Elliott Mabeuse - Triad

Dani abandoned her seat and knelt on the other side of me. “May I help?”

Alain nodded.

“Here,” she said, moving her finger from where he was currently working on my abdomen, around my navel and down towards my pussy.

I felt dizzy, and my eyes flashed closed as I tried to maintain my equilibrium. It was all I could do not to shuffle in the seat and crush my thighs together for relief.

“Of course, lean back in the chair, Eve.” It was Alain, and I felt him working right there, on my shaved pussy. Sensation roared through me as he eased my legs apart and drew a heart at the very place my pussy opened, adding curly tendrils down each side. I stared down, my hands clasping the sides of the chair for support.

“Perfect.” Dani’s fingers slid in between my pussy lips, splaying me, the chocolate tendrils moving apart as my body opened.

“Oh god,” I blurted, looking at her as she lowered to taste the design with her tongue, tasting the chocolate heart he’d drawn just above the spot where my clit reared up. My hips rocked on the seat. I was unable to stop myself even though Alain was watching us. When my eyelids lowered I noticed the bulge at his groin and I wanted to see his cock.

“Mmm,” Dani said, her breath warm against my sensitized pussy, “this chocolate is too good, and this is the most delicious way to eat it.”

“I agree,” Alain said, barely breaking with the task at hand as he scrolled chocolate along my pussy lips for Dani’s eager tongue to follow.

Sensation swamped me. My pussy was throbbing and I whimpered aloud.

Then Dani paused and wiped her mouth. “Kiss her,” she said, and then returned to her former position, her chocolate covered tongue lapping over my clit. “I know she wants you to,” she added.

“Dani!” I couldn’t deny it though, not after what had gone on that morning. Then Alain cast his piping bag aside and his mouth covered mine. I fast forgot my embarrassment. Melting, I let him posses my mouth, opening to him just as my thighs were open to Dani. His fingers were in my hair as his tongue teased over mine.

Between my legs, Dani was tonguing my slit, up and down, up and down, bringing my climax closer with every stroke.

Alain moved to lick the chocolate from around one nipple-making me cry out loud-and then lower, until he joined Dani at the juncture of my thighs. Sweat broke out on the back of my neck, my pussy creaming.

Dani shifted to make room for him. Her tongue probed my cunt, while he suckled my clit from above. My hands tightened on the side of the chair, locking me there lest I took off. It didn’t take long. My body wavered, and then it rolled over me, knocking me back in the seat.

When I surfaced, it was to the sight of the pair of them locked in a passionate kiss, right there in front of me. Both of them were on their knees, knee to knee, chest to chest. Dani’s hand was on his belt, stripping it open. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. My pussy automatically panged for more.

Soon she had his cock in her hand. It was long and hard and bowed up towards his abdomen. She pushed him onto his back on the carpet and stripped off the rest of her clothing, ready to mount that glorious erection. Sitting on the edge of the seat, my hands clutching at it, I struggled to control my breathing, my body high on the experience. Even while my body was leveling, it was also rising in interest again.

Dani swore aloud when she mounted him, taking that lovely cock inside. As soon as she had him to the hilt, he reached out and touched my hand. When I made eye contact, he gestured. “Sit on my face, please. I want to taste Eve’s chocolate.” He grinned. “I want to be smothered in both of you.”

Fuck! My hands started shaking.

“Oh yes. Eve, I’d love to see that.” Dani began to ride up and down, her hips finding their rhythm on his cock.

Alain gestured again and when I thought about that handsome mouth on my clit I couldn’t resist. Staggering to my feet, I made it over and straddled him, facing Dani. I let him guide me with his hands on my hips until he had me exactly where he wanted me.

The first stroke of his tongue made me cry out, it was too good. The second made me arch and struggle. The third had another orgasm on the horizon.

Meanwhile, Dani was going at it like a jackhammer. I could tell from her expression that she was getting close to her climax. Beneath me, Alain bowed up from the floor, grunting with pleasure, his hands pulling my hips closer. The symbiosis was incredible. I was coming again, fast, and when I hit the jackpot, I felt him move his entire face against me, as I shuddered to completion.

In front of me Dani had clamped down, her hips moving fast as she came. “Oh god, you’re so hard,” she moaned, and then let rip, her knees locked against his sides as she climaxed. Alain tensed beneath me. His fingers tightened on my hips and knew he was coming.

I rolled free a moment later, and I couldn’t help laughing at the mess of chocolate on the three of us. “I hope you have a shower, Alain.”

“Yes, I do,” he replied.

“I hope it’s big enough for three,” Dani added.

“But of course,” he responded, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Dani looked across at me where I was kneeling on the floor. “My only regret is that I didn’t get a photo of you before we messed it all up.”

Alain sat up, wrapped a hand around her neck and gave her a deep kiss. “We can recreate it again, anytime you want.” He looked from one to the other of us, very deliberately. “Anytime you want…”

I couldn’t withhold my smile.

Neither could Dani.

To think I'd gone looking for a box of chocolates! As it turned out, the Chocolatier’s delectable produce was only a small part of what I obtained for Dani’s birthday treat, because we got a sensuous male lover-whenever we wanted-as well.

Jackie walked in the front door, sweaty, dirty and ready for a shower. She pulled her shirt over her head as she went through the living room. “Damn it!” she muttered to herself. “I forgot to put the laundry in the washer. Lenny’s going to be pissed if he doesn’t have a clean shirt for tomorrow.”

She went through the kitchen to the laundry room, undoing her jeans to throw in the wash. A sexy ass surprised her when she reached the doorway. He was home way early and looking good bent over a pile laundry. “Baby, I’m sorry. I remembered a second ago. Go relax, hon. I’ll get it going.”

He ignored her. She added her clothes to the pile he’d started in front of the dryer, eyeing him. Damn, but he was hot in those loose-legged shorts. Unable to resist, she started to reach up under the leg of his shorts to stroke his dick while he reached for the detergent. With his free hand, he waved her off, grunting. Not to be deterred, she grabbed him, causing him to knock the jug off the shelf. The lid popped off, spilling laundry soap on the floor. Mumbling something she couldn’t understand, he grabbed a towel and bent over to clean up the mess. She caressed his ass, asking, “How about a quickie to tide us over?” She turned around to kick the pile away from the washer so they had a flat surface to screw on. He reached over her as she positioned herself in front of the machine. She rubbed her ass against him, watching him dump the liquid over the clothes in the tub.

Smiling, her body unleashed spasms in anticipation. She grabbed his cock, freeing it from the baggy shorts and brought it to her pussy. He grunted, made noises in an attempt to pull away, but eventually gave in. With his length inside her, she moaned,

“Oh, baby.”