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The Plan - Day 2 – Rose makes Michael’s Breakfast.

"Michael eats a hearty meal that leaves Rose twitching and trembling"

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I woke early having gone to bed more or less straight after we finished on the patio the evening before.  We both slept well having gone to bed with the taste of cum in our mouths.

I woke up and looked for Rose’s beautiful face on the pillow next to me.  She had gone to sleep the night before with a look of complete satisfaction on her face – almost a smile.  She had certainly fulfilled one of her fantasies last night when she let Michael cum in her pussy – or her “cunt” as she now insists on Michael calling it.  She had also satisfied a second of her fantasies – to restrain and blindfold me and let me listen to her have sex with him.

So where was she?

I needed to pee so I strolled into the large en-suite, expecting to find her there.  But no!  No sign of her.

I pee’d like a racehorse, farted like one as well and walked into the wet room shower.  Wherever she was, I was comfortable that she would come to no harm.  I lathered myself from head to foot and spent some time ‘washing’ the old chap.  He seemed to like being clean because he was standing to attention – much to my surprise – in no time.  I should say that age has taken its toll on me now and it is rare that I get an erection without some help.  Michael, on the other hand, rises to the occasion – and the occasion seems to be Rose simply being in the same city as him.  This is part of the reason I love watching her with him.  He gives her the sort of fucking that I used to when we first met – when my cock was fit to burst just because it was in the same city as Rose.  Alas, it needs its rest nowadays, but my young wife still needs lots of cock.  I do my best, but I sometimes sense that she craves a good hard fuck.

Shower complete, I brush and use mouthwash and then wrap a towel around my waist before walking through to the kitchen.  Michael has a large, open plan kitchen-diner area.  He is there standing by the coffee machine that is making gurgling sounds and filling the room with delicious aromas.

“Good morning” he said “Rose seemed to have a good time last night?”

“She certainly did!  She slept with a smile on her face” I replied.

“Look at her now” he said – nodding towards the patio.  “She has been out there since I woke up”.

I looked out onto the patio.  Rose was lying naked on a sun bed soaking up the early morning sun.  The temperature was already about 30 degrees according to the thermometer in the kitchen and it looked like it would be another scorcher.  The sky was a deep blue, there was no wind, and the birds were singing their heads off.

I walked out onto the patio.  She had the same serene smile on her face that she had gone to sleep with last night and the tips of the fingers of her right hand were gently massaging her clit.  I watched in silence as she used the tip of her index finger to circle the pale pink bud of her ‘little cock’ as I jokingly call it sometimes.  Then she started to gently tap it with the tip of her middle finger.  She arched her back a little and a moan escaped her mouth “both of you.  I want both of you” – barely whispered, almost inaudible, but clear enough to be sure.

“You want both of us to do what?” I asked.

She jumped at the sound of my voice.

“Bloody hell Nick.  You made me jump out of my skin.   How long have you been there?”

“Long enough my beauty.  Good morning” I said as I perched on the edge of the sun bed next to her.

She raised herself up on her elbow and leaned in to kiss me on my belly.

“So, I repeat.  You want both of us to do what?” I said.

“That is a surprise for later.  I have been here planning my day….. and yours, and Michael’s”

“Well, if last night was anything to go by, we are in for a hell of a good time” said Michael as he walked up to us with a tray of coffees and fresh orange juice.

“Aaaah!   Just what I need” I said, taking one of each.  Rose gave me her ‘naughty boy’ look and I quickly passed them to her, before taking one more of each for myself.

Michael sat in a chair opposite the end of the sun bed that we were on.  Rose parted her legs enough for him to have an unfettered view of her ‘cunt’.  She looked at him before saying “You like my cunt, don’t you Michael?  I hope you like my arsehole just as much?”

“Rose, I would live and die in your arsehole if I could” he replied.

“Good to know” she replied before adding “I need to shower.  I stink of last night’s cum.

“Yes you do” I said laughing and then added “and it is exactly how a real woman should smell on such a beautiful morning.

Rose took a long swing of her orange juice before looking at me and asking “Are you good?”  I knew she was asking if I was cool with what had happened last night.  I thought about it for a second.  I had told her that she could do whatever she wanted with Michael this time.  I replied ….

“I am not good – I am perfect.  Last night was an amazing experience.  I told you to push your boundaries and explore your fantasies.  I meant it.   No comebacks and no jealousy – well apart from the fact that Michael’s cock is already hard again”

We looked across and Michael was making a huge tent out of the towel he was wearing.  We all laughed.  Rose was sipping her coffee by now.  I like my coffee still hot so was almost finished with mine.  She was sat up now but leaning back on one hand, coffee in the other, legs astride the sun bed, pussy gaping at Michael.

“You look alike a starving man who is staring at a steak” she said to Michael.  She was right, he was fully focussed on her ‘cunt’ and was almost zoned out by the look on his face.  “You can have it for breakfast if you want.  But do you want it fresh and clean after I shower or will you take it spicy and dirty, right now?”

“I’ll take it any way it comes” he said as he slid onto his knees in front of her.  She passed me her coffee cup and lay back as he moved between her thighs.  From my elevated vantage point in the patio chair, I watched as he moved in to withing a few inches of her crotch.  He inhaled deeply before looking up at me and saying “This is the most beautiful cunt I have ever fucked.  Even this morning, stinking of our sex last night, it still smells delicious”.

“I wonder what it tastes like” she added.  This was new territory.  Rose had never allowed me to go down on her unless she was 100 percent certain that she was clean.  In fact, she wasn’t keen on me going down on her if she had hair on her.  So, to hear her ask him to taste her unwashed, well-fucked cunt, still sticky with the residue of last night’s shagging, was almost shocking.

I watched in amazement as he moved closer, placing a full kiss on her mound.  He then repeated the kiss on her clit – closed mouth, just a very soft kiss of his lips on hers.  He then moved down and licked her from her anus to her clit – one long, slow, firm lick that parted her labia and allowed her juices to leak out.  I watched in amazement as his tongue flicked her clit out from under its hood before jumping free – still attached to her by a string of her sticky honey.

He moved in again.  He licked her repeatedly in the same manner until she was squirming.   Then he went for the hole.  He stuck his tongue out so that I could see it and slowly pushed it inside her.  She moaned loudly, a deep, throaty moan that had something of the jungle about it.  She was in another place.  I might as well have not been there.  The two of them were joined in a perfect unison of purpose – to give her pleasure.  The thing is, I know that Michael was probably loving the act just as much as she was.  He is a confirmed aficionado of cunnilingus – just one of the things we have in common.

Rose was moaning and writhing under the full onslaught of the pleasure he was giving her.  I watched in amazement at my beautiful wife’s reaction to this oral attack on her deepest pleasure zone.   But Michael still had a trick up his sleeve (not that he was wearing anything with sleeves!).  He withdrew his tongue from the slippery hole that was the centre of everyone’s attention and slid down towards her arsehole.  He tickled the ring of her most intimate place with the tip of his tongue before licking the whole area with the flat of his tongue.  He then pushed the tip of his tongue into her opening and sent her to the moon.  She screamed her pleasure at this penetration of her delicious and tight anus.  She writhed and pulled her knees up to her chest to give him deeper access to her inner places.  He did not disappoint, just pushing his tongue harder into her depths.  She was moaning.

“Get your tongue all the way into my arse.  I want to feel your lips on my ring as you tongue fuck me”

He didn’t let her down.

Eventually he pulled out and went back to her clit.  But he slipped a fingertip into her anus to replace his tongue.  “Yessssssssss!” she wailed.   He pushed the finger further into her deep, dark ring of muscle.  He felt it yield and allow him to slip further into her.  She welcomed his impertinence as her sphincter muscle seemed to pull his finger further into her.

By now he had also put two fingers into her pussy.  I watched in complete awe as he teased her G-spot with the tips of the two fingers, moving them back and forth in turn across the hard, rough area just inside her vaginal passage.

She moaned - “Oh god!  Don’t stop.  But don’t make me cum yet.  This is so sweet; I don’t want it to end”

Michael was finger-fucking her pussy and arse simultaneously.  The rhythm building the pressure in Rose’s whole clitoris – not just the pink bud that he was sucking, but the entire organ that wrapped around her vagina and arsehole.   She was twitching and her thigh muscles were spasming now.

“FUUUUUUUUUCK!   I am cumming!” she screamed.

With that, she went into a whole-body spasm.  Her legs straightened and her thighs squeezed Michael’s head.  She let out a high-pitched squeal that went on and on and at the same time began to ejaculate her juices all over Michael’s face.  She spurted in his eyes, up his nose, into his hair and down his back.  He was drenched as she erupted no less than six times, each producing a huge amount of her sweet juices.   Michael tried to swallow as much as he could catch in his mouth.  He loves her juices and loves to make her squirt.

She slowly came down off her orgasmic plateau.  She was too sensitive to touch now and pushed Michael off her.  His fingers slipped from her two holes She lay there in a trance as she recovered.

Michael looked at me.  His face and chest were coated in pussy juice.  We both just burst out laughing spontaneously.  I stroked Rose’s hip, but she leapt at my touch.  Her whole body becomes hypersensitive after she has such an orgasm.

Michael and I decided to wander back inside to get another coffee – and for him to shower.  We must have made a fine sight, the pair of us carrying our towels and each sporting raging hard on.  “What are we going to do about these?” Michael asked nodding at our rampant tools.  “I don’t know about you, but I am in the mood to suck you off again” I replied.  We discussed the merits of her coming inside to catch us in a bisexual 69 and allow her to watch us suck one another off and swallow the other’s cum.  In the end, we decided to just get dressed and prepare to head into the village for lunch.

“Rose!” I shouted: “We are going to get ready and head into the village for lunch. You should get showered and dressed”.

She wandered into the kitchen area looking like she had just been wrestling a bear.  She looked exhausted and battered. 

While I waited for them to get showered and dressed, I sat and drank a coffee, took a Cialis tablet (I was going to need it) and thought about our trip so far.  I hadn’t actually seen anything new thus far.  Everything that had happened while I was not blindfolded had happened in previous meetings.  All that would change later in the day.  But first, lunch!

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