6 Sexy Three Can Play Stories (4 page)

Jenny slides up beside me and pushes her
body to mine as the other woman begins to buck up and down on my
length in long slow movements that has her trim belly tensing and
contracting.

“Look at how hard her clit is,” Jenny coos
in my ear seductively. “Kimmy must really love your big fat
cock.”

My eyes catch a glimpse of my dick as she
draws up its length. Kim's breasts bounce with a fullness that is
startling at the top range of her movement and then bounce three
times on the way down. Her nipples are a raw, red-brown and her
face shows a pleasant excitement.

I bring my fingers through the folds of her
shaven pussy and clasp her over-sized clit firmly in two fingers as
the woman playfully rocks back and forward. Looking at her, I can
only describe her technique as a gentle swaying that is much like
the gaunt of a drunkard trying to get home after a busy night at
the pub. I spank her bottom twice to encourage some more pace and
get it in droves.

“Looks like your dick is busy. I'll have to
make down with this.”

She slaps my cheek and stands up to step
onto the bed, grabbing the headboard in two hands, and pushes into
my face what happens to be the most gorgeous sight I've seen this
week: A thick gorgeous pussy glistening with arousal and a pin
button clit that is protruding way out of its hood.

“Lick, rich man. I want to cum quickly.”

I run my tongue around the edges of her
pussy lips and then into the center to taste the dew drop glisten
that is her pussy juices. From there I'm quick to attack that ready
clit for a good 5 minutes before slipping my entire mouth over the
article of my adventure and rolling my tongue in one long
grind.

“Ahhhh--- That tongue!” Jenny cries.

My eyes run up her trim belly to where she's
leaning off the headboard. Her ass is compounded as girls with some
flesh there tend to do in two nice little buns on either side.
Jenny is in a hard position – squatting down with her pussy on my
lips – but I can't see a quiver in those thick thighs of hers. It's
an indication of muscle and something that arouses me more than
anything so far.

Taking a long, deep breath through my nose
and really committing to memory the rich flavor of her scent, I
slap the big assed woman on the butt hard and force more efforts
from my tongue.

Juices are leaking down my cheeks now and
making the bedding wet under my neck. The bed itself is rocking
about like crazy and it's getting fairly hot around the sticky wet
parts that are being pressed to me.

I take another look at Jenny. There's
nothing to speak of up top with this girl, but for some reason the
brunette turns me on more than the blond. I don't really know why,
but I think it might be because she's more into having sex with
me
and not so much
my dick
(Something I can't say for Kim right now as she
is screaming “I love Dicky!” with every shift of her hips).
However,
there's also how she moans at every subtle caress
of my tongue and how that makes my dick jerk wildly to consider.
She keeps twisting her hips in little circles on my face as I lick
her out. Even a blind man could tell that this woman LOVES getting
hers and I find that somehow empowering, exciting and definitely
sexy.

A loud cry from Kim signals the end of
things. She was pounding on me like a wild woman just before and
the liquids coating my cock are rich and full. Kim definitely just
came.

The woman falls forward to my chest, pushing
those absolutely huge tits of hers to it, and breathes out in a
long tired sigh.

“I came,” she confirms in a pleased
whisper.

I would almost feel let down if Jenny wasn't
looking at the glistening length of my dick, offset nicely by the
dark wall behind, with the kind of hunger that one reserves for
very special treats.

She steps off my face. The bed bounces twice
with a low rattle as she shifts around to that same cruel squat –
again, not a single wobble in those rock hard thighs of hers – and
puts one finger to her lips in a look of consideration that is
faked but also gives me a sense of expectation that something wild
is about to happen.

“Do you think my little pussy can take a fat
cock like this?” she asks with the suggestion in her voice being
that she's not sure. “Kimmy is better with the big ones. Do you
think I should wait and let her have it again?”

I bang my fists down on the bed and give her
a hard look.

Jenny laughs and brings her hands down to
stroke up the sides of my shaft teasingly. I quiver in anticipation
on seeing this and cannot for a second take my eyes away from the
wetness of her snatch.

“Well, big boy? Do you want me?”

I groan as she dips down a little.

“Oh, hold on. I think I might be a little
too wasted for this.”

I stare. NO. She's not going to deny me, is
she?

“Kimmy, baby, come help me with his thick
hunk of meat. I'm too wasted to do this on my own.”

The large breasted blond pops up from the
floor where she was snorting up the leavings of the coke I gave
them.

“You having problems?”

“A big one.”

They laugh loudly.

Kim struts around and positions herself
behind Jenny. The woman makes me scream loud enough that the walls
vibrate when her hand comes out of nowhere to tickle my balls.

“Girlllllssss...” I groan, “Please just put
it in. I can't handle any more of this. You are going to make me go
crazy.”

That seems to be their aim. I get one long
wet kiss from Jenny. Kim plays with my balls throughout. As soon as
that big, wide butt of the brunette's comes down, I find myself in
a different world. Her ass is rock hard with only a little fat. The
pussy that is occupying my entire concentration is about as tight
as a man could ever want. In those first few moments of suction as
I'm pushed in, friction nearly tearing the skin on all sides, I
whisper to god that I'll never do another bad thing in my life if I
can cum in this glorious woman's puss.

Jenny comes up. She comes down. Three
strokes is all I get. It's at that point that she cuns with an
apologetic look and sinks to the bottom.

“What just happened?” I murmur.

“Sorry, the dirty talk got to me.”

I stare.
This can't be...

That's when Kim comes to the rescue. Her
gorgeous body is pressed to her friend's. The woman holds her in a
tight single arm hug, drawing my legs together with her free hand,
and rocks back and forward, pushing her hips into her friend's rear
firmly with a kinky purpose in mind

“
Ahhhh...” Jenny moans.
“You want me to cum again?”

A smile comes to Kim's lips. She's not
against the idea and neither am I.

This treatment continues as I grit my teeth
and hold on to the bed for hope of salvation.

When it cums, IT CUMS. I scream and shout
and let loose into Jenny's pussy with ropes of white hot cum. I
shoot so much, in fact, that I have to lie there and hold my balls
for a full minute, internally begging them not to retract up into
me with the heat of my orgasm.

After I've recovered and am seriously
contemplating keeping these two around, Kim comes into view. She
grins at me until I ask what she's smiling about.

“Looks like Mr. Dick gave her a baby.”

I blink a few times. The two women laugh at
me.

Kim slaps me lightly on the cheek and says,
“She's on the pill, dummy.”

My eyebrow works down from where they were
threatening to grow legs and run off my face. There really needs to
be some sort of announcement to all women everywhere that girls
shouldn't surprise guys after sex.

I push my head back into the pillow behind
me and admire the sun as it passes through a fine set of clouds in
the patch of blue that I can see from the window nearby.

There is a tickling down below.

“Are you playing with my balls again?” I
ask.

Kim doesn't say a thing. She's just begins
licking them.

“She didn't get my fill yet,” Jenny informs
me in a tired groan from where she's been recovering at the end of
the bed. “A guy like you must have more than one load in there,
right?”

I roll my eyes skyward. These girls...
Absolutely crazy.

“I'm sure I can find some for you,” I relent
with a long sigh.

Six times later I give them all that I had
in me. Some women in Miami are on another level.

The Filthy Window Cleaner

(His Voyeur & Public Glory Hole
Experience)

Through the window I get a
glimpse of heaven. It's definitely not what I expected to see
hanging off the east side of the 12
^th
floor. And it's most
certainly not what I'm being paid to see. But, my god, even you'd
have to admit that that right there is a sight... Right here is the
best mid-work day surprise I've ever had. That's for
sure.

My brow is covered in a light sweat
that isn't taken away one bit by the faint spring breeze that's
brushing my fringe to the left over my forehead.

I wipe some away and wonder how could
I not sweat while admiring what is going on through the single pane
of glass – probably less than one centimeter thick – that separates
the view from me? This kind of amazing doesn't come about every
day.

I take a second to reach down and
adjust my harness a little to the left before looking back. An ache
was growing down the center. It's due to the blood flow to my lower
regions having increased significantly – uncomfortably so actually.
I'm now full and thick and god, my, my, my, am I horny!

The cause of all this is swaying left
to right about five feet in front of me. Honestly, could there be
anything more gorgeous than a blond, small in stature, huge in
chest, slim and toned to bikini model definition – if somewhat
lewdly dressed in nothing but black lingerie – doing a dirty little
dance like this?

She's the most beautiful thing I've
ever seen. The woman twirls 90 degrees on long shiny black stripper
heels – inches and inches of height given to her small frame –
twists her rear out super wide with flexibility that baffles, spins
enough that the hip, golden brown, high class ass right there,
nearly touches the glass that my hands are now pressed to and comes
to a rock solid halt, her eyes locked on mine, exhilaration
apparent on her face.

“
Whoooo, girl. You aren't
going to...?!?” I murmur, fogging the glass in front of me, as she
shifts into position.

Bam!
Pop, lock and roll.
I nearly fall
the 12 floors to the wide avenue below to be rolled under on of the
cars lazily trailing along the concrete below.

My voice is low – heated – rabid – as
I murmur to her, “I have never seen an ass like that. I swear to
that, honey.”

My words don't reach her, but that
doesn't matter. We have got some good communication going on here
without any talk needed.

That booty shivers with the ripples of
sweetness that are the composition of those perfectly muscled,
strongly composed, butt naked, ass cheeks.

Again, I need to adjust the harness.
That might have just grew me an inch.

The mystery hotty maintains her daring
pose as I stare on without any thought to safety, sanity or
appropriate behavior. She's bent over at the waist, hands on knees,
pretty much straight bent to the black flooring of what is probably
her home. I'm totally focused on her as the young woman – probably
25 at best and not much older than me for certain – shimmies back
and slaps her ass cheeks against the window.

“
What!”

They jiggle. A long
wobble. Seconds of waiting pass. I lick my lips. The heat of the
warm summer New York daytime hadn't touched me before, but now
everything seems too hot. I want to strip off. To throw my clothes
aside. To be naked. With her? If possible.
Freedom
: This girl understands
that.

I reach out and caress the glass that
I was cleaning several minutes ago.

She turns back and she smiles.
Something moving in the background catches my eye.

“
Awh... shit.”

There's a guy. He's huge. The white
titanic sinking my hopes.

She glances back at me and blows one
kiss my way. Moby Dick comes up behind her. Oddly enough he doesn't
seem pissed. Instead, he pulls out his junk, which is as roided up
as he is and rips off the lady's black panties with only a amused
grin my way – a little man love before the action hits.

I stare on as he forces that beast
into my eye candy, grunting loud enough with every jerk of his hips
to shake the glass.

“
This guy...”

The woman throws her hands up against
the window. He fucks her like a savage from the first moment. She
must be loose because she ain't screaming, even with the glass
rattling about like it might break, and certainly doesn't seem
peeved by a big slab of man dick in the day.

I'm caught up admiring the action when
the girl's smiles widens some – like she just hit on some great
idea. There's a wink and some pointing at the window. I get that's
she wants me to move back.

Shifting my harness a little, I slip
away from the glass some as she pops the window open with a little
remote near the frame. It slides back with a hiss of cool air
conditioned air, slips inwards and then to the side. This is what
we in the business call a rich people window. Poor people like me
have less options.