“That, lover, was the best sex I have had in a very long time. Thank you, thank you so much.”
“The pleasure was all mine,” I said, but she shook her head.
“Ours, Gary, ours.”
“Ours,” I agreed.
“And now, my young lover, I think I’d like that swim you tempted me with earlier.”
“Come on, then,” I said, easing to my feet and holding out my hand, “let’s go.”
There was no sign of Mum or Jenny in the living room, so I led Betty along the walkway to the pool and as we got closer I could hear splashing, and voices.
“Sounds like your mother and Jenny had the same idea,” said Betty.
“Sounds like,” I agreed. And yes, there they were in the pool. Jenny spotted us first and waved. I waved back, and blew a kiss to them both. They came swimming across to us, smiling.
“Well?” said Jenny, “was he as good as I told you he is?”
Betty laughed. “Better, sweetheart. Best fuck I’ve had in years.”
“Full service hospitality, chez Welch,” said Mum with a grin, and a wink for me. “Now get yourselves in the water and get the kinks out.”
It was a light-hearted foursome that eventually sat down to tackle the mountain of sandwiches that Mum and Jenny had made earlier.
“We’ll talk about your book tomorrow if that’s okay with you, Elizabeth?” said Betty. “I’m too relaxed after that lovely session with Gary, and then my swim, to think about work this evening.”
“Fine with me,” said Mum, “there’s no rush on my part. Enjoy your break from the office.”
“I am,” said Betty, “and I’m not due back in until next Monday, so if I can stay until Sunday?”
“Stay, and welcome,” said Mum.
“Maybe we can share your bed again before you leave,” I said, “because I certainly enjoyed our session this afternoon, you’re a very responsive partner.”
“I would really like that,” said Betty, “if Jenny can spare you again.”
“Play it as it falls,” said Mum, “because Gary will need some recovery time with three women after him.”
“Three?” said Betty, startled. “You mean you – ” She stopped abruptly, flushing, but Mum reached out and took her hand.
“Yes,” she said. “Gary fucks me as well. Better, I think, that you know, rather than the three of us having to guard our tongues so as not to let it slip.” She gave a wry smile. “It started as the best and most intimate way I could think of to thank Gary for saving my life, and, well, we just carried on as it was so pleasurable, and when Jenny found out, she joined in.”
“Which is why you said you didn’t mind being watched?” said Betty, to me, and I nodded.
“Yes, because I’d already been in that situation.” I laughed. “We filmed it as well.”
Startled, I think, Betty blinked, then a slow smile crept across her face. “Would it be possible for me to see the film? You have my word that I will never tell anyone. Not only that, but next time Gary fucks me, one of you can film it, then you’ll have me at ransom. I’m already wet just thinking about it,” she added, with a laugh. Her nipples were erect, I noticed.
“Do you like the taste of pussy juice?” said Mum. Betty flushed, but nodded.
“Yes, I do. On my Greek island there’s an artist who lives near my cottage, Penelopa, and she and I get together every so often. Why do you ask?”
“Because one of our film fantasies is Gary taking one of us from behind while she’s eating out another woman. We’ve never managed that yet with only the three of us, as there was no-one to be cameraman.”
Betty looked around at the three of us, then grinned. “Yes, folks, I’d like to be part of that scenario. I have to say, I expected to enjoy my visit, I just hadn’t anticipated it being so — interesting!”
“I have to admit, Betty, you’re taking it very well. I was scared you’d take off in a hurry,” said Mum, with a smile for her friend.
Betty smiled back at her, almost a grin. “As you no doubt realise, in my job I read a lot of submissions, and some of them are erotic, some almost pornographic, and I’ve had sexual fantasies since I was a teenager and first found out what sex was all about, and that I enjoyed it. To have the chance to act some of those fantasies out with friends is a dream come true, so yes, count me in.”
“Talking about acting them out, are we going to show Betty the videos we made?” I said.
“I say yes,” said Mum, and Jenny nodded agreement. I stood.
“I’ll set things up,” I said, and headed for the living room and the television. A while back I’d set up a home network with a backup drive to which Mum or I could save work and the router for our internet access was connected to the network, as was the television, and we could play saved videos on the TV. I turned on the TV, then summoned the others.
“Okay, people, take your seats for the Welch-Talbot erotic film show.”
The three women settled themselves on the couch and I took the armchair, remote in hand, then pressed play for the first video. It was the one of me taking Jenny from behind and there was a gasp from Betty as she watched my prick spread Jenny’s labia.
“Yeah,” said Jenny, “look at me spread!”
“I am,” said Betty, “one of, if not the, most erotic sights I have ever witnessed. Gary, next time you fuck me, take me that way, please, and either you or Jenny film it, please, Elizabeth, and for goodness sake let me have a copy of the film to take home with me!” She laughed, wry. “I do wish I owned a dildo!”
“Me, too,” said Mum. “Tell you what, though. I’ve been doing some investigating online and there’s a site that offers next day delivery. If we put an order in tonight, we can have our dildos by Wednesday at the latest. The site offers several sizes, so we’ll need to measure Gary first, but looking at the illustrations on the site there’s at least one model that reminds me of Gary when he’s erect. The site offers custom dildos, too, but that’s a ten day turn round. Gary, honey, come and sit between Betty and Jenny. They can be getting you hard while I fetch my laptop and the tape measure.”
“If you’re ordering Gary-size dildos, I’d like one as well, please,” said Jenny, “but how will we tell them apart?”
“There’s a color choice, but they also offer name engraving on the grip,” said Mum as she stood. “Back very shortly. Gary, come sit here,” she said, then turned to leave the room. I stood, moved across to where Jenny and Betty were waiting for me, both with anticipatory smiles on their faces, both sets of nipples firmly erect. I sat down between the two women.
“Okay, ladies, your move.”
It was a fun few minutes as my two darlings took turns to take JT into their mouths, lips and tongues working to stimulate my erection. The situation didn’t hurt either, and JT was as hard as I’ve ever felt him when Mum came back with her laptop and the tape measure. She brought up the dildo web site in her browser and typed in the measurements as Jenny and Betty wielded the tape measure, then called the other two over to view the illustrations. The vote was unanimous for the model, but Jenny and Betty chose bubble-gum pink while Mum opted for translucent neutral, all three to have owners name inscribed. Mum paid for them with her credit card then closed her laptop. The three women turned to me as I sat idly playing with JT.
“You wanted Gary to fuck you from behind, Betty, and for one of us to film it. Yes?” said Mum.
“Yes, please, if Gary is willing.”
“Gary is more than just willing. Gary is eager,” I said and they all laughed. Mum turned to Jenny.
“How do you fancy being eaten by Betty?”
“I’ve only ever had another woman’s mouth on me once, when you warmed me up for Gary, that first time he fucked me, so I rather like the idea of Betty eating me, if it’s okay with her.”
“Very much so,” said Betty, with a shit-eating grin a mile wide.
“Gary?” said Mum. “Which camera?”
“The D90. I think it’s on the sideboard in the dining room.”
“It was when we had our sandwiches,” said Jenny.
“Okay, I’ll just fetch it,” said Mum, and moments later she was back, camera in hand. “Okay, folks, how are we going to arrange things? I want to catch faces as well as action, so I suggest the floor. Betty can kneel on cushions, for her knees, and Jenny can put a couple under her head. Gary?”
“I’ll be fine on the carpet, Mum.”
“And I’ll be able to get the camera close to the action, so, ladies, assume your positions.”
There was mild chaos for a few moments, but when it settled Jenny was comfortable on her back, her head supported by a couple of cushions, her legs spread, ready, labia visibly moist. Betty was kneeling between Jenny’s legs, her knees on another couple of cushions, and I was kneeling behind Betty, JT hard and ready.
“Just testing the range,” said Betty, and bent to Jenny’s pussy, letting her tongue make a quick swipe up Jenny’s cleft prompting a quick gasp from Jenny. “Target in range.”
Mum took a step back, zoomed out and took a general shot of the three of us, then moved to where she could film JT entering Betty’s visibly moist pussy.
“Okay, folks, action!”
Betty’s head went down, her tongue came out, and Jenny gasped again as Betty’s tongue swept up her cleft from anus to clit.
“Delicious,” Betty murmured.
I inched forward on my knees, pressed JT’s head against Betty’s pussy, then pressed forward, admiring anew the way a sex-ready pussy spreads and curves to receive an intruder, careful not to let my arm spoil Mum’s view of the action, until JT was buried in Betty’s pussy, Betty’s very wet pussy, as far as it could go. I was deep!
“Fuck, Gary, that feels good!” said Betty, then returned her attention to Jenny’s pussy. Over Betty’s bent back I could see Jenny and she caught my eye and grinned, mouthing ‘fucking great!’ I took a gentle hold of Betty’s hips and let my hips swing in an easy motion, JT moving easily, audibly, in Betty’s free-flowing juices, as Mum moved around us with the Nikon, varying her position, capturing the action from different angles.
We were all so ready that I was confident we couldn’t last long, but it took longer than I expected before Jenny was crying her completion as Betty’s busy tongue brought her to climax. Betty’s head came up, her shoulder dipped and I felt her fingers alongside my pistoning cock as she added her own clitoral stimulation to the mix. I could feel my own climax building, that almost-ache that precedes climax, when Betty uttered a tight, strangled scream, then was shaking in release as my own orgasm blasted my jizz into Betty’s depths.
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