My Dear B****r II: The Present - Sex Stories

My Dear B****r II: The Present

... arched as I worked my fingers in while sucking on her clit. I shifted into sixty-nine position, and, to my welcome astonishment, she started licking my a**-p**y. As a reward, I removed my fingers from her p**y, inserting those on my other hand, and slowly stuck the dripping wet ones into her a**. Her body convulsed uncontrollably. When she had calmed slightly, she grabbed my cock, and began sucking on the head and stroking the shaft. We both finally came in each others' face. We kissed, licking each others' juices from our faces. I glanced toward the bedroom door, and noticed that b****r was standing there, naked, pre-cum dripping from his thick, solid shaft. I kissed her again, then jumped out of bed and started greedily licking on his lollipop. Our new toy looked forlorn, I motioned for her to join in, telling her that there was enough to share. She took the other side, and we both licked b****r's cock and balls as he fondled our tits. He then put his hand on her head, I moved aside, and he put his cock in her mouth. As she started to suck b****r off, I put my thumb in her a**, and two fingers in her c*nt, while my other hand played with b****r's balls. When I felt my b****r about to come, I gave a tiny pinch to his sack as a signal, and placed my face by hers. B****r pulled his dick from her mouth and shot his hot, thick load on both of our faces. We cleaned each others' face, hers and mine, with our tongues, then got into bed. b****r was stiff again, it never did take ...

... him long to get hard, and he went right to pounding her p**y. I began to fock her titties, and she started to finger my a**-p**y. I came first, then b****r pulled out and came all over her a few minutes later. B****r and I lapped up our mess as she stroked our cocks. When we were hard again, b****r took the front, and I took the rear. She kept crying out for us to fock her more, harder, etc., so we obliged. Seconds before he came this time, b****r pulled his dick from her c*nt and slammed it into my a**-p**y. This, of course, made me shoot my load into her a**, as his flowed into mine. We continued this pleasure-fest well past dawn, focking each other in every way imaginable, until we all finally collapsed with exhaustion. The next 'morning', actually late that afternoon, we arose. I took care of b****r's morning wood, as always, while she drew a bath, She and I shared a bath first, while b****r started making breakfast. We, her and I, toweled off, got dressed, and went downstairs. I finished preparing breakfast while b****r took a shower. While waiting for b****r to finish dressing and eating, Diana, yes, I found out her name, and I talked. She said that she was a dancer at the bar where my dear b****r had found her, and a model. She told me that I was cute enough to be a model, and gave me a card for the studio where she worked. Before leaving, she asked if she could come back again, when she had some free time. I looked up at my b****r, who nodded acceptably, and I told her ...