Leaves of Lust: Seven Explicit Tales of Adventurous Erotica

The Great Outdoors-2

“If he’s up for it,” Brenda then added.

They both looked up at me, crouched down in front of my manifest lust, and Julie asked me “What about it, big boy? Are you... up for it?” She tugged my c**k at the word “up”.

I was still thinking about the words “It’s been a while since we’ve had a man.”

I asked, “How often do you two do this, anyway?”

I’d meant it to be a joke, but Brenda answered, “About once a month. Only with men we don’t know. That way neither of us gets jealous. We’ve been together for four years, but we like our occasional man-meat.”

It felt strange to be so blatantly objectified. I reflected then that most women dealt with this sensation quite a bit. Still, I wasn’t put off by it. I was naked and hard, and these women were gorgeous and willing. I was all for it.

“Then have all you want,” I said, looking from one to the other. “I’m yours.”

Without further ado, Julie immediately leaned forward and took me in her mouth, sucking my swollen knob with vigor. “Aw!” I exclaimed, surprised by the suddenness of the sensation. I caressed her blond head while she slurped and gobbled, and saw Brenda lay on her side in front of Julie, grabbing one of her swaying t**s and licking the rosy protruding n****e.

“Mmmm,” moaned the blond, bobbing on my rod while reaching down to caress her friend’s head.

Brenda bent to a kneeling position then and said, “Give me some of that.” Julie pulled her mouth away, long strands of drool dripping down, and pointed my c**k at Brenda. The brunette licked the length of the shaft with short, soft strokes of her tongue, then slid her head forward in one swift motion. Her hot mouth glided over me until her lips were pressed against my balls and my head was buried in her throat. She clamped her hands on my ass and pulled me against her, moving her head around slightly to massage my d**k with the back of her throat.

“Ah! Oh! Oh-ohhh...ahhh...” I gasped, overwhelmed by pleasure.

Julie got to her feet and stripped off her shorts and panties, then lay on her back, spreading her legs before me and stroking herself with one hand. I could see that her slit was glistening. “Don’t make us do all the work,” she said. “Get down here!”

I couldn’t go anywhere while Brenda still had me in her firm clutches, but she let me go, took hold of both my wrists, and pulled me gently to my knees in front of Julie’s spread legs. The rock was a little rough on my knees, but I forgot this as I lay on my stomach and started kissing my way up the blond’s thighs. Brenda stood and removed her remaining clothes as my tongue glided up and into Julie’s dripping p***y. She wriggled and squeaked with delight as I licked her labia, and her legs wrapped around my upper back and held me in place. “Oh yes, oh yes,” she squealed. “Oh f*****g eat me! Oh yesss...” She gripped the back of my head and shoved my face into her wet and tender flesh. I could barely breathe, but worked my jaw and tongue with as much vigor as I could, hearing her cries intensify until they merged into one long moan and her p***y pulsed against my face.

She let go of my head and relaxed her legs, gasping there on the ground as I pulled myself up, face dripping. Brenda stood next to me, bent down, and licked my lips and face before thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I reached up to touch her face, but she pushed me down gently onto my back. These women definitely liked to take control. I looked up, awaiting her next move, and she smiled down at me, her face framed by dark tresses that now hung free. She got onto all fours then, and crawled over me until she straddled my chest, one knee on either side of my head. She had her shirt bunched up in one hand and slid it under my head as a pillow. Looking down at me between her breasts, she said, “Hope you didn’t spoil your appetite. There’s more to eat.”

I was about to reply, but she lifted herself slightly and slid her crotch forward, lowering her p***y onto my mouth. Her lips were quite large, and I delighted in lapping and slurping them. After only half a minute or so, they quivered and convulsed, and I heard her give a sharp moan. I expected her to move off me then, but instead she paused only briefly, and then pressed herself onto me again. I ate some more, and once again, after the briefest c*********s, she shuddered and came with a loud cry. Again, she remained there, not yet satisfied. My tongue was getting worn out, but I kept going, and she helped out by rotating and grinding her hips, using my face as a m**********n toy.

Meanwhile, I felt a hand between my legs, pressing my d**k against my belly, then Julie’s hot tongue swirled around my balls. I moaned with pleasure as she licked my sack, sometimes taking one or both balls into her mouth, and my moans drove Brenda even more wild. Julie stopped what she was doing after a time and said, “Give him a minute to breathe, honey.”

Brenda rose, gasping, and rolled onto her back. “But it’s soooo good...” she sighed.

Julie looked at me and said, “Let me show you how it’s done.” She then knelt, grabbed and lifted Brenda’s thighs, and stuffed her face into her lover’s wet bush.

I had thought that I’d been doing OK in terms of pleasuring Brenda, but now she went absolutely wild, literally screaming with ecstasy at Julie’s attentions. Her knees were up near her shoulders, and her hands were over her head, arching her back as she cried with closed eyes and an open-mouthed smile while the blond head shook and writhed between her legs. From what I could tell, she was having an orgasm about every thirty seconds.

I’d been enjoying this sight, amazed and delighted at what I saw, but then Julie lifted her head and said, “What are you doing? f**k me!”

All right then, I thought. No use wasting time on the niceties. I moved behind Julie, moved the towels onto the ground so I could kneel without it hurting, and rubbed the head of my c**k along her wet slit. She moaned a little as I teased her. Then I sank in, to the hilt, and she raised her head to groan, “Oh GOD yes!”

I agreed. It was great, that p***y of hers. I pumped slowly, plumbing her hot depths until I could go no further, then pulling out almost all the way before plunging in again, savoring the sweet exploration of her hot wet center. She kept eating Brenda until the brunette finally put her hands on Julie’s head, gasping, “OK. OK, Sweetie. I can’t take any more right now. You’re too good.”

Julie let go of Brenda’s legs, then crawled forward, pulling away from my d**k. She lay on top of her lover, and the two kissed for several moments, caressing each other’s faces and hair. “Now you,” Brenda whispered as she looked up into Julie’s eyes. As if this were a familiar cue, Julie worked her way around to face me, straddling Brenda’s face as Brenda had mine. The brunette gripped her lover’s ass and raised her head, and I could hear slurping sounds as I gazed into Julie’s half-closed eyes.

“Do her,” the blond said in a firm whisper, between sighs and moans. I moved forward and took aim at Brenda’s engorged p***y, then shoved myself in.

There was a sudden gasp from Brenda as I filled her with my hard flesh. I held myself up with my arms, beginning to f**k steadily, purposefully, feeling that my own orgasm was not far off. Julie bent forward and kissed me, rubbing my hair, caressing my shoulders as she sat on Brenda’s face. Her kiss was filled with the powerful taste of feminine juices, and I drank this in eagerly, pumping faster. Brenda stopped eating Julie and started crying out. “Oh! OH! Ah! Mmmm!” as I banged her.

Julie repositioned herself, rolling off and lying beside Brenda, kissing her throat and sucking a n****e. “Ooooo...” whined the brunette, her legs locking around my hips.

I was enraptured by all this fleshly delight, but was nearing the edge. “I’m gonna come,” I whispered. “Oh yes... Oh I’m gonna...”

“Inside me,” Brenda gasped, looking up and into my eyes. “Yes... come inside me... I want it...”

“Yeah? You want it?” It was coming now, and there was no holding back.

“Yes!” she whispered fiercely. “Give it to me!”

“Ohhh... OHHHH... it’s... I’m....”

“Yes do it, f**k me, come in me, come in MEEEE—“

And then I exploded, spurting hot into her, my d**k pulsing and shooting in her tight grip, her wet cunt milking me, greedy for all of me, wanting every last drop from every last spasm, draining me dry and filling her insatiable s*x. “AGGHH!!” I shouted. “Hah! Nggh! Ho! Ahhh!” I was lightheaded from the strength of my orgasm, and I collapsed on top of her. Both women were caressing me, and then we all kissed, one at a time with each other, then putting all of our faces together and sharing tongues.

After several minutes of basking in post-orgasmic delight, I pulled out and stood up. The two of them stood also, sticky with each other’s sweat and juices, stretching and smiling. “Well,” said Julie. “Are you going to get dressed now?”

“I think I’d better rinse off first.”

“Good idea. I’m about ready for that cold water now.”

So all three of us waded in, then splashed and swam and played around for a time. The water was even more refreshing this time than it had been after the hike. As we floated on our backs, I asked, “Do you two really do this every month?”

“Yep,” said Brenda.

“It’s our semi-open relationship,” Julie added. She went on to explain that they were a committed couple, but agreed to have a threesome with a man every so often. They wouldn’t do it with a woman because they were worried about the possibility that one or both of them could become jealous. That was the same reason they stuck to men that neither of them knew. Seemed like a fun setup.

“Well,” I told them, “you really seem to have it made. Many would envy you.”

“If they envy us, they can do it too,” said Brenda. “It’s not like we won some prize or got some special permission. We’re just rational adults who enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. Such pleasures are well worth pursuing, especially while you’re young and beautiful.”

I had to agree. We waded ashore then, and lay on the hot rock ledge in the sun. It was now early afternoon, but still warm and wonderfully bright. “You two going the rest of the way up the mountain?” I asked as we all stared at the clouds.

“Mm-hm,” said Julie. “What about you?”

“No. I’m going back down. I only really come here to swim.”

We lay quietly for some moments, and then Julie, who lay to my right, rolled onto her side and began stroking my torso. My p***s stirred at her touch. “Mm,” I murmured.

She slid her hand down to my genitals and began fondling, then planted soft kisses on my chest. My d**k once more swelled to life, hardening in her hand, and I gasped lightly.

Brenda rolled onto her own side, but did not touch me. “More?” she asked Julie, speaking across my chest.

“Well,” said the blond. “You got to have him come in you. I didn’t.” They had lapsed back into third-person references.

“Enjoy,” said Brenda. “I’m out this round.”

Neither of them seemed to think it necessary to consult me in the matter.

Julie’s kisses crept lower down my torso until she took me in her mouth, her tongue bringing me delight again. I stroked her head as it bobbed slowly up and down. She reached between her legs and began m**********g as she sucked me. To my left, Brenda just rolled back and faced the sky, closing her eyes while taking in the sun’s rays. She did not seem to be affected by what we were doing.

Julie stopped her fellatio and swung her right leg over me, dropping onto my chest and lowering her face for some deep, hot kisses. It was odd, in a sense, to feel such sincere passion from someone who was obviously very casual about all this. I didn’t let this bother me, though. Instead, I let my hands fall naturally to her hips, grabbing her ass and then caressing her back. I found that if I just stopped thinking and let myself, I could engage in this moment with real affection, a briefly awakened love that was no less real for being momentary and tenuous. I held her head in my hands and kissed her, and we both moaned softly at each other’s touch.