The Prize
by Ann Douglas
A small spray of flawless white sand scattered across the
bottom steps as the young woman sprinted up the wooden stairs.
Only a few seconds behind, her pursuer, a much larger man quickly
closed the distance between them. It had been a long run across
the wide beach separating the small bungalow from the crystal
blue waters of the Caribbean and it showed in both runners. It
was with a shout of triumph that the brunette slapped her hand
against the large number 14 on the side of the doorway and
shouted.
"I win!" Alyssia called out as she spun around to greet her
fiancee.
Stephen cleared the stairs in a single bound as he reached
out with his large powerful arms and embraced his lover. At 5’6"
and 125 lb., the bikini clad woman was almost lost in the arms of
her 6’2" 230 lb. partner. But it was a sensation she was more than
used to and dearly loved.
"I guess you did, but only because I’m worn out from that
volleyball game." Stephen grinned as he leaned from behind and
kissed her.
Their kiss was as warm and tender as their very first. Each
time they held each other close it was like they were rediscovering
their love all over again.
"So where’s my prize." Alyssia asked playfully as they ended
the kiss.
"Later." Stephen replied as he stroked her soft brown hair.
"Well maybe I want it now." Alyssia laughed as she pressed
her bikini covered ass up against his cloth covered manhood.
The pressure against his cock brought it quickly to a
semi-erect state. Full erection came a few moments later as
Alyssia reached down and slid her hand between the waistband of
his swimming trunks.
"We could do it right here." she suggested as she playfully
stroked his member to it’s full 7 1/2 inch length. She wrapped her
fingers around his thickness and pressed it harder against her ass.
"Who knows who might see us."
Alyssia had a strong exhibitionist streak in her. Stephen
had long track of all the times they’d made love out in the open.
The chance of being discovered was a tremendous turn on for her.
Normally he would’ve been happy to give in to her desires, but
today he had other plans.
"You really got turned on by that couple last night, didn’t
you?" Stephen whispered into her ear as he slid his large hand
under her bikini top and cupped her breast.
"Oh yes." Alyssia responded in a whisper as she closed her
eyes for a moment and enjoyed his caress.
The couple in question were the inhabitants of the cottage a
few hundred yards down the beach. Stephen and Alyssia had gone
for a late nigh walk in the moonlight and had come across the
couple making love on the beach. Silently they had backed up just
enough to watch without being seen.
For about twenty minutes they watched moonlight reflect
off their sweaty bodies as the much older man relentlessly fucked
his younger companion. Alyssia was so engrossed in the spectacle a
few dozen yards away that she didn’t feel it at first when Stephen
slipped her short skirt up over her ass. It was only the cool
evening breeze against her tightly trimmed pussy that gave her a
moments warming before she felt the head of her fiancee’s cock
pressing against her.
Alyssia had to bite down to keep from crying out as Stephen
began to slide in and out of her. It was only a few minutes before
he climaxed inside of her, but coupled with the action in front of
her, it was enough to give her a small orgasm as well.
Later when they’d gotten back to their own cabin, they’d had
a much longer encore - with a much more fulfilling finish.
"Oh that was exciting." she purred as she pressed her face
against his broad chest and kissed it.
"Why don’t we go inside and get cleaned up." Stephen
suggested. "Wash all this sand off of us."
The sudden change of subject brought a little pout to
Alyssia’s face. She wanted to play, not wash. Then a smile
returned when she remembered how much fun it was to do both.
No sooner had they stepped inside when Alyssia quickly
stripped out of her bathing suit. She loved making a little show of
it every time she undressed in front of her love. She bent over and
wiggled her ass as she pulled down her bikini bottom. Then she
reached back and undid the clasp of her top, letting the thin
material drop to the floor. She ran her fingers across her 34 inch
breasts, tweaking her nipples.
"Like anything you see, big boy?" she asked in her most
seductive voice.
‘Hmm, everything on the menu looks very good." Stephen
relied as he stepped out of his own swimming suit and stepped up
to her.
"Well I can certainly see that the sausage looks very
appetizing this afternoon. she laughed back as she pressed her
womanhood against his hard cock.
"You have such a sausage fetish, I sometimes wonder how
you stay a vegetarian." Stephen said as he hugged her.
"Well I guess it’s cause I only taste it but don’t swallow."
she replied.
Stephen gave her a disbelieving look.
"All right, I do swallow." she laughed.
The gentle splash of running water soothed the lovers as
they washed each other in the tiny shower. It was a tight fit but
neither was complaining. Alyssia was drawing circles across the
soapy matted hair on Stephen’s chest. He in turn ran a soapy hand
up and down her back, from her slender neck to the crack of her
ass.
"So now do I get my prize?" Alyssia asked as she slid her
hand down across his stomach to his crotch.
"Very soon." Stephen said as his hand slid between her legs
and traced the out line of her pussy.
"Hmmmm" Alyssia responded.
Just as the two of them were beginning to really get into it,
a loud knock came from the door. Stephen immediately stopped
what he was doing and started to step out of the shower.
"Where do you think you’re going?" Alyssia asked in a
mixture of anger and disappointment.
"To answer the door." Stephen said innocently.
"You’re kidding." Alyssia said.
"Trust me." he smiled as he wrapped a large towel around
his large frame. "Dry yourself off and come on out. "You said you
were anxious for your prize." He added before disappearing out
the cloth curtain that served as the bathroom door.
"This had better be something a lot better than room
service." Alyssia said quietly to herself as she quickly dried
herself off.
A large bath towel wrapped around her, Alyssia stepped out
into the small combination living room/bedroom. The first thing
she noticed was a large collapsible table had been set up in the
center of the room. She had been in enough health clubs to
recognize it as a massage table.
Standing behind the table was a tall auburn haired woman
laying out a sheet across the table. She was dressed in a starched
white outfit, the kind that nurses and health professions wore the
world over. Although her blouse was opened far wider than any
nurse Alyssia had ever met. Then again, this was the tropics. Her
smooth skin was naturally tan, made even more so by the constant
sun in this part of the world. She had a lean athletic build, coupled
with long equally lean legs that seemed perfect for the white
stockings they were wrapped in. Her name, Alyssia would later
learn was Michelle and she was from Belize.
"What’s this?" Alyssia asked.
"Your prize." Stephen said with a grin.
"My prize?" she repeated, somewhat confused.
"Well you’re always saying how much you love it when I give
you a massage." Stephen explained. "So I thought you’d really love
it if you got one from a professional."
Alyssia forced a smile. Of course she’d have professional
massages before, he had to have know that. Didn’t Stephen realize
that what she loved about his massages was that they inevitably
ended with a hot lovemaking session. Oh well, she guessed she
could wait until after the massage.
"Would Madam like to put on something or are you
comfortable in the nude?" The masseuse asked in a crisp British
accent.
Alyssia glanced down at her towel wrapped body. She never
had any problem with nudity so it seems a silly question. Pulling the
seam of her improvised sarong, she caused it to fall apart and let it
drop to the floor.
Alyssia didn’t notice the slight smile of approval that
appeared on Michelle’s face as she watched the bounce of the
smaller woman’s breasts as she stepped over to the collapsible
table and climbed face down on it. She adjusted the small pillow
beneath her head and closed her eyes. Alyssia took a deep breath
and let her body go limp. If Stephen went to all this trouble she
might as well enjoy.
Stephen, on the other hand, had settled into one of the
overstuffed arm chairs on the other side of the room and was
leafing through one of the resort’s complimentary newspapers. If
Alyssia had looked carefully enough, she would have seen his eyes
lift every few seconds to watch her on the table.
"Mmmm, that does feel nice." Alyssia thought to herself as
she felt the first touch of Michelle’s soft hands as they ran up and
down the small of her back. Her touch was so different from
Stephen’s, but just as nice.
"Would Madam prefer powder or oil? Michelle asked as she
gently rubbed Alyssia’s shoulders.
"Oh oil, definitely." Alyssia replied, her eyes still tightly
closed.
Michelle stepped back from the table and reached to a small
electric heater she had brought with her. Carefully she removed a
small cup of warm baby oil from it and gently spread it across the
prone woman’s body.
The sudden warmth against her skin sent a surge of
excitement through Alyssia’s body. Warm oil against her skin was
one of her favorite sensations in the whole world. She opened one
eye to look at Stephen, only to find that he still seemed to be
engrossed in his paper.
Gliding along Alyssia’s now slippery body, Michelle’s fingers
moved up her side and brushed against the edge of her breasts.
The pressure of her fingers produced a slight tingle as Michelle
pushed her fingers between Alyssia’s body and the table. For a
brief moment, the tips of her fingers played against Alyssia’s
nipples. Just as quickly they retreated. The encounter had been
so brief that Alyssia hadn’t even had time to consider that it was
the first time her breasts had been touched by another woman.
Her fingers spread out as far as they could, Michelle ran
them down Alyssia’s back and across the cheeks of her ass. She
continued down her long, smooth legs, always applying just the
right amount of pressure in all the right places. After working on
the soles of her feet for a few moments, she reversed her odyssey
and began working her way upward once more.
Alyssia sighed out loud again as she felt a fresh application
of warm oil against her ass. Michelle’s nimble fingers slid down
between her cheeks and made a brief contact with the core of
Alyssia’s sexuality. This time the young woman was immediately
aware of the brief touch as it produced an effect much like that
of a match to a small puddle of gasoline. Few men had ever
touched her there and never a woman. A small part of her hoped
Michelle would do so again.
Alyssia didn’t have to hope for long because after rubbing
the soft flesh of her ass cheeks a few more time, Michelle reached
down between her legs and this time she pressed four fingers
against the outer walls of her pussy.
Alyssia’s blue eyes shot open but she didn’t move. This was
no accidental touch. The masseuse was rubbing her pussy.
Glancing in Stephen’s direction, she noted that he was still reading.
Part of her felt like she should say something, put a stop to
Michelle’s actions. Another part told her to just lay there, keep
quiet and enjoy the feeling. And a very nice feeling it was.
If Alyssia could somehow step out of her body and look at
the tableau from her fiancee’s perspective, she would see nothing
amiss. Michelle’s left hand was still moving across Alyssia’s body at
a rapid pace while the real action produced by her right hand was
hidden from view.
By this time, Michelle had worked two fingers up into
Alyssia’s pussy and was pumping them in and out as fast as she
could. Alyssia had now closed her eyes again and was biting down
to keep from making any sounds. She knew it was a dangerous
game she was playing, not sure what Stephen’s reaction would be if
he knew. Yet at he same time, it was one of the most forbidding
and exciting things she had ever done. There was no way now she
could stop it.
Finally, it was impossible to keep silent any longer as she felt
an orgasm overtake her. The tiny sparks radiating from Michelle’s
two fingers buried deep inside of her spread outward, increasing in
intensity as they moved. It was only a tiny climax, but a good one
never the less. It was only after the small quake had subsided
that Alyssia realized that there was no way that Stephen could’ve
mistaken the moans that had accompanied it for anything but what
they were.
Hesitantly, the woman on the table opened her eyes as she
felt Michelle gently withdraw her fingers. Looking over in
Stephen’s direction, she was surprised to see him sitting there
with a wide smile on his face.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" he asked.
"You son of a bitch!" Alyssia shot back. "You knew all along."
"But did you enjoy it?" Stephen asked again, the broad smile
on his face answering her question.
"Yes....I did." Alyssia finally admitted, her false anger
fading quickly.
Many times, late at night while they were laying in bed after
a energetic love making session, they had tossed around the idea of
Alyssia and another woman. Perhaps even a threesome with all of
them. But it had never gone beyond idle fantasy. Whether it was
from lack of opportunity or lack of nerve she wasn’t sure. Right
now, she was very glad that her lover had played this trick on her.
By now, Stephen had moved over next to her on the table
and kissed her passionately. His large hand cupped her breast and
gave it a playful squeeze. Standing a few feet away, Michelle
watched approvingly.
"If you want," he said to his love. "We can take this a little
further." he said. But only if you want to?" he added.
Alyssia glanced over her shoulder at Michelle who was just
standing there, a grin on her face. Stephen had found a woman
who fit exactly the image that had appeared in Alyssia’s secret
fantasies.
"The two of us?" she asked, indicating Michelle and herself.
"Or all three of us?"
"Which ever you prefer." Stephen replied. "It’s your gift.
I’ll even go out for a walk if you’d prefer."
"No, I want you to be here with me ." she replied. "But if
it’s OK, I’d just like it to be me and Michelle - at least for a start."
"What ever you want." was his reply.
"And I think I’d like to take it over to the bed." Alyssia
added. "This table really isn’t that comfortable."
Stephen laughed and stepped back away from the table.
Michelle moved to take his place and took Alyssia’s hand in her own.
No words were exchanged. She gently stroked Alyssia’s shoulder
length hair and leaned down to kiss her. The pressure of her lips
against Alyssia’s own was one the most erotic sensations of her
young life. Her first sexual kiss with another woman. When she
felt the touch of the tall woman’s tongue sliding between her lips
she thought she might faint. But she managed to control her
excitement and opened her lips just enough to admit the offering.
For a brief moment she took the time to admit to herself how
much she wanted this and also how very lucky she was to have a
lover who was so secure in their relationship as to allow her to live
out her fantasy.
Michelle broke the kiss and taking Alyssia in hand, led her
to the bed. Stephen returned to his comfortable oversized chair,
which also had a commanding view of the bed.
As Alyssia propped herself up on the pillows, Michelle stood
at the foot of the bed and began to slowly strip. Carefully, she
reached behind herself and pulled down the zipper of her white
dress. Once pulled all of the way down, it was easy for her to
simply let it fall off of her body.
Beneath the bright white uniform, Michelle wore a pair of
equally bright white bra and panties. Matching white stockings
covered her long legs, ending only at the clasps of a white garter.
Against the dark tan of her skin it was a very striking contrast.
The small, simple bra did little to conceal Michelle’s breasts
and the absence of tan lines made it obvious that she sunbathed in
the nude. Nimble fingers undid the clasp between the cups and her
very round mounds popped free.
Her nipples were very dark, made more so by their constant
exposure to the sun. Small stubby tips capped each mound, and
the Belizen woman reached up and ran her long slender fingers
across each breast, rubbing her thumbs across the nipples.
Alyssia watched in admiration as she stroked her own
breasts. It wasn’t the first time she had enjoyed watching a
woman disrobe, but it had been the first time she’d been able to do
so openly. She glanced over in Stephen’s direction for a brief
moment and saw that he too was enjoying her little show, especially
because he now had his own towel open and was lightly stroking his
cock.
Michelle removed her panties but left on her garter and
stockings. As she climbed onto the bed, Alyssia got her first real
good look between her legs and realized that the darker skinned
woman was totally hairless there.
No sooner had Michelle joined Alyssia on the bed, she spread
the smaller woman’s legs apart and began to kiss her way up her
thighs. When she came to her still wet pussy, the auburn haired
woman kissed to the right and left of it and then planted a long
lingering kiss on the center of her mound.
Alyssia jumped just a little as she felt the touch of
Michelle’s wet tongue against her clit. The thrill of it had been so
unexpected. Then after a second oral caress, her new lover
continued upward. She was a little disappointed that Michelle
hadn’t lingered there, but was sure she would return.
Michelle reached up and ran her hands across Alyssia’s
breasts, rubbing her fingers against the pink aureoles. That simple
touch sent a powerful rush through Alyssia’s body. Alyssia’s skin
felt warm to the touch, as if it had absorbed the heat of the oil
that had been so recently applied to it.
Michelle immediately replaced the touch of her fingers with
that of her tongue, passionately covering both mounds with kisses.
Her tongue played with the now fully erect nipples before taking
the hard nubs into her mouth. An action that caused Alyssia to
moan softly.
"Oh that feels nice." Alyssia gushed as Michelle moved to
her other breast, at the same time still caressing the first breast
with her hand.
Michelle's touch was so unlike that of Stephen’s. In fact she
couldn't compare it to any of the men that she'd been intimate
with. It may have only been the excitement of being with a woman,
but she felt like it was the most gentle she had ever felt.
Michelle continued to suckle at Alyssia’s breasts as she
reached down and rubbed her fingers against the moist mound
between the darker haired woman’s legs. Alyssia responded by
shifting to a position that gave Michelle greater access.
Her response to the invitation was first one finger, then a
second, deep inside Alyssia’s love canal. It wasn't long before her
ministrations once more brought forth a wet, sweet response that
covered her fingers.
Shifting her own position, Michelle pressed her own breasts
against Alyssia’s and rubbed both sets of nipples together. The
soft feel of hot flesh against flesh was enticing for both women.
Alyssia now tried to duplicate Michelle's skill with her
tongue as she lifted one large breast to her lips. Of course she
didn't have Michelle’s skill, but she had tried this on a boy or two.
At least those who didn't freak at the idea. For some
reason, guys seemed to associate having their nipples licked or
someone playing with their ass with homosexual acts, even if a girl
did it. That was one of the things she loved about Stephen, he had
none of those sexual hang ups.
Her mouth now sought out the dark breasts before her and
began to suck on them in earnest. As with everything else about
this encounter, the newness and forbidden fruit aspect of each
action drove her to excel at it. Her roving tongue covering them
with wetness, Michelle shivered at the touch of Alyssia’s lips on
her smooth flesh as her tongue teased Michelle's large nipples.
Each lick bringing them to a new hardness. Then her lips closed on
them and every bite and nibble sent waves through Michelle,
causing her to emit soft moans. Moans which brought great joy to
Alyssia.
She put everything she had into it as Michelle gave her yet
another reassuring moan. Michelle's fingers continued to slide in
and out of Alyssia as she moved to Michelle’s other breast.
After giving Alyssia the time she needed to satisfy her
mammary urges, Michelle replaced the breasts pressed against her
lips with that of her own mouth. Alyssia had always enjoyed the
times she’d had the opportunity to kiss another woman. But they
had always been sisterly kisses, exchanged between girlfriends
with no more meaning then that of two guys shaking hands. There
was no way to describe what Michelle and she had already shared
and what was to follow as anything but a sexual act.
With a sudden intensity, Michelle grabbed Alyssia and kissed
her as hard as she could. This time there was a fiery passion in her
actions as her tongue became an aggressor, exploring the interior
of Alyssia’s mouth.
For a handful of minutes they exchanged long, moist, kisses,
their tongues slipping back and forth. Then just as unexpectedly,
Michelle again quickly changed her position, this time placing her
hairless pussy only inches above Alyssia’s face.
The scent of Michelle's womanhood filled Alyssia nostrils,
making her slightly lightheaded. She parted her new lover's lips
with her fingers and reached out for her first taste of another
woman.
She'd never been this close to another woman’s sexuality.
Countless nights over the years she had wondered about what it
would be like to taste another woman, now it seemed like the most
natural thing in the world.
She reached out and parted the wet lips with her fingers,
moving her tongue between them, driving it deep inside. She closed
her eyes as she savored the taste, a taste she had never known
before.
Encouraged, Alyssia moved her pulsating mouth closer and
sought out Michelle's clit. She alternated between her finger and
her tongue, driving Michelle wilder with each stroke. A rhythm
quickly developed as Michelle reached down and held Alyssia’s head
between her legs, then lurched forward with each movement of her
neophyte lover's tongue.
"Not yet." Michelle said as she pulled her mound away from
Alyssia’s eager tongue. They were the first words she had spoken
since they begun.
Michelle crawled down to the bottom of the bed and once
more replaced her talented fingers with her even more talented
tongue. Losing herself in the renewed cascade of delight, Alyssia
didn’t notice as Michelle motioned to Stephen.
Alyssia’s first awareness that there were now three of them
on the bed was when she felt a second set of hands caressing her
sensitive breasts. She looked up and saw a now totally nude
Stephen kneeling next to her on the side of the bed. A smile filled
her face, produced by the combination of the delightful sensations
emanating from between her legs as well as the love she had for
the man before her and the gift he had given her.
Alyssia guided Stephen to a straddling position where she
could take his manhood into her mouth. As exciting as it had been
to service Michelle orally, there was nothing she enjoyed more
than the feel of Stephen’s cock in her mouth.
Even as his cock slid in and out of his fiancee’s mouth,
Stephen watched in fascination as Michelle continued to lick
Alyssia’s pussy. It was the first time he’d ever seen anything like
that outside of a porn movie. The fact that the woman being
licked was his own love was an added excitement.
"Let’s move onto the floor and change places." Alyssia said
as she let his hard cock slip from her mouth. "This bed’s getting
crowded."
Quickly they changed places, with Stephen laying flat across
the soft carpet. Alyssia wasted no time in climbing atop him and
once more taking his cock into her mouth. Behind her, Michelle
went down to her knees and parted Alyssia’s cheeks, continuing to
orally minister to her at a new angle.
The familiar warm and wet sensation around his cock quickly
sent a sense of relaxation throughout his body. As was his habit,
he laid back his head and closed his eyes, allowing the tiny waves of
delight to wash over his body. A smile filled his face as he
considered the idea that he was at the end of an erotic connection
- from Michelle to Alyssia to him.
Alyssia loved the feel of Stephen’s cock as it slid back and
forth between her lips. There were times that she loved giving
head even more than fucking. The gentle lapping between her legs
spurred her on to an even greater effort.
"God, this woman has a golden tongue." Alyssia thought as
she felt the wet appendage rub against a sensitive spot.
In response the blue eyed woman pressed back, pushing the
darker skinned woman’s face harder against her pussy. The effect
was almost instantaneous as a sudden jolt of ecstasy ripped up
through her body.
"Mmmmm" she moaned, her words muffled by the hardness
that filled her mouth.
A sudden idea popped into her head and she reached back
for Michelle. With a motion of her hand, she conveyed her
intention. A nod of her head gave Michelle’s consent.
Lost in a sense of bliss, it took a moment for Stephen to
realize that the comforting feel of Alyssia’s mouth around his cock
was gone. Then just as quickly it returned. Or at least he thought
it had. It wasn’t until he felt a second tongue run alongside the
bottom of his balls that he opened his eyes and looked down.
"Holy Shit!" he mentally exclaimed, afraid that if he spoke
out loud it would all fade as if it was a dream.
A look of astonishment filled his face as the young man
looked down and saw that the lips now wrapped around his cock
belonged to Michelle. It was quickly apparent that the auburn
haired woman didn’t have Alyssia’s skill as a cocksucker, but the
excitement of having another woman suck him more than made up
for it. That she was doing it at the direction of his lover made it
even more exciting.
The two woman now shared his hard, saliva covered cock,
passing it from mouth to mouth. Small kisses were exchanged as
they did, their tongues performing a graceful ballet as they
caressed each other as well as his warm flesh.
Taking her turn with Stephen in her mouth, Alyssia felt a
familiar tremor at the base of his cock. She knew it signaled that
he was so very close to a climax.
One again, she let his cock slide from her eager mouth.
Shifting her supple body, Alyssia climbed atop of him and taking
his manhood in hand, guided his hardness to her very wet cunt. She
held his thick cockhead at the entrance walls of her womanhood
and paused a moment. Looking into his eyes she mouthed the
words - I love you.
Positioned behind her, Michelle reached forward and played
her hands across Alyssia’s breasts, stroking her erect nipples. She
pressed her own hard tips into the small of Alyssia’s back and
rubbed them up and down.
Dropping an inch, Alyssia eased his cockhead inside her. It
slid effortlessly, quickly covered by the heavy lubrication Michelle
had produced through her efforts. Then in a quick motion she
dropped all the way and took him totally within her.
Stephen sighed at the sudden envelopment of his manhood.
The wet pressure around it brought a smile of satisfaction to his
face. As Alyssia began to move up and down on his pole, the
sensations grew in intensity. Bracing her hands against the floor,
Alyssia began to rise and drop with an ever increasing frequency.
Faster and faster, she pumped, creating a suction that was drawing
the life out of his cock.
As Stephen drifted in a fog of pleasant sensations, Alyssia
decided that it was only fair that they include the third member
of their trio. She tilted her head back and kissed Michelle,
whispering a suggestion as she did. The warm smile that grew from
Michelle’s lips showed a delightful agreement.
Releasing her embrace of Alyssia, Michelle climbed atop
Stephen in a position that had her facing Alyssia as she pressed
her pussy against his face. To his credit he immediately knew what
was happening and reached out with his tongue and began to
explore her pussy. Unlike Alyssia, Stephen was no stranger to
cunnilingus and put all his considerable talents in that area to the
test.
Even as Stephen’s darting tongue continued Michelle on the
road to orgasm, Alyssia reached out and took the other woman’s
breasts in her hands and massaged them as well. In addition, she
leaned forward and pressed her lips against hers. She seemed to
want to kiss this woman every chance she got.
They rocked back and forth, the three of them locked in a
erotic race to orgasm. It didn’t take long for them to establish a
rhythm so that each benefited from the fullest of the rest’s
attentions. Leaning forward, Alyssia ran her tongue and lips across
Michelle’s breasts, savoring the sweetness found there. Then, just
as easily, she would arch back and Michelle would partake of her
own charms.
Pinned beneath the two women, unable to watch their
sapphoric embraces, Stephen could only continue to service both
their cunts with his cock and tongue. Not that he would’ve had the
slightest complaint if he could have managed a word edgewise. One
of his and Alyssia’s favorite games was to restrain the other while
performing a sexual act on them. The feel of two woman pressed
against him as they used him for their gratification was enough to
send him to seventh heaven.
It was hard to tell which of the three climaxed first, but
each eruption was close enough to blend into the next.
The two woman held each other tightly, their mouths
pressed together, their tongues intertwined. Cascading waves of
orgasmic energy caused both of them to shiver and quake, the
passion of the violent release reflected in each other’s arms.
Stephen in turn could feel the sudden contractions of both
women, the increased wetness against his face and the tightness
around his cock. A surge of pleasure radiated out from his
manhood as he felt his juices explode outward from his balls and up
into his lover. At the same time, he could taste the delightful
eruption of Michelle’s own climax, covering his lips and tongue with
sweet nectar.
It was over in moments, but they were moments that would
last forever in memory. Alyssia and Michelle collapsed in each
other’s arms and laid next to Stephen’s prone form. The three
lovers laid there, covered in the juices of fulfillment. Gently they
caressed each other’s bodies, trading soft kisses as they did.
Finally, Alyssia kissed Michelle a final time and then
Stephen. She then pressed her two lovers together and for the
first and only time, Stephen kissed Michelle. It was an act that
brought their little adventure to a close. Anything else would be
anticlimactic.
A few minutes later, Michelle silently rose and gathered up
her things. Dressing quickly, she gave a final smile and left the two
lovers to each other’s attention. In the morning they would return
to the States and the lives that they’d left there. Yet a small part
of them would always remain in this tropical paradise.
END
(c) Ann Douglas 1996
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