Something special beyond my home – 3

“Hey…it wasn’t THAT little!” I complained, meaning it as a joke in order to lighten the mood just a little. Which I was glad to see it do as Thomas snickered, and olive blushed profusely once again.

“Be that as it may…” Thomas said laughing. “A blow job doesn’t count. We’re talking good old fashioned man and woman, fucky-fucky, straight up!”

“Well…I certainly am that!” I exclaimed as my cock had in fact once again risen to its full majestic length and rigid firmness.

“And since you are,” Thomas mused. “I believe that it’s now time that olive here, gets to experience that, which is something she has sadly, and for too fucking long, been going without!”

At Thomas’s direction I was soon placed in the middle of our enormous bed. “Come on olive, this one’s for you…” she said, waggling my cock at her sister. “Come…sit on it, enjoy yourself, and have a nice long joyful fuck,” she urged her. Olive quickly moved over, mounting me easily. I felt her tight, yet slick wonderful pussy ease itself down and over my shaft until she had gobbled up each and every precious inch of my straining cock deep inside her. Only then did she moan deeply, audibly, all the while holding still.

“Holy fuck…it’s been a while!” She exclaimed just allowing herself to feel me inside her, unmoving as yet, just getting used to what had to be an almost forgotten sensation by now. “I swear to you sis…if I even move an inch, I think I’ll cum. Fuck…it’s been way too fucking long!”

Both Thomas as well as Lucy laughed upon hearing that, now moving over to kneel on each side of her, hands now caressing, soothing, and spreading over and across her body like wildfire. Even my own now came into play, reaching up to cup and cuddle her full firm breasts, delighting in the sensation of gently pulling on her hard, very hard, and very extended excited nipples.

“God that feels good! So damn…fucking good!” she moaned, only then lifting up…ever so slowly, allowing the new sensation of my cock nearly coming out of her before riding down it once again, feeling it as it pressed inside, splitting her sex in ways she hadn’t felt in a good long while now.

“That’s it baby…feel it. Feel jim’s hard stiff cock going in and out of your pussy baby, ride it honey…ride it up and down, in and out…yes, yes…that’s it, that’s it….feel it baby, feel my husband’s prick fucking you!”

Thomas was going to make me cum already if she didn’t shut up…though hearing her talking so dirty, so nasty was something I couldn’t live without now either. The one thing in my favor, having already climaxed so thoroughly a short while ago, I figured it would at least be a bit longer this time before I did again, so her wonderfully nasty dirty talk might only increase that inevitability by a few minutes perhaps.