Page 10 of Undone
“You like having this pussy played with in public,” Nate smiles in her ear, his eyes trained on the booth across from us, “putting on a show for our fan across the way makes you wetter, huh?”
The woman across the way is laser focused on us, her hand concealed by the table but the vigorous motion of her arm told me she was just as committed to getting her orgasm as Nate andI were to delivering Evie’s. Her cheeks are flushed, mouth open trapped in the median just before orgasm hits.
“Baby, you like it when they watch,” I tease. “You think she wants to see you take both of us at the same time?”
“I think she wants to taste you,” Nathan chuckles, “but too bad she’ll have to wait in line.”
“Your pretty pussy is greedy for those fingers tonight, huh, baby,” I ask her, breaking our eye contact with the onlooker, gripping my wife’s chin forcing her eyes back to me. “She can’t have you tonight, can she?”
“You think this tight pussy can handle us both tonight, Evie girl?” Nathan asks seductively.
Evie’s vigorous nod is the only permission I need to make her come. She’s so wet that when my fingers slide inside of her to join Nathan’s to stretch her out more, there are no signs of discomfort on her face, only desire. Curling my fingers to glide her G-spot as Nathan pumps his finger in and out. Her pulsating pussy has a vice grip on our fingers as Evie shatters under our diligent touches. Her orgasm makes a mess of our hands, her essence dripping when her tight channel finally releases us.
Nathan cleans her mess from his fingers, licking up every offering her body gave to him. I wondered if she would taste even better off of his fingers. I offer mine to her, allowing her to taste herself before I suck the cum off her lips.
“I knew you’d taste as good as you looked,” Nate moans around his fingers.
Evie’s breathing calms as we right her dress standing from the booth. Sparing a glance over at our voyeur to see she is sated as well, we leave the entertainment lounge. We enter a comfortable silence as the three of us make our way to our suite. Evie turns to us giving us a lusty smile as we reach the door.
“Ready for round two?”
9
Iam still reeling from the orgasm they had just given me as I step into our suite. I loved feeling both of their hands inside me–it was absolutely exhilarating. Teamwork was one thing Sam had no trouble with, having experimented with using toys in the past to heighten pleasure, but having another person–especially a man–was new territory for us both.
Planting myself in the center of the room. I look between my husband and our equally handsome guest for the evening. Sammie’s hands rub along the fabric of his pants nervously. His chiseled face focused on me, the hard set of his jaw relaxing when our eyes connect. Having a woman join us wasn’t as nerve racking because I didn’t have to guess if Samuel would be okay with certain things. Nathan was bold and sure of what he wanted, and although Sammie said he didn’t fuck men, I saw the curiosity in his eyes.
To be honest I had always wondered if Sammie ever experimented with other men. Not that I thought he had, but it kind of turned me on. I wanted to see if Sammie was as committed to the idea of exploration as he wanted me to be.
I shimmy out of my dress in the center of the room, placing my naked body on display for their hungry gazes. Their growingappreciation of my body doesn’t go unnoticed beneath the material of their pants. They stand there almost unsure of which one of them is in charge. Little do they know–it’s me.
“Nathan, sweetie, did you bring condoms,” I ask.
“And lube,” he nods, digging in his pockets producing a tiny bottle of liquid and a small handful of condoms like a good boy.
“You just carry around lube and condoms,” Sam chuckles.
“I know what I want and like to be prepared for any and all opportunities,” Nate shrugs unapologetically.
“Set those on the nightstand,” I instruct.
Nathan eagerly struts close to the bed doing as he’s told.
“Both of you strip,” I tell them. Sam gives me a knowing smile as I make my way to the bed sitting at the edge. He always loves when I take charge.
Following instructions, they both waste no time discarding their clothes. I send Nathan to the chair across from the bed, having Sammie kneel in front of me.
I lean back, parting my thighs exposing my wet center. Sammie licks his lips ready for his meal. Nathan’s legs are spread, his length laid over his thigh, his hand squeezing the base of his dick.
“Sammie,” I beckon him closer, playing in my wetness, “show Nate how my pussy likes to be eaten.”
Without words, Sammie wraps me in a desperate kiss until I am breathless, then crawls down my body kissing a path down my naked torso teasingly before attaching his mouth to my honey pot. His tongue lavishes my pussy with praise, lapping at my center like I was the only way to quench his thirst. His tongue swirls my clit then slides into my hole, fucking me so good I almost leap off the bed. He slows, allowing my body to calm as I watch Nathan slowly jack his heavy member.
“Nate, sweetie, come fill my mouth,” my moan almost sounds like I’m begging. Sam continues to alternate his attention from my clit to my hole.
Nate’s stride is slow, confident but also cautious. He seems to know this landscape is fresh and fragile–like a piece of blown glass pulled straight out of the fire. The bed dips as he kneels next to me, his dick bobbing in my face. I grasp it wasting no time slipping him in my mouth sucking with as much focus as I could, matching my pace to Sam’s. I mimic his tongue movements with my own while he is slurping me up like an ice cold drink on a hot day, slipping a finger in my ass. Nathan’s hand cups one of my breasts while Sam’s hand plays with the other. My mouth works him as much as I can while Sam eats me ravenously until I couldn’t take anymore and release Nate. All of the sensations have my body primed and ready but this isn’t how I want to come.
“Don’t be too greedy, baby, share with our guest,” I moan. “Nathan help Sam clean up my mess.”
