Gia looked up at Van, and said sweetly, "Not yet."
Heidi smiled at Gia, "Thanks, that was nice!"
"You are very welcome."
Their heads were still at cock-level as they moved in for a post-orgasm kiss, but to Van's surprise, they didn't move their faces out from his body. Instead, they both opened their mouths wide and touched lips with his penis in between! Their hands explored his thighs and stomach as their tongues moved around his shaft, seeking each other out, their lips creating a delicious suction and they moved up and down. They paused at his cock-head, sucking and licking it and each other. Van's fingers entwined in their hair as he enjoyed the unique sensation.
Heidi was gently raking her fingernails up and down his thigh when her face retreated a bit. Gia's talented mouth took his hardness full-on in one gulp. As she bobbed down, she bit down at the base of the shaft, then back up and bit again just under the head. But instead of moving back down, Gia's mouth came off the top of his cock with a Pop. Van's brain had only a fraction of a second to object, and indeed, no coherent thought or sound had formed when Gia's mouth was replaced by Heidi's. Down, bite, up, bite, Pop! Just one mouth-stroke for her, too, and Gia instantly took her place. The women gained a moist rhythm, each with just one stroke, and each lady's mouth feeling slightly different. Heidi sucked just a little harder, her tongue soft and flickering. Gia bit down harder, knowing her husband's limits, and her tongue was firm. Heidi: down, bite, up, bite, pop! Gia: down, bite, up, bite, pop! They took their turns in an increasingly fevered tattoo. Heidi: down, bite, up, bite, pop! Gia: down, bite, up, bite, pop! Their hands were all over him and each other.
Van could feel his orgasm rising and he began to moan and sigh. The women increased their pace as they felt his hands pushing alternatingly on their heads. The lines of control blurred as the girls moved and bobbed, and as Van grasped and pushed their heads down onto his pulsating cock. The pressure was at the exploding point. As Heidi moved her blond head in, Van suddenly let go of Gia's hair and pulled Heidi in with both hands. He thrust hard, the head of his cock moving into her tight throat. With a drawn-out moan, he released his juices into her hot mouth.
Heidi stopped, savoring the pulsing ropes of come and suckling Van's cock as he finished spurting. Gia and Heidi leaned back on their haunches and looked up at Van.
Van looked down at their glowing faces and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, honey," Gia responded. Heidi just smirked to herself as Gia looked at her. "You're not going to say anything, Heidi?"
Heidi leaned over to Gia and drew her face in for a kiss. Their lips met and parted, and Gia's eyes opened wide. Heidi released a couple tablespoons of Van's tangy jism into her mouth! The girls both swallowed and sat on the couch on either side of Van, laughing.
Gia smiled at Heidi, "Yum, that was delicious! Thanks for sharing."
Heidi looked over at the other couch where Brendan was smirking, drinking a beer, and stroking his balls and half-hard penis. She winked at him and said to Gia, "I'm good at sharing things."
The wind outside had completely subsided, and they could see the snow falling gently outside the window. The cabin was still bathed in darkness, except for the fireplace. They rested and chatted and enjoyed the crackling flames. After a short while, they noticed that the fire had died down a bit, so Van got up to tend to it and add a few more logs. The air was warm on their naked bodies and smelled of sex and wood smoke.
Gia went to the kitchen and returned with some hand towels and a bowl of warm water. Van took one to and cleaned himself up, then gently stroked Heidi's pussy, cleaning the juices off of her flesh. Bren did the same with Gia, but as he moved the towel on her slit, she winced.
"Ow! I'm a bit tender down there!"
Brendan licked his lips. "I can help with that, Sweetie."
Gia pushed him down onto the big, plush carpet on the floor. "You should! You're the one that caused it!"
Van and Heidi watched as Bren lay flat on his back, and Gia straddled his chest, put her hands on his face and kissed him deeply. She pulled up, then walked on her knees up to his face, her cunt an inch from his nose. Bren reached around her thighs and drew her to his mouth, his tongue lapping with wide, soft, soothing strokes, and his fingers gently caressing her nether lips. Gia sighed and bent at the waist, resting her elbows on the floor and settling in for her nice, long tongue-bath.
Heidi moved her hand to grasp one of her own breasts, loving the feel of her hard nipple under her hand. Just a moment ago, her pussy had been happy and satisfied. But now, watching her husband's erection grow stiff as his face was buried in Gia's sweet musk, she started to tingle again. Her mind had been clear and rested, and in the next moment, heat was suffusing through her consciousness again. Bren's familiar penis was twitching and hard, and sight of it was making her hot again. Heidi needed a cock inside her, now! She looked over at Van's spent body. She leaned in and bit his chest. He smiled at her and stroked her neck.
"I need a little time to recover, darlin'! You girls did a good job."
Heidi looked back at Bren and Gia. Gia was moaning and rocking back and forth on her elbows in an orgasm, with Bren's fingers buried deep in her cunt, and his tongue moving, still gently, on her clitoris. Heidi, without a coherent thought crossing her brain, walked over to them, straddled her husband's waist, and with a sigh, sank her needy pussy straight down onto his hard dick. Heidi moaned as she hit bottom, matching pitch with Bren's surprised grunt of pleasure. Gia looked back over her shoulder at Heidi and giggled a little. She relaxed back into position again as Heidi gently stroked the brunette's back and ass with her fingernails.
Heidi slowly began to pump up and down on Bren's cock, matching Gia's rolling movements and savoring every inch of hot hardness. She moved her fingers over Gia's back and thighs, but her entire concentration was centered on her and Brendan's genitals. With every downward motion, Bren's glans rubbed her G-spot and bumped her swollen cervix, and at the same time, her clitoris rubbed deliciously against his pubic hair. With every upward stroke she squeezed as hard as she could with her cunt muscles, milking him and feeling the absence of him in her. She would pause ever so slightly at the top of the movement, letting the emptiness and anticipation fill her mind. Then she'd come down hard, stimulating her sex again and again.
Van watched the three of them sighing and bouncing and wiggling in their erotic dance, and after a while, his cock began to harden. He knew he had to join the party again. Van looked at his wife's pretty curved lips, but she seemed to be in a contented, orgasmic trance. He hated to disrupt that. Then Heidi's bouncing ass came into view. It was splayed wide and looked soft and tight. He had fucked Gia in the ass before, but it had been a while, and he'd never done it with anyone else. Certainly not someone who was in the process of being fucked in the traditional way!
Van walked over to the group and started stroking Heidi's bottom. She sighed appreciatively. He started to knead her ass cheeks, and she responded with grateful moans in between her cries of lust. Van looked down at his steel-hard cock, soft and spent just 20 minutes earlier. It was throbbing with need for Heidi's tight ass. Van licked his thumb, and while squeezing the cheek hard with his fingers, and on her down stroke onto Bren, he stuck the thumb into Heidi's puckered brown hole up to the first knuckle.
Heidi froze. Her whole world froze. She stopped moving. She stopped breathing. Brendan's cock was buried in her twitching pussy to the hilt, her hands full of Gia's sweet ass, and she was in the middle of a rocking orgasm. But she stopped and a wild desire overcame her. She had felt nothing like it before. There were no thoughts in her head at all. She was all sensation and need. And she needed Van there now! She needed to be filled! Somehow her raw desire bypassed her clouded hot brain and moved her vocal cords:
"Yes...god, yes... please... fuck me there, Van. Please. Please."
Again, such a polite request! Van lifted her hips so that Bren's heavy cock fell out of her. Van dipped his own dick into Heid
i's dripping cunt a couple times. She remained still with anticipation, but quivering. Van then lowered Heidi back onto Bren as deep as he would go. She shifted her hips back toward Van, splaying that tight little goal.
Van positioned his now-lubricated and throbbing cock at her anus and pushed. There was a little resistance, and he thrust harder. This time, he buried himself in her. She was so tight and hot and pulsing there! The sensations were indescribable!
A primal, guttural sound escaped from Heidi's throat. Filled. Full. Hot. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Fuck fuck fuck fuck!! The words weren't words but pure lust racking her body. She thrust back her ass and in so doing leaned forward, her hands finding Gia's breasts and kneading them. Gia groaned and bucked, enjoying Heidi's hands and Brendan's fingers, lips, and tongue. Heidi was barely aware of Gia or anything but the raw passion filling her lower body. Heidi's body screamed that it was at the very height of lust. She was proven wrong when Bren and Van started moving inside of her. One in, one out, then switch. The thrusting seesawed inside of her, stroking her into orgasm after orgasm. The orgasms were coming hard, one after another, and Heidi was bursting with ecstasy.
Van was doing almost as well. Heidi was so tight and hot and pulsating. He could feel his come rising through his stimulated balls and his rock-hard and squeezed-oh-so-perfectly cock. The rhythm shifted and suddenly and Van was pounding Heidi's ass in time with Bren pounding her cunt. She was so full and tight! Van couldn't tell anymore whose cries and moans and screams were whose. Nor did he care to. He was coming good and hard! Van gritted his teeth and shot his third and best load of the night into Heidi's throbbing, pulsing ass.
Heidi's body was pushed to the edge of oblivion when they started to thrust together. So full! She felt Van and Bren's cocks swell and pulse in her at nearly the same time. They were both coming inside her! Their hot loads shot into her wet holes, and with a cry of sheer, pure ecstasy, she tumbled into unconsciousness.
The four collapsed into a satiated, sweaty heap. Voices moaning, breath ragged, skin tingling, and nerves raw and happy. Brendan looked at his sleeping wife and chuckled.
"Well, looks like she enjoyed our attentions, too!"
Van looked over to Gia, whose contented, post-orgasm smile lit up his world. "I think we all enjoyed each other."
Later, Heidi woke up to smells of bacon and waffles. She was clean and nude and cuddling, limbs entwined, with Gia and Van in their king-sized bed. Bright light was streaming in the windows, and she could hear the percolating coffee pot. The electricity must have come on sometime in the wee hours of the morning. Brendan was cooking one of his famous breakfasts for them, it sounded like. He was the only person she knew that would cook bacon naked! Her mouth started to water.
Van's consciousness melted awake between two lovely, soft women. Their breasts were pressed into his flesh, and their hands were resting lightly on his cock, fingers intertwined. He woke to the smell of coffee and bacon, and to one lady licking his neck and the other gently biting his chest and shoulders. That is the way for a man to wake up! Van kissed them both soundly and they went to the kitchen to eat.
They were all quite hungry after last night. Heidi seemed quiet at breakfast and when Gia asked what was wrong, she said, "I just don't want to go home!"
Brendan looked at his wife and smiled. "Have you looked outside? There's five feet of snow! It'll take days for them to dig us out. We're snowed in!"
This was going to be an enjoyable few days, indeed!
The End.
More Than a Handjob
Margaret could see he was in one of his moods again. He was a true Capricorn, so she had grown used to his capriciousness over the years. Sitting on the couch, she could sense his frustration, the subtle sighing and eyebrow raising he went through as he watched her reality shows with her, biting his tongue and fiddling with his phone. It was like he was there, but only in the least possible way. She was used to this. After the kids, so much had changed, but the sexless part, that was the worst. She wasn't sure why she'd lost interest, but she had, and fighting that had been futile. She just wasn't interested most of the time and she didn't know why.
She truly loved him though, and even though his cynicism pissed her off whenever he let it get the best of him, she appreciated how he tried to swallow his criticism of her favorite junk television, even when he was irritated with whatever it was that was bothering him. He would never tell her.
He was a wonderful father, and he always brought home his half of the bacon too. He even tried to help with the house, although his heart wasn't ever in it. Sure, he was about 100 pounds overweight, which turned her off, but he loved her, and that turned her on. "If he can stomach these shows, then I can certainly think of something to make the show a little less painful for him," she thought. "I bet I can make him lose interest in that phone in any case."
She got up and went to the bedroom on the next commercial break and took off her panties. Next, she picked out a pair of super thin running shorts. They were just a bit small on her, so she really only kept them around because she knew he had a fetish for slick clothing like nylon, spandex and polyester. With these being so tight, they usually clung to her mound, giving her a pretty graphic camel toe. This did nothing for her, but she knew he loved it. Next, she took her shirt off to reveal her tits for him and squirted a bunch of lube in her right hand. Even if she didn't want to fuck him tonight, maybe she could make him smile.
She was already pretty hot and bothered when she strolled back into the living room and plopped down on his left side, like she always did, and that pleasantly surprised her. However, her silly man was in such a mood that he didn't even look up from the damn phone, so he didn't even see how wantonly she was splayed out for him. "It's like he's totally ignoring me," she thought. Even though she was annoyed, her pussy started to leak as she put the second part of her plan into action.
Without any hesitation, she reached over with her left hand and pulled his sweatpants open, then jammed her right hand into his pants, grabbing and fondling his cock, which instantly began to swell as she established a slow and steady rhythm. She saw the surprise on his face for only an instant, and then he looked at her with the face of a man who'd just won the lottery. He didn't say anything, but he smiled at her, genuinely happy. Why hadn't she ever thought of this before?
Next she saw his eyes scanning her tits as they gently jiggled from her fingers stroking his now throbbing cock. He let out a gentle moan as he moved his left hand to grab her exposed thigh. His hand relaxed and started stroking up her leg, inexorably drawn to her throbbing pussy. She could tell he was slowing himself down, savoring the moment, but struggling not to just pounce on her. It gave her a giddy feeling in her guts, and she squeezed his dick a bit extra, hissing in a deep breath making her perky tits heave in the flickering light of her show.
She leaned back and continued her slow and steady stroking and even started to watch her show again as he massaged her thigh, ever inching closer to where her shorts wetly squeezed her slick and puffy lips together. After a while she forgot she was even giving him a handjob and started getting drawn into the show again, but then she noticed he was getting more insistent with his rubbing. She increased her pace, just slightly, and started adding little flourishes with her fingertips as she reached the crown of his penis, only to then stroke down and play with his balls. Within a few seconds of this, his breath had grown ragged and he was having a hard time sitting still. She smiled to herself, surprised to find she was actually enjoying some sexy time with her husband. She couldn't remember the last time his dick had been so hard! "It's a shame," she thought, "If he wasn't so passive, I might even be down with getting pounded a bit tonight."
As if he could read her submissive thought, he suddenly sprang off the couch and picked her up in a fireman's carry over his shoulder, which caused a girlish squeal to involuntarily squeak out of her luscious lips, and then he carried her into the bedroom. She could feel his rough hands gripping her body as he c
rossed the threshold into the bedroom. "So my Yellowbird wants to play tonight, eh?" he whispered into her ear. "Well I'm gonna make her sing until her throat is sore tonight." Hearing him use her special name and feeling his hot breath on her neck flicked a switch inside her, and suddenly she was sopping wet and needing to be fucked.
He threw her on the mattress on her belly with her legs hanging off the edge of the bed and pinned her there with his pulsing iron rod mashed up against the shiny fabric of her running shorts. He started sliding the head up and down her crack and against her waiting pussy. "Oh God, I need your cock in me," she moaned. He slapped her ass roughly, then stroked it softly, sending chills up her spine and into her brain.
"Do you know how long I have waited for you to get your mojo back? Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?" he cried, and then he yanked the shorts aside without taking them off, revealing her dripping pussy and her slick swollen mound. He slipped his cock between the fabric and her skin and started pumping back and forth, splitting her lips with a penis that had to somehow be bigger than it had ever been before. Just when she couldn't take anymore, he quit teasing her and plunged into her swollen pussy.
The combination of his sudden penetration and the shorts bunching over her clit set off her first orgasm in at least a month. Her knees trembled and she cried out his name. "Oh God Green, fuck me, please fuck me now!"
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