I’m not one to refuse a request from the birthday girl.

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[CW: Threats of harm/self-harm]

I belong to a few different polyamory groups on various social media. A few weeks ago I noticed that someone on one of these groups was having an issue with her relationship. She was new to both the group and to polyamory itself, so I thought I’d offer her my admittedly limited perspective, or at the very least a sounding board against which to throw her current dilemma.

I enjoy helping others; it’s something that truly makes me feel valued. Additionally it was a local group, and we have no polyamorous friends in the area, no one we can hang out with and talk about the trials and tribulations of non-monogamy. I trust it goes without saying that the fact she lived nearby and was apparently okay with non-monogamy held additional appeal for obvious reasons, but that wasn’t the first thing I thought of when I reached out.

She appreciated my getting in touch, and laid out the basics of the situation. I answered some questions and offered advice; we even had a brief video chat because it was too much for her to type out. At the end of the conversation, she said she was feeling better about everything, she expressed her appreciation, and I felt good for having helped.

We talked more the next day, and have continued since; from our subsequent chat it was clear that while our initial talk gave her peace of mind, it didn’t actually fix the issues affecting her relationship.

To give you some background, she and her boyfriend have been together two years, and he recently proposed opening their relationship. What he wanted was to find another woman in the hopes of entering into a closed triad, i.e. a relationship wherein each of three partners are romantically and sexually involved with each other, but not with anybody else. They quickly found a suitable woman, and the three of them hit it off well.

However, the person I’ve been talking to – I’ll refer to her as “L” – reported that it wasn’t long before her boyfriend and the other woman began spending more and more time together, alone, at the other woman’s place. While this was happening, L stayed at their apartment, looking after her boyfriend’s teenage daughter. Picking her up from school. Cooking her meals. Making sure she went to bed on time.

Although the boyfriend and the other woman have been wanting to spend the night together, L isn’t okay with that. She didn’t rule out being okay with it in the future, but for now she has insisted that he return home at midnight. However, in every single case her boyfriend has called at the last minute letting her know they needed more time together, and returning home a few hours later.

A couple weekends ago, L had the brilliant idea of dropping him off at the other woman’s place and picking him up at midnight, thus ensuring he would respect the agreed-upon time. Of course, he called before she left and asked her to pick him up later, around 2:00 AM. Now, I’m no mind-reader, but I’m thinking the boyfriend and his new partner hoped she’d just acquiesce to them spending the night together.

Remember, this guy has a daughter; she’s fifteen and clearly not stupid. Given her father’s constant absence she knows something is going on, and she can almost certainly tell that whatever it is is affecting L in a major way. I asked her if she felt her boyfriend was modeling suitable behavior for his daughter, and she admitted that he was not, even going so far as to say that his daughter had stopped respecting her curfew and other established rules.

In other words, without knowing or needing to know any details about her sexual orientation, if the guy’s daughter ends up dating men, she has been shown that a man in a relationship will frequently be absent, and will also pressure her to adjust her boundaries to better suit his needs.

Anyway, L ended up picking up her boyfriend hours later than originally planned, and while one might roll their eyes at her failure to insist that her rules be respected, she deserves kudos for not giving in to her boyfriend’s manipulation and letting them spend the night together after repeatedly voicing her objection to such a thing.

For now I’ll ignore his lack of concern about how his not returning home at all might have been viewed by his daughter. And let’s not spend time dwelling on the fact that, over time she will lose respect for him for obviously carrying on with another woman, and for L herself for not demanding better of him. It’s worth mentioning that I suggested they simply tell his daughter the truth, that they’re attempting an open relationship, but apparently the stigma would be greater.

One night last week, he brought the other woman to their apartment to stay the night, under some flimsy pretense that L and apparently his daughter both saw through. It was clear that once his daughter had gone to bed he was hoping for a threesome, although L told me the following morning that the other woman balked when he brought it up.

L has admitted to thinking about leaving, which I initially thought was her boyfriend’s objective: Freedom to be with this newer, younger, and presumably more exciting* woman without the guilt of dumping his domestic partner. But when she told me that he begged her to stay when she once threatened to leave him, that made sense too. If I was able to fuck someone new and got free live-in childcare so I could stay out all night, I’d do whatever I could to maintain that arrangement.

*Nothing against L; I’m sure she’s very exciting. But new relationship energy, or NRE, is a thing. Even if you’re not polyamorous, you’ve undoubtedly felt that swell of excitement and other emotions at the start of a relationship. When you’ve been with someone for two years, your eye is bound to wander. It happens. And when you get the go-ahead to be with someone else, you run the risk of getting sidetracked. As someone who has felt that pull, I can attest that it sometimes requires much effort to find the right balance between the familiar existing partner and the allure of what’s new.

So why does she stay? I can admit I haven’t talked to her about that. She’s got her reasons and if she wanted to share them, she would have. In addition to half a dozen other reasons that have occurred to me, I suspect she truly loves her boyfriend despite the fact that he’s obviously a shithead. Which begs the question: Why do we love people who are harmful?

I’ve dated people who were harmful to me. (I’m sure I’ve probably been the harmful person in the relationship, too.) So why did I stay? In some cases it was emotional manipulation: “If you leave me I will [do some horrible thing up to and including suicide and/or murder].” That’s something I unfortunately heard on occasion when I was a much younger man.

But sometimes it’s nothing so dramatic or traumatic. Sometimes we stay out of obligation, or familiarity, or the unwillingness to be alone. Certainly society posits the notion that our worth comes from our relationship status, i.e. whether we are loved by someone else. This is especially true for women, and while I’m not certain it’s true in the case of L, I have more than a couple women friends for whom it absolutely is true.

The problem is that staying for any of these reasons often leads to large-scale compromise. Over time, we’re not the same person we were before we entered into the relationship, and I don’t just mean that in the subtle ways we all change when we’re dating. I’m talking about the kind of devolution that prevents our friends and loved ones from even recognizing us. Gloom. Bitterness. Envy. Anxiety. Rage.

Compromise is a natural part of being in a relationship. Has anyone reading this not compromised for their partner in some way? I’m pretty sure we all have, though the degree of compromise varies. Some people convert to their partner’s religion. Others deign to accompany their partner to a marathon showing of all the Twilight movies. Some people begrudgingly attend Sunday dinners with their partner’s family. Others steal plutonium for that thing their partner is making in the basement. Wait – that might be an extreme example. Let’s go with exhuming corpses for necrophilia purposes instead.

“Exhuming corpses to fulfill Jeremy’s favorite sexual fantasy is illegal and morally wrong. I should break up with him, but if I do I’ll have to find somebody else. And there’s no guarantee they’ll like the same shows I like.”

Learning Spanish in order to converse with your partner’s mother is a reasonable compromise. Having sex less often than you’d like to in order to accommodate your partner’s limited sex drive is a reasonable compromise. Sharing financial expenses is a reasonable compromise. Allowing your children to be raised in a certain religion, or no religion whatsoever, is a reasonable compromise.

Handling all the household chores, as well as providing childcare for a child who isn’t even your responsibility while your partner, the child’s parent, has sex with someone else under the guise of ethical polyamory, and who ignores your emotional needs completely when you actually do spend time together, is an unreasonable compromise.

Likewise, putting up with constant boundary-pushing despite your having explicitly made your opposition clear – whether to being tied up and flogged, letting your significant other spend the night with someone else, opening your relationship in the first place, or even to something relatively innocuous like eating a food you dislike – is an unreasonable compromise.

Of paramount importance is the ability to differentiate between a reasonable compromise and an unreasonable one, or to find the strength to leave a situation that requires unreasonable compromises. Maybe someday L will acquire these abilities, but I don’t see it happening soon.

Case in point: Earlier this week she told me she feels like completely giving in, letting her boyfriend and his new partner just have whatever they request. It takes too much out of her to keep arguing about it only to have her boundaries pushed and her wishes disregarded. I’m unclear as to whether she thinks continuing to live with this arrangement will somehow take less.

I love when Jill lets me know exactly what she wants. Note the color of the heart-shaped Post-It; pink is the monthly prompt for Sinful Sunday.

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I can’t think of any better way to start the day.

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Here’s Part 1 and Part 2.

Kirsten and her guy were fucking in a standing position, her legs wrapped around his waist and her face buried in his neck and shoulder.  Her moans were muffled as she rode him.  She had a hand wedged between their bodies, trying desperately to rub her clit as she bounced up and down on his throbbing cock.  Before long, she leaned her head back and announced her climax, her moans building to a crescendo as she came, her wetness hitting the floor like a popped water balloon.  She didn’t even wait to finish coming before she hopped off of him and knelt down to suck his dripping wet cock.  He fucked her mouth furiously, his hands full of her hair, and came hard down her throat.  I watched as she swallowed burst after burst, and kept sucking.

The guy Blair and I had just shared came up behind Kirsten and lifted her hips up so he could mount her from behind.  He fingered her dripping pussy, then teased her opening with the swollen, red head of his cock.  As he stuffed it inside her she sucked the first guy faster and deeper.  Blair and I watched, growing more and more turned on, as they fucked her at each end.  Even with her eyes closed and her mouth full, Kirsten’s excitement and pleasure were more than evident.  She clearly loved having two cocks inside her, and licked and sucked one while riding the other’s thrusts until she got a load in her mouth and her pussy.

As they pulled out of her, I knelt in front of her and made out with her, too.  I could taste traces of her man’s cum on her lips and tongue, and we spent a couple minutes passing it back and forth from mouth to mouth.  When our kiss broke Chris came over to lick Kirsten’s pussy clean from behind.  While she was on all fours devouring, Blair got on her back and slipped underneath, settling between Chris’s legs to go down on her.  Seeing Blair’s spread legs and open, inviting pussy, I joined in and devoured her.

I loved the feeling of her warm thighs around my head, and the taste of her juices on my tongue was even better.  I kissed and sucked her pussy until Blair was grinding into my face, my hair tangled around her fingers as she drew me in even deeper.  My chin was dripping, and I could feel her throbbing against my mouth.  All at once, I heard a chorus of moans from Blair, Chris, and Kirsten, and I licked and sucked faster.

When they were finished coming, we all lay close together, everyone catching their breath.  Then Blair kissed me, enjoying the taste of her pussy on my lips.  Afterwards, Kirsten crawled over to me and massaged my thighs.  She said that after the three of them got their pussies eaten, she didn’t want me to feel left out and she began to finger and feast on me.

Nearby, Raina lay on a massage table, her legs spread wide as one of the guys stood between them and fucked her.  Another guy came up to her and watched, stroking his cock near her face.  I could see Raina licking her lips hungrily, and before long she took him in her mouth.  She was enjoying sucking and being fucked, and after awhile they decided to switch places.

Raina got down from the table, the second guy took her place, and while the first guy bent her over the table and fucked her from behind she resumed sucking the other guy.  It was obvious that she was close to coming, and as she did her pussy squeezed the first guy’s cock, bringing him to the edge of orgasm.  At the same time she sucked the second guy’s cock harder, deeper, and faster, and both of them flooded her at the same time.

By this time, one of the guys had pulled Kirsten aside.  He wanted to fuck her in the ass, so she lubed him up with her mouth, then he got on the floor and she slowly lowered herself onto his cock.  She loved how full of him she was, and rode him hard.  As she braced herself against the floor with her hands, he reached around and played with her clit until they both came together.  She held him in her ass for a few minutes, then pulled off of him, letting his cum drip out of her and all over his cock.  Then she cleaned him off and they started all over again.

Meanwhile Raina’s two guys had switched spots; she was riding one and sucking the other.  And although she really loved the way it felt she wanted to be even more full.  So the guy in her mouth moved around and slid his cock into her pussy as well.  She had never been so full in her life, and as the two men moved together inside her, their hands explored her body, and she started coming right away, almost nonstop.  Her moans were unlike anything I had ever heard.

I could see her wetness dripping out of her, all over their legs and the floor.  Eventually the tightness and the sensation overwhelmed both men and they came too, sandwiching Raina’s body between their own and holding her protectively as they used her pussy for release.  The sounds of their moans joined Raina’s, and it turned me on to watch the three of them collapse together, exhausted.

Genie was lying on her back on one of the tables, her legs over Melanie’s shoulders so Melanie could finger and eat her pussy.  One guy stood on either side of her, watching and stroking their cocks.  As though just noticing them there, Melanie stopped what she was doing and asked one of them to fuck her.  As he mounted her from behind, Genie told the other one to come around so she could go down on him.

As the one guy fucked Melanie from behind, she continued licking and eating Genie’s pussy, never once missing a lick.  At the same time, Genie stroked and sucked her man’s cock, and once both Melanie and Genie were satisfied, the guys asked if they would like facials to go with their massages.  They responded enthusiastically, so the guys pulled out and Melanie and Genie got on their knees, mouths open and tongues out as the guys stroked themselves off all over their faces.

I was getting pounded doggy style while Chris and Blair shared a guy nearby.  Chris was riding his face while Blair rode his cock.  This allowed them to make out.  When Blair turned around to ride him reverse cowgirl, she was close enough that I could lick her clit as well as the guy’s cock while I got fucked.

Chris’s moans reached a crescendo as she came all over the guy’s face, then got off and joined me licking Blair’s clit.  After we made her come, my guy wanted me to ride him so I switched to cowgirl.  While that was happening, Blair’s guy was very close to coming so he stood up and came on her and Chris’s faces, his moans and their sighs of pleasure filling the room.

It was hard to focus on what they were doing when my own guy was sucking my tits and fucking me from below with a long, thick cock.  With every thrust the head stroked my G-spot and I was going crazy with pleasure. As I came he grabbed my ass, spread me open, and fucked me even harder than he had before.

I moaned uncontrollably, feeling myself coming all over him, soaking his cock and his balls.  That’s when I felt another hand on my ass, helping open me up.  At the same time I felt a couple slick, slippery fingers pressing their way inside, stretching me open, then slowly moving in and out of me.  I could barely see straight, but when he pulled his fingers out I could feel the head of his cock nudging at my ass, so I reached back, spread my ass with my hands, and told him to fuck me already.

He slipped inside without hesitation, and I thought I was going to explode.  As I began to fuck both of them at the same time, I became aware of my friends standing around us, as well as the other five guys.  I couldn’t hear a thing over my own heartbeat, but all of them were cheering us on, so I decided right then to give them a show they would never forget.

As the guy behind me filled my ass I raised up off of the guy beneath me, and as the guy behind me withdrew I came down hard on the cock in my pussy.  I rode them hard, squeezing them in exactly the way that I knew would make them come, even as the one big cock in my pussy continued to stroke my G-spot.  I could feel my wetness everywhere, and I wondered if they could feel each other as they fucked me.

I didn’t hear their moans, but I felt them filling me up, first the guy in my pussy and then the one in my ass,  who was holding my hair in his hands like reins.  I couldn’t stop coming, and as I felt wetness running out of me it excited me to think that it wasn’t only mine.

Eventually the guys led us to the shower where we all cleaned off.  Definitely the best massage I’ve ever had.

 

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Read Part 1 if you haven’t already.

 

We lay together, our bodies intertwined, when the door opened and the hot guys returned. We explained that some of our body parts didn’t get enough massaging and still needed work. We asked them if they’d stay and help, and they agreed. They quickly got undressed, and we paired off.

My guy bent me over the side of the massage table and spread my ass, then licked and sucked me while sliding a couple fingers into my pussy. As he fucked me with them, he said he loved how hot and tight I was, and how a good pussy massage was just what I needed. He pulled his fingers out of me, then brought them up to my mouth so I could clean them off.

He instructed me to lie on the table on my back, and when I did he spread my legs and began to finger me again. I was hungry, and his cock looked delicious so I motioned him to come around and let me have a taste. My lips engulfed his head, and then I swallowed him to the base. I felt the head hit the back of my throat and I came up for air, then started sucking him deeper and faster. At the same time I lowered my hand to my pussy and we fingered it together.

After awhile I needed him inside me so he stood at the end of the table between my spread legs and fucked me hard. His cock was long and fat, and I loved the way he filled me up. I wrapped my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass and drawing him deeper and deeper inside me. Before long, he moved my legs up onto his shoulders and fucked me even deeper.

Chris was bent over another table, and her man was pounding her hard from behind. Kirsten was on her knees, sucking her man’s cock. Melanie lay on her back on one of the massage tables, holding her giant breasts together while her man straddled her stomach and titty-fucked her. Blair’s guy was lying on another table, holding her ass in his hands as she rode him reverse cowgirl. Genie was stroking her guy with both hands, eager to be filled up. And Raina was on her hands and knees on the floor as her guy mounted her from behind.

Chris was the first to come. Since her man was still rock hard she begged him to fuck her in the ass. But she didn’t have to beg for long. He gave her a couple fingers, and when she was ready he replaced them with his cock. As he pounded her deeper and deeper, she rubbed her pussy until she came again, exploding all over the carpet. But he didn’t stop there.

He continued fucking Chris’s ass until he was right at the edge of coming, and then she told him she had to taste that amazing cock. He pulled out, she turned around and knelt down in front of him, and then she took him as deeply as she could, sucking hard as he shot his load right down her throat. She moaned happily as she swallowed every drop.

I came next, drenching my guy’s cock. I told him I wanted to taste it, so he pulled out and came around to the side of the massage table. I began to lick him clean, then closed my hand around him and started stroking him against my tongue, eager to make him come in my mouth. It took awhile, so I let him fuck my throat until I knew he was close. He moaned, grabbed me by the hair, and thrust as deeply as he could.

As I drank down his load, I turned to the side and watched as Melanie moved from titty-fucking to blowjob. I watched her eyes watering as the cock in her mouth hit the back of her throat and stayed there. While she savored him, he reached back and rubbed her clit. Then he put his fingers inside her and stroked her G-spot until she came hard, moaning around his cock as she sucked him deep.

When her moans had subsided she told him she needed him to fuck her, so he took her off of the table and bent her over it. He spread her legs, took her ass in his hands, and fucked her from behind. It was so hot to listen to the sounds of her pleasure, to watch her huge tits swinging free as he pounded her, his balls slapping her clit with every thrust.

It wasn’t long before both of them came together, and as Melanie collapsed against the table I could hear her ask for a taste. He pulled his cock out of her and replaced them with his fingers, then brought them up to her mouth where she sucked and licked them hungrily. Unable to get enough, she turned around and dropped to her knees to lick and suck him clean.

Nearby, Raina was still getting pounded from behind. Her man had one hand pressed into her ass, and with the other he reached around to nestle between her thighs and stroke her clit. Breathlessly, she asked him to finger her ass instead, so he took his hand away from her clit and she moved her head back to lick and suck his fingers, lubing them up for easier access. He put one in her ass first, and then another, and began to fuck both of her holes in perfect sync. Then she reached down to her sopping wet pussy and fingered her clit until she came.

At the same time I could see Genie straddling her guy, who was lying on his back on her massage table.  It turned me on to watch her reach down to take his hardness in her hand.  She stroked him back and forth for a minute and then impaled herself on his throbbing cock.  He slipped his hands under her thighs, guiding her onto him, and the look on her face when he was all the way inside her was intense and exciting.  I could almost feel it in her eyes.

I watched as he raised her up, then lowered her back onto him.  Before long, though, she took over, sliding up and down slowly.  Then she got onto her knees and let out a moan of pleasure that got everyone’s attention.  As she rolled her hips and began to ride him faster and faster, everyone turned to watch.  At the same time, the guy had his hands on Genie’s hips and was thrusting upward to pound her, filling her deeply with every movement.  His hands wandered up her body to her breasts and he rolled her nipples between his fingers before pulling her down to make out with him.

Nearby Blair was engaged in a really hot sixty-nine with her man, straddling his face as her mouth moved up and down his veiny, throbbing cock.  They licked, sucked, and played with each other until they both came hard and fast, Blair first.  She took him all the way down her throat as his moans reached a crescendo, and swallowed every drop of his load.  I loved the satisfied expression on her face as she came up for air, and called her over to where I was so I could taste his cum on her lips and her tongue.  She threw her arms around my neck and as we made out I caressed her large, full breasts.

Her tongue was sweet and soft in my mouth, and as I moved my hand down between her legs her breathing got faster.  I played with her for awhile, enjoying the way she reacted when I touched her pussy.  Before the kiss broke I could feel a hand on my lower back.  It wasn’t Blair’s, but rather the guy she’d just finished sixty-nining with.  He leaned in and we shared a hot three-way kiss as Blair took my hand and moved it down his body.  We stroked him together, then sank to our knees and pleasured him with our mouths until he came for us.

Continued in Part 3!

There’s a hotel where we spend the weekend a couple times a year.  Jill enjoys the large bathtub; I prefer the glass-enclosed shower.

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[More than a decade ago, having recently returned from a girls’ trip to Las Vegas and, feeling inspired by a particularly gratifying spa day, Jill wrote the following story. I miss the days of profoundly filthy emails in which my wife explored and shared her darkest, sometimes most transgressive fantasies, but for now I’ve got a small collection of old ones, and it’s my pleasure (and hopefully yours) to share this one.]

 

Kirsten, Melanie, Raina, Chris, Blair, Genie and I were heading to the spa for a massage. When we arrived at the spa we were each given robes and told to shower before the massages. The showers were huge, with faucets and showerheads every several feet surrounding a central drain, and wooden benches lining the walls. We thought we should conserve water and just all go in together.

It started off innocently enough, all of us lathering up separately. Then Blair asked Chris if she could help her soap up her back. Chris started to massage her back, then slowly moved down to her ass. She started to fondle her a little, and she could see that Blair was enjoying it. She slowly moved her hands around to Blair’s pussy, and was excited to find her hot and wet.

Chris knelt in front of her and began to stroke her while kissing and running her tongue along the insides of Blair’s thighs. When she couldn’t take it anymore, Chris spread her open and began to feast. Blair was moaning intensely as Chris continued to please her with her mouth.

After awhile, Chris turned her around to face the wall. Blair braced herself against it with her arms and stuck her ass out. Chris began to rub her tight ass with a finger, then slowly pressed it inside. Blair’s moans got louder as she felt Kristen vigorously finger-fucking her.

Their show was turning the me on and I began to touch myself. Looking around the shower, I noticed that Kirsten, Raina, Melanie, and Genie were doing the same as they watched. Eyeing me suggestively, Kirsten moved closer, putting her arms around me and pulling me close. I began to massage her thighs and licked and sucked her hot breasts. Her nipples were hard and as my sucking intensified she lowered her hand to her wet pussy.

I bent Kirsten over the bench and spread her open with my hands, savoring the heat as my mouth reached her. I ran my tongue along her lips, licking slowly at first, but then faster and faster. As I fucked her pussy with my tongue, Kirsten rubbed her clit.

Then she flipped over and sat on the bench, spreading her legs. She smelled delicious and tasted even better. I devoured her pussy, then slipped three fingers inside her and played with her G-spot until she came. Her moans echoed off of the tile walls as she covered me in her sweet juices.

By this time, Melanie and Raina were standing nearby, making out and caressing each other. The show we were putting on was all but forgotten as they kissed, their hands exploring every curve of each other’s bodies. Melanie had one leg raised up so Raina could feel just how wet she was. Meanwhile Genie was kneeling on the cold, wet tile floor, rubbing her pussy and moaning as she took in the scene before her. I was so turned on by seeing all three of them in such a state of arousal.

Blair and Chris both came over to where I was pleasuring Kirsten. Blair leaned close and sucked my nipples while Chris went down on my pussy. As the same time she had three fingers in my ass and was fucking me hard with them. I came forcefully, explosively, and the three of them took turns licking my pussy clean before coming back up to make out with me.

When we were done in the shower, we all rinsed off, then dried ourselves and put on robes before heading into the room to wait for our massages. The floor was covered in warm, plush carpeting, and there was ambient, relaxing music playing quietly. We all climbed up onto large tables, enjoying the feel of soft flannel sheets underneath us. We waited silently, all of us already feeling very relaxed, and soon seven very hot guys came in to give us our massages. It was a huge turn on to feel my guy peel off my robe and touch my body.

After our massages were finished, the guys suggested we put our robes back on and rest on the massage tables, and then they would be back in to check on us after awhile. But the seven of us agreed that we would prefer to leave the robes off. I felt them eyeing our naked bodies lasciviously as they moved away from the tables and toward the door.

Once we were alone Chris and Kirsten began talking about how hot the massages were, but how there were some spots the guys missed. Blair and I said we could help with those spots, and got up from our tables, then moved to theirs. At the same time, Melanie got up from her table and moved to Raina’s, turning her onto her back and kissing and caressing her body.

I watched from the corner of my eye as Melanie helped Raina down from her table and the two of them began to scissor on the floor, their bodies slowly moving together in perfect unity. Meanwhile Kirsten was lying face-up on the massage table and I was kissing her legs and rubbing the insides of her thighs as nearby, Blair and Chris sixty-nined on the floor. Kirsten appeared to be really enjoying the show, and as I licked and sucked her clit she moaned with pleasure.

I maneuvered her onto her hands and knees and buried my face in her from behind, my nose up against her ass as I spoiled her pussy with my mouth. As I devoured her, she continued watching Chris and Blair pleasuring each other. Her moans intensified and I slipped my fingers inside her, stroking her G-spot hurriedly and awaiting my reward.

She came explosively, drenching my face, my fingers, and my tits, and then she got down from the table. She kissed me hard on the mouth, enjoying the taste of her juices on my lips and tongue, and then we stopped what we were doing and watched what was unfolding before us.

By now, Blair and Chris were scissoring, grinding their pussies back and forth against each other. Their hands were on each other’s hips, guiding them as they moved in sync, and as they moaned togetherI knew they were both close to coming. I didn’t want to miss a second of that, and I noticed Kirsten watching intently as well. Their moans reached a crescendo, and all at once they shuddered and collapsed against each other.

Genie had joined Melanie in licking and sucking Raina’s large breasts. There was no mistaking the excitement on Raina’s face as she slowly sank to her knees on the soft carpeting, and Melanie and Genie sank with her. As they continued to graze over her nipples, their hands met between Raina’s warm thighs.

As Genie and Melanie fingered Raina’s pussy together, they moved from her breasts and the three of them shared a kiss. I grew even more aroused than I already was when I saw their tongues batting playfully against each other. As the kiss grew in intensity Raina pulled Melanie close to her and their mouths pressed together as Genie moved her lips to Raina’s neck, and then to Melanie’s.

After a moment Raina pulled away from Melanie and turned to Genie. As the two of them made out, Melanie kissed Genie’s neck slowly, and then moved to Raina’s and did the same. Finally Melanie and Genie kissed as well, and I noticed that their hands were still moving together between Raina’s dripping legs.

When their kiss broke, Melanie and Genie helped Raina lie down on her back. Melanie spread her legs and began kissing her thighs and teasing her very wet, very needy pussy as Genie sucked Raina’s breasts. Blair and Chris came over to where they were, and as Melanie licked and sucked her clit, they kissed and caressed her feet and thighs, then moved up to her breasts and took over for Genie.

Kirsten and I joined them, and in moments there were six mouths and twelve hands moving all over Raina’s body. Eventually I took Melanie’s place, and as Kirsten and Chris were sucking her tits, Melanie was kissing her thighs, and Genie and Blair were making out with her. I felt Raina’s body tremble, heard her building moans, and I knew she was close. All at once she came, moaning into Blair’s mouth, and her dripping-wet pussy bucked against my mouth as she banged her ass against the carpeted floor. Still, I held on for dear life. There was no way she was going to throw me off of her.

Continued in Part 2!

I saw Avengers: Endgame on Friday. Don’t worry; I wouldn’t dream of spoiling it.

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