"Mmmm" Tess wiggles her bum pressing against my penis, the alarm hasn't sounded so I'm spooning her, not wanting to get out of bed. I nibble her neck, she smells so good, her warm smooth skin against mine, we fit so perfectly together, 2 pieces of a puzzle. I whisper in Tess's ear, "I dreamt about Jasmine and Cheri joining us," I squeeze Tess a little tighter, "you need to contact them for an evening and sleepover."
"Ok, it'll have to be a weekend, cuz I don't think anyone will sleep." Tess chuckles, moves my hand to cover her tit, them puts her hand on my hip and while squeezing my ass cheek, she pushes back again and speaking softly, "What about Marcel and Darlene's request to be regular partners?"
I knead her breast, softly whisper, "How regular," tugging her earlobe between my lips. "I mean, my favorite regular is right here." I nuzzle her neck, roll her to me, to give her an intimate, passionate kiss. I hold her face, gaze into her gorgeous eyes.
"Babe... Darlene and Marcel... Mel and Cory... Simone and Deshawn... the swing club... we both still want to meet Cindy, Gene's gal... Jasmine and Cheri." I flop onto my back, fling my arm aside, "We need orgies twice a week... how do we please them all and keep our sanity" I sigh... "Tess, we have to cut back... or at least tell them we need some recouperation time." I roll to my side exhale, "At least I do, I truly enjoy all the action, but Babe it's starting to wear me down." I caress her cheek "I'll not restrict you" I give her a gentle peck on the lips "you continue with whoever and whenever you want... I love you so much." I pull her to me for a steamy French kiss. "Mmm, is it the dream or me causing that arousal?"
Tess's fingers wrap around my semi stiff member, "Oh Grant, I don't think it's wearing down at all." She giggles "It's as big as ever... mmm, is it the dream or me causing that arousal?" She bends, kisses the tip, rests her head on my thigh, and gently caresses my balls and stiff shaft. "I want more of just us too... I can slow down with the others" She climbs on top of me, holding me upright, rocking her hips so my dick slides along her slick slit... her delicate fingers on the top of my stiff shaft pressing so her hip movement rubs the length of her labia, "but I can't quit." Her warm pussy envelopes me, "I will always need some variety, especially female pussy."
She leans forward, her hands on my ribcage, hips slowly grinding. Her forward and back gyrations, keeping me fully buried deep within her warm walls, her dirty blonde hair hanging loosely, framing her gorgeous face, lust filled blue eyes coming closer her warm breasts press against my chest... our mouths fuse, my arms surround her back and my fingers on her buttocks assist her rocking motion. We both moan as our tongues dance a familiar waltz. We maintain our passionate tongue play, until Tess rises, her hands move to my shins, her head goes back her writhing becomes short, erratic, pulses... I cover her round mounds, thumbs popping across her hard nipples. I know she's using my cock head to stimulate her g spot... on the final approach to her climax, my right-hand roves down... tiny circles... across her stomach to her clitoris... my thumb presses firmly... then makes tiny circular motion... maintaining firm contact... rolling the bulging bud...
MMMmmm... YYAAAA... Tess holds still for a brief moment... I attempt to pinch the wet kernel... she initiates furiously thrusts... I match her rhythm... my hands on her hips... helping with full length strokes... her bum gliding along my thighs... her hands move from my shins... she's twisting her nipples, tugging them outward.
"OOHHH FUCK... FUCK... FFUUCK... FFUUU... UUUCK.
"UUHHH... UUUHHH... FFFUUU... UUUUHHH... UUUUK... YYEEESSSS."
Panting she falls forward... arms wrap under my neck... hugs me tight and jambs her tongue as far into my mouth as possible, "MMMmmm... Graaahhhnt... her body shuddering, trembling. My hands hold her ass tight... as I finish... my hips jerking... my dick twitching... spurting my sperm deep into her pulsing pussy.
Her legs straighten and she twerks sporadically... moaning... continuing her orgasm.
"OOOHHH... GGGAAAHHHH... AAAWWWD... GRRAAAHHH... AAAHHHHNT."
She convulses... another pinnacle to her orgasm...
Both of us panting... embraced... still united... roll to our sides... basking the euphoric afterglow of such profound, passionate, lovemaking. I brush her hair behind her ear, we passionately kiss, laying for several moments gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.
Already late; we leisurely, playfully shower together.
As we kiss in Tess's parking spot, Tess winks, "That should satisfy me until tonight, I think we could get better with practice." She gives me a quick peck on the lips, "I'm thinking tonight... I'll dress in skimpy lingerie, do a dance for you, maybe a masturbation show..." she grinds her pelvis to me. "You can use a dildo and give me a DP." I pat her bum as she steps into her Jeep.
I'm installing and programing computers at Marda when I receive a text from Ed, the contractor constructing the dungeon. He requests Tess and I meet him, he wants to address a couple concerns. I understand he must be frustrated, we haven't even met, and I've got him using some lame pencil sketches, when he's used to working from blueprints. I text Tess, asking her when she can join us.
Tess was on route to arrest the babysitters ... she arranges for an officer to accompany Mel to book them and responds she will meet me at the house around 11:30... I let Ed know.
When I arrive, Tess is already there, waiting in her Jeep, we head straight downstairs. There's the odor of fresh cut lumber, a stack of 2 x 4's, a couple sawhorses. Ed puts down the power saw he is holding; I look at the chalk marks on the floor. Ed holds out his hand, speaks, "Marcel shared what I'm building here," we shake hands, he nods to acknowledge Tess, "I'm not sure how to approach the subject." He leans against the sawhorse. "I've rehearsed several speeches, and all just sound wrong." Ed's obviously very nervous. "Well; I'm just gonna blurt it out... when I told my wife Dee, what I was building." Looking at the floor, unable to look at us. "She demanded I make a proposition." He rubs his hands along his legs, looked up anxiously at me. "Dee, has always expressed a strong craving for BDSM." Wringing his fingers "Her sexual appetite is overwhelming; more than I can provide. She uses various toys to satisfy her needs... requiring 3 or more orgasms a day."
He looks at me, then at Tess, pursing his lips, looking sheepish, defeated, I guess the most uncomfortable part, the admission he's not satisfying his wife is out of the way... he continues a little more relaxed. "We have recently begun an open relationship, and I'm ok sharing her." He lifts his leg, sits sideways on the sawhorse, he sighs deeply and proceeds. "I'd like to offer a trade, my labor to build a bathroom there," pointing to the area beside the furnace, "and add a separate entrance with stairs there." Pointing to the corner. "In exchange for equal value of dungeon time for my wife."
Tess and I exchange glances, " Ed, I think I need a few moments to consult my wife."
Tess and I step away.
Ed receives a text. "My wife Dee just pulled up with lunch."
Tess says to him "The doors unlocked, have her come on in."
We quickly agree it's a great trade deal." As we move back to where Ed is sitting,
a stunning, 6', olive skinned model, steps off the last stair. Long, coppery red, wavy hair, sparkling green eyes. Tess and I stare; an extremely short denim skirt, showing long muscular legs, rivaling Simone's.
An unbuttoned, red plaid shirt tied with a knot just below her large, unusual shaped, braless breasts pushing the fabric outward, showing her bare cleavage and midriff, a diamond stud piercing in her naval. She knows she's captured our attention and gives a devilish smile. Ed speaks, "my wife Dee ... Dee, Teresa and Grant."
She smiles, her glossy red lip's part showing bright white teeth, she sets a bag on the floor, intentionally lingering bent over, assuring we get a decent view of her smooth bare bottom. She turns as she stands, moves next to Tess. A husky, sultry voice, "Darlene wasn't exaggerating, you are ravishing," Dee combs her long, delicate fingers through Tess's hair, then back across Tess's cheek, stopping with her fingers cradling Tess's chin, her thumb caressing Tess's lower lip.
Dee nibbles Tess's ear and softly whispers "I understand we have many similar sexual desires ... especially our nymphomaniac promiscuities." Leaving Tess stunned by her spontaneous, salacious, greeting. Dee turns to me, "Darlene speaks very highly of your talents." She, twists, so her back is toward me, leans over, arches her back, looks over her shoulder, biting her lower lip, extends her butt and lightly slaps it. She stands, staring seductively at me "Darlene tells me you already have a waiting list for the dungeon," She slowly, seductively unties the knot, opens her shirt, pulling it off her shoulders, one side then the other. "How do I get myself on that list." Dee lifts one of the unusual shaped perky boobs and flicks the growing red protuberance with her tongue. She twists toward Tess, "Who's taking applications?" Dee lifts Tess's blouse ... licks one stiffening nub, as she rolls the other between thumb and forefinger. Tess's nipples rapidly extend and harden. Dee aligns her erect nipples with Tess's ... she wiggles, quickly twisting her torso so the stiff nubs flick over and back across each other ... several times.
I inadvertently blurt out, "Damn that's sexy as fuck." I'm ogling the erotic action, mostly mesmerized be the unique breasts.
Ed smiles proudly, speaks, "She enjoys showing them off, they're called banana breasts, they're extremely sensitive."
