Not Done Yet - Part 8 - The End!

Not Done Yet - Part 8 - The End! Not Done Yet - Part 8 - The End!

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Lisa gives what Bert & E.J. have always wanted that no one else would give them.

Summary

Lisa gives what Bert & E.J. have always wanted that no one else would give them.

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Submitted: January 06, 2014

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Submitted: January 06, 2014

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Not Done Yet – Part 8

 

Bert motions towards the staircase, “Why don’t you two go upstairs and freshen up while I try to find us something to eat.”

E.J. takes my hand and leads me up the stairs. I have never been up here yet.  E.J. opens the first door on the right and I walk into a light and airy bedroom.  It’s a bit smaller than Bert’s bedroom downstairs; far more modern and simple.  The bed is to the left side of the room with a small bedside table holding a tall lamp and nothing else, a bucket chair is angled on the left.  A 5-drawer chest sits between the two windows also bare on top.  Set on the king size bed is a large box with beautiful light blue ribbon wrapped around it.  E.J. walks over to the chest and pulls out a few items then saunters over to the closet and pulls out a clean t-shirt and sweatpants.  The closet is neat and organized, and I suddenly realize, this is E.J.’s own room!

“Do you live here also?”  I ask hesitantly

E.J. answers with a soft chuckle, “This is my room but I don’t live here.  I do stay here frequently though.  Bert has a room at my place also.”

“Oh!”  I smirk. I guess they do share everything!  Pointing to the other door I ask, “Is that the bathroom?”  Pretty much knowing that it is since we are directly above Bert’s room and the layout appears the same.  I walk over and open the door.  Yep, almost the same but smaller – and neater! The biggest difference is there is another door on the far side of the room.  I close the door behind me and utilize the toilet and start washing up a bit.  I hear a soft knock on the door.  I look up expecting the door to automatically open.  I hear another soft knock. “Come in.” I answer.

“Hey, I am going to take a quick shower; how about joining me.”  E.J. looks at me hopefully.

I shrug, “Sure.”

He turns the water on and holds the door open for me to enter.  I slowly walk over removing my blouse and skirt, letting them fall to the floor. E.J. steps back and picks them up and folds them neatly over the bench by the shower.  I chuckle under my breath. Oh my, what a difference between the carefree dominant man downstairs and the uptight shyer man standing here with me – naked and reeking of sex!

I grab his hand and pull him into the shower with me.  I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck.  I slowly move in for a kiss.  He puts his hands on my waist and his eyes roam over my face. “Lisa, you are stunningly beaut…”  I stop him with my lips.  E.J. moans and it allows me to suck in his tongue.  His breath hitches as I twist and twirl his tongue around in my mouth.  He pulls me closer to him and returns the attack.  We are both breathing heavily, our hands roaming over our skin.  He cups my breasts and lightly flicks his thumbs over my hardening nipples.  He is so gentle.  It doesn’t take long before I am ready for more – lots more.

I turn him around and push him down on the tiled seat that spans the back of the shower.  He gazes up at me questioningly and I grin back down at him. “Trust me.”  I kneel down pushing his knees apart.  His penis is semi rigid as I wrap my hand around the base.  I pull up with a firm stroke and let it slip completely off as I reach the tip.  It falls down but jerks a little harder.  I grasp the base again and pull up even firmer this time and let it fall again.  This time it stands more rigid.  I cup his scrotum with my other hand and roll the firm nodules in my palm gently pulling on them.  I open my mouth wide and lower my wet cavern to the base, tightly closing my lips around it sucking as I start flicking my tongue along the underside traveling upward to the tip.  Giving an extra couple tongue lashings to the opening where his pre-cum has started to ooze out; I swirl my tongue around the glans and gently scrape my teeth up the underside.  E.J. sucks in a deep breath.  I chuckle, “Don’t worry big guy, I won’t hurt you.”

In a raspy voice E.J. breathes out. “Oh Lisa, I want you to hurt me. You have no idea how good this feels.”

With that, I take his whole cock into my mouth sucking it down my throat with eager moans.  He places a hand on each side of my head and pulls my head up.  I look up and see that his eyes are closed and when I look back down his cock is pulsing and more pre-cum is dripping out.  I lower my head back down harshly taking him in, sucking and twirling the pre-cum as I lower my head to the base where I can feel his pubic hair brushing my nose. I inhale deeply, letting the musky smell fill me with excitement.  He breathes in harshly again and through pursed lips warns me. “Lisa, baby, I am not going to last long.  If you don’t want me to come in your mouth you need to stop now.”

I increase my pace and suction looking forward to the feast to come.  I look up through my lashes and see his dark eyes gazing down, his hands still cupping my head.  His face is strained but the corners of his lips are curled up.  I continue looking up at him while sucking at a feverish pace, my breathing matching my movement, my head twisting and turning so that my tongue licks the whole circumference of his beautiful penis.  The sack in my hand is now firm and tightly drawn up.  He suddenly slams his eyelids shut while pushing my head down firmly.  I hold still as a warm thick liquid is offered up to me.  I revel in the burning sensation on the back of my throat. I suck him dry, not wanting to waste a drop.  As the spasms calm along with his breathing, E.J. emits a low guttural groan.  I continue to suck gently on his now soft penis until it slips from my lips.  “Thank you, Lisa”

“My pleasure, E.J.,” As I lay my head down on his abdomen nuzzling my nose into his wet groin.

E.J. hands me a sponge from the overhead tiled shelf and grabs another one for him.  He pours a liquid on them; the scent of orange blossoms fills the room.  He strokes the sponge over my shoulders, across my chest, around and over my breasts.  As he moves down my abdomen I slowly stand up allowing him better access to the apex of my thighs.  As he gently pushes the sponge between my legs I close my eyes and soak in the warm fluttering in my stomach. The soap is sliding down my legs along with the wetness from my genital canal.  He clasps my hips and turns me around. He brushes over my buttocks and rubs up and down my crevice, swirling around my tight anus.  He pulls the sponge back and leans in to softly kiss my tight hole.  Murmuring softly, “I want this you know”

E.J. stands and we finish washing and rinsing with the twin shower heads.  He opens the shower door, grabbing a warm towel; wrapping it around me tightly pulling me in for a hard deep kiss. Surprisingly demanding, “You’re ours, Lisa!”

With a surrendering sigh, I respond, “Yes.”  Knowing that this is what I want.

We both dry off and I pick up my clothes from the bench.  E.J. takes them from me and shakes his head. “The box on the bed, it’s for you.”

I smile excitedly. “What is it?”

He excitedly smiles back.  “Go find out.”

 I run quickly back into the bedroom grabbing the box and untying the bow.  I fling the lid off and gasp.  It is the most beautiful light blue long satin gown with spaghetti straps and open lace insets along the sides. I turn around and see E.J. leaning against the bathroom door frame with the towel wrapped low on his waist showing his muscular V shaped abdomen and just the top of his pubic hair.  Damn, he is delicious looking especially with that sly smile on his face.  He saunters over and takes the towel that is wrapped around me and folds it and sets it on the chair.  He takes the gown from my hand, “Raise your arms.”  As I do he slips the bottom over my head and lets it float down; snuggling every curve perfectly.

Knowing it had to cost a lot and feeling unworthy, I sigh, “E.J. this is so beautiful.  I feel…”

“You make it beautiful.”  He remarks in a low breathy tone.

I reach up and pull his head down so that I can kiss him lightly on his lips.

Tears welling in the corners of my eyes, “YOU make me beautiful.”

Pulling me in close, he whispers, “Go dry your hair then we better go see what Bert has cooked up.  I know he is going to love seeing you in this.”  He then pats me on my behind and turns me towards the bathroom. “I’ll meet you downstairs.”  He says.  I nod.

I smile knowing that as much as this shows off my assets and makes me feel so sexy, I think Bert would rather see me in something short, tight, and much more see-through.  God, I love the differences between those two!

As I am drying my hair my interest is piqued – okay, I’m just plain nosey!I walk over and open the other door in the bathroom.  My mouth drops.  It is a large room; larger than either Bert’s or E.J.’s rooms.  The huge bed in the very center of the room lets me know that it is still another bedroom but also a whole lot more!It’s a darker room with heavy drapes over the windows and recessed lighting spreading a soft glow throughout the room. The brightest lights are focused on the large bed with four tall dark wood bedposts with hooks up the sides, a headboard and footboard made up of horizontal circular wood bars attach to the bedposts. Wood rings dangle haphazardly from the cross bars.An odd height bench sits over by the windows. It is about 4 feet high and less than 3 feet wide and long, not something that looks comfortable to sit on but I have a feeling it isn’t for sitting on.  On both sides of the bench are large round metal pipes that arc from the head of the bench to the foot. Chains with padded cuffs at the ends are attached where the arc meets the floor. There is another smaller pipe on the floor that circles the bench and the arcs appear to attach to them.  A chest of drawers sits just to the left of the bench between the windows, the top covered with an accumulation of bottles and jars.  On the other side of the bed is an assortment of cords and chains and an odd looking seat or sling hanging from the ceiling. The ends of the cords and chains hold a strange variety of attachments that lie menacingly on a large furry dark burgundy rug.  A couple of chairs and a small couch face the rug.  Beside the door on the side wall is a tall cabinet. Suddenly feeling as though I am trespassing, I step back and slam the door shut. I quickly turn around catching my flushed face in the mirror.  I feel the wetness running down my inner thighs.

I walk into an empty kitchen. E.J. opens the back door and a light waif of smoke enters.  Bert is sitting outside with a long handled fork in one hand and a beer in the other.  He glances past E.J. and smiles, “Long…but nice, very nice.”  Bert looks back at E.J., “Maggie did well.”

E.J. grimaces and presses his lips together while lowering his head towards me. Looking embarrassed he murmurs “That’s why she left Marconie’s early. I asked her to get you something and drop it off over here. She knew what I wanted.”

I look over and with a comforting smile, I reassure him, “I love that she knows you so well.”

Bert comes in with a platter of steaks and asparagus stalks.He puts a steak and some stalks on a plate and hands it to me.  Before I can even set the plate down he points his fork at me and growls, “Eat!”  I can’t sit down in this silk gown without leaving a telltale sign of my level of excitement after seeing “THE ROOM!”  So I stand at the counter and eat a few bites.  Bert hisses, “Sit down and eat!” Then in a softer voice he adds, “Baby, you need to eat. We aren’t done yet!”

I raise an eyebrow feigning disbelief while enjoying the settled feeling of relief.  I remain standing while successfully eating half the steak and all the asparagus which is a lot for me!  Bert watches me with a quizzical look but demands nothing more since he is just happy that I’m eating.  When the guys clean the last morsel on their plates Bert commands, “Bring you’re glasses upstairs.”

I look over at E.J. and he nods.  Picking up both his and my wine glass he heads towards the stairs; motioning for me to go ahead of him.  When I get to the top I turn to enter his bedroom but he stops me, motioning me to go farther down the hall.  Bert, with the wine bottle and a glass in his hand, eagerly passes us and opens the next door quite a bit farther on the right. I shutter when I realize exactly where we are going.  I follow him into the room and slowly take it in from this angle.  Bert hands me a glass of wine from which I take a long slug while looking around the now slightly familiar room.  “Don’t try to figure this all out right away, Lisa. We will take this slow and I will show you everything and how it works all in due time. Right now just concentrate on what I want you to do. I will guide you.”  Cupping my chin he lifts my eyes to meet his. “You trust me? You trust US, right?”  I apprehensively nod.

Bert pulls the straps of my gown off both my shoulders.  He leans down and lightly kisses the right side of my neck.  E.J. who is standing behind me pushes the gown down so that it falls around my feet.  He leans over and lightly kisses the left side of my neck.  E.J. reaches around and cups one breast while Bert reaches up and grasps the other.  E.J. is softly rubbing his hand over my nipple while Bert pinches and pulls the other taught.  The contrast in sensations shoots straight to my lower abdomen and I can feel the dull ache clench me.

Bert leads me over to the high bench and directs me to lay back on it. I hesitate slightly; he puts his hands on my upper arms and slowly lowers me back. It is just long enough for my butt, my back and my head to be comfortable. My legs hang off.  Bert softly tells me that he is going to help me to stay safe and comfortable on the bench. I hear a chain clanging on the floor and flinch as a cuff is wrapped around one ankle; it is pulled snug.  He does the same with my other ankle.  E.J., who is at the side of the bench leans down and kisses me while murmuring that he is going to wrap my wrists with cuffs. He lays them to my side latching them to the bench.  Bert unlatches something and smoothly swings my legs out splaying them as far as they would comfortably go.  He then moves to the head of the bench and unlatches something underneath. Gently guiding my neck, my head falls backwards so that my neck is stretched out but my head is supported.  Bert bends down and kisses me. He then walks over to the chest of drawers and opens and closes a few. When he comes back into sight he is holding a long soft thick scarf.  “Close your eyes.”  I am comfortable with this.  Bert wraps the scarf over my eyes and ties it to the side.

I can hear them moving around the bench.  Even though I have no idea what is about to happen; I feel as excited as when I was a child on Christmas morning.

I can tell its Bert from the slight smell of beer and orange blossoms. He leans down and kisses my nose, my right cheek, my left cheek and then spreads my lips with his tongue pressing so deeply I can feel it at the entrance to my throat.  Darting in and out, tasting every part of my mouth, he takes his thumb and pulls my chin down. “That’s it baby, open wide.”  I feel the meat of the head of his cock touching my lips. His cock is thicker than E.J.’s so I have to adjust and open wider.  At the same time I feel my outer labia being pressed open with two thumbs. A tongue glides up and down skimming over my clitoris.  I take in a quick breath as E.J. inserts a finger into my vagina while continuing the skimming and swirling; my little bud hardening under the pressure.  E.J.’s tongue continues its assault down to my vaginal opening while adding another finger and then another. He takes his other hand and places it on my abdomen pushing firmly down onto my bladder and uterus causing an even heavier clenching sensation deep inside.

Bert, still at my head, leans down and murmurs, “Breathe in and moan out, baby.  It will relax you and give me what I want.  Come on, sweetheart, breathe in moan out.”  As I set my breathing to the pace that E.J. is moving his fingers in and out of my hole; Bert keeps time with his cock in my mouth, his balls hitting my covered eyes. I can smell the orange blossom sweat mixture of his groin.  The smell and the pressure are sensational, so out of my control…so erotic.

The level of my moaning increases causing Bert to pick up his pace.  I can feel his cock jerk.  He pulls out.  “Breathe Lisa, just breathe now” I start gasping for air feeling the increase in pressure in my vagina and on my abdomen.  Bert strokes his cock while watching E.J. shove his fingers in and out faster and harder.  My legs start jerking as I get closer and closer to the final clench.  Bert coaches me to just keep breathing in and out as he walks around the bench. I feel him move the left ankle chain up and over the arc causing my leg to lift over my shoulder. I can hear a lock clamp shut. He does the same with my other leg.  My head is resting comfortably on the slanted headrest.E.J. moves his hands from my mound and abdomen and places them on my hips. The tip of his cock is tickling the opening of my vagina.  I lift my hips to entice him to enter me.  He accepts my invitation and slowly moves his hips forward allowing his cock to slide smoothly over my glistening entrance.  With my legs over my shoulders he pushes his cock in deep.  My breath hitches but I raise my hips granting permission to continue.  He moves to his own rhythmic beat; drumming on my cervix, his balls slapping my ass as he bends slightly forward to allow his pubic bone to pound my clitoris.  Bert replaces E.J.s hand on my lower stomach pressing down with each ram while his other hand is violently pulling and twisting my nipples.

“Oh my…my…” I scream just as I hear Bert yell, “Open your mouth Lisa; good and wide for me baby.”  I do as I am told and Bert slams his cock back into my mouth.  They both move in unison, slowly filling my pussy and my mouth with their meat.  “Breathe Lisa”As I adjust to the fullness in both places they start to move in a seesaw fashion; one pushing in as one is pulling back.  I moan to the pace, feeling the excitement build in my vaginal walls.  The excitement is building in sync with the pace.  My moaning has turned to subtle screams that are muffled by Bert’s ramming rod.  He takes one finger of the hand on my abdomen and moves it down so that it is rubbing my clit.

 Both guys start grunting; the pace is at an immeasurable speed now.  My legs are pulling on the chains, my hands flailing at my side tugging the cuffs.  I can hear some sort of talking in the background but I am too intent on what is happening to my body to make any sense of it.  Suddenly I hear grunting yells along with stiffened bodies. I am keenly aware of the hot white viscous fluids entering my cavities at the same time as my vaginal walls convulse causing my hips to jerk wildly.  E.J. does his best to hold me steady as I twist from side to side bucking my hips up and down. “Whoa, Lisa” as his cock slides out of my vaginal canal and the last couple of spurts of his cum hit my butt cheeks. His breathing is erratic. Bert is panting frantically as he pulls back out of my mouth.  I still don’t take a breath as I feel the pressure on my abdomen, my clit, and deep inside me increase.  Still pulling on the chains I move my hips up and down pressing Bert’s hand onto my clitoris.  E.J. inserts three fingers back into my vagina moving them around rubbing and pushing on all the swollen wet walls hitting my G-spot in the process. As he removes his cum covered fingers he drags them down my perineum and circles my anus slowly pushing in one, then two, I wince as he pushes in the third finger.  E.J. moves them in and out while Bert is still pressing firmly on my clitoris and abdomen. It isn’t long before I throw my hips up as far as I can, my head slams back while letting out a silent scream.  I come again. Holding steady, Bert continues to massage my abdomen and clit while E.J. is massaging my anal cavity.  Slamming my body back down on the bench, E.J. slows the movement of his fingers and Bert slows the massaging.  I slowly take in a deep long breath.  “I can’t take…anymore.”

My breathing calms as I feel Bert moving my legs back down and E.J. unlatching my arms. Letting me lay there until my breathing calms, they help me to a sitting position. I slide a bit on the bench from the semen on my butt cheeks and E.J. leans over and kisses me gently on my lips licking a little of Bert’s cum that escaped out the corner.  They just stand there, Bert’s hands on my knees and E.J.’s hands on my shoulders.  All of us breathing heavily, I start to chuckle.

“Jesus, Lisa you can find the oddest moments funny; although I don’t know why that should surprise me anymore.”  Bert says while shaking his head laughing and gasping.

E.J. kisses the top of my head, “You okay, Lisa?”  I nod.  After several moments they both help me to stand, my knees wobble.  “Gheesh honey, are you sure you’re okay?”  E.J. asks with concern.

I chuckle, “I’m okay, just give me a moment.  I’m not twenty and can’t bend, push or pull as well as I once did.”  Then I burst out laughing again, “Oh crap, who am I kidding, I have never bent, pushed or pulled like that in my entire life.”

Needing to all sit down and collect our strength; we walk slowly over to the nearby bed and in unison turn and fall backwards lying across it, quietly enjoying the post-coital relaxation with our arms and legs intertwined.

Bert is the first to get up and pour us each another glass of wine.  I sit up and eagerly clasp the glass taking a long swig again.  Bert smiles, “Sweetheart, wine is to be sipped, letting it swirl in your mouth to release its flavors and nuances.”

I look up at him and locking eyes I take another long swig.  “There are other things I like to swirl in my mouth enjoying the flavor and nuances; wine isn’t it right now.”  I smirk as he leans down to kiss me gently on my lips licking the wine clinging to them.E.J. gets up slowly and I hear him go into the bathroom. After a while he returns with a large glass of ice water.

“Here drink this; I don’t want you getting dehydrated on us.”  I pull my head back as I reach for the glass and take a sip.

Bert laughs loudly and incredulously states, “Water she sips!”  Pushing up on the glass he barks, “Drink it…all of it.”

I look up at him, “NOW!”  I drink it all.

We sit on the bed talking for a long while. Not talking about anything of importance.  I think we are all still trying to collect ourselves, letting our brains refocus. I go to pick up my gown that is on the floor next to the bed and both E.J. and Bert go for it almost tumbling over each other to get to it first.  Wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me back to the bed, Bert nuzzles my ear, “Just one more thing baby and then we will be done.”

I sit on the edge wondering how much more they can do.  How much more can I take?

E.J. scoots down so that his legs dangle off the side of the bed; his ass at the edge.  Bert holds out his hand and as I place mine in his, he pulls me up to a stand.  He kisses me and says softly, “This is us baby. This is how we want you.”  I look at him not really understanding what he wants from me.

E.J. sits up on his elbows, “Remember what I said Lisa, just let Bert lead us.”

I turn back to Bert, who kisses me lightly, tracing his tongue so sensuously over my lips.  As he does, he backs me up to the bed.  E.J. has closed his legs together and clasps his hands on my hips pulling me slowly back causing me to separate my legs around his.  As the back of my knees hit the side of the bed I slowly sit down.  E.J. takes one hand and positions his cock at my loosened anal hole; still slick from our previous romp. He slowly impales me as I sit. There is a little discomfort initially but it feels good.  Bert’s hands are on my shoulders guiding me to lie back on top of E.J. as E.J.’s cock slides in until it can go no farther.  He now reaches up and cups my breasts softly pressing them together. .  My head is resting half on the bed and half on E.J.’s shoulder. He kisses my forehead.

Bert raises my legs so my knees are bent and the bottom of my feet are resting on the bed straddling E.J.’s thighs.  E.J, spreads his knees so that I am totally open to what is next.  Bert leans over us kissing the other side of my head as he slowly pushes his cock into my still cum wet vagina.  I arch my back, feeling as though I am going to be split wide open.  E.J. whispers in my ear, “Are you okay, Lisa?”  I hesitate because I am not sure.  There is pain but the feeling of being so full of their cocks is overwhelmingly erogenous.

E.J. lifts his head abruptly and Bert pulls out suddenly, “Lisa?  Are you okay? Answer me!”  I’m startled at their reaction but settle down when I see the fear and caring in Bert’s eyes.

“I’m okay Bert. Just go slow.”

Bert slowly eases back into me. In a breathy tone Bert reminds me, “Remember our safe words.”  I nod turning my face into the side of E.J.’s face nuzzling his ear.

Once full, they both start to move in unison.  I can feel the wetness oozing out of my vagina and sliding down over my filled anus. The sloshing along with the quickness of the breaths let me know that they are both deep into ecstasy.  Bert lowers his head on the other side of mine, breathing harshly on my neck.  I can feel the sweat on both their skin mixing with my own.  Sandwiched between them; there is nothing I can do but enjoy the ride.  I can feel the heightened excitement as both are now groaning and moving together, eager to reach their goal.  E.J. goes first.  He arches his back pushing my chest into Bert, pulling my head off the bed.  He’s not breathing as I feel his cum fill my anal canal more than I thought possible after our previous activities.  Bert pumps into me two more times harsher than before and with a loud groan unloads his semen deep into my vagina.  I feel my own orgasm wash over me without warning.  We all lay there panting; our sweat sticking us together.  I can’t move, nor does Bert or E.J. try.  Both are covering me with fluttering kisses all along the sides of my face and head.

While still trying to calm his breathing E.J. murmurs, “Lisa, you are unbelievable!  No one has ever done this for us before.”

I smile, and looking straight up clasping their cheeks and pulling their heads to mine, “Are we done yet?”

I can feel the smile that grows on both their faces. Bert turns his face towards mine, “Yes, baby, we are done.”

E.J then turns his head towards me and smirks.“Only for today.”

 

This is the last of the 'Not Done Yet' series.  HONEST!!  Although I will miss Bert, E.J. & Lisa and may revisit them down the road sometime, they have been a true learning experience for me. I hope you all enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them (well, most of them!).  I appreciate those who did leave comments and/or likes, but find it sad that so few chose to do so - it is the only way we will improve and be encouraged to continue.Much love, happiness and great sex to all, Aly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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