I came out here to southern Arizona after Christmas. I came in a nice motor home that I borrowed from my significant other, Tom, and left my roommate and lover, Mandy, to tend to our home in North Carolina. I came on a semi-sabbatical to visit the land I was born to grew up in, the rural country near Tucson, in the Sonoran desert. I missed the desert and wanted to immerse myself in it again for a while. I settled into the RV facility at the Pima County Fairgrounds, just outside the city.
I continued my work as a contract copy editor via a PC card for my lap top that let me connect wirelessly to the Internet. Not blinding speed but adequate for my needs. I traveled locally, visited the old homestead, did some sightseeing, and wrote and read. And spent a lot of time in email and Instant Message conversations with the women who make up my "Sorority": submissive women who give me control over parts of their sex lives. (See the new series of stories under the heading The Sorority Sisters.)
My cyber girlfriend – and an early member of the Sorority -- Rebecca, told me that she fantasized about coming out here to visit and run around naked with me in the desert and make love in the middle of nowhere. When I told her about the realities of the desert (i.e., that everything out here is designed to hurt you) she said two things: "Why?" and "Could we use your bed and run around naked inside?" As an aside, I recommend her series of accounts of her life with her dickhead ex-husband. You can find her on Literotica under the author name rebeccabrowning. She will make you laugh and cry. She is that good.
Start over; that was a Mulligan. Back to my sex life and the account of this special weekend.
For the better part of the decade that Mandy and Tom and I have been linked, I have led a monogamous life style. We never said anything about it; it just became how we were. But we had never been apart this long, and the separation was beginning to wear on all of us. Finally, they agreed to come out here and visit for a weekend. The purpose was clear, and it was not to go sightseeing.
They flew in on a Friday evening, via Phoenix. They rented a room in a nearby motel (small suite actually), which turned out to be a good idea. We alternated from there to here to restaurants, to here to there, to call out pizza.... Well you get the idea. Be forewarned: this is where my account shifts from PG to XXX. None of us is puritanical when it comes to sensual, sexual pleasure.
Mandy brought our new toy, the feeldoe. Tom brought a straining erection, dripping with pre cum. We ate the light meal I had prepared and then started necking, petting, stripping, sucking, biting, licking and fucking. I brought Mandy to a floor thumping orgasm as she lay on her back on the floor, while Tom took me from behind, my cunt and ass being high and available. He had been too long without nookie and came in me before I came. I stayed in position as Mandy scooted around to get behind me.
Tom pulled out with a little sucking sound, leaving me feeling empty. His fluids began leaking, along with mine I guess, and Mandy went to work. She sucked "us" out of me, came around as I flipped over and shared the goodies with me in a movie-worthy cum swap: Tom's cum, my cum, and her saliva all combined into a pearly-white, translucent, gooey mess -- which she let drool out of her mouth down into mine. (We call that the 'feeding baby bird' position -- head back, mouth open, waiting eagerly.) Long globs of cum with stringy connectors, plopping down onto my tongue and lips and directly into my mouth. Oh god.
When she was finished and we were connected by only a thin string of saliva, I sat up and kissed her, having lost none of the sex glop. Now it was cum passing between us on our tongues and lips, drooling off our chins, plopping onto our breasts. We savored the taste and the texture of it. Finally, she drank some down, I drank some down, Tom had a new erection, and Mandy and I rubbed our coated breasts together with glee. We just sat there on the rug for awhile, getting our breath back, and smiling silly smiles. Then I licked the residual cum off Mandy's face and she off mine, we massaged what was still wet into each other's breasts, and kissed like sisters in love.
Mandy then sat back and watched as I tended to Tom's cock. First, I sat on it and humped him as he played with my nipples. He loves to pinch and pull, and I love to have him do it. Once I had my long delayed orgasm, I swung around to sit on his face and leaned down to gobble his wet erection. Delicious. It's a funny thing about Mandy and cocks. She has no use for them and won't abide one in her – anywhere in her. But she loves what they produce; she, like me, is a cum slut. But this time I was not sharing; when Tom erupted into my mouth I swallowed all of him in two big gulps. The wonderful sensation of his cock jetting his sperm into my mouth, coupled with the feel of his tongue in my pussy, tipped over into a series of gentle climaxes. Without letting go of him, I squeezed whatever was left up the length of his softening penis, sucking it out the tip.
I let the poor guy up for air, and smacked my lips in pleasure. Only then did I realize Mandy was sprawled on the couch enjoying her own orgasm. Her fingers were massaging her swollen pussy lips and she was shivering in a sexual tremor. Her thighs quivered and her tummy pulsed. And then she lay still, breathing deeply. What a beautiful woman she is.
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After flying out here, eating (food), drinking (Margaritas), and a great fuck/suck, they were bushed. So we cleaned up and just sacked out. Mandy and I got the queen sized bed, Tom got the couch (I still don't know how to pull it out into a bed), and we slept until late morning.
