Lesley and Denny do a threesome. - Sex Stories

Lesley and Denny do a threesome.

... can kneel down, he has his face buried in her hair. Instantly, Lesley sighs. Not once, but continuously, gasping even as he drinks from her hidden hole. I kneel beside her and she grabs my tool, pulling me along her body. I know what she means and I walk on knees to her shoulders. As soon as she can, she rams my cock into her mouth, her tongue flicking furiously over the tip making me gasp with delight. She pushes me deep in her mouth and then slides me out; when at the right position, she flicks her tongue over me sending shivers into my balls. I want to ram it into her throat, but, as is my intention tonight, I allow her to control the action. I watch her as she sucks my tool into her greedy mouth and in turn, I watch as Dennis laps at her hole. He holds her thighs, one in each hand and pushes them as wide as he can. Crudely, Lesley lifts her knees, her feet by his shoulders, so that he can have full access to her sex. I see her shudder silently; “is she cumming already?” I wonder. Her tongue stops moving for a few seconds and she lets out a long sigh. I think she did cum. I feel so excited now. My knob is tingling with so many thrills generated by the mood, by what I see and what I feel. A few seconds later, Lesley resumes her action on my tool, this time holding the shaft with her hand. She gently squeezes the shaft and I feel more clear ooze dribble into her mouth. I don’t know if she can taste the weak flavour of my precum, but she continues to enjoy what we do. ...

... Dennis growls in a lewd manner as he devours her dripping sex. I watch in awe as he moves her thighs so that her feet now rest on his shoulders. He lets her thighs go and lifts his back, raising her legs. She allows them to fall apart knees bent, giving her body to him. I see his hands move between her legs, but I do not see what he is doing. It is obvious really as she starts to gasp again when he touches her. Lesley stops sucking as this happens; my tool stuck in her mouth but ignored by her. I reach down to cup her breast; gently, I enjoy the weight of her soft flesh, lifting and squeezing. I can see that her chest and face have a pink glow, beads of sweat cover her brow. Suddenly, she clamps her thighs tightly, forcing Dennis’s head away from her. He knows what is happening and moves proudly from her, lowering her feet to the mat. He moves up to us, the other side of Lesley’s relaxed body and puts his tool in her hand. Lesley moves her face allowing my cock to slip out of her mouth as she looks up at her man. I love it as she smiles up to him, and holds our knobs, one in each hand. Dennis follows my lead and reaches down for her breast; she sighs and rubs her hand up his belly to his chest, a loving gesture. “I want to do that!” I say to her. “Good on yah Bruce!” Dennis grins as he urges me to have a go. As I move away from her, she grips my tool as if to slow me down. I stop my greedy dash and instead bend over her and kiss her gently on her lips. She returns the kiss very ...