Rex Gordon - Menage a quatre - 36 Hours of Pleasure

Judy had her hand around his cock, and was forcing him back to the bed, but that was fine. This was new, and different, this was -

"Is she in the other room?"

"She's fine. She's safe."

"Is somebody with her in there?"

"Nobody's with her.

Brandon lay back, with Judy on top of him now, spreading her legs. Her clit was glistening wet as she pulled the knob of his cock through that wetness and massaged it against her clit.

"That feels almost too good as a fuck," she said.

"Fuck me," he growled.

"Oh, tough guy. Sure. Ooooo," she said. She eased the head of his cock to the opening. Then her pussy seemed to swallow him upward.

"Bend over, sweetheart," Rick said.

"Yes," she said, and she began a slow, gyrating motion of her pussy over Brandon's rock-hard cock. Her tits swung gently from side to side and she wore a tiny, evil grin.

Even as he enjoyed the pleasure, Brandon wondered about Leslie. Was she waiting in the other room to be fucked by him and Rick he wondered, but he could not wait for an answer.

"Where is she?"

"Shhh," Judy said, and she brought her mouth to his in a vicious, sucking, biting kiss.

He could see Rick behind her with his hard cock in his hand. He saw Rick spread the cheeks of her ass.

Judy's tongue only momentarily disentangling from Brandon's. "Easy, Rick, easy. That's a brand new hole back there."

"Yes," Rick said.

"Fuck her ass," Brandon said, his own cock getting even harder inside Judy.

"Yes, fuck my ass," Judy whispered. Then, even as she kissed Brandon, she grunted and moaned.

Brandon was shocked to feel the additional pressure inside the cavity of her pussy, but the pressure was not from her, but from Rick's cock that was on the other side of the wall separating cavity from cavity. It was an additional thrust of pleasure to Brandon, but he sensed it to be an ecstatic pleasure for Judy.

Her breath quickened and she bit down on his tongue.

"Ow," Brandon said.

"Shut up and fuck," Judy said, releasing his tongue.

Brandon did as he was told, and Rick continued to pump into her ass. It was three way fucking, something Brandon had dreamed of, thought of, but something he had never done, and something he could never even imagine doing with Leslie.

Why was he doing this? Why was he betraying Leslie again? "Oh, yes, it's so good," he cried out.

"Yes," said Rick.

"Fuck me, fuck me," Judy said. "Both of you fuck me. Oh, God, I can't stand it. It's so good!"

"Oh, yes, yes. Oh, damn yesssss," Brandon hissed out as his come gushed into her. His brain went numb and his whole body rippled with pleasure.

"Yes," he said finally.

"Damn you guys are good. Yes. Oh, damn, damn."

"Yes, damn," Rick said. "Damn!" He was coming too.

"Good," Brandon said, and he reached the crescendo of pleasure. All three of them had come, but at what price? Where was Leslie? What had happened to her?

"It will soon be time to open the bistro," Armand said.

"Are you telling me I have to leave?" Leslie said.

"No, of course not. I just wanted you to know you will not be able to stay here all day."

Naked, she leaned up on one elbow, and twirled her fingers through the curls at his chest.

"You're a good teacher, Armand," she whispered

"And you are a good student," he said.

"Oh, my God!" Leslie said, when she saw Rick standing in the doorway. He was totally naked, and Leslie pulled at the sheet to cover herself.

"It's just me," Rick said, and he grinned.

"Where's Judy?"

"She'll be along shortly."

"I invited your American friends to return so together we can give you more lessons," Armand said.

"I … I don't know what to say," Leslie said.

"Come on, Leslie," Rick said. "Don't tell me you're getting shy again. Besides, you don't have to say anything – you just have to do."

"Ah, and she will do many things my friend. You will see how much she has learned."

Leslie was embarrassed that Judy was not there yet, and she knew neither what to do, nor what to say. It was Judy who started her on this new path of liberation, but Judy was not with them now, and she felt concerned that she was betraying a friend.

"When will she be here?" Leslie said.

"When you've had some more fun. After all, you haven't made it with two men yet," he said.

"Neither has Judy."

Rick frowned. Then he nodded, smiled and stepped closer to the bed, his cock bobbing at her face.

"But-"

"No 'buts'. She doesn't want to take any pleasure away from you," Rick said.

Leslie tried to keep her eyes focused on Rick's, but she could not resist the temptation, and lowered them over his chest, his stomach, and cock.

"Go on, my friends," Armand said.

Leslie licked her lips as she watched the bobbing member. Then, as if from years of practice, she reached out and delicately balanced her fingertips under it. She slipped her tongue from between her lips, and brought it to the salty wetness of his pre-come. Strangely, it had a champagne taste, but it was far from sweet.

She rearranged her hand and gripped his cock more firmly. Instead of taking the head all the way into her mouth, she began to lick, as if she were licking a lollypop. It was the way Armand had taught her and the way she had seen Judy do it with Rick.

"Mmmmm," she said. Still on the bed, she went up on her knees.

As she savored the taste of Rick's cock, Armand was behind her, and apparently he liked what he saw. He gripped her ankles and spread her legs apart. He stroked her ass, fingered her pussy, and crawled closer to her on his knees.

"What are we…"

She licked.

"Going to do when…"

She licked again.

"… when Brandon comes to Paris?" she said. She finally finished her sentence, then pulled most of Rick's cock into her mouth.

"I guess you'll have to let him join us," Rick said.

She brought her mouth quickly away. "That's not funny."

"I wasn't trying to be funny. You're doing a bang-up nice job on my cock."

Armand was doing a bang-up job too, as he had all night. He released her legs and lifted under her belly, pulling her more to her knees.

"Pussy only," she said, letting Rick's cock pop from her lips for just a moment. Her ass was for Brandon, if he wanted it, she thought, and she went back to working on Rick's cock with her lips.

"Of course, only the pussy," Armand said. He pressed his own cock against her and her pussy seemed to devour it, sucking it deep inside.

"Such a strange girl. She does not want the cock in the ass."

"Shut up," Leslie said, then she hummed her approval at the way Armand was stroking her pussy. It was so hard for her to believe that just two days ago, she had been so repressed. Now she felt freedom, and she wanted to do everything there was to do – everything but one.

She liked the way Rick's cock felt in her hand, and she liked the way Armand's cock felt in her pussy. Armand move in and out of her, jamming as far as he could go, and she kept wiggling her ass, wanting him to jam it in even farther.

It was a deliciously new feeling to have one cock in her pussy and another in her hand and mouth, and she rocked her ass back against Armand, as she rocked away from Rick's cock. She set up a kind of slow and gentle ballet of carnal pleasure, forward and backward. Cock in her mouth, cock in her pussy, cock sliding backward, cock sliding forward. In and out, back and forth, oh, yes!

She loved when she had this kind of control, but the men were getting excited and they were losing their own control, and they were moving too fast. It was no longer a ballet, but a slam dance, and that was good too. Armand was slamming his cock into her pussy. Rick was moving his hips, thrusting back and forth as if he were fucking her mouth.