Didn't See That Coming

My wife is an amazing woman, and an amazing lover. She's got an amazing, hourglass body, and she is as committed to me as I am to her, so making love to her is an amazing, incredibly intimate experience.

I walked into the bedroom and found her spread out on the bed, wearing nothing but her red stilettos and running her hands all over herself. Yes, please.

I was stripped down in seconds and kissing her deeply. She pulled me on top of her and ground her crotch against me. I pulled her breath into my lungs as I kissed her, and then starting moving down. I licked and sucked her nipples as she gasped and arched her back. I massaged her luscious breasts as I suckled on her. She ran her fingers through my hair and I moved down to her navel, gently running my tongue around her firm little belly button.

Then it was time for the main event. Her perfectly shaved pussy was calling to my, and my mouth was in no mood to turn down that call. I loved being between her legs, and dove in face first. If I had my way not a single day would ever pass without me tasting her. I started with broad, gentle strokes of the tongue, from top to bottom and back down again, getting her ready for stage two. When she was starting to get good and wet I really dove in, swirling the tip of my tongue around her clit. I started spelling "I love you" as she ground her hips up against my face.

When I added a finger, then a second one, she erupted, bucking and squirming under me, gripping my head between her thighs. I love it when she does that. Once she settled down, I started over but she grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up. "Oh, no you don't, I need that dick" she growled. Don't want to lose my 'good husband' card, do I?

Here it comes, the high point of any day. Week. Lifetime. Sliding into a gorgeous woman who's in love with you, and your dick. I position myself between her legs. She loves what the pre-entry pushup position does to my pecs. A drop of precum forms on my tip, and I get an idea. "Come on, what are you waiting for?" This. The drop swells, then falls, and my aim is perfect. It taps her clit and her whole body quivers. "What was thaaaaah!" her words morph into a moan as I let my swollen knob brush against her lips, rubbing it up and down. The soft, slippery yielding skin of her lips burned against my hot hardness and I moved down to press against her opening.

Sarah grabbed my hips with all her strength and started to impale herself. She couldn't take it any more. But she froze when she heard me whisper "ah-ah-ah." We did it my way -- or what was my way that night. I pressed until the ridge of my knob was entirely gripped inside her and paused. I wrapped my arms deeply around her, pulled her breasts against my chest and whispered in her ear "do you feel that?" "Yes sir, yes my love, may I please have more?" "Good girl -- I love you" I whispered, and very slowly gave her half of me.

"Please sir, make love to me, I neeeed it" she moaned as I pulled back out. I froze, and she froze underneath me, feeling her body grip my knob. Finally she broke and whispered "Pleaaaaaase" in a breathy supplication. I granted her wish and slid deeply inside her, all the way, a little faster this time. She wrapped her legs around me, angling her pelvis to give me the deepest possible penetration into her steaming depths. I began a slow, deep stroking. She whimpered a tiny bit at the bottom of each stroke until her body formed itself to me yet again. We'd been lovers for years, but she always needed a bit of acclimation when I was this deep inside her.

Thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust

After a few minutes I paused and adjusted our limbs, our eyes locked together. She bit her lip as I moved her legs so my arms held those beautiful legs high against her torso. She knew what was coming. It usually left her sore, but she didn't mind. I began an even deeper thrust, my senses collapsing to our locked eyes and the sensation of her beautiful pussy gripping me, sliding, until my cap hit her cervix. I probed her over and over and over until she threw her head back and mubled "cuhuhhuhhuhumming" Her insides quivered against me and that pushed me into my own release. Sensuality dropped away as I pounded, feeling the jets of my cum coating her, clinging to her insides.

We gripped each other tightly, both of us breathing deeply. Her heels dropped, dragging a sharp spike across my back. The surprise, and the reminder of the gorgeous, sexy heels she was wearing earned a throb from my cock.

"Ooh, is someone not finished yet?" "No way. That was so amazing I'm going to need more, very soon." "Oh sir, I'm too sore. But no problem." Sarah kissed me, running her tongue lightly over my lips, and then gave my shoulder the double tap that means "disentangle?" Oh-kay, I guess.

I rolled over, and Sarah got up, grinned, and walked out of the room. There was a special twinkle in that grin, or was I kidding myself?

I listened, and wasn't surprised by the direction her footsteps took. A door opened, and then a few minutes later it closed again.

"Sir, Queen tells me my master needs my services?" my sister said quietly, her hands clasped behind her back to show off her small, pert breasts. "That would be lovely Cindy, yes. Are you prepared?" Cindy knew the procedure; she was well trained. She raised her arms above her head, slowly circled so I could see all of her, then stopped facing away and bent over at the waist. Her dainty feet shuffled to open herself a bit more. I could plainly see her arousal.

I kept here there for a moment while Sarah strode over and lay down beside me on the bed. "Did I choose well?" "Yes you did my love, absolutely." "She'd like to take the lead, so you can just relax. Would that please you?" "That sounds like a nice change, sure!" Sarah smiled with a special glint in her eye. "Cindy, he has agreed. Lay back darling."

I laid back, curious about what was to come. It seemed like these two were up to something -- more than the usual Sarah-picks-my-sister-from-my-harem, I mean. I suppose I was willing to let it play out. Oh, who am I kidding. I was already rock hard again. Cindy could see me through her legs, so when I nodded she smiled, straightened up and turned around.

She crawled toward me. I lost sight of her for a second at the foot of the bed but she quickly appeared, climbing up onto the bed like a wild thing stalking prey, not wanting to startle it. I wasn't going to startle easily. She swept her hair back and forth over me as the slowly crawled up my body, pausing for the occasional light kiss. She gave some extra sweeps of her silky hair over my balls, then my cock, and then I felt her breasts framing my erection. She gently kissed my stomach as she rocked back and forth, her cleavage brushing against the sides of my cock, her nipples dragging the joint between torso and hip. Sarah was watching all this closely, her head on my shoulder and her fingertips brushing the curve of Cindy's ass.

Cindy resumed her crawl, with my engorged cock drawing an invisible line down her body with a stream of precum. The line led straight to her pussy, which she rubbed up and down on me for a few minutes until Sarah kissed her, reached down, and adjusted me. That got me going. Sarah and Cindy were affectionate, joined by several bonds familial and much more... unusual, but they didn't kiss often.

And then Cindy slammed herself down, taking me to the root in one lunge that took the breath out of both of our bodies. We were off. She was rocking her hips, riding on me like she'd never had dick before and never would again. Sarah stayed close beside us, lacing her fingers into mind with one hand and rubbing herself furiously with the other. I don't know which of the three of us was panting harder. I was very glad I'd so recently filled my wife, or this would have pushed me over the edge too soon.

Cindy slowed, needing a break. But instead of laying flat and continuing to grind, or rolling us over so I could take over the thrusting duties, she lifted her hips and I felt the cool night air on my very wet cock. Then I got distracted as Sarah leaned over and gave me a very deep, very passionate kiss. It continued until I felt my sister's mouth where her pussy had just been. She was deeply sucking my drenched cock, suctioning herself off of me, but soon I was even wetter than before. She was giving me a very wet, very drooling blowjob.

After a few minutes I realized Sarah had disappeared from beside me. I had just enough mental capacity left over from enjoying Cindy's blowjob to wonder where she was. I quickly spotted her behind Cindy. I couldn't tell what she was doing, though. Both arms were moving, and she was very focused, but I wasn't. I knew where she was, and that was enough given the amazing blowjob I was experiencing.

Cindy continued for a while, occasionally moaning around my cock, which felt amazing, or even yelping a little. I was too distracted to think about it as her mouth moved up and down my length, her tongue swirling against my rigid skin. My sister could suck, I'm telling you. But not forever. I was just starting to think "a few more minutes of this and I'm going to lose it" when she pulled her mouth off of me, gave one long, slow lick from balls to tip with her broadened tongue, and then rose on her hands and knees over me. "Is sir enjoying himself? Is he enjoying me?"

"Oh yes Cindy, you're doing very well." "I hope I'm about to do even better" she said, while swinging around to face away from me. "Please sir, get behind me." Sarah was standing in front of Cindy, grinning at me like I'd never seen before. My dear wife lives to see me happy and satisfied. She pushed Cindy's shoulders, and Cindy scooched back until she felt me against her. I began to lower my hips a bit when Sarah appeared beside me, saying "ah ah ah" and grabbing me to adjust my aim.

Up. Oh. Oh, wow.

My knob swelled, and Sarah rubbed it against the tiny little rosebud that I now realized was shiny with lube. Sarah pulled, which pressed me against that rosebud, and Cindy pulled in a huge breath of air.

I pushed into my sister with my wife's guidance. It seemed like I was making progress, but really I wasn't getting in, I was just pressing her sphincter deeper between her cheeks. We paused, and Sarah said "remember darling, you have to push out." Gasp, gasp "right."

Why have we nevoooh, that's different. I'm in. "Holy hell, I'm in!" "You're (gasp) telling me! (gasp)" It was just a couple of inches, but I was in. I was in her ass. The grip and heat were amazing, even with all the lube. I held still, waiting for some undefined signal that she was ready. After a bit more panting, it came. She pushed back against me slowly, taking a bit more, then pausing. The urge to just starting pounding was intense, but my women wanted to be my women because they trusted me. They knew I was more than a jackhammer with a pulse -- unless that's what we both wanted. But now was a time for patience, and listening, and all the while enjoying the intense pressure and heat engulfing my cock. After a few more cycles of press, pause, press, pause I was mostly in. Longer pause.

"Okay, try some pumping. Slowly please sir." So I started, listening and watching for signs that I needed to stop or do something different. It was really hard to concentrate on that, given the sensations my dick was experiencing for the first time ever. Yes, it was tighter, but there was more to it than that. The sensations, the difference between her ass and a pussy were difficult to put into words, especially while feeling them for the first time out of reach of a thesaurus. "Must have more sex in libraries, or the reference section of a good bookstore" that weird voice in the back of my head joked. I didn't listen to him. I was too busy moving in and out of my sister's ass.

I was astonished when I heard her gasp "faster." "Really?" "Yesssss" she answered, in a tone that didn't convey any uncertainty. Okay, here we go! So I sped up, feeling a grip and a smooth, silky friction that was so familiar, but oh so different. She was taking all of me now, my hips pressed against her soft cheeks as I bottomed out. She grunted, but didn't pull away. After a few strokes she even pressed back toward me. I took that as a license to speed up even more, and soon I was pounding almost as deep and forcefully as I had in my wife what seemed like years ago. The pressure was beginning to rise when I felt Cindy shudder and give a deep, guttural moan. That was too much, and I impaled her ass, with just enough conscious thought surviving the explosion to hold back just enough, making sure I didn't hurt her. I spasmed so deep and so forcefully my own ass hurt.

We stayed locked together as our minds cleared. Cindy had collapsed on the bed from her initial position on her knees. I had followed, pulled by the grip of her incredible ass. We lay tangled up like that, sweaty and panting, until Sara asked "should I get a hose?"

"No, but a shower is probably in order. And some new sheets."

"Mayumi will be expecting to change the sheets. She has been instructed to take care of that when she hears the shower. Brandy can't wait for her turn, but Mayumi is a little scared. Be extra gentle with her, will you dear?"

My head spun. Again. They had all planned this out. I didn't know if my wife's ass was on the menu, but the rest of my women were all in. Well, in-ish in Mayumi's case, it sounded like, but who was I to complain?

The three of us shuffled off to the shower, holding each other close along the way. We were going to sleep well tonight.