Mexican Wind

SexyChele

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About 80 miles south of the Mexican border, just on the other side of New Mexico, lies a sleepy little village. Not many tourists actually stay here - most stop for fishing tackle at the mercado in the village plaza, or to get a cervasa at the cantina next door. The pride of the village populace is the church that stands on the eastern end of the plaza. It seems a bit out of place, such a large structure for such a little village. Still, it is the pride of most villagers, and the bells are rung for any all joyous and sad occasions.

On the opposite side of the plaza stands a small, squat adobe building - once rumored to be a whore house, now a small, quaint hotel for the very few tourists who happen to find themselves too tired to continue on to the fishing towns further south. It's truly nothing special, and only a few rooms. Yet, the rooms have far more amenities than the local villagers are used to. The hotel is called "The Mexican Wind". More to appeal to the occasional tourist than to impress the local citenzery. It was named for the desert wind that rushes through this village on occasion - hot, hard, yet totally electrifying.


Las and I snickered with each other as we waited at the Albuquerque airport. I had flown to Denver, and the two of us had driven to New Mexico and were now awaiting the plan from Pittsburgh. Somehow, through enough fast talking and pleading, we had convinced the good Captain to take this trip to New Mexico - supposedly for a little R & R under the beautiful New Mexico skies and in the mountains surrounding the city.

However, that was only part of our plan.

As the plan arrived, and it's passengers deplaned, we waited, giggling and laughing, until he walked out of the long "tunnel" from the plan. He was easy enough to distinguish from the other passengers, and we quickly ran to him, hugging him and taking turns giving him a welcoming kiss.

Walking through the concourse, he kept asking where we were all staying, to which Las and I simply laughed. As we walked from the airport, we piled into the car Las and I had rented for the trip. We cranked up the radio and got better acquainted, as we made our way south. Before long, the Captain became a bit suspicious.

"Say, um, just where are we heading?"

"Don't worry about it, hon. Just enjoy the ride!" I called back to him.

Eventually, the border crossing came into view, and we were passed through.

"MEXICO! I can't go to Mexico! Las! Chele! Where are we going!"

"Captain? Consider yourself kidnapped and held at the mercy of 2 gorgeous women! Isn't that every man's fantasy?" Las giggled as she called back to him.

We heard a short laugh, and a heavy sigh, but no more protestations.

Arriving in the tiny village, it was, for the most part, deserted. The tourist season wouldn't begin for another few months. Looked like the town was ours. We pulled up in front of the mercado, and I told Las to keep an eye on the good Captain as I went inside to get tequila, cervasas, and few things to nibble on. Coming back out to the car, we circled the plaza to arrive at "The Mexican Wind".

"Here we are! Welcome to Mexico, Captain!" I cry out as I spill from the car. I glance over at Las, who has developed a bad case of the giggles. The Captain looked at both of us quizically, as he grabbed his bag, playing along with our little game.

Helping Las with the bags in the trunk, we walk into the lobby (or what passes for a lobby) to check in.


OOC: This is a quick thread set up for Captainb, Lasciviously Yours, and myself. It will run 24 hours from this moment, and then it will end. Enjoy!
 
Facing the hotel desk, I let out a small yell as I saw the girl come around the corner.

"Maria! It has been ages!"

I had been coming to Puerto Penasca, for several years now and had made many friends. I knew Maria would take good care of us.

She handed us the key and the three of us flew up to the room, luggage trailing behind.

Chele and I had cooked up this little deception late one night while discussing the merits of our fine Captain. He had put us in some very compromising situations in a particular story thread and we thought he deserved some pay back.

The room was sparse, a single dresser, small bathroom, an old carved wooden armchair, and the large king size bed occupying most of the floor space.

I grasped Cap's hand and squeezed tight, he let out a sigh that quickly turned into a laugh.

"You girls!" was all he could say.

We tossed our bags around the room, not wanting to waste a moment of our time in this beautiful place with such very good company.

I threw my arms around Chele's waist and drew her close to me.

"I have been waiting for this a long time, girl!"
I pressed my lips against her's and we became quickly entangled in an embrace that seemed so very familiar.

Cap stood and watched with the biggest grin on his face, I am sure still not believing his good fortune.
 
As the little village rolled into sight, I ruminated on the twisting temptations of fate. Late night phone calls and seductive e-mails had convinced me to jump on a plane to New Mexico, supposedly to live out my wildest fantasy with two of the hottest women I'd ever known. I had recognized them immediately at the airport: two redheads with eager excitement written all over their faces. They shoved me into a car, Las cuddling next to me as Chele drove south out of the city. I grew momentarily concerned when we crossed the border, not knowing what the passport rules were for getting back into the U.S. But the will of a woman can be strong, and with these two in control my decision was made.

The room was cooler than I thought it would be. Dry desert air, I suppose. Las turned to Chele and pulled her tight, both melting into a soul kiss as their arms wrapped around each other. I stood and watched, feeling an idiotic smile covering my face but not caring. This was a kidnap? I could live with it. Very easily. Still embracing, they slowly sat on the edge of the bed. I pulled an old wicker chair closer and sat, mesmerized at the sight.
 
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Feeling Las pull me close to her, fingers tangled into her hair, our lips working together, our tongues first fighting then dancing to an ancient tune.

Sliding onto the bed, I reached down and pulled the sweater Las was wearing over her head. We had both dispensed with any underwear, and her beautiful breasts came into sight, nipples already hard. My tongue tracing her lips, my hands hefted her breasts, feeling their weight, my thumbs toying with the nipples.

I felt Las pulling at the buttons on the flannel shirt I was wearing, until it fell open, leaving my breasts open to her. Quickly sliding the shirt from my shoulders, we wrapped our arms around each other, lips seeking each other, breasts crushed together, our fingers gently running over warm, soft skin.

Pulling away from Las with a smile, I motion over to where the Captain had found a seat. Our arms still around each other, our heads pressed together, we smiled at our "captive". The Captain seemed relaxed enough, with that goofy grin on his face, but the tent in his pants gave him away easily enough.

Almost as though on cue, Las and I jumped up, and while Las stroked his face, and toyed with his lips, I quickly unbuttoned his shirt and managed to work it off of him. Undoing his belt and his pants, he lifted his hips to allow me slide them down part way. Las quickly slide into his lap, giving an extra wiggle that seemed to have the desired effect on the good Captain.

Kneeling down, I quickly dispensed with his shoes, and stipped his pants from his body. Standing, I went over to one of the bags and rummaged through it. Las took her cue, and frantically helped the Captain out of his t shirt and briefs. As they turned to me, Las laughed, as the Captain's eyes widened slightly at the rope I held in my hands.

"Oh, yes, dear Captain. The fun is only now beginning!"
 
What our fair Captain did not know was that Chele and I had this completely orchestrated from the beginning. We knew of his desire to see the two of us together, his two fantasy women naked and wrapped around each other, but we also knew his Literotica torture of us and wanted to turn the tables a bit.

I crooked my finger at Chele, motioning her, and the rope towards us. She handed me one end and under protests from the very naked, and very hard, Captain, she and I wrapped the rope around his feet and the legs of the chair. Next, we bound his hands tightly behind him.

Chele and I stepped back to observe our handy work. Arm in arm, we gazed down at him, a look of total surprise on his face.

"You have to admit, Las…he does make quite the luscious picture," Chele said with that famous twinkle in her eye.

"Oh! Picture!" I screamed as I dug into my bag, pulling out my new digital camera. "I bought this just for the occasion, Cap. A pictorial of our weekend."

I circled him on each side, snapping pictures as I went. "Hey Chele, have a seat on his lap! But don't touch his cock! " I laughed.

With that she placed a very tight ass onto Cap's thighs and swung her legs over. A quick tongue flick to a nipple ensured that both peaks and his cock stayed high and tight for my photographs. I showed a few to Chele on the camera viewer and she nodded her approval, satisfied that we had captured the true essence of our work, I tossed the camera back into my bag and took Chele's hand.

Leading her to the bed, I laid her down very slowly, my eyes drinking up her form.

"Now, Captain…remember, and this may sound familiar to you, don't cum until we say it is ok." Chele and I burst into comfortable laughter at our "Portfolio" reference, and I took her face in my hands and kissed her deeply. Her breasts pressed against mine, we began to move in unison, taking full advantage of the king sized bed, as if we have never been apart.
 
I couldn't help it. My eyes bugged out when Las said not to cum, and then I just started laughing. It died quickly and the two women looked at each other knowingly. So this was their game? Make me watch them make love to each other and not even be able to touch myself? I continued to grin. This was the kind of torture I liked!

Chele leaned back on the bed as Las lowered her face to her breasts. She sucked hard, pulling on the dark brown nipples as Chele moaned softly under her. Las's own nipples were rock hard as Chele spread her legs for her. Las brought her fingers up to stroke along the edges of Chele's trimmed pussy, who gasped and wrapped her fingers tight into Las's long red hair.

My breathing had deepened, and the smile was gone from my face as I openly stared. I glanced down at my cock, rock hard and pointing straight back at me. It bobbed slightly with each beat of my heart, and a clear droplet of precum had formed at the tip. I really wanted to touch it, just a bit. I wondered if I was really as confident about handling this type of torture as I thought.
 
My giggles quickly turned to sighs as Las ran her tongue across my nipples. Brushing my fingers through her hair, feeling its softness against my skin caused my skin to tingle. Running my fingers along the soft skin of her arms and back, feeling the curves of her body, knowing I had to taste this woman.

Finding her nipples, I grabbed each between my thumb and forefinger, gently twisting, pulling, and tugging. Not able to control myself any longer....

"Las, please - I have to taste you! Please!"

She glanced up into my eyes and the smile she gave me caused my heart to lurch. Slowly, with the grace of a cat, she swung her body around, so her delicious looking pussy was mere inches away from my waiting tongue. Piling up the pillows to raise my head, I reached up to spread her lips open for me.

Gently, I traced the lips of her slick pussy with my tongue, tasting her sweetness, inhaling her scent. As my tongue brushed across her clit briefly, I discovered to my delight that she was already becoming swollen. But I didn't want her cumming too soon. No, that would never do.

Grabing her thighs, I pressed Las to my mouth, my tongue lapping at the juices and probing the folds of her sex. As my tongue found her entrance, I entered her, feeling her pussy begin to tighten as though trying to hold my tongue inside of her.

I felt her hands on my breasts, toying with my nipples, causing them to harden into tight points. My legs spread, knees bent, I could feel my own juices wetting my pussy and my thighs. I thought briefly of the view the Captain had, sitting at the foot of the bed - an almost perfect view of my spread pussy and my lips and tongue toying with Las' tasty and wonderful pussy.
 
Feeling Chele's tongue inside of me was driving me to the brink of insanity. I had been imagining this for so long, and here she was, delving into my inner folds with the expertise that I knew she would have.

I could hear the Captain moaning in the background but other then the knowledge that he was here and watching us, he was temporarily forgotten as the eager tongue of Chele made it's rounds on my throbbing clit.

My nails grabbed at the bed sheets, wadding them up into my hands as I struggled to hold off an explosive, long over due, orgasm. Then reaching down to cup Chele's perfect breasts in my hands, rolling the nipples in my fingers, making my own hard and tight.

I left one hand on Chele's nipples and took my other to hold onto my own breast. I mashed down my tit and squeezed the nipple forcefully. I cupped the flesh in my palm and pulled my nipple into my mouth. Sucking and nibbling hard, trying to match the strokes of Chele.

She was working my nub with her teeth and lips, knowing without asking, just the correct intensity and pressure that would drive me wild. Her hair flowing over the insides of my thighs was a beautiful site and releasing my breast, I have it a quick pull, wanting to see her face coated with my juices. She looked up at me, and as predicted, her face was glistening with me. I pulled her arms up to me and kissed her face. Desperate to delay my own orgasm and wanted badly to taste myself on her.

I wrapped my arms tight around her waist, feeling the weight of her delicious body on mine. My nails, working my way into the flesh on her back. My God, she was something else!
 
Sensory overload.

Sight: Las' head thrown back, her hair falling in a tangle over her back, one hand stroking Chele's breast, the other fondling and pulling her own nipple. Chele's legs spread wide, knees raised, shaven pussy wet and pink with swollen lips, her hands gripping Las' ass, fingers leaving red marks as she pulled the dripping cunt harder towards her tongue.

Smell: Sex. Pussy. The warm scent of womanly lust was heavy in the hot air.

Sound: The moans and sighs, the gasps, the liquid licks from Chele's lapping tongue. My heartbeat. My breath through open mouth.

Taste: My mouth was dry. Chele's pussy was only a few feet away but out of reach. I wanted to drink her.

Touch: Maddingly elusive. My wrists strained against the ropes, but she had tied them well. I was ferociously erect, the head of my cock purple and swollen, a trickling stream of fluid slowly oozing out the tip. Just to stroke lightly underneath it, just to touch the skin of one of the sirens before me, all denied.......

It was torture.
 
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Sharing a kiss with Las, having her taste herself on my lips, my tongue, brought a sharp tingle to my clit. I've heard men say that one hasn't experienced hot, wild sex until they've been with a redhead, and I was beginning to see the cause behind what they said!

As we kissed, my hands traced her body, squeezing her breasts, gliding over her waist, her hips, her ass. Sitting up, facing each other, an idea came to mind. I smiled at Las as I swept her hair from her face.

"Just a minute - let me grab something!"

Leaning over to the "goodie bag", I reached and pulled out a 20" long double headed dildo. I had worried when I bought it that it might be too thick, but figured it was too good not to try.

Smiling at Las, I gently pushed her back against the bed, and fell on her elbows, watching me. Her legs spread, her pussy was open to my view - beautiful, swollen, pink, wet. Oh yes, and delicious as well. Spreading her swollen lips with my fingers, I placed one end of the dildo against her pussy, running it back and forth, delighting in how slick and wet it became. Then, watching her face, I slowly began to insert the thick head into her pussy, watching as it disappeared into her wetness.

Slowly at first, I began to move it back and forth, gradually increasing speed, until her moans filled the room. I glanced over at the Captain, his erection looking almost painful, and smiled, blowing him a kiss and giving him a wink.

"Don't worry, hon. We haven't forgotten about you entirely. And you will be satisfied!"

Grabbing the dildo firmly, I point the other end at my own swollen pussy, and slide onto it, amazed at how easily it slides into me. Leaning back, entwining my legs with Las', we begin to move against one another - almost as if in tune. Watching each other, we increase our speed, as I bring my hand to her clit, my fingers toying with the swollen nub, knowing she must be as close to cumming as I was.

I closed my eyes partially, concentrating on the sheer pleasure of it all, when I felt Las' fingers on my clit, rubbing, pulling, teasing.

"Mmmmm...if you keep that up, I'm going to cum, Las."

"Maybe it's time to release some pent up tension, huh?"

I looked into her eyes, and smiled.

"Yes, perhaps so!"
 
Using toys was something that I had not tried with a woman before, and wow…could she pick a good one for my first time.
Feeling the wide head of the dildo slipping into my cunt was fantastic. My inner walls moved back to accommodate the seemingly impossible girth as she inserted it into me, replacing her tongue. I immediately gasped, and then allowed my body to receive the length as well.

I watched her slip the other end into her box, my mouth watering at the sight, but when she began to grind against me, I really thought I would lose it. I had been with several woman, but never like this. Chele fucking me as I fucked her. Feeling her pussy pressing against mine, looking into her face as we fucked, it was amazing.

"Oh, Chele," I moaned loudly, my hips moving in perfect timing with her body.
"Chele, I want to cum with you." I was completely out of breath, panting heavily. My wanton desire was never at a higher point then this moment. She was taking me, body and soul, and I could not get enough.

My fingers pawed at the soft feminine skin of her shoulders, she increased her pace of moving in and out of me. The frenzy becoming almost too much. I could not see the Captain, but knew that he must be in hell. A huge smile crossed my face and I gripped her tighter, the dildo moving faster and harder in and out of me.

"Chele…cum with me" I breathed into her ear.
"Yes, Las…yes…"

Captain began to speak softly, egging us on.

"Cum for me, Las…Chele cum for me…I want to see you…."
He continued, the sound of his voice making me hotter and hotter.

I could feel the wetness flowing out of me, I was so close but did not dare release before Chele did.

"Chele…I want you to cum," I was gentle with my voice, soft and pleading.

She tighten against me and we were both ready. The Captain's voice in my ear, her body pressing against mine, my smell lingering on her full lips.

I grabbed her face in my hands and pressed it against mine, my tongue searching hers out. I held her close to me, our breasts mashed together, her hot pussy meeting mine…
I screamed out, "Chele, oh God, Chele"….and came like I never have before.
 
I was trembling, every nerve in my body strained with desire. Never had I witnessed anything so erotic. Both women, naked, sweating, mouths open as they gasped through their orgasms, hands furiously rubbing the others’ clit as their hips humped against each other, fucking each other with that thick piece of plastic. Pinching and squeezing their nipples, legs locked around the other’s thighs, the dildo shiny with their shared juices….

I was mumbling softly, not caring what I said, giving vent to the pure lust coursing through me. I don’t know if I’d even blinked for several minutes. Las pulled Chele tight into a kiss, her hands stroking her bare shoulders as they ground their pussies together. Las cried out frantically, her hips pounding into Chele's as they fucked each other in wild fury.

Suddenly I felt a rush to my groin, a spasm start on its own and start clawing for the surface and I knew that I was about to cum. Biting the inside of my lip, I forced my eyes shut and focused on the pain, trying to drown out the cries of ecstasy coming from the bed in front of me. My cock throbbed, pulsed, hovered at the brink for an agonizing eternity. Then the feeling slowly retreated, reluctantly backing down for the moment. My eyes opened and I breathed deeply, staring at my crotch. A few droplets of cum had escaped, leaving a shining trail over my cock. But I seemed to be safe, for the moment. I looked back up, and my cock gave a fresh lurch as I met the vixens’ eyes, smiling lustfully back at me.
 
As Las thrust against me with equal measure, I could feel my own orgasm building. Knowing that she would cum very soon, and hearing the Captain almost begging to see this happen, I thrust my hips even harder towards Las and long rubber toy.

I could feel Las' juices against my own thighs, and as she drew me close for a kiss, I was taken over the edge into utter pleasure. My body quacked and shivered as I came, my lips crushed against Las', our tongues doing their own dance. I felt her body trembling as well, and the idea that we had cum together only made my orgasm last that much longer.

Slowly subsiding, breathing deeply, Las and I try to catch our breath as we allow our fingers to slowly trace over skin both heated and cooled by sweat. Smiling, then giggling, then outright laughing at the sheer pleasure, the ultimate joy. Tenderly stroking her face, my fingers through her hair, I kiss her gently enjoying the afterglow of what we have just shared.

A groan from the foot of the bed catches our attention, and we both turn to look at the Captain. Without any exertion, sweat has accumulated along his forehead, his body moving against the chair, his cock dark purple with....could it be? Yes, it certainly looks as if he had already started to cum. Looking at Las, I can see her eyes are looking at the same thing, and we smile at the Captain, knowingly.

"I think we've put him through enough torture, don't you?" Las grinned.

"Yes, perhaps. Now, shall we see if he can keep 2 women satisfied?"

Pulling the toy from between us, I slowly crawl on my hands and knees to the foot of the bed. I am just a couple of feet from him, and his desire for the 2 of us is almost over-powering. Smiling slyly, I hold out the dildo, still slick with our juices, just close enough for him to catch the scent.

"Is this what you've been waiting for? Just a little taste?"

Bringing the dildo to my lips, my tongue snakes out licking the combination of juices from the plastic toy, as the Captain moans.

"Mmmmm....you have no idea how good this tastes, Captain!"

I could hear Las giggling next to me, and I turn to her, smiling.

"And just what shall we do to the nice Captain? For being such a good sport? A massage, perhaps? Perhaps a good tongue-lashing?"

At this last, Las nods her head.

"Yes, he does look rather yummy, doesn't he? Which would you like? His cock? His balls? Maybe we should just start at the top and bottom and work our way towards the middle? Think he'll last that long?"
 
Mmmm, smiling at Chele, I lick my lips and say, “I don’t think he will last long no matter where we start!” I laugh. “But, I think it might be interesting to start top to bottom and lets meet in the middle!”

I cannot help but giggle as a look of utter frustration lingers on the face of our Captain. He attempts to stammer out a response, but quickly gives up. He knows he cannot argue with or attempt to reason with either one of us. We are girls on a mission!

I give Chele a quick wink and kneel at the feet of Cap, while Chele moves behind the chair and wraps her long fingers around his neck, working the tips into his flesh in an attempt to drive out the knots of tension that have formed there.

Resting on my knees, I place my tongue just past the nail of Cap’s big toe and run in up across the top of his foot and around his ankle; my fingers of my other hand massaging his calf, teasing my nails down his flesh. Looking up at Chele, she appears to have his ear lobe occupied with her tongue, as her hands continue to work into his well-built shoulders. I use my wet mouth on his other foot, not wanting an inch of his body to go untouched, I kiss and lick and suck at his feet, keeping my eye on Chele. To make sure that we both arrive at our destinations at the same time, but also because seeing her kissing and licking him has started my pussy soaking again. There is something to be said about having two people you care about, naked and in the same room as you!

I position myself on all fours and wrap my tongue around a very athletic calf, spiraling it around, my naked ass shaking, my clit becoming more and more engorged as I make my way up his body and Chele makes her way down.

She has now moved to kissing around his neck, traces of a 5 o’clock shadow forming on his face and chin, around his mustache. Her hands press into his upper arms as she make her way to his front. She came around from behind the chair and nipples at the flesh of his Adam’s apple, sending him moaning into pleasure. My tongue meets the back of one knee cap and he shivers. I steal an upwards glance at his rock hard cock, standing stiff at attention, I look at Chele and make eye movements up towards his dick, she follows my eyes and we both giggle. The pre-cum gathered and spilling out his hole, dripping down his length, was growing in volume.

“Chele, my friend…I am not sure how much of this he can take!”

“Ladies, please…can’t we discuss this…I am sure I would be much more fun untied.” His voice was a near beg and it added to our resolved to make him even more crazy.

Chele straddles one thigh, resting her ass cheeks just on his knee and pats the other thigh with a hand. “Come on up here, Las. I think we have two of everything!”

I raise myself up and throw my leg over Captain’s, allowing my wet pussy lips grind into his upper thigh. Mine and Chele’s legs touch and with words unspoken we both reach our lips to his, and share in a spirited kiss. Three tongues mingling with each other, no one totally sure of who belonged to which. Cap, tosses his head back as we play with each other’s wet mouths, a groan escaping from his lungs and into Chele and myself. I mimic Chele’s hand movements by too, placing my thumb and forefinger on his nipple and pinching down, as she was. Slowly our hips begin to move in sync, pushing our wet openings onto his legs. My clit growing harder as I knew hers must be as well.

We felt his body lurch and we pressed into his leg, “FUCK! I am so close to cumming and you haven’t touch my dick!”

“Oh Cap, our pet…let's try and not be so eager! There are so many more places on your body to explore before we get there!”
 
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Chele leaned forward and slipped her tongue into my mouth. Our lips pressed together and she sucked on my lower lip, letting it go with a snap as Las took her place, her tongue hot and licking at mine. My legs were spread wide, both women rocking their pussies against my thighs. I could feel their wetness on the top of my legs, feel the soft hairs of one and the shaved smoothness of the other as they ground themselves against me. I stared slack-jawed as they kissed each other a foot in front of my face, their hands softly caressing the other's breasts. Las twisted Chele's nipple and she gasped then smiled, cupping Las' freckled breast firmly and giving her hard nipple a return squeeze.

"You've got my clit so hard," breathed Las.

"Mine too," giggled Chele, leaning back and throwing her legs open wide. Las reached down to rub the little pink pearl, spreading her legs to show off her own engorged clit. Both looked up at me slyly, enjoying my helpless look as I gaped at their openly displayed pussies. Both girls were so wet, their labia shiny and swollen as they stroked each other. My cock throbbed hard, my balls pulled up tight inside my sac.

"Wouldn't you rather have my tongue there?" I asked not too subtly. Both laughed in answer, then Las whispered in Chele's ear. Las jumped up and ran behind my chair, and Chele just smiled and pushed on my chest. The chair tipped backward, Las guiding it to the floor. My ankles were still tied to the chair legs, and the chair arms kept my weight from resting on my tied wrists. Las straddled my head, looking down at me between her breasts. She slowly squatted, lowering her soaked pussy onto my face. My mouth opened, finally tasting the pussy I had only dreamed about for so long. I eagerly lashed at the edges of her lips, tasting the juice that seemed to literally pour from her pussy, fresh and warm. I felt another pair of hands stroke the inside of my thigh, then a finger probe between my ass cheeks as Chele began to work her own magic.
 
I watched as Las lowered herself onto the Captain's eager and waiting lips. I felt a twitch in my own pussy at the thought of his lips and tongue probing her moist softness.

Gently tracing my fingertips up the Captain's thigh, I watch as goosebumps appear. Smiling I look at his cock, stiff, hard, purple - looking almost painful. I truly wondered how much more stimulation the Captain could take before he would explode.

With my other hand, I lightly traced over the Captain's tight sac, tickling the skin behind his balls, before reaching the taut firmness of his ass. By the way his jaw and lips were working Las' pussy, I could tell my touch was driving its way home. Looking up at Las, her face a perfect picture of pleasure, her hands cupping her breasts pinching extended nipples, her hips slowly rocking back and forth against the Captain, I smiled at her obvious pleasure.

Drawing my hand deeper, I felt the Captain's tight hole with my nail. Trailing my finger over it, feeling the puckered skin, soft, almost delicate. Taking my finger to my lips, I suck it, then it bring it once more to the Captain's ass. Pushing lightly, making tiny circles, I feel the Captain tense slightly.

"It's okay, Captain. It's okay."

Bending over, I begin to kiss and lick his inner thigh, and feel him begin to relax. With ease, I manage to push my finger past the sphincter musles and into his ass. Keeping it to the the first knuckle, I move my finger in a circle. I watch as the Captain's hips begin to move, his cock fucking empty air. Driving my finger in deeper, to the second knuckle, I wait. Then I start to slowly move it in and out, then in circles, then in again. Remembering not to go too far in - don't want to tickle the prostate now.

As my finger moves in and out of his ass, I straddle his chest and lean down, licking his cock from base to head. I feel his cock twitch and bob under my tongue, when I begin to suck the side of his cock with my lips. With my other hand, I trace a pattern up his thigh to his balls, and begin to pull on them, squeezing them, tickling them. His moans from Las' cunt tells me that what I'm doing is appreciated.

Hearing Las' moans, I wonder just how close the Captain has her to orgasm. I slowly wrap my lips around the Captain's waiting cock and begin to circle my tongue around it. His hips start to move frantically, attempting to push his cock fully into my mouth. Slowly, slowly, slowly I sink down onto his cock, my tongue playing around the shaft, tracing the vein.

I hear what sounds almost like whimpering coming from the Captain, and smile inwardly. Grasping his cock firmly between my lips, I begin to suck in earnest, moving up and down, meeting the thrusting of his hips. My finger moving in his ass, my fingers pulling his balls, my lips and tongue toying with his cock. Eager, wanting to taste his cum, perhaps even sharing it with Las.....
 
Cap was using his tongue to work my clit with an amazing expertise.

“Done this before, have ya?” I giggled in between my moaning. My hips gyrated back and forth on his face, giving my clit the perfect pressure from his nose and a wide opening for his tongue. He was taking advantage of all facets and folds of my pussy and driving me faster and faster to orgasm.

The muffled passion calls coming from his mouth told me that that Chele was bringing him close as well. Watching her fuck his cock with her beautiful, full lips was one of the most sensual acts I have witnessed. It was a fight for me to keep my eyes open, or to close them in pleasure, but watching Chele quickly won out. The Captain’s cock was large and very, very hard and Chele’s open mouth made the perfect entrance for him. She lifted her eyes and looked at me, both of us in a height of pleasure with a third groaning along with us. I caught her eyes and smiled, removing a hand from my breast I reached to touch hers. Rolling the nipple between my fingers, I watched as she arched her back slightly at my touch, Captain’s cock never leaving her mouth. I could feel Cap move underneath me, his hips bucking slightly, driving his dick farther into Chele’s wet mouth.

I pinch Chele’s nipple hard and I hear her gasp escape around Cap’s hardness. Again, catching her glance at me, I tell her that I want her to turn around. “Chele, turn your body around with your ass facing me.” She raised her body just slightly at my request and without pulling off Captain, she lifted one leg and carefully spun herself around, her back facing me, her ass resting on Cap’s chest. I wrapped my arm around her waist, encircling her small frame, as she remained bent at the waist, engulfing Cap’s cock, his tongue buried inside of my wet box. She and I began to move as one body, connected to our Captain. I moved my body up and down onto his mouth, she moving up and down on his dick in perfect unison. I pressed my tits into Chele’s back and she moved her ass just slightly, pushing it into my body.

I took on of my hands and rested it on Chele’s breast, the other I slowly moved down her stomach to find her wet, shaved cleft. I let one of my fingers slip into her shaved pussy, then two, as my thumb began to press into her hard button. Hearing the sweet sounds of her moans, mixing with my moaning…mixing with that of the Captain’s, was a pure symphony of erotic passion.

I fingered Chele as I tugged on her nipple, my tongue finding the soft skin of her back as I bent forward to lean on her. She sucked Captain, one of her fingers slowing entering his puckered asshole. Captain, fucked me with his tongue and mouth. Three friends, now three lovers, giving each other total unselfish pleasure. I whispered to Chele “tell me when you are close, baby. I want to cum with you.” And to Captain, “let me know when you are going to explode, Cap”

I could feel both of them tense under me, Captain’s chest almost at a halt from labored breathing, Chele’s body rigid, grinding against my fingers as we work together to conduct a simultaneous orgasm.

Captain’s sounds grew louder, and I knew he was close… Chele was moving her hips against his chest. “Las, please…I am going to cum.”

Hearing those words was sending me over, “Cap, now. Cum for us now.”

I shivered and shook as I came, sending my fluid into his mouth and over his face. Chele tensed her body and then released with total relaxation, her liquid soaking my hand and Cap’s chest. Captain came hard, a pent up release filling Chele’s mouth, dripping out from her pursed lips. The three of us sending our sounds of ecstasy to the rafters of our room. I moved my body off of Cap’s face, resting my open, dripping pussy on his chest and grabbed Chele. I turned her at the waist, her face showing the glowing signs of orgasm and pressed my lips against hers, my tongue entering her mouth, sharing the taste of Cap. We moved off his chest, arms wrapped around each other, lips together and bent down to the Captain’s drenched face. Kissing him, we found my scent and taste on his lips and tongue as well. I took my Chele coated finger and slipped it between our lips, now the taste of her joined us. As it was meant to be. Each of us, sharing the liquid and smelling the essence of our labor, in a bond that shall forever hold the three of us joined.

“Wow,” was all I could manage to say.
 
Thankfully, it was too much for my overstimulated body. Las' hips moved faster as she humped my face, her pink folds loosely sliding over my lips and nose as she continued fucking my tongue. Chele's lips and tongue encircled and teased my cock, sucking hard as her head bobbed up and down. She had her finger deep in my ass now, rotating it firmly, and was massaging my balls. A tightness at the tip of my cock told me she had taken me into her throat, her nose nuzzling into my pubic hair. Little squeals and sighs came from one or the other, I wasn't sure which.

Then Las shivered and cried out. Her pussy released a copious stream of clear fluid, instantly coating my chin and neck. My tongue flicked hard at her clit as she came, and knowing she was cumming on my face set me off. I felt my cock swell, seem to grow inside Chele's mouth, and with a muffled moan I ejaculated into her throat.

For an endless moment it was all sound and smell and sensation, the women's voices as they came, my seed shooting hard as our orgasms crashed over and over. Then, cool air as Las readjusted herself. I was breathing hard with closed eyes, then felt both ladies maneuver closer, their breasts against my chest. My eyes opened and I smiled, their beautiful faces mere inches from mine, looking as satisfied and happy as I know I felt. Las kissed Chele, licking up the streams of cum that had escaped her mouth. She fed her fingers to us both, the taste of Chele joining Las' as they both cleaned up my face and each other with their hungry tongues.

"Wow," Las breathed with a grin. I started to laugh.

"Well, your ransom demands have been met," I said. "I gave you my payoff, in spades! Now, where do we go from here?" They both looked at each other, then back at me still tied and on my back.
 
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