040. The Lake House | part 3
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What starts as a regular threesome fantasy at the lake cabin slowly transforms into a light BDSM fantasy of control, spanking, and shared power.
by Sweet Euphoria
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"Shit," My voice sharp and louder than I realized after running my shin into the metal bed frame.
"Well, look who decided to join us, love." Tracey managed to lift her head enough to give me a very sexy glistening smile. "I thought you had fallen asleep up there or something. You were taking so long I just couldn't help myself. I hope you don't mind." Her sheepishly, yet devilish grin said just the opposite. She knew it would take me some time to secure the boat, but it was okay. "Hey, it's fine. Don't worry, I enjoyed the show; can't you tell?"
Sam is out of it; recovering from her obvious earth shattering orgasm. Her breath struggling to return to normal through parted lips. A smile plastered across her face. "Was it good, love?" Tracey knew she'd performed well, but is now in need of fulfillment herself as much as I am, but I am hesitant to do anything without my wife conscious and present.
"Love, are you going to join us for more?" Tracey's lips so close to Sam's, it's so erotic. I keep waiting for them to kiss again, but Sam is too exhausted from her unexpected journey to heaven to move. "No, but you two go have some fun. Max? I love you. Now, please go thank Tracey for me would you?" I leaned in to kiss my wife's cheek just before she called Tracey back. "Tracey? Can you thank Max for bringing you here for me? Don't get too wild because I want to do that later tonight. Just give a little thanks, okay?"
I wanted to jump for joy, but didn't want to seem so interested in sex with another woman while my wife is lying naked and totally incapacitated right before my eyes. But between you and me…I can't wait to taste her, to feel her surround my throbbing cock. God knows how hard this has been for me, watching my wife be fulfilled while I'm in agony. Although, I must admit, it was a most pleasurable agony.
I take Tracey back up to the deck, following her up the steps and enjoying the fabulous sway of her hips mere inches from my face. Her arousal during her time below with Sam is apparent because the trails of wetness running down the insides of her thighs are clearly visible. As she reaches the top, she turns around and blocks my exit, her shaven sex just inches from my face.
I reach behind her and grab her ass, pulling her towards me. The smell of her sex is intoxicating. I run my tongue up the inside of her thigh, nipping it lightly between my teeth. She moans and tangles her fingers in my hair, pulling me in closer. I kiss her glistening folds and allow my tongue to travel between them.
I'd always enjoyed doing this to Sam because she tasted so good, but there is something even more arousing about Tracey's taste. Surely, it couldn't just be because I'd never been with anyone else since marrying Sam. I ease her lips apart with my fingers and probe inside her with my tongue, rubbing my thumb against her enlarging clit.
"I have to tell you, Max" she said, "that no man has ever made me feel the way I do right now". She is gyrating her hips against my face as I fuck her with my tongue and tease her bud with my thumb and her moans get louder by the second. Suddenly, she stiffens against me and her warm sweet juice sprays over my lips and tongue as her orgasm peaks. Her back arches, her head falls back and the grip her fingers have in my hair keep her steady.
Pulling me up onto the deck beside her, she wraps her arms round my neck and buries her face into the only sensitive spot on my neck; the area where the neck meets the shoulders. I can feel her heartbeat increase the closer we become. "Oh God, Max." Her thighs twitch as she fights to regain her breath. Thank you, so much for that, but I was supposed to be thanking you." Her breath tickles the sensitive spot and I can feel I'm losing control so quickly.
Okay, okay..stay focused, man. Easy does it. My thoughts fill my head and distract me from her innocent assault. "If you really want to thank me so much" I said, "I'd love to fuck you right now".
Obviously wanting the same thing, Tracey lowers herself onto the deck, pulling me on top of her. I lick the valley between her breasts and capture the first erect nipple my mouth gravitates to, swirling my tongue around it and then biting it lightly. She eases her hand down between us, feeling for my cock. "I want to have that inside me, now!" her tone, a low, seductive growl.
Oh lord…this woman knows me as well as my own wife. My thoughts flicker between this erect nipple I've captured, the surge of blood pulsating into my cock from Tracey's words and wondering if they talked about me and my likes and dislikes when they were alone earlier. Taking hold of my shaft, Tracey guides it toward her love nest. I feel the head force its way through the entrance and once again, she moans deep.
Her legs envelope my waist and her nails rake down my back. I can't believe this is happening to me with my wife snoozing only yards away. Ever so slowly, I ease myself deeper inside her and start the slow rhythmic thrusting as she nuzzles the side of my neck. This is the worst thing she could do, because it drives me wild. I sink my teeth into her shoulder, which is enough to send her over the edge. The juices from her orgasm wash over me and at that point, I came too, filling her with my hot seed.
Gasping, breathless, her legs fall to the deck and we roll apart just as Sam comes up the steps from the cabin. "I see you thanked him then," she laughed. "Now let's get back to shore and clean up for dinner. Max and I have something we want to talk over with you".
Exhausted to the point of sleep, I lay still, no movement what so ever from me, except a grin that confirms Tracey completed her task and quite well I might add. With a sexy woman on either side of me assisting to steady my wobbly legs, I stand, stretch and head to the side of the cruiser to release the anchor so I can get the boat back to the docks.
"You girls go freshen up and I'll start dinner." My offer isn't turned down by either of them and the giggles fade as they both head for the bathroom." Here, I figured they've had enough for a while, but who am I trying to kid? Now I'm sorry that I offered to cook, but after all, this is supposed to be Sam's gift from me.
Besides, I can easily sneak a peek here and there while the food is cooking, right? And that's exactly what I do. Making myself look busy clanging pots and pans together, I wait for them to get nice and aroused. I can't blame Tracey for her arousal when looking at my wife, Sam teases me every chance she gets and I love it.
I can picture her right this instant, parading around the bedroom; her top removed here and then she walks to the dresser to comb her long hair, only to return to the bed to remove her bikini bottom; her hair falling in her face when she bends over to slip the garment off her feet.
Oh, hell yeah, Tracey is becoming aroused…and so am I. I should get dinner started at least, before I go check on them. Hmmm, what shall it be tonight? Something quick and easy to prepare? Or better yet…something easy to prepare that won't keep me slaving over this hot stove. Aah, yes, that's it. I check the freezer first.
Sam usually cooks ahead of time and freezes the meals for easy cooking later. Damn, she probably thought since it was her birthday weekend that we'd be going out to eat or I'd catch some fish because there's nothing in here, but ice cubes. Now there's a delicious thought for tomorrow!
Anyway, I check the cabinets and find some things I can throw together and put in the oven. I'll just set the timer for the noodles, giving myself a few minutes for some eavesdropping. Okay, now that the timer is set, I quickly, but quietly make my way down the hall.
I can hear the shower running. A quick stop at the bedroom door, just in case, you never know. All's clear. They must be together in here.