Date: Wed, 23 Sep 2020 09:10:13 +0100
From: Kachar Ricuchi <kacharricuchi@gmail.com>
Subject: Cindy, Laura and I: a threesome 24

XXXV

Cindy sure knew how to heat up the evening furthermore. She put herself
in control and we happily followed her play. We knew how this was going
to end; it was worth it. So Cindy started directing: "Laura get up! You
are already hard, good! You will be Denise, Cindy's neighbor. So you have
just finished your Yoga session, you are sweaty, and, as usual, very
horny. So you crave to get off, on your own, in the wet freshness of the
morning. Come on! Get up and grab the armchair with one hand at arm's
length... imagine it is the edge of the deck, move your hips forward so
to approach it and insert your cock through the balusters, rest your body
on the top rail and extend your hand over it to grab your cock." Cindy
was a bit bossy, but Laura did just that, all as she said, on the
invisible rail, tiptoeing as a natural reaction because she was a bit
short, with her eyes closed, feeling the effect of her pleasure,
outdoors, alone. She was truly into it as she kept lengthening her arm to
hold the chair and pushed her hips back and forth and her cock was
pointing down soothing it with her other hand while her breast flowed at
the rhythm of her body. And I could picture her perfectly, with her
breasts hanging beyond the top rails, its lower edges slightly crushed
over the rail and therefore inflating them with widely expanded areolas
and pointy dark nipples. "Yes, that's it Laura... you look really into
it. Are you high on pleasure?" Laura could not answer, she was somewhere
else, she was very wet in the crotch, she was fully enjoying it. "Now
you, Claire...go to her. You know what to do" said Cindy. I sure did.. I
wanted it badly. I looked at Cindy as she was still spread on the sofa,
looking intensely at Laura. I was already hard, she did not notice, I got
close to Laura's bum fast and ready. Cindy had managed to find a double
headed dildo, the ones she likes best, and was inserting it slowly into
her. She loved to imagine it was a real one, like ours, and would handle
it as enthusiastically as us; I often asked myself if she did not feel
the same as us, the pleasure of a real cock, and then better: she could
insert it in herself at her wish. She was really into the scene as she
interjected "Look girls, I am Claire!", with her hand pumping the dildo.
Oh girl!

I had spilled all my seed and the flower was still virgin. No way I would
be able to gather my cum from my skin, yoga mat and floor and insert it
in the flower. I had to come again. As it happens, with my neighbor and
her friend still getting at it with a frenetic intensity and I still
lying down facing up I caught again the luminous face full of pleasure of
my neighbor, eyes closed, enraptured in her cloud. But in a blink of a
second as she flew in that state of arousal she opened her eyes, staring
directly at me as I was still intent on enjoying watching her in her
pleasure. That stare launched a jolt through my spine ending at my cock,
which started its revival; the smile that followed gave a whole lot of
energy to its lengthening; as she pushed her hips forward to give me a
better glimpse of her sizeable cock wet with cum I hardened fast. God I
wanted to eat her. She may have thought I was a girl not like her since
she could see my large tits with its swollen areolas but not my fully
engorged cock. But she surely did grasp how much she made me horny. As
far as I knew she was teasing a girl. I needed to remedy that. She had
closed her eyes again and her mouth was back shut pressing her lips to
contain all her pleasure. I had to show her mine: I wanted her to know we
were alike and that she fascinated me. So I swiftly moved to lie on the
floor with my body on the edge of my patio. Now, the next time she looked
down, she would be able to see me from head to toes: tits flowing
sideways, flat stomach, long hard cock, firm balls and muscled thighs.
There would be no doubt I was like her. I let out a shriek, as if
reaching a high note in my self-pleasure trip. She opened her eyes again
and I saw precisely the sway of her eyes over the length of the newly
found body and the smile again, larger this time, when she stopped to
stare at my groin, where I was pumping my glistening cock which was
producing a fantastic amount of pre-cum. I raised my free arm towards her
as a reflex to my wish to hold her cock. I think this made it for her:
with a few strong strokes and a suite of low shrieks she came onto the
void and I watched the raining sperm as in slow motion: I could see as
each jet split into drops, each drop reached the floor. I opened my hand
to get some to the raining semen to no avail; the first jets fell into
the lawn, and a couple of the last ones reached my tits and neck. She
seemed happy that I had shared her seed. Now I heard her tell her friend
to let it all out deep in her asshole. Oh I wish I could be inside her.
But now she knew who I was. Now I knew that she got excited with me. Was
there still a need for the flower? Oh yes. More than ever. And I was
still to come.