1. Illuminated in July


    Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: JuneFernan, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    moan. Jane nudged the hem of her dress up her thighs and, without revealing herself, slipped her panties down her thighs, then laid them carefully beside her. The small garment’s blue color matched her dress exactly, except for the dark spot of wetness all over the front patch. Immediately she pulled the hem back down, showing admirable self-control, and she urged us to continue while she let a hand hover over her crotch, pressing into her vulva through the fabric, soon to create another dark spot on her clothes. The balance of our chemistry had flourished into a beautiful, erotic reaction that was going to ring through my memory for years to come. We seemed to go on like this for too long, Jane remaining a spectator and me trying to break her resistance with our display. I could offer one final move before going after her on the couch, so I dropped to my knees and shoved Julian’s manhood in my mouth, unsure of how to go forth but committing fully. Even with my lack of technique, he moaned constantly. Throughout that moment, my cock never lost a drop of blood. I enjoyed the exotic, taboo sense of pleasuring a man, but my body burned for the touch of that beautiful goddess sitting less than a meter away from me. Waiting any longer was beyond debate. “Come on,” I told her. But she bit her lip and playfully protested, then clenched each of her breasts firmly. She tightened her legs up, squirming a bit, like she was fighting her willpower to remain away from us. So I crawled ...
    before her, took a full moment to adore her golden calves and thighs, and inched back the hem of her skirt. She brought her hands against mine as if to protest again, but this was to play up her final moment of relenting to our manly desires. Her vulva, much like her hands and chin, had a feminine plump to it that I began to revel in with the tip of my tongue. Her scent was divine. And when I began to pressure my lips onto her labia, sucking rapidly, she gave the first gasp of pleasure. Julian’s arms swooped over me and finished stripping Jane. The moment had arrived; the three of us were totally bare—except for Jane wearing pearl earrings. From there, we moved like bumble bees about the room. The distinct tones of our flesh began to blend, as we painted our lust out into the loose, blurry fabric of time. Julian and I spread our mouths across Jane’s body as she remained splayed across the couch. They rose up and put their mouths on each side of my dripping cock. Jane and I did the same for Julian. And Jane impressed me most when I stood up and she pressed both our cocks together and shoved them into her mouth. We became most intimate when I edged her onto the arm of the couch and we kissed; my fingers dug into her hot pussy, and she moaned with delight. Every detail of her movement—the way she tilted her head or tugged on my fingers—echoed that delight back into me. Julian grabbed one of her legs and penetrated her first, there on the couch, but when she slid off the armrest, he ...
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