"Fuck oh fuck yes, fuck me!"
Julie was writhing on the bed, it was 6 AM, and she had awakened early. Her pussy had been warming up, knowing it would be hot and itchy with sexual need in very short order, she knew she had to take the matter in hand, as it were.
Stretching her body, she spread her thighs, giving loving pats to her vulva. Just that little contact made her tingle, mmmm, next to her on the bed was her dildo. She knew that she would not make it through the weekend without some hot masturbation sessions, and accordingly, she had packed her toy. It was 7 inches long, and the length of it was ribbed, providing delicious friction when she drove it in, feeling each ridge against her silky walls as she pumped herself to glory. Taking hold of the dildo, she started to gently run it up and down her pussy lips. The juices bubbled up quickly, and she let her mind go.
Tony was between her legs, running the head of his cock up and down, letting her bubbly juices coat his cock head. Her sister Jill was there, reaching down, and parting Julie's lips with her fingers, holding her lips apart.
"Now that Tony has fucked me, it's your turn now sister! You're so wet and ready for it!"
In real life, Julie matched her actions with her fantasy, she positioned the tip, let out a purr as she felt her walls part, mmmm, that felt so good, as her mind's eye saw her husband burying his 8 inches of stiff cock, she buried the 7 inches of the dildo into her hot, wet center. She pulled it back then slowly pushed it back in, oh fuck, the ridges rubbing against her lips, then riding along her inner walls on every thrust, the sensation was amazing. She felt her juices run, bathing the shaft, felt so fucking good.
The fantasy was rolling as she pumped her pussy. She imagined her sister looking at her, smiling as Tony's 8 inches of cunt pleasing cock was testing the hot liquid depths of her well-heated fuckhole. Julie felt a thudding jolt of excitement as she imagined Jill taking the position, squatting above her. Her imagination had her sister waxed bare, with just a light fluff of her blonde pubic hair in a neat strip above her entrance. Jill's bare smooth pussy was hovering just above her face. Julie could see the tight pink lips, rimmed with a thick coating of Tony's cum, her mouth watered thinking of how much thick sperm Tony's prick had pumped into her sister's eager pussy.
"Eat me, Julie, eat my pussy, claim your husband's load by sucking it out of my cunt, you know you want to!"
Jill's body would look amazing from that vantage point, her sister had a few extra pounds, giving her a lush, curvaceous figure. Julie could see the gentle swell of her belly, above that, her 36D boobs stood up proudly, her nipples were rock-hard, sexy nubs. As she imagined Tony's stiff cock reaming her, she imagined Jill lowering her body closer, the rich, aroused scent of her sweet fuckhole surrounding her. A thick juicy creampie was ready to spill from her crimson furrow, so close, and the next instant her mind had Jill settling herself down with an mmmm of pleasure, as Julie's tongue parted the seam, an imagined thick rush of Tony's cum gushed into her mouth as her tongue went to work.
She started to ram herself, her lust bubbling like a boiling pot. She imagined her husband, stiffening up, and letting out a roar as his prick blew his hot load into her sizzling cunt, and Jill crying our, pushing her cunt tight against Julie's face, as she dumped a rich load of Tony's cum mixed with her juices all over Julie's face. That did it, and Julie turned her face into the pillow, to muffle the loud shrieks of orgasm that rose, as her pussy exploded in long, wrenching spasms of pleasure.
She rode the last pulse, then sagged down, feeling the deliciousness of the post-coital calm settle over her. She remembered her imagining of her sister cooing at her to eat her pussy. If that ever happened, Julie was all for it.
*****
In real life, she'd had a lesbian lover in high school, when she was 18, with her classmate Maureen Simpson. Mmmm, the sleepovers, the time during summer vacation, totally naked and in bed with an equally naked and aroused Maureen. They had been eager to sample each other's charms, stroking, caressing, kissing, fondling, and rubbing, getting her mouth on the copper-red muff of Maureen, and drinking deeply from the copious flow, Maureen's cries of orgasm filling the air. That would be repeated very soon, as Maureen took her turn between Julie's spread thighs, and, this time, Julie's cries of orgasm would rise, as Maureen's eager mouthing made her juices rush, bathing Maureen's tongue with the hot, tasty cream of her orgasm.
They had been full-time lovers until college separated them just after their final year in high school. They had still found ways to spend most of the summers together, and even now, she would spend a couple of weekends a month with her old college pal, catching up and doing that girl stuff that they did in college, as she said to Tony.
Catching up and doing all that girl stuff is exactly what they did, as they would twist and writhe together during those weekends between the sheets, Maureen's cries of pleasure mingling with her own, filling the motel room. Julie didn't think she was cheating on Tony. Maureen didn't think she was cheating on her husband either. How could they, when they were with another woman, not a man? And as Maureen said, if they didn't go both ways, they'd miss half the fun. It never dampened her appetite for Tony, when she came home, she'd be more charged up for Tony to take her. The coupling of the two hot and horny cunts that she and Maureen became during those weekends made her eager for Tony to complete the picture on her more than willing body, and paint her insides white.
