Lust at Play, part 3

Lust at Play, part 3 Lust at Play, part 3

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Amy wrote two hot stories, Lust at Play and then Part 2, which I thoroughly enjoyed because they involved Amy, me and one of my characters, Maureen. Amy and Meg seem to think a part three is necessary so I have tried to accommodate them. I hope they enjoy it and that I have fulfilled their needs at least temporarily.

Summary

Amy wrote two hot stories, Lust at Play and then Part 2, which I thoroughly enjoyed because they involved Amy, me and one of my characters, Maureen. Amy and Meg seem to think a part three is necessary so I have tried to accommodate them. I hope they enjoy it and that I have fulfilled their needs at least temporarily.

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Submitted: June 27, 2016

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Lust at Play, Part 3

“Okay, Amy; I’ll do it,” I said flatly on the phone.

“Do what, Ben?” she asked.

“I’ll go back to the warehouse for more sexual adventure, just as you and Megan suggested.”

“Don’t you think that Maureen and I pretty much put you through all you could handle?” she asked.

“Maybe for one session, yeah, you pretty much wore me out all right, but I’ve had a couple days to recover and I have some ideas,” I said confidently.

“Sounds like a challenge I’d like to accept; when?” she asked, taking the bait.

“Tomorrow afternoon, three p.m. at the warehouse and we’ll all start over again,” I replied.

“I’ll be there, ready to go,” she said excitedly.

“One more thing, Amy; wear a skirt, no panties and bring your hand cuffs with you.”

“The ones with the pink padding on them?”

“Yeah, and don’t forget the key unless you can drive home wearing hand cuffs.”

The next afternoon Amy was right on time, strutting into the warehouse in her heels, skirt flaring around her thighs, head held up, and with a confident smile on her face. When she reached the corner where I had set up, she saw a naked woman draped over a bench, bent at the waist with her toes barely touching the floor. Her hair hung down hiding her face and she was silent.

“I see Maureen is already here,” Amy replied. She stepped closer and noticed how wet the woman’s inner thighs were. “Looks liked you’ve been fucking her already?”

“No, not yet,” I admitted. “But I have been licking and sucking her for over an hour and using a vibrator. She came three times and asked for more before she passed out. She’s a real slut; loves cum and coming.”

Just then two men came into the warehouse, walking up next to Amy. She looked worriedly at them and then at me. “Don’t worry,” I said with assurance, “They’re here to service her, not you. This is Don, “the driller;” he loves hard sex and filling a pussy with his sperm. That’s Craig, “the comer,” who can come more than anybody I know. They’re Maureen’s brothers.”

“Oh, my God, how bizarre is that?” Amy said, as her hand touched her breast.

I approached the side of the bench and sat down on the floor. “Come over here, Amy, where you can watch nice and close.”

As she came near, I slid my hands up under Amy’s skirt along the backs of her legs. She stepped close to the bench with a foot on either side of my body. I dipped my head under her skirt and pulled on her hips. She realized my intent and bent her knees so that her thighs kissed my cheeks. I closed my eyes and inhaled the heated scent under her skirt. She had obviously been anticipating this meeting because she was aroused.

As I had instructed them, Don and Craig unzipped their pants and exposed their cocks. Each worked his own cock until ready and then they went to work. Don eased his thick cock into the woman’s pussy from behind and pushed until he literally filled her. She sensed his entry and came to life, moaning under her waterfall of hair, “Yes, that’s it; give it to me.”

Then Craig was standing at her head. He reached through her hair and took hold of the sides of her face. She instinctively opened her mouth in time to accept his exceptionally fat cock. Her cheeks bulged as she tried to accommodate his girth. Craig penetrated her to the limit and began pumping against her face as he gripped her tightly.

My tongue slid into Amy’s honey pot and she adjusted, pushing against my extended tongue. She was wet and delicious and I tongued her as she watched both men service the other woman. Maureen had told me that her brothers were ruthless, rough and selfish when it came to sex, much like herself. She was true to her word; her brothers ravaged the orifices available with abandon and the body on the bench became a piece of meat that they violated with their big cocks.

Amy was enjoying the show; I felt one hand on the front of her skirt pulling me harder between her legs. My tongue wallowed in her sweetness, stabbing, probing and I sucked her flesh and gulped loudly under her skirt. I wondered which sex activity was pleasing her the most; Don’s, Craig’s or mine.

It didn’t matter because as soon as my lips encased her engorged clit, she went wild. Both hands slipped under her skirt and clutched the sides of my face, just as Craig’s hands were holding the one at the end of his cock. Amy’s legs began to quiver and her body jerked against my mouth as I gently sucked her hard little pearl.

After she came, she stepped back and slipped her skirt away and I stood up. I grabbed her ass in my hands and kissed her fiercely. She moaned into my mouth and I spun her around and pushed on her shoulders to bend her over. She placed her hands on the woman’s back and I pressed against her back. My cock touched her labia and she spread her legs. Her pussy sucked my cock like a thirsty whore as I pounded into her from behind.

Amy’s head turned to watch Don’s cock and then Craig’s, back and forth. I could feel Amy’s pussy clenching more and more as I felt the urge to come. I grabbed her hips and leaned back as I jammed my shaft faster and deeper into her. The sounds of sex echoed through the warehouse, mixed with the women’s moans and the men’s grunts of pleasure.

Suddenly Don grunted out really loud and pulled his cock free. Amy watched as he pumped his cock and his cum splatted onto the woman’s back and all over Amy’s hands. “Oh, shit!” she cried and her body tensed.

Craig started moaning, “Huh!...Huh!…Huh!” and his cum began seeping from the corners of the woman’s mouth. She either cried or moaned but Craig held her head until he was finished. When he pulled out of her mouth, his cum gushed from her mouth onto the warehouse floor with a splatter.

“Oh, shit, oh, shit!” Amy cried and I figured she must be coming. I let myself come, still pounding into her and my warm cum coated my cock as I buried it deep inside her.

Don backed away from the dripping pussy and Amy put her hand behind her on my hip and pushed me free from her. “Wait!” she said, as she knelt in front of Don. “I want to feel that big thing in my mouth.”

She sucked and cleaned him until he began to get hard and Don pulled away. “Thanks, Amy, but I have to go. Thanks for calling us, Ben.”

Amy quickly moved over to Craig to give him the same service before he zipped up and left. Then she returned to me. Her eyes smiled up at mine as she used her mouth to clean me up. Of course she would not stop until I was fully erect again. I expected something more but she stood, straightened her skirt and said, “I always like to leave my men wanting more.”

“But we didn’t even get to use your hand cuffs yet,” I protested mildly.

Suddenly the woman on the bench lifted herself to a standing position and turned toward us.  Her hair fell away from her ravaged face, her cheeks were red but she smiled as she said, “There’s always next time, Ben.”

Amy’s hand flew to her mouth with surprise. “Meg! What are you doing here?”

 

 

 


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