Josh our recently-added third in our relationship and I had just had a moment; he’d had a rough day at work, was tense about the election, and needed some relaxation fucked into him. Afterward we’d continued with an intense frot session and were panting from aggressively grinding our sweat-drenched bodies in the late afternoon sun; Josh had cum like geyser all over us. And suddenly Josh spotted Kent who’d either just got home or had watched us. He was marching onto the lanai unzipping his pants and bellowed, “I need a hole. NOW!” as he flung his blazer that he’d worn to his business meeting. He opened his khakis’ wide, pulled his boxer briefs down and unleashed his Anaconda-like horse-dick which was about half-hard.
“My pussy is already wrecked and I came home begging for it. TAKE ME!” Josh begged.
I couldn’t help it; I laughed. Kent had a scowl on his face that was still so handsome it made me melt. And at forty-one he could still easily load us both and probably have more left in his stamina for a third round.
“Get ON it!” Kent ordered Josh and roughly pulled me in for a very rough kiss. As we sucked-face his fingers found their way inside me; I was wet from sweat and desire and he pulled out his fingers painfully and brought them up to taste. “Mmmmmmmm,” he moaned and then kissed me with the taste of me on his lips and tongue as his fingers dug even deeper inside my needy hole.
I could tell when Josh’s well-trained mouth engulfed Kent; for a moment his tongue and lips froze and he sucked in breath before resuming his marauding in my mouth. At some point he pulled back just enough that his lips fluttered against mine when he said, “Mind if I do the boy first?”
“The BOY,” I laughed giddily back against his delicious lips, “is no BOY I can tell you!”
Kent laughed and clutched me tighter with his one arm and his fingers inside me. I felt my husband’s body move as his hips pistoned into Josh’s eager mouth; his head was wedged in between us and his blond gelled hair both bothered and excited my dick and nuts as Kent pounded him into me.
“Don’t forget we have Shirley and Dan coming here before dinner; so make sure you have time for both of us.”
“Fuck I forgot; thanks for reminding me.”
Such romantic sexy-talk I know; but that’s real life for ya.
“Gimme that cunt!” Kent growled.
Josh scrambled up quickly and bent over without Kent having to move. I was displaced but hey Kent’s raging hard-on took precedent. Josh was bent at the waist with his long legs wide apart and had his hands on his butt-cheeks holding his entrance open for Kent. “Don’t go east on me,” he said unnecessarily.
Kent attached Josh’s pussy with one rough thrust. Josh yelled (a bit too loud even with the privacy our double lot offered) at the thrust but ended the long syllable with a, “FUCK YEAH!” as Kent’s huge dick began pummeling him.
“Wet and tight!” Kent exclaimed. “Like a boy should be.”
Josh’s hands were now clutching the lounge to keep him from being driven over onto his face. “Use me daddy!” he said and despite it being ridiculous it was hot as fuck.
Kent grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into an even tougher kiss as he pile-drove Josh relentlessly. His other hand steadied himself on Josh’s tiny waist and the hand on my neck returned to my hole and both worked my sensitive needy channel and held me close. My head swam and when Kent began rubbing my prostate I gasped in abandon.
From there he didn’t relent and my own memory of what was going on was mostly my own body floating as he edged me expertly with his long fingers on my pleasure nub and sucked my face for all it was worth. Every time I was gasping on the edge of blowing my wad he lessened the pressure and cadence of his stroking inside me and I hovered again then just so slightly edged off. It was a LONG ride and without Kent’s strong hold on me through my hole I would have fallen; my body long past having muscle control of my own.
All the while the slaps as Kent violently pounded into Josh’s already-ravaged hole echoed in the edges of my consciousness along with his yelps and grunts and Kent’s and my moans into each other’s mouths. When Kent finally pulled away from both my lips and from my love-nut it was to growl loud and long with a few last brutal thrusts and then to stay shoved in as he grunted through his release. I grinned as he grimaced and reminded him, “Save some for me babe!”
“You’re. Fucking. Next.” he grunted still expelling his nut-load.
In the background Josh was cursing and complaining how it stung in his sore cunt and thanking Kent for every drop and begging for all of it. Kent finished by kissing me again; this time his big hand just held my ass.
When he stopped cumming he continued kissing me. I felt Josh slowly falling forward and pulled away from Kent. As a blotchy PLOP accompanied Kent’s fat dick-head’s exit I began to sink to my knees to taste the bounty; but Kent had other ideas. He caught me under my soaked arm-pits and pulled me up. “Leave the lube,” and he pushed me toward the lounge. “On your back so I can see you hon.”
I got around Josh and positioned myself as he had found me earlier though this time with my hands holding my ankles wide in the air. I looked at Kent longingly and enjoyed the sight of his humongous slimy dick waving in the early evening breeze.
Kent’s eyes smoldered as they raked over my body and returned to my eyes. I was always overwhelmed at the knowledge that this stud this amazing man loved … me. And lusted for … me.
Josh reached for Kent’s dick maybe to fluff him a bit after he’d just cum. But Kent batted him away without breaking our eye contact.
“You had yours,” he said without rancor and walked around Josh on the end of the lounge and crawled onto it.
“Fuck the only thing I like better than getting fucked is watching you two fuck. You’re amazing,” Josh said as he moved around to face us from the end of the lounge.
Kent never said a word. He lined-up and pushed inside me. I gasped at the initial stretch and burn but also tingled and buzzed as he filled me. As he was bottoming out his bushy pubic thatch ground into my sac and added to the sensations and his lips met mine again.
This time the kids began gently as his monster dick began slowly stroking my prostate inside me. My body’s buzz amplified by about a thousand percent and his intensifying kiss caused me to lose any awareness beyond our connection.
God he fucked me; hard and long and fast and deep and then slow and thoroughly and then rough with loud grunts and commands to TAKE IT. My dick was rock-hard and drooling a puddle of pre-cum that ran down my inclined body through my abs to my groin and pubes; I felt it running as I felt his dick possessing and owning my insides. He masterfully edged me with his cock’s angle, pace, and force against my prostate and had me babbling long incoherent moans.
My body soared and glided and drifted through waves of bliss as Kent relentlessly rutted and I interspersed moans with encouragement and begging. I was vaguely aware of Kent’s musk and saw his shirt soaked-through with sweat. I struggled to pull it the rest of the way out of his open khakis and pulled it over his head. He smiled through the contortions of his efforts as I brought his shirt to my face and inhaled deeply; I felt his dick throb inside me as he watched me.
I looked him in the eye intensely as I again brought it to my nose and again inhaled dramatically. “Your hole clenches when you do that,” he said with smoldering eyes.
My hole clenches whenever I catch your scent husband,” and I worked to clench harder on him.
“Oh fuck yeah!” he growled and began pummeling my prostate.
I clenched harder again and did my best to not show the effort. He fucked me even harder and I worked him until he was letting out strangled moans when I gave it all I had. I felt him thickening inside me and knew I could pull him over the finish line. And just like that I erupted myself with a few quick jabs on target from his dick; and then my hole was clenching and spasming around his thrusts.
“Oh fuck Al you’ve got me there. Oh fuck. OH FUCK! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
I felt his dick so huge and hard inside me when it began to pump. His body had become rigid and motionless as his first eruption came through and seared my insides and he cried-out a long groan of relief. And then he pumped into me again and again and finally gasped and finished.
“God I’m so fucking sensitive,” he laughed and held his dick inside me.
I couldn’t help myself and clenched around him.
“Awwwwww FUCK!” he yelped and giggled.
I did it again and enjoyed him playing along with raucous laughter and pleas for mercy.
“All you have to do is pull it out,” I taunted him.
To which he lowered his torso against my cum-splashed own and was nose-to-nose with me. Very softly he said, “If I didn’t ever have to I wouldn’t,” and then kissed me softly but deeply.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuck,” we heard from behind us.
Kent jumped and then laughed. “Good thing I took my shirt off. Not so much my pants I guess!”
I looked around Kent and saw that Josh had jacked himself into a spray up Kent’s back; not bad. I told him so.
“You two are so bleeding HOT!” he told us.
Kent and I together motioned for him to get up to us and when he did we engulfed him in our arms and shared a sloppy three-way kiss.
I snuck a look at the clock. “Uh guys I’d love to keep going but Shirley and Dan will be here in fifteen minutes.”
“I’ve got to tell Kent what I told you,” Josh said urgently.
I smacked his ass with one hand and hooked my other arm over his shoulder around the back of his neck. “You’ve got this,” I told him facing Kent where he’d stopped in his clothes-hobbled tracks heading toward the door to our bedroom.
“Crikey now I … “ Josh stammered.
Kent looked at me seriously. I got the message. “Josh what about I pass it to Kent?”
Josh turned to look at me and then decided against it. And he proceeded to tell Kent about his financial prospectus for the immediate future.
Kent listened and when Josh was finished took a step to where he could wrap his arms around Josh and pull him and me tight. After a very long hug Kent said into our boy’s shoulder, “I really like the part about you falling in love with us Josh. Thank you for being with us boy.”
I felt Josh shudder and held him tighter myself. “Josh to be clear we didn’t invite you for a visit; we invited you to move in.”
“I know but what if … “ he began to protest.
“I don’t know what if; life happens and we live it,” Kent said. “
“What I do know,” I chimed into the serious moment, “is that Dan and Shirley are great friends. But I suspect is us naked and reeking of man-stink and sex when they get here before dinner might strain that friendship. Eleven minutes guys.”
We ran inside for the shower laughing and Kent slapping both our asses behind us since his pants were still half-on and he couldn’t run as fast. If we had more time I’d tackle him and have a go at that hairy masterpiece of an ass of his!
