Michelle

Michelle

I watched her as she walked back to the bar smiling, she was wearing a long black dress, matching heels and a small filigree choker, I imagined what she had on under the dress, her long legs clad in stockings, lace topped hold ups as she doesn’t like garters, was she wearing knickers? I couldn’t see any outline through the dress, ”hi” she said as she sat back on the barstool.

I had been talking to Pierre, I introduced them and explained that he was an agent selling property from France, he was late thirties, slim, average height with almost black hair, greying a little at the temples. She told him how she had lived in France for a while and they talked a little in French. We sat at the bar for a while then we were told our table was ready, we asked Pierre to join us and he thankfully accepted. The bar and restaurant were part of a hotel complex, I had brought Michelle to celebrate Mothers day, a drink, a meal, then hopefully, if all was well we would stay the night at the hotel.

We chatted through the meal and drank a few bottles of wine; having the undivided attention of two men she sparkled, all fluff and giggles. We finished our coffees, paid the bill then we both wished Pierre a good night then went upstairs to our room.

As soon as we entered the room Michelle was on fire, we kissed and fell onto the bed, she began undoing my belt as I slid up the towards the head board, I was hard, she took me almost full length, the warmth of her mouth and the flicking of her tongue over my glans made me shudder, her head moving slowly up and down, her eye’s occasionally looking up at mine as if asking permission, I placed my hands on her head to encourage her to continue.

Michelle never noticed the door open, Pierre walked in silently and sat in a chair at the bottom of the bed watching her perform for a while, he took his cock out and began stroking it until it was erect, I looked up at him and nodded, he began taking off his clothes, moving towards her he knelt on the floor, sliding his hands up her dress, caressing her thighs moving up towards her wet body. She must have suddenly realised what was happening, she tried to struggle free but my hands held her, I whispered for her not to worry, and pushed her further down my length, holding her head firmly in place, Pierre lifted her dress and pushed his face into her, I laid back remembering her scent, my erection hardening, slowly she relaxed, as he began licking her I released my grip. I closed my eyes, the vision of her sex, wet with desire, his tongue darting in and out of her, came flooding back, she began moving her head faster, I had to hold her head again to slow her down.

I looked up at Pierre, he placed two fingers in his mouth and then into her, she arched her back, begging with her body for more, he slid his hand along her back, up to her shoulders, still thrusting his fingers into her, taking hold of the zip of her dress, he pulled it, inch by inch revealing her back right down to her waste, her dress straps now hanging looses at her side.
I placed my hands under her arms, lifting her up towards me, Pierre almost lifting her with his fingers; she greedily sucked on my cock, not wanting to be deprived of it. It came out of her mouth with a ‘pop’, she looked at me in anger, I smiled lifting her so that she was sitting astride of me, I tried to push it into her but missed, Pierre, took hold of it and parted her to receive it, she thumped straight down, taking all without slowing or stopping.
She wanted to dance up and down but my hands stopped her she could only grind herself into me, in short impatient jerks. Pierre moved behind her and lifted the back of her skirt, I pulled her head down towards mine and kissed her gently on the lips, she kissed me back but with more passion than I had expected, I moved my hands to either side of her face and licked her lips with the tip of my tongue, she sucked it in as though it had been my cock, once again I felt the warmth of her mouth. Pierre took hold of himself and guided it towards her anus, as he pushed into she tried again to escape, I held her, as he pushed his length into her, as he did her head fell aside mine, I could hear, almost as a whisper, a low moan, willing and open, she was now ready to be fucked.

Pierre began moving in and out of her, slowly till we both caught the rhythm, as I pushed in he pulled out, never having the two of us in at the same time. I could feel him sliding in and out his cock pushing against mine, only the thin wall between her anus and vagina separating us.
Her moans became stronger until it was the only sound I could hear in the room, Pierre and I now moving faster and penetrating her together, two full length cocks into her at the same time.
We were all moving and breathing in unison, I was shocked when Pierre withdrew himself, holding it in his hand he lifted her head, pushing towards her face, she did not get time to suck him, he exploded over her face, her hair and her breasts, I watched her trying to catch some to swallow, as I did, I felt myself jerk and came deeply inside of her…

Markov

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