Doctor, Doctor

All – this story took a turn I didn’t quite expect as I was writing it. Please let me know in feedback or comments where you’d like to see it go. I appreciate all constructive comments and suggestions.

Hope you all enjoy Chapter 2!

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It felt like Wednesday took a while to arrive. We both worked, and Cece got to my house about 530. She gave me a big smile, and went upstairs to shower and change. We’d been together long enough at this point that we kept stuff at both houses – I’d cleared out a nightstand and closet space for her, and she’d done the same. So it was easy for her to shower, change, and for us to eat – I grilled steak while she showered.

And as we were eating, we talked about our coming meeting with… come to think of it, we didn’t even know her name. The idea was that we’d meet for a drink at the hotel bar and then, if everyone felt comfortable, move upstairs to a room where the woman would watch Cece and I fuck madly. We both hoped it would work.

“So… what ‘rules’ do you want to have in place?” I started.

Cece drank some water. “Y’know, I don’t know that I like having ‘rules.’ I’d like to just let it play out. Do you mean if she changes her mind and wants to join?”

I nodded. “Exactly. I don’t think we need any guidelines if she just watches.”

Cece nodded. “Yep, I think that’s right. Well, I’d say let’s just go with the flow. If it turns out to be a free-for-all threesome, let’s just run with it. If you get uncomfortable with anything let me know. And vice-versa.”

“That sounds reasonable enough. Just worth figuring out ahead of time.”

She nodded, and then chuckled. “You know who would be green with envy?”

I thought for a second. “Mags?”

She nodded. “She’d be pissed if anything happens and she wasn’t invited.”

“Co-worker. And mentor. That could get dicey very quickly.”

Cece nodded. “Oh, I know. She’s really happy for us. But she’s still a little jealous.”

“Well, hope she meets someone nice.” And I meant it – I’d gotten to know her a little bit from the various social events we’d been to for Cece’s work. She was a very attractive woman and a nice person to boot. And if I’d met her I’d certainly have asked her out. But the universe works in strange ways, and had apparently decided to put Cece and me together.

“Yeah, me too,” Cece said. “So – this is a little out of left field, but if there’s a function that I can’t go to because I’m working, would you go with her?”

I looked at her a little sideways. “Is this a trick question?”

She laughed and shook her head. “No, not at all. Not like I could get jealous, right, if I’m the one suggesting it.”

“Well, pardon the cliché, but if it’d make you happy, then sure.”

I hadn’t realized that Cece had tensed up a little bit asking, and now relaxed.

“You would? Thank you – it would make me happy – she’s had a rough year.”

I dimly saw the falling log. “You’ve got something in mind, don’t you?”

She grinned. “Well, maybe. I’m trying to foist off my shift that night, but nobody is biting yet. I haven’t mentioned it to her, either – if you’d said ‘hell no’ or similar that’d be it.”

“OK, this is really going to be cliché, but I love you too much to do anything dumb.”

She laughed again and kissed me. “I know. And I feel the same. If you change your mind just let me know.”

And so we finished our discussion and dinner, brushed our teeth, changed into our ‘going out’ clothes, and headed out. It was kind of funny – Cece’s going out outfits had gotten more and more revealing the longer we’d been together. So tonight she was wearing a snug and moderately low cut top that hinted at her cleavage and gave anyone who looked a good idea that her boobs would be quite spectacular – as indeed they are. And a pair of tight jeans with no panties, although she’d brought a pair with her.

“Well, if it goes well, I’d rather be leaking into a pair of panties than my jeans,” had been her explanation, which made perfect sense.

So we got to the bar a little early, and before long a woman walked in who looked a lot like the pictures she’d sent – even if we hadn’t traded face pictures. Cece nudged me – “That’s her” – and waved. The woman saw, smiled, and walked over as we stood to greet her.

“Hi! I’m Cece. This is Bob. Nice to meet you!”

The woman chuckled. “We never did names, did we? I’m Dawn. Nice to meet you!”

We sat down and chatted, ordering a set of drinks and an appetizer when the waitress came over. We sipped our drinks and nibbled, and Dawn finally broke the ice.

“You two make a beautiful couple. How’d you decide to put your ad up?”

“Thanks! We’ve been… exploring and being watched was something that turns both of us on,” Cece said. “So when I asked how do you meet someone, Bob said post an ad. And rather than wait, I did it right then. How about you?”

Dawn laughed a soft laugh. “Hmmmm… Well, walked in on my college roommate one time, and instead of running I stayed and watched. Don’t know why – just thought if fascinating. And wow did I get turned on. And that’s just stayed with me. Husband is kind of losing interest, and I’m 39 – in my prime.”

Cece again. “Have you tried taking a lover?”

Dawn laughed her soft laugh. “Oh, I’ve gone out with a couple people, but the men who are married usually freak out and the single ones usually meet someone single. Fun while it lasts!”

“Have you had a chance to watch anyone recently?” I asked, and felt Cece give me an encouraging squeeze on my leg.

Dawn shook her head. “I was supposed to meet another couple a few weeks ago but they broke off before we met. And before that, I met one couple but they decided it would be weird. And in between I’ve gone out with other guys, hoping my husband’s interest would come back.”

Cece jumped in softly. “Has he been to a doctor to check for anything that might… slow him down?”

Dawn shook her head slightly. “Oh, no – he doesn’t think anything is wrong at all, even when we’ve talked about it.”

“Yikes.” This from me. “Sorry to hear!”

We ordered another round, and Dawn leaned in. “So what made you guys want to be watched? And to write back to me? I was surprised – usually it’s like a black hole.”

I started. “We had a let’s say ‘interesting’ beginning, and we’ve kind of rolled with everything. And we’ve started to experiment – we’ve both done some – and being watched was something we both like. So – ad went up, and you were one of the very few real people to answer.”

We were surprisingly through most of our second drink, and Cece took the lead. “What do we think about moving this party upstairs?”

Dawn nodded, her eyes shining. “Let’s go for it… ”

I paid the check, and the three of us went upstairs to our room. Cece and I had figured getting a room ahead of time would be worth it – at worst, we’d spend the night there and fuck madly. One less thing to worry about if it worked.

So we got to our room – 1211 – and walked in. We had brought a six-pack of water bottles, and had arranged the room so a chair was next to the edge of the king bed. So we sat on the bed, with Dawn in the chair, and talked through how it’d go. Basically, Cece and I would strip each other and start playing with each other, winding up in bed and fucking. Dawn would be in the chair, and if she wanted to join in she’d reach for Cece and tap her on the shoulder.

So as we finished up setting the ground rules, one by one we went through the bathroom, me going last, and as I went in the bath I realized I was a little nervous. We’d never done anything with or in front of a third person before, and as exciting as it was it was also a little… unnerving. And I was promptly surprised, as I’d never had that feeling when watching or being watched before. Or during anything else sex-related, for that matter. Oh well!

I made my way out, and sat next to Cece on the bed, feeling her reach for me, turn my head to her, and kiss me, and the instant our lips touched my nerves dropped away. I wanted her. I kissed her softly at first, and as she responded we kissed harder and harder. Dawn, for her part, was sitting on the chair, and I caught her mouth open slightly as Cece and I kissed.

Cece felt for my shirt, and lifted it off, breaking our kiss and smiling brightly at me as our mouths came apart briefly. I mouthed, “I love you” to her, and her eyes gleamed as she did the same. And from there, we were off to the races. I lifted her blouse off, revealing her thin satin bra, and felt her hand at my belt, undoing it and then the button on my slacks, her hand obviously grazing my cock, and then the zipper. I pulled her up to stand, and she pushed my slacks down as I reached for the zipper for her skirt – a beautiful long denim print – and felt it float to the floor.

We stood there for a second, soaking in each other, and then I slowly reached around and unclasped her bra, lowering it to the floor and revealing her beautiful breasts and nipples to Dawn. She, in turn, pushed my briefs down, stopping to give my cock a squeeze, and then moved to kneel in front of me, playing with me as she did.

Cece was one of those naturally talented women at pleasuring a man (well, at least me!) with her mouth and hands. She’d made me cum via oral more than probably every other woman I’d been with combined. She started out oh so slowly, just breathing and blowing on me, as her fingers danced delicately over my cock. And then she opened her mouth and slowly moved so her mouth was just covering my tip, not touching at all, just feeling her breathe. And then her tongue came up, just barely touching the bottom of my shaft, then more firmly, and I felt her lips close on me and she started to take more and more of me into her mouth.

Dawn was now literally on the edge of the chair and breathing heavily, and I saw that she’d taken her thin sweater off, letting her nipples show through her bra and blouse. Her face was flushed as she watched the master at work, Cece sucking me in and out, from strong to delicate, alternating breath and pressure, from shallow to deep throating me without ever a hint of a gag, feeling her throat, and then coming off of me.

I pulled her up and off of me, pushing her tiny thong down and off, leaving both of us naked in front of Dawn, and then I was pushing down on the bed, her beautiful nude body inching up to the pillows, and I took one of her feet and sucked hard on her toes, knowing what a turn-on that is for her, starting to kiss my way up her leg, moving inside and outside, finally reaching her golden triangle and her sex, knowing she was already wet, blowing on her firm clit before tonguing it gently and then blowing on it again, feeling her excitement.

Her legs opened wide for me, and I started to slowly tongue her clit and her beautiful flower, her pink folds shining her excitement, and my tongue reached into her, my thumb slowly and lightly circling over her clit, slowly adding pressure to get to what I knew she loved, and then letting a finger slide inside her, coating my finger with her fluids, taking her whole clit into my mouth and gently sucking, then adding a second finger to her pussy, knowing she was about to orgasm. I looked over at Dawn and smiled – her face was flushed and her breathing was so heavy it was almost a pant. She had one hand on one of her breasts, and her other was right next to her groin – and I instinctively knew she was soaked herself.

Cece’s first orgasm claimed her as I sucked her clit into my mouth and played with my two fingers inside her, crying out “fuck yes!” and squirming as my mouth let go of her clit. Her whole body shook, her breasts vibrating as she came. I let my fingers slip out of her and started to kiss my way up her lithe body, stopping to suck and nibble on her beautiful boobs and nipples, up her neck, to her ear, which I knew she loved, and then, finally, to her lips, kissing her softly.

She took a few minutes to come down, and I think it took Dawn almost as long to catch her breath. We made eye contact and both of us smiled, right as Cece came back.

“Ohmygod… that was intense,” Cece said, basically to the room. She turned to me, that little shy smile on her face. “Wow. Thank you… ”

“Of course! I aim to please!”

“You hit that one on the nose,” she said, fingering my cock as she glanced over to Dawn, who smiled at her.

“Mmmmm… that feels good… ” I said, as she circled and squeezed my cock in her hand, feeling her move, moving on top of me, straddling me, her hand guiding me to her drenched sex, slowly settling on me, moaning softly as I entered her, and she just kept going down, taking all of me into her petite frame, coming to rest with me buried to the hilt in her slippery velvet sheath, and then just resting there, eyes closed, a blissful smile on her face.

Dawn, for her part, started to breathe heavily again as Cece mounted me and started to rock back and forth. She still had one hand on her breast, the other on her groin, trying to touch herself through her jeans and not having much luck. So as Cece rode me, eyes closed in bliss, I caught Dawn’s eye and pantomimed her undoing the button and zipper to her jeans, seeing a slightly surprised look on her face, and so I nodded for emphasis before turning back to play with Cece’s beautiful body, playing with her boobs and nipples the way I knew she liked.

We both heard a zipper, and turned to see that Dawn had taken my suggestion and undone her jeans, and pushed them partway down, giving her access to her sex. Cece gave her a quick encouraging smile, and went back to slowly riding me, starting to move up and down, side to side, and front to back, knowing I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back very long. I heard Dawn panting as she watched Cece ride me, and I heard Dawn gasp as her fingers found her own clit and started to play.

I think we all found the same rhythm – easy for Cece and me – and Cece drove me inexorably to orgasm, occasionally bending down to kiss me and to let her boobs rub my chest, and I heard her whisper “I want you to cum in me so hard… ”

That was going to be easy – I could hear Dawn playing with herself, and could feel Cece’s pussy clamping down on me as she rode me, and I just lost it. I thrust my hips up into her, crying out, and I exploded into her, even harder than usual, sending rope after white rope of hot, sticky semen deep into her highly fertile womb. My hands mashed down on her hips and thighs, trying to get just a little deeper, and then she was settling on me, impaled on my still rock-hard cock, trying not to let any of my cum escape, and we heard a deep groan from the chair as Dawn joined us in orgasm, her face flushed, a bead of sweat on her forehead.

Probably no surprise that Cece recovered first. I was completely knocked out – I’d cum as hard as I think I ever did, or could, for that matter. And Dawn, I think, was a little surprised that she’d cum in front of us, even if watching – both ways – was the point. As Cece slid off of me, a trickle of white semen followed my cock out of her, and she reflexively pulled her legs up to her chest to keep as much of me inside as she could. As for me, I needed a minute. More than that, actually.

We all finally came back to consciousness or coherence. Dawn was the first to speak. “Ohmygod guys. That was so fucking hot… ” She looked down at her groin. “You guys were so hot you made me cum.”

Cece gave her soft liquid laugh. “Oh, I think we all had a part – it was super hot knowing you were watching Bob tongue me to orgasm. Wow. And there is nothing better than feeling him cum… ”

“Yep, we might have helped a little, but I think you helped us even more,” I said, thinking of how hot it had been to feel Cece riding me and to hear Dawn fingering herself to orgasm.

Dawn chuckled a little. “That might have the most intense orgasm I’ve given myself.” She glanced at the clock, and her eyes widened. “Wow. I had no idea it was so late.” She was right – it was 11:30.

Cece piped up. “Would you like to stay? It’s a king bed – we can make you a space.” I wasn’t surprised, but kinda figured what Dawn’s answer would be.

“Thanks – maybe next time? Don’t want the hubby getting too curious,” she explained.

“You bet!” Cece said enthusiastically. “Email still good?”

Dawn nodded. “Wow, that was… even more than I hoped. And that’s saying something. Email me – I’d lovelovelove to do that again!”

So Dawn got up and zipped up her jeans, but not before we got a look at her clit, which looked large and engorged. I made a mental bet that she’d look fucking hot in yoga pants. We got off the bed and both hugged her, and I brushed the top of her head with my lips. With a final group hug, Dawn headed out.

And as soon as the door was closed, Cece turned to me, her eyes shining. “OK, we have GOT to do that again. I was so turned on being watched I didn’t want her to leave. I’m surprised I didn’t squirt.”

I smiled a big smile at her. “Yes we do! That was way more fun than I thought. Could you tell I was a little nervous at the beginning?”

Cece laughed a little. “Yeah, me too. But that pretty much vanished as soon as we kissed.”

“Yeah, for me too. Every time I kiss you I want you that much more.”

Cece smiled. “I know exactly what you mean. Come on – let’s get back to bed. So we made it back to bed, and spent pretty much the entire night fucking. There was a rawness, an animalistic quality, to our coupling that night, and we both woke up sore and chafed the next morning. That didn’t stop us from coupling one last time, oh so gently, and when we came it was like a smoldering fire, long, slow, and incredibly sweet. And when I withdrew, I could see both our pubic bones bruised, and her pussy gaping open, a white stream of semen trying to escape before she pulled her legs up, laughing a little as she did.

“You’d think I’d know better – this doesn’t make it more likely to get pregnant… but… I do it anyway. It’s like my body wants you to get me pregnant.”

I chuckled. “Yeah, mine too, if the amount of cum you make me produce is any indication. Not to mention the fact that I want you all the time… ”

“How would you feel if I got pregnant? Because we’re definitely playing the odds.”

I smiled at her. “I’d celebrate. You?”

She smiled back. “I would too. Speaking of, are you ready to meet my parents?”

I laughed. “I think the real question is if they’re ready to meet me. Not too far apart age-wise, and I suspect they may wish you’d met a younger guy.”

“Nah, they’re happy I’m happy. But would you? Maybe go over New Year’s?”

“You bet. Want to make it a twofer and meet mine? They’re all in Florida… ”

Cece’s eyes widened slightly. “I knew that, and somehow didn’t put that together. Yeah, definitely.”

So we put a trip together over New Year’s, when it was easy for her to take time – as the department chief, she put it in as vacation. For my part, I just made sure I didn’t agree to any DC meetings. And both sets of parents were thrilled.

We had a lot to do beforehand – Thanksgiving, which we did with Mags and some other close work friends (it was my son’s year to be with his mom), holiday parties, etc. Thanksgiving was a lot of fun – Mags and I were the oldest, most everyone else was in their 30s, and we had a little fun with generation jokes. I could understand why Cece would be so… caring about her.

Christmas was also fun – my son was with me (he was a fourth year at CU) and he’d obviously met Cece before. So I made a roast of filet mignon, my son made mashed potatoes, and Cece bustled around with carrots and sides, etc. It was a great day and night – my son had a room in the basement, and excused himself around 10.

We turned in not long after that, and I think we had silently communicated that it was a night for long, slow, sweet lovemaking. We were a lot quieter than normal, and I think we exchanged more “I love you” than we usually did.

We’d been together long enough that I was seriously thinking of asking her to marry me, which was nothing short of stunning to me. I’d even idly noodled around on websites for engagement rings, feeling like I had an idea of what she’d like, and always feeling like we should meet each other’s parents first.

Anyway, December was kind of a blur, although we were able to meet with Dawn again, this time at my house. It was basically a repeat of our first meeting, although this time she wore a skirt that gave her much easier access to her pussy and a top that let her reach in to play with her nipples. This time we could actually get a whiff of her scent, and Cece again offered to have her stay. Dawn had actually hesitated, and then asked if we could shoot for January. Of course.

We left on our parental trip a couple of days after Christmas, meeting and staying with her parents first. They were a delight – about 10 years younger than mine, and we had a great time talking, boating, going out to dinner, etc. And I didn’t get any of the “I wish she’d picked a younger man” vibe from either one.

It was more of the same at my parents – I think they were just thrilled to see me so happy, and they’d been in the loop pretty much from the beginning. I of course hadn’t included any of the detail, other than her buying a car from me, but I think they were bedazzled with Cece. We’d spent three days with each before flying home, and on the plane Cece chuckled at one point.

“Stray thought?” I asked.

She turned and locked her blue eyes on me. “Oh, my mom asked me how long you and I would be together.”

“I hope you told her forever,” I said, knowing that was her mom’s way of asking if we’d ever get married.

“I did.” She paused, those beautiful blue eyes still locked on mine. “We’ve never talked about it – maybe the only thing we haven’t talked about. Do you want to?”

“Want to talk about how long to be together? That’s easy for me – as long as you’ll have me. Or, more seriously, yes, forever. I can’t imagine being happier than I am with you. How about you?”

She smiled. “Oh, me too. I’ve just never felt so… loved and free and liberated and powerful as I do with you.”

“So would you ever get married again?”

She grinned. “I might if I was asked by the right guy… ”

“Good.” I paused. “Good. That’s good to know… ”

She enjoyed my discomfiture for a minute, and then said, “Would you ever get married again? Start over?”

I grinned back. “I might if I met the right girl… ” I reached over to kiss her, knowing we’d just agreed. And it felt… awesome and wonderful and warm and… empowering.

We were all smiles the whole flight back, and we even got some champagne, making the flight attendant ask if we were celebrating anything.

Cece to the rescue – “Oh, just us and life.”

So we made it home from meeting parents in one piece, and having crossed an even bigger bridge.

We had dinner with Mags one night after we got back to relay parental stories, and she chortled. And as we were sitting on her couch later, drinking water, a bright smile lit up Mags’ face.

“You two are perfect together.” We both grinned, and Mags continued, “So when’s the wedding?”

Cece and I looked at each other, then at Mags, and started laughing.

Mags was indulgent. “OK, I can tell he hasn’t asked yet officially, but come on – you just met the parents, and you’re grinning like idiots.”

We all laughed, and Cece just said, “Well, let’s just say we finally discussed the possibility. Just don’t tell anyone, OK?”

Mags laughed. “Oh, you know I won’t. I won’t have to.” Mags’ eyes narrowed briefly, then smiled again. “For a split second I wondered if you were pregnant. But no.”

I laughed at that one – “How could you tell?”

“Oh, you guys don’t have that ‘I’m pregnant’ glow that couples get. Anyway, congratulations on finally “discussing the possibility” that I think everybody saw all the way back at your welcome home party.”

That actually caught Cece’s attention. “Really? Everybody?”

Mags nodded, smiling. “Yeah, sweetie, it was pretty obvious from the start. When you mentioned him in emails from Africa, and when he actually showed up here with you, I kinda knew… ”

For my part, I was impressed. I’d known there was a deep attraction beyond the sexual, but didn’t know it’d be this deep back then.

Mags went on, “And every time you guys showed up at an event, it was obvious to anybody who bothered to look. You never even looked at another guy, and nobody ever saw Bob look at anyone but you. I know – I asked.” She grinned. “And I might have even tried to get him to look my way. But he only had, and has, eyes for you, m’dear.”

Cece was impressed – and a little surprised. “Wow. I didn’t know it was that obvious. Well, it got that way to us – and we just never thought of how we came across. I always figured people would think we were just hanging out.”

Mags laughed again. “Oh, Cece. You two are perfect together. Sheesh. Age, schmage. Get married. Have babies if you want to. Enjoy each other. Enjoy life. Welcome as many people as you can to your joy. That’s what Mags has to say.”

Mags had said it lightly, but you could tell she was as serious as she ever got.

Cece looked a little flushed after that. “Well… thank you. We have to talk to Beth about kids… ”

Mags smiled, not laughing because she could see it was a sensitive subject for Cece. “Sweetie, here’s all you do. Get the prescription prenatals and get Bob tested to see what vitamins he should take – CoQ10 if nothing else. Start’em a month before you tie the knot. You’ll be expecting in 3 or 4 months.”

Cece just smiled and laughed a little bit. “Thanks, mom.”

Mags nodded magisterially. “Of course.”

So we drifted off to lighter topics, and eventually made our way home – to my house, in this case, as it was closer. And I don’t think I’d ever felt closer to her than I did that night. It was a night of intense lovemaking and holding each other close and just looking into each other’s eyes. Deep down, we both knew Mags had been right.

Anyway, we now had that undercurrent helping to move us along, and Cece had set up another meeting with Dawn. So we met at my house again, and this time Dawn was wearing something a lot sexier than what she’d worn the first few times we’d met – a snug blouse that showed off her generous boobs and large nipples, and a shorter skirt with what looked like leggings but which Cece pointed out were thigh-highs.

Cece had predicted this would be the night that Dawn would join in, as long as that was OK with me. I knew from the glint in her eyes that the idea really turned her on, and it was easy to agree. And so we referred back to our rules discussion from before the first time we met, and again agreed to basically roll with whatever, and to let the other know if we got uncomfortable.

And so as Cece and I started kissing and slowly undressing each other, I wasn’t too surprised to see Dawn shrug off her blouse, showing off her big boobs and not-quite-big-enough bra, or to see her start to fondle her nipples as Cece went to work on my cock with her magic mouth and hands. When I was able to catch a glance at Dawn, she’d pulled her nipples out of her bra and was fingering and squeezing them hard, her breathing heavy.

Cece could tell too, through some sixth sense, and eased up her work on my cock, and, to my surprise, reached over to Dawn and traced her boob up to her nipple. Dawn froze for a second until Cece smiled at her, and then smiled back and let Cece’s fingers and hand play, making Dawn breathe in even more sharply as Cece pinched her nipple.

Cece got up from the floor and moved us to the bed, facing Dawn on the chair we’d brought up. And as she played with Dawn’s boob and nipple, her other hand found mine and moved it to Dawn’s free nipple, drawing a groan from Dawn as she realized we were both now playing with her tits.

And then Cece leaned to my ear and whispered, “Go lick and suck her nipple… she wants it… I want it… ”

Well. When your future wife tells you something like that, you of course do it. So I leaned in to Dawn’s beautiful, soft boob, and let my tongue flick her nipple, hearing her sharp intake of breath and feeling her start a little, before relaxing and feeling my tongue on her, dancing, flicking, and then taking as much of her boob in my mouth and sucking, feeling her stiffen as I did, and then her bra was loosening and falling off, letting me get more of her luscious boob in my mouth, and sucking harder.

Dawn had bigger boobs and nipples than Cece, but they were softer and not as firm – sort of like well-shaped pillows. And she really liked having them sucked – we could hear her moan as I sucked on one, and her hand came down on my head, taking my hair, holding me on her luscious boob. I looked over at Cece, who was watching with her eyes shining. She made a tiny motion – switch to the other one! So I did, taking Dawn’s other boob in my mouth and repeating, tonguing gently to start and then sucking harder and harder, feeling Dawn stiffen as she responded, and I felt a hand on my cock, being able to just barely see two hands – Dawn’s, which was actually on my cock, and Cece’s hand on top of Dawn’s and clearly driving.

I glanced over at Cece, catching her eye, seeing her smile as she closed her hand on Dawn’s, which closed Dawn’s hand on my fully erect cock, and then start to stroke me, up and down. After a minute, Cece took her hand away, leaving Dawn’s still on me, hesitating for a second after Cece’s hand moved, and then picking up where it left off.

Cece then leaned down to my ear again, and whispered, “I want to see you kiss her. Kiss her hard… Kiss her for me… ”

Like I said, when your lover tells you… so I bit down gently on Dawn’s nipple one more time, and then lifted my head to hers, reaching behind her head, pulling her to me, my lips meeting hers, her recoiling for an instant before returning, accepting, our lips parting, tongues meeting and exploring, hearing Cece’s breathing get heavier and heavier as I kissed Dawn, feeling Dawn’s hand squeezing my cock hard, as hard as I think she could, my other hand reaching for Cece, finding her boob and squeezing, feeling her pant as I did, and then run my fingers down to her sex, feeling the heat radiating from her, a little further and feeling her wetness, feeling her excitement and turn-on, slipping a finger inside as I kissed Dawn and as Dawn’s hand continued to squeeze my cock.

We stayed like that for a minute, and then Cece pulled me to her, kissing me hard, her hand straying to Dawn’s nipple and squeezing, feeling Dawn’s sharp intake of breath. And then Cece was taking my hand, putting it on Dawn’s leg, making me slowly caress it, up and down her leg, again feeling Dawn start as an unfamiliar hand touched her. Cece guided me up Dawn’s leg and then under her skirt, her hand urging my fingers forward, farther, until I touched a piece of fabric dripping with liquid – Dawn’s panties. It was hard to do, but Cece got my hand to touch and massage Dawn’s sex through those soaked panties, again feeling Dawn stiffen and relax as she understood what Cece was after.

After a moment, Cece let go of my hand, and I felt her tugging at Dawn’s skirt, finding the side zipper, undoing it, trying to pull it off, and then Dawn seemed to surrender – she lifted her bottom off the chair, and helped slide her skirt down and off, leaving a pair of Victoria’s Secret looking panties with a large dark spot in the middle. Dawn’s hand had come off of my cock to help move her skirt, and she moved it right back, taking me in her hand and squeezing.

I turned to Cece, my free hand taking the back of her head and pulling her to me, kissing her hard, feeling her respond, my hand drifting to her nipple, squeezing, harder and harder right up to the point I knew she liked, and backing off, and the I was nuzzling her ear and whispering, ” You want to watch me with her, don’t you?”

Cece was so charged up she only nod a little and then whisper back in my ear, “yes… I want to watch you with her… ”

So I broke off my kiss with Cece and turned back to Dawn, kissing her hard, and then reached for her back to pull her on to the bed with Cece and me. It took a second for her to process, and then she moved from the chair to the bed, Cece and I each using one hand to pull down Dawn’s panties and feeling her surrender as we did, Dawn now joining us in our nudity.

We wound up with Dawn in the middle, and while I was OK with Cece watching me with Dawn, I wanted Cece first, and climbed over Dawn to reach Cece, pinning her to the bed with an arm and putting my cock over her completely drenched slit and clit. I think she knew what I wanted, because her legs opened for me and I slid into her, feeling and hearing how wet she was, how turned on she was to have another woman in bed with us. And so it didn’t take long for Cece to orgasm as my cock plowed in and out of her, and as Dawn eventually took one of Cece’s boobs in her mouth and gently tongued and sucked her. That was quite a sight – Dawn sucking on Cece’s boob as I fucked her, harder and harder as Dawn sucked harder and harder.

Cece came with a shriek so loud I was glad we were home – it was the kind of shriek you’d have heard not just in the next room, but also two rooms down. It took her a few minutes to come back down, my cock still planted deep in her, but not having cum. On purpose. I knew she was going to tell me to cum in Dawn so she could watch. Dawn, for her part, watched intently, and leaned down to give Cece a quick kiss. Except – Cece apparently had other plans, and held Dawn to her and kissed her back hard. I could see her tongue reaching out, and Dawn eventually giving in, her lips opening and their tongues meeting and dancing. Cece reached up for me with her other hand, and pulled me down to them so I could see, and then Cece broke away from Dawn to kiss me hard, and then broke away, guiding me to Dawn, who kissed me hard, her tongue a little bigger and softer than Cece’s, and then back to Cece.

And as they kissed, I moved down, taking Cece’s boob in my mouth, sucking, changing to Dawn’s, sucking, biting down, feeling Dawn stiffen, moving back to Cece’s, again sucking and biting her gorgeous tit, my other other hand wandering back to Dawn’s sex, feeling her heat and need, her clit engorged, feeling her try to push her clit onto my hand, my fingers gently circling, adding more pressure, feeling her relax as I found the right amount, letting a finger slip inside her, moving my mouth back to one of Dawn’s boobs, gently biting down on her nipple, feeling her back arch, and then feeling Cece’s hair and lips at my ear.

“Now. I want to watch you with her now, Bob… Do it for me… Take her for me… ”

I was able to give a nod, and Cece helped to maneuver us into position, leaning down and whispering in Dawn’s ear, seeing Dawn’s eyes flare a little and then smile. It wasn’t hard to guess what Cece had told her.

By now, I was basically on top of Dawn, and loving the feel of her big, soft boobs on my chest, and feeling her heat and wet as my cock slid along her slit and clit. I kissed her hard, feeling her respond, and she lifted her legs as I moved forward.

And suddenly, I was inside her. She felt a little softer than Cece, and maybe a tiny bit warmer, but really – who could tell? – and not quite as tight. She felt great, and I just reveled in the feel of a new slippery velvet sheath wrapped around my cock. I moved backwards, pulling almost all the way out, and then slid back into her, drawing a moan as I bottomed out in her. I think I must have groaned as I bottomed out, and I could hear Cece moving, her lips coming to my ear.

“Are you OK? Because this is fucking hot… ”

I turned to her. “I think so – are you ok?”

She just whispered, “Yes… this is so hot… I want to watch you fuck her brains out and cum deep inside her… ”

“OK,” I was able to whisper back.

I moved my mouth back to Dawn’s, kissing her again as my cock reveled in warmth and softness, feeling her squeezing me, her legs wrapping around mine to hold me in, those soft boobs under me, her hands on my ass pulling me in deeper. I moved back, taking almost all of me out before sliding back into her, and then out and back in, again and again. We started to pick up speed, and I could hear Cece’s breathing get heavier and heavier as Dawn and I fucked.

Dawn wasn’t going to last long – she’d been supercharged all night, and by having watched us three times before. So I lifted one of her legs over mine, and after a little maneuvering I was basically between her legs, her almost on her side, gasping at how deep into her I could get in what looked like a scissor position. I had one hand on one of her huge boobs, and the other on her hip, helping to slam into her as deeply as possible. Cece looked at me and smiled, knowing the position well.

It only took a few thrusts before Dawn tipped over and cried out as waves of exquisite pleasure took over her body, shaking her from her core, and triggering me. I could feel cum boiling up, racing down my shaft, leaping out my mushroomed tip, erupting into her, streak after hot white sticky streak, painting her dripping cunt white, her slick velvet walls contracting on me as she felt each shot of warmth, trying to draw as much out of me as she could and to keep it all in her. I shouted out as well, and kept my cock buried in her as deeply as I could.

The first thing I remember was hearing Cece panting next to me – she’d been watching from just inches away. The second thing I remember was that I was still balls-deep in Dawn, and had just filled her with my semen – millions of sperm looking for one thing. And then Cece was grabbing my hair and kissing me hard, her hands on my back, scratching, clawing, as she kissed me before she broke off to whisper “I fucking love you!” in my ear.

It was right about then that Dawn made it back, shaking her head to clear it, taking a second to remember where she was and why my cock was still balls-deep in her, and then smiling broadly.

“Ohmygod… ohmygod… ” was all she could manage for a minute. And then, “Ohmygod… if I’d have known I have jumped the two of you that first night… ”

Cece spoke softly, “All good things… ”

Dawn looked around, seeing and feeling me still inside her. “And god, man, you have the best cock ever… ” Her eyes went dreamy for a second. “And wow did I love feeling you cum… You, Cece, are a lucky girl.”

Cece grinned. “Yep, that one I know!”

I was starting to soften a little and to slide out. “Actually, I’d say I’m the lucky one,” as my cock slid out of Dawn, a trickle of white fluid following, and her vagina gaping open.

We lay down on either side of Dawn, alternating between gently kissing and sucking or tonguing her boobs. It was a huge turn-on for me seeing Cece (I almost wrote ‘my wife’) suck on another woman’s tits.

I reached over and picked up a water bottle, waving it in front of Cece and Dawn. “Anybody?” They both reached for it, and Cece let Dawn have it as I reached for another bottle for her, and then me. We all needed it.

And I needed Cece – I wanted to take her and make love to her in front of Dawn and feel Cece drawing every last drop of my cum out.

So I moved to her and whispered that in her ear, and felt her warming up again, sucking on her breast, moving myself on top of her, Dawn recognizing what was happening and moving slightly, my cock still coated with her juices as I entered Cece, sliding in and out, knowing I wouldn’t last long, whispering in her ear how gorgeous she was and how I wanted to fuck her all night long with our new friend Dawn watching and playing with my cum in her pussy. And then Cece whispering back about how much she wanted me and wanted to feel me cumming in her and how hot it had been to watch her future husband fucking Dawn and to see my cum leaking out of her, Cece’s slippery tight tunnel squeezing down on me, tipping me over, making me cum deep in her, hands on my ass to keep me in deep as she could.

I rolled off of Cece, leaving her in the middle, and Dawn had been watching, her mouth open the whole time. “Holy shit – how did he recover so fast?”

Cece chuckled. “That might just be his superpower. Love it!”

“Well, it’s not difficult when you’re with two beautiful women,” I added. Cece grinned and Dawn gave a little smile.

The rest of the night was a mix of all three of us – me and Cece, me and Dawn, and a little of Cece and Dawn. Cece had a late shift, so we didn’t have to jump up at first light, even if Dawn needed to leave on the early side. We all kissed as she left, and I knew Cece would be in touch to get together again.

It must have been a slow day in the emergency department, because Cece was able to text more than normal. I finally asked if it was a slow day, and she replied that she’d only seen two stomachaches and one broken wrist, which for her hospital was a walk in the park, even if one of the stomachaches turned out to be colon cancer. She actually commented on that patient, saying his pain tolerance bordered on unbelievable to have lived with it for so long.

But most of her texting was all about last night and how turned-on she’d been and how hot it was. And that she wanted to do it again. I think that might have been the one area where our age difference showed up – while I felt very free when it came to sex, in the abstract it didn’t quite feel right to have sex with another woman even if she (Cece) was the one asking me to do it. And I recognized that that was my own ‘stuff,’ and that part of it was a dim fear that we’d drift apart and that I’d ‘lose’ her. The good news was that I knew deep down that wouldn’t happen, and that she was genuinely turned on and wanted it.

So when she got home and kissed me hard I wasn’t surprised when she asked if it would be OK to have a new person watch us.

“Sure – want to try a man?” I was curious.

She laughed. “Oh, no – you’re the only man I want. Remember we got more responses? I talked to a couple of them, and one seems interesting. Here, lemme show you.”

She opened her laptop and pulled up the email string. It was actually similar to the conversations with Dawn, albeit with a slightly different vocabulary. The woman was a PhD student and bemoaning the lack of opportunities in the Boulder area, which struck me as odd, until she said in a later email that she was looking for a couple where she could watch or join in with permission, and to potentially try some kink. There were a couple of pictures, which Cece had reciprocated, and they showed a attractive woman, thin, with kind of a bookish mien, accentuated by her slightly oversized frames.

Cece looked at me. “What do you think? She might make me look fat,” she said, laughing, and knowing better, “but I kinda think she’s hot.”

I laughed back. “You, my dear, are perfect. If anything, you might make her look anorexic (no, she didn’t look that way at all, just thin).”

Cece laughed. “Part of why I love you – nobody ever said I was perfect before.”

“Well, to me… you are.”

She smiled softly. “And here’s the best picture,” she said, showing me the last picture in the string. It showed the woman with her hands above her head, restrained in what looked like black leather restraints, a blindfold over her eyes, mouth slightly open, and a pair of nipple clamps on her nipples.

“Mmmmm… turning you on, I see!” I said. “Have you compared notes on how tight you like clamps?”

Cece laughed. “Not yet. But I’m curious… ” She went on, “Would you be up for meeting her?”

“Oh, sure. When were you thinking? You’ve got a hell of a week, don’t you?”

“Yep. Just hope we don’t get a flood of patients so I can get everything done. But I think we’re all open Sunday, if that works for you.”

I thought for a minute. I had a trip to DC Wednesday-Thursday, but hadn’t scheduled any work for Sunday. “Yep, that works. I head to DC Tuesday night, so Sunday is good.” She already knew about the trip.

“Saving the world in DC?” she kidded.

“More like trying to preserve my sanity amongst the stupidity there. It’s pretty obvious what we should be doing… oh, never mind – you’ve heard it. Sorry.”

She chuckled. “Oh, no worry. OK, let me see if she’s still open Sunday.” Her fingers flew over the keyboard. “OK, done.”

The next day Cece was smiling broadly, that megawatt smile, as she handed me her phone. It was opened to an email, which said, “Sunday is good. 7? Your place or mine?”

I laughed a little. “Hotel again for first?”

Cece nodded. “Yep, I think that’s a good idea as a rule of thumb. Can you check and I’ll email her back?”

“Sure.” So I opened up my laptop, looked at local hotels again, and found a great rate at the Omni. “The Omni OK? Heck of a deal for Sunday night.”

Cece nodded and smiled brightly. “Great! OK, let me send it off.”

I went ahead and booked the room, feeling a little thrill as I did, and before we closed our laptops, a reply came back.

“Great – hotel bar at 7? See you there.”

Cece was thrilled, and I was excited also. I was curious as to how they might compare notes on how tight they liked their nipple clamps – Cece liked what she called medium pressure, enough to compress and bite into her nipples somewhat, but not anything harder. Judging by the picture, our new ‘friend’ was more into kink than Dawn, and I think that attracted Cece, who was exploring more and more, and liking almost everything we tried.

The rest of the week went by quicker than I would have expected – both of us busy with work, and we met Mags for dinner one night. I had an irresistible feeling that Cece was just dying to fill Mags in on our adventures, and so when Mags asked what we were doing over the weekend, Cece hesitated, leaving me an opening.

“Kinda depends on the weather – we talked about trying to hike on one of the trails by her house, otherwise we’ll probably just be hanging out. And supposed to meet a friend of a friend for drinks Sunday.”

Mags raised an eyebrow – saying without words, “Oh, do please go on… ”

“PhD student, friend of a friend of mine from NJ.” Which was actually true – we’d found her on social media, and she was friends with one of my social media friends. “Studying physics.”

Mags laughed. “Physics? Broad field! Slightly outside my wheelhouse. Feel free to invite her to our next hang-do. You guys are coming, right? Next Saturday.”

Cece took that one. “Yep, we’ll be here.” For a second I thought she was going to continue.

“Oh, good. I know there’ll be too much shop talk, but it’s nice to get people together out of the hospital.” Mags was well known as something of a social director, and her invitations included doctors, nurses, PAs, NPs, and other folks that a department head doc wouldn’t normally invite – different techs, front desk people, etc. It was part of the reason she was so popular – and no, that wasn’t why she did it. Mags was just one of those salt-of-the-earth types who genuinely appreciated what everyone else did, and it came across. She was famous in the hospital for keeping the chief of staff on hold to finish a conversation with a medical assistant, which had not amused the chief of staff (the title of the hospital’s CEO). Until Mags had pointed out that the medical assistant deserved just as much respect and dignity as the chief.

So Sunday rolled around, and it was a gray, rainy, cold day, the rain threatening to, and forecast to, turn to snow. Cece and I checked in, setting up the room with water and gatorade bottles, stashing our overnight bags in the closet.

We ate at the overpriced hotel restaurant, and then moved to the bar at 7, seeing a tall thin woman with bookish glasses walk in and scan the room. Cece waved, and she smiled at us as she made her way over.

“Hi! I’m Jess! You must be Cece… and Bob,” she said with a laugh and a twinkle in her eye. “Your pictures don’t do the two of you justice! Whew! Just hope I look like mine!” She was obviously a little nervous.

“Good to meet you – glad we could figure it out,” Cece said, taking the lead as she had with Dawn. “What would you like to drink?”

Jess ordered a no salt rocks margarita, and when it came I lifted my glass. “Well, here’s to meeting! And physics! And medicine, and law, and… ”

Cece jumped in. “And us!” We all toasted to that.

I added up my impressions as we talked. Jess was tall – like 5’10” – and thin. I guessed she was in her late 20s. She had very bright eyes, and it looked like she wouldn’t miss much. Her figure was proportional – her chest was not as generous as Cece’s, her breasts looking to me like they’d be small but well-formed and firm, and if her stomach wasn’t flat I’d have been shocked. We hadn’t really gotten a view of her ass, but I’d bet it was taut and lean, like the rest of her. She had medium brown hair that fell to her shoulders, and, like Dawn, a very pretty face. Cece somehow knew what I was thinking, and gave me a squeeze on my leg.

We finished our first round and ordered another, along with an appetizer – even though we had eaten, and so had Jess, it sounded good. We shared some life stories, and I was struck by how comfortable we were. So it wasn’t surprising that Cece asked if we’d all like to move upstairs, and less surprising that we all agreed. We cleared the tab, and made our way upstairs, Jess having brought a little backpack as a purse.

The rain had turned to snow, and while it wasn’t snowing all that hard it was that wet snow that would make for slush and then ice as the temperature dropped. Cece had closed the thin white see-through curtains but not the blackout ones, which was exactly what I would have done, and we’d moved the chair next to the bed, just like we had with Dawn.

We settled on the couch and chair, and after a bit of banter agreed that Jess would watch and tap one of us on the shoulder if she wanted to join in. From our interactions so far, I suspected Jess wouldn’t repeat what Dawn had done. Dawn hadn’t joined in until our third or fourth meeting, which I think was more a function of her being married than any discomfort with Cece and me. And we’d gotten together a couple other times, during which Dawn had been a participant from the start.

I could tell Cece was turned on by this tall, thin, young woman, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if she pulled Jess in even before Jess asked.

In any event, Cece and I started kissing, and, as usual, the world kind of fell away for me as we did. Jess was sitting on the chair by the bed, and I could hear her start to breathe more heavily as Cece and I kissed and started our little dance of disrobing the other. Jess let out a little gasp as I undid Cece’s bra and her beautiful boobs were revealed, Jess immediately then licking her lips.

She’d repeat that when Cece pushed my briefs down, my fully erect cock springing up and out, and I saw Jess put her hand over her mouth briefly before moving it to one of her breasts and started to caress herself, her nipple taking very little time to pop and show itself through her thin bra and blouse, then seeing her undo the top button and then the next on her blouse.

Cece loved to show off her skill at sucking my cock, and tonight was no exception. She breathed on me to start, just barely touching me with her fingertips, knowing exactly where to graze me, and then opening her mouth and moving it over my swollen tip, not making contact, just letting me feel her warmth and breath as her fingertips continued to just barely graze me, reaching my balls, almost tickling, which made me even harder (well, maybe not, but it sure felt like it!) before closing her lips on me and slowly moving back and forth, eventually taking all of me in her mouth, feeling my cock dip down to her throat, always surprised and impressed that she never gagged, her tongue now joining the party, slowly licking me inside her mouth, knowing how crazy she was driving me, looking up at me and our eyes locking, both on fire.

Jess had by now undone all the buttons of her blouse as she watched Cece deep throat me, and had pushed her bra away to expose her nipple, which she was now alternately squeezing and caressing, her breathing getting heavier and heavier as she did and as she watched Cece’s mouth on my cock.

Cece looked over at Jess, and took her mouth off my cock, me feeling the cool air of the room, and licked her lips. “Mmmmm… doesn’t he have a nice cock?”

Jess just nodded.

“I think you should try it… ” Cece purred, reaching a hand for Jess, pulling her to kneel next to her, my cock now in front of both of them. I could feel two sets of breath on my cock, and then just one as Cece leaned to Jess and whispered in her ear. “I know you want to… and I want you to. Suck that amazing cock… ”

Jess looked up at me, and I nodded at her – go for it. What, like I’d say no?

So I turned slightly to face her, getting a huge smile from Cece, who proceeded to peel Jess’s blouse from her, then unhooking her bra and sliding it down, leaving Jess naked from the waist up, and showing that I’d been right about her boobs (yeah, I know, we’d seen pictures, but… ). They were on the compact and lean side, but perfectly formed and very firm looking. And then I felt Jess’s mouth take me in, tentatively at first, her tongue starting to dance along the underside of my shaft, her lips closing on me and feeling amazing doing so.

Jess moved her fingers to trace along my balls, not stopping there, going further back to my perineum, even farther, finding my ass, letting her finger circle it before moving further up, up my back, and then back down, again circling my ass before bringing it back to my balls. She’d also gotten more confident with her mouth, and slowly taking me more and more of me in, and I felt my swollen tip against hit the back of her mouth and tilt down to her throat, feeling her gag slightly, pulling off of me a little, before taking me back in, again slightly gagging and pulling off before taking me back in.

She gagged again slightly, and pulled back again before taking me back in, grabbing my hips and pulling me to her, feeling that slight gag again, but this time holding me in as she gagged slightly, moved slightly, and then… she had all of me in her throat, her tongue now playing with the base of my shaft as her throat tickled the tip of my cock.

Cece, for her part, was watching intently and smiled and nodded as Jess fought her gag reflex and kept me in her throat. Cece’s eyes were as bright as I’d ever seen them, as she watched this tall, skinny, young grad student work on deep throating her lover and soon to be husband. I could feel her excitement at watching, and saw her move behind Jess and then reach around to take her nipples in her fingers and start to squeeze them.

That was apparently a little too much – Jess gagged on me and pulled off of me, the cool air of the room again surrounding my cock.

I locked eyes with Jess as she looked up, and just said, “That was amazing… ”

And Jess, enjoying Cece’s work on her nipples, saying back “Mmmmm… you have the best cock… ” drawing a big smile from Cece.

For my part, it was really hot watching Cece play with Jess’s nipples and breasts, and I found myself moving to my knees and taking one of Jess’s nipples in my mouth, sucking and then biting down gently on it, and feeling her moan and seeing Cece nod excitedly – go for it!

I could also see Cece’s excitement – she and I were naked, while Jess still had her skirt and panties on – and I was hit by a wave of lust for Cece. So I did what any red-blooded man would – I moved my mouth to Jess’s other nipple, biting down gently, and then moved up on the bed, pushing Cece down, her sliding up the bed, opening her legs, knowing what I wanted, reaching for me, and then my cock was on her opening and I was slamming into her, making her grunt slightly, pulling back out and then slamming in again, my lust for her drowning out everything, and I’m afraid I kinda just pounded into her, no subtlety, no care for Jess, who was now back on the chair, playing with her nipples as she watched me fuck Cece as hard as I think I ever had. I moved our legs so that we were scissored, and saw Cece’s raised eyebrow – I usually didn’t want to cum so fast, and she knew this position made us both cum quickly.

Jess now had a hand down her skirt, and you could see her fingers moving under her skirt as she played with herself. I slowed my assault on Cece’s beautiful cunt, and reached over to Jess, taking her other hand and standing her up, turning her around, finding the zipper to her long skirt, releasing it, her skirt falling to the floor, Cece giving me an approving look.

Once her skirt fell, I tugged at the thong she was wearing after admiring her ass for a moment – it was, in fact, lean and muscled. She didn’t help, and for a split second I wondered if it was too far, too fast. But no – I pulled it down, felt it fall to the floor, and felt her step out of it. I started to turn her around so she’d be facing us, and saw that, like Cece, she either waxed or shaved, and saw the dew of moisture on her clit and the folds of her flower.

As Jess had turned, I’d thrust back into Cece, and might have caught her off-guard – she started to orgasm as I bottomed out, and felt her glorious pussy squeezing me, trying to get me to cum with her, to milk me for all the seed she could grab. We’d gotten a little out of sync, though, and I leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Cum for me, Cece. That’s right, cum all over my cock… you know I’m going to fill you up over and over… but this time is just for you… ”

Cece cried out as she came, and thrashed around on my cock, damn near triggering me but not quite, one of her hands holding one of mine on her boob, squeezing me with her hand and with her pussy, shaking as her orgasm washed over her.

I saw Jess with one hand playing with herself, a finger circling her clit and two sliding in and out of her, and smiled at her, getting a kind of dreamy smile back. I reached over for her hand and brought it up to my mouth, inhaling her scent, and then taking her fingers in my mouth, tasting her, and being a little thunderstruck – her taste was incredible. The perfect admixture of musk, sweet, neutral, and… a certain ‘je ne sais quoi.’

I waited for Cece to stop vibrating from her orgasm, and slowly withdrew, her pussy again gaping open, and moved up to kiss her passionately before moving to whisper in her ear. “Do you want to see me eat Jess’s pussy? Would that turn you on? Because she tastes amazing… ”

I could feel Cece smile from ear to ear, and she whispered back, “Yes… ”

So Cece moved over, and we pulled a willing Jess to the middle, Cece and I both tonguing her tits, Cece then kissing her way along her collarbone to her neck while I kissed my way down her body to her hip (not like Jess didn’t know where I was going, but always fun to tease some!), down her leg, back up, and letting my tongue graze her sex as I made it back up, slowly circling it with my tongue, head firmly between her lean legs.

She let out a moan as I started to tongue her, and got louder as I let a finger slip inside her, feeling her heat and wet and need, and then adding a second finger, feeling her start to writhe as I kept up the pressure on her clit and now her magic spot, that wonderful little spot inside her, gently massaging it as I continued to tongue her clit, sucking it into my mouth and feeling her clench as I did, and then feeling her hands in my hair, pulling hard, off her wonderful tasting sex, her mouth seeking mine, mashing her lips to mine, Cece breathing even harder than she had when she’d orgasmed just a little while ago, and practically hissing “yesssss… ” at us as Jess kissed me urgently, one of her hands reaching for my achingly hard cock, breaking off from kissing me, and then telling me “I want you to fuck me right now… fuck me in front of your wife… so she can watch… ”

Well. I could see Cece nodding out of the corner of my eye, and then heard her: “You heard her, Bob – fuck her brains out… fuck her in front of your wife… ” Side note – no, we hadn’t gotten married, and I hadn’t even officially proposed – which I would do shortly – so we were just going with what Jess said.

“I hope you’re ready, Jess, because that’s exactly what I’m going to do – I’m gonna fuck your brains out. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You want my cock to fuck you while my wife watches and gets off?”

I didn’t wait for an answer, because Jess had my cock right at her entrance, and I slammed it into her as I was saying, “while my wife watches and gets off?” Her eyes popped open and she groaned loudly as I took her, feeling her tight young pussy struggle to take all of my cock. It was a good thing I’d slammed into her – she was as tight as she was wet. I held myself in her deeply, and then withdrew slightly before driving back into her, again drawing a guttural groan. We built to a rhythm, me marveling at how tight she was and loving her groaning as I bottomed out in her over and over.

Cece was watching with her eyes shining and her mouth hanging open, and mouthed “I love you” to me. I smiled and mouthed it back to her, before leaning back to Jess and kissing her hard, even brutally, drawing another moan from her. Well – that made sense, given the pictures she’d swapped with Cece. I heard Cece doing something, and then saw that she’d taken something out of the drawer and smiled – it was a pair of new nipple clamps. I kissed Jess again, brutally, drawing another moan, and then moved to kneel, lifting her legs to my shoulders, and saw Cece play with Jess’s nipple with one of the clamps.

She moved to Jess’s ear, whispering “Do you love feeling my husband’s big cock in you? You two are so fucking sexy I’m going to have to see you two again and again… ” She’d been teasing Jess’s nipple with the clamp, and Jess was going crazy with all the stimulation, her arms starting to flail until I caught them in one of my hands and squeezed her wrists together, again getting a guttural moan.

For my part, it felt astonishingly good being inside this skinny PhD student’s body, and I think Cece could tell I didn’t have much longer to last. Because after playing with the nipple clamp, opening it and running it along Jess’s tits, she clamped it on Jess’s nipple, making Jess try to jump off the bed as she did.

“Oh, sweetie… I knew you’d like that… like feeling your nipple get crushed while my husband’s cock makes you his… and you know what? He’s about to cum – and you’re going to LOVE how it feels when he cums in you… ”

I think Jess was just about to explode, overloaded with sensation between my fucking her tight pussy, Cece’s dirty talking, her nipple getting pinched in the nipple clamp, and my restraining her wrists with one of my hands. And so she did, her overloaded body orgasming violently, throwing her head around, her pussy convulsing on me and covering me in her cum, screaming out her pleasure, her wrists breaking free of my hand, reaching for my hips and ass, clawing at me, crying out, her fingernails scratching me hard, holding me in as I came, flooding her tight young fertile womb with hundreds of millions of sperm, hot white semen streaking into her, pulse after pulse painting her womb white, feeling her react to the shots of warmth erupting inside her, squeezing me hard, her body shaking violently.

It took her a long time to come back to us, and she slapped Cece’s hand away as she tried to remove the nipple clamp, then pulling her to her and kissing her hard, Cece of course responding, and then Jess was breaking free, her chest heaving as she fought for air and to reclaim her body from her orgasm.

I watched Cece lean down to Jess’s ear and whisper, “Take your time, Jess… enjoy it… let it run over you… ” and Jess nodded slightly.

I just stayed right where I was, my cock still buried deep in this young woman’s body, my seed planted deep. Eventually, though, I needed to move, and slowly withdrew, Jess’s pussy remaining gaping open, a trickle of white semen leaking out of her, and then I moved to one side as Cece lay down next to her, nuzzling her ear and neck. We all stayed like that for a little while, and I saw through the window that the snow had turned on for real.

Cece and I made eye contact over Jess’s exhausted body, and we both mouthed “I love you” to each other at the same time, making us both smile.

We lay like that for a little while, until I needed to use the bathroom, taking and draining one of the gatorades we’d brought. And when I returned, Cece and Jess were gently kissing, both of them whispering thanks to the other. It was such an intimate looking moment that I stopped until they saw me and Cece waved me over.

“We were just saying thank yous… and you’re definitely a major part of that,” Cece said. “Jess said she’s never been fucked like that before… ”

Jess looked up, almost shyly, and smiled a little. “Wow… that’s for sure… I thought I was going to explode with what the two of you were doing… ” She hesitated, and then went on, “And I’ve never been so turned on by feeling a man cum. It was like… little pulses of heat just appearing in my gut… ”

I smiled. “Well, with a little luck, we might just be able to repeat that… ” Cece nodded enthusiastically.

“And seeing the two of you together – that is exactly what I want.” She gave a short, bitter laugh. “Just hope someone else will find a too tall, too skinny, too weird girl attractive… ”

“You forgot the ‘too smart, too sexy, too cool’ part of that, Jess,” I said softly, drawing an approving nod and smile from Cece.

Cece added in softly, “Just don’t ever settle. And until you do meet someone, I know we’re both in favor of continuing… ”

Jess smiled a bright smile. “Thanks, guys. I forgot to add ‘too kinky’ to my list. A lot of guys say they are, but then freeze when you actually do anything.”

Cece laughed. “That’s something you can teach us more about. Bob’s played more than I have, but the more we’ve played, the more we want to.”

Jess nodded thoughtfully. “That’s definitely something I can do… What do you guys like so far?”

Cece took that one. “Well, you can tell we love being watched, and that I love watching. We’ve played with some basic BDSM – tying down, flogging, and so on, but really just starting. And you can tell I actually enjoy pain to a certain point – nipple clamps are awesome, and I love it when Bob scratches my back.”

Jess laughed. “Yep, all of that. You guys are on the right path – just keep trying stuff and keep doing the stuff you like. Have you ever heard of Sanctuary?”

I had. “Been there. Actually did a couple of scenes with a woman there years ago. Like, 12 or 13 years ago maybe?”

Cece laughed. “I didn’t know that. Can you take us sometime?”

Jess nodded brightly. “Oh, yeah… if you’re up for it, it’d be awesome to do a scene.”

One of the things I loved about Cece was that she didn’t hesitate to ask questions. “OK, what’s a scene?”

Jess looked at me briefly, asking with her eyes if she or I should answer, and correctly figured she’d be better. “Oh, you just act out something you’d do at home, or wherever, up on the stage. Anything from being tied to a chair and flogged to a full-on dominant/submissive session.”

Cece’s eyes were shining, and she gave me a significant look – like, “we have GOT to try this…” I smiled back, raising both my eyebrows – “yes, of course we do!”

Jess continued, warming to the subject. “And kink doesn’t just mean BDSM, although a lot of people think it does. Fuck, what we’re doing is kink… but you already know that. I’m game for it all.”

Cece’s face had flushed as Jess had talked about it. “Would you do a scene with Bob while I watched if we went?”

Jess just laughed. “Duh! Sorry, but fuck yes. That’s between you – but I don’t want to break a marriage up.”

I chuckled a little. “Don’t want to burst your bubble, but we’re not married yet… ”

Cece joined in, “We know we will, just haven’t set a date. And someone still needs to ask, however un-feminist that is… ”

Jess chuckled too. “Oh, I get it, but you guys already are in all the ways that matter. I don’t know if anything could break you two apart.”

That was pretty perceptive from a 28-year-old PhD student, and I think Cece and I both sort of knew that without having ever said it.

We sort of let that hang, and then I reached over Jess to kiss Cece, who kissed me back hard. I started to pull Cece to me, and Jess took the chance to take one of Cece’s boobs in her mouth and to suck it, rolling it in her mouth, making Cece start and then kiss me harder before starting to moan as Jess sucked and nibbled on her boob. I watched transfixed as Cece held herself over Jess to let Jess keep her boob in her mouth, slowly and lasciviously tonguing and sucking it, Cece’s eyes wide open with pleasure, her mouth opening as Jess bit down a little harder on her nipple.

I saw Jess move her hand, reaching down, tracing Cece’s ass, seeing Cece pull her legs up and open them, Jess’s fingers moving between her legs, softly touching, slowly circling, her touch looking softer than mine even at my softest, Cece’s mouth opening as she felt Jess touching her, playing with her, a finger slipping inside her, than another, Cece’s breathing turning from normal to heavy to panting as Jess’s fingers explored inside her, a finger siding out coated with Cece’s juices and moving back, circling her perineum, than finding her rosebud and slowly circling, teasing, then back to Cece’s drenched pussy, slowly teasing her hole, back for more juice, and then slowly working a fingertip in, Cece’s mouth now moving in ecstasy, Jess somehow keeping a finger in Cece’s pussy while she teased her ass, all while sucking on Cece’s gorgeous tit.

Jess caught my eye and looked over to where she’d dropped her backpack. I got the memo, and padded over to it, Jess taking her mouth off Cece’s boob long enough to mouth to me “open it.” So I did, and found a variety of fun toys, and what I bet she was after – a bottle of aqua lube. I held it up, and she nodded, her eyes saying ‘bring it here.’

I sort of figured what she wanted, and she gestured with her eyes towards Cece’s ass. So I moved around, and Jess withdrew her finger from Cece’s ass long enough for me to squirt some lube on her finger and on Cece’s rosebud. One thing we’d never done was anal – Cece had said she hadn’t liked it in the past, and that I was probably too big for her. And that was fine – it was one of those things that I could take or leave.

Jess wasn’t done, though, after massaging Cece’s hole with her thoroughly lubed fingers, motioning for me to go back to her bag. I figured what she was after, and found a couple of dildos and a couple glass or plastic cocks, holding each one up and seeing her nod at the smaller one. So I lubed it up and moved it by Cece’s ass, feeling Jess’s hand, her taking it from me, playing with Cece’s rosebud with it, and then slowly, oh so slowly, sliding just the tip in. I saw Cece freeze for a second, and wondered if she was going to stop Jess before realizing Cece wasn’t going to stop Jess from doing anything.

I could hear her sharp intake of breath as the tip of the dildo slipped into her ass, and watched as Jess held it gently, letting Cece get used to the feeling, before slowly inserting it a little farther, again seeing Cece gasp and then relax, Jess feeding it in to her ass oh so slowly, always letting Cece get used to it before advancing it. Eventually, Jess worked it all the way in and let it just rest, Cece trembling as she felt her ass filled. Jess started to work it out a little bit, and then back in, and then out a little further and then back in, out and in, out and in. And Cece was trembling as Jess maneuvered it, whispering in her ear, kissing her ear and neck, then Jess eventually having the dildo almost all the way out before sliding it back into Cece. She also started to pick up the pace, almost imperceptibly, and I could see Cece’s breathing accelerate as she did.

Jess wound up moving the dildo in and out of Cece’s ass pretty quickly, and Cece ratcheted up just as fast, her body finally letting go as Jess slid it deep into her ass and held it there, whispering in her ear to let go and cum, and so Cece did. She came with a shriek, her whole body racked, and she wound up making “unnnnhhhhhhh” noises over and over as Jess slowly withdrew the dildo, handing it to me. I stayed there, a hand on Cece’s back as she came back down, me quickly going to the bathroom to put the dildo on a washcloth and then moving back to the bed to see Jess had rolled over onto Cece and was now kissing her softly on her lips, face, neck, collarbone – pretty much everywhere.

I lay down on the bed next to them, marveling at the orgasm Jess had just given Cece, getting turned on watching them kiss, and then Cece broke away from Jess and turned her head to me. She just mouthed “thank you – I love you…” and I returned it.

Cece then dozed off, exhausted from the orgasm she’d just had with Jess, who now turned to me.

She spoke softly. “You know she’s a keeper… ”

I nodded. “Yes I do… ”

Jess could feel my erect cock – we lying on our sides, facing each other, and very close to each other, and she chuckled a little and then reached for me, her hand still sticky with lube.

“Mmmmmm… ” I managed as she squeezed my cock but couldn’t move up and down on it – too sticky.

She chuckled. “OK, so the stick isn’t great… ” She looked over her shoulder and saw the lube bottle on the nightstand, reaching for it over Cece’s now softly snoring body, finding it, bringing it over and putting some on her hand before reaching back down to my cock. “Ah, that’s better… ”

And she was right. The only time I’d used lube was for anal – apparently I’d lucked out and had only been with women who were wet enough on their own. But it felt great having her hand stroke my cock with lube.

I reached up to her hair, brushing it back off her face, drawing a soft moan as I did. “Feel good?”

“God yeah. You really made her cum hard. I’m surprised she let you – she said anal wasn’t something she liked.”

Jess grinned. “A lot of women say that… but they really do.”

“Oh?” My hands were starting to wander over her long, thin body, and I had the satisfaction of seeing her break out into goosebumps.

“Mmmmm… that’s good… yeah, just have to go slow… ” She licked her lips.

“Mmmm-hmmm… that’s been my experience… ”

“Can you do that on my back? I hate to give up your cock, but… damn that feels amazing. Do you do that to her every night?”

“Most nights, yeah. And you bet… ”

She moved to her stomach, her arms folded under her head, and I started to caress her back, reaching as far down as I could – which wasn’t much below her ass.

“Mmmmmm… oh, that is awesome… ”

I started to focus a little more on her lower back and ass, feeling her open her legs slightly and moan as I just grazed her skin. And after a couple of minutes, I moved to straddle her, running my fingertips up and down her back, first along her spine, then along her sides, seeing her shiver as I did. My cock was still hard from her fondling it with lube, and it was sitting in her crack as I caressed her. And it would drag along her back as I leaned forward.

My hands started to lightly massage her lower back and her ass, and I could feel her squirm a little. So I let my cock slide up and down her crack, teasing, feeling the heat from her sex, and seeing her exposed rosebud. I took some spit from my mouth on my fingers and started to tease her, feeling her moan as I did, and seeing the bottle of lube.

I picked it up and put some on my fingers, moving to her ass and coating her bud with lube, feeling her intake of breath as my fingertip slipped in, then out, and in again, holding, feeling her breathing sharpen and then relax. I added a little more lube to my fingers, and let one finger sink in to her a little deeper, again drawing a moan from her, and then letting a second finger explore, feeling her push her ass back against me as she moaned softly again.

I picked up the lube bottle and this time just poured some just above her bud, two of my fingers now in her, feeling her relax, my hard cock just to the side of my fingers, and I withdrew my fingers and let my cock slide along, picking up lube, letting my tip find her hole and slide above it, feeling her lift her ass again as she moaned again softly. So I picked up the lube bottle again and this time poured it on my cock, sliding it over her bud, angling slightly, using a finger to help push my tip down, down into her bud, feeling her tense, backing off, then pushing back, my tip entering again, loving her tightness, feeling her squirm, holding myself still for a moment before sliding into her a little further, holding, letting her adjust, moving a little deeper, again holding, feeling her tense and then suddenly her ass surrendered and I found myself literally balls deep in her, feeling as much as hearing her groan as her ass took my whole cock.

I leaned down to her ear and whispered, “OK?”

She took a deep breath and nodded, whispering back, “Just… go… slow… you… are… huge… ”

That, of course, made me feel 10 feet tall, and the feel of her ass gripping my cock made me want to just pound her. But not just yet.

“Oh, I know slow… ”

And so I started off going very slowly – withdraw most of the way, add a little lube, and slowly sink back into her. I could feel her adjusting to my cock as I stretched her out, and started to slowly pick up the pace. Jess’s ass was the tightest hole my cock had ever been in. I looked over at Cece, still snoring softly, and mouthed “I love you” to her even though she wouldn’t see it.

As we picked up the pace, Jess would time lifting her hips to meet my deepest thrust, getting me just that little bit deeper into her. She was also grunting as I bottomed out in her ass, and I reached over to caress Cece, seeing an eye open and then another. She was still in a haze of sleep and orgasm, but she figured out what we were doing and gave me a big, exhausted smile. I mouthed “I love you” to her, and got the same back, as she woke up a little more and watched as I fucked Jess’s ass.

After a little while, Cece started egging us on.

“Mmmmm… do you like feeling that big cock in your ass, Jess? Like feeling him make your ass his?”

Jess could barely breathe by now, but managed a “yes… love… cock… in… my… ass… he… can… take… it… any… time… ok… with… you… ”

And to me – “Mmmmm… love seeing your big fat cock fuck her ass. So tight, isn’t it, baby? So dirty… that’s right, fuck that ass… cum in her ass as hard as you came in her cunt… ” When Cece wanted to, she could talk dirty with the best of them.

“Uhhhhnnnn – huhhhnnn… and when I’m done, I’m going to fuck you senseless, baby… ”

Cece’s eyes flared. “I know… ”

So between Cece dirty talking us, the incredible feel of Jess’s ass gripping my cock, and Jess moaning and squirming to get me even deeper, we both came at the same time. Hard. And I mean hard. Jess was literally screaming into a pillow, I was crying out but keeping the volume down, and I exploded into Jess once again, pumping her ass full of hot white semen, rope after rope, painting her bowel white and feeling her squeeze me almost painfully as she came. I collapsed on top of her, my cock still planted in her ass, and Cece nuzzled me as I did, whispering in my ear, “That was hot as FUCK! That is something I want to see again… ”

“That works for me… ” I managed to whisper, knowing Jess could overhear everything we said.

And she managed to pipe in, ” Fuck yeah, that works for me… ”

I managed to slowly withdraw from her ass, a small trickle of white semen coming with me, and I leaned down and kissed Jess on the side of her mouth before switching to Cece, who was right next to us.

“Holy shit, dude, that was amazing… you’re going to make me cum just by watching you – I’m surprised I didn’t squirt when you guys came.”

We glanced at the clock – and it was 3:30 already, the snow not letting up and we could look down and see it accumulating.

The hotel shower wasn’t quite big enough to fit all 3 of us, so we took turns, Cece and Jess both washing my cock with exquisite care, while I took the same care with their ass and groin. They also took a turn together, emerging giggling as I handed them a towel. We dried off and moved back to the bed, only needing one towel to cover a wet spot that I volunteered to be on.

We were all pretty spent, and dozed off, waking up to a 630 alarm that Cece had set. We looked out the window, and the snow was still coming down and had accumulated – a lot. Jess flipped on the TV to a local news channel and we saw all the closings and cancellations. We’d gotten a foot of snow already and they were forecasting another foot. I knew what would happen – Cece whipped out her phone and dialed in.

“Steve? Cece. How much volume? None yet? OK, make sure we’re ready – I’ll get there as soon as I can.” She looked out the window, and then added, “If I can.”

For his part, Steve, her second in command, had already done everything – called in more people, cleared the ER of any cases he could, etc. A big snowstorm could either swamp an ER or empty it.

I knew my role – I picked up the room service menu and handed it to Cece, with a pen and piece of paper, seeing her write her order, then passed it to Jess, before calling the order down.

“What do you drive?” Cece asked Jess.

“An old Jeep Cherokee,” she replied.

“Good – can you get Bob home? He’s pretty close. I have to get to work.”

“Sure… what do you do?”

I answered, as Cece was now sending a barrage of text messages, some in reply, some on her own. “She’s the chief of emergency medicine at CU Hospital. And a snowstorm like this can either make it very busy or very slow – but she’s going to head down early just so she can get there.”

Cece heard my explanation and nodded, giving Jess a warm smile.

There was a knock on the door – room service, and I got up to get it, grabbing one of the hotel robes. I brought it in and Cece plowed through everything, running through the shower again, brushing her teeth, getting dressed.

I got dressed as well, digging out her car key. “You get ready, I’ll go get your car,” I said.

She nodded. “Thanks, babe.”

I went downstairs, and as I made it to outside I realized what a nasty storm it was – the snow was still coming down heavily, and the wind was biting, almost through my Army polypro jacket. I found her car, the same one she’d bought from me, and started it up, letting it warm as I brushed the snow off the hood, roof, and windows. It was an all-wheel-drive, and in really good shape, with great snow tires, so I wasn’t too worried about her driving – just the other idiots who might be on the road.

I drove it to the hotel check-in area, which was covered, and parked, heading back upstairs after letting the doorman know we’d be right back down.

Cece was ready, and apparently she and Jess had talked. “Thanks, babe. Look the roads are worse headed back toward home. Stay here until they clear some, OK? I really don’t want to get a call from someone at Good Sam saying you’re there.”

Ordinarily I would have laughed, but this was now Dr. Simonson, and she was dead serious.

“You bet. Safe driving.” I kissed her hard, and wasn’t surprised to see Cece reach up to kiss Jess.

“Thank you for an amazing night. And whatever you two do – I want deets!”

I walked her down to her car.

She turned to hug me. “Thank you. That was a great night. Can I give you homework?”

“Sure, of course I’ll shovel you out.”

She laughed. “No, no, no… this is way more fun. I want you to take Jess again. And again. And take pictures – and video if she’s OK, which she will be. I want to hear all about it.” Her eyes were imploring.

“Uh, what exactly did you guys talk about while I was getting the car?”

“Oh, this and that. So – will you?”

“Oh, you know I will if you want me to.”

“Great! I’ll text you when I get there.”

“OK. Love you – be safe.”

“Love you too – I will.”

And with that, she was off.

So I made my way back to the room, wondering if the weather people were going to be right that the snow would start to slow down around noon, and shaking my head at what my soon to be wife had asked. Not like it would be a hardship, and I knew she meant it when she said she wanted me to.

I went back up to the room, and Jess had pulled on a hotel robe and was hunched over a laptop. She gave me a shy smile as I walked in.

“Hey,” she said softly.

“Hey yourself. Working?”

“Yep, physics doesn’t wait. Cece get started OK?”

“Yep. Looks like it’s just deep slush, but there’s ice underneath. She’ll be fine – she’ll text when she gets there.”

Jess nodded. “She’s a hugely capable woman.”

“Yes she is.”

“So what do you do? She didn’t say anything about it – understandably.”

I laughed. “Well, I have two jobs. I do some appellate consulting – I help people with appeals. And I do some consulting with the Department of Defense. We have an agreement – I do some work for them, and occasionally go on a trip for them, and they don’t pull me to active duty.”

“Ah. Got it. I think.” She giggled. “Good enough, anyway.” She hesitated. “I assume she talked to you?”

I laughed. “Of course. No, we’ve never done this. Yes, I’m a little surprised too. But not really – that’s been our MO.”

Jess smiled. “Yeah, you two seem fearless. How did you get into kink?”

I laughed a little. “Well, I’m 12 years older than she is, and after I got divorced I experimented as much as I could – that’s when I did the scenes at Sanctuary. Love sex, think people should have a lot more of it, and out of the shadows. Cece’s the same way. So we started trying different things, and one of the ones we both love is being watched. And it seems she has an equally powerful draw to watching, as you’ve seen. We talk everything through ahead of time, and it’s been great. You?”

She nodded thoughtfully. “I’ve always been the one to push the limits sex-wise. Always wondering ‘why not?’ instead of ‘oh, not supposed to do that!’ Kinda like you in that respect – love sex, love the varieties, all the different sensations… you name it. Harder than you’d think meeting anyone in Boulder – everybody pretends to be so liberal and enlightened and open but they disappear the instant you actually do anything.”

She continued, “So when I saw your ad, it was pretty obvious you guys were real, and I was just glad you wrote back. That was Cece?” I nodded. “Thought so. I’ve been disappointed so many times I was holding my breath walking up to you.” She laughed. “And then I was so relieved to see you in person and to start talking that I started getting wet. So I was really glad Cece asked to move here.” She looked around the room, seeing the snow still falling hard. “And I didn’t know how it would go – Cece and I flirted a lot in email, but I didn’t know if you’d just want me to watch or jump in. Glad it was the latter!”

“We were too. Don’t have to tell you – a lot of flakes on the web.”

Jess laughed. “Yeah, that’s for sure!”

We chatted a little bit more, and my phone tinged. Cece. “Made it. Roads are bad. Empty here so far. Love you – now get to it!”

I laughed, and handed my phone to Jess, who read the message and laughed herself, handing it back.

“Well, let me visit the bathroom. Want anything?”

She shook her head. “I’m good, thanks.”

I ducked into the bathroom, doing the usual, draining three glasses of water, brushing my teeth and changing into a hotel robe.

Jess was still on her laptop, so I started to gently massage her neck and shoulders.

“Mmmmmm… oh, that is good… let me send this email… ”

“You bet.” I kept up on her neck and shoulders, seeing her finish and send the email, then close her laptop and let herself relax into my hands.

“Oh, god that’s good.” She started to lean forward onto the desk her laptop was on.

“Come on – bed’s a lot better for this.” We moved the few steps from the chair and desk to the bed, and I undid her robe, pushing it off, leaving her naked in front of me. She returned the favor, and we stood naked for a moment before I guided her to the bed, putting her on her stomach so I could work her scalp, neck, shoulders, and back.

“Unnnnhhhhhh… ” she moaned softly as I worked her, also feeling my cock on the crack of her ass, sliding up her back as I leaned forward to run my fingers through her hair on her scalp, around her ears, her neck, shoulders, running them down her spine, back up, and then down her sides, creating goosebumps and feeling her shiver. I slid down a little bit so I could do her ass, seeing she was still a little red from my having fucked her ass so hard just a few hours earlier. And then I leaned forward a little, letting my cock come to rest against slit, again feeling how hot and wet she was, feeling her push back against me, adjusting my position and feeling her hand underneath her helping to position me, and then sliding into her in one motion, my balls landing on her ass as I penetrated her as deeply as I could.

She moaned when I entered her, and grunted when she felt me bottom out in her. “Unnnnhhhhhh… oh god you feel good… ”

“Mmmmm… love my cock in your cunt… so hot… so tight… so wet… ”

“Uhhhhhh… yes… your big fat cock… unhhhh… fuck me… ”

I leaned down to her ear. “Mmmmm… that’s exactly what I’m going to do, Jess. I’m going to fuck your cunt over and over until you beg me to stop… ”

“Just… don’t… stop… ” she managed.

“Oh, I won’t… ” I reached for my phone. “And we’re supposed to take pictures, remember?”

“Yes… just… share… them… with… me… and… video… ”

“Damn right we’ll share them with you… ” I’d picked up the pace of sliding in and out of her amazing cunt, and could tell she was close to cumming. And as much as I wanted to, I was trying to hold off – I wanted to cum while she was on top, impaled on me, her little tits bouncing.

Almost like she could read my mind, I thrust into her deeply one more time and triggered her, again screaming into a pillow as I rode her, making her cunt mine and Cece’s, her whole body quivering as she came and slowly recovered. I took a bunch of pictures of her as I was riding her, and actually got one of my cock sliding into her, her juices glistening on me.

I gave her a couple of minutes to recover and then slowly slid out of her, rolling her to her side so we could see each other, and I pulled her head to mine and kissed her hard.

“Ohmyfuckinggod… ” she managed. “Do you know what you do to me? You and Cece… ”

“Heh… and what you do to us. She liked you fucking her ass… ” I chuckled. “And I sure hope you’re protected, or you’re going to leave this room totally knocked up.”

Jess was able to grin at that. “Yeah, no worry – IUD. Thought you were poking it a few times you got in so deep.”

“Yep, almost impossible to get pregnant with an IUD. So I’m told by people who know, anyway. Good thing – I have a feeling Cece is going to want to watch us do this a lot.”

Jess laughed a little. “Works for me, but I’m not sure even I’d be willing to share you – I’d want you all to myself.”

“Well, I think it’s more a means to an end for her – she really does orgasm hard watching. Asked her if she wanted to try a man watching us, and she always says no. Which is fine – I’m not sure how I’d feel seeing someone else with her. Funny that way, isn’t it?”

Jess nodded. “It’s a lot easier for me to be with another woman than with two guys. Don’t get me wrong – I’ve had some great experiences with two guys, and it is awesome to have one cock in your pussy and one in your ass, but mostly they’re just awkward ’cause the guys don’t know how to react to each other.”

I nodded. “Yeah, I can see that. I’d probably be one of those awkward guys – very limited experience.”

Jess moved so that she was lying on top of me, her hands supporting her head, her legs open. “Nah, you’d be fine – you could at least talk to the other guy and figure it out, and laugh about anything that went sideways.”

I’d gotten soft as we’d talked, but feeling her on top of me and feeling her little motions over my groin were restoring me quickly. She noticed and grinned, grinding herself on my cock. “Mmmmmm… seems like someone is turning back on… ”

I grinned back. “See what you do to me?”

Jess just smiled and kept going, let me feel how wet and hot she was, inching down on my cock. She then lifted herself up to straddle, my cock pointing up in the air, and then her hand took me and gently guided me to her opening, taking me in, her eyes flaring and mouth opening as she mounted me and as my cock claimed her cunt, feeling her grunt as she bottomed out, my cock as deep within her as it could get.

She held that position for a little while, and it was heavenly. It felt like I could feel the rush of blood through her, and that she could feel my blood pulsing through my cock as she kept herself impaled on it. And then she started to make tiny movements – front to back, side to side, but barely visible. If they were tough to see, they were easy to feel – I could feel every inch of her squeezing and massaging my cock, which responded in kind with little twitches of its own.

She kept that up, our eyes locked as we barely moved, her tits barely moving, and I could feel myself building. And while I hated to break the rhythm, I’d promised Cece video, so fumbled for my phone. Jess knew, and handed it to me, I unlocked it and set it to video, handing it back to her, watching her place it on the nightstand, positioning it to get as much as it could get.

Her moving to do that was the most motion our bodies had done in a few minutes, and I was happy to feel her settle back and for us to continue with our barely moving fuck. I reached up and played with her nipples, making her eyes flare as I rolled them in my fingers, but keeping her eyes locked on mine. And as she sat on me, my cock buried deep within her, our eyes turned to fire as I felt myself building and building, knowing this was going to be a huge orgasm.

Jess kept up her tiny movements, and my cock kept responding with twitches as she did. She shifted her position slightly, and it was like an earthquake of new sensations. We were both starting to crest the wave, and my hands dropped to her hips to hold her on me. With one more tiny motion, she tipped me over, and I surrendered. My whole body stiffened, and I yelled out as cum just exploded out of me and into her tight young cunt. Jet after jet, streams of hot white sticky fluid leaping into her. She could feel it, pulses of heat deep within her body, and she came explosively, crying out her pleasure as her body was consumed. I was dimly aware of her cumming hard on my cock, and felt a pulse of strong liquid on my groin and then abdomen, then another, and another. I was able to look up and see her squirting on me, four times total.

I had unconsciously grabbed her hips to hold her down on me as much as possible, and as we slowly recovered I realized how tightly I was holding on to her. As my fingers came off her hips, my fingertips had scratched her – any harder and she’d have been bleeding. For her part, she stayed firmly impaled on my cock, her mouth twitching as she felt me shooting cum into her, taking a long time to come down. We finally came down together, her collapsing on my chest and her small but solid tits rubbing on my chest.

She noticed something – my phone, still recording everything. She hit stop, and the little red light went out, handing it to me. “OK, you have GOT to send that to me… ”

“You got it… ” I could say that much, but I was spent.

We lay like that for a little while, having seen that it was almost noon already. We turned on the local news at noon, and the storm was indeed moving out, but not before it left some amazing snow totals – we’d gotten 26 inches on the low end to 36 inches on the high, and most local roads were impassable.

I texted Cece – “Looks like 3 feet here. Roads bad. How are you?”

It took her a little while. “With patient. Slow day so far – should have stayed in bed with you. How’s Jess? Get some good pics? Video?”

“Good. Yes – will share when you get home. Love you!”

“Sounds good. Love you too. Hope to make it home tonight but may stay at hospital if roads aren’t better.” The hospital had rooms set aside for emergencies like huge snowstorms for staff to stay in. Part of the contingency plan for events like this one.

I showed the conversation to Jess. “Good? How about fucking amazing?”

“Oh, I know – if anyone was watching over her shoulder it could have been awkward.”

I called down to the desk to see if we could either keep the room or check out late – and needn’t have worried. Plenty of space, lots of cancellations. We were welcome to stay if we wanted. And while it was tempting, I’d feel better being at home – if Jess’s Jeep could get us there.

After watching the local news more, we figured it was worth trying. But before we got packing in earnest, I grabbed Jess by the hips, bent her over, and fucked her hard yet again. It didn’t take long for either of us to cum, and I had the satisfaction of feeling yet more of my cum flooding her tight young cunt, claiming it for me and Cece, twirling her nipples as I fucked her.

I leaned down to her ear, keeping her bent over, and said, “I told you I was going to fuck you over and over again… And if I know Cece, we’re just getting started… ”

Jess couldn’t speak – just moan assent. It took her a while to recover, and as I withdrew from her well-used cunt a stream of semen came out.

“Fuck is that sexy… feeling your cum running down my leg. More!”

“That’s right Jess – we’re going to make you ours… our little fuck toy.”

She moaned again. “Yes… please… I need it… want you both… ”

I gave her ass a quick slap, then another. “And that’s what happens if you’re not a good girl.”

She spoke so softly I could barely hear her. “Yes, master… ”

We got up and dressed, cleaning the room as we went. Finished, we moved our bags to the door – both of us had brought backpacks. I kissed her hard, feeling her respond, and then broke off. “OK, where’s your car key?”

She handed it over. “Green Jeep, parked right about… there. She had moved us to the window, and I could see a lump in the snow.

“OK, I’ll go get it.”

I went down and outside. The snow had mostly stopped – just a few flakes flying now. And the sun was trying to poke through the clouds, though not succeeding. I found what looked like her Jeep – and the key fit. I scooped snow off the driver’s door with my gloves, and was able to open the driver’s door, climbing it and turning the key. It fired right up, and I turned on the defrosters and looked around for a snow brush – and found it in the front passenger seat footwell.

I cleaned off the snow from the windows, hood, and roof, and shifted it to 4 wheel drive – low. It had no trouble breaking out of the parking spot, or maneuvering to the covered check-in area. I parked it and made my way back to the room, where Jess was waiting. “OK, ready?”

She laughed. “Yes and no.”

I grinned. “I know what you mean… Thank you for a truly spectacular night. And day.” I kissed her deeply.