The Jet Set

[Arioso]

Carrie fidgets a little, her bullet-hard nipples pressing against the thin cotton of her tee in testament to her anxiety and arousal. I can only imagine all the warnings racing through her mind...and I hear traces of those alarm bells in the half-hearted protests she makes as I begin to pour all three of us a glass of the chianti.

"Really, ma'am, I probably shouldn't be drinking since I have to drive back--"

"Oh, call me Jacki, please -- I insist. And since you'll be helping us sample the pizza, the food should help absorb a few little sips of wine," I assure her warmly, holding a glass out to her. When she finally takes it, I make sure to let my fingers brush against hers -- holding her gaze with mine during the brief contact. "And I almost forgot, should we use the good china for this?"

Carrie's forehead wrinkles in bemused disbelief, as if she feels like Alice who's tumbled down the rabbit hole. "No, no...it's really not that fancy. You can eat pizza out of the box."

I turn to Rand and gape in amazement. "Darling, how novel! Eating out of a box. Won't it be just like the meal we had on that large basket at the Kabyle restaurant in Saint-Paul de Vence?"

In perfect form, Rand raises his wine glass in a salute and says, "A toast...to a new dining experience."

Mmm....his robe falls open just a little across the chest when he lifts his glass...I love my husband's chest!

The three of us drink, Carrie a little hesitantly, but I can see the appreciative expression on her face as she tastes the chianti. Well, of course -- 1979 was a very good year. When I lift the lid on the box, a savory, steamy aroma wafts up and draws a soft, deep moan from my lips.

"Carrie, how do you manage to deliver these things and not devour them all yourself? This smells positively decadent!" My voice sings with seduction as I fix her with a hungry gaze.

She blushes and laughs. "Well, I guess the novelty wore off for me a long time ago."

"Oh, well I love indulging in new things," I purr suggestively, enjoying the deeper flush that creeps into her cheeks. "Especially when they're as delicious...and exotic...as this...Here, have some more wine. Try the merlot."

I ease up from the sofa and fetch another wine glass for her. When I return to set it on the coffee table, I bend low, giving her an excellent flash of my bare breasts as the pajama top sags open. I stay that way as I pour the wine.

"But ma-- Jacki, I haven't finished this glass," Carrie stammers.

"I know, honey, I know, but this is a tasting. Usually it involves sampling several glasses. Please, try both of them with the pizza," I urge smoothly.

As she lifts the merlot to her sweet lips, I can't resist the temptation to brush the back of my hand against her cheek. She starts a little and glances at me, but doesn't choke on her mouthful of wine. In fact, she's steady enough to be able to swallow it...her eyes watching me the entire time.

I give her a lingering smile. I can feel her relaxing...feel her slowly accepting my interest in her...it's so erotic to feel the hypnotic mood in the air as she silently, almost imperceptibly, yields to the unspoken offer I've been making ever since she stepped inside our house.

Rand, Carrie, and I continue our meal, alternating messy bites with heady sips of different wines and light conversation. As I eat, I casually shift from time to time against the back of the sofa...nudging my shoulder a little so that the pajama top slips down a little...then readjusting...each time revealing just a little more...always noticing how eagerly Carrie's eyes flit to my chest, yet how carefully she tries to mask her interest....

Until I finally let the pajama top slide down from my shoulder enough to bare my left breast, framing my full, round flesh in lustrous, blue silk.

And I wait.

I stare at Carrie.

Her eyes freeze on my pale, voluptuous breast and puckered nipple. Slowly...but inevitably...her gaze lifts to mine and we're locked in an exquisite moment of mutual realization. I have her.

"Does this bother you, Carrie?" I ask her very softly.

She's had two-and-a-half glasses of wine by now, but she isn't drunk. I'm not interested in taking advantage of someone so inebriated that she can't choose to enjoy the pleasure I'm offering. However, her inhibitions definitely seem to have lowered...she doesn't tense up immediately. No, her body seems relaxed, although her breathing quickens...her lips redden and her nipples grow even more prominent under her tee as the blood rushes to all of her hot spots.

"No," she manages to whisper, her voice catching in her throat, shaking a little.

Slowly, my eyes never leaving hers, I sit up and undo the rest of the buttons on my pajama top. The silk falls away to the sides, baring both of my firm, swollen breasts. I lean closer and closer to Carrie, displaying my tits like an offering.

"Would you like to touch me?" I murmur, letting my gaze wash over her, giving her a clear signal of my desire.

She licks her lips nervously....the seconds pass as the different reactions battle within her...but I know that curiosity has won out when her hand tentatively lifts up from where it's been gripping the sofa cushion tightly.

At that first, hesitant, butterfly ghosting of her fingers on my velvety soft breast, I can't help myself. My eyes slip shut and I feel the tremor shake through me as I moan, "Yessssss."

 

[ozme52]

The pizza reminded me of something I once ate in the streets of Palermo Sicily when I was a youngster traveling with my parents.

The chianti was perfect with the pizza, which made sense to me, I guess pizza is considered Italian cuisine...

Mostly though I sat quietly. Unobtrusively. Jacki glanced at me once or twice but mostly I faded into the background. A silent observer watching Jacki spin and slowly ensnare Carrie in her web.

I sat there, once again amazed at how easily Jacki could seduce a total stranger into having sex with her. Men I could understand but she did it to men and women alike. And I very much liked what I saw in Carrie.

It wasn't long before Jacki had exposed herself, her tits, to Carrie. An even shorter time until she had Carrie touching her.

My cock began to travel down the leg of my shorts. I knew the best was yet to come.

 

[Arioso]

Carrie's palms hover tentatively over my breasts at first -- she barely touches my skin, and the skittishness of her touch is more erotic than all the grotesque, mechanical mauling you often see in adult viddies. By the way she moves her hands around, slowly pressing harder to feel my nipples dragging against her palm, I can tell that Carrie's fascination is growing.

I wonder if her panties are damp yet.

I'll bet they're plain cotton. She looks like a plain, no-nonsense cotton gal.

With a little wet spot in the middle now...

"That feels nice, Carrie," I assure her softly, my eyes hooded as they gaze dreamily into hers.

Her hands blanket my breasts in response, fingers draping over the curved flesh, palms centered over my stiffened peaks. I love the fact that she's savoring this -- that she's taking her time to enjoy her first feel of tit. Very gently, I roll my shoulders a little and jiggle my chest for her -- teasing a little playfully to encourage her to explore further.

Those deep, chocolate eyes search mine for a moment, as if she's still not sure this is really happening, and then she pinches both nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and begins to tug. My areolas stretch as she pulls -- elastic, rosy peaks that yield to her every whim as she twists and squeezes and massages them into wrinkled buds.

"Ohhhgodddd Carrie," I breathe, letting the sweet kiss of her fingers on my nipples carry me away.

She's reclining against some over-stuffed throw pillows piled to her side of the sofa; not quite lying down, but eased back and gazing up at me, her lips parted and her pert little breasts rising and falling as she takes rapid, fluttery breaths.

I move to take the next step.

My hand falls to the hem of her white tee shirt. As I start to slide it up her belly, I look her directly in the eye, leaving no mystery as to my intent. Her breasts bob a little faster atop her chest...I can almost feel the leap in her pulse...but she doesn't stop me.

The white cotton sweeps along the smooth plane of her tummy -- she has just a hint of muscle, but her flesh is still soft and feminine. I let my pinky graze the rim of her belly button, drawing a slight gasp from her and making her shiver. Her nipples press bullet-hard against the tee...and then I'm there. Ohhh yesss, I can see the gorgeous, faint swells of her bare titties, just barely peeking from beneath the hem of her tee.

I can't resist. The moment is so reverent, like an unveiling. Both hands grasp the hem of her shirt and I slowly fold it up, finally exposing both of her tits. They're shy, erotic bumps (fashions must drape so well on her!), as sensual as sand dunes under a desert sky, capped with delicate, exquisite nipples.

"Carrie, you're so beautiful," I murmur, my eyes glimmering. "I need to touch you, baby -- I have to..."

She doesn't say anything; she's been mute the entire time, as if she's afraid to speak and break the spell. Or maybe she's still nervous and thinks that if she doesn't say anything, it isn't really happening -- she's not responsible for any of this. But she doesn't stop me, either. All it would take would be a word, or her hand on my wrist. But she doesn't stop me.

My hands glide over her sweet little titties and her eyes follow. I'm guessing this is the first time she's ever seen slender fingers and painted fingernails kneading her breasts or playing with her nipples. But I know what I'm doing, all right...I let her reactions guide me, but soon I'm pulsing my fingertips in rapid, short tugs, squeezing her nipples, mimicking a suckling mouth...

...and she groans.

Carrie has lost the battle with her silence...A low, breathy, sensual moan slips from her mouth and she arches her back just a little, lifting her breasts higher.

Who am I to resist an offer like that?

I bend my head over her gentle swells and suck one delicate, hardened nipple into my mouth. The other nipple, I keep squeezing and tugging with my fingers, occasionally scratching the pebbled flesh with my nail and relishing the violent shudder that sends through her. Carrie is melting for me so sweetly...and now.....ohhhh now I can smell her. Even through her denim jeans, I can smell the sexy scent of her wet pussy.

That drives me so wild.

Never breaking my sensual suction on her nipple, keeping her poised on the crest, I fumble with the snap and zipper on her jeans. She tenses a little, but it's that glorious, can't-back-out-now, tension of surrender. I manage to nudge her jeans and white panties (I knew it!) down just a few inches -- not quite off her hips, and barely enough to reveal a neat little strip of curly, dark hair and her swollen pink lips.

I wonder how Rand likes the view...her panties must frame her pussy and mound like a diamond...

As I begin to slide my finger between those moist, clingy lips down below, I lift my head from Carrie's breast and bring my mouth scarce inches away from hers. Meeting her eyes, giving her the sly smile of a new lover, I brush my lips against hers and insinuate my tongue between them just as I ease my finger into her slick, steamy depths.

Two moans serenade my ears. Carrie's, which whispers soft and breathy into my mouth as my tongue seduces hers; and Rand's, which drifts over my back. Not wanting to leave him out, I try to shift my weight to the side enough to give him a clear view of Carrie's beautiful, ravishing body, with her tee riding up over her naked tits and her jeans and panties shoved down just past her pulsing, juicy cunt.

 

[ozme52]

I watched intently as Carrie explored Jacki's tits. This prelude to a main event I was anticipating with relish. Carrie's face had a wonderment that told all. This was going to be her first bi experience. Jacki would have to take it slowly but then Jacki was a master at such seductions. Over the years I have actually learned a lot about the seduction of innocent young girls from Jacki.

Jacki seemed to know the perfect moment to change from lovely recipient to loving initiator. It wasn't long before I saw Carrie's pert nipples... she wasn't big up there but oh how sensitive and responsive... Jacki teased them to pebbly hard peaks.

When she eased Carrie's jeans down, taking her panties with them I leaned forward. My cock lurched and stroked myself a bit as I contemplated later, when I'd part those lips myself and slide my meat deep into Carrie... I could almost imagine the moan I'd elicit. But that wouldn't be for quite a while.

I waited for that delicious moment when Jacki would first slide her tongue into Carrie's mouth, wondering if Carrie would readily reciprocate or if Jacki would have to coax her out more.

"Yessss" I couldn't help myself... Jackie slid her slender finger up between Carrie's labia in time with her tongue and Carrie's receptive moan told me the prelude would indeed proceed to the the main theme.

Maybe later I'd introduce myself into the intermezzo...

But for now I was content to watch Jacki conduct this concerto and I could see she was playing it very well indeed.

 

[Arioso]

Carrie's tongue is warm and oh so yielding, with just the right hint of wine and savory spices from our dinner. Our mouths clasp each other softly, almost nuzzling, and I drink down every heady whimper that she lets out when my finger grazes just the right spot in her slick channel.

"Oh Carrie...sweet, sweet honey...I want to make you feel so good..will you let me?" I whisper raggedly, almost drunkenly, against her face in rare moments where she and I both come up for air.

Of course, I'm not quite playing fair. She's still hesitating...I can see it in the slight furrow in her brow, hear it in her wavering voice.....but I'm doing my best to drown that all out as I pump my fingers -- two of them now -- in her steamy cunt.

"I...I've never done....I should be...getting back," she pants uncertainly, even though her longing gaze never wavers from mine.

She wants to cum...but she's afraid of what that makes her if she cums around the fingers of a pretty lady she's just met...

I lift my head up just a little so she can see me worship her beautiful body with my eyes. Then I nudge my bare breasts against hers, very gently, shivering along with her when our stiffened nipples slide together. I know that the jolt of pleasure that sends coursing right down to my toes is the same one she feels.

"I want to make love to you, Carrie," I purr, slowly pressing my hips to hers and giving a little grind. "And Rand wants to make love to you, too." I nod back toward my husband, who, Carrie only just now discovers, is stroking his cock as he watches us.

That's a bit of a shock for her, and her eyes widen as she begins to realize exactly what kind of a scenario she's gotten herself into. But I coax her to relax with a little thumb on her clit -- oh, it's so delicious to see her face grimace and her eyes slip shut as I circle my thumb on that little pearl of flesh, rubbing firmly but lightly.

"We're not going to hurt you, sweetheart -- this is all about pleasure. And we'll make sure you don't have to worry about your job...please....just give us a few hours," I urge her softly, my hand still working its magic between her thighs.

The lust surges within me when, at last, she raises her hand to my cheek, looks me straight in the eye, and slowly draws me down for another kiss. I moan into her mouth and our tongues duel eagerly for several moments before I break away and move to coax her jeans and panties down past her hips.

Then over her knees...down to her ankles....until I've pulled them off completely. As I'm shimmying out of my pajama bottoms and shedding my top, I watch her pull her tee shirt over her head...and know I finally have her.

She's not the only one seduced -- I'm drunk with the moment now, and bend down between her thighs in a heartbeat, practically diving for her. She keeps her dark-and-curlies neatly trimmed, a nice, clean bikini cut, so her lips feel smooth and slippery. I give her the royal treatment...my fingers thrust inside her, thumb still circling her clit, while I begin to lavish her entire slit with long, sensual strokes of my tongue.

I have her thrashing on the sofa, her legs draped open wide and her urgent groans and gasps filling the air when I notice Rand beside me, kissing his way slowly up her left calf. He hears it too -- she's about to cum. And he wants to be there to taste the flood when I push her over...

 

[ozme52]

Oh how Jacki played Carrie. Her protestations of innocence were like whimpers of lust in my ears, as I watched her discard her reservations one by one even as they passed across her lips.

Jacki's slender fingers played in Carrie's sweet little pussy, priming her for the more 'imposing' invader that I hoped to soon employ. Carrie's eyes drifted to me, for the first time since Jacki began the assault on her senses.

I was indeed stroking myself through the silk shorts, not letting her get a good look, not yet at least, but enough to perhaps whet her curiosity. The tip of Carrie's tongue slid almost inperceptably between her lips and then her attention went back to Jacki as Jacki began to strip off their remaining clothes.

I left the chair. A bit of encouragement to move the tableau forward. My fingers dipped into Jacki's moist folds and she ground her hips down against my probing. Jacki spread Carrie's legs wider and I brushed my lips along her smoothness, delightful.

I eased around behind Carrie and looked at Jacki as I fed some of Jacki's nectar to Carrie with my fingers. Carrie could hear me whisper in her ear. Jacki heard me say it too.

"Taste her Jacki..."

 

[Arioso]

Rand hardly has to urge me. But, then, we both know his words are more for Carrie than for me. Naughty, whispered words to let her feel the full force of what's happening.

She's got her legs open, and a woman is about to go down on her.

With two fingers, I spread Carrie's labia apart, feeling the juicy, slippery give as I press and separate. Then, keeping my eyes on her, I bend lower and poise my tongue at the bottom of her slit. Slowly, I start to lick upward, gathering her sweet, salty dew on the tip. Carrie tilts her head back and lets out the softest, gentlest sigh. Her flavor is so subtle....so rich and savory. I moan into her wet cleft and begin stroking my tongue more eagerly.

I let it nudge in between her folds, burrowing deeper in that juicy, ripe slit, and begin devouring her. My fingers gently massage her engorged lips, folded out to the sides, while I begin to nibble at her hooded clit with my lips.

Carrie rewards me with a rush of salty ambrosia....I wonder whether my face is as covered in juices as it feels like?

 

[ozme52]

Jacki lowered her face into Carrie's groin. I knew she'd hit the sweet spot when Carrie softly moaned. Her neck stretched back and I could see her pulse softly beating against her skin.

My breath carressed Carrie's ear as I whispered a running commentary to inflame her libido.

"That's my wife between your legs..."

"Does it feel gooood?"

"Oh, she's licking your clit."

"Oh yessssss, come on her tongue."

My hands gently carressed the up and down Carrie's ribcage and enfolded her sensitive titties.

"That's sooo good Carrie. Don't stop. Let it all go."

 

[Arioso]

It's sweet music to my ears when Carrie begins to whimper at Rand's subtle prompting. He's so good at getting someone to appreciate every last detail of what they're experiencing. So our sexy delivery girl doesn't just feel my tongue on her...Rand makes her think about it. Live it twice, in a way.

And sure enough, she whimpers.

Then he puts his hands on her and I'm almost jealous. My husband's hands create sexual art. They do. Between the two of us, Carrie is being treated to an erotic tour-de-force, an all-out grope-fest that has to be making her feel sexier and more desired than she ever has in her life.

If this isn't the best she's ever felt...then I'm going to want to get some phone numbers from her before she leaves....

She starts to cum on my face, bathing me with rich, musky juices and gasping like an opera singer reaching for a high note...over and over. I can see her head thrashing as I gaze up along that soft, sensual torso of hers. Rand steadies her a little as he massages her tits, his fingers worrying her nipples which strain up so eagerly now, they almost look too big for her small breasts. Thick, fleshy, puffy nipples that you'd expect to see on a porn star instead of a pizza gal.

The magic that Rand works on her swollen nipples soon has Carrie arching and heaving her chest just as hungrily as she grinds her hips against my face. Her body has yielded itself utterly -- I think she'd go for almost anything now, so long as Rand whispered it in her ear while I sucked her tender clitty.

I keep lapping at her pussy, pulling her lips and opening her wider so I can slip both my tongue and a finger inside her. Hooking my finger slightly, I start to scrape it along the juicy walls of her cunt, right below the pubic bone....searching...searching...

"JACKI!!!" she cries out, her whole body going rigid for a split second.

It's hard to keep from grinning as my mouth presses against her pussy to catch the next torrent of feminine nectar that her belly shudders out for me. Her skin has taken on a beautiful, rosy flush and it's dampened with sweat. We've only just begun, but Carrie already looks thoroughly fucked.

Mmmmm....god, I could eat her pussy all night....but I have a feeling Rand may have some other fun games in mind...

 

[ozme52]

Carrie was all rung out, little after shocks of pleasure coursed through her body as Jacki licked up the last of Carrie's carnal effluence.

My lips returned to the shell of Carrie's ear. Again Jacki could see me whispering to Carrie though this time she couldn't hear, only Carrie.

"So sweet. Look at her, at Jacki..." My lips brushed Carrie's earlobe, my breath soft against the tiny hairs within.

"Isn't she beautiful. So pretty Her lips. Such lovely lips... Lips for kissing. Kisses that only a woman can give. Soft and gentle." Carrie's hand reached out as if she were an automoton and I held her controls. Cupping Jacki's chin. Lifting Jacki's face up from between Carrie's own thighs.

Jacki shivered at Carrie's gentle touch, Carrie reaching down and Jacki stretching up until their lips touched, an electric contact that forced them together. I saw Carrie's throat working and knew their tongues were now exchanging butterfly soft touches as they again explored each the other.

Again, my voice a whisper in Carrie's ear, her external conscience though neither good nor evil. Only sexual.

"Her gorgeous breasts. Yearning for your touch, your caress. See how her nipples stretch out looking for your touch. Taste them Carrie. Like sweet gum drops to be chewed as they get harder and harder between your lips." I gently pushed Carrie forward and she in turn pushed Jacki upright as first her fingers and then her lips toyed with Jacki's tits.

Another gentle nudge from me and Carrie's lips began to trail down Jacki's globes, her stomach, tongue tracing a path, flicking like butterfly flitting from flower to flower. But it was Jacki's flower that Carrie was approaching.

"Yessss, So soft, look how Jacki's tummy flutters as your breath caresses her skin." Jacki was now easing back, relaxing into the cushions as I urged Carrie lower and lower. Jacki's hands had begun to guide Carrie, helping her approach Jacki's love nest. Jacki's eyes were barely open as she savored the attention. I could almost see the steam in them as Jacki's caudren came to a boil.

I nodded to Jacki and smiled as I backed off to let Jacki continue Carrie's education.

My eyes following the action, and as Carrie's face drew closer and closer to Jacki's pussy, Carrie's tiny butt rose higher and higher. I couldn't help but stroke myself in anticipation.

 

[Arioso]

"Mmm...Carrie, what you're doing to me...so wonderful," I sigh as this delectable creature between my thighs is poised for what I'm sure is her first taste of pussy.

Such a treat for both of us!

I have an intuition about Carrie, one that might explain why I haven't had to work a little harder to coax her to go down on me.

"It felt so good when I ate you out, didn't it, honey?" my voice caresses her gently, but I know from the intensity in her eyes that I'm on the right trail. "So much better than clumsy boys who don't know their way around a woman's body. Warm lips...a soft tongue...they can bring you alive in ways you never dreamed..."

And there it is! There it is!

A little smile.

There's no mistaking it...Carrie is actually enjoying this now. She's curious. I hit the nail on the head: she's young, and probably hasn't had sex with anyone other than boys in their early twenties.

In other words, the poor dear has only experienced the incompetent, hasty pawings of those creatures least likely to understand what really gets a woman's motor revving. Now, she may only have had fleeting thoughts of bisexuality...but after the utter worship I lavished on that beautiful, tender flower of hers, I'm guessing she's ready to believe that skill is more important than gender.

And she wants to learn what I can teach her.

So I guide her patiently, indulging myself in her initial, hesitant exploration as if I were tasting wine.

"Tell me how I taste, Carrie. Just dip your tongue a little in my pussy and take a tiny taste," I purr, watching her as she stares and stares at my dripping snatch. I'm beginning to wonder if this is the first pussy she's ever really looked at! There are such things as mirrors...

But soon, she bends closer to my dewy petals ... ahhh, yessss....enough for me to feel the warmth of her breath right before the first kiss of her tongue in my steaming cleft.

Then the little minx wiggles her tongue, and I nearly fly off the sofa. WHERE did she learn how to do that?!

"OH GOD, CARRIE! YES! Keep licking...just like that!!!"

As she settles in for some lip-smacking goodness, I can see Rand nudging her ass just a little higher and guiding her knees apart. I can't help smiling before I let my eyes slip shut at the treat that Carrie is in for.

All the clumsy young men she's ever been with will pale in comparison once she's been introduced to my husband's cock and everything he knows how to do with it...

 

[ozme52]

Still wet from Jacki's prior attention and her rocking orgasm, I saw how nice and plump looking Carrie's peach was. Carrie's labia will stiil parted and her inner petals, pink and delicate, were visible. I could even see the opening to her vagina. winking as if she were still feeling the aftershocks of her previous orgasm or the precursors of the next. It was as if Carrie's pussy were winking at me. A private joke.

Jacki was straining, her eyes closed as Carrie learned her way around Jacki's pussy. Carrie working at it, trying to please Jacki the way Jacki had pleased her.

"Ohmygod, Carrie! Yesssss! Keep licking... ungh....just like that!" I grinned, Jacki was obviously enjoying herself and Carrie must have been a fast learner. She dug in even more enthusiastically at Jacki's words.

I dropped my shorts and stepped out of them, Carrie's ass bobbed before me and I caressed her hips and tight buns. My fingers followed the slight crease around, under, and between her thighs. A little added pressure as I retraced their path and Carrie arched her back down, pushing her face harder into Jacki's delta and her vagina back towards me, opening it even further for my approach.

I slid my cock, now hard and rampant, down between Carrie's thighs and let it rise up against her abdomen and along the partly open furrow of her vagina. My withdrawal stroked along her furrow and Carrie waggled her hips as if to capture my rod. As the head slid along her furrow my own fingers pulled up. Carrie was so wet I slipped right inbetween her lips and lodged at the entrance of her vagina. I could already feel the intense heat of her flesh and the indescribable pressure... as ready as she was, I was still bigger than she must have been used to.

Carrie's head came up as she moaned. The way I entered her was both a surprise and an obvious pleasure, despite my girth. She bucked though, as if her natural apprehension, her fear of being hurt, made her try to escape. Jacki brought her head back down and I pressed down on the small of her back. I rode out the small bucking as she delightfully tried to squeeze me out, but I didn't push further in. Not until she realized she was okay and began lapping Jacki again.

I flexed several times, temporarily expanding my cock head as my rod pushed upward and making Carrie groan. Jacki moaned each time as the vibrations from Carrie's throat carried fully through her lips and tongue and into Jacki's pussy and directly into Jacki's clit.

Each time I flexed Carrie's ass wiggled and waggled and I slid in another inch. And with each inch I parted the membranes of Carrie's hot pussy and her lips clasped and squeezed around the newly introduced cockshaft within her.

I was nearly halfway in and for a moment I thought I was going to cum like a schoolboy. I had to take control and stilled Carrie's hips with my hands and pulled her back as I pushed forward. It wasn't fast and it wasn't violent but it was inexorable as I slowly sank into Carrie's tight little pussy until I was buried deep inside of her. Deeper probably than she'd ever been plumbed. And I was deeper in her than I had ever been within anyone before. Carrie's tiny ass saw to that and I could feel her outer labia clasping me at the very root of my cock.

 

[Arioso]

For a beautiful, priceless moment, Carrie raises her head from my pussy and her expression freezes in an erotic grimace of overwhelming ecstasy. Her eyes roll back like she's about to black out, her mouth yawns wide, and her head tilts back. Lust and strain battle it out on her face as she groans like a beast of burden unable to take any more. I almost expect to see Rand's cock slowly push its way out her mouth, she's trembling so hard.

Once he's seated fully within her snug little cunny, I see my husband hold still, staving off his release and letting Carrie get used to what I know is a fucking huge cock.

I take the opportunity to coax our sweet delivery girl back to my pussy. I'm as patient as the next person when someone is inexperienced...but she's got me so close, I'm squirming.

"Lick me, Carrie," I whisper, threading my fingers through her brown hair which has become so disheveled that stray silky strands have slipped free of her pony tail and dangle down around her face. Some of her chestnut locks are sticky and plastered to her cheeks, and I don't know if it's sweat or pussy juices that coats them. "Suck on my clit, baby...make me cum!"

We've worked Carrie past the need for gentle persuasion. She's been hooked; she wants this, too. So I'm not worried to cut loose a little and ride her. My knees sag open brazenly and I draw them up enough to let my feet rest lightly on her shoulders. Then, cupping my hands around her skull, I guide her to bury her face in my crotch again. When I feel her tongue glide through the juicy cleft of my cunt and plunge inside my swampy heat, I clench my ass and tuck my hips up, rocking in sync with her...fucking my pussy around her tongue.

"Yess....ohhh yesss Carrie...ohhhh sweet baby you're going to make me cum all over your face..." my breathy sighs float through the air and mingle with the juicy, slurpy smacking of her mouth on my cunt and Rand's cock sluicing through her dripping channel.

The sounds are so nasty, so sexy, I can't help myself. I pump my hips faster, digging my fingers into Carrie's scalp and mashing my drooling cunt against her chin, mouth, and nose. My tits bob and sway on my chest from the force of my humping as I come closer and closer to losing control. A feverish selfishness is taking over...my concern for sweet Carrie is being seared away by a burning, primal need to use her to bring myself off...to use her sexy, gorgeous face to rip a shuddering orgasm from my depths...

Through hooded eyes, I can see him gripping Carrie's hips and changing his angle of penetration...I wonder how long he'll be able to last...and how soon he'll be able to make her cum around his meaty shaft....

 

[ozme52]

Carrie's pussy began throbbing around my cock as she got accustomed to the pressure. Jacki pulled Carrie's head back down into her crotch... Carrie must have dug right in because Jacki began moaning and humping her pussy into Carrie's face.

I took that as my signal to begin fucking Carrie. I withdrew and reentered her slowly at first, partly for her sake but mostly so I could savor the tightness and newness of her pussy on my cock.

It wasn't long though before I was stroking most of my entire length in and out. The feel against my groin as I slammed into that tiny ass... followed by my balls freely swinging forward and against her clit only drove me to do so harder yet again.

Each impact caused Carrie's body to shake and shudder and each impact drove Carrie's face deeper into Jacki's crotch. Each impact was echoed by a moan from my sweet Jacki as if I were pounding rght through Carrie and my cockhead was pummeling Jacki's entryway.

Though she probably didn't notice, Jacki and I were now merely using this sexy young body for our mutual enjyment. But that was not without its own benefits. I could feel Carrie's pussy flowering open, as if inviting me to plumb even deeper and fill her even fuller.

My hands hooked under Carrie's hips, she was so light I pulled her partially off her knees... my cock head now sliding along the roof of Carrie's vagina... I knew that I had to be stimulating her g-spot. One, two, three strokes and Carrie literally screamed into Jacki's pussy as she came.

Carrie's pussy clamped down so hard I couldn't seem to withdraw but an inch and then I slammed forward and buried my self to the root as my muscles spasmed and I drenched her insides with my scalding sperm.

"OH JACKI!!!!!! I'M FUCKING CUMMINGGGGGGG"

 

[Arioso]

Seeing Carrie lose control while my husband cums in her pussy is too much for me to handle, and I finally give into the sweet, delicious pressure that has been building in my cunt. I grip her face and hold her right against my bare cunny as the waves wash over me. It couldn't be more perfect: her mouth is gasping wide open from her orgasm, nice and ready to catch my juices. My thighs are trembling as I tilt my hips up and press, feeding Carrie my rich, savory sauce.

Eventually, Carrie collapses forward on me, looking so drowsy and drained that I just want to cuddle her all night. And as soon as the idea flits through my mind, I glance up to Rand and catch his eye. All it takes is for me to lick my lips and nod to our little delivery girl suggestively...and I see an answering smile spread across his face. I can always trust Rand to be up for more!

He stays buried in her loins and slowly leans forward, blanketing her back with his chest as he peppers her neck and shoulders with light kisses. Threading my fingers through her hair, I caress her scalp and murmur, "Carrie...that was wonderful...I wish you could stay with us a little longer. They'd let you off work if we asked, wouldn't they?"

At this, her sexy, doe-like brown eyes flutter open and she focuses on me uncertainly. I can see all of the worries running through her mind, broadcast in slight twinges at the corners of her eyes and an uneasy pout tugging at her lips.

"Ssshhh, it's okay...you're safe with us. I promise, we won't do anything you won't like," I assure her, tracing my fingers down along her neck.

"Well, it's just that..." Carrie finally confesses softly, "...just that...I don't want to lose my job..."

I give her my warmest, most confident smile. "Let me take care of everything, honey...don't you worry. Rand, sweetheart...why don't you show Carrie a little more of our home...perhaps some place more comfortable?"

Grinning, Rand helps Carrie sit up. She's so lethargic from the sexual workout we gave her that he doesn't hesitate at all before gathering her up in his arms. Sometimes I forget that other people aren't quite used to the ....intensity....that Rand and I enjoy in our sex lives.

A quick phone call, and an offer to sponsor a pizza night for a downtown youth center, to be catered by Carrie's employer at our expense, is all it takes to persuade her manager to let her off for the rest of the evening. After all...we're so grateful that she can help us with our plans for that, since we know so little about what the youngsters like these days....

When I hang up, I can't repress a little smirk. I wonder if Carrie will like the toy I have in mind for her?

Already energized for another round of exploring Carrie's delectable body and her sweet responsiveness, I head upstairs to rejoin my two lovers for the evening...

 

[ozme52]

I gathered Carrie into my arms and carried her up the stair. I looked right and left considering my options and decided on one of our "playrooms."

I entered the room and set Carrie gently on the bed. I looked up and caught her reflection on the canopy mirror. She actually looked quite innocent lying there, eyes drowsy following her orgasm. I might have felt the same way except I was already contemplating the next session.

I climbed into the bed and took her into my arms, cradling her for a while, letting her doze for a few moments before I began to caress her awake.

I guided her head between my legs and began to feed my cock to her. She gobbled it up quite nicely and began to suckle on it. I was already begining to get hard again when Jacki walked in.

I winked at her because we were about to reenact the scene downstairs... only we were going to switch positions.

 

[Arioso]

Rand has bought me a sex toy every year for my birthday since we started dating...and I know which one he wants me to use as soon as I see him lying with Carrie on the bed. His eyes meet mine and then travel down to her cute little body which rests between his legs as her head bobs over his reawakening cock. Then his hands reach down to caress her firm ass cheeks and he glances back up at me, right as he squeezes.

There couldn't be a clearer signal between the two of us.

My scalp and skin tingles with anticipation as I saunter easily toward a large chest of drawers that contains many of our toys. I rummage through the collection as quietly as possible, so as not to distract Carrie from what looks like a very tasty blow job. Oh yes...very tasty, if the blissful expression on Rand's face is any indication.

At last, I find what I'm seeking...then I begin securing the harness and double-dong around my waist and hips, positioning the smaller, internal phallus so it fits inside my pussy and rubs directly against my g-spot. With a few final adjustments, I pad softly toward the bed, sporting an 8" faux hard-on.

All right, so I won't be quite as good, given that my toy is smaller than Rand. But I know a technique or two...

My first signal to Carrie that I've rejoined them is the caress of my hands along her hips and back, and a few butterfly kisses at the nape of her neck. She sighs around Rand's cock, acknowledging me...but she's so wrapped up in sucking his meaty rod that she doesn't seem to notice the smooth, pole-shaped thing brushing against her inner thighs.

Smiling, I start to tease her...I rock my hips just enough to drag my strap-on dong along the juicy cleft that's still leaking dribbles of my husband's cum. She mewls again, still sucking along Rand's succulent length...so I set up a steady rhythm, coating the dildo with her nectar.

It takes my shift in position and poising the tip of the dildo at the mouth of her cunt for Carrie finally to notice something odd. When I rest my hands on her hips and slowly begin to ease into her, she pulls her mouth away from Rand's dripping tool to look over her shoulder...and see me easing my tool into her slippery little hole.

This is one of Rand's favorite things. I see his eyes focus on her face...how he loves watching the emotional reactions of a woman just discovering what it's like to be fucked -- literally -- by another woman...

 

[ozme52]

I took Carrie's head between my hands, much as Jacki had done earlier downstairs and guided her back to my burgeoning cock.

She mewled as Jacki slid the dildo up her just fucked pussy, humming on my cock. Mostly Carrie licked it like it was a lollipop. She could just get her mouth around the head but not much more, it really was too large for her face. But I was content with her licking up and down the shaft.

She rocked back and forth under Jacki's determined fucking and we all three were becoming more and more animated.

I pulled my cockup and pushed Carrie's head down until she was laving my balls and perinium. I sighed with content as Carrie tentatively decided to explore the edges of my anus, and then laved back up until she was again washing my balls with her tongue.

In the meantime I watched Jacki as she began to really slam it to Carrie. I knew that with the harness Jacki was wearing, the harder she fucked into Carrie, the harder she fucked herself as well. Jacki's chest was turning red, matching the flush on her face.

She was already nearing her orgasm. And so was Carrie.

I wasn't ready yet but knew what I wanted to do next. I also knew Jacki would love it. I pulled Carrie up my chest and kissed her on the mouth. Even as Jacki thrust in and out of Carrie's pussy, I started whispering my plan in her ear. What she heard excited her so much I could feel her shudder as her climax started.

Yes.... Carrie was becoming a player, addicted to the lewd already. I smiled at Jacki and winked at her as she continued to ream Carries pussy.... and her own.

 

[Arioso]

Ohhhh godddd yesss....Carrie is so beautiful when she cums. I may not have a flesh-and-blood penis, but I can still feel her orgasm -- she bucks so hard against the double-dong strapon that it grinds the latex prick inside my cunt as if I were going crazy-wild with a dildo during one of the special cocktail parties that Rand and I throw every now and then...

...but that's another story...

Carrie's ardent, intense shuddering triggers my own toe-tingling release and I feel a thick, heavy glob of cum roll out of me as her thrashing digs the strapon prick right up into the fleshy walls of my cunt...right there...oh yes...right on the g-spot! I know the sexy image is the woman who squirts...but me, I seem to drop a gooey clot of pussy juice all at once rather than 'squirting' when I cum hard.

But, oohhhhhh, does it ever feel GOOD!

So good, I dig my fingernails into Carrie's smooth, squeezable derriere as I gasp and groan out the pleasure she's throttled out of me. My whole body feels like it's sizzling over hot coals -- even my thick, rigid nipples are searing deliciously as I twitch again and again, until the strength drains out of me and I nearly slump across Carrie's back.

"Oh, Carrie, sweetheart...you are such a sensual, beautiful lover, baby," I murmur dreamily when I can finally draw in enough air to speak. She's already slumped in post-coital bliss against Rand's chest, but she smiles at me.

I can see that my husband's cock is still hard and swollen...he wasn't ready yet, and I suspect he's already made a few, secret plans with Carrie since I saw them whispering together.

But...I'm not quite finished yet...

Easing the strapon out of Carrie's pink, juicy pussy, I undo the harness and pull the other dong from my own cunt. Then I stretch out alongside her and coax her to face me even as she stays draped across Rand's chest.

I point the prick that had been buried up my pussy toward her lips while holding the one that I'd fucked her with toward my own mouth.

"We should always clean up the toys when we're done with them," I hint, grinning at her slyly. Her eager, answering grin assures me that she knows what I have in mind.

Our arms rest loosely on each other's waists as we both begin to lick the double-dong strapon from opposite ends...smearing our tongues with each other's juices....until I suck one tip into my mouth and Carrie follows suit.

Soon we're pumping the faux cocks deep into our mouths...down our throats...until we're almost kissing with each stroke....

I hope Rand is enjoying the show....although, perhaps not so much that he can't hold out until he has the chance to try whatever it is he whispered to Carrie...

 

[ozme52]

Watching Jacki and Carrie fellating the double dildos of jacki's strap-on was very hot. I worked around their bodies, licking one, then the other. Nipping soft flesh, sucking a nipple. Not knowing whose parts were whose but enjoying them both.

Sometimes a hand caressed my balls, sometimes my cock, sometimes both of them. Kisses exchanged and tongues inserted into mouths.

Before long I was between Jacki's knees and Carrie had my cock int her hand and Jacki's pussy lips parted between her fingers. A tug and I let her lead me into Jacki's wet lubricated hole.

I slid in easily as I pistoned past Jacki's lips listening to her mewl as I first entered her. I fucked lazily at first as Carrie climbed around, over and between us, gathering kisses and caresses from the two of us and returning them to us with ardent fervor.

Jacki's ardor increased as I settled onto her body as I pistoned in and out of her tight little snatch. I felt Jacki's puss nibbling my cock head as I grew larger within her.

I rooted myself deep in Jacki's puss and rolled us over. Carrie leaned over Jacki's back letting her breasts rub up and down Jacki's skin as she used her own hands to cup Jacki's tits and tweek nipples flattened between us.

Jacki took over, now fucking me as I had fucked her. As she drew her knees under her so she could swing her ass up and down. Carrie took advantage of Jacki's change of position to begin strapping on the dildo that Jacki had so expertly used on her.

Jacki loves getting double fucked by men. I knew she would really love it with Carrie screwing her.

 

[Arioso]

So...so....full.....ahhhh....

I close my eyes and sigh as Rand and Carrie take turns pumping in and out of me. Sandwiched between them, both of my holes stuffed, I relax and let them do the work.

 

[ozme52]

I felt the extra weight of both Jacku and Carrie on my chest. Jacki's tits smashed flat against my chest, I caressed both of the girls as Carrie eased the dildo into Jacki's rear. I could feel it sliding in and out against my own cock as Jacki squirmed between us.

Carrie really didn't know what to do with the strap on but gave it a game try. We eventually disentangled ourselves, a pleasant interlude to get us heated up again.

Jacki and Carrie fell into an embrace and I watched as they slowly kissed and caressed each other. It wasn't long before they closed in on each other's pussies.

 

[Arioso]

Rich, salty honey pooling in a warm well, just waiting for my tongue to dip inside and swirl and taste -- ahhh, Carrie's pussy is a banquet.

And it doesn't hurt that her juices are blended with Rand's cum, or that I know she's tasting the same mixture in me as her mouth sucks and slurps at my pussy.

It's these slow interludes in between that can be so fun...so sensual. All three of us are catching our second wind, so there's no hurry...no big production...just the chance to explore each other's bodies. Carrie and I lie on our sides, faces buried between each other's thighs...it's one of my favorite positions. I can nibble lightly at her pussy lips -- suck that sweet, slippery flesh between my lips and tug for a while -- and let my hands wander over her lower back, her hips, her ass...

She has such delicious curves -- they're so alive, yet so subtle.

I'm lost in the pleasure of gliding my tongue up...and down...in the moist cleft of her cunt when Rand's voice drifts to my ear...

"Jacki....babe...I think she's asleep..."

It's only then that I realize she'd been getting gentler and gentler in her teasing of my clit...her tongue moving more and more faintly...until...

...when had she stopped?

I guess I was so enraptured by her savory little snatch that I didn't notice.

Rolling away from our exhausted, sleeping plaything, I gaze dreamily into my husband's eyes.

"Well, shall we tuck her in for the night, darling?"

 

[ozme52]

It was really quite adorable in a way. I carried Carrie to our master suite and we literally tucked her under the covers to let her sleep. We also gathered her clothes and hung them in the closet. I wanted to have at least one more go-round with her in the morning before we let her leave.

I looked at Jacki for a moment.

"Tired? Of maybe you're up for a workout in the gym? Work up a sweat?"

I winked at her, fondling my cock at the thought of maybe going two out of three falls with her on the gym mat.

 

[Arioso]

"Mmm...that's what I love about you, baby...always up for a tumble," I laugh, feeling giddy at the chance to go play with my ever-inventive husband in another of our many recreational rooms.

I do hope Carrie doesn't wake up too soon...the sparring room (since I think that's the one Rand has in mind) is all the way on the other side of the mansion.

I swear, we should have a shuttle bus.

Well, we should. If Rand and I walked instead of jogging (which is a tad uncomfortable with a bust like mine), it could take a good fifteen minutes.

As it is, when we finally arrive in the light, airy, yet spartan gymnasium (so much more tasteful with its hardwood floors, puffy mats, and floor-to-ceiling mirrors than many of those dingy, smelly dojos that ordinary people use), I've worked up a healthy glow...

...and a healthy appetite for wrestling with my adorable, irresistible husband.

"So..." I purr as I move onto the mat, my hips swaying sensually. "What did you have in mind, sweetheart?"