With a loud sobbing cry, his whole body shivered under me and became rigid, he held me tight, and sent a hot spurt of seminal fluid deep into me, I felt it spray into the top of my vagina, and felt my cervix dipping rapidly into the pool of sperm, transferring it to my hungrily waiting uterus.
Not being prepared to let him pull out straight away, I clenched my lower body as hard as I could, holding his penis inside me, moving my hips in small quick jerks, drawing him, draining every last drop of liquid out from his reserve, reducing him to an empty husk.
I felt him shrivel inside me, and his penis just fell out, leaving him weak, sweating and pale underneath me, I had enjoyed it, but despite his larger size and although I was feeling gentle progressive waves of pleasure, I hadn’t at that point had another orgasm.
Thomas laughed and said, “he was right then, he couldn’t last very long, I’ve seen him like that so many times, he’s quite good, but he comes very quickly, was he good for you?”
“It was pretty good, I know he’s been in me, and I really enjoyed it, he did alright, but I think I had the better of him.”
Hugo had pulled himself out from underneath me, and rolled away to one side, leaving me lying on my back, his silky warm fluid mingling with mine as it ran down over the inside cheeks of my buttocks.
Thomas asked, “how do you feel Michelle, do you want to go on, or is that enough for one day?”
“Can’t you manage me anymore, or am I too much for you, I thought you were the real man in the partnership?”
“Cheeky little devil, but you’re right, you’re quite a challenge and you’ve managed to reduce us both to weak shadows of our former selves, I’ve never known anyone as good as you, and for someone in their early twenties, you’re certainly learning how to please men.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Bluntly, you are such a tight juicy young girl that you take some seeing to, even with both of us, you can take more than we can give you.”
“Don’t sell yourselves short, your skills make both of you fantastic lovers, and I’ve been completely satisfied by you, and I’m looking forward to more of what you can give me.”
“I think you knew what you wanted, we didn’t think you’d go with it, so it was quite a shock to realise that you were willing to try us, after all there’s so many fitter younger men around than us.”
“Don’t fall into the trap of thinking I do this all the time, I don’t actually have that much sex, there have been a few men, not that many, but only two that I’ve slept with more than once.”
“So we’ll be the third and fourth that you’ll do that with?”
“Definitely, I’m not going to be exclusive to you, and in terms of what you said about younger and fitter, well, I prefer older more mature men, they take their time, and know what they’re doing, I enjoy the confidence they give me.”
He cuddled up against me, and I put my arms around his neck, he kissed me gently, moving his hand over my stomach down towards my groin, pushing my thighs open.
Hugo had fallen asleep, overwhelmed by his very strenuous efforts, leaving just Thomas and I to finish off the early afternoon’s exploration of each other.
He kissed me again, taking my chin and turning my head towards him, he slowly pushed his tongue deep into my mouth, I felt it flicking over mine, into my cheeks, gently exploring my teeth and gums again.
We kissed for quite a while, I gently ran my nails up his back and reached down to squeeze his buttocks, our tongues intertwined, almost dancing with each others.
I whispered to him, “come on, I’m wet and open to you, finish me off, I’m sure you can manage one last little bit of effort?”
“I’ll try, but don’t be surprised if I don’t do so well, you are an incredibly soft sweet girl, and I honestly haven’t had anyone like you, if what you’ve said is true, I really do hope I get the chance to do this with you again?”
“Definitely, I’ll meet you in the wine warehouse next month, hopefully you’ll both have recovered you strength by then.”
He pulled himself over me, fitting himself snugly between my legs, he put one arm around my waist, the other behind my head, I lifted my thighs over his hips and gripped him with my knees, my heels resting on the back of his legs just above his knees.
It felt natural, and comfortable, Thomas pushed his penis against my outer labia, I felt them peel open, and the tip slipped into the inner labia I felt them stretching open as he began to enter me
He looked deep into my eyes as he held himself there against my labia, not quite in, but the tip slowly pushing me apart and slipping slowly past my open and willing entrance.
There was a popping feeling as he penetrated past my vaginal muscle, and that lovely feeling inside as he filled my vagina, his warm penis felt as though it belonged there, as though it was something missing, but was now where it was supposed to be.
He smiled at the widening of my eyes, and the way they rolled upwards toward the ceiling as he spread me open, his penis feeling as though it was swelling as it went in.
I stopped competing with him, opening myself wide in complete surrender, and we fell into that ages old physical rhythm as we simply had long, slow, wonderful and natural intercourse.
The thing is, I’m fairly conventional in my sexuality most of the time, and if I have a choice then this is my favourite position for having sex with a man, face to face, skin to skin, slow, strong and deep.
Sensing that Thomas was tired, I noticed that he winced a bit, my tightness had made his tip a bit sore, but he got over it, taking his time he probed my insides slowly, with long deep penetrations, holding himself in as far as he could push himself, it made me feel full, complete.
Drawing his penis as far back as he could without coming out of me, he continued for quite a while until his biological instincts took over, he began to speed his thrusting up, I matched his strokes with pelvic movements of my own, sometimes giving a double thrust to his deep long ones.
The tension that had built up inside me from Hugo, suddenly broke, and I gently orgasmed, it felt like a warm electric wave of wellbeing flowing through me, I was looking into his eyes as it happened and it really enhanced the feeling.
I moaned, deep, throaty with a long breath of air escaping my lungs, it seemed to fill the room with a soft sensual sound, making Hugo stir, and briefly open his eyes before falling asleep again.
Within seconds Thomas was pounding at me, almost desperate to finish, we were still looking at each other in the eyes, he released as well, he shuddered violently and the soft warm flush of his semen flowed inside me, heightening the pulsations of my cervix and uterus, it was absolutely incredible.
His expression at that moment was almost one of contorted pain, as he clenched his teeth, and his eyes held a look as if he was far away, but also very close with me at the same time.
Surprised by the amount of semen he still had to give me, I’d thought that even though he held himself back earlier he didn’t have a lot left, but his rim expanded holding his penis inside me, I felt him filling me with his final reserves of male fluid.
He gave a few shuddering convulsions as he gave me those last mini bursts of ejaculate, until he had no more and slowly stopped.
Thomas kissed me, slowly and softly, then collapsed on top of me, I held him close, kissing his neck, and licking his ear, my arms round his neck, I gripped him tightly with my knees, totally complete in my satisfaction.
I stroked his back gently, comforting him and enjoying that special moment of closeness almost as if we had melted into each other, and we had become one, I could have held him like that forever, it was just so natural.
He rolled off onto the other side of me, and I lay there between them, slowly recovering from our exertions as they both slept one on each arm, completely drained and exhausted, they had both done well for two plus sixty year olds, and I felt full and contented.
As I gathered myself, I sat up and looked at their bedside clock, it showed just after 3:30 pm, I hadn’t noticed how quickly the time had passed, while essentially we had sexually devoured each other.
Slowly I got up, and poured myself a glass of water from the bottle, drinking it slowly, my heightened senses allowing me to taste the crisp clear texture.
Thomas, briefly opened his eyes, I whispered, “I have to go soon, you go back to sleep you look exhausted, I’ll let myself out.”
He smiled and said, “there’s clean washcloths and towels in the bathroom, and a small bowl, use any of the soaps and talcs, if you want to freshen yourself up before you go.”
“Is there any mouthwash I could use?”
“Yes, there’s a nice mint one, it’s on the shelf over the washbasin,” he smiled again, and went back to sleep.
I padded into the bathroom, ran the tap until the water was warm, filled the small bowl and took a washcloth and some pleasant green soap, I sat on the toilet and looked down at myself.
There were long streams of viscous fluid slowly dripping from me, a mixture of their semen and my vaginal lubricants, I cupped my hand into the bowl of water, and swilled it up against my vulva, then I took the cloth and gently washed away as much as I could.
Dabbing myself dry with toilet tissue, I stood up and went back to the sink, quickly washing my face, neck, breasts, body, and legs, rubbing the thick rough towel over myself until I felt fresh, dry and clean.
Using the mouthwash, I swirled it around my mouth and gums, washing it out with cold tap water, and drying my lips with the towel.
Returning to the bedroom, I went to the chair, and picking up my clothes, I pulled on my panties, once again enjoying the soft feel of the cotton as they slipped over my hips, fitting snugly between my legs, then the bralet, and my tee shirt.
Finally I drew on the skirt, positioning the waist over my hips and pulling the zip up at the side, buckling the belt over the top of it.
Slipping on my shoes, I turned to the two men flat out on the bed, pulled the counterpane over their sleeping bodies, I kissed them both, then quietly tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen.
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