Polly,Sandy & Steve - Sex Stories

Polly,Sandy & Steve

... and ears sending shivers all through my body. I was so sexually charged from all his touching. “You’re stunning Polly," he whispered his lips once more finding my erect nipples and sucking them into his mouth. I could feel his hardness pressing against my leg as he slid half on top me. Sandy moved away a little and Steve positioned himself over the top of me supporting his weight on his muscular arms. My legs were still together at this stage but I could feel his cock moulding itself into my stomach. I put my arms around him and we kissed and again and in some ways this seemed an even more outrageous act to be performing in front of Sandy. Odd thinking I know but kissing him was so personal, so intimate so sexual and so close. His tongue delved into my mouth and I kissed him back with equal fervour and I could feel that Steve was enjoying this as much as I was. As we continued to kiss I willingly spread my legs for him then he slid down a bit more so that his erection was pressed hard against my shaved mound. The prospect of another orgasm removed the pangs of frustration that filled me. It sounded selfish but there was now no other consideration on my mind. I felt Sandy close to me and I looked at her as she again cradled my head in her arms. This time, though, it wasn't the feel of her satin camisole on my shoulder, it wasn't the material that brushed against my cheek and my chin and it wasn't her clothing that touched me. No, this time it was her bare skin, this time it ...

... was her naked breasts that pressed against me as she held me in a tight embrace and the funny thing was that it didn't feel wrong. "He’s going to enter me any minute now," I thought rather stupidly as he pressed his cock against my wet cunt. Sandy whispered something into my ear but I didn’t hear what she said. All I saw, was her reach down and take hold of Steve’s shaft and gently pull on it. She placed his tip at the entrance of my aching pussy, and without a word he pushed inside me. I gasped as he entered me and basked in that sensual feeling of being penetrated, of being filled and of being, almost, consumed by a man. I moaned as those familiar but now long lost sensations rushed through me. It was unbelievable to have a man inside me and I began to lose all reason and contact with reality. Steve wasn't fucking me yet, I realised in the normal sense of the way. He wasn't thrusting into me or surging in and out. No, what he was doing was holding himself rigidly still inside me. Why? I have no idea. But it was perfect, just so right and so appropriate to what I wanted and needed. I wanted to savour and relish the feel of his young virile cock inside me and I needed to revel in that moment. But more so, with Sandy cuddling me the situation called for that. I'd never experienced anything like it before. Anything like having another (let alone younger) cock inside me whilst another woman stroked, touched and pressed herself against me. Sandy stroked my hair and gently rubbed my ...