4. Do you express your sexual pleasure with moans, groans, sighs, and other noises (provided that you are actually turned on)?
a. Yes, each time I have sex (90-100% of the time).
b. Yes, on most occasions (70-89% of the time).
c. Yes, on some occasions (40-69% of the time).
d. Yes, on a few occasions (10-39% of the time).
e. Yes, but only on special occasions (1-9% of the time).
f. Never, not even when I am really turned on.
A.  While I am pretty sure that I do make noise everytime that I have sex, I’m completely certain that I don’t make anywhere near as much noise as Jill does.  Our sexual dialogue is practically a one-sided conversation and I can barely get a moan in edgewise.  The big difference between the two of us is that while Jill makes noise almost constantly throughout, I tend to moan primarily during my orgasm(s), at which point I’ll let loose with a flood of “Oh fuck”s and “I’m cumming”s.

5. Do you talk to your partner in a sexually explicit way?
a. Talking dirty is one of our favorite activities.
b. Occasionally, I like to talk dirty with my partner, and I do it with ease.
c. I talk dirty with my partner, but it feels awkward.
d. I would like to talk dirty with my partner, but I don’t dare for fear of being judged or ridiculed.
e. I would like to talk dirty with my partner, but she/he isn’t into it.
f. I don’t talk in such a way because I think it is inappropriate.
g. I don’t talk in such a way because I can’t bring myself to do it.
B.  I think I talk dirty to Jill more than “occasionally”, but I don’t do it every single time.  This isn’t because of any inhibition on my part; on the contrary, I enjoy not only the act of talking dirty but also my wife’s reactions to my dirty talk.  She is the kind of person who best enjoys sex when all of her senses are engaged (as am I), and seeing or feeling the arousal that results from a few judicious dirty words is an immense thrill for me.  There was a time when I wasn’t comfortable talking dirty, not because I was unconfident in myself, but because I didn’t think the recipients would be receptive.  Jill makes it easy.

6. What kind of animal do you most sound like when building to a climax?
a. quiet little mouse
b. low moaning wolf
c. screeching beluga whale
B.  I’m inclined to go with the low moaning wolf if only because nothing else really fits.  I’m definitely not a quiet little mouse when I climax – though I notice that the question specifically references building to a climax, not the climax itself – and I don’t think my noises are screeches, exactly.  No, I would say that my sounds are definitely moans, and while I’ve never thought of them as wolflike, I suppose that’s accurate.

Bonus: Which do you prefer comfort sex or thrill-seeking sex? Why?
Comfort seekers value deep intimacy, quiet engagement and trust over time of familiar relationships. For them sex is best as a safe, loving nurturing space.*
Thrill seekers value wild energy, adventure and novelty; they are willing to try open relationships, testing themselves outside average sexual practices. These folks crave a place to push the boundaries of new experiences.*

Jill’s Answers

1. How do you feel about giving anal sex (penetration with penis, finger or sex toys)?
a. I love it.
b. I enjoy it.
c. I’m ok with it.
d. I don’t really enjoy it.
e. I don’t enjoy it at all.
f. I have never given anal sex.
g. I have never given anal sex, but would like to start.
F.  I have never given anal sex.  I can’t say that I would like to start, as it isn’t a particular turn-on of mine.  I would never rule it out, and if a lover wanted to be pegged I’m sure I would gladly oblige him or her.  And I imagine that wearing a strap-on dildo would be fun and probably very sexy.  But it’s not Jack’s kink, nor is it mine, and so far it hasn’t come up.

2. How do you feel about receiving anal sex (penetration with penis, finger or sex toys)?
a. I love it.
b. I enjoy it.
c. I’m ok with it.
d. I don’t enjoy it at all.
e. I have never received anal sex.
f. I have never received anal sex, but would like to start.
A.  I love it.  When done correctly it can be so intense and gratifying.  If I’m masturbating at the same time my orgasms are sure to be out of this world.  We don’t have anal sex very often, maybe every couple months when we are able to dedicate enough time to it and can ensure that it will be the wonderful experience we know it can be.  Given that my first time having anal sex was such an awful experience that bordered on sexual assault, I think it says a lot about me that I enjoy it so much today.

3. How do you feel about getting undressed in front of a new lover, for the first time, as he/she watches you?
a. It’s a turn on for me.
b. It turns me on a little bit.
c. I like it, but only because it gets him/her going.
d. It does nothing for me.
e. I don’t like doing it because I am shy.
f. I don’t like doing it because I think it’s immoral/improper.
A.  I think it can be really hot, especially if I then get to watch them get undressed as well.  It’s even better if I get to help.  I am a natural exhibitionist, and I get off on showing my body to interested parties.  In fact, it’s been a very long time since I got undressed in front of a new lover for the first time.  I’d like to see about recapturing that feeling.  I might even put a little booty shake into it!

4. Do you express your sexual pleasure with moans, groans, sighs, and other noises (provided that you are actually turned on)?
a. Yes, each time I have sex (90-100% of the time).
b. Yes, on most occasions (70-89% of the time).
c. Yes, on some occasions (40-69% of the time).
d. Yes, on a few occasions (10-39% of the time).
e. Yes, but only on special occasions (1-9% of the time).
f. Never, not even when I am really turned on.
A.  I am naturally very loud during sex, and even when I am trying to be quiet, I am often unsuccessful.  If I have to be quiet due to a sleeping baby, or in-laws in the next room, I can probably stifle about 90% of the noises I normally make.  That other ten percent, though, is really fucking loud.  Good thing my daughter is a sound sleeper, and both of my in-laws are partially hearing-impaired.

5. Do you talk to your partner in a sexually explicit way?
a. Talking dirty is one of our favorite activities.
b. Occasionally, I like to talk dirty with my partner, and I do it with ease.
c. I talk dirty with my partner, but it feels awkward.
d. I would like to talk dirty with my partner, but I don’t dare for fear of being judged or ridiculed.
e. I would like to talk dirty with my partner, but she/he isn’t into it.
f. I don’t talk in such a way because I think it is inappropriate.
g. I don’t talk in such a way because I can’t bring myself to do it.
A.  I don’t know that it’s one of our favorite activities, moreso than, say, oral sex, but it is a regular part of our sex life and something that we really enjoy.  I definitely do it with ease, and I would like to think that I’m really good at it.  It’s very exciting for both of us, and it adds dimensions to the fantasy aspect of our sex play.

6. What kind of animal do you most sound like when building to a climax?
a. quiet little mouse
b. low moaning wolf
c. screeching beluga whale
B. During regular penetrative sex I tend to moan loudly.  While my voice is low, the volume is anything but.  However, if Jack is either fisting me or sucking my toes, I definitely sound like C., the screeching beluga whale.  The sounds that come out of my mouth when these things are happening have probably given our neighbors nightmares.  There are times when I try to sound like A., a quiet little mouse, especially when there is a risk of being overheard by people who wouldn’t want to overhear.  But no matter how much I try to muffle myself with a pillow, I just can’t.

Bonus: Which do you prefer comfort sex or thrill-seeking sex? Why?
Comfort seekers value deep intimacy, quiet engagement and trust over time of familiar relationships. For them sex is best as a safe, loving nurturing space.*
Thrill seekers value wild energy, adventure and novelty; they are willing to try open relationships, testing themselves outside average sexual practices. These folks crave a place to push the boundaries of new experiences.*
This is a really difficult question for me to answer.  I desperately want to say that I prefer thrill-seeking sex, in part because I really do enjoy it, and in part because I know that that’s what Jack will answer.  I enjoy stepping outside my comfort zone, or even being pushed outside of it.  I find that I’ve enjoyed every thrill-seeking sexual experience I’ve ever had, and I’m open to trying just about anything if the circumstances are right.  I love the excitement I get from performing in front of a crowd (or even one other person).  I love sudden, spontaneous sex in risky locations, and masturbating in the passenger seat while Jack drives.  I love the thought of being in the center of an orgy, with hands groping my flesh, tongues licking every inch of my body, and steel-hard cocks probing my openings.  I am a fan of pushing my limits, and I want desperately to contine to do so.  But the reality is that I am more of a comfort seeker.  I love the connection that I have with Jack, and if I had to choose I would gladly take that connection over anything else.  While I value an exciting, new sexual experience, I value the safety and stability that I get from sex above all else.

*Adapted from Susan Mernit’s blog

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The effects of long-term handcuff usage by Jill during our last The Naughty Hangout photoshoot and the sex that followed it.

-Jack

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do you do pegging?

No, we don’t.  That’s not to say that we have anything against the act itself; we know how popular pegging is amongst many of our fellow bloggers, and we understand that the male prostate is a hotbed of nerve endings and that the pleasure the recipient receives from pegging is potentially very great.

That said, pegging isn’t something that turns either of us on.  Perhaps Jill still subscribes to more traditional gender roles, because more often than not she prefers being the sub to my Dom.  If one of the two of us is going to be anally-penetrated it’s going to be her.  Jill cannot say whether any of her hesitation is due to her not wanting to do it wrong; having been forcibly ass-fucked by an ex-boyfriend the need to go slow and use plenty of lube is not lost on her.  But if that has anything to do with it, it has less to do with it than the simple fact that she’s just not into pegging.

In the interest of being GGG*, I am of the mindset that there is nothing wrong with pegging beyond the fact that it’s not my particular kink.  Were it something Jill was interested in trying, I would gladly indulge her, as she is that important to me, and considering how many of my fantasies she’s allowed to come true, it’s only fair to reciprocate.  However, I can admit to being relieved that pegging isn’t something Jill is interested in exploring.

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*Good, giving, and game.  Per advice columnist Dan Savage, this refers to being good in bed, giving equal time and equal pleasure, and game for anything—within reason.  Coincidentally, Savage is responsible for popularizing the term “pegging”.

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-Jill

He parked down the block so the neighbors wouldn’t see his car.  It wouldn’t be good for his wife to find out that he’d come home in the middle of a work day.  It was a long shot, of course; chances are that no one would mention it to her.  But if they did she’d ask him why, and eventually she’d catch him in a lie.  Best to just avoid the discussion altogether.

Ten minutes until she arrived.  That was just enough time to take a quick shower and shave away the stubble that had amassed on his cheeks.  Her thighs were sensitive, after all, and he tried his best to be mindful.  He had a brand new bottle of Skin Bracer he was looking forward to splashing on.  He knew the scent drove her wild.

Though he was looking forward to a warm shower, he wished they had time to shower together afterward, as he imagined they would both need to clean up before returning to work.  But even without the shower he would be cutting it close, and despite the longer-than-usual lunch break she enjoyed on Wednesdays, he knew she would be hard-pressed to get back to the office on time.

He looked forward to the day when they’d be able to get together in the evening, or perhaps on a Saturday.  He would pull out all the stops for her:  Rose petals on the bed, champagne and strawberries.  They could take their time, maybe even fall asleep in each other’s arms, and then shower.  That sounded blissful.

He walked upstairs, checking to make sure the ringer on his cell phone was at full volume.  He didn’t want to miss her call.  He probably should have just left the door unlocked; that way he wouldn’t have to rush through his shower, and she could walk right in, strip down, and join him.

He opened the bedroom door, and glanced inside.  Apparently he wasn’t the only one taking a midday break.  Hastily and noiselessly, he shut the bedroom door and hurried down the stairs, stabbing at the buttons on his phone as he went.  When she answered, he didn’t wait for her greeting before he spoke:

“How about your place?”

Once again Virtualsin has provided us with TMI Tuesday questions.

The Cure – Let’s Go To Bed from Martin Zulić on Vimeo.

Jack’s Answers
1. What size (King, queen, full, twin)?
Queen, though it may as well be a twin on those nights when the baby finds her way into bed with us.

2. What mattress construction (conventional springs, air bed, water bed, Tempurpedic-type)
Whatever it is, I wish it was a little bit lower, because I’m not the tallest guy out there, and it’s very humiliating having to stand on a stack of phone books when I’ve got Jill bent over the bed and we’re doing doggy style.

3. What type furniture (just a frame, headboard/footboard, canopy, trundle, etc)? Describe.
It’s a race car!

4. If your bed has headboard/footboard or bedposts, have you ever been tied to them? Ever tied anyone to them? For what purpose? 
Though I have never tied anyone to the bedposts on our bed, I most certainly have been tied to them.  As I am not submissive (nor is Jill particularly dominant), it was not for sexual purposes.  On the contrary, it was for the purpose of exorcism.

5. What kind of sheets (cotton, linen, silk, flannel)?
No love for rubber sheets?

6. What kind of blankets (cotton, wool, thermal, electric)?
Um…they’re white?

7. What’s on top (bedspread, duvet,…)?
Hopefully you.

8. What kind of pillow (down, foam, fiberfill)?
I use a couple fiberfill pillows.  I have an aversion to down; if I wanted to sleep with something that would repeatedly stab me in my sleep I would still be with my ex.  I’ve slept with two pillows since I was probably thirteen or fourteen; one would go under my head, while the other went under my arm in much the same way that one might place their arm around a lover while sleeping.  It actually fucked up my sleep habits for quite awhile, as not only could I not sleep properly with only one pillow, but also when sleeping with a woman I found that I had to raise my arm to a much higher angle then I was used to when putting it around her.

Bonus:  Fill in the blank and answer question.
If _____ comes over, will you let them fuck you on your bed? Yes or no.
Rick Santorum; no, although I know he wants to.

Jill’s Answers


1. What size (King, queen, full, twin)?
We have a queen bed.  I’d love to have a California King for those nights when the baby ends up sleeping in our bed.  Though a queen is nice for cuddling.

2. What mattress construction (conventional springs, air bed, water bed, Tempurpedic-type)
Pillowtop.  It’s got a nice fluffy cushion on top.  It may not be the biggest bed I’ve ever slept on, but it’s one of the softest.  Before we got married, Jack had a very nice queen bed.  It was very comfortable, but it didn’t have a pillowtop mattress, and when I moved in that thing went into the guest room.

3. What type furniture (just a frame, headboard/footboard, canopy, trundle, etc)? Describe.
Right now it’s just a frame.  We had a headboard but during our last move we decided to get rid of it.  It didn’t attach to the frame correctly, and every time we had sex it would just bang against the wall.  Plus it didn’t have any slats or other means of attaching restraints.

4. If your bed has headboard/footboard or bedposts, have you ever been tied to them? Ever tied anyone to them? For what purpose? 
Our bed has no tie points of any kind.  However, when we stay at Jack’s parents’, we sometimes make use of the very distinctive headboard in their guest room.

5. What kind of sheets (cotton, linen, silk, flannel)?
Right now we have 800-thread count Egyptian cotton, which is really comfortable, especially when the weather is warm.  During winter, there is nothing like flannel to keep us warm.  Well, except for body heat!  We’ve never tried linen or silk, and satin sheets made us slide right off the bed.

6. What kind of blankets (cotton, wool, thermal, electric)?
Our blankets are cotton.  Unlike our sheets, we generally use cotton blankets year-round, though depending on the weather we usually have anywhere between one and three separate blankets on the bed.

7. What’s on top (bedspread, duvet,…)?
A down comforter wrapped in a duvet to keep it clean.  It’s normally only on in wintertime, though.  In summer it’s usually discarded and left on the floor, or at the very least not on the bed when we’re sleeping.

8. What kind of pillow (down, foam, fiberfill)?
I have down pillows.  I love that they are malleable and can conform to the shape of my neck.  With other kinds of pillows I find that I sometimes wake up with a stiff neck.  We do have one Memoryfoam pillow, but usually Jack crams it under my ass when we’re fucking.

Bonus:  Fill in the blank and answer question.
If _____ comes over, will you let them fuck you on your bed? Yes or no.
my college roommate’s husband (who I wrote about here); yes, especially if I can suck Jack’s cock at the same time.

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The following is a story an ex-girlfriend wrote for me years ago.  I had evidently saved it to my computer, as I recently found it in a text file on a CD.  I was hesitant about posting it to the blog; she wrote it for me and did not give any explicit permission about sharing it further.  On the other hand, the one proper name in the story has been changed to protect the innocent, and I have no contact with the individual who wrote it.  I think I’m in the clear on this.

Monica and I were at a club, hoping to pick up a couple hot guys.  We were both dressed sexy as usual, and it wasn’t long before we attracted some attention.  Two sexy guys approached us, and the four of us spent some time flirting before we went out onto the dance floor for awhile.  We did some bumping and grinding in front of floor-to-ceiling mirrors, to the delight of many onlookers.  Soon our moves had the attention of everyone else on the dance floor, and the rest of the crowd gathered around us and watched as our moves became more and more sexual.  As one of the guys rubbed up against me I could feel his erection pressing into me through his pants.  It really got me hot, and I pressed back.  He began to caress my tits through my top.  By this point I was soaking wet.

After a couple songs, we went to the bar where the guys bought us drinks.  While Monica and her guy stayed at the bar and talked, my guy took me to a booth.  Our conversation was short-lived and we started making out almost immediately. His hands snaked up into my top and under my bra, and he played with my nipples.  When I told him that I was wet, he wanted to see for himself.  But I went one better and I opened my jeans to let him have a feel.  In seconds, my pants and my panties were down at my ankles, he had three fingers inside my dripping pussy, and his tongue was down my throat.  He rubbed my aching clit with his thumb and I came in no time at all, and then I licked every drop of my juice off of his fingers.  That’s when I noticed that everyone in the bar was looking our way, including Monica and her guy.

The guys were really horny, and so were Monica and I.  We decided to continue the fun someplace more private.  My guy invited us back to his penthouse apartment and we eagerly accepted.  It was a long drive and Monica and I made out in the back seat while my guy did his best to concentrate on the road and not crash.  In the passenger seat, Monica’s guy watched and cheered us on as our play intensified.  He was a little disappointed when we arrived at the apartment and had to stop making out, but Monica and I assured him that we were not done yet.

We took a very long elevator ride up to the guy’s penthouse.  We hung out by the bar and he put some music on the stereo.  He made us all cocktails, and even though there was nothing on anyone’s minds but getting off, we continued to flirt a little.  Eventually Monica and I had the guys take a seat on the leather sofa.  As they sipped their drinks, we put on a show for them.  Dancing sensually in time to the music, we stripped down to our bra and panties, then crawled over to the couch where we gave the guys lapdances.  We writhed and gyrated against them, feeling their arousal through their pants.  Eventually I removed my bra, leaving just a tiny black thong.  My tits hung free, and I rubbed them up and down against my guy’s quickly-hardening package.  

It wasn’t long before my guy made it clear that he needed relief.  He opened up his pants, freeing the enormous hard cock that I enjoyed feeling on the dance floor.  His shaft was big and thick, and his head was purple.  I swallowed it whole.  He moaned in ecstasy as I sucked him deep, and licked him up and down.  I looked over to Monica and I saw that she had also lost her bra.  Her man’s cock was almost as big as mine, and as he titty-fucked her, she sucked him too.  I got back to the task at hand, enjoying the sounds of the two guys’ pleasure as I savored each lick.  

Monica’s guy came first.  He grunted and groaned as he shot his come right down her throat.  I heard her satisfied reaction to his orgasm, and I stopped what I am doing just long enough to watch her swallow his load.  She didn’t miss a drop.  Then I dove back down onto my guy’s cock and I finished him off.  While I sucked, he warned me that he was close, and he pulled his cock out of my mouth.  Excited for his release, I leaned back and watched as he jerked off all over my face, showering me with warm white sweetness.  

I wanted to watch the guys get undressed, but Monica had other ideas.  She pulled me close and slowly licked my face clean.  Then she kissed me so that I could taste some of my guy’s come.  From there we moved into the bedroom.  Monica and I got on the bed so that we could enjoy each other’s bodies.  She lay down and I kissed her neck, then sucked her breasts.  I kissed down her belly, then let my tongue drift ever so close to the juicy lips of her pussy.  She sat up, and then got on all fours so that she and I were face to face.  We kissed passionately, our mouths open, our tongues batting together playfully.

Monica’s guy came up behind her and took her from behind.  She gasped as he entered her.  At the same time, I felt my guy come up and do the same to me.  He was so big!  He buried his cock all the way inside me and grabbed my shoulders as he began to fuck me.  Monica and I continued to kiss as they fucked us, and at the same time my guy reached around to play with my throbbing clit, giving me another very intense orgasm.

Monica pushed her guy down onto the bed and got on top of him, impaling herself on his impressive length.  Soaked in sweat, she rode him like a cowgirl on a wild stallion, bucking hard and fast as he pushed her ever closer to the edge of climax.  As my guy fucked me, I was entranced by the sight of Monica’s beautiful ass, undulating rhythmically.  When she came she moaned loudly, almost screaming with the pleasure of it all.  Her release was beautiful to behold.  

She collapsed on top of him, quivering silently.  I couldn’t help but lower my own hand to my clit.  My guy’s hand was still there.  Together, we moved our fingers in a circular motion, and I came again.  At the same time Monica climbed off of her guy’s still-hard cock and took him in her mouth, sucking voraciously.  She was focused on his orgasm, and I was so focused on watching that it took me by surprise when my guy announced that he was about to come.  His body tensed up, his hands tightening on my hips.  

Monica’s guy was coming too.  She took him all the way down her throat past her gag reflex, and swallowed all the come she could get.  Even with a huge cock in her mouth, she made hungry noises like a baby being fed.  It was at that moment that my guy started coming, filling my pussy until I was so full that I literally couldn’t take another drop.  He stayed inside me for a couple minutes, his throbbing hardness sending shockwaves through my entire being.  I felt sweat drip from his chest onto my back and down my ass as he leaned against me, his weight on my shoulders and my hips.  

My guy pulled his slowly-deflating cock out of my depths, and I felt his load drip out of my pussy and down my thigh.  Monica lay next to me and I kissed her, enjoying the taste of her guy’s cum on her lips and on her tongue.  I was still so horny.  She suggested that we take a shower together, and led me by the hand into the master bathroom.  A beautiful glass-enclosed marble shower stall took up one entire wall.  She turned on the hot water and pulled me in.  By this time the guys had walked in.  Monica asked them to join us but they were spent, and they just wanted to watch.  It was just as well, because I wanted her all to myself.

Monica braced herself against the shower wall and stuck her ass out.  The sight was a welcome invitation.  I slipped two fingers inside her, and then three.  All the while I was massaging her clit with my thumb.  She came in seconds, and then I dropped to my knees and devoured her ass and her pussy from behind, still fingering her clit.  She tasted like the sweetest nectar I’ve ever tasted.  While we played, the guys remained on the outside, slowly re-energizing thanks to our show.

When Monica had had enough, we got out and dried off.  In the bedroom we found the guys hard and ready, and they both wanted me.  Monica sat in a comfortable chair in the corner of the room, and masturbated while I dropped to my knees.  They held their cocks in front of my face as if presenting them for inspection.  I knew exactly what to do.  My mouth wasn’t big enough to fit both of those enormous things at once, so first I dropped down onto my guy’s cock, getting it nice and slick while I stroked the other guy with my hand.  I switched immediately, taking Monica’s guy’s cock down my throat and stroking my guy.  Then I switched back.  I took a few minutes this time, feeling my guy grow more and more turned on as I sucked him rapidly.  

I continued like this, sucking one and stroking the other, until they couldn’t take anymore.  It was a shame, because I hoped to make them both come on my tits.  But they had other plans.  My guy took me to the bed.  He lay down on his back and I got on top, feeling his thickness invade me.  His thrusts were powerful and I rode each one, my tits down low enough for him to suck as his cock pumped harder and harder into me from below.  We quickly found the perfect up-and-down rhythm, and I felt myself ascending.  

A sensation of coldness distracted me.  Something was being applied to my ass.  I recognized it immediately as lube.  Monica’s guy was behind me, rubbing it vigorously against my tight pink bud.  When I was good and lubed, he gently worked a couple fingers inside.  I had never felt anything like this before, and I wanted the feeling to continue.  I didn’t want him to stop, but I was disappointed when he pulled his fingers out of my asshole.  They were quickly replaced by his pulsing cock.  

The feeling was intense as he pushed his way inside me.  I had never been fucked in the ass and it was so intense that I started coming right away, one orgasm after the other.  Soon, I was squirting, my pussy drenching my guy where he lay.  A huge wet spot formed on the bed beneath him, but he didn’t miss a beat.  Meanwhile Monica’s guy held my tits, pulling me back toward him as he fucked my ass.  Both guys fucked me for longer than I ever thought I’d be able to stand it, filling me in ways I didn’t think were possible.  As one man buried his cock to its base, the other slowly withdrew.  When that one was deep inside me, then the other one was withdrawing.  They were fucking me in perfect sync, each movement wracking my body with thunderbolts of ecstasy.  

My chain of orgasms continued, each one more intense than the last one.  But soon the tightness of my holes was too much for them.  I could feel their cocks growing harder inside me, and they moaned together as they started to come.  Soon they sent load after hot load of come deep into my pussy and my asshole.  This almost sent me over the edge, and I fell against my guy’s firm, toned chest as Monica’s guy collapsed against me.

Their cocks were still dripping as they pulled out of me.  I rolled off of my guy and onto my back.  They brought their cocks up to my mouth, and this time I managed to cram both inside at the same time.  I licked and sucked every drop of cum from their shafts, then worked on keeping them hard.  I stroked them against my waiting mouth, hoping to make them come again.  

At the same time, I felt Monica’s tongue on me, cleaning my pussy.  When she was done there, she lifted my legs in her hands and lapped teasingly at the cum that leaked from my ass.  The feeling of her lips and tongue drove me wild, and I started stroking my clit as the guys beat their cocks up against my face.  We all climaxed together in a chorus of very satisfied moans.