Summer and Fall

She climbed onto my lap as he watched us, a smile on his face that I had seen a million times before.

 

“I can’t believe I’ve never kissed you,” she whispered, her lips just brushing my own.

 

“Is that what you want?” I asked. “Just a kiss?”

 

“I want more than a kiss,” she said letting me taste her breath as I dug my fingers into the small of her back and pulled her closer. Her lips were full and soft, and I could feel years of anticipation pressing against the back of my throat. Our kiss was tender and strong. It was summer and fall.

 

“You two are beautiful,” he said leaning closer to us, even as I slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders. Her neck was impossibly soft and her collarbone left a pool of shadow in which I buried my mouth. When her hips moved I was hard in an instant, and she whimpered into my ear as she pushed against me.

 

She was the one who motioned for him to lose his shirt as I kissed the space between her breasts, and out of the corner of my eye I watched him kneel beside us, his hand on his belt and his bare chest strong and slick. Without thinking I ran one hand up his body from his stomach to his parted lips, where he took them instantly.

 

“Let’s suck his cock,” she whispered into my ear, her hand pulling at his buckle. “While we fuck,” she added as an after thought. I wiggled beneath her, my mind growing dizzy in an instant as she helped me pull my cock from my jeans and roll a condom over it as he watched. Her dress was around her waist, his hand inside his pants, and in a moment everything was clear once more.

 

She guided me inside her, slowly opening around me as I held her hips and ass; he lifted her dress, watching us join for the first time. He licked his lips as he watched, and then suddenly she was on me, my cock buried inside her completely, and my mouth back on hers with a hunger that bordered on ravenous.

 

And before I could get used to anything, he was standing next to us, his hard cock in his fist as she leaned in and took him into her mouth. My hand replaced his in a second as I tried to focus on everything at once, and he was impossibly hard. She pulled him closer, leaning back just enough to watch my lips open as well, taking him into my mouth as I pulled her onto me with a hand on the small of her back.

 

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but it might have been years; taking turns sucking his cock and fucking for the first time after waiting almost too long. I don’t know how I managed to focus at all, and I don’t know how she slipped a hand between our bodies to rub her clit exactly the right way. I do know that he screamed out both our names as he grew closer, and I do know that we laughed and grinned as we jerked him off into our waiting mouths. And I know that her sticky kiss, salty and sweet, was full of tenderness and come all at the same time.

 

He lay back and watched, his body still shaking as she clenched around me, her dress now lost to a dark corner of the floor. I kissed her neck and pulled a nipple between my teeth until she screamed. But it wasn’t until I threw her to her back, opened her thighs, and stared at her open cunt that I was fully present. I fucked her once more, her head nearly in his lap, and she closed her eyes and arched her hips to meet me as she slapped her cunt with an open hand. Over and over again she beat her tender skin as I slammed into her, her moans growing darker and deeper with each second.

 

When she came it was with a growl and with tears. Her face closed in pain and pleasure, her thighs closed around me, and her hands turned to fists in an instant. She screamed and screamed, even as I continued fucking her, and it went on for an endless moment. I kissed her mouth as he cradled her head, and when I finally held her she started to laugh.

 

I pulled out and lay next to next body, still in the spasms of release, and he sighed as he touched my face.

 

“So beautiful,” he said again, his voice echoing in the dark room like a light in the sky.

 -gny

Shudders of Envy

She didn’t want to know his name.

It was important that I did, but anything more than that would move it from one thing to another. It was a ledge she wanted to sit on, and if there were too many things to hold onto, the excitement would vanish with the fear.

He was waiting in the room when she entered, and I could feel her heart beating through my grip on her arm. Her eyes settled on him in an instant, and for a brief moment I wondered if she might change her mind. By the time she stood in front of him, we could both hear her breath, and when I reached the zipper on the back of her dress a sigh escaped her lips.

“Would you like to see her naked?” I asked, stepping up beside him where he sat. We eyed her up and down, her lip trembling in worried anticipation. His nod was enough, and I marvelled at his composure.

Her dress fell to the floor in silence. She stepped forward, closer to him since there was no where else to go, and his hands moved instantly to her hips. When I unclasped her bra and removed it she trembled, and when I finally slid the lace off her thighs, she sighed once more. I pulled her hands behind her back an instant later, and she stood in front of him, bare to his wandering eyes and hands.

“I thought you’d like her,” I said, watching him take her in, even as I kissed her neck, my grip never loosening. “But tell me. Do you want to fuck her? If not, I’ll simply take her away.”

Without a word he pulled her onto his lap, her thighs parting as she straddled him. She leaned back and groaned, feeling him hard between her legs, and when my fingers gripped her hair she was nearly coming.

“Yes,” he whispered, his hands on her breasts, twisting and teasing her body in an instant. “I do want to fuck her. Now, in fact.”

She struggled to move, her arms still held firmly in my grasp as he undid his belt. She struggled not to beg as he pulled his hard cock from his pants, her cunt opening around him as her hips moved involuntarily, trying to take him inside her. I kissed her mouth as she groaned, and I reached between their bodies, opening her lips and pushing two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet, her want as urgent as his.

“Are you ready?” I asked her, holding him against her. “Are you ready to get fucked?”

“Please,” was all she could say, mumbling the word over and over again as she struggled against us both.

A second later and it was done. He lifted her up, wrapped his hand firmly around his cock, and then lowered her back down, thrusting inside her in one motion. Her head rolled back, her eyes opened wide, and the scream that left her mouth was animal and uncontrolled. I pushed her down hard as he pulled her to him, thrusting his cock inside her, as she grew louder and louder with each passing second.

“I want to come,” she moaned. “And I want him to come. Oh god, I want both of you to come. I want everything.”

She bit her lip as I stepped in front of her, my own cock in my hand as I watched them fuck. I leaned forward, pulling a nipple between two fingers, pinching her harder and longer than I ever had before as she called out my name over and over again. He didn’t once slow down, and it only took minutes before she began to clench around him, her whole body starting to let go.

When she came, she shook the room. When she came time stopped, the earth shifted on its axis, and the heavens shuddered in envy. When she came she drenched his body, her cunt letting go of everything, spilling her release across his skin.

When she came we both followed instantly, him deep inside her, and me covering her breasts and neck as I pulled her to me with one hand wrapped in her hair. He kissed her mouth and then I did, all of us shaking and moaning without any words at all, our bodies flooding each other in wave after wave of pleasure.

She didn’t stop, even after we did, her thighs clenching tightly as she lifted herself up and down, his cock still mostly hard inside her. She leaned in, his teeth now finding her skin as she came once more, this time lifting off of him, exploding everywhere as the shudders took her from head to toe. Her arms around his neck, and his face between her breasts, she held him there struggling to say a word.

When she looked up at me there was adoration in her eyes mixed in with relief and the desire for more. She grinned and she shook when I kissed her. She closed her eyes as he pulled her close, and he held her tightly as she gently rocked above him, their bodies soaked with release.

It was a long time before anyone said a thing, and then it was just one word. She kissed him slowly and firmly before looking up and pulling me close.

“Again,” she said, her eyes closing as her hips began to move once more.

 

Shredding Our Memory

in the morning she lies between us

her lips parted and her body still bruised

 

the room smells of honeysuckle

and sex with a hint of coffee

just beginning to brew

 

he opens his eyes and smiles at me

our minds drifting back

to just hours before

as she writhed between us

begging

longing

needing us to

fuck her harder with each

breath

 

I can see the mark he left on a shoulder

and her skin

is red from my come

 

when she rolls to her back

our eyes open wider

and we lose all restraint

 

our hands begin to move

and her thighs part

shredding our memory

and replacing it instantly

with now

 

when she stretches her limbs

her body waking from a dream

it’s with a whisper on her battered lips

 

more she says softly

I want more

-gny

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"They are so going to make out…"


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"They are so going to make out…"

I Want More

“Put this on,” I said, handing her a blindfold in the elevator.

 

“Here? What if someone sees me?” She took it reluctantly, but wrapped it around her head anyway.

 

“How would you even know?” I asked, watching her tie it in place. I took her hand and waited before the elevator stopped on our floor. She took a deep breath when the door opened, and I lead her out and down the hall. The room was just a couple doors down, and she trembled as she walked the few steps, her heels digging into the thick carpet.

 

I slid my card into the door, and pushed her gently through. He was sitting on the edge of the bed as we had discussed, his cock already hard in his hand. Without waiting another second I brought her to the center of the room, pushed her to her knees, and then lifted her chin.

 

“You’re going to suck his cock now,” I whispered. He pulled her head to him before she could say a word, and her lips opened around him as she reached up and wrapped her hand around his thick cock. I let her suck him for a few minutes before I gave her another direction.

 

“Pull your dress off your shoulders. Let him see you.”

 

Without taking his cock from her mouth she slid the straps down, exposing her breasts to him for the first time. He groaned as he stared at her, her hands instantly going back to his cock once more.

 

“Stand,” I said, my fingers in her hair. I lifted her up in front of him. “Take it off.”

 

Her dress fell to the ground and she was completely naked, her legs shaking as she stood, still blindfolded in front of us.

 

“Is she wet?” I asked him. He reached his hand out instantly, gently touching her pussy before pushing two fingers inside her. He looked up and smiled, nodding his head.

 

“She’s soaking,” he said.

 

“Are you ready to get fucked?” I asked her. She nodded and whimpered the word yes, almost too quietly for us to hear. I pushed her forward, bending her over the bed and asked her again.

 

“Yes,” she said much louder.

 

“Yes, what?” I asked, as he stood up next to me. I had my cock out as well, and each of us rolled a condom down as we stared at her ass and cunt.

 

“Yes, I’m ready to be fucked,” she whispered again.

 

“By who?” I asked, wondering if she knew the correct answer.

 

“Anyone,” she said, her voice straining as she parted her legs in anticipation. “I don’t care, just someone fuck me. Please!”

 

“Good girl,” I said, as he stepped behind her and slid his cock inside her tight cunt in an instant. She let out a long moan as he started to fuck her, and I watched while he pushed her further onto the bed, her pussy stretching around him. A minute later I took his place, her whimper just lasting the few seconds without someone inside her. I slammed into her as well, fucking her harder as she collapsed forward. I slapped her ass and fucked her as hard as I could, before finally rolling her over onto her back.

 

“Take it off,” I told her. Trembling she reached up and undid the blindfold, her eyes instantly blinded by the dim light in the room. She looked back and forth between us, smiling as she opened her legs. We crawled towards, her, pulling her thighs open wider.

 

“More,” she said, leaning up and kissing him for the first time. “I want more.”



-gny

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Look, it’s one of ours!  Reblogging to add credit back in. Thanks!

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And threesome kissing photos are also nice. 

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#756)

And threesome kissing photos are also nice. 

Beautiful, Brilliant, And Wet

We sat on the couch after everyone else had gone to bed. His hand was on one thigh and mine was on the other while she turned back and forth between us. We had been flirting all night, hell we had been flirting all month, but this was the closest to alone the three of us had ever been.


“You are beautiful,” he whispered, pushing her hair behind an ear as he kissed her neck.


“And brilliant,” I added, my lips brushing her cheek.


“And wet,” she said, turning instantly in to kiss me. It was not tender, and it was not sweet, but it spoke volumes. “Also ready.”


We were something of a blur as we undid buttons, pulled off shirts, and removed everything that was in the way of skin. She kissed him and then me as we finally felt the warmth of each other’s bodies. When I touched his face, and he kissed me too, she let out a sigh which was instantly followed by the sound of her jeans hitting the floor. Our hands returned to her thighs, this time opening her legs as our fingers moved higher.


“Can I watch?” she asked, now naked and trembling.


“Watch what?” I asked, leaning her head back with one hand in her hair. “What do you want to see?”


“Him,” she moaned, her fingers moving between her legs. “I want to watch him suck your cock.”


He didn’t pause before moving to the floor, and a second later I was hard in her hand as he looked up at her. She slowly jerked me off as his face moved closer, and her breathing grew quicker with each stroke.


“Please,” she sighed again. “It’s so fucking hot.”


Without any more wait his lips opened around me and all three of us watched in awe as he took me into his mouth, sucking my cock until he had taken all of me. She leaned in closer, her mouth moving down my body, even as her own fingers kept working between her legs.


“I’ve never seen that before. Not this close. Not like this,” she moaned as I reached down and pulled him closer with one hand in his hair. He moaned around me, reaching up and grabbing my cock without letting me out of his mouth. I watched her, body shaking and eyes wide, and I watched him, lost in concentration, as he dragged me closer to the edge.


“Oh god,” I moaned, my head leaning back as I felt my whole body tighten. “Oh fuck, I’m going to come.”


And then she was next to him, her head practically resting on my stomach as he continued. I moaned his name and his fist was a blur. I clenched the blanket on the couch, closed my eyes, and finally let myself go, filling his mouth as he sucked me fiercely between his lips. He never stopped, his hand held me tightly as he swallowed my come, and it was only when he finally came up for air that she leaned in and kissed him hard on the mouth. He kissed her back, pulling her in closer as I slowly grew soft.


“I need to be fucked,” she growled between kisses, and it was my turn to pull her up onto my lap and open her legs as he stood. I reached a hand between her thighs as he rolled a condom down over his cock, and seconds later she was kissing me once more as he slid inside her.


“Oh god,” she said, turning to kiss me as they fucked, and the look in her eyes was clear. She was lost. She was happy. And she needed more.


“Don’t worry,” I whispered, pushing two fingers between her lips. “We’re just getting started.”

 

-gny

Because I Miss You

The last time she called me while getting fucked, I was in a meeting at work.


For some reason I answered the phone. Maybe it was because I knew it was her, maybe because I expected it, or maybe I was simply worried. Either way, I stood up, walked into my office and closed the door behind me.


“What are you doing?” I said, unsure if I was annoyed or turned on. I hadn’t seen her in two weeks, and while I’m always happy to hear her fuck, it felt harder each day we were apart.


“I’m getting fucked up the ass in my plaid skirt as I jerk off my husband,” she said, her voice only slightly less stable than normal. I almost didn’t believe her, but Jane never lied. Not about this.


“And why are you talking to me instead of sucking his cock?” My annoyance turned into a strangely sincere amount of curiosity. Why was she calling me? It was unlike her in so many ways. Jane was present with everyone, and if she had two cocks anywhere near her body, it was unlikely she’d be thinking about anything at all.


“Because I miss you,” she whispered, a moan slipping into her voice as I heard the deep grunts of male voices behind her.


“You’re getting fucked up the ass and you miss me?” I asked. “Well you know what? I miss you too. And I’m in a meeting. Or I was until I stepped out to listen to you not sucking dick.”


And then she was no longer talking, and all I could hear was the sound of her lips smacking against something hard and thick. She grew louder and louder, and I closed my eyes and remembered what she looked like in just that position. Her ass in the air, her mouth open, and her body shaking as she struggled to pay attention to too many things.


When she started to come, I realized I had been gone for nearly ten minutes. I adjusted my cock through my suit pants and took a deep breath.


“That’s better,” I said into the phone as her sighs of release grew louder and louder.


I hung up before she said another word, and I stood there for just a moment wondering what the hell had just happened. It was only later, while still sitting through the meeting that wouldn’t end, that I realized it. Jane was always present. She was always exactly where she was. Nothing would distract her.


Almost nothing, that is.


“I love you,” I wrote, before putting my phone down onto the table and pretending to once again pay attention.

-gny

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Tell Me a Story

Kelly crawled between my legs and pulled a blanket over both of us.


“Tell me a story,” she said, her knees parting as she took my hand and placed it firmly on her pussy. “Maybe about Anya. About fucking her so hard she cried.”


The room had quieted down, but there were still people milling about the party. Everything about Anya came flooding back in a heartbeat, and I wasn’t sure where to begin. But when Kelly wanted a story, there was no use arguing.


“One time she convinced my best friend that I wanted him to fuck her. She told him it had been a fantasy of mine for a long time, and that I wanted to walk in on them. He went along with it in a heartbeat, because everyone went along with Anya. It was just something we all did without thinking. “


“Did he do it?” she asked, opening her legs wider as my fingers moved over her skin, teasing her as I whispered in her ear.


“When I got home they were on the bed,” I said with a nod. “She was on top of him, and I stood at the door wondering if she thought the game would end when I discovered them. He saw me first though, and he pulled her down by the hair and held her face to his neck. I walked up behind her, and I had my cock in my hand two seconds later.”


“Did you stick it in her ass?” Kelly asked, her legs tightening around my hand as her breathing grew faster. “Tell me you fucked her slutty little ass. Tell me you did terrible things to her.”


“He held her steady as I approached them, and he lifted her up just enough that I could slide inside her. She tried to look back, but he held her there, unable to turn, unable to see who it was. I fucked her faster and faster as he told her it was a friend. He told her it was an old friend of his who wanted to fuck her too, and no matter how hard she tried to look, he held her there against him, as both of us listened to her whimper.”


“Oh fuck,” Kelly said, my fingers pushing into her as she arched her back and bit her lip. “Did you come in her? Tell me you came in her.”


“Within minutes,” I said. “I dug my fingers into her ass, he pulled on her hair, and I filled her over and over again. She moaned and scratched, and she was completely torn between wanting to beg for more and needing to know who I as.”


“I’m coming,” Kelly whispered, turning her head and kissing me even as my fingers moved faster. Her whole body tightened up like a spring, until finally she released it all, drenching my hand, the floor, and the thin blanket above us. I covered her mouth with my hand and she screamed into it as she shook and moaned against my skin.


“By the time I left, they were fucking again, and she was sobbing and coming at the same time. I called her later to say I was running late, and I’d be home in an hour. He was gone by the time I arrived, and she attacked me with more lust than I had seen in weeks.”


“Thank you,” Kelly said, her body finally returning to normal. “I like when you tell me stories. Especially about Anya. I think I hate her. But sometimes, I’m so jealous I can’t stand it.”


My fingers were still inside her as I kissed her hair and held her there in my arms. It would be weeks before she asked me again, but I’d say yes as always. I’d hold her and whisper in her ear, telling her anything at all just to keep her there a moment longer.


-gny

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Long enough for it to move to this…

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Long enough for it to move to this…

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#737)
I’ve been thinking about threesomes a lot recently. Especially in suits. And especially with two people I can’t keep my hands off, with enough time to do everything we can imagine.
Luckily, it’s a long weekend.

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#737)

I’ve been thinking about threesomes a lot recently. Especially in suits. And especially with two people I can’t keep my hands off, with enough time to do everything we can imagine.

Luckily, it’s a long weekend.

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#728) 
I love watching their faces as we fuck. 

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#728) 

I love watching their faces as we fuck. 

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#727)
This might get interesting…

©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#727)

This might get interesting…

The Salt of Her Lips

The last time we fucked her, hard and fast on her own bed, I slipped out of myself and into her.


We had undressed frantically and our need was thick and uncontrollable. We had fingers inside her before anyone lost clothes, and she knelt between us as we pulled off our shirts and got us hard in her mouth. Our foreplay was done when I pulled her panties to one side and fucked her cunt. She collapsed onto the bed, my cock inside her as he took her by the hair and forced her mouth around him.


She was moaning and begging, urging us on with taunts and fingers, and not one of us was thinking at all. And as I watched her between us, getting fucked hard from both ends, my vision clouded and I left my body behind. For a moment I floated in space, and then suddenly I was her instead.


The cock in my mouth was thick and salty with taste that was as familiar as it was strange. There was sweat on my face and my hair was matted against my skin. Each time the cock in my cunt pushed into me, I tried to swallow more of what was in my mouth. All three heartbeats were pounding loudly as they fucked me, and all I knew was that I needed more. I needed it to be harder and stronger. I needed more hands, more come, and more everything. I yearned to be consumed and devoured, my body aching from use, and I gave in completely.


And then in a flash I was me and I was coming inside her, my cock pulsing and my fingers tightening around her ass. He was grunting, and she was moaning, and I watched as she swallowed his come and licked what was left off her lips and chin.


When we collapsed onto the bed, she looked at me strangely.


“What is it?” I asked.


“For a moment,” she said, “I was you and I was fucking me, and it was the best feeling in the world. When I came back to myself I was coming harder than I have in days.”


I kissed her, and the salt of her lips was familiar.

 

-GNY

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