Rex Gordon - Menage a quatre - 36 Hours of Pleasure

"I think I do. Judy explained it."

She turned Brandon toward the bed and pushed him backward so that his legs were over the side.

"I've wanted to do this since the moment I met you, but I was afraid," she said, and she went slowly to her knees on the floor.

Brandon went back on his elbows, and wide-eyed, he watched as she took his cock in her hand and smiled up at him.

Her mother had never told her not to do this, but her mother had never caught her doing this. That made it easier to overcome than the life-long fear of masturbating herself. She had practiced with Rick and with Armand, and she had practiced other things with Judy.

"It's a nice cock," she said, almost as if she were speaking to herself.

She put her hand all the way around it and stroked it up and down, her hand gripping the outer flesh as she slid it over the hard, inner rod.

"I've been waiting three years for you to do that," Brandon said.

"And I've been waiting three years for you to do it." As she finished her sentence, she pulled his cock toward her and wet the head with just the tip of her tongue.

"And that too," he said.

"Oh, yes."

With her tongue, she touched and touched and touched again – and with each touch, he shuddered.

This was like lovemaking, yet it was more than lovemaking. It was a powerful sensation, that filled them with not only pleasure but anticipation.

"Suck it," he said. "Please suck it."

Leslie smiled to herself, knowing she was teasing him. She kept her tongue moving, not yet covering the head with her lips, and he started to bounce his ass off the bed like a little boy in a tantrum.

"Please, please," he cried.

"Okay," she said, and still holding the shaft, she brought her mouth all the way over the head. She closed her wet lips over her teeth and pulled his cock into her mouth, continuing to roll her tongue.

"It's good. Yes, it's good," he said.

She let his cock slide over her tongue and out from between her moist lips and she looked up at him. "I know it's good," she said, and she felt her power.

She rose to her feet and looked down at him.

"What are you doing?" he said.

"Slide back," she said, and she grinned at him.

For a moment, he resisted obeying her, but finally he crawled back on his elbows and ass.

"I'm going to give you the fuck of a lifetime," she said, and she crawled backward and sat on his lap with her back to him.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Rick and Judy against the wall. They were watching Brandon and Leslie, but they were stroking each other too. If they wanted a show, she would give it to them. This would be her first real fuck with Brandon, yet it would be her truest lovemaking.

She spread the crack of her pussy as she backed into her husband's lap. Then she took his cock in her hand again, and drew back on it.

Armand had taught her the ways of her own pleasure, and she rubbed the pliant, wet head of Brandon's cock against her clit and the soft tissue inside the folds. For the moment, she felt the pleasure only at her clit, yet she anticipated a greater pleasure to come.

"Nice," she said.

"It feels so damn good," Brandon said.

She moved it back and forth, gathering the wetness of her pussy against the wetness of his pre-come. She felt the pleasure at her clit, and she knew he was feeling the pleasure as well, but this could not go on forever. She had started this thing because she wanted to fuck him – and fuck him, she would.

Still holding his cock, she slid it down the crack and to the opening. Until two days ago, it had been tight from the lack of use and knowledge. Now, even the anticipation of sex caused her pussy to moisten and flower and to engulf his cock.

Moaning, Brandon slid all the way inside her. "Oh, God!"

"Yes," she said very calmly, and began to move forward and backward over his belly, up and down over his cock. He moaned his approval and she smiled at his pleasure.

In the doorway, Rick turned Judy into his arms, but Leslie did not care about them now. Leslie cared only about Brandon and herself and the pleasure she was giving and receiving.

Until now, she had been gentle and loving. She loved Brandon so much, but this was not supposed to be about love. She began to gyrate more violently with her tits swinging from side to side, and even her bouncing tits gave her pleasure now.

"Yes, oh, yes. Fuck me, Brandon."

"Yes," he said and he started to bounce up at her, his back arching from the bed, his cock thrusting even deeper into her pussy.

"This is fucking," she said. "This is what I have always wanted. Yes, I have always wanted you to fuck me like I have never been fucked before. Oh, damn you, Brandon. What took you so long to do this?"

"I didn't know. Oh, yes. Fuck me, Leslie. Oh, yes, fuck me. Pleassssse."

"I am, I am," she said, breathing harder.

Up and down she went. Around and around she went. She was fucking him, yes, but he was fucking her too, and it was how it should have been forever.

Her time with Rick and Judy had been good. Her time with Armand had been good too. They had taught her, and she had learned from them so that now she could fuck the man she wanted to fuck above all others. She wanted to fuck Brandon and she was doing it. She had wanted to fuck her own husband so bad and for so long.

In the doorway, Rick and Judy were fucking against the frame. Judy leaned forward and Rick fucking her from behind.

Only Armand was without a fuck, and he was not even in the room anymore.

"Come for me, Brandon. Come for me."

"Yes, I will. I'll come for you. I'm coming for you. Yes, I am. Oh, yes, yes. This is it. I love you so much."

"And I love you, and I love fucking you even more."

"Yes. Yes," he said.

Brandon's body went stiff, with his ass of the bed, but his cock stayed hard, and she felt the gush inside her. Even as he came, he tried to rock up at her, tried to give her even more pleasure.

After a moment, he slowed and stopped, and a bit later, his cock slipped from her pussy, and she saw the smile that remained on his lips.

Oh, what a delicious feeling, she thought.

"Leslie, you are unbelievably great!" Brandon said.

"We'll straighten things out. Oh, damn, yes we will. I can feel that you're already straightening something out. Oh, that felt so goooood. I'm so sorry about…"

"Shhh."

"We're going to have a hell of a time when we get home," Judy said from the doorway as she and Rick stepped toward them, holding hands.

"Yes," Brandon said. "But Leslie and I have a lot of catching up to do on our own."

"Not yet," Judy said, and she and Rick joined them on the bed.

Judy and Leslie sat next too each other, and each man cradled his own wife and fondled her breast.

"I have a bistro to open," said Armand, now fully clothed but you are free to stay until I can join you again this evening."

"Perhaps," Judy said.

Not a chance, Leslie thought, and when Armand went downstairs, she looked from Judy, to Rick.

"Damn, I love fucking," Leslie said.

"Don't we all," Judy said.

"It was worth the trip," Brandon said.

Judy turned to Leslie, and brought her tongue to Leslie's in a delicious air kiss.

"I've learned enough here," Leslie said. "Now let's all go back to the hotel and fuck each other's brains out."

"Oh, yeah," Brandon said, and he nuzzled Leslie's ear. "Let's all go fuck."