1. Lemon House: Bill's Story (Part 2 of 2)


    Date: 6/19/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    her back, thighs closed over her hands. Fleur still bent over the table, one foot up on the bench, stirring her hand at the dregs of hers. Both peered, through hooded eyes and blushed cheeks, at his hard on. “I still feel… clitty,” Fleur said, almost apologetically. Stephanie stretched, rubbed one leg with the other and ran her hands over her stomach. “I don’t.” She said, glinting at Bill, her eyes hungry dark holes. She ran a foot up his cock, along his stomach, pressed it to his chest. He needed no further encouragement and slid himself effortlessly deep into her. Fleur laughed as Bill and Stephanie sighed in unison, and she climbed onto the table. She padded over the warm stone, standing astride Stephanie’s head and wobbled her hips. Stephanie laughed but was distracted as Bill picked up his pace. He watched in fascination as Fleur lowered and poised her lips over his wife. She leaned up and darted her tongue between her friend’s legs. Stephanie moaned and joggled as Bill fucked her. Fleur settled onto Stephanie’s busy, noisy mouth. It had been so long since Bill and Stephanie had properly enjoyed fucking that neither wanted it to end quickly, and especially not in front of an audience. Fleur rocked her hips at Stephanie’s mouth, as Stephanie rocked hers at Bill and he pushed long, deep, steady strokes in and out of her. Fleur was holding back another orgasm back too muttering encouragements to them both as they worked. Fleur’s stomach trembled. “Please,” she said. ...
    “Somebody cum.” Bill and Stephanie laughed. Fleur decided she needed to help and curled over Stephanie’s body. She flickered her tongue to Stephanie’s clitoris even as Bill rammed in and out of her hole. Stephanie swore, a long string of curses that ended muffled and coming instead out of Fleur’s mouth. Bill could watch this all day, but decided his wife had to cum, now, and grabbed her feet. He spread her wide and doubled his pace, pushing hard and fast, Fleur could hardly keep her tongue on Stephanie’s clit and was lying flat on top, grinding her hips on his wife. The girl’s noises ramped up, but still no orgasms. Fuck it, he thought, It’s gonna be me this time. He increased his speed a little more, focussed on relaxing, unlocking. He let out a long groan. A wafting wind of lemon ran over them. “Oh don’t cum yet, please!” Stephanie leaned around Fleur’s bottom and begged. Fleur just laughed dreamily, flat out rag-dolled on top of his wife, rolling her hips on her. “Is too nice, Bill, just a little more,” she croaked. Bill gritted his teeth. “I don’t know how long I can last,” he said, but the girls were already re-organising themselves. “One. Two. Three. Roll!” They chimed and flipped over, spinning around his cock, cackling. If this was designed to prolong matters, it wasn’t going to work. Now Stephanie was on top, astride Fleur and he was pumping her from behind. He felt a warning pulse. “This is a bad idea, girls if you want me to… Shit.” Even worse, Fleur was not content with ...
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