Gr8playM8s

Gr8playM8s

M58 F55

Caught By Surprise

January 12 2016

I have been thinking about our MFM experiences, quite a bit actually if I'm truthful. Thoughts of all kinds of MFM play excite me but the one that I really keep daydreaming about is this one.

I am sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed as per your instructions. I have carefully selected a favourite corset, one that makes me feel comfortable. I can feel the coolness of its fabric against my skin, the fit of it pushing the fullness of my breasts up, exposing them to the cool air in the room. A coolness also felt against the nakedness of my pussy. You take my hand and ask me to stand up, the silkiness of my stockings allowing my thighs to part easily as I uncrossed my legs to rise off the bed. I reach down to check my garter straps are still firmly in place, but you lift my chin up towards you. I feel the pressure of your lips on mine as you bend down and kiss me so deeply, your hand slipping down to my throat holding me firmly in place and balanced, as you lean in and whisper in my ear, 'I am here, you will feel me and you will hear my voice, but most of all I want you to feel and enjoy the cock I have found for you. Don't move baby... stay where you are for me. Be still'.

You release my hand and move away from me. My senses become alert, heightened in anticipation of what is about to begin. The sound of the room's door mechanism releasing as it open seems louder than usual. I hear muffled voices from the hallway, my ears straining to glean any tangible words that will provide some insight into what is about to happen.

I pick up the feint scent of cologne. It’s not yours. I tilt my head to the side, listening but only hearing the jangle of belt buckles and the sound of zippers being undone and clothes sliding against skin and the thud as the weight of them hit the floor.

My skin feels like it is on fire from the crackling of the electricity in the air. There is someone standing beside me. Is it you? There is a sudden softness of lips against the side of my neck, nibbling, gently sucking and kissing. My response automatic as my head tilts backward further exposing my throat and my vulnerability, as a moan of intense pleasure escapes me as hungry lips continue their exploration.

Then suddenly my senses register movement. There is someone else behind me. Is it still you?

The skin so soft and the scent in the air. I’m sure it’s you. It must be, I rationalise to myself.

I feel an arm slide around my shoulder. I can feel the body heat from the skin. They are so closely pressed up against me from behind, but then barely. Is it your arm? It reaches across my chest to find that place at the base of my neck that has been left moist from the previous attention.

The touch of fingertips so light against my skin as they trail down across the top of my chest, outlining the swell of my full breast, my excitement evident from the hardness of my nipples, now peaked and straining. I hear the slow steady breathing against my ear, rhythmic, deliberate. Your scent penetrates my senses. I feel my heart beat harder knowing that it is you as I feel the softness of your lips also work on my neck.

Your hand cups my breast, thumb rubbing my nipples. They are so hard, my ache to feel more is evident as I arch up, only to feel you move your thumb away as it is replaced with the wetness and warmth of a mouth that sucks it in firmly, making me catch my breath. The sensation racing along the nerve endings, making my breasts swell even more. I feel them being cupped and offered up for the taking, I feel a hunger coming from the mouth that is now lavishing its attention on them.

The sensation of warm air being blown softly against the lips of my pussy and strong hands gripping the top of my thighs registers just as a second burst of air falls gently against my skin. I feel the lightness of touch on my ankle and a head resting against my groin, the closeness of a mouth, lips and a nose to my quivering, wet pussy is not lost on me. And as a journey of exploration begins, fingertips slowly following the inside silhouette of my legs, I feel the intermittent touch of a tongue on my clit, the sensory overload causing me to literally become weak in the knees.

Strong hands grasp my arse and pull my hips forward exposing more of my pussy. The warm wetness of the tongue slowly and deliberately circling its outline, from the bottom of it all the way around to rest on the clit. Long, slow deliberate strokes moving in sync with the hand travelling up from my ankles to the top of my thigh.

Reaching their destination, the hands part the folds of my pussy and the tongue settles against the length of her, her wetness opens her up and the sensation of long fingers sliding into me makes my legs tremble in anticipation.

As I lay there absorbed in the pleasure of that moment I am caught by a sudden realisation. There is not two as I expected, but three set of lips on my body and there are three set of hands. A grin forms on my face. That means there are three cocks and all just for me.

I feel a shudder of excitement reverberates and a deep moan escapes. As I feel strong arms guide me, leaning me forward and positioning me on the edge of the bed, the last tangible thought I realise I will be capable of having is ‘Come fuck me please’.

Comments

  • naughtyplay85

    17 Feb 2022

    Sounds awesome,, Id love to join your private group party

  • EroticDominace

    01 Aug 2017

    so sensual erotic and wow

  • clarky1976

    27 Jun 2017

    Very hot and horny made me want to be there

  • bedger1000

    23 Apr 2017

    Beautifully written and wonderful sensuality....

  • lovetobefull

    03 Feb 2017

    Nice. Very similar to my husband who loves seeing me being fucked and then watching me milk him dry. I'm so horny reading this now.

  • ajaussie

    15 May 2016

    wow....great story