The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 10 - Sex Stories

The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 10

... clapped loudly as every thrust brought his hips against my buttocks. He released my breasts and grabbed my hips for better leverage, but the angle wasn't quite what we needed. "Let me be on top," I moaned. He dropped his butt down onto the drop cloth on the floor and I hurriedly straddled his cock. Shane closed his eyes and licked the edible paint off my boobs, smearing it all over his cheeks in the process. "Ooh, I wanna paint you now," I laughed. Excited, I rubbed my hands up and down my naked body to coat them with paint, then messily started fingerpaiting my lover’s chest with all the zeal of a five year old. While I worked, Shane kept on thrusting, bucking his hips up into me over and over--sending my poor boobs bouncing all over the place. "Now, I gotta taste it!" I giggled, dropping my tongue to the edible Jackson Pollock masterpiece I’d created on his chest. Shane's body paint really did taste like blueberries and chocolate frosting. He pulled me in for a hungry kiss, his tongue licking up the paint that had smeared across my mouth. “Please don’t stop,” I panted. "I’m so close!" He pounded up into me with furious speed. My voice turned shrill, my skin caught fire-- "Oh, Shane!" "I love you, Tracy! I love you!" "Yes! Fuck me forever!" Shane's gorgeous blue eyes looked right at me--full of passion, longing, and love. "AHHH!!!" I screamed, climaxing again and again until I was seeing stars. I collapsed onto my lover’s body--reduced a whimpering, spasming wreck of a ...

... woman. ******** RIA ******** After Valentine's Day, things finally started to calm down between the four of us. Jealousies faded, the initial thrill of the taboo mellowed out, and what had started out as a crazy adventure began to feel like ordinary, day to day life. But though that early excitement of the "forbidden fruit" had diminished, the quality of our sex lives just kept getting better. The more relaxed we got with each other, the better we came to know what our multiple partners enjoyed in the bedroom. With Shane's tutelage--and plenty of practice--Connor & Tracy became experts at pleasuring my body every night, just as I became a pro at pleasuring them. With the summer months came sun and swimsuits--but this time around we were all finally free to REALLY enjoy how attracted we were to one another. Every weekend trip to the beach ended in a noisy partner swap once we got back home. A few months later, our yearly Halloween party turned into a four-way costumed orgy, and my Thanksgiving dinner concluded with a main course of Connor's delicious penis. Then, on Christmas Eve, Connor finally proposed to Tracy. It was a beautiful moment, and Shane and I were thrilled to be able to see it unfold. Our two best friends--people who had both sworn they'd never get married--said yes to each other. "I thought you'd never ask!" Tracy laughed, happy tears streaming down her face. She leapt into his muscular embrace, kissing passionately--moaning his name-- Shane and I decided to give ...