I stood there, in disbelief, watching my middle aged lover fucking his daughter's best friend. I had come over to surprise him, but boy, was I the one in for the surprise!
She couldn't have been much over twenty-one years old, and was a beautiful, sexy girl. I don't know how long I stood watching, but I was mesmorized, or shocked, or both. It was something I had never experienced before, and extremely erotic to watch his body move against hers, watching his cock slam into her tight young pussy. I could hear the wet, slick sex sounds, I could smell them both in the air. I watched as his hands fondled her small tits, and as she moaned out his name, I knew exactly the sensations she was feeling. It was almost like watching myself with him, or a really hot dream, and I could feel my own heat and arousal.
He pulled out of her without coming, and crouched between her legs. She spread her legs even wider for him, and though my view was obstructed, I watched as he licked and tongued her pussy. She came quickly, letting out a loud moan. I must have moaned a little too, because he jumped back from her like he was scorched. He gasped, seeing me standing there, and she, following his gaze, scrambled to cover herself in the rumpled sheets. I pushed the door open and walked right into the room. I didn't know what to do. Scream? Cry? Run away? But I couldn't move, his penetrating eyes were locked on me, and he walked calmly toward me, extending his hand to me. He didn't say a word, and when I didn't speak or move, he moved closer, placing his hand under my elbow and guiding me toward the bed.
My heart was racing. I did not know what to expect, but I was rapidly becoming more aroused, and I could feel my pussy pulsing and dripping between my thighs. I had never been, nor did I want to be, with another woman, and I had never been with two people before. The whole situation was still more than a little shocking, but my body was craving his touch. I have always said we have an absolutely magnetic pull to each other. I just couldn't leave. He untied my coat, unbuttoned it, and drew it off of my body. He took every inch of me in with his eyes, and began kissing and nibbling my neck. Then he kissed me, deeply. I could taste her in his mouth, and reality crashed around me that there was still a naked girl in his bed. I looked over at her for the first time.
She was watching us, staring at my naked body. Her eyes roamed over me, and then over him, settling on his still rigid cock. She had let the sheets fall away, and was crawling toward the edge of the bed. She kneeled there, a hand between her legs, stroking up and down her slick, puffy pussy lips. She licked her lips and smiled at him, and he leaned in for a kiss. He pushed me down to the floor, onto all fours, my favorite position with him. He kneeled behind me on the floor, and began teasing my pussy by running the head of his cock up and down my wet slit, entering me slightly, then withdrawing, over and over. He slid into me little by little, beginning to fuck me slowly and deliberately.
She was still on the edge of the bed, kneeling right beside his face. He pulled me up and back a little, going deeper into me, and putting me in a position to watch him over my shoulder as he gently licked her clit and pussy lips. I watched him suck her clit, fuck her pussy with his thick, strong tongue. The sight of it flooded me, and he continued to ram my soaking pussy. I heard her moaning become louder, quicker, more like whimpering as she got closer to coming. His pumping became faster, relentless, and before I knew it, all three of us were coming together. Our shouts were liable to wake the neighbors.
I crumpled to the floor, my heart and mind racing. He moved away from me, and a few minutes passed as I assumed he was cleaning up a bit. When my breathing returned to normal, I rose from the floor and surveyed the scene. They were laying together, kissing on the bed, and again my feeling of shock, and even jealousy returned. I thought about leaving, but he seemed to sense it, because he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the bed with them. He was not finished with me. He rolled onto his back, and she straddled him, patiently guiding his semi hard cock into her wetness. I stared as she took in the whole length of him, then raised herself up again. She was going to fuck him slow and ride him to another orgasm. He pulled me toward him, towards his face, and knowing that I wouldn't be bold enough to face her, he grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto his face. I felt his tongue teasing me, licking me, and I rolled my hips above his face, helping him to tease and please me. I heard her pace increase behind me, and I gasped out as I felt her small, smooth hands cupping my tits. She worked my nipples between her fingers, twisting and pinching them. I moaned at the sensation of two bodies playing with me, my nipples being teased and my pussy being tongue fucked. He moaned against my pussy, and another orgasm washed over me. For the second time that night, we were all coming together.
I moved away from him, certain this night would be over soon. There was no way he would be able to fuck any more after all of this. I sat at the head of the bed, on top of his pillows, my knees together, my pussy pulsing from all the action. She dismounted and sat next to me, on the other pillows, and he disappeared to get some water and towels. When he came back, limp as can be, I laughed at how worn out he must feel. We all laughed, and as the awkwardness faded, I said, "well, I guess we're through. There's no way you can get it up again!" He sat down in a chair opposite the bed and said, "oh, really? Why don't we give it a shot?"
He lubed himself up and started stroking. I was totally surprised and amused, still wondering how he would be aroused after fucking two women, twice. He moved his chair close, close enough to touch my thigh, and he let his hand trail softly up and down the inside of my thigh. She immediately placed her hand on top of his, and together they traced up one of my thighs and down the other. He nodded at her and took his hand away, leaving her silky fingers trailing up and down my thighs. Her touch was so light, so arousing. This was how he planned to get hard again!
I was so nervous, never having been touched by a woman. This girl really was beautiful, and I enjoyed watching her face as she watched her own hand caressing me. She bit her lip and glanced at my face. She inched closer to my pussy, and my legs seemed to involuntarily open, welcoming her touch. She licked her lips as her fingers glided over my slick pussy lips. Up and down she stroked, feeling my wetness and smoothness, but never putting a finger in me. I think part of me wanted her to, as I definitely had the urge to push against her hand. She brought her finger to her mouth, licking my juice from it, then abruptly got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
Before I knew it, I was on my back, my legs in the air, and boy oh boy did my man get hard again. He fucked me ferociously, making growling sounds as he slammed into me. I rubbed my clit as he fucked me, and again, for the third time that night, at least the two of us were coming.
She must have cleaned up and left, because there was no sign of her. I took a quick shower and threw my coat and shoes back on. My lover, exhausted, was sleeping like a baby when I came out of the bathroom, and I didn't want to disturb him. I left, still feeling shocked about what had happened and wondering in the back of my mind, will there be a next time?
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