Bound To Be Pleased

An eBook By Stanfield Major.

At first the conversation was a little stilted but Rob kept asking us questions and sharing his thoughts and soon we were all talking as if we'd known one another for years. Rob and Adele especially. I think if he'd been any other man I would have felt threatened, but, in some way I didn't understand, he created an ambiance in which those feelings never even began.

In part, I think, it was due to what he called his 'one ground rule' that he'd shared with us in an early email. He'd said that if any one of us was uncomfortable about what was happening we could say 'Stop'. He guaranteed that he'd stop even if no one else did. It gave me a much needed sense of control.

Once we'd finished eating and established that we all did indeed want to go through with this, the three of us walked back to the motel. Adele and I were holding hands again but now it was more from anticipation than from fear. Rob wore a small sweet smile. There was another moment of awkwardness when we closed the door behind us but Rob broke through that by unbuttoning his shirt and saying, "Let's get naked." And, in no time, we were.

Neither Rob or I were hard at this juncture. Adele sat down on the edge of the bed, her breasts swaying, and beckoned us over. "Oh boy," she said as she took our soft cocks in her hands, "Every girl's dream." She took Rob's cock in her mouth first.

"Unless the girl's lesbian," Rob said with a laugh. "Oh yeah, that feels good." I could see him start to grow hard. I felt myself growing hard too. Soon Adele had her hands full. She pulled us together and took the heads of both our cocks into her mouth, looking up at us. I could see that Rob was about the same length as I but a bit thicker.

"God," Adele whispered, pulling away from us, "this makes me feel like a slut."

Rob had a slight frown, "you know I don't like that word. You have every right to be a sexual person."

"Oh, take the stick out of your ass," Adele said, "I feel like a slut and I like it."

Rob laughed, "Okay, okay."

"Quit the yakking and suck, slut," I said.

Rob began fingering her pussy while I played with her tits. I found it strange how normal this all felt. Here Adele and I were butt naked with a guy we'd only met a few hours ago and we're making silly jokes. Adele fell back on the bed and spread her legs. Rob and I both looked at her in awe. She was drinking it in. She grabbed her knees and opened herself wide.

"One of you schmucks gonna fuck me or do I have to grab some kid off the street?" Adele asked forcefully. Rob and I looked at each other and then I gave him the 'you first' gesture with my right hand. A second later I was watching him enter my wife. My fantasy, voiced so many months ago, had come true. I'd given her the key and she'd unlocked the door. "Oh Rob, that feels so good," she sighed. I knelt beside the bed, leaning on it, as I watched her. She looked so beautiful to me, her chest flushed with arousal.

Rob looked at me, a hint of concern in his eyes. "Go man," I said, "Fuck that slut. Make that hot-cunted bitch cum." Adele turned to me, her eyes glowing, a big smile on her lips. And Rob did as he was told.

And then it was my turn. And, after a period of talk and resting, his again. He lay down on his back and Adele straddled him, holding his cock so she could guide him into herself. Once he was inside she lay on his chest as he held her.

"Ever try a dp?" I heard him ask her. She pushed herself up on her arms.

"What's a dp?"

"Double penetration," I said. "Two cocks inside you." I felt myself and knew I was hard enough...

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