Jason
Asteamy mist rises through the shower water hitting the cool tile on the floor. It’s thick to breathe, but warm on my body as beads of water roll down my face. Tamara brings Ken in with her to join me. I’m still a little uncomfortable with the situation between me and him.
“Well, look what the cat dragged in,” I try to play off the feelings I have that vary differently for the two in the shower with me. Him, definitely on the no sex end of the spectrum, but her, definitely on the high end.
Definitely.
She giggles and runs a finger down my chest, her hair getting soaked by the water. “Well,” she bites her lower lip and looks down at my raging cock. “What I dragged in is bringing something to life.”
She rubs soap on her hand, lathering it up nicely then grabs my dick and gently strokes it. This feels amazing with the soapy fingers greasing it up. Then she turns to Ken and does the same thing. Refusing to look at Ken, I’ve nowhere else to look, so I look out of the shower door.
We take turns using soap for a dual purpose, getting us clean and making us hard. I rub Tamara’s tits gently with a soapy hand, using my thumb to erect those gorgeous mountain peaks. I turn her around running a hand down her back and up through the crack in her rounded ass.
Ken has his turn lathering her tits while I grab the shampoo. Handing it off to Tamara, I run the goo through my hair. They both follow me in washing their hair. Rinsing off, I step from the shower, crinkling the soft fibers of the rug between my toes. Instead of drying off, I climb in the California King waterbed and sprawl out.
Tamara climbs in next to me and grabs my cock which is waiting for some pump action. She nibbles and licks my chest as she goes down on me. Licking between my legs and sucking my balls into her mouth, teasing them deliciously. She starts to lick up the underside of my ramrod, teasing the tip with her tongue.
The next thing I know, Ken’s tongue is in the mix along with hers on my cock. Shock hits me, but it feels so damn good that I allow it. They both take turns sucking me off, but then settle on her sucking just the tip while he rubs the shaft. The bed beneath me rolls in gentle waves as the motions of the other two literally brings me to a head.
The sensation intensifies as they continue to pump and suck my cock. I feel the electricity flow as it sends waves of excitement throughout my body. What a blow job…Tamara takes my cock deeper in her mouth. I feel myself tense up as I moan, so wanting to come. I begin to thrust into her mouth and she pulls off to allow the flow of come to shoot out.
Breathing heavily, I roll to my side while Ken lays down. Tamara first starts him going by running little tickles over the shaft. Then she goes down on him, licking and kissing his dick all over. Landing on his tip with her lips, she lingers, licking him like a lollipop. It’s so damn sexy to watch. For a moment, I consider diving right in with her to help him come, but then shake the notion off.
He seems to really enjoy how she teases him with her mouth and tongue. He’s jerking and moaning, squirming all over. In order to help her with loosey goosey, I take a deep breath and cross his chest to start priming his pump for action.
Tamara goes to the tip, but also reaches under him to caress his balls while she sucks the tip. I continue to stroke his shaft up and down for a couple of reasons. One, because I know what I want when I’m given oral or just a blow job and two, he’s just done the same for me. I can sense his emotions crossing the precipice of overload and it makes me happy that I’m a party to that.
Tamara is sucking him off real good and he is moaning, but can’t move since I’ve got him pinned down beneath the weight of my body. His moans and groans finally rise up and I know that he’s about to blow. I move off of him to see him come on her cheek. What an amazing sight.
Since Ken and I have already orgasmed, he and I turn our sights to Tamara. We want her to be finished off too. “Ken, hold her arms down for me.”
As he does what I ask, I go down on her, playing with her slit that contains all the goodies. My tongue finds her clit and circles it to make her so wet that a dick could slip on it. She can’t squirm because Ken has her arms behind his head while he takes hold of her nipples and makes them erect, just waiting for the moment.
Along with sucking her clit, I move to the side so that Ken can move down and get his fingers into her wet pussy, helping her to get off. He slides his fingers in and out while I continue sucking her. She tastes delectable and I want more of her.
Tamara begins to shake and I can feel her muscles tense up. She wails out as her body shakes violently with the intensity of the euphoria. I watch her settle into a place of contentment and peace.
We all snuggle under covers, with her between us. Ken and Tamara slip into the dreamworld faster than I do. While I enjoyed tonight’s activities, I still have issues with who or what I am.
I know that I’m not gay, and I fully enjot what Ken did. I know that I’ve wanted these moments with Tamara. Just didn’t expect another dude to be in the sack with us.