3 cocks for C, or was it 4
Read my previous tale 3 Cocks for C
My recent telling of an experience we had many years ago, had taken place over several hours, and by the time C had drained us all of cum, she was, quite literally fucked.
When Paul and Nat went, she wanted me to “reclaim her”
(She always wanted me to do this, assuring me that she loved me, and that it was just sex, nothing to do with love.)
I had to be very gentle with her, we’d all got carried away, and her neck, breasts, and belly were covered with love bites. Her fanny swollen and tender.
Her cunt was overflowing with spunk, it was an amazing feeling as she got on top of me, and slid onto my cock.
I knew I wasn’t going to cum, I just enjoyed her gentle fucking, and the warm cum oozing out, down around my bollocks.
The next morning she couldn’t walk properly.
We were laughing about it. Cum was just oozing out of her, I couldn’t resist having a sticky feel, teasing her clit till she came.
We were due to go out on business with my pal.
He’d been the first guy to join us in a threesome, and had been the only one for several years, until he had a crisis of conscious, and felt he’d cheated on his wife for too long.
Due to C’s difficulty in walking, and also due to the love bites on her neck, it was decided I’d go alone..
Well B wanted to know where my wife was..
I muttered and stuttered, in the end, I told him the truth, she couldn’t walk properly cos of the sex we’d enjoyed the afternoon before.
“Let’s go and see her” he insisted, “we can go when we’ve done what we’ve got to do”
Just after noon, we got to our house.
C was still in bed. I called upstairs, asking if she wanted a drink.
Together B and I walked in the bedroom, he had her drink in his hand.
He very nearly dropped it as he saw her lying naked on the bed.
She was propped up on the pillows, legs spread, a towel under her arse, a big damp patch on it…her cunt red, open, and leaking.
“What the fuck” She said, hastily pulling the sheet over her nakedness.
B, just grinned, “hello darlin’, no need to coverup for me, you know I like what you’ve got”
She was bright red, I’d never seen her embarrassed before.
“He tells me you’ve been having a bit too much cock and can’t walk” he laughed,
“Is that right”
“Bastard “ she said,looking at me..
I shrugged, “he kept on, wanted to know if you was ok, it’s the only way he’d shut up’
He passed her drink, it was a gin and tonic..”it’s a bit early for this, isn’t it” she said.
B said, “it’s a stiff one too, I know you like that”
We all laughed.
We sat either side of her on the bed.
“You can’t do that” she said, “it’s pulling the sheet to tight”
We lifted up and she pulled the sheet around her, it fell, leaving her breasts uncovered.
“Fucking hell, love, they made a mess of them, didn’t they”
And he started to gently stroke her breasts.
Her nipples reacted immediately…
“There’s some moisturiser on the dresser B, use that, but be gentle “
He didn’t need asking twice.
He covered her breasts with the cooling cream.
Carefully he massaged her breasts, then her neck and shoulders.
“Mmm B, that’s nice. Her nipples were sticking out, looking very suckable”
He bent to do just that..
“No…they’re too tender”
Between us, we pulled the sheet from her body..
“Oh no, not again “ she groaned…”just be gentle, I’m quite tender down there”
They were kissing now.
Her hands were at his waistband, then his fly.
He was leaning over her, holding himself up, so I pulled his trousers and boxers down and his cock sprang free. I heard my wife gasp in pleasure as she gripped hold of it.
“Get on your knees” B growled “ I’m not fucking you in that pool of spunk”
She turned over, on her knees and spread her legs.
We could see her cunt, it was inflamed and her lips open, dripping spunk from the previous evening’s excesses.
“Be gentle “
He was behind her, and shuffling forward, presenting his cock,
“Stop there” she commanded, he did and she slowly slid back onto his erection.
I grinned, noting that he was actually kneeling in the pool of spunk.
“Just don’t move” she said, “let me fuck you”
Slowly she started to move back and forth, B’s hands on her hips.
I watched, mesmerised, looking at his cum covered cock, being fucked.
My cock was uncomfortable now, so I stripped off, watching my wife, fuck my best friend.
She was sighing and moaning. Slowly moving back and forth.
He was rigid in cock and body, not moving at all.
I could see cum dripping from her.
“Help him cum” she said, looking at me.
I reached under them, normally I’d have frigged her clit, but instead I cupped his swinging bollocks. They were covered in cum from her previous encounters.
I gently squeezed his balls, as she fucked him…
“Oh fuck that’s nice” they said, almost in union.
My cock was hard and throbbing.
“Wank him off, B, I can’t take the two of you today”
I felt him grab my cock. “Oh fuck” I grunted
She was starting to cum..”is he wanking you” …”yes” I gasped.
I was squeezing his balls, tighter, I knew he wouldn’t be long.
How he remained stationary I don’t know.
“Oh yes” we were all saying that…”gentle, gentle, oh fuck, oh yes, oh my god”
Who said what, I don’t know..what I do know, …we came together.
My spunk, not that there was much, shot across her side.
B thrusting as gently as he could.
She slid forward…
….”urghhh..it’s all wet and sticky, can you change the towel”…
After we talked about, when B was gone, she didn’t agree that she’d had four cocks in one day..
“I had two yesterday, and one today” she reasoned.
“What about mine”….
“Yours doesn’t count, I can always have that”
