as the beginning of her orgasm crept through her, she just wanted to close her eyes and give herself up to it.

  "Come wide open for me,” Deke whispered in her ear.

  He pinched her clit again, and she exploded. She wanted to squeeze her thighs together but his legs kept them forced apart, just as his fingers held her labia pulled back to expose her vagina. Her cunt was empty, convulsing as it hungered for something to fill it. Deke continued to stroke and pinch her clit, driving her harder and harder into an orgasm that wouldn't quit but didn't satisfy her, either.

  Oh, Jesus, she wanted his cock inside her. His fingers. A dildo. Anything. But he just held her open and pushed her from one climax to another.

  Finally, she felt his fingers inside her again, her vagina clamped down on them, and she fell back against Deke's chest as aftershocks shuddered through her. He trailed kisses over her jaw line and her neck, his tongue tracing a line to the shell of her ear. His erection pressing into her ass behind the restraint of his jeans.

  When at last she went limp, he rearranged her on his lap and cuddled her against his chest. She looked up at him and saw something in his eyes, something she hadn't seen before. Not passion or desire but a need ... for her.

  But they'd just met. And all of this was for play, right? They'd had their afternoon delight and now they were carrying it into the evening. So what was it that flared in his eyes and reached out to her?

  Before she could think about it any more, Deke kissed her, his tongue tasting every inch of her mouth, then stood up and set her on her feet.

  "Hey, you two,” he called to the other couple. “I think we'd better eat while we still have the strength to chew."

  * * * *

  All four of them were lying on Deke's oversized bed, naked and sweaty and in a state of semi-exhaustion. They'd managed to get through dinner without ripping each other's clothes off, but the sexual tension surrounding the table had been so thick it was almost palpable.

  Lori and Savannah had insisted on clearing the table and stacking the dishes in the dishwasher.

  "I'll mix us some fresh drinks,” Deke had said as he and Slade headed towards the bar.

  The bulges in their pants where their erections strained for release were hard to miss as they'd risen from their chairs. By the time the woman entered the living room, both men had removed their clothes and were lounging on the long couch. In barely more than seconds Lori and Savannah were out of their skirts and halters and with little foreplay were impaled on throbbing, straining cocks.

  They'd moved to the bedroom after that, where Deke clicked on the stereo system and lit the candles he'd arranged around the room. He'd taken Savannah's hand and led her to the bed. Slade followed with Lori.

  The hours that followed were an excess of sex—more than the women could have imagined. Each women had been caressed and tended to as if she was a precious gem by each man separately and then by both men together.

  Lori and Savannah had even agreed to a performance while the men rested their well-worn dicks. Lori had run back to their condo and brought back the double vibrator. Then she and Savannah had licked each other until they were both wet and dripping, letting the men insert the ends of the vibrator in each of them and massage their clits while the vibrator hummed away until they achieved simultaneous orgasms.

  "I definitely need a shower,” Slade said, rousing himself. “Good thing yours is big enough for all of us, Deke."

  Deke was lying next to Savannah, her head resting on his shoulder. He cupped her chin and turned her face towards him. “How about if we shower here and Lori and Slade use your place? That okay with you?"

  She saw that look in his eyes again, that flash of something she couldn't define. She started to ask him why, but curiosity overtook her and she just nodded.

  Deke looked over at the other two. “Lori, why don't you take Slade back to your place?” He grinned. “And take his clothes along, too."

  Slade smiled. “Sounds like a plan to me.” He smacked Lori lightly on her ass. “Come on, sweetheart. I can't wait to get you in that shower I've heard so much about."

  While the others gathered their things and left, Deke continued holding Savannah next to him, lightly stroking her arm and feathering kisses across her forehead and cheek. When he heard the door to the condo close, he rolled off the bed and lifted her in his arms.

  "My shower isn't as exotic as yours,” he told her, “but I think we'll have as much fun."

  He waited until the water was the right temperature and the spray adjusted before he took her hand and stepped under the water with her.

  "Did you mind that I sent Lori and Slade away?” he asked, pouring liquid soap into his hands and lathering it over her body.

  "No, not at all. I'm just wondering why you did it."

  "Well, it's like this.” His hands continued over her body as he talked. “I had a great time this afternoon, and tonight was great, too. I didn't expect to find such sexual adventuresses living next door to me. Inviting myself over was the best thing I've done in a long time."

  "But?"

  He knelt on the floor of the shower, nudged her thighs apart and began soaping every inch of her pussy, paying special attention to her clit. He smiled when she began to tremble.

  "But I think we connected on a special level today.” He slid one finger into her grasping channel, then another. “Everything we did today and tonight was fun, but I'd ... like to spend time alone with you. Really get to know you. See if what we felt today goes anywhere.” He carefully avoided her eyes, focusing on his hands busy with h
er cunt. He was obviously waiting for her answer.

  Savannah rested her hands on his shoulders for support. She slid one under his chin and forced him to look up at her. “Stop what you're doing for a minute, or I can't talk. You arouse me so easily I'm nearly ready to come again."

  He looked up at her. “Should I be prepared for something bad or something good?"

  She smiled, holding onto her control by a thread. “Something good. It's funny. Before you hopped over the wall today, Lori and I were talking about finding that one someone special, and I laughed at her.” She held his gaze. “I guess that laugh's on me, because you're right. There is something here between us and I'd like to find out what it is."

  His mouth widened in a grin. “Good. Because I have big plans for us."

  "Your first plan better be to finish what you started here, big guy."

  "No problem."

  He lifted her, cupped his hands around her bottom and leaned her against the wall, pressing his already hard cock into her with one swift stroke. The moment he filled her, she climaxed, shuddering and shivering as the walls of her pussy milked him. Her orgasm propelled him into his own and he held her tightly as they fell over the edge together.

  * * * *

  In the condo next door, Lori and Slade were just stepping from her shower.

  "I can guess why Deke sent us over here,” Slade said as he grabbed the towels Lori had set out on the vanity. “His eyes practically devoured her all night."

  "I noticed it, too."

  "I've known Deke a long time, and I don't ever remember him getting that look with another woman. Especially one he's just met."

  "Savannah needs someone,” Lori told him. “She's been drifting for too long, even though she might argue with me."

  Slade wrapped Lori in one of the towels and turned her to face him. “And you, sweetheart? Are you looking for someone special, too?"

  She felt heat rise in her cheeks. “Yes. I told Savannah just today that I feel like something's missing from my life."