Going for the Triple

She stepped back a little and gently dragged her finger nails down my chest as she knelt in front of me. She blew on the tip, then licked him before taking the bell-end in her lips and swirling her tongue round him. My knees threatened to buckle under me.

"Nita," I gasped, "you're either going to get a mouthful or a shower!"

"Mmmm," was her reply - "judging by the taste I'll enjoy either - then you'll last a lot longer when I fuck you."

She wet a forefinger as she spoke then went back to work - again I could feel the pressure building as she concentrated on just the tip and corona ring. When she felt the rush start she held me just clear of her open mouth and let me spray it into and onto her tongue, four huge gouts, then smaller as my knees tried to give way. She stood up and kissed me.

A wet,

gooey,

dribbly,

sexy kiss

as she snowballed me with my own cum.

Stickiness trying to cement us together as she backed me up against her bed. I fell back onto it. and, still kissing me, she followed me, now kneeling either side of my hips. The kissing stopped as she reached down, grabbed my still hard dick and slipped it into the start of her wet, clasping pussy. Then looking at me she let herself slide down me. Gasping at the sensation as she did so. Then she moved on me and used me as a sex toy, wriggling and twisting to maximise the sensations until she had her first cum, then further lubricated by that event just carried on. Her next came soon and incredibly I had one too.

I think we would have carried on again had it not been for the shocked "MUM!" from the hallway as Kathie, unexpectedly home, walked in on us.

All Nita could say, mid orgasm, was "Oh Shit!" as she slid off, sperm, lubrication and general wetness dripping everywhere as she vanished out the door to try and find Kathie.

I found the bathroom and washed and cleaned up. Then wandered back down the hall to the kitchen to find my clothes. Dressed and decent again in very short order and listening to the raised voices coming from what I took to be Kathie's room I decided discretion was probably a good idea and so I vanished out the back door and returned home.

--- 000 ---

Getting back to what I hoped was the relative sanctuary and sanity of my own house I sat down at the kitchen table to gather my thoughts and wonder what the hell would happen next and more importantly what I needed to do in the way of damage limitation. From the sounds that had been coming from Kathie's room she wasn't too happy to walk in on her mother and an older neighbour having very energetic and rather loud sex.

The door opened and Mary stuck her head into the kitchen. "You're back early; Oh, oh! - what happened?"

Briefly I told Mary the situation.

"Oh bugger!" Was her most unladylike comment and she shot out the back door.

I wondered what the hell could happen or go wrong next - everything seemed to be trundling downhill on a handcart - all that could happen now was the wheels could come off.

At that point Kathie stalked in through the back door and I thought "Sod it - the wheels just came off as well!"

She stood there, obviously fuming, then burst into tears. That really was all I needed - like a lot of men crying females are not my forte. I pushed a box of tissues towards her and moved a chair out for her to sit on. It was ignored as she came and sat on my knee, still sobbing.

"It's not fair - Mum and I both knew you and Gran were sleeping together and it was supposed to be my turn next. I was miles away wondering as to how I was going to seduce you, then I walked in and you and Mum were fucking for England. It caught me completely by surprise..."

Well I might not have put it quite like that, but I'll admit that we had both worked up a fair amount of passion before it was all deflated. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly an erection can collapse and vanish if the circumstances go pear-shaped.

"So what now?" I asked, rather stupidly in retrospect.

I mean - I had 120 lbs of very nubile young woman sitting on my lap, I was also becoming very aware of several quite important things. Judging by the slightly squidgy right breast that Kathie was pressing against my left arm, Kathie was not wearing a bra under her rather fetching mohair sweater. Not only that, as my conscious mind was registering that, my unconscious self had redirected rather more blood than was good for the situation somewhere else. Kathie moved slightly and I saw her eyes register my stiffening erection.

I braced myself for the next explosion of female ire. It didn't come. Instead Kathie repositioned herself so she now had a leg either side of my own and she was sitting facing me. My hands were now on her hips - lesser of all evils it seemed - this movement had at least given my now diamond hard dick a little respite. It had, however, put a very prominent pair of breasts into an excellent position where it was becoming more and more difficult to ignore them. Actually I would have been very sick if I had managed to ignore them, probably dying I decided. In fact my little brain kicked in and took over at this point.

I slid my hand up on to the bare skin under the sweater and waited for the reaction. Kathie purred, or at least would have done if she could have. I carried on and discovered a delightful thing about mohair - on otherwise uncovered nipples it has a profoundly arousing effect - hers were rigid and really rather prominent. Irresistibly so in fact. I slid the front of her sweater up and gently suckled first one then the other. Kathie groaned in pleasure. Then opened her eyes.

"Let's go somewhere where we won't be disturbed."

Given the events of the last half an hour this seemed like a great idea - our bedroom beckoned and for the first time in a very long time the inner lock was brought back into use - this time I didn't want to be disturbed. Kathie came up behind me as I was sorting out the door. She pulled my T-shirt over my head and I felt her naked breasts pressed into my back. God she was beautiful! Then her hands moved down as, still behind me, she undid my belt and zip and her hands found him.

"Oh yessss!" was her reaction, "This I have to see, no wonder mum couldn't wait."

Hell that was good for my ego. I turned round to start finishing undressing Kathie - I was too slow, she was just kicking her jeans off - she really was naked, she shaved as well. Now my turn to kneel and kiss that beautiful pussy. She put one foot on my shoulder to give me better access to her coral-pink dripping wet core. I nipped her clit gently between my lips and hit the jackpot. Now I'd had time to note that Gran and mother were vocal and wriggled a lot when their orgasms hit, but young Kathie was the most vociferous of the lot. She literally came off the floor as her thighs clamped round my face and head. So I was kneeling and supporting her at the same time. Thank the lord she was slender.

Oh I also found out she was also a "squirter' - my face was soaked in her sweet-tasting cum. I moved us to the end of the bed and lay her down which moved him in contact with her pussy lips - her reaction? Both legs hooked behind my back and her middle flexed to push onto me so I slid all the way in in one neat move - then she fucked me from underneath.

Savage,

raw,

hard

fucking.

Her second come came about ten seconds later and as she spasmed and wriggled and wailed round my cock I came too. Wet and sticky and slippery and hot and crude and rough - just like good sex should be. Forget ten! This was at least a fifteen. I sank down on top of her and then to allow her breathe slid off and lay on my back alongside her, both of us breathing hard.

"Damn! I'm leaking... Clean me?"

"Sit on me then."

Holding her leaky pussy lips together she sat up and them moved on top of me so I was looking straight up at her now fiery red lips. She took her hand away and I watched the first drip form and caught it with my tongue.

Guys if you've never had that pleasure you don't know what you're missing. The taste is not you or her, it's the mixture and boy is it good. I watched her muscles contract and more juice appeared and slid down to my waiting lips.

Now it was my turn to pull her down to me and fasten my mouth round her and use my tongue to speed the delivery. I think she went into another orgasm at that point because again a huge muscle contraction happened and delivered yet another juicy portion to me. Then she could take no more and rolled off me.

We dozed off, wrapped round each other in the afterglow of possibly the most satisfying and certainly the most energetic sex I had had in quite some time. Given that Pam and I enjoy frequent and usually very lively sex that was saying a hell of a lot.

--- 000 ---

We reappeared about two hours later having showered and freshened up in the en-suite. At least the worst of the smell of sex was gone. Neither Kathie or I were in the least surprised to find both Nita and Mary sat having a cup of tea and waiting for us.

Mary spoke first. "Just so as everyone knows," she said, "Pam expected this to happen, and had spoken to me and told me that she wouldn't, in fact didn't, mind at all if it did. She was expecting to be taken care of by her friends and didn't want Sven to miss out."

Nita then picked up the dialogue, "Right, she said much the same to me." Then turning to me, "Sven we'll drop the pretence of Mum needing to sleep here and just take turns to spend the night with you. I'll spend the night tonight, if you can cope that is, then Kathie, then Mum."

I think my smile probably let them know I approved and to think I had wondered how I might contrive this very situation.

Sometimes real life is kind and there really is a god.

Now where the hell did I put that vitamin supplement....

(c) Sven the Elder

September "06