“I want you to kiss me, passionately while another man is fucking me,” my lady told me, before she asked with a wicked smile, “Could you handle that?”
“Of course I could handle that, given the right circumstances,” I replied looking forward to another of her kinky sexual challenges.
“Tell me more, explain what the right circumstances might be?”
“There would need to be a quid pro quo, something of equal value for me. Could you handle that?”
“Of course I could handle that,” she replied as we kissed passionately. Teasing me for days in the lead up, both of us knowing from experience what was to come can be a massive turn-on, which it was for days. Both of us confident and experienced enough, to build anticipation for each other, no rush. I learnt long ago anticipation is not the precursor to pleasure; anticipation is pleasure itself.
On the Wednesday night she told me she had organised her new man for this Saturday night, intent on building the sexual tension for both of us as she seduced me. Teasing me and herself while we were fucking, telling me in a stentorian voice,“I want you to kiss me, passionately while another man is fucking me this Saturday night.” Asking me in the afterglow with a wicked smile, “Could you handle that, kissing me while another man is fucking me?”
Responding blithely, “Of course I could handle that,” as I watched her compose a text message to her mystery new lover, ME AND MY MAN ARE GOOD FOR SATURDAY XXX, then send it.
The anticipation of passionately kissing my lady while another man was fucking her was a wonderful turn on and an aphrodisiac for both of us in the days leading up. I was trying to imagine what type of man my lady had organised. Knowing my lady’s preferences from previous encounters I envisaged a younger man with huge cock.
A few days before the event I asked my lady if she could tell me about the man she had organised, “Can you tell me about the man you are going to fuck while I kiss you passionately? What type of man have you organised. Knowing your preferences as I do, I envisage a younger man, an alpha male with a huge cock.” At the time we were both naked, tongue kissing as part of our foreplay before we fucked.
“Perhaps a younger man, just as you suggest, an alpha male with a huge cock, even bigger than yours. Is that what you want? Is that what your preference? Or would that be a threat to you? Or would it be a turn on for you? A kinky turn on,” she teased as I slid my erection into her, kissing her passionately at the same time.
Telling her, “You know watching a younger man with huge cock, even bigger than me fucking you would be a turn on for me. A huge turn on.”
“So pleased you are comfortable with the idea of a younger man with a huge cock, even bigger than you, more impressive than you turning us both on.” Teasing me non-committingly, “Though I may have other options. Now fuck me while we both fantasise about a new man fucking me while you to kiss me, passionately.”
On the Friday night my lady showed me a new text message on her phone, I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT RUNNING MY THUMB TIPS OVER YOUR BEAUTIFUL ALMOST BALD SOFT LIPS, before she took great delight in telling me with a wicked, almost cruel smile, “Tomorrow night I want you to kiss me, passionately while another man is fucking me. I have organised a quid pro quo, something of equal value for you. Could you handle that?”
“Of course I could handle that,” I replied, asking her again, “Can’t you at least tell me how you met the man and what my quid pro quo will be?”
“You will have to wait and see baby. Though you should know me well enough by now to realise at least one of the people I have arranged for tomorrow night will be a turn on for you, and both of them a turn on for me. Though perhaps I could at least tell you how I met the man. Would you like me to tell you how I met him? Yes?”
“At the time you enjoyed me telling you great in detail how another woman, Greta, had seduced me. Though I didn’t tell you about her man; Gino, a real alpha male, watching his lady seducing and talking to us. He was naked while he watched and passionately kissed his lady.
Looking at his huge cock was wonderful eye candy for me, without him even touching me, while his lady tongue fucked me, before I reciprocated by tongue fucking her. You know I love sex with an audience. Though he was very complementary about my naked body as he masturbated for me and his lady after we had pleasured each other. Ever since I have had unfinished business with him and his lady. Now you can guess what and who your quid pro quo will be, his gorgeous lady.”
At seven-thirty on the Saturday night after I had shaved my lady’s pubes to her satisfaction as she gave instructions while standing in front of a mirror, leaving her with a neatly trimmed triangle of jet black pubic hair, a wonderful and very sexy contrast to her blond hairdo.
After I showered with her in preparation for my quid pro quo, I was watching her preparing for her mystery new, alpha male man, power dressing for him, as she flaunted her wonderful naked body for me. She was naked as I watched her fasten a sexy black garter belt around her waist, highlighting her wonderful thighs and magnificent firm, big ass, then slide on a pair of black stockings and fasten them to the garter belt.
Asking me, “What else should I wear for our guests? A sexy bra? An even sexier skimpy black g-string with my big ass bulging out of it? My sexy black camisole?”
“No bra, just a skimpy black g-string,” I told her as I helped her on with it and fastened the clip at the side of it, before I ran my fingertips over her wonderful ass, then helping her on with the short black skirt she handed me, highlighting her thighs and ass, before I slid the long zipper up at the back of it, wondering about another man reversing what I had just done, sliding the zipper down and helping her off with the dress.
Teasing me, when she asked again, “I want you to kiss me passionately while you have a thick, full on erection, while another man is fucking me tonight,” before she asked with a wicked smile, “Could you handle that?,” as we tongue kissed passionately.
“You know I will love to handle that, I have been looking forward to it for days,” I told her as we tongue kissed even more passionately with her hand on my erection. Adding, “I have never seen you look so fuckable.”
“And you, you also look fuckable dressing like that. Which of our guests are you going to try to impress, the man or the woman? Or both?,” my lady asked as she watched me prepare for them.
Wondering what to wear for another couple while the man is going to fuck my lady? Watching her choose a black jock strap that failed to cover my erection, tight, low cut jeans, so low my pubes were visible and a tight fitting black, t-shirt, for me.
Our sexual anticipation was in overdrive just after eight when Gino and Greta arrived, my lady’s mystery new, alpha male man and one of her lesbian / bisexual lovers, a drop dead gorgeous woman, both her and her man in their mid-thirties. “We both want this as much as you do, unfinished business,” Greta whispered to my lady as they tongue kissed, before Greta tongue kissed me.
When I finally stopped looking at the woman Greta, I focused my attention on the man Gino, my lady was going to fuck while she wanted me to passionately tongue kiss her. My initial reaction was to tongue kiss her passionately right then, make her new man jealous.
Instead I focused my attention on the woman he was with, Greta, coming face to face for the first time with one of my lady’s lesbian lovers. My promised quid pro quo for the day, something of equal value for me while her man fucked my lady.
Greta was an incredibly attractive, tall slim willowy, blond with short cropped hair, her bearing and style making it not quite obvious she was bi. “My man Gino has wanted to have your lady since the moment he watched us making love. I want both of us to be naked while we watch them. Could you handle that?,” she asked me as she tongue kissed me, her hand on my jeans, feeling the outline of my erection.
Wonderful sexual tension while we all waited for someone to take the initiative. Greta obliged when she removed her man Gino’s shirt and slacks, leaving him naked apart from a sexy, black male thong.
Just as I had I envisaged Gino was a slightly younger man with an obvious huge cock under his thong. A real alpha male, confident and self assured, immediately taking charge, exuding charm and machismo, with a six pack muscly body, and hairy chest.
He knew what he wanted and was determined to have it, my lady’s naked body. He also proved to be more than a little kinky for my lady, to her great delight, and mine.
Greta kissed my lady again while she slid the down the zipper at the back of her dress, showing Gino and Greta she was not wearing a bra for them. Instead of helping her off with her dress, Greta lifted the hem of it over her waist to expose her big ass bulging out of her sexy, skimpy black g-string.
Greta was tongue kissing my lady as I watched Gino kneel and kiss and lick my lady’s big ass as she helped her off with her dress, my lady looking sensational and so fuckable in her heels, stockings, garter belt and g-string.
Greta turned my lady around, her arms holding her as Gino’s erection spilt out of his thong. Gino hadn’t forgotten his text message as he kneeled in front of my lady, and asked, “Can I run my thumb tips over your beautiful, almost bald, soft lips, your cunt lips?” Not waiting for her answer as he removed her g-string then parted her thighs, placing one thigh over his shoulder before running his thumb tips over her beautiful, almost bald, soft lips, her cunt lips.
“Fuck he is awesome, he must be twelve-inches,” I whispered to Greta as my lady was running her hand along his erection, understanding why my lady wanted to fuck him. Just as I wanted to watch her to fuck him even more now while I kissed her.
“You have a good eye, he is twelve-inches and thick, the biggest man I have ever had. Is he a turn on for you right now? He is a huge turn on for me and your lady. And you I think?,” Greta asked as she had a hand on my erection.
“Loose control baby, just for tonight. Let me take charge. I will take good care of you, I promise,” my lady whispered to me as Gino laid on his back on our day bed, his huge erection pointing to the ceiling.
Greta and I both tongue kissed my lady in turn as she lowered herself onto Gino’s face, looking toward his erection, his tongue searching for her clit, his hands on her big ass, manipulating her body for their mutual pleasure, my lady teasing his nipples with her fingertips, before she pinched them, Gino managing to whisper, “Harder, I love it harder.”
“Fuck me please, I want you so bad, I want you so bad, now please,” Gino moaned to my lady as he stroked his thick, rock hard erection, before she slowly lowered herself onto Gino’s erection, her big ass facing him.
Moaning in a whisper as she had almost all of him inside her, “So big, so good, so fucking good. Do I need to remind you I want you to kiss me, passionately while another man, Gino is fucking me, just like that, so good,” my lady told me, before she asked with a wicked smile, “Can you handle that?”
“You know I can handle that “I told you I could handle that, given the right circumstances,” I replied enjoying another of her kinky sexual challenges. “So pleased there is a quid pro quo, for me. Can you handle Greta giving me a head job while she watches you fucking her man?”
Greta was giving me a head job, exactly what my lady had organised and wanted for me, I was kissing her, passionately while another man, Gino was fucking her, a feeling, a kiss and turn on like no other we had ever shared, my cock so hard for two women.
Greta and me were two sexual voyeurs, both turned on watching my lady sliding along his huge cock in a fucking motion, when I asked her, “Is this what you wanted baby? Tell Greta and me again?,” as Greta tongue kissed her.
“We both wanted this as much as you did, unfinished business,” Greta told her as she mounted my erection with her back to me, so we could all watch each other’s partners fucking.
Later that night my lady and me had a bath together, a ritual cleansing of sorts, hardly a word said as we wound down. Both of us tacitly planning and fantasising how we would make love, fuck the next afternoon.
At three the next afternoon we were oiling each other’s naked bodies as foreplay, when my lady read out a new text message. “Greta wants you to watch her and me making love, just as her man did. She also wants to watch you sucking her man’s huge cock. Could you handle that baby? You know building anticipation is pleasure itself.”
Two weeks later the anticipation is still building.