It was beautiful, sensual, and flaming hot. He took the time to trail kisses from her collarbone to the soft areas behind the ears. Down her jawline, to the soft spot that is at the bottom of her neck. I could see her feet and toes curl, and she was grabbing the sheets. I mentioned to her that it was okay to touch him, and that set her in motion. She reached up to place a hand on each side of his face, looked at me, and then back to him and drew him for a passionate kiss as she grinded her pussy on his hard cock. She wasn't letting him in though, just rubbing her pussy up and down so that his dick would slide up and down her slit. The more this happened, the more her hips started bucking. I could see her position herself to where his dick was going to impale her, when he stopped her. He said, "Your pussy is on fire and I can smell you. I must taste you." She pushed his head down and said, "Please."
The first thing he did surprised me a little bit because, he reacted the same way I do, every time, and she noticed it. He stuck his nose into her and breathed deeply, taking her scent in. Then he went to work with his tongue. It was clear he was an expert, and at first, I thought her reaction was just because of the moment, but it soon became clear, he was better at it than I was. He started to insert a finger into her, but she stopped him and told him to keep using his mouth and tongue. She wasn't keeping eye contact with me anymore. She was in the moment, alone with him and her senses right now. I couldn't believe how turned on she was, and I was struggling to contain myself. She finally looked over at me and asked why I was still dressed. I just pretended she didn't say anything. The truth is that I may have cum all over myself just in the process of taking my jeans off and accidentally touching my bare cock.
She grabbed his head to pull him up to her, but I know that move. It means she's ready to be fucked. I stopped them. I told him to continue, to make her cum. I told her that it was okay for her to cum, because I promised she would cum again with a cock in her. Explosion hit her at that moment. For only the second time in her life, she squirted, and her juices flooded his face. Then she did something she never does. She grabbed his head and pulled him up, and kissed him with an open mouth. She never lets me kiss her after I've gone down on her. She was using so much of her tongue kissing him though, she was drinking in her own juices. I couldn't take it anymore. I tore my clothes off and moved to the bed, grabbing the condom he had laid on the nightstand and stuck my cock in her mouth. As I handed him the condom, she knocked it away and mumbled no, and he then forced his cock in her pussy, impaling her in one stroke. The screaming moan she let out vibrated my dick to the point that I had no chance to pull out or stop and I flooded her mouth with my cum. She swallowed some and some ran out the side of her mouth. At that point, she reached up and grabbed his face again. She whispered to him to fuck her hard and fast and to make her cum again, and then kissed him with her cum covered tongue.
He fucked her with an abandon that I recognized. She has the same effect on me. Unlike with me though, she didn't stop kissing him. She started to cumming again as he hammered away at her womb, never breaking the kiss. By the time her 2nd orgasm had passed, I was hard again. She broke their kiss, looked at me and mouthed, "thank you" and then I leaned down and kissed her sensually. He slowed his fucking and I was amazed at his staying power. I asked her if she was done, and she said needed one more. She pushed him out of her and rolled over.
When he pulled his cock out, the amount of cum and natural lubricant that flowed out of her soaked the bed and his cock was covered with it. He started to put it into her again and she stopped him, taking his hand, she pulled him in front of her and swallowed his dick. That's the 2nd thing she did that she never does. Once my dick is inside of her, she's not putting her mouth on it again until I've showered. Tonight, she didn't care. She was someone else. She was holding onto his balls and stroking them while trying to get him to fill her mouth. I got behind her and ran my tongue from the tip of her slit back towards her ass and licked and cleaned her pussy and asshole clean of their moisture. I then raised up and fucked her with everything I had, without cumming. Fast and hard, and then slowed down to make it last. When he started grunting, she made us switch places. She told him he could cum once he made her cum one more time. She wanted him to fuck her like a slut and to fuck her as hard as he could. He looked at me and grinned and obliged. To my surprise, she took my dick willingly into her mouth and told me that I could fill her up again. She said she wouldn't spill a drop this time. That didn't last long though. He was fucking her so good, and so hard, she couldn't focus on me. She started meeting his thrusts just as hard as he was delivering them and put her face into the mattress, clinging to the sheets like she needed them to keep her on the bed.
As I noticed sweat dripping from his nose and forehead onto her ass, they both had amazing orgasms. Now, she's never been a screamer. More of a grunter and growler, but she let out a noise I had never heard before and have never heard since. I motioned for him to get off of her, because I wanted her before orgasm subsided. I roughly threw her onto her back, entered her, and began fucking her in the way that I alone know how to fuck her. I wanted to reclaim her with an orgasm that I gave her. What's even better when reclaiming her, was that she was spent. All of the work would be on me and I was able to deliver. I fucked her slowly, but forcefully, rubbing our pubic bones together, while sucking on her left nipple. After doing this for a few minutes, I bit her nipple and she came to life. Wrapping her legs around me and tearing at my back, she had her 4th and final orgasm before her 3rd one was done. I let go inside of her and collapsed.
As she and I gathered our breath and our senses, we looked to him. He was sitting in the chair, still half hard, drinking his drink and admiring us. He acknowledge our graciousness in allowing him to partake in this fantasy with us, and said he didn't blame me for fantasizing about it. He said just watching us at the end was one of the hottest experiences of his life. He told me how lucky I was, and we exchanged numbers in case there was an opportunity to do it again. She wasn't coherent enough to have a conversation about it at the moment. I am not he sure she was even awake by the time I thanked him and he left. Typically, she likes to get up and clean herself up, but this day, she didn't. I let him out, brushed my teeth, and crawled into bed, spooning her. As I started to drift off, I heard her mumbling both of our names. I raised my head to find her asleep, but with a tired and satisfied smile.