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I opened the door, surprised to
find Jack standing there. We had exchanged e-mail and had chatted on
ICQ more times than I could count. Still, when Collette had invited me
to her home for the weekend, I thought we would be alone. Jack’s
presence was a complete shock.
"Jack," I spoke kindly extending
my hand, "what an unexpected surprise. Please, come in."
Jack shook my hand as I stepped
aside to allow him entrance into the warm home of Ms. Collette. The
early morning light of the hot Florida sun lit the home in a brilliant
flare. I shut the door after Jack had entered; sealing out the heat
that would be oppressive by mid afternoon.
"I did not expect you to be
here," Jack said to me a look of disappointment on his face.
I smiled at Jack and released a
short grunt of laughter. "I did not expect you either. It would seem
Collette wanted us both here. That’s all that matters, so welcome."
Jack stood there looking at me,
his hand absently stroking his goatee. The disappointed look did not
entirely fade, but it lessened. "Agreed. Where is Collette?
I began leading Jack deeper into
the house, past the entranceway, down a short hallway, to the large
living area that overlooked the swimming pool. Collette was lying on the
couch, her legs slightly spread. A loose, diaphanous white gown
draped over her body. Her eyes were closed, and she was sleeping
peacefully. A soft smile was playing at the corner of her mouth as
she dreamed of happy times.
I motioned Jack to take a seat,
and he relaxed in an armchair overlooking the couch where Collette
slept. I lowered myself to kneel by Collette. I gently picked up her
hand and slowly began kissing her delicate fingers. I planted soft
kisses on the tip of each digit, using my own hands to gingerly
massage her palm.
Stirring slightly, Collette opened
her beautiful eyes. "Lovely, Dennis. Simply lovely." She turned her
head slightly to look at me. Smiling she spotted Jack sitting in the
floral armchair. "Jack!" Collette squealed in delight. "I am so glad you
made it." She had drug out the word so, emphasizing how happy she
was. "Come here."
I crawled to her feet and began
massaging them as Collette kissed Jack a passionate kiss, snaking her
tongue into his mouth. She kissed him ardently, probing his mouth
with her tongue. Jack kissed back with equal fervor, enjoying his
greeting.
I continued to massage, kiss,
and lick Ms. Collette’s feet as she and Jack chatted about his trip from
Atlanta. They were talking like old friends, and I realized that
they were. It never ceases to amaze me how close you can get to
someone with an e-mail relationship only, but I could read the love
Jack felt for Collette written on his young face.
"I have always wanted to be
pleasured by both of you at the same time. That is why both of you
are here." Collette was smiling as she spoke, her eyes becoming large
with the excitement of the situation. "Jack, Dennis, please take off
all of your clothes. Slowly, I want to savor this moment."
I slowly lowered Ms. Collette’s foot
to the couch and stood up. I lowered my hands and pulled off my
shoes, setting them next to the couch. I pulled my socks off and set
them in my shoes. I glanced briefly at Jack to watch him pull his
shirt over his head. I followed suit and pulled my shirt off as
well. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off my naked feet. I
stood there briefly in just my underwear, glancing nervously at Jack
doing the same. I had never been naked in front of another man in a
sexual manner. This was different than an after-workout shower.
Turning away, I slowly removed
my underwear to stand naked before Collette and Jack. Jack turned
slightly as well, and removed his underwear, setting them in his own
pile of clothes.
Collette was grinning at our obvious
discomfort. Collette rose from the couch, and let her silk gown drop to
the floor. The three of us stood nude in the warm, sunlit room. The
exquisite form of Collette captivated my eyes. The swell of her breasts,
the taut shape of her throat, her long, shapely legs. She was a
sight to behold and I found myself becoming aroused, my penis
growing firm as I stared at this vision before me. I kept my neck
tight, not glancing at Jack, though I knew the response that Collette
was having on him. She was perfect, and I told her so.
"Thank you," she breathed her
voice raspy with excitement. She gripped my hand in hers, and then
she took Jack’s hand as well. She led our nude, excited bodies to
the stairway that ascended to the bedrooms. Jack and I walked side
by side, Collette leading us up the stairs. Her beautiful ass swayed
provocatively, guiding us like a beacon on a cold winter’s night.
Arriving at the top landing,
Collette led us to the master bedroom. A large waterbed, covered with
red satin sheets dominated the room. Two dressers stood vigil in the
room, one on either side of the bed. Collette released our hands and
made her way to the bed. She climbed into the bed and spread herself
out on the slightly swaying mattress.
"Jack," she whispered, "climb
between my legs and eat me. I want to see how quickly you can get me
off. Dennis, kiss me, show me how much you love me with your lips
and eyes."
Jack climbed onto the bed,
sliding his hands up Collette’s parted legs. He planted his face between
her thighs, and began to rapidly slide his tongue up and down the
moist opening to Collette’s pussy.
I walked the short span to climb
onto the bed, kneeling by Collette’s head. Her brown hair spread out
angelically around her, contrasting artistically the red sheets. I
looked down at her, staring into her deep, brown eyes.
Jack was licking the moist
cavern of Collette’s sweet sex. His tongue flicking across her hard clit
in a rapid side to side motion. Tickling, massaging, and stroking
the hardened nub with his tongue. He brought his hand up and began
pistoning two fingers into her moist sex, as his tongue continued to
scrape along the sensitive flesh of her clit.
Collette’s fingers dug into the bed,
gripping the satin sheets and twisting the material into tight,
little balls. I continued to kneel at Collette’s side, staring into her
face. She was beautiful, and I whispered it to her. I gazed into her
face, my eyes drinking in the visage of this remarkable woman. I did
love her, and I knew the emotions could be read on my face.
Collette stared at me, her eyes
boring into mine. Her lips were parted slightly as a soft moan of
pleasure escaped them. I lowered my face to hers, keeping my eyes
staring into hers. I could see into her soul, and she could read
into mine. We were connected as I brought my lips to hers.
Jack pistoned his fingers
faster, as he brought his left hand up, sliding his palm along the
heated skin of Collette’s thigh. He used his left hand to pinch Collette’s
clit between his thumb and finger, gripping the flesh, pulling it
upwards. Collette began bucking her hips with the exquisite pleasure she
was receiving, and I could read that pleasure in her eyes.
I planted my mouth on hers, my
tongue snaking into her mouth passionately. Our tongues danced
against one anothers. A lover’s tango, a waltz that led our hearts
around in a symphony of desire. My eyes remained glued to hers, the
emotions I was feeling pouring through them in a brilliant burst of
green. Our tongues continued to dance as Collette began moaning loudly
into my mouth.
Jack was tweaking her clit with
his left hand, his right hand still pumping two fingers into Collette’s
dripping sex. Jack lowered his mouth again and began gumming the
exposed flesh of Collette’s pussy, tasting her, and pleasuring her. Her
pussy was leaking musky, sweet juices as her sex contracted in
pleasure, gripping Jack’s fingers. Jack’s tongue probed the delicate
flesh of Collette’s sex, licking the gently lips of her pussy.
My tongue remained against
Collette’s as she continued to pant, exhaling hot bursts of air from her
lungs into my mouth. Her breath was hot, and I savored it. My eyes
remain planted on hers, as my mouth continued to passionately
wrestle hers.
Her bucking became stronger as
she shuddered in orgasm. Her sex was dripping with her excitement,
and her mouth closed down on mine, her teeth biting my lip,
painfully. I did not pull away; instead I rode out her orgasm, the
bed shaking with the convulsions of her body. Her breathing became
stronger, her breath now snaking out her nose to bath our lips in
its warmth. Her hands continued to grip the sheets, twisting and
turning the red fabric.
Collette released her grip on my
lips, smiling broadly. Jack continued to stroke the sensitive flesh
of Collette’s pussy as her breathing slowly returned to normal. "That
was heavenly, Jack, thank you. Now, what I would like to see is you
two kiss."
I hesitated, and I could read
the hesitation on Jack’s face as well. Could I kiss another man? I
did not want to, had no desire to at all, but could I. I climbed off
the bed, and stood beside Collette. I looked at Jack, at the
consternation that played across his face. He was asking himself the
same questions I was. Could I?
It dawned on me, as I stood
there, pondering Collette’s request. I was not asking myself the right
question. The question was not if I could, but if I would. To pose
the question to myself this way led to the proper response. Could I
would yield I can’t if I did not do so, but would I would lead me to
I won’t if I did not comply. Realizing this, that I could not say I
won’t to Collette if at all possible, I slowly crossed the room to stand
beside Jack.
He had watched me cross to him,
realizing that I had made my decision. I closed my eyes and slowly
leaned in to kiss Jack. I planted my mouth against his and pressed
firmly. My tongue did not snake into his mouth, and my eyes remained
closed. I finished the kiss and pulled my head back. My tongue
played over my lips and I could taste Collette on my tongue, a
delightful, arousing taste.
"Wonderful," Collette breathed a
smile of delight playing across her face. She was watching us,
reading our faces. She had watched the kiss and was delighted with
it. I could see the happiness written on her face, and I reveled in
it. Her happiness made me happy.
"Now," Collette whispered, "I want
you two to switch place. Jack, kiss me, convince me how you feel.
Dennis, eat me, but take your time. Make this one last."
Jack and I crawled to our
respective places to once again bring pleasure to this captivating
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