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“I never forget this enjoyment journey” Part-3 Continues…..
Admittedly, Nova and I have always enjoyed being watched while we fuck. There’s just something about that, which raises the level of intensity and desire in each of us. For Nova, it’s the trigger, the key that somehow turns over the switch in her otherwise demure, almost shy personality whenever she’s not actually on camera. In a way, it’s that same metamorphosis for her. The camera coming on turns her into the smart, intelligent professional that she really is. Fucking…in front of someone, turns her into the wicked, devilish, totally uninhibited woman that I so love seeing whenever that happens.
Nova had stood moving over towards the railing. It was one of her favorite positions, being taken from behind, half standing, half leaning over. Madeline continued to watch us, still fingering her split, her look concentrated as she did so.
“If I may ask a question of you both,” she said smiling. It was a rhetorical question as she continued before either one of us could actually respond. “I was wondering if you’d care to indulge an old lady’s request, a particular form of pleasure that I so enjoy.”
I was buried balls deep inside Nova’s cunt, stopping the slow thrusts in and out of her pussy as we both turned curiously towards her. “What do you have in mind?” Nova asked, smiling at her with an almost knowing sense of her as a still yet unasked request.
Madeline stepped over closing the distance between us. As she did, she slipped her hand down, forcing me to withdraw slightly as she grasped my cum covered prick, Nova’s girlish fluids clinging to it, though she purposely ensured that the head of my cock at least remained inside my wife’s slick juicy pussy.
“It is my biggest joy to be in control. To ask, no…let’s be honest here,” she amended. “To demand and expect compliance with those demands,” she now said, her eyes taking on an entirely new look. “To bring about pleasure in unexpected ways, to prolong it, delay it, even to the point of denying it until I see fit to allow otherwise,” she said now fondling my cock, and then squeezing it hard, before actually yanking it out fully from my wife’s quivering slick tunnel. She rubbed the head of it around and about my wife’s ass, leaving a nice trail of sticky lubrication as she stood there toying with it.
“Since Edwards death, and up until now, I’ve not been able to fully enjoy those pleasures, or partake of such carnal delights. It is my hope of course to do so during this cruise, but what I again ask, is that perhaps the two of you consider allowing me to entertain a few of those now.”
Nova and I had from time to time entertained and thrilled one another with some mild forms of bondage. We had of course tied one another up in bed, had teased, tickled, and pleasured one another in mild, though delightful little ways, giving up control, being entirely at one another’s mercy. At times the sex had even gotten a little rough, a bit wilder than normal, but never to the point where we had caused one another any real pain,
or had caused one another to fear being hurt or truly injured. Now however, as we both stood there realizing the implications, this was an entirely new area for us, especially as we’d literally just met Madeline and knew very little in the grand scheme of things, as to who she really was. She seemed to sense our hesitation.
“Have no fear,” she said smiling, softening her look. “I am good at reading people, knowing what they’ll like, what they can tolerate and enjoy…and what they can’t. Allow me to just share with you a small taste of what I believe the three of us can all enjoy together,” she asked.
Once again we smiled, and perhaps that mere act gave permission or approval, I don’t honestly remember now, though it mattered not. In the next instant, I first heard as well as felt the stinging slap of her hand coming down on the bare surface of my ass cheek. It wasn’t a simple slap either, something else that Nova and I had both toyed with, dabbled in quite innocently. And it wasn’t that it really hurt so much, though it did sting to some extent which took me by surprise, but that it came so unexpectedly and so resoundingly causing me to jump,
though I thrust deeply inside Nova’s cunt upon feeling it. Hearing my wife groan pleasurably, I then felt Madeline now soothing my ass with the palm of her hand where she’d hit me. At least now, I knew what to expect, and actually steeled myself for the next one. Once again she caressed, I began to withdraw in order to slam into my wife once again, but again her hand came between us, grabbing me, holding me in place.
“Only when I say,” she said with those again piercing eyes of her, her hand continuing to draw light tickling circles on the back of my ass. “With my hand…” she finished, the slap once again coming unexpectedly, catching me off guard, stinging yet again, even more fiercely perhaps this time as I involuntarily responded to the sensation, thrusting inwards, Madeline’s hand suddenly releasing me at just the last moment.
Once again buried to the hilt, she stepped behind, pressing herself against me, sandwiching me between the two of them. She spit, wetting her fingers, I felt her touch, felt her gentle easy probe though I am sure my eyebrows raised up several inches as I felt her middle digit suddenly encircling the tight opening of my ass. I felt her mouth on my back, her tongue and lips kissing, the sudden nip of her teeth, once again causing me to lurch, which I did, just as her middle finger buried itself deeply inside me.
“Fuck your wife,” she hissed, easing her finger in and out of my passage. I slid out, and then in, feeling another stinging slap of her hand on the opposite side of my ass, her finger impaling me just as firmly on the stroke. “Again!” she commanded. And again, I thrust, hearing Nova’s moan of delight as I impaled her fully, deeply, just as deep as Madeline’s finger impaled me. “Again!” she stated, and again I thrust,
holding still only for a moment, sudden surprise as the tingling sensation of a too soon release began to manifest itself deep within my balls. I felt her hand, her finger slipping out as she once again stepped beside the two of us. She took Nova’s hand, drawing it down between her own legs.
“Pinch it,” she said looking at her. Forced to step back, I stood there and watched, amazed to some extent by what I was looking at. “Pull on it…tug it,” she said once again. Madeline had taken my wife’s hand, placing it on her sex, or rather upon the largest biggest clitoris I had ever seen before in my entire life. It looked like a miniature penis, blood engorged, swollen, nearly the size of my pinky finger, though somewhat shorter in length, though not by much.
I saw the look in Nova’s eyes as she realized what she was now holding onto, looking down, smiling in delight as she indeed pressed it between two of her fingers, pinching it, holding it, and then pulling on it as she’d been asked to do. “Suck it,” she now told my wife.
It was erotically odd to see my wife so obediently slither down the woman’s legs until kneeling before her there on the deck. As though hypnotized, Nova drew the woman’s enormous clit in between her lips, sucking it in much the same way that she so delightfully sucked my cock.
“Spank her ass,” Madeline bade me, looking down and over at my wife, her heart shaped ass so vulnerable as she knelt. Nova continued to suckle the woman’s clit, now very much aware of my presence as I circled around behind her, now likewise kneeling down. “Hard!” She reminded me, nodding her head in approval.
This was again something we had both dabbled in, and even as my hand came down on my wife’s ass, slapping her, I had done so far less harder than I’d done before in the privacy of our bedroom. Madeline looked at me with a less than approving look. “You can do better than that, and your wife knows it!” she said somehow knowing she did. Nova had moaned, but not as intensely as I’d heard her do when I’d spanked her before. I spanked her again, far harder this time, hearing that moan, though Madeline again looked at me disapprovingly. “Harder!”