Tom opened their bag, and spilled out the contents. They talked as they examined each item, and what they could do to each other with them. They were all kneeling and sitting on the floor, like kids on Christmas. Abruptly, Darla stopped.
"Tom, stand up. If I don't suck your beautiful hard cock soon, I am going to bust." He dutifully stood, and stepped around the toy pile to her side. She opened her mouth and took his head inside, swirled her tongue around it, eliciting a groan from him. She hummed as she took him deeper, pushing her lips down the shaft, stroking the underside with the flat of her tongue. Her gloved hand reached up and grabbed the base; the feeling was unusual, but he was distracted by hands pushing his feet apart. Liz had gone behind him and was nudging his feet to the side. He gingerly adjusted his position, not wanting to dislodge himself from Darla's oral attention. He resettled, and focused on the sensation running up his cock, her other hand now cupping his balls, when he was distracted again. He felt hands on his ass, then a face, a nose, pressed between his cheeks. And then a tongue trailed down his crack to his sensitive rear hole, and he gasped in shock and delight.
He felt Liz tickle his little knot, then tease it; the wet tip circled his ring as Darla slurped his cock, the sensations from front and back driving through him, jerking his hips back and forward. Then the firm wet pressure at his ass pushed harder, slipping inside, and he groaned, and his legs nearly gave out. Darla pulled off his shaft with a pop, chuckling.
"Liz, we better move this boy to the couch before he hurts himself."
"Why don't we take it right to the bedroom?"
They gathered the toys and practically sprinted up the stairs. They immediately sat Tom on the edge of the bed, and Darla pulled his legs up, forcing him to his back, and lay down across him, her head on his stomach, and resumed her blowjob. Liz knelt on the floor between Tom's upraised and spread legs.
"Oh, this is much better," she said, and licked his ball sack with the flat of her tongue, separating the shifting globes, before taking the left one into her mouth, sucking, pulling it away from his body. She let it go with a pop, then sucked the other, before travelling down and resumed rimming and tongue-fucking his tight back door.
Tom, despite his awkward position, could not have been happier. His wife was licking out his ass while their best friend sucked his cock. Then suddenly he realized he could be happier, as Darla adjusted her position, swinging a leg over his head, and dropping her wet, shaved pussy onto his face. He stretched his neck up, taking a long swipe, tasting her arousal and coating his tongue with her juices. Not trying to tease or tantalize, but just to enjoy, he sucked her lips, burrowed his tongue into her hole and sucked and licked her juices out, then moved down to her clit, which was hard and emerging from it's hiding place. He felt her react to the contact, and he flicked it, then circled it, feeling her jump each time he touched her hard button. Then he latched his lips around it and sucked, tickling the tip with his tongue. She groaned onto his cock, and pressed her hips to his face even as she pressed her face to his hips, swallowing more of him, making him arch his hips up to meet her mouth.
He backed off her clit, moved to her slick hole, licking and sucking, when he felt Liz's tongue at his ass leave, to be replaced by a finger, it seemed, a slick finger. Lubed, it slipped easily into his anus, and then found and stroked his prostate. He thought he might explode from the intense sensations coursing through him. The finger slipped out then, then reentered, fatter - two fingers? He felt his hole stretch, feeling the penetration, distracting him from the pussy above his face. They swirled and slowly pumped in his ass, only to depart. He burrowed upwards, slurping Darla's pussy juice, when he felt a different penetration, firm, thin, no, wider, then wider still, and he moaned into his friend's cunt. Liz was putting a plug into his ass. The widest part reached his tight ring, paused, pressed, paused again. He felt the mouth leave his cock, heard Darla say, "I think he likes it!" and then swallow him again. He relaxed his muscles, trying to accept the bulb of the plug, and he called out sharply as he felt it push inside, his muscle gripping it, holding it in place. Fuck, getting his ass filled and his cock sucked with a wet shaved pussy bouncing on his face for him to eat! Juices ran down his cheeks, and he attacked her clit again. And when he thought he couldn't get more excited he opened his eyes to see his wife's face above his; she was kneeling over him, between Darla's legs, and she grabbed the woman's ass cheeks, squeezing and then parting them, and lowering her face to jam her tongue up her close friend's tight ass.
The penetration made Darla suck harder, and the sight drove him over the edge, his cum taking him full force, by surprise, and he bellowed into her cunt as he came, shooting body shaking blasts into her hot mouth. His head spun and he couldn't breathe, and as he almost finished he felt Darla tremble, and shake, and her cum splashed from her hot cunt, into his open mouth, drenching his face, soaking him. He lapped up every drop he could reach. As Darla finished, Liz pulled her friend's hips up, and lowered her face to kiss him, her tongue fresh from Darla's sweet butt, sharing the juices from her husband's mouth. Darla got up, and off him, and then her face was there, too, and Liz broke their kiss to kiss Darla, right above him, as his cum drooled from Darla's lips -- she hadn't swallowed - swirling as their tongues met, dripping onto his face. Impulsively he opened his mouth, caught his own dripping cum, adding it to the taste of Darla's climax. It was a lot, and he swallowed, and more fell onto his lips, his face, and then they were sucking it off him, licking his face, and kissing him, all three of them sharing Tom and Darla's hot cream.
"Fuck, baby, that was so hot," Liz said. Tom kissed her, tasting himself, and Darla's ass.
"YOU were so fucking hot," he corrected her, "you ass licking slut."
"M-mm, you're both hot," Darla interjected, "but Liz didn't cum yet, Tom." She held his softening cock. "Looks like I might have to fill in while you get back up to speed!"
Liz let out a squeal and lay back on the bed as Darla got off and fished in the toy bags. When she stood, she was wearing a strap-on mounted in a harness, a big, fat, angry-looking realistic cock that bounced on her as she climbed back up. Tom thought it might be at least eight inches, and certainly fatter than his own.
"I'm going to fuck that shaved pussy, baby," Darla told his wife, "and your man is going to watch you get good and fucked."
Tom rolled on to his side, as Darla crawled between Liz's legs. She rubbed the tip of her tool against Liz's open hole, wetting the tip in her juices. Tom watched her pussy open, the lips spreading wide, her hole visible, her clit poking out hard from under it's hood. Then Darla lined up, and pushed the fat head inside, and Liz groaned, and then squealed loudly as Darla pushed all the way in, one smooth stroke, burying her 'cock' into his wife.
Darla slipped her arms under Liz's knees, pulling her thighs up and apart, spreading her wide, and began stroking in and out. Tom felt his cock coming back to life, seeing the fat cock emerge slick and wet, only to plunge back in, again and again, making Liz cry out with passion. She was beautiful like this, taken by her desire, enjoying the penetration, and he attacked her breasts, sucking hard on her sensitive left nipple as his fingers found the other, pinching and pulling. He loved her tits, so soft, yet firm; so pliant, so sensitive. He knew it was having an effect on her, and he switched, sucking the other while he roughly pinched the wet nipple he'd just sucked. Liz barked her delight at the onslaught, and Darla picked up the pace, fucking his wife as skillfully as if she'd always had a cock.
Liz's cries picked up speed and intensity, and he knew that she was getting close to cumming. His dick was hard again, but he didn't stop Darla, he let her fuck his wife through her cum, and Liz screamed, shook, and then her mouth was open and no sound came out; she was just staring, wild-eyed, as her body was wracked by a massive orgasm. Finally she exhaled deeply, and Darla slowed, and stopped, and slowly pulled the cock from her.
Tom was in her place in a second, and his cock slipped inside her wet pussy easily, she was soaked in cum, and stretched from the large toy. As he began pumping, Darla moved to Liz's face, feeding the wet toy to her. "Suck my cock, slut, suck your cum off me, taste your pussy on my dick!" Hearing his friend talk so dirty to his wife was enticing, and seeing his wife suck that big cock with abandon was more so. He fucked her hard, pumping furiously in long, angry strokes, smashing his pubic bone against hers, making wet slapping noises. Darla pulled her 'cock' away and lowered her large breasts to Liz's face telling her to suck her nipples. He watched his wife's mouth close around the fat nub, saw her teeth grip it, and pull, and he came again, hard, filling her pussy with his second load. He kept pumping, spurting, and then Liz came again, crying out, letting Darla's nipple drop away. He slowed, and as he pulled out her cunt hung open, filled with his sticky white cream.
"Fuck, that looks too fucking hot," he muttered, and Darla pulled away from Liz to look. She slipped two fingers easily inside, pulling them out, and feeding them to Liz, who sucked them hungrily. In the past, after sex, it was always some version of rolling over, legs closed, and he would get a towel to clean up before she dripped on the sheets. Now this same woman, his wife of over a decade, was laying splayed wide, showing her shaved cunt, red and swollen and fucked open, spilling cum down the crack of her ass. Darla returned her fingers to the hole, inserting them into the slimy mess, and then bringing them to Liz to suck clean.
He had to admit, it was incredible to see, watching her cunt hole open and close as her pussy muscles clenched, seeing his semen oozing out, the wetness drying on her thighs and lips. It was so hot, so nasty, so ... fucked.
"Are you going to stare at it all night," he heard Darla say, her two fingers slipping inside for third trip into the heated hole, "or are you going to do something about it?"
"It's -- I've never seen before -- so hot ..."
"Then clear out, baby," she said, and pushed him aside, crawling between Liz's legs, and cramming her face to the steaming hole, tongue already out, mouth open. He watched her tongue start low, below her pussy, swiping up, gathering the cum that had dripped out, seeing it pool on her tongue. She scooped it into her mouth, swallowed and made a yummy sound, and began licking around the outside, gathering the remnants and splashes from around Liz's pussy, flicking her clit as she passed, before settling her mouth over the opening, and making loud sucking noises as she drew the rest of the syrupy residue out. He wondered if he could ever ... could I lick her pussy after fucking her? Could I eat her creampie?
