this
way—servicing the man while the woman stroked his body.
What would it be like to be that comfortable naked in the
same room with two men? It was a delicious thought that she might have an
opportunity to try that one day. But for now it was arousing to watch them.
“I’m ready,” John groaned and his glistening cock popped
from Fallon’s mouth. “It never takes long with you, Fallon. You’re a master
cocksucker. Damn.”
Mary dropped back and Fallon rose to his feet. He took
Mary’s hand, led her to the bed, and then climbed on after her. He settled
himself behind her, his hands sliding across her breasts, down over her
abdomen, to pull her legs wide. Then he leaned down to kiss her sensuously as
they waited for John to join them.
As John walked over to the bed, Helen picked up the vibrator
and positioned it at the opening of her pussy. As she watched, he positioned
himself above Mary. Using two of his fingers, he tested her readiness.
“Oh, you’re wet, Mary, love. Really wet. Do you want me
inside you?”
Mary broke the kiss with Fallon and looked at John. “In me,
John. Fuck me now.”
Fallon moved his hands from Mary’s breasts and John’s hands
took their place. Helen saw his hips surge forward and Mary moaned and arched,
meeting his thrust. Helen pushed the vibrator deep inside her channel, could
almost feel John’s cock thrusting into Mary. Then her attention turned from
them to glance at Fallon and her breath caught in her chest.
His eyes locked with hers through the glass, drawing her
into the sexual encounter. Although the glass separated her from them, his dark
gaze kept her connected.
As John pulled out, Helen did the same. She matched him
rhythm for rhythm and felt her orgasm build. She reached up with her other hand
to knead her breasts, tugging at her nipple. Oh, God, it was too much. Intimacy
without truly being intimate. The passion seared her, driving fast and hard.
Fallon was the focus upon which they all turned—he connected them.
Helen heard Mary scream, saw John shudder, and felt her own
climax overpower her in deep spasms. She shuddered, bit down on her lip as she
attempted to hold back the keening cry of release as she came. It seemed as
though the world stopped right there and then—so much pleasure consumed her,
driving through every other thought that might be lingering in her mind.
Finally, Helen dropped back into the chair and pulled the
vibrator from inside her. Her pussy sucked at it as it pulled free. She set it
onto the table next to her, then dropped her head back and closed her eyes,
sighing deeply.
The next thing she knew, Fallon was bending forward in front
of her. His robe and silk pajama bottoms were on. Quickly she glanced through
the glass and saw John and Mary tangled together on the bed, stroking each
other.
“You enjoyed yourself,” Fallon remarked as he helped her up
from the chair.
“I-I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life. How
do you do that?”
He smiled as he helped her slip into a silk robe he apparently
had brought in with him. “My talent.”
She let him lead her from the room and with slow steps she
made her way back to her room. Fallon was definitely one of a kind.
When they entered her room, he walked toward the bathroom
and turned on the water in the bathtub.
“You don’t need to stay,” she murmured. “I can take care of
myself from here.”
He escorted her into the bathroom, then helped her out of
the robe and bra and into the bathtub. “That’s not the way it works, Helen.
Pleasure doesn’t end on the climax—that’s one part of it. The pampering—like
now—is also a part of the service.”
She sank back in the tub allowing Fallon to bathe her, his
hands warm and hard, soothing and arousing all at the same time.
Part of the service. “If you ever need a recommendation, let
me know,” she murmured. “I can definitely state you offer five-star pleasure,
Fallon. Nothing can compare.”
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way—servicing the man while the woman stroked his body.
What would it be like to be that comfortable naked in the
same room with two men? It was a delicious thought that she might have an
opportunity to try that one day. But for now it was arousing to watch them.
“I’m ready,” John groaned and his glistening cock popped
from Fallon’s mouth. “It never takes long with you, Fallon. You’re a master
cocksucker. Damn.”
Mary dropped back and Fallon rose to his feet. He took
Mary’s hand, led her to the bed, and then climbed on after her. He settled
himself behind her, his hands sliding across her breasts, down over her
abdomen, to pull her legs wide. Then he leaned down to kiss her sensuously as
they waited for John to join them.
As John walked over to the bed, Helen picked up the vibrator
and positioned it at the opening of her pussy. As she watched, he positioned
himself above Mary. Using two of his fingers, he tested her readiness.
“Oh, you’re wet, Mary, love. Really wet. Do you want me
inside you?”
Mary broke the kiss with Fallon and looked at John. “In me,
John. Fuck me now.”
Fallon moved his hands from Mary’s breasts and John’s hands
took their place. Helen saw his hips surge forward and Mary moaned and arched,
meeting his thrust. Helen pushed the vibrator deep inside her channel, could
almost feel John’s cock thrusting into Mary. Then her attention turned from
them to glance at Fallon and her breath caught in her chest.
His eyes locked with hers through the glass, drawing her
into the sexual encounter. Although the glass separated her from them, his dark
gaze kept her connected.
As John pulled out, Helen did the same. She matched him
rhythm for rhythm and felt her orgasm build. She reached up with her other hand
to knead her breasts, tugging at her nipple. Oh, God, it was too much. Intimacy
without truly being intimate. The passion seared her, driving fast and hard.
Fallon was the focus upon which they all turned—he connected them.
Helen heard Mary scream, saw John shudder, and felt her own
climax overpower her in deep spasms. She shuddered, bit down on her lip as she
attempted to hold back the keening cry of release as she came. It seemed as
though the world stopped right there and then—so much pleasure consumed her,
driving through every other thought that might be lingering in her mind.
Finally, Helen dropped back into the chair and pulled the
vibrator from inside her. Her pussy sucked at it as it pulled free. She set it
onto the table next to her, then dropped her head back and closed her eyes,
sighing deeply.
The next thing she knew, Fallon was bending forward in front
of her. His robe and silk pajama bottoms were on. Quickly she glanced through
the glass and saw John and Mary tangled together on the bed, stroking each
other.
“You enjoyed yourself,” Fallon remarked as he helped her up
from the chair.
“I-I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life. How
do you do that?”
He smiled as he helped her slip into a silk robe he apparently
had brought in with him. “My talent.”
She let him lead her from the room and with slow steps she
made her way back to her room. Fallon was definitely one of a kind.
When they entered her room, he walked toward the bathroom
and turned on the water in the bathtub.
“You don’t need to stay,” she murmured. “I can take care of
myself from here.”
He escorted her into the bathroom, then helped her out of
the robe and bra and into the bathtub. “That’s not the way it works, Helen.
Pleasure doesn’t end on the climax—that’s one part of it. The pampering—like
now—is also a part of the service.”
She sank back in the tub allowing Fallon to bathe her, his
hands warm and hard, soothing and arousing all at the same time.
Part of the service. “If you ever need a recommendation, let
me know,” she murmured. “I can definitely state you offer five-star pleasure,
Fallon. Nothing can compare.”
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