Lisa began to wake up lazily, albeit with a smile on her face. She wriggled her butt and was delighted to feel a huge chunk of cock nestled in her ass-cheeks. She smiled even more when she realised that the thick dick rubbing into her did not belong do her husband of eight years. No, his impressive member was tucked between his legs only a foot or so away on the bed that she shared such a night of pleasure with his best friend Colin.
Mike was her husband's name and he was snoring, no purring, away happily beside her on the large bed that they usually only shared together. That, however, had all changed last night. It hadn't been planned, it just of sort of, well, happened.
Lisa and Mike had arranged for a fruitful and naughty night together, after dinner of course, when Mike got a call from his best friend Colin. It seemed that Colin and his wife Helen had more than a bit of a tiff between themselves and he was looking for a bit of man-to-man comfort as well and, as it turned out, a spare bed for the night.
Mike gave a brief synopsis of the situation to Lisa and she closed her shapely legs in disappointment to the fun that she was so looking forward to. "Ah well," she sighed, "at least we have more than enough food for three."
"Are you ok with that?" he asked anxiously, and reached out to caress her hand as he spoke.
"Of course darling, I'll just set another place and we can still have some fun later on, albeit more quieter than usual."
"Thank you," he squeezed her hand once more gazed in to her sexy green eyes with a nod of gratitude.
That was last night.
She snuggled back in her bed to enjoy the feel of the sticky pound of flesh nestled between her buttocks and her natural lubrication began to seep out of her vagina, adding yet another stain on the sheet that she shared with two wonderful cocks.
That did it, she had to admit to herself, and she rose with the grace of a swan; calm on top but with a frantic fever below. Bedclothes had been abandoned during the warm evening and Lisa took a leering look at both of the men's equipment that lay flaccid between their handsome legs before she scuttled off to the bathroom.
She peed with a blissful sigh as the memories of last night's debauchery came back to her; then she squeezed her legs together to empty her bowels. It wasn't easy, but it was worth it, she thought, as she fantasised about repeating the butt-fucking that both men had given her in the early hours.
She finished her toilet duties, wiped and flushed, and sat on the bidet. The warming water soothed her tender arse and Lisa grinned with the thought, the dirty thought, about what she was going to do with her freshly cleaned anus as soon as she got back into the bedroom. She was going to get it fucked! She was going to get it fucked a lot! She was going to get it fucked by one man and, when he had shot a load of cum up her arse, her darling husband was going to take over the fucking duties and fuck her again, and again.
The bidet was still spurting hot water but Lisa's natural juices were also dripping out of her horny cunt which was quite of a contest to see if only either of her two lovers could have witnessed it! She smiled to herself at the thought and tried to control, unsuccessfully, the seeping juice that refused to stay inside her body.
"Oh fuck it!" she sighed and stood up, grabbing a towel to dab herself dry. It seemed to be a pointless duty as her hormones were going crazy with the memories of last night's sex session and the promise of more still to cum, so to speak.
As she bent down to complete the drying up process she looked behind her to glimpse at the sexy butt that she owned in the mirror. Even Lisa knew that it was her best feature; she had nice breasts, of a sort, 36D's going up to 36DD's at a certain time of the month but her ass was the piece of equipment that drew the most attention from men and women alike.
Ass? That was the word she thought of when it came to looking, or fondling, her buttocks.
Arse? That was the word she thought of when it came to fucking!
She enjoyed the view and started to caress her ass in a provocative way, relishing in the sexual buzz that it gave her, when her eyes spotted the familiar bottle of baby lotion that had come in so handy just a few short hours ago. Grinning to herself she stretched forward and poured a generous amount of the oily liquid on her lower back, letting the soother react to gravity as she replaced the cap. She then used both of her hands to massage the lubricant all over her buttocks and inner thighs, all the time relishing the view through the mirror. Christ, even she was getting horny just watching herself!
Her hands rubbed away, leaving a gleaming backside that, Lisa had to admit, was as sexy as hell. Not content with simply caressing herself, the middle finger of her right hand went, instinctively, to her puckered arse hole, that seemed to wink invitingly at her reflection.
"Oh fuck yes!" she hissed quietly as the digit invaded her delicate fuck hole number two; "Oh fuck yes!" she moaned again as another finger, then another, entered her anus and she started to masturbate, seriously masturbate, her anal passage with relish.
She tore her eyes away from her reflected arse, glanced into her own eyes and saw the look of lust in herself. That made her mind up, she removed her fingers from her delicate bung-hole, had a sniff which she enjoyed and, with a backward glance at her shining butt, made her way back to the bed of passion that she wanted so badly but, before that, her hands were still saturated with oil and she did her best to dry them off by using her breasts as a towel; she liked the effect that the action had left, both visually and within her own sexuality.
She paused for a second or so when she re-entered the bedroom to admire the scene in front of her. The night had been extremely hot and sensuous; with the emphasis being on 'hot' in many ways, none the least being that bedclothes had been discarded and there she was, as randy as hell, looking at two naked men that she lusted after. Their cocks were flaccid now, why wouldn't they be after she had drained them three times each.
She smiled seductively at the memory of having each pole explode in her pussy, her mouth, and her arse; Lisa was very democratic, she had enjoyed six blasts of cum, three from both men, and in each orifice that she had offered. 'My God,' she thought to herself as she continued to ogle at the two cocks which where hers to pleasure herself with, 'I'm so fucking randy!'
Her next steps brought her closer to the base of the king-sized bed, easily enough room for three, 'or even four?' she thought naughtily, as she resumed her original position when she had first woken up and nuzzled her slippery butt into the slab of cock meat that Colin had between his legs.
She wriggled her ass a few times and was immediately rewarded with a definite stiffness in the dick that nestled between them.
'Oh yes!' she whispered silently, as the stiffness got harder and harder.
'Oh fucking yes!' she said to herself as the knob behind her found itself, instinctively, aiming for the entrance of her sopping wet pussy. She didn't know if Colin was awake or not or, for that matter, she didn't even care, but her left hand went down between her legs, which she had deliberately opened a fraction, and she guided the pole of her desires up into her hot cunt.
She impaled herself upon the rigid weapon and then stopped.
She knew that it was in her body as far as it would go and she just wanted to enjoy the moment, and she did! She squeezed, and squeezed, the masculine erection; until she started to experience her first orgasm of the morning, savouring every delicious wave of pleasure that she lusted after.
Still it wasn't enough; she wanted more!
As she calmed down from the delights of Colin's contribution to her ecstasy, her left hand slipped back between them and, with a little help from the oil, she easily reached the base of his cock that she still had inside her, and grasped it with relish. Lisa then started to wank him, even although he was still inside her, and she heard the soft groan of a man in pleasure behind her. She looked around and saw that Colin's eyes had opened; beautiful bluish eyes that she had found so attractive, but she took her left index finger to her mouth and made the universal signal for silence.
"Sh," she added silently and Colin took the point as he felt her hand, still wanking him gently, pull his engorged member out of its heavenly haven of heat and wetness.
"Ugh," he grumbled in wicked disappointment, feeling the morning chill (although there wasn't any, but it felt that way) until she took the fat manhood, aka cock, and rubbed it up and down her greasy cheeks. Harder he became, as Yoda might have said, as she guided his impressive member just a few centimetres up from her dripping vagina and placed it to the entrance of her other dirty hole.
Colin knew what she wanted and he wanted it too. One thrust was all it took, one jolt of his hips and he had completely sodomized her; balls deep, so to speak.
Lisa couldn't help but break her own, earlier, wish for silence.
"Oh fuck yes!" she rasped as she felt her innards being full to the limit and beyond, and she screwed her eyes shut in pleasure.
Over the course of the next few minutes, with a combination of the two lovers' ever-growing noises of passion, and the rocking movement of the bed that accompanied it, Lisa eventually opened her eyes and they widened when she saw that her beloved husband had awoken and was watching her being fucked!
"Good morning, darling," he whispered as his eyes were attracted to her oil-coated breasts that were flopping about in an obscene dance of lust in front of him, "I see that Colin is fucking you already," he added in a lustful tone.
"Hi pal," came Colin's distorted voice from behind Lisa, "and I'm not fucking your wife, she is fucking me!" he managed to grunt without missing a pulsating moment of copulation.
"Good girl," Mike rasped as he looked into his wife's eyes but she wasn't returning his gaze; her focus of attention was much lower as she leered at the erection that her husband had to offer.
"You like my cock, don't you?" Mike asked pointlessly, knowing the answer.
"Shut the fuck up!" was the endearing response that he got, "and stick the fucker down my throat!"
The obedient husband did just that, he knelt up and offered his grossly hard cock to his lovable wife and she swallowed him whole; the taste of his unwashed dick excited her more than it had last night. She recognised his own flavour, so familiar after many years of fucking and sucking; there was a hint of her own spent juices as well as the odour of a different scent of semen that had coated her husband's cock when she had let him fuck her after Colin had dumped his load up her arse!
As she indulged herself in the act of fellatio, little crystallised evidence of their lustful night fell off of his hard-on, the rest she swallowed with gusto as she sampled each, and every, taste.
"Have you cum yet?" Mike asked as he thrust his cock deeper, and deeper down his wife's throat.
She nodded, as that was the only way to respond.
