The companion act – 3



I hadn’t really considered that, but…under the circumstances, she was probably right. Once we’d started this, it probably wouldn’t be.

“So, what is it we should all be agreeing to?”

“Well, for one…none of us does anything behind anyone’s back. If for some reason you and my sister should end up alone at some point, and decide to mess around without my being there, I think I should at least be told about it…in detail,” she grinned almost wickedly. “Though I think we should make every effort to include one another whenever we can.”

“Agreed,” I said easily enough. “And…visa versa,” I told her. Henry had taken off two weeks of vacation in order to be here with her sister during the day. I didn’t have that luxury, going to work the next morning in fact, though I had planned on taking the next two Fridays off for a couple of three day weekends at least. “So the same holds true for you two then,” I further emphasized. “While I’m having to work while the two of you have plenty opportunity to play during the day…I would hope that I’d at least be informed and told about whatever the two of you end up doing together.”

“Agreed,” she responded back, and then giggled. “Maybe…we’ll even call you at work while we’re doing that sometime.”

“Oh yeah…I can just see you doing that, leaving me there at the office with a nice big fat erection, and unable to stand up or go anywhere until it went down. Yeah…that’d work.”

Just then the door to the bathroom opened and Tom came walking out…delightfully, and deliciously nude. “Ok sport…your turn, go wash that sand off your body…and cock,” she grinned hotly. “And hurry up about it too!”

“Yes mam!” I said ducking past her as she took a swing at me. This no doubt would be the fastest damn shower I’d ever taken.

**

I couldn’t have been in the shower for more than two minutes when I came out. What I saw caused me to nearly trip over my own two feet. Visions of them fingering one another had dominated my thoughts, now…based on what I was looking at, I’d expanded those fantasies two fold here.

They were on the bed, licking one another simultaneously, locked up in a decadently salacious sixty-nine together.

“Oh…there you are!” My wife said, looking up at me as I stood there just inside the doorway. She was lying on her back, Tom on top with her head still down between my wife’s legs licking away. “Ready to join us?”

I was…and I wasn’t. This was too good…too horny, too fucking exciting to pass up. “In a minute or two yes…but right now, I think I’d honestly prefer to sit down and just watch the two of you.”

“No surprise there,” Tom mumbled into my wife’s cunt, not even bothering to look up as she spoke. “And I’m not ready to quit doing this anyway,” she added, and then made it perfectly clear she was having a good time as she added some rather wicked slippery sounding noises while fingering my wife’s cunt in addition to licking it.

I walked over taking a seat in one of the two armchairs we had there in the room. Perfectly content for the moment to sit there, sip on another glass of wine, slowly stroke my cock…and watch the ladies as they pleasured one another. On some few occasions I’d actually sat down and done just that watching a porn movie or two. After this, I didn’t think I’d ever enjoy doing that again half as much.

“Any naughty…dirty, juicy requests?” Henry now asked.

“Aside from the one you’re already doing, you mean? As I pulled upwards on my prick, a nice fat juicy droplet of precum oozed out of the tip causing Henry to comment on it, directing her sister’s attention towards me upon doing that.

“I do love watching it when you jerk off for me,” she stated. “But yeah…in addition to this, what else would you enjoy seeing?”

That was easy. From time to time we both watched a few porn movies together, each of us masturbating, watching one another while we did. An excursion outside of the norm, that we both found immensely erotic and satisfying. During one or two such sessions, I had always gotten most aroused when seeing two or more women together. Perhaps that was in and of itself the norm for a lot of men…but even more arousing and exciting to me than seeing two women going down on one another, was watching them actually grinding their cunts together. My favorite position being, what I called a “scissors press.”

“You know what I’d like to see,” I said simply, not having to say any more.

“You’d like that would you?” Henry asked briefly before plunging her tongue and mouth back into her sister’s wet split.

“You fucking know it!” I answered back, sliding that nice droplet of lubricant around the head of my cock, making it slick, teasing it even more as I sat there pleasuring myself, watching them.

“So, what is it he wants us to do?” Tom asked, lifting her head up. Her face was wet, glistening with my wife’s juices. I wanted to run over there and run my tongue over her lips and face licking it up.

“Wants to see us pussy-fuck,” Henry told her.

“Pussy fuck?”

“Yeah, roll over…I’ll show you.”

I removed my hand from around my dick, gripping the glass in my hand now instead. If I hadn’t…I’d have squirted in an instant. Just the mere thought of seeing this bringing me too fucking close to the edge. Tom rolled over, now on her back, her large breasts melting like ice cream having fallen off the cone. I personally found it sexy however for as large as they were, flattening out a bit her nipples remained hard, pointed and so fucking alluring as they poked upwards.

I sat watching as Henry slid in between her sister’s legs, one leg under, the other over as she did so. “Ah…now I see what you mean,” Tom responded as she made herself available, and comfortable as Henry finished positioning herself. Laying at opposite ends of the bed now, joined in the middle, I stood…walked over and peered down for a much better, much closer look as the two of them held hands, now grinding against one another.

“This what you wanted to see?” My wife asked hotly, her words lust-filled, slightly slurred as her own pleasure became obvious.

“Oh yes! Hell yes!” I said my eyes glued to the two of them. My wife’s totally bare pussy, swollen puffy lips, slick with arousal, meeting…pressing, grinding against her sister’s, that narrow little patch of hair once again pointing down like a direction arrow where the two of them met. “Fuck yes!” I then added, hand back on my prick though I’m not sure I even knew at the moment it was.

I stood there watching for a while until I couldn’t stand it anymore. “Don’t move!” I said crawling up into the bed, joining them. I knelt, leaning forward, and then added the tickle of my tongue to their two pressed cunts, so sloppy and slick together as they continued their slow teasing gyrations, though now allowing, and making room for my dancing tongue. It was an incredibly unique sensation, doing that…licking them both back and forth, tasting their subtle differences, dribbling their own cream back and forth on one another, then watching them ‘pussy-fuck’ each other again.

“Now I have one for you,” Henry asked with an almost glazed look in her eyes. I’d seen her horny…plenty of times, but I don’t think I’d ever seen her look quite like this. She almost looked evil, and it was the most erotic expression on her face I had ever seen.

“Name it!” I said easily. She grinned…wickedly.

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