A FRENCH THREESOME WITH AMIE – PART TWO To enjoy the story to the full, please go to Part One by using key word AMIE on the search button. I had been away in Portugal playing a Pro-Am charity golf tournament, regularly calling home to catch up on my Wife Jenny’s girl on girl relationship with French student Amie. As I had guessed on my departure the two lovers had been sharing our bed while I was away which did not cause me any concern. In fact it had several benefits as I do not like Jenny being alone at night. On arrival back in UK the instruction from Jenny was to call her 15 minutes before arrival at the house. Clearly the girls were planning a surprise. I followed the instruction, entered the house to see a note which read . . . take a shower then join us on the big bed (we have a queen size bed). I obeyed – liberally dispensing volumes of fragrant shower gel. The door to the master suite was slightly open and from the sound of soft gasps of passion I guessed the girls were already enjoying some cheeky foreplay. I was stark naked. It is difficult to express how I feel walking from the shower room towards a bedroom in which two very attractive, likeminded females are prepared to share their bodies with me. From being semi erect on leaving the shower my cock was now a horizontal specimen of hard, hot flesh. I smiled, it looked like a signpost pointing to way to paradise. I boldly walked into the bed room Jenny and Amie were sprawled on the bed busy fingering each other’s pussy. They too were naked except for Amie who was wearing a gold chain around her very trim waist. I do find adornments like this, and ankle chains most sexy. The girls sprung up, ran towards, laughing and shrieking and hugged me in an embrace we have enjoyed before where a frenzy of French kissing with 3 avid tongues wrestle each other in the most intimate way. Try it. It is awesome. My arms around the girls my hands enjoying the soft skin of their shapely bottoms – one 25 and the other 40 years old but both lovely to the touch, my cock was being slowly wanked and my balls gently caressed and an occasional finger poking my bum hole. Amie started giggling and asked Jenny if they should tell me about their plan. Apparently while I was away they had been thinking up ideas for sex games to be tried out on my return home. Jenny explained that the first was for me. They called it Lick, Lick, Lollipop which set them both off laughing as Amie explained that the objective was to bring me to orgasm by sucking my cock, without any touching by hands – only lips and tongue. Jenny told me to set my stop watch. A split second and virtually in unison the girls dropped to their knees, two warm wet mouths brushed my shaft, I gasped and what came next became a blur of nerve jangling excitement of cock worship by two adoring females. Jenny had been an expert at oral love making since we met. Obviously while I was away she had been briefing Amie, telling her how to use her oral skills to make me happy. Difficult to describe, the sensations of being sucked off by two eager mouths were sensational. My legs went weak, my stomach muscles took on a mind of their own. Without prompting I began to buck forward in a face fucking motion. I looked down as the two took turns to swallow my vein swollen length, their tongues playing with my bell end, lips tracing the full length and mouths sucking at my cum heavy balls . . . every second a new sensation was racing to my brain warning me I was about to cum. My smart watch showed 4 minutes 35 seconds and I was about to give the girls what they were gagging for. My shaky voice cried out the fateful words that herald an orgasm. I felt an urge which started in me feet, rose rapidly upwards to my thighs and spread into my lions. I heard myself utter a series of guttural grunts The girls giggled, I felt one of them suck extra hard on my twitching cock and the next thing I remember is my cock exploding and seeing a continuous stream of thick white fluid spurt forth. Not individual wads of stuff as usual. This was a stream! My mind turned to the fact that a week away from the girls and abstinence from sex must be the reason for the volatile eruption? Words of delight came from Amie and Jenny. Their faces were coated with a film of the sticky goo. Their hair, and shoulders glinted with the ricochets from the eruption. They were begging for their share. Mouth open, tongues extended. Smiling. Afterwards I recalled Jenny’s head jerking backwards as the airborne stream of jizz hit her forehead, she gasped and then grinned in total satisfaction. Since meeting my wife 5 years ago, I quickly realised that she was best described as a cum lover who like many women take huge pleasure from bringing off their men especially when the ejaculation is visible as in wanking or oral sex. Jenny has always taken pleasure from wanking me off over her breasts – making my cock shoot out its precious content like a Roman candle - and watching the stuff bombard her body with its Pearl like droplets of creamy cum. Then she would rub the slippery goo into her trimmed patch of pubic hair. It demonstrates her power to give pleasure. It suits me too! I joined the girls on the sheepskin rug. Jenny was swapping mouthfuls of foaming cum allowing it to drip on Amie’s out stretched tongue. I scooped up pools of shiny liquid, spreading it over their tits, lubricating their erect nipples. Jenny kissed me on the lips, praising me for the amazing heavy load I had given them. I tasted my own cum. Amie took hold of my still firm cock and kissed it, giggled in her oh-so sexy French accent and said what a good boy I was. She then turned to Jenny asking her to tell me the name of the next fun game. Grinning cheekily Jenny explained the new game was for the girls and called Lick, Lick Clit. That was the prompt for Amie to sit in the big leather armchair and recline. Her legs wide open as in 10 to 2 on the clock. Jenny slipped in between the open legs kneeling on the floor and dived into Amie’s moist ready pussy. I guessed what I should do, and laid back on the rug, slipped my head between Jenny’s legs so my mouth was beneath her pussy. As before, no hands just lips and tongue with the objectives of a race to see which girl reached orgasm first. The noise in the room was like a dozen cats purring. Jenny pressed her pussy firmly on my face. I reckon I am reasonable good at pussy loving – so I have been told. I have a very firm active tongue and sucking motion. Jenny’s juices mixed with my saliva were dripping on my face. Her body was shaking and from her moans and gasps I thought she was close to cumming. Clearly I was wrong as seconds later Amie screamed out the sounds of gratification as Jenny’s oral skills took her over the top. Jenny got up and hugged her feminine playmate. I joined them. My Viagra infused cock was rigid again much to Jenny’s delight who demanded I fuck her. She wanted my cock inside her with Amis licking her clit at the same time. Back on the sheepskin rug. A cushion under Jenny’s hips. Down on my knees. My cock slid oh so easily into Jen’s soaking pussy. Amie knelt close, her head hovered over Jen’s pussy then her tongue found its target and lapped at her clit determined to please her mistress. I have always adored fucking my wife but never dreamed of having my cock sucked at the same time as another woman’s tongue lapped at the juices oozing from Jenny’s pussy and on my cock as it slid back and forth on its journey to make Jen cum. The noise in the room told the story. Three likeminded people in the motions of lovemaking. Each achieving a momentum of giving and receiving sexual pleasure. I raised the game, fucking her hard and deep. Jenny’s eyes were shut tight. I saw her mouth fall open as the cry of impending orgasm filled the air. Her body arched, shaking vigorously. I saw tiny tears run down her cheeks, she held Amie’s head, pressed down tightly to her pussy and my cock. . and then collapsed on to the rug gasping and quietly sobbing. Her open legs gave a tempting view of her glistening puffy pink pussy lips. I could not stop myself gently running a finger from top to bottom, collecting some creamy substance and smearing it on Jen’s lips. We kissed. Amie joined us in the embrace. My cock, stick with love juice pressed between two warm, soft, luscious female bodies. It was time for game number three. The girls called it Hole in One – since I am a pro golfer. Amie spread herself on the rug. I was told to straddle her hips, my horizontal cock, gently swaying, pointing up her body. Jen got down beside me, the feeling of her soft hand encircling my shaft made me twitch. She commenced to gently wank me off. Smiling, she knew she was in charge. The game was for me to ejaculate and for her to point my cock to deliver its happy load into Amie’s awaiting mouth, and also to land cum drops on her nipples and fill her belly button with any residue. It was a game in which the two could get the thrill of making achieve his ejaculation and shoot his load and watching it anoint their body. Her grip on my cock tightened, her wrist action increased. I held her close to me tightly. Her arm sneaked around my back and a finger was gently pushed into my puckered bum hole. She accomplished her wish. The girls yelped with glee. Each grunt and body action from me sent a series of healthy looking creamy spunk parcels winging their way to an excited Amie. The first delivered a hole in one as she caught it on a tongue and it ricshayed into her mouth, to great acclaim from Jenny. For me it was like watching in slow motion . . . each spurt of thick cream breaking in the air to splash down and slide along soft skin. There were trickles running off Amie’s tits and to finish off Jenny made me position myself over Amie so that she could squeeze my softening cock to get the last drops of cum to drip into Amie’s navel. We all laughed and in our accustomed way, hugged each other and exchanged love and kisses. My return from Portugal was a memorable one!