Literotic asexstories – They Brought Her Out Pt. 02 by XplrgMDCpl94,XplrgMDCpl94
Author’s Note: While this story will work as a stand-alone stroke tale, it’s better if you read part one first. That’s where the background leading to these events is.
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The door opening and closing woke me up and I glanced at the clock to see that it was a few minutes after one in the morning. I had left the bathroom light on so Dana would have something to see by whenever she returned to our room. I could see that she was carrying her shoes and was wearing her dress. I doubted she’d have anything else on. When the evening had begun, she had on a matching bra and thong set but, if history was any kind of teacher, I knew that once she’d gotten naked to play, she’d put on the bare minimums to cover up for the remainder of the evening / night. I wasn’t sure exactly where Darren’s and Evie’s room was, but if it wasn’t on the party floor, Dana would have had to cover up to move through the hotel back to our room.
“Hi, there,” I said to her as she put her shoes down.
“Sorry I woke you,” she replied quietly.
“Don’t be sorry at all,” I said. “I look forward to hearing about your payment of the debt.”
“I bet you are,” she said, the grin obvious in her voice. She pulled her dress off over her head and said, “Let me go pee and I’ll come to bed. I’ll tell you all about it.”
The room got brighter as she opened the bathroom door and then dark as she closed it behind her. I lay on my back waiting for her return. A few seconds later I heard the flush and then the door opened and closed again, and I soon felt her climbing in bed beside me. She snuggled up and said, “So… how much detail do you want?”
“All of it,” I replied. “I want to hear about every moment. I want to hear all about everything they made you do, did to you, the things you liked, things you want to do again… all of it.”
This is what she told me… (The rest is told from Dana’s perspective)
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When we left you in the buffet room, they took me straight to their room. It was a king suite with a sitting area and my first thought when we got there was that they might ease into anything sexual; that we might chat a bit and gradually work our way into play. But that wasn’t what they had in mind.
As soon as we got into their room, Evie ordered me to undress Darren. She stood and watched as he stood at the foot of the bed and told me to take my time making him naked. I honestly didn’t really want to take my time. You know me… once I know I’m going to play or decided I want to, I don’t like to waste time. I want to get naked, or at least sufficiently available, and get to it.
Darren stood still and only moved as I needed him to for me to take his clothes off him. Evie didn’t say a word until I was done. I have to admit, while I remembered Darren having a big dick, I had forgotten exactly how big. But after I took off his shirt and t-shirt and dropped to my knees to get his pants undone, when I pulled them down and his cock jumped out in my face, it was a pleasant surprise to be reminded of his size. He sat down on the end of the bed so I could take off his shoes and pull his pants the rest of the way off. Since I was on my knees and he was on the bed naked in front of me, I thought I might as well get started and reached for his cock with the intention of giving him head.
But Evie told me no. She told me not yet. First, she said, I had to strip her too. Now, you know me… I’m not into women, but neither of us is phobic about nudity or same sex proximity, so I figured okay… she ordered me to undress her too. I can do that. It doesn’t involve playing with her; just taking her clothes off her. I stood back up and Evie’s dress was easy enough to take off. It was just a zipper. Her thong was barely there. I had to crouch back down to get that past her thighs and I saw that she was shaven or waxed smooth. Her pussy was right in my face.
When she stepped out of her thong I started to toss it aside but she stopped me. She told me to smell it first. That was the first moment where I hesitated… and Darren made sure I paid the price. With one of his big hands he slapped my ass, and I mean hard. I jumped and yelped and looked over at him, still holding Evie’s thong in my hand.
“Do as you’re told,” he said. It was a command. His tone made it clear that he wouldn’t brook any argument. Evie’s tone was a bit softer when she spoke, but Darren slapped my ass again even while she was explaining her outlook to me.
“Look, Dana,” Evie said gently, “we won you in the bet. WE won you. Not just Darren. You are going to be OUR plaything for the evening, so get used to that idea now or admit you’re too much of a pussy to actually pay off your bet like you said you would.”
I couldn’t do that. Say what you will about my personality, values, whatever, but I couldn’t welch on the bet. And besides, I admitted to myself, it kind of turned me on to be forced to do something I wouldn’t normally do because of the conditions. I put Evie’s thong to my face, pressed the wet gusset to my nose and inhaled deeply so they could see it. Evie’s scent was different from mine. Not as musky. Almost floral. I wondered what she cleaned with.
“Now get undressed,” Evie ordered me. “We don’t need a show,” she added. “Just get naked.”
For some reason, even though we’d played with them in the past and they’d both seen me naked before, I was self-conscious undressing in front of them. I realized it was because nearly every light in the room was on. I felt like I was on camera or something. As I pulled off my dress, and took off my bra and thong, I felt Evie’s eyes on me. But I focused on Darren, meeting his eyes and watching him lazily stroke his semi-erect cock as he watched me uncover my body for him. Like I said, he’d seen it before, but I wondered… did he have a different outlook this particular night? When we’d played before, I had the power — as always — to say no. Tonight, paying off a debt, I didn’t feel like I had the power to say no. At least, I didn’t feel like I should.
“Get on the bed,” Evie said, and I realized she was going to be controlling the night. As I got on the bed, Evie went to a bag that was on one of the chairs and rummaged around in it. I was on my back, getting a pillow situated under my head when Evie came over and handed me a purple anatomically correct dildo or vibrator. A closer look, after she handed it to me, showed it was a vibrator. “Give us a show,” Evie said as she handed me the toy.
After giving me the toy and my orders, she sat down on one side of the bed. I saw and felt Darren move to the other side. I spent a moment looking at the toy, examining the controls and testing them to see what they did. One slider controlled how fast the toy vibrated. I was surprised when I tested the other button and found out this toy had a thrusting mechanism, extending and contracting about an inch or two when that part was turned on.
I started to move it toward my pussy, spreading my legs comfortably and opening my sex up for the pleasure I was about to give myself, but Evie stopped me again. “No,” she said. “Suck and lick it first. Get it wet for your pussy.”
Again, it wasn’t part of my normal activities, effectively blowing a fake dick, but sucking dick is sucking dick, right? It had that synthetic taste to it as I brought it to my mouth, licking the head of it before sucking it into my mouth. I tried to build up plenty of spit and make sure I coated the toy, pushing it into my mouth as far as I could take it and letting my saliva cover the length. I sensed that Evie wasn’t going to be happy if I just got it spit slicked; that she wanted a show, so that’s what I gave her. I held and moved the dildo like it was a real cock, sucking and licking on it as if it were attached to a man and I wanted to make sure he was at maximum erection before fucking me.
“That’s good,” Evie finally said a few minutes later. “Now pleasure yourself.”
I moved the toy down between my legs, turning the vibrator onto low, and started out by stroking the head of it up and down my slit. At the entrance of my pussy I just barely let the head slip between my lips, but I could feel my body wanting it. I don’t know about other women but as much as I enjoy foreplay of all sorts, I live for the actual fuck. In my younger days when my pussy just seemed to stay wet, I never worried about foreplay. I’d grab my lover’s dick and if it was hard, I’d spread my legs. No foreplay necessary. Just fuck me.
I rubbed the head of that fake cock up and down my slit, enjoying the low buzz of the vibrator on my clit with each pass, feeling the pleasure in my belly and making my pussy clench with desire to be filled. I could have made myself cum quite happily just by vibrating my clit, but my wetness betrayed how badly I wanted to be filled and I was intrigued by the thrusting component of this toy. I’d never had or played with a toy like that before.
I moved the toy down to my hole and, spreading my legs a litter more, slowly pushed it into my sex. I got about half of it in on the first push, pulled it out a little and then pushed more. In two or three back-and-forth strokes I had it pushed in ‘balls deep.’ Holding it there, I turned on the thrusting mechanism and sped up the vibrator part. I should have expected it since I was controlling it, but I was completely surprised by the feeling of the toy elongating in my cunt, adding to its own length by an inch or more. What I thought was fully buried wasn’t, but it was as soon as that cock stretched into my depths that much deeper. I moaned and heard Evie giggle. “That’s it,” she said, “Fuck that pussy. Make it cum for us.”
I knew it wouldn’t take long and I didn’t want it to. I wanted my orgasm, and I really didn’t care that they were there watching. In fact, it may have turned me on a bit more to be doing something so personal, so intimate with them as my audience. I stroked the toy in and out of my pussy, only removing about half it’s length each time and then pushing it all the way back in, holding it there to feel the end of it thrusting back and forth inside me. I turned the vibrator up just a little more and could feel it inside, rubbing on the backside of my clit — hitting my g-spot as some would say.
When my orgasm arrived it didn’t slowly build and peak. It just showed up hard and deep, kind of like the toy that brought it on. I didn’t have any warning — just a sudden spasming in my pussy that moved through my abdomen, all my air whooshing out of me as the climax filled me up. It was just THERE and kept getting stronger. I kept fucking myself with the toy and it kept thrusting to add to my pleasure. When I didn’t think I could get any more pleasure I felt a hand on my breast, caressing, then pinching, pulling and twisting the nipple. My pleasure got even greater and somewhere in the back of my head I realized it was the tit on Evie’s side. I didn’t care. It didn’t matter. I wanted to keep my orgasm going, make it multiples. A low moaning, “yesssss,” somehow came out of me and I felt movement that resulted in both my tits being caressed; the nipples being pinched, twisted, pulled. The orgasm kept getting stronger.
Finally it felt like the balloon of pleasure burst and I felt my pussy flow, saturating the toy and making my entire crotch slick. I kept fucking myself. The toy kept adding to my fucking with its thrusting. The orgasm started to weaken and then it grew into another peak climax again. I looked at my chest and saw Evie pulling on both my nipples… hard. It looked like she was trying to lift my tits off my body by pulling on my nipples… and it felt wonderful. It was just hard enough to be on this side of painful but definitely highly stimulating.
I held my breath through another orgasm… and then another… and then finally Evie said, “Okay. That’s enough,” and she reached down to take the toy from me, pulling it out of my pussy as she did so. She didn’t even wait for me to catch my breath as she continued her orders. “Get down here on your knees,” she said, indicating the floor at the foot of the bed. “On your knees, hands behind your back,” she ordered.
I moved as quickly as I could to obey. I had invested myself in being their sexual playtoy for the night and if that’s where my mistress wanted me, that’s where I’d be. It seemed like both of them were moving just as I was and when I got to my knees where she’d indicated, with my hands behind my back, I found Darren standing in front of me and Evie behind me, also on her knees. “Open your mouth,” Evie commanded, and even as she did, I felt her hands grabbing my wrists, holding them and pulling them forcefully to the center of my lower back. She wasn’t taking any chances. I would not be allowed the use of my hands, and I knew what was coming. I couldn’t see her, but I knew Evie had looked up at Darren. “Fuck her face,” she invited him.
I opened my mouth as wide as I could and looked at Darren’s hard cock as he moved it toward me. There was a lot of precum flowing from it and the head was shiny — I guess from him stroking his length as he watched me masturbate my pussy — and his balls were hanging, looking full of cum that needed to be released. I stuck out my tongue, wanting to present myself both as hungry and willing. “Good girl,” I heard Evie say. “Try not to gag,” she added.
Darren pushed his cock into my mouth, across my tongue, into the back, too long to all fit. I could deep throat some guys, but it depended on the length and girth of their equipment. I wasn’t sure about Darren’s. He was on the big side… about nine inches long and pretty thick. It was one of the reasons I enjoyed playing with him before. His cock really filled my pussy. But I didn’t think I could get him into my throat. I tried though…
I held my mouth open wide, let my drool flow and did my best to avoid engaging my gag reflex. I felt Evie change her grip so she was holding my wrists in one hand and I felt the other on the back of my head, tangling in my hair. As Darren continued thrusting his dick, Evie began pushing and pulling on my head using my hair as a handle. I could feel Darren’s cockhead banging into my throat at the back of my mouth, wanting entrance to my throat. I tried… gagged… breathed… tried again… gagged again… breathed, swallowed, opened my mouth and took Darren into my throat. The moan he released when his cock got fully into my mouth, his balls on my chin, was deep and long. It sounded like he growled. I heard Evie giggle behind me, calling me a good girl again, and then letting my hands and head go.
Wanting to continue being their good girl, I held my hands behind my back and kept my mouth open to Darren, taking his cock into my throat each time he pushed hard enough. I felt Evie’s hands return to my body, reaching around me and grabbing my chest. As her husband face fucked me, she once again caressed my tits, pinching and pulling on my nipples. At some point she timed it right so his cock was buried in my throat as I tried to moan and the result was my throat vibrating on his dick. He made that growling noise again.
And then Evie surprised me. She kept one hand on a tit but moved her other hand down between my legs. I didn’t even think about it when I spread my knees a bit more, opening up her access to my pussy. Looking back at it, I realize now that I was in somewhat of a sex-animal mode; I just wanted stimulation and pleasure and didn’t really care how I got it or who provided it. Evie was reaching for my pussy, and I wanted to feel her touch it. I wanted my clit rubbed and my pussy penetrated — even if only by her fingers. I wanted more pleasure and more orgasms.
As Darren kept face fucking me, I felt Evie push a couple fingers into me, easily sliding into the wetness, my pussy still fairly relaxed open from having been fucked by the toy. She rubbed her palm around putting pressure on my clit and generally working me like she wanted me to cum again.
And that’s when Darren pulled away. “Uh, uh,” he said as he pulled his cock back. “I’m not ready to cum yet. Not until after I’ve fucked you.” As he backed off, I realized that my face, chin and upper chest were covered with a mix of my spit and his precum. I didn’t care. I wasn’t usually someone to play sloppy, but I hadn’t been controlling this and if they didn’t care, I wasn’t going to. I was, after all, their playtoy until they were done with me.
Darren wasn’t giving me any orders, so I looked over at Evie. She smiled at me, looking down on me as she had stood up and I was still on my knees… covered with slickness. “Get on the bed,” she said. “The end of it, on your knees, ass pointed this way.” I obeyed, getting up and moving to the bed. I could feel how wet my pussy was and the spit covering most of my top half felt cool compared to the rest of me. I got on the end of the bed as Evie had directed… planting my knees far enough apart to make sure my pussy was open and easy to get to. I leaned forward, down onto my elbows, arching my back like a cat in heat. I was ready for some cock.
I felt hands on my hips, holding me, pushing my ass cheeks apart, opening my pussy at the same time. Then I felt the swollen and slick cockhead of Darren’s manhood just barely touching my opening. I arched my back a bit more, my body language making it obvious that I wanted his cock in me. He gave me what I wanted… a little bit. He teased me with it. I held still as he pushed his cock into me… just the smallest bit. It felt like he gave me maybe an inch… possibly two… and then he pulled back out. I heard a sound that reminded me of a hungry kitten mewling… and then I realized it was me. I was getting near desperate to feel his cock buried in me, fucking me, using me like the female animal in heat I had become.
He kept teasing me as I became aware of Evie moving onto the bed. What was she doing? She had me move an arm as she lay down and squirmed under me, facing the opposite direction. She was getting under me like she wanted to 69. Could I do that? Would I do that? Was I so willing to ensure I fully paid off the lost bet that I’d eat pussy? I never had. I had no desire to. But… I couldn’t imagine NOT doing that if ordered to.
Then she was under me, and I was looking down at her spread open pussy. Her hands were wrapped around my thighs, and I felt her breath under my sex… on my pussy. As I was focused on the reality of Evie’s face so close to my pussy Darren pushed his cock back into me… fully this time. I moaned loudly and pushed back against him, helping him to get his manhood as deep into my clutching pussy as we could manage. Then another sensation overwhelmed me, and I realized it was Evie’s tongue on my clit. I nearly exploded with pleasure as Darren began thrusting his wonderful thick length in and out of me while his wife licked my clit, also licking his length which had to be covered with my juices.
I was in a daze in some other universe, surrounded only by sensation and intense pleasure as he began to power fuck me with that glorious cock and Evie kept licking my clit, my lips, his length and his balls. My eyes were closed against the overwhelming pleasure, and I dropped farther down, my chest on Evie’s belly… my face inches from her spread sex. It smelled like her wet thong had. Floral. I imagined myself tasting her… sampling her juices with a lick. But I didn’t go there. I focused on the pleasure of Darren’s cock pistoning in and out of me.
Another orgasm set in, and I was near delirious until Darren suddenly pulled his cock out of me. What? NO!! Put it back! I needed more.
“Switch,” said Darren, smacking me on the ass. Switch? Evie was moving, pushing me over as she went. Darren didn’t move so we had to not only switch top for bottom but end to end. Evie was understandably eager to get exactly where I had been, getting Darren’s cock to pleasure her pussy. I moved so I was under her and realized I was going to get a close-up view of their mating.
Evie spread her knees farther than I had. Her pussy was only an inch from my face as I watched Darren push his cock into her. His hanging balls hit me in the forehead and then dragged over my face, and then reversed direction. “Lick it,” said Darren and I wasn’t sure who he was talking to. Was he telling Evie to eat me? Or was he telling me to eat her? “Lick my dick,” he added, and then I knew exactly what he meant. He wanted to feel my tongue on his cock as it moved in and out of his wife. I complied.
I bent my head back so I could get my tongue up where it needed to be and began licking the underside of his shaft as he stroked in and out of Evie’s pussy. Her sex was as wet as mine felt, and her juices were flowing freely. To say that I got a taste of her pussy would be an understatement. In the heat of the moment I didn’t think anything of it. I focused on his cock and adding to his pleasure. I had cum several times, and I wanted to make him do the same. I had become that female animal focusing, in the heat of the moment, on making the male release his seed.
Then pleasure filled my pussy again. Evie had grabbed that toy I’d been using earlier and shoved it into me, turning it on to both vibrate and thrust. Once she pushed it up into my hungry sex, she had lowered her face and began licking or sucking… or both on my clit. It was overwhelming, nearly too much stimulation. But I couldn’t say no, so I just spread my legs farther and focused on Darren’s pussy-slicked cock.
I came again… and then again… only the second time I came that way I had Darren’s cock in my mouth. He had pulled out of Evie’s pussy and pointed it down at me… so I opened my mouth and took it in. He pushed it in until he hit my throat again and while I did my best to open it for him, he pulled back out. He pushed his cock back into Evie, balls deep, and then pulled back out and pushed it into my mouth. My second orgasm hit me as I was sucking Evie’s pussy juice off Darren’s cock for the whatever time.
As I reveled in the pleasure Evie was providing, fucking me and sucking my clit, Darren pulled away and backed off a step. I looked up just in time to see him put his hand on Evie’s back, pushing her down, forcing her pussy onto my face. Darren’s eyes met mine as he gave me my next order. “Eat her,” he said. “Make her cum.”
The voice in my head that had never even slightly entertained the thought of being with another woman; the part of me that wasn’t a fan of tasting my own pussy off my husband’s cock; that little voice that said, “But you’re not bi-sexual,” screamed. Then it was silenced by the voice that said, “Pay your debt. You agreed to be the payment for the lost bet. You are theirs to use as they see fit, in every way until they’re done with you.”
I opened my mouth, fastened my lips to Evie’s pussy lips, stuck my tongue into her fucked-open juicy hole and sucked. I held the lip lock as I slid my tongue back and forth, in and out of her, and then released it to reattach over her clit. I sucked hard, helping her buzzing nub to engorge further and then I began flicking my tongue back and forth across it. Her hips humped against the pleasure, and she redoubled her oral attentions on my clit in return. For the first time in my life I was 69ing with another woman and doing it with a hunger.
A couple minutes later Evie’s breathing changed, and her hips began to move, apparently without her control. I sucked and licked harder and moaned when she came. Her pussy juiced up a little more and she tried to pull it away from the stimulation of my tongue, but I wrapped my arms around her lower back and held her in place. I kept sucking and licking her clit until she pulled her face out of my sex and screamed, “Enough!” Then I let go of her…
Evie moved off me, falling over on her side as she tried to catch her breath. Idly I thought, ‘What did I just do?’ Then I realized I didn’t care. It felt good. It didn’t mean anything but that I was enjoying myself and pleasuring my partners, my owners for the night. “On your back,” Darren said. He was still standing at the end of the bed. I flipped around so my pussy was pointed at him and moved toward the end of the bed. He grabbed my legs, wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled me to him. He guided his cock in and started fucking me again. ‘Finally!’ my brain screamed. I just relaxed and enjoyed the fuck, laying my head back and closing my eyes.
I felt movement on the bed and opened my eyes to see Evie’s crotch open and spread above my face, lowering steadily as she spread her knees. She was facing Darren, so my nose was going to be nestled up against her ass while I ate her… and that’s when I realized that I wasn’t even doubting it. I wasn’t hesitating. I wasn’t holding back. As her pussy was coming down on my face, I had opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. When her wet lips met my tongue, I kept it stiff and gave her the small pole to mount… and she did. As her husband kept fucking my pussy with his fantastic cock, I ate her to another orgasm, proud of the fact when her hips started jerking in pleasure.
As Evie was coming down from her peak, I heard Darren’s moans change and knew he was getting close to his as well. I moaned in response, humping my hips up at him, spreading my legs farther, every move of my body making it clear that I wanted his cum as deep in me as he could put it. His strokes slowed and his movements got a little jerky… and then he pushed as deep into my sex as he could manage, pulling my legs to him, helping him get deeper. And then I felt that wonderful flood of liquid heat begin to sear the inside of my pussy as he released his load in repeated jets of creamy fire.
I was disappointed when he pulled out while he was still cumming, apparently stroking his cock because I felt more of his hot cum landing on my pussy, up my belly and even some on my tits. I couldn’t see it because Evie was still riding my face.
I didn’t realize Darren had stepped away until Evie moved off my face. I looked down at my body and saw several shiny streaks of Darren’s milky while juice. Looking at Evie I saw some spots on her lower belly too. He had really gotten some projection on that load. No wonder I had felt it so strongly in my pussy. When he came, he CAME. Darren lay down on the bed as Evie moved away. I moved to make room for him. As Darren got comfortable, his sticky cock beginning to wilt, he said, “Get cleaned up. We’re not done yet.”
I looked at Evie and she smiled at me, taking me by the hand and leading me to the bathroom. She got the shower going and we took turns peeing before we got in. The water felt good; hot and steamy, like a million pleasurable pinpricks on my skin. Evie grabbed the soap and began to lather me up, handing it to me so I could return the favor once she was satisfied that I had been soaped enough. It felt weird to be alone with another woman in a shower, but I couldn’t deny that her hands felt good caressing me. At that point, I’d already eaten her, so what line was left to cross? I had to relax and go with the flow.
Evie turned me around in the spacious shower, grabbing my hair and pushing me forward, bending me over. I felt her grab the soap, rubbing it between the wet cheeks of my ass, building up a good lather and paying a lot of attention to my rosebud. It felt good. I had always enjoyed a little anal stimulation, even though I wasn’t big on anal sex. Still, I wasn’t going to argue about the pleasure she was giving me.
I moaned when she pushed the first finger into my ass and began stroking, but I paused when she added the second finger. She felt my pause and held still for a moment. I knew she wanted some feedback. “It feels good,” I said to her. “I’m just not big into anal.”
“I see,” she said as she started pushing her fingers in and out again. I moaned. It did feel good. “Well,” she continued, “You’re going to be.” She kept finger my ass and I felt myself relaxing, making it more pleasurable. “Darren won’t let you leave tonight until he’s taken your ass too.”
My stomach fluttered at her words. Darren’s cock was bigger than my husband’s and while it felt great in my pussy, the thought of taking it in my ass scared me. “Just relax,” Evie said, continuing to finger my ass, helping me relax. “We’ll make sure it’s comfortable…” she paused and then added, “but you ARE going to take it.” The moan that escaped me was in response to her words rather than the pleasure her fingers were providing. I arched my back and pushed my ass back to her. She pushed in a third finger… slowly… gently. Opening my ass farther.
She added more soap, made the lather slipperier… Pushed all three fingers in and out, relaxing me. I felt her other hand reach around me as she kept finger fucking my ass, the fingers of her other hand finding my still buzzing clit where she began to rub. My pleasure grew and I realized that what I needed to cum was something filling me. Well, I thought Darren was going to give me that. He was going to fill my ass with his cock. In that moment I realized I wanted him to. I was payment for the lost bet and if he wanted a total cock slut, willing to take it in every hole, that’s what I was going to be. I pushed my ass back to Evie’s hand more, relaxing and pushing, and taking her fingers like my ass was made for violating.
I wanted to cum so bad, but her fingers and clit-rubbing weren’t going to make it happen. After she had fingered my ass with that three-finger triangle for several minutes, she pulled down the showerhead and rinsed me… thoroughly. When she was satisfied that I was squeaky clean and there was no soap left on me — or in me — anywhere, she told me to dry off. She rinsed herself while I dried off and then I went into the bedroom with Darren, waiting for Evie to join us.
Darren was in the middle of the bed, still on his back, his cock completely flaccid. He opened his eyes as I climbed in next to him, laying down, my head on his chest, my hand reaching for his cock. Neither of us said anything as I slowly caressed and began to stroke his length. His limp cock hardened quickly, and he was nearly at full staff when Evie climbed in the bed on the other side of him. She laid down in much the same position I was, just on the opposite side, and as I stroked his cock, she massaged his balls. He moaned. “Oh, yeah,” Evie said with a smile, “He’s got more cum left to give us.”
I felt Darren’s hand on the back of my head, pushing it down toward his cock and I knew what he wanted. I was happy to provide it. I adjusted my position so I could get down as necessary to suck his dick. He moaned and when I looked up, he and Evie were kissing passionately… and I went back to sucking his cock. Evie was still massaging his balls and I wondered if I would get a mouthful.
It wasn’t to be. Darren grabbed my hair and pulled me off his cock, giving me orders as he did so. “69 time again,” he said. “Get where you were on the end of the bed,” he told me. “Evie… get on top of her. Get her ready.”
I moved into the position I was in when he had fucked me, my ass right at the end of the bed, my feet up on the edge. My knees were up, and my legs spread wide. I didn’t move as Evie got on top of me, lowering her pussy to my mouth, and lowering her mouth to my pussy. This time I didn’t hesitate even the slightest bit. I opened my mouth and wrapped my hands around her lower back, pulling her onto my face and stretching my tongue out to lick all of her.
She did the same to me except that she went straight into my pussy with her tongue… and then pulled out to lick down farther, running her tongue and spreading spit over my asshole. I moaned and pumped my hips, giving her an indication of how much I enjoyed it. I felt her tongue press into my rosebud as her hands grabbed my ass-cheeks and pulled them apart. I knew her goal — to open my ass for Darren. I knew it was inevitable. I knew it would feel better, less uncomfortable, if I helped and was enthusiastic. I relaxed as much as possible, just enjoyed everything she did, and focused on eating her pussy.
Vaguely I thought about the fact that 12 hours earlier if someone had told me I would be hungrily eating pussy while a woman opened my ass for her husband to fuck, I’d have laughed at them. But here I was eagerly eating her pussy and helping her open my ass for Darren to fuck. I wanted him to. I wanted to go back to my husband and tell him that the couple had taken me in every way; that I had sucked Darren’s cock and that he’d fucked me… in both my pussy and my ass. Would Wolf reclaim my ass like he did my pussy after I played?
My ass felt slick with Evie’s spit and my own pussy juices. I felt her pulling my ass cheeks farther apart and then I felt Darren’s cockhead pushing against my backdoor. ‘Relax,’ I said to myself. ‘Focus on Evie’s pussy, her attention to my pussy, and let Darren do what he wants to do.’ I was eating Evie’s pussy like a starving women. Evie’s tongue felt heavenly on my clit, and she was holding my ass open for Darren. He pushed very slow and very gentle. It was a steady growing pressure against my ass. I pushed for him and opened my asshole and felt his cockhead pop in.
I moaned. He moaned. Evie was looking at his cock in my ass from an inch or less away. She moaned and encouraged him. “Yes,” she said. “Fuck her ass. Make her give you everything.”
Darren held still for a minute, letting my ass get used to the intrusion. Evie increased her attention to my clit and stroked one finger into my pussy. I focused my thoughts on what I was doing to her, trying to live my pleasure through hers. Gradually, Darren pushed more of his length into my backdoor, slowly stroking, adding more length with each penetration, a little at a time. And then I felt his pelvis pushing against me and knew he had fully taken my ass.
It wasn’t long at all before any discomfort was replaced by pleasure as Darren’s cock fucked me again while Evie ate my pussy. She added a few fingers and kept her tongue busy on my clit. I did my best to return the favor, sucking and licking her clit while pushing two fingers into her to stroke her inside. She moaned and before long got her first orgasm in this position. I could feel mine getting close and added some energy to my push against Darren. He got the hint and sped up his strokes just enough to push me over the edge.
When my orgasm set in, I could literally feel my ass clenching around his invading length, adding stimulation to what his cock was already enjoying. Evie’s tongue left my pussy and, I assume, moved to Darren’s balls. Between my ass squeezing him and her mouth on his balls, his orgasm didn’t take long. I heard his breathing change and his cock swell ever so slightly more. With some feeling of utter sluttiness I wanted to push him over the edge, so I egged him on. I pulled my face out of Evie’s pussy and said in a loud, clear voice, “Yes! Give it to me! Cum in my ass! Fuck me!”
Darren moaned again and his strokes changed, much like they had when he came in my pussy and then he thrust fully into my backdoor, held me there firmly and began to dump his load in my bowels. I could feel the heat of it as he fired jet after hot sticky jet of his cum into my ass. “Yes!” I moaned. “Give it to me.” I moaned and groaned and bucked against him as if his cock cumming in my ass was the best pleasure I’d ever had.
And then it was over. His orgasm had passed and all I felt was his slowly softening cock shrinking in me back there. He slowly pulled out of me even as he was shrinking, and much to my surprise Evie quickly planted her face back in my crotch. I enjoyed the feeling of her tongue on me and then realized she was reaching for my rosebud. It took me a minute before I realized that some of Darren’s cum was leaking out of me and she was doing her best to suck and lick it up. It was just such a naughty thing to do… it turned me on immensely. I moaned, raised my pussy to her and curled my back to get my ass closer for her. She didn’t slow down and was immediately tongue-fucking my ass again, tasting her husband and cleaning up some of the sticky.
When we had all calmed down, I realized that Darren had gone into the bathroom. I heard the shower running. Evie had moved off me and we were both laying on our backs catching our breath. “Thank you,” she said quietly. “You did well.”
“I feel like I should be thanking you,” I replied with a chuckle.
“Why?” she asked. It sounded like a serious question. I had to think about it if I wanted to give her a serious answer.
“Well,” I said, hesitating and as I got my thoughts together, “You all pushed me to do things I wouldn’t normally do, and I did them because I had to pay off the bet.” I paused and thought again. “And as a result, not only did I have a great time, I learned about other ways I can enjoy sexual pleasure.”
“Well, that’s good,” she said. “Expanding potential for sexual pleasure is always good.”
Darren came out of the bathroom, dried and wearing a towel around his waist. “You’re welcome to shower again before you head back to Wolf,” he said to me.
I thought about everything I had learned that night and looked over at Evie. “Want to join me again?”
She grinned back, a delighted look on her face. “Wouldn’t miss it.” Together we got up and went into the shower. I was no longer hesitant as I explored her body with my hands, and I made a point of tasting her in ways I hadn’t — sucking her nipples, gently biting them and stretching them with my teeth. I lathered every inch of her body from the neck down and paid as much attention to her ass as she had mine in the first shower. Both of us came again against each other’s fingers and hands, and we took turns drying each other off when we got out of the shower. Back in the bedroom I pulled my dress on over my head, but I left my bra and thong where they were. I exchanged cell phone numbers with both Darren and Evie, kissed them both goodnight and headed back to my husband.
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“So,” Dana said, as she looked at me from about an inch away, her hand stroking my engorged cock, “what do you think?”
“Sounds like you had a blast,” I said.
“I did,” she replied.
I thought for a moment before saying anything else. “It also sounds like you’d enjoy being payment for another lost bet in the future.”
She was quiet for just a moment before she moved to straddle me, settling her fucked-open still wet pussy down onto my cock. “I’d love to be your bet payment anytime you want,” she said.
Later we fell asleep snuggled up, my cum running out of her onto my thigh. In the morning, before we checked out, we signed into our accounts on the swinger sites we belonged to and changed her sexual orientation from “straight” to “bi-comfortable.”
It had been a good night.
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