M. Pelletils - The Memoirs of Mitzy, Volume 1

She almost shouted this last, and at the same time her fingers were poking my dilating slit at a fantastic speed, bringing me to the verge of coming myself. Our fingers were flying in and out of our dripping slits, while Jim stood over us, masterfully jacking his gorgeous dong. Telma and I had our orgasm at the same time. Crying out in lust, we spurted our spunk over each other's fingers, and at the same time our writhing bodies were wet with long gushes of lukewarm whitish sperm, bursting from Jim's prick as he came. Long before the last drops of slimy spunk had left his cock we were at each other with open mouths, licking the lovely spunk away from each other's body with a fierce delight.

Shaking the last drops of spunk from his slackening prick, Jim let himself down in the chair again, leaving us to ourselves. After this first introductory round of lovemaking it took us some time to calm down enough to have another bout.

Telma and I took it easy for some time, only very lightly caressing one another. Kissing in a most relaxed and satisfying way, fondling our breasts and sexual parts, without really rousing the other to a pitch where one could not stop and just had to come…

Jim served another round of drinks and we talked about the hotel and the things some people do when they think they can't be seen. It's really amazing the way some people break away from their usual inhibitions as soon as they get away from home. Otherwise completely “normal” men give reign to their latent homosexuality and pick up the first pretty boy they see. Women go dyke hunting as soon as they are away from their legal husband or take the first bloke which offers them a stiffer or bigger prick than their husbands can give them. Sometimes I think it would be so much easier on a lot of people's lives if they shared their partners' wishes a little bit more and talked about their needs and longings. If everybody just did that, a completely new society would develop and a lot of unhappiness would be avoided.

Take for instance Jim and Telma. If they didn't each have the understanding of the other, they could be very unhappy indeed, but they have solved all their problems by giving and taking. By allowing the partner all his or her whims they are a lot better off than some people I know.

Telma told us about the time she worked as a stripper and some of these stories were so exciting it slowly worked us into our next activity. She sure had her proper dose of premarital loving, and her activities included men as well as women. As soon as she had married Jim she had told him her penchant for lesbian love, and although he had not liked the idea of his wife making love to another woman at first, he had told her to go ahead. The first time she had taken a girl friend home to have some tribadic pleasure she had told him about it and they had arranged for him the possibility to look in on them. She had done everything possible to give him the maximum in amusement, and after the girl friend had left she had gone over to the other room and found him busily jacking himself off. Traces of spunk on the floor proved it wasn't exactly the first time he had come, and they had made love in a most satisfying and furious way. After that day Jim never regretted giving Telma consent to have lesbian affairs on the side. In fact; he was very grateful for her to have introduced him to this sort of thing, and when she had let him take part in these affairs their love life had become even more exciting and pleasurable.

At this point in her vivid description Telma and I were fully rested and more than ready for some more lovemaking. Jim was still slumped in the chair. He was still fully dressed, only his drooping prick hanging from his trousers. The poor thing was covered with his spendings and it looked so pathetic in this state of complete rest. The first thing we did was help him undress so we would be able to enjoy ourselves all the better. Once having him naked we started to make love to him like two prick-hungry bitches, trying to bring his cock to erection again. Telma fondled his balls while I tried to bring on his hard-on by sucking the head of his dick.

I don't know what he had done during the day, but he must have been fucking another woman, for no matter how much we tried, letting our hands play with his prick and balls in the most skillful way we could muster, taking the most seductive poses while we did it, we couldn't get him erect again. I was just about to focus my attention on Telma again and have some loving with this delightful girl when she decided to take matters in hand and go to more drastic means in getting him hard again.

“It's no use like this, Mitzy. I don't think we will succeed like this. My darling must have worn himself out during the day and now he needs a slightly stronger means of getting roused again. You just wait till I come back and keep on frigging his prick… I know what he needs and I won't be a second…”

Telma left the room and I continued to play with Jim's prick and balls. Looking up when Telma came back to the room again, I saw she had brought a heavy leather belt with her and my eyes lit up in pleasure when I understood what we were going to do with it. Jim's eyes also lit up with the same sort of pleasure and he looked at his wife with understanding.

“You're so very thoughtful, Telma. Nothing will bring this cock of mine back to life faster than a couple of lashes from you… especially when Mitzy keeps on playing with my prick and balls the way she is doing. But don't forget to frig yourself, because you know you will need all the wetness you can manage when I get hard again and want to penetrate your cunt. You know how hard I get with this sort of thing…”

Telma smiled at him, and standing beside him she began to flagellate him with all her might. Like Jim had requested, her hand was between her legs, busily working on her cunt lips and swollen clitoris. Seeing her go at it I became highly excited and doubled the speed of my hand frigging his prick, wondering how long it would take him to get it hard again.

I could hardly believe my eyes when his cock, so soft and useless only a couple of minutes ago, started to swell in my hand, growing bigger and bigger with every stroke of the lash Telma wielded. I couldn't believe the proportions his dong was taking… it was a plain miracle! Never before had I seen his prick take the size it had now, and it still seemed to grow!

The bulging glans had a fiery red glow and drops of pre-fuck appeared from the tiny slit. The throbbing stem became slippery with every drop of pre-fuck running down it… my hand was sticky wet with the stuff and the whole thing excited me terribly. I was getting to be quite an addict to this sort of mild sadism, and I knew I had to do something with my burning twat.

The moistened cunt lips were open to my fingers and when I pushed two of them between the hairy swollen lips Telma threw the lash away with a groan, while Jim freed himself from my hand. Pushing Telma in the chair he had been sitting on, he went down on his knees in front of it with his rock-hard prick in his hand. Telma had thrown her legs over the armrests of the chair and Jim directed his whopper to her opened crack, pushing it in to the hilt with one mighty lunge.

Without stopping the fingering of my cunt I came close to them, watching their mad lust through slitted eyes. Jim's gigantic cock was buried in Telma's hairy crack to the hilt when he moved forward, almost pulling it out all the way when he moved back. The veins on the throbbing stem were swollen, traces of Telma's juices clinging to it, streaking the thing with a marvelous wetness. Bringing my hand between their bodies I wet my fingers with the sticky stuff… it tasted like honey when I brought my hand to my mouth and licked it clean of their spendings; seeing me do this, Telma and Jim doubled their fucking speed. They went at it like a mare and a stallion. Telma had thrown her legs around Jim's back and their fucking filled the room with a sopping noise.