Secret Desires {closed}

"Margarita," Gina said without hesitation. She watched Aaron head off toward the kitchen, then turned to take Sasha into her arms. She clasped the woman's shapely ass cheeks in eager hands, and gave her a soft and yet erotic kiss before asking, "Is it all you wanted it to be?"
 
Sasha

Sasha wrapped one arm around Gina, holding their embrace, while with her other hand she ran her fingers through Gina's beautiful hair. As much as Sasha loved her sex life with Arron, she could also imagine equally fantastic sex adventures with Gina in different ways.

In her most sultry, seductive voice Sasha replied to Gina,

"The evening so far has been fantastic. However you should know that Arron and I both enjoy giving pleasure as much as we love receiving pleasure. We agree that it is our turn to give to you."

She thought back to some things that Gina said in the club about it being her birthday.

"We want your birthday to be more special than you could have imagined."
 
Gina kissed Sasha again, a meaningful, erotic kiss that spoke volumes as to her passion for the woman and her hope for the evening. As she whispered her response, she turned the beauty and unbuttoned the single button keeping the thin dress in place. "It will be. It already has been."

She slipped the dress off Sasha's shoulders, dropping it to the carpet, and immediately began softly, gently caressing the slightly shorter woman as she kissed her neck with wet lips. Gina had been with women before, but never one as erotically beautiful as Sasha. And that beauty -- the feelings seeing and touching Sasha brought out -- already had Gina dreaming of secret rendezvous with her and her alone. You already have his wife cheating on him, Gina thought about Aaron, before you have even finished making love with the two of them together. You should be ashamed.

She was not, of course.

Aaron appeared in the peripheral, and Gina looked to find him watching them while clutching their drinks. She smiled to him, commanding, "Take your clothes off."
 
Arron

It didn't take long for the evening to get interesting again, very interesting. Arron brought drinks to the ladies in the living area to find Sasha already naked and Gina commanding that he take off his clothes as well. He handed one margarita to his wife while giving her a wink. Then he calmly handed a margarita to Gina. Slowly he took a sip from his own drink while keeping his eyes lock upon Gina. He wondered what her game was, ordering he and Sasha to remove their clothing. Gina hadn't yet revealed anything all evening and Arron thought it time that changed.

"Gina, you have seen both of us naked already, and you have my wife naked a second time. I think it is time that we get to see what you have under that dress. After all, it is our turn to rock your boat as you have already done to each of us."

He stood there with a sly smile on his face, wondering what her next move would be.
 
Gina's lips widened in a smile as she listened to Aaron's counter request. She turned to a smiling Sasha, their bodies still pressed together, and asked playfully, "Sound fair to you?"

She gave Sasha another erotic kiss, grasped one of the woman's hands with gently laced fingers, and pulled her along to stand close to her husband. She looked up into the taller Aaron's eyes, cupped a hand over his groin -- and the swollen cock she would soon be enjoying -- and stood on her toes to kiss him, softly but suggestively.

She turned away from him, still holding Sasha's hand, dragging her along with her as she said simply back over her shoulder, "Come see."

The bedroom was magnificent. It was spacious, allowing lots of space for the fun about to be had. There was a king sized bed with its head along wall, with a stylish hard wood bedframe that was complimented by the rest of the dark stained furniture gracing the other walls.

As Gina moved up to the bed, tracing her fingers over the vertical wood support, she thought in the sing song tone the Granny-disguised Big Bad Wolf would use, All the better to tie you up with, my dear. She had no idea, of course, that Sasha herself had already been tied to this frame on a number of occasions.

Knowing that Aaron had had enough time to enter the room by now and with her back to the couple, Gina began her slow, seductive strip tease. She unbuckled the belt about her waist and let it drop to the floor. She reached to her hips with opened hands and slowly pulled the lower hemline of her sweater dress upwards until it cleared her perfectly firm, pear shaped ass. The thin line of a black thong began to show itself as the dress ascended, widening to a tiny triangle at upper roundness of her cheeks.

A thin tattoo ran across eight inches across the small of her back just above the waist strings of the thong, which Gina was proceeding to pull off her hips. From where the couple watched, it appeared to be only graceful, artistic lines. But later, when Aaron would be at her backside, he could come to realize that skillfully intertwined with the curls and sweeps of the ink was the inviting phrase Yes you may.

Gina leaned forward, bending at the waist to slowly push the thong downward until it had cleared the tops of the boots she still stood in. As she lifted one foot to clear the delicate fabric past the foot wear's leather and metal, the couple got a long viewing of the tightly shut anus she would be eagerly offering to the cock of Sasha's husband and the outer labia of her pussy she would offer to Aaron's wife.

With the thong finally tossed over the nearest bed post like a ring in a children's game, Gina reached again to the sweater dress and stripped it upwards, clearing it from her body in a swift motion. She tossed it aside and ran her fingers through her long, brunette hair, putting it back in place. Yet another colorful tattoo greeted the happy, horny couple from over her right scapula, a large Pegasus with its wings spread wide and its stiffened cock protruding noticeably but naturally from its groin.

She turned, spinning on the heels of her boots like a model at the end of the runway, smiling seductively to her host and hostess as she struck a pose, asking, "Better?"

Her front side was as magnificent as her back: firm, gravity defying "C" cup breasts adorned with large, dark nipples that she had often described as being perma-hard; a flat belly with just the right amount of muscular definition; a thin waist that revealed a dramatic hour glass shape that her now discarded sweater and its accompanying belt had not fully revealed; and a skillfully trimmed muff that almost looked like a street arrow pointing downward to that place of wonder that was too be the source of pleasure for all this night.

Again, Gina's flesh was decorated here with smallish tattoos that needed to be upon closer to be fully appreciated. Above one nipple, a tiny bright red rose with a stem of sharp, dangerous thorns; to the right of and a bit lower than her belly button, a girl bunny (with long black eye lashes, bright red lip stick, and a comical expression of deep pleasure) being fucked by a boy bunny (with a shocked look in his eyes) who himself was being fucked by yet a second girl bunny with a strap on (and a laugh filling her face); and finally, a curving bit of art that began somewhere on her inner left thigh and moved outward and upward toward but not entirely to where her thong waist band had been, and -- again, under closer inspection -- the delicately written phase I already said yes you may.

The beauty only stood there on display, smiling to the couple, hopeful that they were happy with the choice they had made in the club, less than an hour earlier.
 
Sasha

Sasha had suspected that Gina's sweater dress was concealing a sexy body, one that would match her outgoing sexual behavior. But Gina's body was even more amazing, not only very shapely, but she had several tattoos. Gina knew she wanted to explore each of those closely at a later time.

But what really drew Sasha's attention was that hourglass figure. She was particularly interested in those pert breasts with large nipples that she knew she had to have in her mouth, and to her pussy, close to that trimmed muff, which Sasha also had to have, in her mouth.

"Better, much better." Sasha told Gina and she licked her lips, suggestively indicating that she wanted to eat her, and soon.

Sasha glanced at Arron who stood there with a large grin on his face. He looked like someone that had just won the jackpot. Problem was that he was still dressed, the only one dressed.

"Gina told you to strip, and you requested that she do so first." Sasha said in a firm tone to her husband. "Now she has done so, and I intend to enjoy playing with her. If you want to join us, you better listen to both of us. Take off your clothes!"

Sasha stepped over to Gina and fully embraced her, pressing their bodies together, breasts against breasts, her thigh pressed against Gina's groin, and gave her the deepest tongued French kiss she could.

Arron responded by quickly shedding all his clothes, his cock springing free and pointing at the two sexy foxes.
 
Gina peeked past Sasha's head as they kissed, watching the woman's husband strip. Very quickly, Aaron confirmed her belief that the rest of the body connected to that incredible cock was just as beautiful and perfect. She knew that she and Sasha needed to bring him into the activity, but the woman's kisses and wandering hands has Gina yearning for more from Sasha, more and now.

"Get on your knees," she whispered, just before she lowered her own buttocks to the edge of the bed immediately behind her. As she looked up into Sasha's face and parted her legs, revealing to those she had recently pleased the yearning location of the next pleasure to be had, she asked Sasha quietly, "Am I your first woman?"
 
Sasha

Sasha quickly understood what Gina's intentions were. She dropped to her knees just in front of Gina's feet as the sexy vixen with the long legs sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs open right in front of Sasha's face.

Sasha was mesmerized by Gina's body, particularly her nearly bare pussy just inches away. She had never been this close to another woman, especially with the intent of orally pleasuring her. She could feel her heart racing, her blood surging through her body, and her own pussy throbbing and dripping.

"Yes. You're my first." she whispered in reply to Gina's question.

Sasha moved in closer, briefly inspecting the tattoos and the trimmed muff in the shape of an arrow, pointing down at Gina's slit. Sasha grinned as she didn't need any directions to where her mouth was going.

She placed her hands on the insides of Gina's thighs, holding her legs wide apart and feeling the heat from her smooth flesh. Sasha stared at Gina's flesh folds which were slightly swollen and a bit damp.

Sasha placed her nose an inch above Gina's crotch and inhaled.

"Mmmmm." she purred. "You smell wonderful."

She tilted her head back a bit and stared into Gina's eyes as she leaned in that last inch. Her tongue touched the more experienced woman's lower lips. She held her tongue there a moment and then began to lick Gina's labia, slowly, gently, one long lick after another, gathering her fluids upon her tongue.

Gina tasted delicious. Sasha knew she would never forget this experience.

Arron, now naked, stood behind his wife, stroking his large cock, and watched with great interest as Sasha had the first go with Gina.
 
As was Sasha, Gina was also mesmerized, her attention on the manly physique of the woman's husband. And just as she'd just moments ago been thinking I'll be getting together with you alone, Sasha, Gina was already fantasizing about the afternoon delight she would be enjoying alone with Aaron in the weeks to come.

She began rocking her hips and moaning to the pleasure the inexperienced but quickly learning woman between her thighs was giving as she stared alternatively between the devilish smirk on Aaron's face and the perfectly sized cock in his hand. She reached down to take one of Sasha's hand in hers, then worked it under her thigh and to the butt cheek on that side. The repeated the maneuver with the woman's other hand, then crossed her ankles over Sasha's back, pulling her tighter into her groin.

Then, leaning her weight back on one extended, locked-elbow arm, she pointed to the carpet behind the woman eating her pussy and demanded, "Fuck your wife. Fuck her now, Aaron."

She knew that Aaron -- well, and Sasha, too -- had wanted the next pleasure to be all her own. But Gina knew that Sasha's efforts would be wasted if Gina herself was busy sucking her husband's cock again; and it seemed like such a waste to have Aaron standing there beating off his own cock.

Before the beautiful man could make a move either way, Gina mouthed Fuck her in the ass. She did not have any idea whether or not the married couple engaged in such activity, and to be totally honest, she hoped they did not. The only reason she had suggested it was to let Aaron know that she saw it as an appropriate activity, so that later -- when he was on his knees behind her and she pointed first to her anus and then to the tattoo on her back -- he would understand the meaning of her gesture.
 
Arron

"Fuck your wife. Fuck her now, Aaron." Gina commanded.

This time Arron was much more willing to accomodate her stated wishes. He really wanted to fuck Gina, but Sasha had first licks at that honey pot between the thighs of their new lover. From the expression on Gina's face, he felt assured that he would, soon enough, have his turn with her.

Arron had been watching his wife with great interest. He remembered his own first experience eating pussy and what a rush it had been. He could see that Sasha was learning fast, mostly from her own experience receiving oral and what she liked herself from a lover's mouth and tongue. And apparently she was greatly enjoying the taste and textures of Gina's pussy.

He got down on his knees between his wife's feet. He ran his hand over her shapely ass, causing Sasha to wiggle her butt at Arron. Raising his hand, he than slapped her cheek hard. *WHACK* *WHACK* *WHACK*. She flinched and yelped into Gina's pussy, never removing her tongue probing the velvet walls of her vagina.

Reaching between Sasha's legs, he found her very wet. He shoved two fingers into her as if to make sure she was ready, but he knew already that she was. Pulling the fingers out, he put one into his own mouth and sucked her fragrant fluids into his mouth. 'Yes, she is ready.' he thought. He then reached forward and offer the other finger to Gina. She leaned forward just enough to accept the other finger that she licked clean with an extended tongue.

Arron then grabbed his engorged cock and placed it at the Sasha's very wet entrance. Feeling him there, she wiggled her butt and again and said, "Fuck me, Fuck me hard."

For an instant Arron considered taking her in the backdoor. He had never done that with Sasha, but that was also something that he felt they would do someday, and maybe someday soon. But he considered that this was neither the time or place to fuck her virgin ass. Sasha needed to fully experience her first pussy eating experience.

He then started to shove his cock into her tight pussy. Yes, she had taken him countless times, but he still stretched her inner walls. He bottomed out inside her and began pumping in and out of her pussy. Each push forward forced Sasha's mouth even harder upon Gina's own opening.

He grabbed his wife by the hips and began rocking forward and back, thrusting his cock deep into his wife while she continued to eat Gina's wet pussy.

Arron locked eyes on Gina and mouthed back to her "I want to fuck you!"
 
Gina watched with great interest and lust as Aaron moved into position to fuck his wife. But she noticeably grimaced when she saw him begin spanking Sasha. Gina herself had never cared for receiving the hard stuff, although there had been plenty of times when she had been asked to dish it out. She did not know whether Aaron saw her change in expression or, if he had, whether he would understand its cause; nor did she know how she would deal with his need to spank her should he decide to do it later while behind her, which she was planning with ever dirty fiber in her body.

When she saw Aaron mouth to her I want to fuck you!, she spoke openly, "You will."

As the man began pounding his wife's pussy from behind, Sasha did her best to continue pleasuring Gina. But the woman on the bed could see that the other female's attentions were being divided. She reached down to Sasha's face and lifted it by the chin.

"Kiss me," she demanded, reaching to pull one of Sasha's arms out from other her thigh. She nodded her permission, then urged the woman up higher into her. Aaron moved with his wife, his penetrations of her only temporarily slowed as Gina demanded, "Don't stop."

With Sasha's breasts at her belly, Gina bent and twisted the two them enough to engage her in a passionate kiss, then whispered to her, "It's alright. You'll finish me ... later ... I promise." Gina thought to herself, Maybe not tonight with him ... but later ... when it's just us.

Sasha's face was wracked by the pleasure coming to her from her husband's cock. Gina wanted to see her cum again. She slid of the bed to the floor, landing on her knees. She leaned back into the bed and pulled the now moaning woman closer to her. With one hand, she pulled their faces together for a kiss that was hard to maintain as Sasha's moan turned to cries; and with the other, she reached under the beauty's body to her groin, quickly finding her swollen clit, which she immediately began flicking side to side, up and down, all around until Sasha's cries told her that orgasm was imminent.
 
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Sasha

Sasha's head was spinning from the sexual stimulations throughout her body. Eating another woman's pussy was more exhilarating than she had ever imagined. Now she better understood Arron's eagerness and lust while he ate her pussy. It wasn't just a uniquely fabulous taste, eating pussy was an intense aphrodisiac.

And she had experienced this while Arron fucked her from behind, one of her favorite positions.

So she was disappointed when Gina pulled her face away from the woman's crotch and kissed her. Then she heard Gina's words "You'll finish me ... later ... I'm promise." And Sasha could only wish that would be sometime when she would be alone with Gina and could fully explore another woman's body while not being concerned about Arron's participation.

Gina moved to sit on the floor next to, and facing Sasha. Gina pulled her into another kiss, a long passionate kiss that again flamed the fires of desire with Sasha.

Then Sasha felt fingers on her clit, flicking back and forth over that very sensitive nub. Arron's cock filling her pussy, thrusting hard and deep, along with Gina's passionate kisses, and the fingers on her clit, all sent Sasha crashing into an intense orgasm.

She screamed as loud as she ever had. Her body was raked by spasms. Her cunt clenched around her husband's cock like never before. Then her body locked, as if frozen and she gasped for air.

Arron collapsed back, sitting on his ankles, exhausted, but still sporting a large erect cock covered in Sasha's fluids. He looked at Gina with a lust in his eye. He wanted her now.
 
As the woman rode out the obviously intense orgasm, Gina clutched Sasha with her free hand, steadying her, even as her other hand continued to flick the little button of joy between her thighs. She watched the climaxing beauty's face closely, marveled by the shifts in expression and tension in her. Do I look like that? Gina wondered, entranced by the looks that sometimes appeared to be pain but obviously were not. She loved watching this on Sasha, more so than with previous female lovers, and promised herself -- just as Sasha herself had -- that no matter what, the two of them would be here like this again ... and alone.

Arron collapsed back to his haunches and watched the women as Gina took his wife into her arms and parted legs. Sasha's body trembled with euphoria, from her climactic peak well into her after glow. Gina was impressed with the length and intensity of Sasha's post-orgasm period, wondering Was that mostly Aaron ... or...? She smiled, hoping that a good portion of that delight was her cause.

And through this entire period, holding tightly to Sasha and gently caressing her goose flesh covered body, Gina was watching either Aaron's face during his own post-orgasmic moment or staring at the big cock that he was keeping ready for her with long, slow strokes and hard, hungry looks at the night's Third. When Sasha was ready to continue, Gina kissed her softly but erotically, then whispered, "Get on the bed."

Gina helped Sasha to the bed, laying her on her back with her head almost to the heavy wood head board. She got in position over the woman, engaging her in more kisses as she parted her knees a bit between the woman's fully parted thighs. She presented her ass to this pair's third, and the offer must have been obvious because it took no time at all for Aaron to be behind her, touching her, pleasuring her, and -- ultimately -- entering her with that delicious, rock hard cock.

Being pleasured by a man was so much more different than being pleasured by a woman, but no less exciting, intense, or satisfying. Aaron pounding her from behind left Gina grunting into her other lover's mouth as they continued to kiss, albeit sometimes with difficulty due to the distracting pleasure coming to Gina from the other end of her body. As her orgasm neared, she had to abandon her lip actions with Sasha, slowly slipping from her knees and extended arms until she was laying atop the wonderfully rounded body of Aaron's wife.

"I'm gonna cum!" Gina announced into Gina's ear, kissing it, licking it, then -- with a strained tone -- cried, "Oh God Sash'! I'm gonna cum! ...gonna cum! God...! Your husband ... Oh god ... he's gonna...!"

Gina reached that tipping point, that crest in the hill where, like a locomotive with no working brake, there simply was no stopping the inevitable. As the pleasure began to increase exponentially within her, all numbers of physical changes took place within and without her body: with her arms bent under Sasha's and her hands near the other woman's head, Gina's splayed fingers intertwined within in her female lovers now mussed hair; her face buried into Sasha's neck, trying vainly to continue the kisses while instead simply opening wide as her wet lips pressed to now-sweat glistened skin; her torso bent like a gymnasts, with her buttocks lifting high to better accept Aaron's cock, her mid-back arching higher, a result of the tightening of her muscular (for a mere female) abdominals, and her breasts pressed so hard into Sasha' own that, later, she would laughingly apologize to her female lover for having squished her tits; and her legs pressed harder into the back of Sasha's thighs, again the result of the tensing of her muscles, this time from her waist seemingly all the way to her toes.

By the time Gina's orgasm struck her, she was as tense as a pocket watch spring in the hands of a curious five year old. She had drawn a deep breath, after which her breathing had become short, sharp puffs of air in and out ... and then ... it hit!

Unlike many women, the moment of orgasm for Gina was almost silent, except for the sudden and obvious rushes of air from her lungs, followed by deep inhalations in preparation for the next gush. Her entire body exploded in a deeply felt tremble that her two lovers could not have missed, accompanied this time with these lovers by even more obvious twitches that, a lover had once described, led him to laugh For a moment I thought you stuck your toe in the wall socket.

Gina did not know how long she was in this state of total bliss and no conscious control. She simply laid there between the two lovers as the eruption continued, totally at their will and control. Her silent, deep exhalations slowly mutated to soft groans and then again -- as the dramatic, treasured sexual tension in her body faded -- to sharp cries of obvious delight. And then...

Gina began laughing. Not a laugh of humor. A laugh of amazement. She pulled her arms tighter around the by-now-squished Sasha, kissed her on the neck with passionate, very wet lips and tongue, and pushed her groin first downward into the woman's pussy and upwards into the man's still working cock.

(Gina was not certain whether Aaron had not yet cum or was trying to do so again, but it was more than obvious that he was still working her pussy, which both pleased her and made her marvel at his stamina.)

Eventually, she was able to open her eyes and look into Sasha's face as she kissed her passionately and said suggestively, "Happy birthday to me."
 
Sasha

Sasha was overwhelmed by their experiences. She had one orgasm in the back of their car as Gina ate her pussy, a first for Sasha, and something she would always remember. A bit later, here in their bedroom, Arron had totally fucked her pussy, while she was kissing Gina who was also teasing her clit, forcing another incredible orgasm. And now she had both lovers above her, Gina's sexy body pressed into her own, as Arron fucked Gina from behind. Sasha felt every thrust of Arron's cock into the lover they shared. And what a shared experience it had been for all three of them.

Feeling Gina's orgasm, her body shaking and trembling, was unlike anything that Sasha had ever experienced. And it was definitely not something she had expected from their first 3-some. In fact, the 3-some wasn't really anything like what she expected. It was far greater than she ever could have imagined. Truly a mind blowing, and a sexually ultra-satisfying event.

As Gina's orgasm subsided, her eyes opened. Sasha kissed her, gentle loving kisses for a woman she had only know for a few hours. Sasha ran her fingers through Gina's long hair, holding the back of Gina's head as she pulled her into another long french kiss.

Arron had rolled off of his two lovers, and then Gina rolled off of Sasha and lay between the couple. It had been a long evening of fabulous sex for all three and they were all exhausted.

Sasha rolled onto her side, her backside towards Gina and Arron. Gina spooned in behind her new female lover, wrapping an arm around Sasha, cupping her breast. Likewise Arron rolled into a spooning position behind Gina. His long arm reached over Gina and his hand came to rest on Sasha's waist.

Quickly they all fell asleep.
 
Gina did not ask to sleep over. She did not feel it necessary. The three of them had thoroughly enjoyed one another, and Gina knew that they were not finished. She knew that Aaron would want to fuck her once again; and she had promised Sasha the opportunity to finish her with her mouth, a promise Gina fully intended to keep.

But not tonight.

Gina had never been able to sleep with strangers. While her conscious body was exhausted from the energetic sex and unbelievable orgasm, her subconscious brain simply would not let her sleep with a stranger, let alone a stranger on each side of her. The first time one of the married lovers rolled significantly -- Gina was not sure which it was -- her eyes popped open, her mind asking Where are we, and why are we not in our own bed?

Gina had always hated that she could not sleep comfortably with a new lover. She had been six weeks into her last long term relationship before she ever slept with the man all the way to sunrise. So, after waking for about the sixth time, she gently pulled back the blankets and slipped out from between the two long term lovers. She stood at the end of the bed for a long moment, still naked, and admired Sasha's stunning face and bountiful breast as well as Aaron's muscular arms and chest.

Then, she gathered her clothes, went to the living room to dress and write a to the point note -- "Gina, 555-2829" -- and headed down to the street where she called a cab and headed for home, knowing that this was the greatest birthday she had ever had.
 
Arron

The next day Arron and his wife Sasha were sitting in their living area revisiting their experiences from the previous night with Gina. They both were thrilled with their first 3-way, almost to the point of feeling guilty that they had each enjoyed Gina too much.

"Last night was incredible, wasn't it?" Arron finally raised the topic for discussion.

"She was." replied Sasha.

"SHE was?" Asked Arron, raising an eye and wondering whether Sasha most enjoyed the shared 3-way experience or the 1-on-1 with Gina.

"You know we both loved the sex with Gina. The way she ate my pussy was incredible." Sasha admitted.

"Is she better at eating your pussy than I am?" asked Arron, not questioning his own abilities, but more to tease his wife.

Sasha returned the tease. "Maybe I need another sample of your skills for an adequate comparison." She winked at her husband as she lifted her skirt and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her moist slit to him.

Arron wasted no time getting on his knees in front of his wife. While she held her skit up by her waist, he pulled down her panties and tossed them over his shoulder. Sliding his hands under her ass cheeks, he pulled her forward to the edge of the sofa, then spread her legs further apart.

"Prepare for the best licking you have ever had." were his last words before his tongue contacted her wet folds.

Arron intended to give her his best oral. He had eaten her many times before, possibly hundreds of times, and felt assured that he knew what she liked best, when she wanted his tongue gently licking her clit, or delving deep between her fleshy lips. He also knew when to add fingers, and how many, and what to caress.

He could sense that Sasha was not as aroused by his oral efforts as she usually was. He was concerned that he wasn't as focused on his efforts because he was frequently thinking about Gina. He was thinking that one day soon he hoped to be spending some private time alone with her. Gina was such a sexy vixen.

Did Sasha detect that his oral wasn't his best? Could she know why he was distracted? He wondered.


Sasha

Sasha had gotten out of bed first the next morning and had found Gina's note and phone number. She decided to not share that immediately with Arron and she was consumed all day thinking about Gina and when she could get some alone time with her. She knew that having sex with Gina in the context of a 3-some with Arron would not be considered cheating on him, just as she did not consider his fucking Gina last night as cheating on her. But sneaking away with Gina for one-on-one sex without Arron knowing might be considered cheating. She knew she wanted to do it anyway. Gina was so fucking hot.

Sasha sent a text message to Gina;

"When can I see you? Sasha"​


Later that day, Arron opened a discussion about the previous night. Sasha realized that she slipped when she replied "She was". She quickly tried to recover by teasing Arron about their relative oral skills, knowing that Arron would play into her tease. And he did.

Sasha loved having sex many different ways with Arron. His oral skills were superb and always gave her great orgasms. But today Sasha had closed her eyes and was dreaming about Gina between her thighs, licking her cunt, when instead it was Arron servicing her orally. For some reason, maybe because of the forbidden nature of it, Sasha really wanted it to be Gina licking her and pleasuring her.

As much as Arron tried his best, Sasha just wasn't as aroused, the sensations were just not as great. She feared that Arron could tell that Sasha wasn't cumming quickly, and maybe not at all.

Would Arron know that Sasha was distracted? Could he know that Sasha was thinking instead about having sex with Gina? She wondered.
 
"When can I see you? Sasha"

Gina looked at the text on her phone, smiling. The woman she had driven to orgasm last night -- twice -- had conspicuously not asked When can WE see you? Sasha AND Aaron.

She did not reply immediately, wanting to see if Sasha would realize her error -- assuming it was one -- or if Aaron would also text after his wife had shared the number with her, which of course Sasha had not.

She was about to reply after work, then thought What if Sasha DIDN'T share the number, and I sent a meet time and place and he reads it? Gina suddenly realized that she could lose her opportunity to be with each of them alone and the two of them together if Sasha was caught in a lie. She set her phone aside and tried -- in vain -- to forget them both.



The second morning after that incredible night, Gina was standing at the entrance to Aaron's work place in a body hugging dress and tall heels. When he caught sight of her and diverted her way, she slowly began walking toward a more private alcove.

"I was going to leave my phone number," she began her story, testing to see if Sasha had, in fact shared. "I even wrote it down on one of your business cards that I found on the coffee table. But then I wasn't sure, so I pocket it, then took it out, then--"

Gina laughed nervously. "I couldn't remember whether I did or did not leave it, so I thought..."

She let her eyes fall to his well sculpted form and the well cut suit that contained it. She took on a bit of a shy tone as she said, "I had to know whether I had left it and you didn't want to see me again, Aaron..."

She reached her fingers out to take his tie softly into them, toying with it in a way that would make him know she desperately wanted to strip it and more off from him. She finished, "...or whether I had forgotten to leave it ... and you might consider fucking me again ... with ... or without ... your wife."
 
Arron

The moment he saw Gina, he started to walk towards her. She obviously saw him and she led him into a more private area. He listened to her as she told about leaving a number, or not leaving a number. He knew he hadn't found a number, so he wondered whether Gina did leave her number and Sasha picked it up, or whether Gina hadn't left her number. He imagined that his kinky wife may have picked up the number for herself. He would have to address that with her later.

Gina began to play sensually with his tie, as if she wanted to take that, and more, off his body. Then he heard her say "... and you might consider fucking me again ... with ... or without ... your wife."

From their encounter the other night, he knew Gina was a hot, sexual vixen who loved to fuck men and women, separately or together. He and Sasha had hit the jackpot in finding a woman who was so eager to get into bed with both of them. Yes, he wanted to have another 3-some experience with Gina and Sasha. And yes, he wanted to fuck her in a private one-on-one situation.

"Hello Gina. Actually, I hope to do both." He leaned in close to her and was able to cup her sweet little ass in his large hand. "I know that Sasha and I want to share you some more. But I really want to have you alone sometime, soon I hope.

"Do you work, or live close to here? Maybe we could hook-up for lunch this week?"
 
Gina had the answer she had wanted about whether or not Sasha had shared the number. With that taken care of, and with nothing to do until noon, her morning was open.

"Do you work, or live close to here?" Aaron asked. "Maybe we could hook-up for lunch this week?"

She moved closer to Aaron, cupped his crotch, and gave him a soft, extremely erotic kiss. When she pulled back, she said boldly, "Or maybe I could come up to your office now ... and you could fuck me over your desk."

She continued groping and massaging his quickly growing cock, even with people passing by who could have seen the inappropriate behavior if they had just looked their way.
 
Arron

Arron was thrilled by Gina's sexual advances. He gave little thought about whether he was cheating on Sasha. In this moment he just knew that he wanted Gina, and she was willing to give herself to him. He wasn't going to deny his desires.

Taking Gina by the arm he spoke to her,

"Come, let's have an initial consultation in my office."

He led Gina to the elevators and up to his company's suite. Along the way he decided that the private conference room would be a better destination. He felt certain that he would find it available, the door could be locked, and there was a private attached bathroom which might prove useful. Upon arriving at the offices, he told the receptionist to hold his calls and that they would be using the conference room for an initial consultation, no interruptions. Upon entering the conference room he locked the door behind them, took Gina into an embrace and kissed her passionately.

"Let me show you what we can do for you." he told Gina as he removed his jacket.


Sasha

Monday was one of Sasha's shift days when she worked late office hours, noon to 8 PM. Those mornings she enjoyed, without rushing, her coffee and then her shower.

Standing under the flowing hot water, her hands moved over her body, sensually touching her own breasts, her hips, and cupping her sex. She closed her eyes and imagined Gina being there with her, that it was Gina's hands on her body. Her nerves tingled with sexual excitement. Cupping a breast she pinched a nipple while fingers on her other hand began fingering her labia and running over her swelling clit. Lost in her sexual fantasy that included Gina, she pushed her fingers into her wet opening and moaned out loud.

Her sexual desires for Gina continued to grow.
 
"Let me show you what we can do for you," Aaron said, beginning to undress.

She backed away from him, watching him intently, telling him when it looked like he might near her still partially dressed, "All of it. Take all of it off."

She continued backing and watching, and when he was standing there wearing nothing but a smile and an erection, she turned her back to him and walked to the floor to ceiling windows that ran the full length of the room. She reached to her hips and pulled the pencil dress upwards, slowly exposing more and then all of her thighs, then her firm, pear shaped ass. She wore a G-string thong designed for providing quick access: she reached to the little clip at the small of her back and unhooked it. The vertical line fell away from her back but dangled tantalizingly from between her shapely buttocks.

Gina half glanced over her shoulder as she pressed the splayed fingers of both hands against the glass and arched her back, offering up her back side to Aaron. She demanded, "Do me against the glass."
 
Arron

"Damn, you're fucking crazy." Arron mumbled, maybe loud enough for Gina to hear. He was really turned on by her sexual adventurousness, her willingness to do outrageous sexual acts. Gina was practically inducing him to engage in public sexual intercourse, if anyone was watching that particular window on the 27 floor of that particular office tower. Of course, she was mostly exposing herself as she pressed herself against the floor-to-ceiling window.

His cock was throbbing. He walked over behind her and reached between her legs.

"Fuck, you're dripping wet." he remarked.

Knowing she was willing and ready, he pointed his cock at her entrance and thrust. There was no reason to delay. He grabbed her hair to exert some control over her. His other hand reached around to her front, shoving what was still hanging of her g-string aside and began fingering her clit as he thrust his hard cock time and again into her wet pussy.
 
Gina loved being fucked from behind and especially at this angle. The front wall of her pussy had always been incredibly sensitive when pressed upon, whether by a cock, a dildo, or the curled finger of a hand turned palm up between her thighs. She knew what a G-spot was, of course, but she did not know whether hers was that spot. All she knew was that each time Aaron's cock penetrated her and slid roughly across that sensitive place, deep pleasure shot through her, making her cry out in delight.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, looking out upon the city from over 300 feet in the air. It would remind her later of when she joined the Mile High Club, yet it was even better. Getting fucked, spread legged atop an uncomfortable stainless steel counter top in the tiny lavatory of a fast moving 737 was nothing compared to having her arms and hands pressed up against the glass of a high rise as her newest lover pounded her from behind.and looking almost directly down toward the street and the tiny moving objects that were people who, likely, would have traded what they were doing and where they were going to be here with Aaron and/or Gina.

Her orgasm snuck up on her this time, causing her to again go quiet for a moment before her loud, short cries of euphoria bounced off the glass and filled the room with her joy. She went weak at the knees, her ass falling back into Aaron's groin as he grasped her hips tightly and sunk himself deep into her. She did not often cum with her lovers -- consistent simultaneous orgasms were something she had only excelled at with long term lovers she knew as well as herself -- but Aaron was grunting to his own climax, his cock leaping within Gina, while she herself was feeling the deep pleasure overwhelming her entire being.

When she felt their fun was nearing an end, Gina simply pulled her lower body away from Aaron. His slowly softening cock plopped from her wet hole with a sound that made her laugh. She immediately turned, dropped to her knees, and -- without touching him with her hands -- began licking and sucking her lubricants and his cum from him. He hardened again, but once his shaft was coated mostly with only her saliva, she asked for his hand and rose to her feet. With her dress still above her hips to keep it from getting messy, she gathered her thong and headed for his bathroom.

Ten minutes later, she emerged, no evidence that she had just been fucked and driven to climax. She moved close to Aaron, kissed him seductively, then whispered, "You might not want to tell your wife about this."
 
Arron

What an amazing quick fuck he and Gina had. The naughtiness and the exhibitionism of it all heighten the thrill, and they both had cum quickly together. While Gina stepped into the bathroom to collect herself, Arron quickly got dress.

He thought about her words "You might not want to tell your wife about this."

Their quick romp had been very erotic, and Sasha loved erotic tales. But then Sasha might consider this to be cheating. So maybe he wouldn't tell her. But Arron knew he wanted to be with Gina again, with and without his wife.

When Gina reappeared, Arron walked over and embraced her. He gave her a deep, sensual kiss.

"That was fucking great. I know that Sasha would want the three of us to get together again. May I have your number?"
 
"May I have your number?[/I]"

Ginaa's lips broadened in a smile, for more than just one reason. Gina had suspected before arriving that Sasha had kept her phone number for herself, and the fact that Aaron was so willing to slip upstairs for extramarital sex had only strengthened that conviction. His question was just the frosting on a delicious, erotic cake.

She turned to his deck, found a pen, and scribbled her number on one of Aaron's cards, trying to remember exactly how she had completed the one Sasha had, just in case one of them came across the other. As she did this, with her back unnecessarily arched, she gently rocked her weight from one leg to the other, ensuring that Aaron got a good look at the back end he had just been pounding his groin against.

She stood, offered him the paper, and warned, "You might want to keep this from your wife, too. Or she will know I paid you a visit."

She turned and headed for the door, her hips swaying a bit more naturally than usual -- even for a woman in five inch heels -- as she finished, "I'll ... bump into her at her work or something ... tell he I want to see the two of you--"

As she unlocked but did not yet open the door, she added the words she wanted him to think she was concerned about his marriage, "--together, of course. Is she working now?"

Aaron told Gina is was Sasha's late day at the office and that she would likely be home. Gina responded quickly, "Then I will wait for another day. Text me her schedule so that, um..." She eyed his groin conspicuously, then smiled devilishly. "So that I don't accidentally show up to suck your cock and find her there."

And then she turned, opened the door, and was gone.



Gina was barely emerging from the elevator when a familiar female voice sounded on the other end of her cell. Without a hint of expected discussion, Gina said, "I'll be at your house in 30 minutes. Your husband isn't home is he?"



When Sasha opened the door, Gina simply grasped the woman's hand and started her toward the bathroom, saying, "I've been in this dress since 6am ... board meeting with the big wigs ... I'm sweaty, I smell--" She looked at the woman's sexy body, smiling. "And if you are going to finish getting me off, I want to be perfect for you."

Gina's true reason for a shower, of course, was that her pussy and inner thighs stunk of her lube and Sasha's husband's seed...
 
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