Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Lovely Touches a 3-Way Story” Sitting here, In solitude and Not alone. You come to me in a sweet dream. A fantasy. A delicious moment… oh I can taste you on my tongue.Your sweetness oozes, deep into my mouth, that sends shivers down my spine. Thoughts of you conquer me. I forget where I am; I can almost taste your delight….
Are you ready for a naughty story, oh I know you are baby.. let’s begin..
He is lying back on the bed, watching me as the music pumps through the stereo, the base vibrating through us. I'm dancing for him, dressed only in his white cotton shirt and my stiletto heels. I watch as he casually slides his hand down his chest towards his cock, wrapping his fingers around it as I dance.
I slowly move my hands to the buttons, undoing them, but leaving the shirt on, revealing my bare flesh beneath, still flushed from our earlier tryst, the bruises he has given me, beginning their Technicolor show against the alabaster of my skin. He leans forward to reach for me, I shake my finger, and take a step back. He knows that now the control is mine, that he must follow my rules, and that for now, he can't touch.
I let the shirt pool to the floor, standing before him naked, apart from the shoes, he moves to the edge of the bed, I know what he wants, I grind down into his lap, I feel his arms wrap around my waist, snaking up towards my breasts. This time I don't make any attempt to stop him, instead I reach my own arm behind me to pull his lips into my neck.
I turn to face him, wrapping my legs around his waist, our bodies connected, and yet... Not. We melt into a kiss, tongues eagerly seeking each other out. I push him back into the bed, raising my hips to impale myself on him. We both freeze, wanting to enjoy the sensation of filling and being filled for a moment. I grind into him, rotating my hips in lazy circles as he rubs my nipples between fingers and thumbs.
This fucking is the sweetest torture, intense and yet not intense enough, the desire to fuck each other into oblivion too strong to contain for long. He lift my hips, until just the very tip of his cock remains inside me, and then, without warning he pushes up. At once we are a frenzied blur, hips meeting again and again as we fuck.
Orgasm after orgasm rips through me, my head thrown back as my moans get louder. I want to make him cum, want to feel him filling me, pulsating inside me. His eyes meet mine, as I ride him, they tell me he's getting close. I reach down to tease my clit, before offering my sodden finger to him, I see him struggle to control himself as he tastes me, "cum for me" my lips are next to his ear, it is my mantra, and I repeat it over and over again, until finally he throbs inside me, filling me again.
We're so lost in each other that we barely notice the door opening. She walks in, dressed as I requested, she is blonde, her body is as athletic as mine is curvaceous, I grab the handcuffs he tossed aside earlier. Taking his hands I lead him to a chair she has placed in front of the bed. "I have a surprise for you" I whisper in his ear. He looks at her, and smirk, he knows what is to come, it is something we have spoken of often, his desire to see me with another woman. I go to bind his wrists, but stop, it would be unfair to leave him unable to touch himself, besides, he knows better than to move until told to do so.
The girl and I stand face to face, my nerves disguised as shyness, I find myself unable to move. She moves a little closer to me, until our nipples brush. The shock of such contact sends jolts of desire directly to my cunt and I feel myself getting wetter. Finally our lips meet, it is a soft kiss so different from his, it is gentle, tender and lacking stubble. Her fingers find my nipples, and she rubs the pads of her thumbs against the erect flesh in lazy circles.
I turn my gaze to him, seeing the surprise and delight in his eyes as he watches this Sapphic Safuhk tallow tableaux unfold before him. I find my courage, spurred on by the desire shining from his face, and let my fingers wander steadily from her breasts towards her pussy, my fingers are soon slick with her juices, as I run them lightly over her clit. I turn to face him as I slowly bring them to my lips, before sucking them clean.
She takes my hand and leads me to the bed, pushing me back gently. I lie back, spreading my legs, opening myself for her. She kneels above me, grinding her hips into my public bone as she kisses me deeply. Slowly she slides down me, our bodies in constant contact as she finds new places to kiss and lick, until she reaches my waiting cunt.
Every touch she makes is as though I am touching myself, her fingers instinctively knowing each and every inch of me. There is no need for direction, for gentle persuasion to move fingers or tongue this way or that. My fingers twist the sheets as her tongue circles over my clit, two fingers seeking out the very depths of my pussy. My eyes never leave his, my own pleasure so closely tied to fulfilling his fantasy, but he is too lost in his own lust to notice my need for his approval, his fingers playing up and down the shaft of his cock as he watches her taking me.
She moves around me, her tongue never giving up it's place on my clit, until her hips hover above my face. I reach up, running two fingers down from her clit to her cunt, letting them part her, before pushing in. She is as wet as I am, delighting in both the attention and her audience. I nervously let my tongue brush over her hot flesh, tasting her from the source is beyond erotic, impossibly sexual, addictive.
I make slow circular movements, mirroring her own until we are mewling our joint orgasms into each other. Sated, we separate, panting our faces painted with the others juices. Raising myself on my elbows my gaze meets his. His smirk is gone, in it's place a look of pure lust.
He stands, walking towards the ruined bed, his erection standing proudly, dripping with pre-cum, he stalks his prey, graceful and proud as a big cat, before planting himself between us. She moves astride his chest, opening herself for his tongue, as she had just done for me, as I slowly slide down his waiting cock, our lips meet, our two becomes three......... But that, is another story.
