Jill and two jocks

“Fuck me , Sam. Let me take care of you, but take care of me too. Fuck me, Sam.....Saaam..”“ Her voice became ragged as Sam started fucking into her. He still supported his weight on his elbows, and her back was off the bed as she lifted against him. Then she was being pressed into the mattress and her voice was muffled into moans and whines as Sam’s tongue filled her mouth. He too was grunting as his thrusts became harder and harder, and it was plain this first union was going to be short and very, very sweet. Jill had levelled after her first cum, but was still frantic for more. Sam was trying to regulate himself, but the feelings were too great to let go. Suddenly, he lifted to look Jill in the eyes again. As her wide eyes focussed, I could hear him ask Jill if he could cum in her.
“OH, god, Sam, cum in me, fill me, fuck me full!!” Jill was cumming again as Sam stiffened. Every muscle on both bodies stood out in sharp relief as Sam raised himself on his hands and arched back as he pumped his cum into Jill. Jill threw her arms over her head and flailed her face side to side as the orgasm continued. She could feel the juices being pumped into her, and she wrapped her legs over Sam’s back to pull him even deeper into her. Her legs were still wrapped when Sam could fuck no more. As his breath into her neck became less ragged, she slowly let her legs down. She looked fondly over at me and stretched legs and arms out luxuriously

“God, Mike, when you said I might like to fuck a strange man, you never said it would be this good.”
Sam raised his head at this, “We had some friends who wanted to get us in bed, and I would have, but he had a beer gut, and Judy just wasn’t turned on. Didn’t really blame her. The girl would have been nice, though”
Jill and I exchanged a thoughtful glance.

Then Jill whispered something softly to Sam, and he nodded quickly and lifted off her. “Quick, Mike. I want you right now. I still have a cum or two left, and I want them from you. Think of it,” she whispered as I shlupped in, “ as re-establishing your territory.”

“I’m in your territory with your permission, just like Sam was. But god, honey, you’re hot. And I’m hot. That was the horniest thing I ever saw. I might not last a whole long time. Can your cunt hold more cum?” I had already lost control as the tickles built, then various nerves fired, not always in synch, then they were in synch. And Jill was in synch with me as she felt my cum, and she laughed out loud at what she could do to men and how much she loved doing it, and loved her more than ever for being such a woman, her woman, not my woman. Oh, okay, my woman most of the time, but her woman all the time.
“Are you taken care of, Sam?” I asked after a while. Jill was sprawled between us, a leg thrown over each. I could see a tuft of tissue over her pussy. It was too late to make a dash to the bathroom meaningful.

Sam grunted something that sounded affirmative from his torpor, then half rolled to face us, “Was this in the works when I came over tonight?”
Jill looked archly at me. I shook my head. “It was better than I could have set it up. How about you, Jill? Did you engineer it? You with the no panties?”
“No, really, I just didn’t see the need for them, honest” She looked from one to the other. “You believe me , don’t you?”
Sam smiled, “ I believe anything you could say. I believe I’m hard again. Would you like to sit on something hard?”
“Why yes, thank you sir, that would be lovely,”

Then I was watching as her bum hovered over Sam’s new boner. As she spread wide to straddle him, a bit more cum trickled from her pussy, then more as her lips opened to let his cock slip in. AS she began riding it up and down, I put a hand on her bum, pretending to help her stroke him, and she looked back at me with an impish smile. This was even better this time. Both had lots of time to really feel the newness of the other without being under the cornice of an orgasm waiting to engulf them. Both contributed to the action, and the strokes were measured and meaningful. Sometimes Jill would go down to kiss him, and the kiss would be tender and gentle and loving, then she might tease him with her tits, and he would strain up to catch a nipple, or suck a whole tit into his mouth. Sometimes Jill would reach for me, and I would have to give up my watch station and go up to kiss her and tell her what a woman she was.

Then as she was kissing Sam, she tightened, and Sam responded by quickening the pace and strength of his thrusts, then Jill was sitting straight up, grinding down on Sam, not bouncing, jus t frantically rocking her pelvis, her hands clawing his chest muscles. She relaxed, and I thought she was coming down, then she began again, and held on to another climax. As she slumped forward onto Sam, he picked up the stroke again, and now I could see his cock as it pounded into her. He was dripping with cum, and even as I watched more made its way by his ram, and he was telling Jill how much he loved fucking her and what a wonderful cunt she had and how high she took him. When Jill finally slumped forward onto his chest, the cock that slid out was only at half-mast.

Jill, after just a moment’s breather, smiled invitingly back at me, and lifted her bum a bit. She was still spread over Sam, and with a nudge he obligingly brought his legs together to I also could straddle them and stick my cock into Jill. Jill crooned to her men as I warmed slowly to my pleasure. Her cunt was very wet, but still elastic, and I could feel her wonderful muscles working on my cock. She told us of how she had thought of times like this when I had made improper suggestions to her in the past. But never dreamed that reality could match the fantasy.
“You know what?”, she had her face buried in Sam.’s neck.
“What?” Sam and I said together.
“I want to fuck Sam with Mike fucking Judy right beside us. I want to hear Mike cumming in Judy and Judy begging for more and I want Sam to hear it with me. So there.”
“Oh, do it, guys. You’d love Judy’s pussy, Mike. She cums just as hard as Jill, well, almost anyway, and she’s really hot, and oh so soft in all the right places. And she’s shaved, Mike.....”and I didn’t hear much more as my imagination and Jill’s cunt took me over and I thought of cumming in Judy, and I realized Jill was cumming on my cock as she kissed Sam and then I thought nothing as I rode the wave. Then I was spent, as we all were.

Sam came to dinner as scheduled the following evening. I would like to say we fucked, but we didn’t. Its not we were shy, or remorseful. We were a bit tired yet, at least not with our tongues hanging out, but I think we had the mind set to save round two for when Judy got back. Never happened, of course. She was going to be gone as much as a couple weeks, and the very next day as we worked out together, we exchanged looks and knew our workout might be a bit short. Half an hour later we were fucking again, even without showering. I fucked Jill from behind while she sucked Sam sitting on the couch, then we traded places, and traded again. We made Jill stretch her wonderful legs to ears and guess which cock was sliding in. Couldn’t fool her, but she loved us trying. Sam suggested shaving Jill, but she had tried it once, and any stubble that was missed really snagged in her running shorts and took the romance out. Sorry, guys.

So it went. Then two days later when I came home from work, Jill was already there, and she had Judy with her. Judy had been melting down at her mother’s, and the old dear was clever enough to see that she could cope alone better than Judy could cope without Sam. Sam was out of town for the day, so Jill had got the call to pick her up at the airport, and a message had been left at her house for Sam to dome here. Judy I think wanted to be at home for Sam, but she felt she owed us. I guess.

Sam came in expectantly. He hadn’t known if we wanted to fuck tonight or not, and it was Jill who had recorded the message. So he was totally blown away to be met at the door by a tearful Judy. They had talked just last night and she still didn’t know how long she might be, but it was after that she had melted down and her mother had shipped her off on the first flight.
‘You took good car of the boy?” Judy asked me, after things had settled and we were talking rationally.
“Well, no,” I admitted, “ But Jill did.”
Judy snorted coffee, then smirked at me, “Yeah, right. If I thought Jill would....you know, take care of Sam,,,,I still would have come home. So tell me Jill, just how did you take care of Sam?”
“I checked his socks every day.”
“Oh”
“That’s all you asked me to do.”
“That’s true. Its just the way Mike said that, that I thought....well...you know”

Jill said brightly, “ The boys played a new game with me. Would you like to play it?”
Judy studied Jill’s face, “Are you leading me on? Are you teasing me? I’m on melt-down mode, remember.”
“For real, promise” Jill took her hands and locked eyes with her., “I played it, and it was the most fun I ever had. It would be even more fun if you played it with us. Will you? We promise you’ll love it.”
Trudy still looked suspicious, “You’re going to play too? How do we start?”
“You sit naked on the edge of the couch with your legs really wide and eyes closed, and guess whose cock is in you.”

Judy’s eyes had grown wider and wider as Jill talked, but she was smiling as she asked softly, “And whose cock was it?”
With her best smug smile, “Which time?”
Judy sucked in her breath, “Wow, that’s a good game.” She looked at her husband as he came to her and circled her waist from behind, cupping her breasts, “ When does it start?”
I sandwiched her between me and Sam, and traced my finger around her scoop neck, over her ample mounds, “How much clothes have you got on?”
Her breath was quick, “How are you with snaps?”
I kissed her then, and the others put the game on hold while we did, and when we looked they were kissing too, so we did again, this time more thoroughly.
“But I still want to play.” Judy said softly, “Okay?”

So we did. We all got naked right there. I helped with a snap or two, but mainly I was too slow, and I had to hustle with my own clothes. I had a glimpse of a nice pink body with no pussy hair, then I had to quickly find a couple pillow slips for the girls’ heads. Judy wasn’t as racing fit as Jill, but she was super flexible, and both girls had an end of the couch with legs open and back to their ears. Both had slips over their heads, one had a bare pussy, both pussy’s glistened with moister and anticipation.
“Don’t be too long,” one said, and the other giggled.
So the first time I touched Judy was to put my cock to her cunt and work it slowly in. Sam was in Jill too, and Jill asked Judy who she thought she had. Judy was breathing very heavy, and asked for a couple strokes to help her decide, and I thought that was fair.
“So which one, girl?” coaxed Jill.
“If I guess, do I get to keep it in?” Judy panted, “I don’t want it out, not even for a minute.”

And then she was beyond guessing. She was cumming, and I imagine she heard Sam chuckle at Jill’s hectoring, so she knew where he was, and she knew where I was, and it was just where she wanted me, and I was getting happier every stroke to be there and it was so neat hearing my angel cumming on a strange cock while I fucked this wild vixen. The slip came off both girls and Judy watched Sam lift little Jill and lay on the floor with her sitting on him. She could see his cock in her, and when I pushed her so she was laying on the couch and I was on her, she still held that sight as she bucked while I fucked, and then she was cumming again, and Jill heard and came, and then both us guys could hold our no longer.

There was a long quiet. Someone said, “Welcome home.” I think it was me. Sometime later Judy said, “ thank you”. Then, “I knew it was going to be you, you know. I wasn’t born yesterday.” A bit later, “I could feel the difference anyway. How did Jill do? How did you get her to play, anyway?

The story got pieced together. There was no need to gloss over anything, was there? Sam took Judy home soon after. They still had some private fucking to do, and we celebrated with a quiet fuck of our own. I don’t know if Jill really wanted two guys to herself for the full two weeks. This was much better. We only have a group fuck a couple times a month now. Okay, a bit more as the mood hits, but we only schedule it a couple times a month. Works out to be on the average, twice every nine days, but nominally twice a month. Whenever we fucking feel like it, which is often.

Judy had started cycling and goes out with Sam once a week with a club, and they’ve met a couple they both like who might be fun, and they wonder if we might like to help in the seduction. It’s a thought. We know if they like them, we would. I don’t see the poor pigeons having much chance against our two vixens.:)