Chance Meeting - Part 4  

rm_ralln7 49M
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5/23/2006 1:54 pm

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Chance Meeting - Part 4

Mara had no intention of letting me cum in her mouth while we showered. She whispered something to Pak and they both stood up and stepped out of the shower.

Pak left to grab another towel for me. While he was gone, Mara leaned over, grabbed my cock somewhat painfully, and told me she wanted to eat my cum out of her husband's asshole. "If you do this for me, I'll do anything you want, whenever you want," she whispered, and then eased her grip on my growing cock. Her face was so beautiful, and her eyes so deep and engaging, it was hard to think straight.

Pak came back with a towel and handed it to me, almost respectfully. This time Mara stepped out, and returned a few seconds later with a small jar of what appeared to be Vaseline. Except, it didn't smell like Vaseline - more like Ben Gay. I really hoped that was something she just forgot in the other room and wasn't planning on using that stuff on my cock.
Unfortunately, she was.
She whispered something in Pak's ear and they dropped their towels as she kissed him long and hard. Their bodies, not more than 5' tall each, were almost identical in build. From behind, they looked like twins. In fact, if it hadn't been for Mara's longer hair and the occassional glimpse of Pak's tiny cock and balls, one could easily get them confused from behind.
She opened the jar, dipped a few fingers into the jelly-like substance, and rubbed them in and around Pak's hairless asshole. He leaned toward the bathroom vanity, arms stiff and apart, just like his legs. He looked at me in the mirror. I couldn't read what his eyes were telling me, but when he stuck his ass out, I got the message. From the side, he looked like he could have been Mara's flat-chested sister.

Mara walked over to me, grabbed my stiff cock, and pulled me to her husband's ass. She kissed me as deeply as ever, and rubbed the gooey substance on the head of my cock. I was surprised to find the gel was not Ben Gay at all, but still had some numbing qualities. She guided the tip to her husbands asshole, and stepped behind me. She pushed me forward, pushing the head of my cock harder against Pak's sphincter. Pak started to groan, and then wince in pain as his asshole began to open up. Then he pushed back against me in one quick thrust and I was inside him.

We looked at each other in the mirror as I began a slow, rhythmic movement. I eased a little more of my cock inside with each thrust, until my entire length was deep inside him. His mouth contorted each time the full length of my member disappeared from view. I soon picked up the pace. Mara stepped away from behind me and allowed me to make full use of the space in front of the bathroom vanity.

I had never fucked a guy in the ass before, and Pak had never been fucked in the ass before. The way he started getting into it, you'd never know it. The way I started getting into it, you'd never know it, either. Mara dipped her fingers into the gel again, this time rubbing them in and around her asshole.

She assumed the same position as Pak, and I soon found myself fucking both of them in the ass. I'd fuck one for about 30 seconds, then move to the other. While Pak's asshole was much tighter, his wife's ass was more talented, and I could feel her tightening her sphincter in rhythm with my thrusts. The three of us looked at each other in the mirror as I went from one to the other. Cum was dribbling from Pak's bouncing cock, forming a small puddle on the floor beneath him.

When I was moments away from coming (which seemed like an eternity from when we started this little ass-fuck session), I quickly pulled out of Mara and rammed my cock all the way up Pak's ass. As my cock twitched and spurted inside him, I slowed started to pull out. Whatever Mara rubbed on us worked well as a lube and provided me with respectable staying power. It had been over 30 minutes since we stepped out of the shower.

I stepped aside as Mara knelt behind her husband and quickly buried her face in his ass. Pak dropped to his elbows, sticking his ass out further, and pointing his toes inward. I could see his sphincter dilate, then close, and then dilate again. Each time, a little of my cum would dribble out of his asshole, and each time, Mara would quickly lap it up. It wasn't just a visual for my benefit. Mara was literally eating my cum from her husband's asshole.
She held his balls with one hand, while milking his cock like a cow teet with the other. The entire time, she swirled her tongue in and around his asshole. He soon came in her hand, and she lapped up every drop.

Pak dropped to his knees and rested his arms and head on the vanity. It appeared he was completely drained of both cum and energy. Mara turned and looked at me, her face resembling a glazed donut.

"Lick it clean," I said to her. I wasn't sure if I had gone limp and then erect again, or if I had remained erect even after coming. My cock was standing straight out and bounced at Mara's eye-level.

There was a moment of hesitation. "Anything I want, whenever I want, right?" I asked.
Her husband turned, sitting on the floor. He had a surprised look on his face. Apparently, that had not been part of their agreement.

Mara never turned away from me. I stepped forward and let my cock bounce and hit her in the nose and lips. She reached up to take a hold of my cock, but I quickly said, "No hands!"
Her blank expression didn't change as she opened her mouth and waited for me to lean in closer.
I eased my cock in her mouth, but she kept her mouth open. I pushed it further into her mouth, but she still kept her mouth open, lips only making a partial seal around the shaft. She gagged as I pushed my cock down her throat. As her nose was buried in my pubic area, she sealed her lips around me and rolled her tongue along the underside of my cock.
Her nose stayed pressed against my pubic area as she tilted her head from side to side, sucking my cock as hard as it's ever been sucked.
Cum and saliva was pouring down her chin, her eyes were watering, and snot began dripping from her nostrils, but she didn't stop.

I'm not sure if it was because of the numbing properties of the gel she used, or because I had had sex so many times this evening, but I wasn't going to cum. She began to bob her head back and forth, desperately trying to make me cum. Occasionally, she'd let my cock flop out of her mouth to catch her breath and to lick around the base. She really was a talented cock-sucker, much to Pak's amazement.

"That's good enough, thanks," I said.
She maintained that blank stare. They were both wiped out, physically and emotionally.

"Pak, if you think you can walk, would you mind calling me a taxi?" I asked.
He gave me a nod, and slowly got to his feet. He wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom.

I turned on the shower and helped Mara to her feet. I carefully eased her into the shower, and then stepped in after her. I washed her as slowly and as sensuously as I could, from head to toe. I could see the life come back to her face as I turned her towards me and held her close.

She looked at me with a worried, almost frightened look, and then kissed me softly. I pulled her away and asked her what was wrong. She held me tighter and whispered in my ear "I think I love you."

"Taxi on it's way!" Pak called from the other room.
"Thanks, Pak," I quickly answered.

Mara and I finished cleaning up in the shower. She let me use her toothbrush, and we got dressed while Pak took his shower. We didn't say much more to each other the rest of the morning.

The taxi arrived, and to the casual observer, I was just a friend that got drunk and spent the night on the couch.
Pak shook my hand good-bye and I thanked him for a wonderful time. Mara just looked at me, smiled, then turned and walked back inside.

I slept for most of the cab ride to my car. Oh, what a night!


P_SQUARED1967 50F
19 posts
5/23/2006 2:52 pm

**** 4-star read...thank you for the afternoon story


AndyLux4u 52M

5/24/2006 10:21 pm

Great done man! Well not sure if I would go for it as I have nothing bi in me, but how you tell the story I might be interested once ...


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