My Fantasy Weekend - Part Two

10/30/2015

Link to Part one: My Fantasy Weekend
It was just after nine when
Lorraine opened the door and let me into the spacious apartment.
" These people must have plenty of money to afford
a place like this. " I thought.


She was clad in a red silk housecoat down to her knees and
I wondered, momentarily, if she had anything on underneath
it but I knew, that at all events, it wouldn't be much
and there'd certainly be no petticoat on her. Derek
was not in the front room when I entered and I immediately
wondered what he might be up to and I half expected him to
suddenly appear naked from the bedroom.


I had called their number early that afternoon and told
them that I was agreeable to everyone getting on the bed
together naked as long as everything went nice and slowly
and I wasn't rushed or coerced into doing anything
I wasn't comfortable with. That condition had been
accepted and there we were then, just about to get things
underway.


Lorraine took my hand and led me to the bedroom and, right
enough, there was Derek lying on the bed-covers in just
a pair of brief red underpants that he might have borrowed
from his wife. Lorraine slipped off the wrap she was wearing
and quickly undid her black under-wired bra and then wriggled
out of her gold coloured panties with gusto. As she stood
there stark naked in the middle of the room I was in awe of
her beautiful body; she had the perfect hourglass figure
with firm small to medium breasts that drooped slightly,
which are the type that I much prefer to large ones, and her
legs were the perfect shape that every girl would love to
have.


So striking was my delight at the sight of such a beautiful
body all lined up and ready solely for my delectation that
my head began to swim with a slight lightness and I felt just
a little faint in a lovely sort of way that I had never experienced
before. So entranced and turned on was I by the delicious
vision standing right in front of me and fully at my disposal - I
swear that even my tongue got an erection.


As I began to undress I fumbled slightly with the buttons
on my shirt Lorraine began to open my belt and soon my pants
were all around my feet and as soon as I stepped out of them
and divested my shirt Lorraine dropped silently to her
knees and took my cock softly into her exquisite mouth and
gently sucked on the very tip of it for a few seconds before
taking a much more generous portion of it into her highest
orifice. It took all of thirty seconds for my pampered member
to reach full status and very soon I had to curtail her delicious
manoeuvres for fear of cumming too quickly; this surely
was no time for premature ejaculation.


By this point Derek had removed all the bedclothes except
a pink fitted sheet and Lorraine spread herself across
the middle of the bed, on her back, with her legs stretched
wide apart. Soon my eager tongue was buried in her bush again
and it flitted merrily around her yearning cavern at varying speeds feasting
lavishly on the juicy, wringing wet snatch. It was like
being in heaven and I was a little less bothered than the
previous night when, after a couple of minutes of sheer
unbridled ecstasy, I felt Derek's hands gently caressing
my middle back.


As I sucked away furiously at her gaping and eager love hole,
utilizing various movements and patterns and trying to
create as much variety as possible, Lorraine began to moan,
softly at first, but then ever more louder as my tongue danced
vigorously around her deep wetness without a moment's
pause. When I felt that I had her on the verge of a huge orgasm
I eased off and then I stopped sucking and slipped off the
end of the bed and rose up on my knees. As I did so Derek removed
his hands and I just took a few seconds to gather my breath.



Then I asked Lorraine if we could change positions for a
few minutes and she immediately leapt up and vacated the
centre of the bed. I took her place, on my back, and propped
my head up a bit on one of the pillows that had been left in
place. I silently beckoned Lorraine to sit on my face and
she readily acquiesced without demur or delay. She really
knew how to spread her legs wide, like a dancer doing the
splits, and the access I got to her pussy was unbelievably
brilliant.


Although my wife loves sitting on my face, she never spreads
her legs anything like as wide as that sensuous beauty did.
As I ravenously dipped my tongue in and out of that gloriously
moist chasm and swirled all around it, Lorraine gyrated
above me for even better accessibility and exploration
and that heightened my sense of fulfillment in such a way
that I'd never experienced before. After a few minutes of that delightful preoccupation I'd
become totally oblivious of Derek's presence in the
room, that is, until I felt a hand softly gliding along my
leg, below the knee. This time, instead of being alarmed
at another man's touch on my body, it actually served
to heighten my already gushing state of frenzy. As I suck
fucked Lorraine with ever increasing passion and vigour,
the hand on my leg moved above the knee and began to encroach
slowly, but inexorably, in the direction of my genital
region.


I made no objection to Derek's actions, mainly because
I didn't want to discommode them and jeopardise my
unfinished session of sheer unadulterated pleasure with
his beautiful wife. I continued to suck the wet minge like
there was no tomorrow and all the while Derek's hand
was fondling my balls ever so lightly. I was so caught up
in satisfying Lorraine, and myself of course, while doing
so, that it hardly even registered with me when the hand
began to gently stroke my semi-erect penis.


Derek sure knew what he was doing and did it so light and delicately
that his fingers soon felt like a soft and very fluffy velvet
pouch had been placed over the tip of my cock and slowly moved
around it in various motions that were making it all tingly
and bringing me immense pleasure. I was so scatterbrained,
and lost in the moment, while lavishly sucking, licking
and softly biting that beautiful woman's rapacious
love hole, that it didn't even occur to me to utter any
objection when, after just a few seconds of gently fondling
my dick in his hands, Derek slipped the head of my now bulging
cock into his mouth and began sucking and kissing it, very
gently at first but gradually building up to a more aggressive
tempo.


As caught up as I was, in doing full and plenary justice to
the magnificent cream filled human crevice at my disposal,
a new, and very welcome, dimension was added to my heightened
state of tingling sexuality by Derek's timely intercession
on my cock. When he realised that I'd 'opened the
door freely' for him, so to speak, he soon upped the
rate and took more of my swollen cock in his mouth and gradually,
almost in a wild frenzy, like he had a binding freehold lease
on it and he sucked deeper and more lovingly than any woman
had ever done, in living memory. The delightful feeling
that brought to me was truly fantastic and I bucked up from
off the mattress a few times to help sink my dick deeper into
his throat and dispel any notion Derek might have had that
he was merely self-employed. I wanted him to know that his
same sex conquest was relishing the occasion every bit
as much as he was.


The soft moist suction he was using made my stiffened cock
almost sting with tingly pleasure and at times it was almost
more than I could bear. Although I still had some slight
pangs of guilt and a little tinge of shame at what I was allowing
a man to do to me, they were soon overridden by quivers and
shivers of delight running up and down my spine induced
by how expertly that man was servicing my cock and making
it feel like it had never felt before. It felt oh so good that
after a while all my negative thoughts were dispelled and
I fully embraced my first bi sexual experience with all
the delight and uninhibited acceptance that it warranted.
Where's the shame in that, I ask you ?


Lorraine was the first to speak of the new situation, as
she continued gyrating beautifully in rhythm with my all
slobbering tongue. "How do you like Derek's
mouth wrapped around your throbbing joystick ? "
she inquired of me. " It's ok " I mumbled
in response. " Good for you " she piped. "
What's it like for you, Derek ? " she asked "
Lovely, absolutely lovely " he replied, " I'm
so glad that George is allowing me to use my fellating skills
on him. " " That's enough talking for now
she said. Let's just get on with the job of getting each
other off. "


Even though I was now in a stupor I could sense that Derek
was in full control of the situation and he was just waiting
for a sign that Lorraine was about to explode in a huge cum
before going the whole hog on my cock and bringing me off
simultaneously, with Lorraine, or as close as he could
to it. I felt like he only had to crank up the ante a few more
notches and I'd deliver a payload within seconds.



After what felt incredibly like the most delightful and
highly pleasurable period of time of my entire sex life,
I could sense from her ever intensifying moaning that Lorraine
was about to spew her juices all over my mouth and chin and
Derek was equally on the ball, no pun intended, as he upped
his suck rate exponentially and just a few short moments
later Lorraine and I gushed our creamy love juices into
the willing mouths of myself and my first male lover, respectively.



Derek swallowed most of my cum and what little that had escaped
onto my stomach was eagerly swept up by him before I was allowed
to rise and straighten up. As I licked my lips clean to wash
in the last traces of Lorraine's luscious cream she
leaned towards me and buried her tongue in my mouth and we
shared a passionate kiss and the mind blowing taste and
raging aroma of her sexual 'perfume.' before
collapsing across the bed fully spent


That was more or less the end of proceedings for the evening,
because I can only get an erection once every four hours
or so, but there was still one more night of their weekend
trip to Dublin remaining and that was really something
to look forward to, for all of us, especially given the new
perspective, with me owing Derek an unpaid debt of gratitude.



to be continued...