The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 9 - Sex Stories

The Double Date That Didn't End, Ch 9

... returned--moving slower than before--followed quickly by a pair of marshmallow-soft lips. "T-Tracy!" I moaned. "Good job sweetie," I heard her whisper. Then she was gone, replaced by a different mouth, at my throat this time. The light stubble on his chin tickled me the way it had a thousand times before-- "Shane," I grinned. A third tongue trailed down my chest and stomach, lapping up the bourbon that had pooled in my navel. I felt his nose pressing down into my wet tuft of pubic hair as he went, inhaling the scent-- "And that's Connor!" I cried out happily. He withdrew, and for a moment there was nobody licking my bourbon-soaked body... Then, suddenly, there was everyone, all at once. The two men licked their way down the muscles of my legs, teasing with their teeth. Tracy treated herself to the grand prize, lapping up the booze that had soaked into my public hair and trailed down across the excited lips of my pussy. "Aah!" I moaned, relishing the thrill of three different mouths pleasuring my body. I couldn't take it anymore--I opened my eyes and looked down to watch the action unfold: Wow. That first glance--the image of Shane, Connor, and Tracy all licking my lower body at once--was seared into my memory for all time. Shane had gotten rid of the pink pajama top Connor had dared him to wear, but the other man was too distracted lapping booze off my body to even care about our silly game of Truth or Dare. Working as a team, Shane and Connor took my achingly perky ...

... nipples into their mouths and sucked. "Yes!" I moaned again, unconsciously spreading my legs to give Tracy better access. Her slender fingers pierced my cunt, her soft lips buzzed powerfully at my clit-- "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I spasmed, arching my back off the table and climaxing like I’d been blasted with a defibrillator. "Whoa, that was fast!" Shane teased. "Oh shut up," I laughed. "Like you could have lasted any longer with all that going on." On wobbly legs, I returned to the couch, settling down comfortably onto Connor's naked lap. Those huge, muscular arms crisscrossed around my chest, and that rock-hard cock burned against my lower back. Beside us, Tracy plopped her tush back down onto my husband’s erect penis, slowly wiggling her hips back and forth to keep him stimulated. "Tracy: truth or dare?" I called out. She just laughed, "Right, like any of us are gonna choose 'truth' again after THAT." "Fine then, I want you to grab my husband's dick and rub it back and forth across the crotch of your underwear for the next five minutes. And take it SLOW." An almost pained look of arousal flashed across my husband's face. Wordlessly, my friend repositioned her ass higher up onto Shane's hips, until his drooling erection was pointing straight up between her outspread thighs. The moment she pressed his knob against her moistened thong, they both groaned. Back and forth she went, swiping the whole length of his cock across her barely-covered mound. Little by little, the motion scooted her ...