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Lauren's Threesome
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"Would you like to do this yourself?" the woman says.
"I have never done it."
"So much the better. Come over here. Lie on the bed, on your stomach, so
your mouth will be near my husband."
I go over. The man is near the bed, and the his sex is about the same
height as the bed. I move over on my hands and knees, and lie with my head near
the man.
"Here is what to do," he says.
"The most important thing is not to touch my penis with your teeth."
"Pretend you are licking some ce cream on a stick," the woman says.
"OK"
"Don't bite the stick," the man says, and smiles.
"Put your mouth around me, and lick me as much as possible with your
tongue, all over. You can breathe, suck, lick, whatever you want. If you are
gifted this way, you will sort of know what to do.."
I am very excited, but somewhat hesitant. I move my face nearer his penis.
Inches from my eyes. It is red, somewhat crimson at the end. It pulses
perceptibly. Beautiful.
"Are you afraid?" the woman says.
No, I'm not afraid. You will see. I open my mouth wide and gulp it in, and
close my lips on it. It fills my whole mouth, warm and vibrant. Alive.
I do what I saw the woman do, moving my face backward and forward, letting his
penis almost leave my mouth and moving my mouth back around it again. This is
strange, but I like it. I get more used to it, and I am very happy to taste
and feel this living penis with my tongue and lips. I move it all the way to
the back of my mouth and begin to lick it all over with my tongue, holding
it fairly strongly with my lips.
"Formidable! You have a marvelous tongue," the man says.
"Hold his penis with your hands, too," his wife advises.
My mouth is too small to take it all in, and I hold the part that is still
outside fairly firmly with my hand, moving it in and out of my mouth. Then
I remember the other part, and take it out and lick it from bottom to top,
and go around it with my tongue. His pubic hair is brown and coarse. It rubs
my face. I rub his penis on my cheeks and kiss him here and there. I touch his
testicles carefully. There is less hair near his navel, which I touch with my
tongue. I put his penis back in my mouth and close my eyes.
I prefer to have it in my mouth. I suck more strongly and lick and lick and
purse my cheeks and move back and forth. How nice. I have found something
wonderful.. I will want to do this again, often.
"Stop," The man says.
I stop, surprised.
"Am I doing something wrong?"
"Oh, no. But I was about to come, and I don't want to do that now."
"Really, you liked it?"
"Yes. You have a marvelous talent."
Marvelous talent. Marvelous tongue. Lots of girls have told me that, but
never a man. I am proud. I want to be a complete woman, sexually, as soon as
possible.
"Let's go to the end of the bed," the woman says, "we have only begun."
She says this as she gently touches my face.
I like both of them...
She leans forward with her back to him, and puts her elbows on the bed. I
see her lovely buttocks in the mirror, fuller than mine, not as hard. As she
leans forward, I see her tan back and the bumps of her spine and the way her
ass begins. Splendid. Her legs are slightly apart, and I see her blond pubic
hair in the mirror. She puts her head on her arms; her breasts touch the fur.
The man moves behind her and puts his penis in her vagina. He enters slowly,
with no apparent effort, and when he is well inside her, he takes hold of her
hips and holds her to him very firmly. He doesn't move forward and backward,
but in a circular way, with his hips. I imagine that this way his penis
touches every part of her inside. I see him begin to caress her in front,
too, with his finger.
"Ohhh..."
The woman is making little noises, sort of cries, as he does this, which
stop sometimes, when the man thrusts his hips forward suddenly. Then she cries
out more intensely, in a satisfied way.
Her large eyes are half closed, but then she looks at me and says:
"Caress yourself, Lauren. I want to see your fingers between your thighs,
while my husband makes love to me. Pretend you are in bed, at night."
Good idea. No need to ask twice. With a certain feeling of exhibitionism, I
move over to her and open my thighs as wide as I can and begin to masturbate
carefully.
The man caresses the woman more quickly, with his middle finger, rubbing
all over her clitoris. He thrusts with his hips more often, shaking the bed.
"Caress youself well," the woman says, "Oh. I am going to come. Stonger,
deeper, cheri. Go, go. Caress yourself, Lauren, I'm coming..."
Now the man moves backward and forward in her with a steady rhythm, fairly
quickly, and his caressing finger is electrified. Her eyes turn up. I stop
masturbating and watch, captivated, until the woman collapses on her stomach
on the bed, her feet on the ground," the man still inside her, his hand between
the bedspread and her stomach.
Very delicately, he takes away his hand and slowly removes his penis. The
woman does not move; her head rests on her left arm. The man is still hard,
and glistens with her liquid. That's good. He has not come. I hope a lot more
will happen tonight.
"Since you seem to like licking me, would you like to do that some more?"
"Yes, very much."
I start to get up.
"No, no. Don't move."
I stay as I am, half sitting up, my head leaning lightly against the head-
board. The man gets up on the bed and walks over to stand above me, with one
foot on each side of me. His penis is nice to look at that way. Then he kneels
down, with his knees on each side of my breasts and his penis about an inch
from my mouth. He puts one arm behind my head and moves it forward until my
lips are touching his sex. I open my mouth, and he moves his hips forward and
puts it in. Now he is holding my head with both hands, and I am immobilized.
"Don't move. Just open your mouth and lick my penis when it is in your
mouth."
The man begins to move forward and backward in my mouth. Exactly as if it
were my vagina, going deep in my throat sometimes. I move my tongue all over,
licking his penis and sucking him hard.
"What a mouth you have. A palace," he says.
He moves in and out more rapidly. His penis becomes very large, and I have
to open my jaws wide. I have a lot in my mouth, but this is nice.
"Do you want to come like this?" his wife asks.
"No, no. But you know, this kid is fabulous."
He continues to go in and out, and I continue to make a sex for him with my
mouth. I breathe as much as I can, each time he withdraws. He slows down.
I close my eyes and feel. A miracle in my mouth. Warm, wonderful darkness
and silence. He moves in and out, sometimes slower, sometimes faster, for a
long time. I don't know how long. I have stopped thinking. I can only feel.
With my mouth. His wonderful, moving, warm penis. The slow rhythm reminds
me of sailboats with large white wings. I cry. He caresses my face. I love
him. I cry some more. I am so happy. After some time, he stops. I look up.
His eyes are closed, and he is totally still. I move my head to take him in
deeper again, but his wife says:
"No. Not yet. The sightest movement..."
The man opens his eyes and relaxes.
"You are marvelous, Lauren."
"Well, cheri, perhaps you would leave Lauren to me while you calm down.
Would you like that Lauren?"
"Yes. Very much." (What a question!)
"OK," the man says, and he gets off the bed and goes to sit in an armchair,
where he can see everything. His penis is still very hard.
The woman lies down with her head near my thighs.
69. I do it often with my girlfriends, and I like it a lot. Now I can show
them what I know...
She takes me by the hips and swings me on top of her, very quickly. She is
bigger than I am. She takes a pillow and puts it under her buttocks and puts
her knees up in the air, around my body, and we are nose to sex.
"You've already done this, I guess."
"Of course."
I feel perfectly at ease with them now, and I talk frankly, with no fear.
"Have you ever tried anal intercourse?" the man says.
"No."
"Would you like to?" his wife says.
"No. I think it would hurt."
"Not really," she says. "And many women have stronger climaxes that way.
Perhaps you are one of them."
They are marvelous temptors. The idea never really occured to me, but now
that they mention it...
"Well, why don't you get busy instead of talking," the man said from the
armchair, where he was gently masturbating.
I get a little crazy. Some things do that to me. I used to ask my boyfriend
to masturbate often, because it excited me a lot. Seeing the man caress his
penis while doing this with his wife is very exciting for me.
The woman puts her tongue in my vagina and moves it around and licks me
very well. Her lips and nose are delightful. She touches me sometimes with her
fingers. I stop watching the man, and put my face between her thighs. She has
a slight odor, different from my girlfriends', which exites me more.
My mouth and nose and chin are surrounded by hair, which covers her sex
completely. I have to use my fingers, and then, there, a very long clitoris
that guards the cave where I will drink from the sweetest of springs...
We play in these springs, very seriously. And laugh. I don't know how many
times, or how long. My orgasm is continuous, as is hers, I know, as she
writhes under me. We go crazy. I move my fingers around in her vagina as I
caress her clitoris with my tongue. I feel the shocks of her orgasms with her
clitoris in my mouth. She puts her finger into my anus, a delicious surprise,
and I hold it tight as it moves all around in me, throwing my senses
off-balance. I do the same, leaving three fingers of my other hand in her
vagina. I have never done this to anyone. You can't think of everything.
I am surprised: once past the entrance, I can move it very freely inside. I
try to do everything I can with it, in this new world.
Her clitoris is still in my mouth and she moves continuously under me,
tasting me constantly, sucking and licking and rubbing and doing things that
feel new to me. She caresses my derriere as I come. And holds me gently, and
pulls me this way and that, and sometimes holds me very firmly with her arms
and legs when I come, which intensifies my climax, as I struggle to thrash
out, without being able to move. I am dimly aware of the weight of the man as
he gets on the bed. The woman takes her finger out of my anus and puts two
fingers in my vagina, moving them rapidly. This excites me even more, taking
me farther away from the world. I continue to work away with my hands and my
mouth.
I feel the man's hand spreading my buttocks. Why? I want them both to do
whatever they want with me. I belong to them...
Now his tongue licks my anus, which feels very sweet, a new kind of
pleasure. He points his tongue and tries to enter me there. And she licks me,
and moves her fingers inside me, and I do the same. And I have a tongue in my
anus, and my finger in the woman's. Mmmmm. I hope this this never ends.
Then the man's tongue leaves and soon I feel his body, pressing against me.
He pushes his hard and warm penis between my buttocks. I want him to put it
in my vagina. Enter me. I nibble the woman's clitoris and move my fingers in
her vagina and move my finger in her anus more and more. She sucks in my
clitoris and licks it quickly and continuously. I have never felt higher.
I feel the man's hand join hers near my vagina, but it does not stay there.
He seems to be wetting his fingers. Take me, soon. I lick frantically now. I
want him inside me. I need him inside me. She had him before, but I haven't had
him yet. Fuck me!
There. He is moving over me. I think he is taking his sex in his hand,
and... but no, he puts a finger in my anus. He puts it in and takes it out,
several times. Not bad, but it's not enough for me now. Fuck me. Put your penis
in me. Why doesn't he understand? And then I realize what he is going to do: my
anus, not my vagina. I am still a virgin there, but not for long. I am so
excited that I feel no fear at all. I want him to take me, there or anywhere
else. The woman said that sometimes the climax is stronger there... Well.
Yes, I feel his penis touching my anus, and I feel the end begin to go in.
Go quickly. I can't wait.
He presses harder and harder. I don't feel any pain. His sex is perfectly
lubricated and seems to slide in by itself. Really, I feel no pain, no
tearing. Now I am complete, sexually. The man goes in very cautiously, and
soon I feel his pelvis and pubic hair touching my buttocks.
"Are you OK?"
"Yes," I say, panting, my mouth in the woman's sex.
This penis in my derriere brings me a certain sense of regeneration, and my
excitement starts over, fresh again. I suck and lick at the woman's sex
furiously and move my finger faster in her anus, imagining what the man is
feeling. The woman's fingers have left my vagina, but her mouth and her
tongue are doing wonderful things to me. Better than I have ever felt before.
What a couple. Now I can say it for sure: You make a beautiful couple.
Now the man moves in me, and I feel something extraordinary: with each
movement I seem to go out of my body. I become another being. My womb is
apotheosis, truth and nirvana. This penis inside me is the instrument of an
ultimate climax, which started with the first movement of the man, one that
will never leave me. It grew slowly in me, and now transcends me. The man moves
faster and faster. I can no longer lick the woman or move my fingers. I stop.
But she continues wonderfully. And his penis moves and moves, tearing out
inarticulate cries of joy. And suddenly, a superclimax comes from some secret
depth and shakes me and carries me away. The man moves very, very fast and
gasps for air. The women licks my clitoris dementedly. I escape the world.
Everything.
The man thrusts very hard, twice, crushing me completely against the
woman's sex, and I scream. I feel the man's sperm jetting within me in bursts.
I grab the fur with my hands and tear at it with my fingernails. I take the
woman's sex in my mouth again, and I am sure that the three of us come
together.
But for me, it is more than a climax. It is beyond that, outside of
everything. I know this. I believe I will never know such a pleasure again.
We stay there together, her sex in my mouth and her lips on my sex and the
man with his penis, still hard, inside me. Its hardness goes away very slowly,
and I keep the heat of his sex inside me for a long time.
We stopped there for the night. We used the time which remained to lie down
together. I was in the middle, and they each held my hands. It was sweet,
very tender. Taking me home, they said they were leaving the next day for
Cameroun, where the man worked. They had been in France for two months.
We exchanged addresses. I write to them at Christmastime, and they write back.
They were more important to me than I was to them--that night they were
everything for me.
--- the end ---
--"Jean-Claude"
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