Hardcore Sexy Stories, Volume 3: Totally Taboo!

Chapter 2

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Ashley, Guy and I walked home from the yoga studio. Guy pretended to be uninterested in us and stayed nearly a half a block behind...giving me a chance to make small talk with Ash...and giving himself an opportunity to watch our asses in our tight fitting yoga pants. Like I said, we're so much alike, sometimes it's scary.

When we got back to our place, I began to show Ashley around our small house which was mostly filled with esoteric philosophy books, jazz biographies, old instruments and photography equipment. We are professional musicians, so our house is quite artsy and there’s always something for a stranger to find interest in.

As I was busy working on Ashley, Guy knew the best thing he could do was make us some tea. As he was busy in the kitchen, I was telling Ashley about an adventure we had from our last Asian tour, then showing her a picture of our concert in India, pausing to ask the young girl if she’s ever been overseas.

In addition to realizing long ago that our rings were indeed p***y blockers, we also realized that what young girls really want is a well-traveled, worldly older couple. A duo that they can tell their girlfriends about, by saying something like “hashtag couple goals”. Guy and I did our best to be that couple. Of course, that’s pretty much who we are, we just try to emphasize it a bit.

“I made you guys some chai,” Guy said, giving us each a cup.

“I’m going to go upstairs and take a shower,” he said as he kissed me on the cheek, adding, “It was nice meeting you, Ashley - I’m sure I’ll see you at class again sometime.”

“Oh, you too Guy! I love your house!” said Ashley.

As Guy walked upstairs I started searching for the book I had used as bait to bring the teen to our house.

Once upstairs, Guy put an old Chet Baker record on the turntable...knowing that I would appreciate a bit of atmosphere coming from upstairs.

I knew my husband was in the shower...probably thinking about where I was at with Ashley - hoping to god I was getting close to where we wanted her. I pictured my husband thinking about the teen’s toned a*s that was just inches from my face for most of the yoga class that day. Guy knew exactly what I would like to do to Ashely in that position. I was getting wet thinking about Guy getting hard...I imagined he was using the bar of soap to slowly masturbate in the shower...as he thought about Ashley and I downstairs...

Save yourself for later, cowboy! I said, sending Guy a mental message. He needed to realize that tonight he’d either be f*****g me or f*****g me and the teen we brought home from yoga class. Either way, I wanted as much of his c*m as I could get.

Within seconds of my mental message, I heard Guy turn off the shower. Amazing! I thought, relishing in our ability to communicate without words.

“That’s so cool that you guys get to travel all over and make music together!” Ashley said, bringing my mind back to the conversation I was having with her in real life...not the chat I was also having with my hubby in the ether.

I smiled thinking about all the girls that have said that to me before. We have this down to a f*****g system! I thought.

“The travel is great and all, but Guy is like my best friend so us spending time together is really the most fun!” I replied to Ashley.

“That’s so awesome,” Ashley whispered awestruck. I continued. “Guy’s so supportive too...”

Here we go, time to make my move!

“When I first came out I thought he’d totally freak, but he’s been so awesome about it,” I said, softly.

“Oh, are you gay?” asked Ashley.

“No, no, no, I’m bi. I could never live my life without d**k!” I laughed.

I thought I heard Ashley laugh...a nervous little giggle...but I wasn’t sure. Silence for a few moments.

Ashley’s voice finally cut through the silence. “How does it work then? I mean if you’re bi, but you guys are married...”

Bingo! We’ve officially gotten her! I laid back grateful as f**k for the night I was about to have with my husband and this hot, young girl.

“Oh, it’s not even a thing, Guy and I tell each other everything,” I explained to Ashley, adding, “we’re just totally open with each other. If I meet a girl at a bar or on the road or at the gym or something...”

I slightly accented the word “gym” to covertly implant the idea of meeting at a “workout space” - such as a yoga studio - making the situation comfortable and commonplace...so Ashely would let down her guard and give in to her passions...

I continued: “...if I meet someone I like, I go for it, no secrets.”

“And I mean, he doesn't, like, mind?” asked a dumbfounded Ashley.

“No, of course not, we’re soulmates! But Guy only has half of what I’m looking for - sometimes we have to bring in someone to help fulfill all - my - needs.”

I knew that saying “all - my - needs” had to be accented by a gentle rub on Ashley’s knee or upper thigh.

More silence. Our eyes met and I could feel Ashley's soul melting with mine...she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. My spirit was working to let her know she was safe to just let go...to give in...to fall into the abyss of her secret erotic desires.

I wanted to kiss her lips. Tender. Moist. Soft. Pink. I waited.

“Here, let me show you something super cool...” I said, softly.

I lifted up our scrapbook, a bulky black coffee table sized book of erotic photos Guy and I had taken over the years.

“What’s that?” asked Ashley.

“This is a book of pictures Guy’s taken. He loves photography...”

I moved to sit even closer to the teen...our legs were touching and I felt the heat between us rise...

“See, this is me and my first girlfriend...” my voice trailed off as I guided Ashley's hand onto the pages. Her chipped nail polish, a soft purple accented her long, bony, fingers...I imagined those fingers on my clit...or wrapped around my husband's cock...I smiled at the faded "X" written in Sharpie ink on Ashley's left hand...a symbol that she was old enough to fuck...but still too young to legally drink alcohol. What a strange world we live in, I thought to myself.

“Whoa, that’s hot,” I heard Ashley say as she turned the page.

“Oop! No pix!” I said, surprised with the lightning-fast speed in which she had grabbed her phone to snap a photo of one of the photos in our book. That’s hilarious! I thought.

“I’m sorry,” the young girl said sheepishly, “I just wanted to show my friend Maddie.”

“I know, that’s fine. It’s just, we only show these pictures to people in private - just because this is sort of like our own secret world, you know what I mean?” I asked.

“Yeah, I understand, I’m sorry,” said Ashley as she put away her phone, embarrassed.

“Ash, it’s fine, I just want to always be respectful of the lovers we’ve had that have wanted to pose for Guy and I.”

I brushed her hair off her face and studied the lines of her neck and collarbone...my eyes slowly turning towards Ashley's chest. I wanted nothing more than to rip off all her clothes and devour her perky, round t**s. I waited...the tension in the room increased with every flip of the page...

More photos being studied by Ashley in her silent reverie.

“Whoa, you look hot.” Ashley said.

We erupted in laughter.

“Thanks, that picture, Jesus! I dunno,” I laughed.

“It’s f*****g hot, what do you mean you dunno?” Ashley snorted.

“I just didn’t realize that Guy was going to, um, shove it in.” I howled, “that’s why I’m making that goofy a*s face!”

“Oh my godddddd,” Ashley howled in laughter! “I didn’t even notice him behind you!”

We were laughing hysterically at the picture Ashley had stopped on. Guy and I were alone in the desert. I was completely nude and slightly bent at the waist. My perky breasts looked amazing in the twilight - giving my rosy brown n*****s an unreal glow. I was making a seductive face and was excited to show off a new tattoo I had gotten on my upper thigh. Guy had set the camera on autopilot and had snuck up behind me on the last few shots, pulled out his d**k and shoved it deep into my p***y. I was so surprised by his action that one shot in particular looked really hot - a look on my face of sudden pleasure, fear and eroticism - all rolled into one (pretty hilarious) expression. We ended up having a quickie as the camera snapped a photo every three seconds.

“You mean you were just standing there looking all sexy and he, like, snuck up behind you and shoved it in?” Ashley howled in laughter.

“Yes! Totally! It was actually kinda hot - cause it was just so scary and unexpected...and, well, hot!” I snorted.

“Damn! You two are f*****g awesome!” Ashley said through her fit of laughter.

“You look so hot when you laugh,” I said.

Here we goooooo! I thought. Praise the lord and pass the p***y…

Ashley replied, “I think I look like a little goblin or a nerdy...”

Her voice was cut off as I leaned in to kiss Ashley passionately.

We kissed for several moments. I moaned, “take that off,” needing Ashley to get topless as soon as possible.

I sent Guy another secret message as I sucked on the perky pink n****e of my new obsession. Our groans and moans got louder and louder but despite that I could hear my hubby digging through our upstairs closet...going through his cameras to find the perfect lens. He began to assemble his tools...

“Mmmm, that feels, like, so f*****g good,” Ashley moaned.

“You taste amazing!” I said, my tongue finally reaching its destination. I licked her p***y and started working her clit...playfully sucking and biting her growing nub.

“I want him to take our picture too,” Ashley moaned.

“Ok, but I need to taste you some more,” I said between licks.

“Mmmmmm, ohhhhh goddddd...” was all that Ashley could reply.

Dressed only in sleeper pants, Guy came downstairs met by the most amazing sight! Ashley and I were both completely n***d, in the sixty nine position. Our bodies fully entwined, I was giving my husband the perfect view of me devouring the teen’s sopping wet p***y. My tongue, lips and chin were covered in the girl’s juices by the time he reached us.

In our perfectly choreographed seduction, Guy knew I was ready for him to join in the fun.

“Guy, come over here. Get your camera.” I moaned between licks.

Ashely looked over surprised to see my hubby. She inched her head from between my legs and looked like a deer in headlights.

Guy had seen this expression so many times before. It was the “is it ok I’m f*****g your wife?” look.

To make her feel at ease, he brought the camera to his face and snapped a quick picture. He knew it would look like s**t because he hadn’t framed the shot, but he wanted Ashley to know he was cool with the fun we were having. Guy moved over to my head and leaned down. He was just an inch away from the teen’s pink p***y, as he placed his lips on mine. We began to passionately kiss. I knew he savored the taste of Ashley on my tongue. We both did: it was a familiar taste, yet a new salty sweet fragrance unique to this special girl.

As Guy and I kissed, I thought about how each girl tastes just slightly different. Ashley’s juice tasted especially nice...like vanilla and sunflowers.

Now sitting on the ground as we continued to sixty nine on our couch, Guy again reached for his camera and began to frame Ashley’s p***y on the tip of my tongue. He let out a rapid fire burst of shots.

After several minutes of this, he inched his way on the floor to the other end of the couch to replicate the shot - this time of Ashley’s tongue on my beautiful snatch.

“Her cunt tastes amazing, huh?” Guy asked Ashely like they were old friends.

“Mmmmmm,” was the only reply he got.

Guy focused the camera and again began to take a series of rapid fire shots.

Ashely loved the attention. In between shots, Guy would position her brunette hair the way he wanted it - to make sure my p***y and the teen’s tongue were clearly, and artfully, visible.

Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer. Guy set the camera down. Ashley watched as my hubby stripped out of his sleeper pants. His c**k was rock hard as he inched it towards her face.

“I need to feel my wife,” Guy said softly, reassuringly.

He positioned himself so he could easily slide inside me. I was soaking wet. Guy's d**k began to dance in and out.

Ashley watched as his c**k entered my p***y for a few seconds as then Guy added, “I also need to feel your tongue on my wife.”

Guy gently pushed Ashley’s head down so she continued to eat my very, very happy p***y. I felt her magical tongue on my clit as he thrust deeper and deeper inside.

We kept this up for several minutes, but seeing the teen’s eager face devouring my cunt was just too much for Guy. I knew he was close to cumming.

As he pulled out, Guy held his c**k tightly to prevent bursts of c*m from exploding all over Ashley’s beautiful young face.

“Come over here,” I moaned.

Guy crawled back to the other side of the couch and found my welcoming mouth as lapped the teen’s t**t. He brought his c**k to lips and slid inch after inch inside my mouth and down my throat. My chin and Guy's balls were now resting on Ashley’s warm and very, very wet p***y. Guy could feel my tongue dance around under his shaft and he struggled to not immediately shoot his load down my throat. I knew exactly how to suck his c**k to make him quiver in pleasure.

I could sense he was close to cumming, so I finally freed Guy's c**k from my mouth. I returned to Ashley’s p***y and licked the teen for a moment or two. Coming back to my husband's d**k, I licked me up and down, using my tongue to force his c**k down on top of the teen’s cunt. With a free hand, I finally guided my hubby inside the teen. Ashley moaned as Guy disappeared inside her tight wet snatch. My tongue skillfully worked the base of my husband's d**k and Ashley’s clit...dancing back and forth between my two lovers. Occasionally, Guy would slip out of her p***y and force his c**k down my throat. He knew how much I relished l*****g the slick p***y juices off his c**k. After devouring every last drop, I would guide my husband back inside the teen. My tongue returned to her clit...aching to give them both as much pleasure as I possibly could...

Finally Guy could take it no longer. His d**k going between Ashley’s warmth and my mouth...with my tongue frantically working his shaft as they fucked...well it was just too much for him to handle.

“I’m going to c*m,” he moaned.

“Mmmm, come all over her f*****g pussy.” I ordered.

Just hearing that command was the end of my hubby. He shot his load all over the teen’s inviting cunt. I began to devour her, lapping up both her p***y juices and my husband's c*m like a starving dog that just found a prime steak. Finally I clapped down on Ashley’s t**t and began to circle her clit.

Ashley began to scream in pure pleasure.

Still rock hard, Guy returned to my p***y and shoved his c**k back inside, deep, deep, deep! Ashley was screaming moans of joy as she licked my clit, occasionally tracing her tongue up and down Guy's p***s as he f****d me with unbridled passion.

“f**k! Oh, f**k!” She shouted as she came on my face. An explosion of her erotic energy lit up the room as a million and one tiny stars danced in the air. I felt her o****m pour over my face, I savored every drop...Guy kept f*****g me...hard.

Ashley's body collapsed into the couch, as she tried to recuperate from the o****m of a lifetime we had just given her. Guy knew we needed to get me off, so he began to thrust harder and harder and harder. His balls rhythmically slapping at my soaked p***y. Finally, Ashley began to help - using both her tongue and her index finger to play with my clit as Guy f****d my p***y like a madman. It wasn’t long before I began to tremble and quake - I felt the surge of orgasmic energy start in my core and shake through my entire body. My p***y locked on to my husband's d**k as I trembled in a deep, soulful o****m.

“Come on me,” Ashley moaned.

Guy continued to pump my p***y faster and faster and faster. Finally he pulled out and shot another warm, thick, milky load all over Ashley’s tongue. One last spasm shot across her face and up to her forehead. She looked amazing covered in my hubby's c*m.

Guy grabbed his camera and said (between moans), “a few more, don’t clean off.”

Ashley kept her face very close to my p***y. The teen’s tongue and face was covered in Guy's c*m. He snapped multiple close-up headshots capturing the magic moment for all time.

“Ok,” Guy said, putting the camera down. Ashley swallowed his sperm as Guy grabbed a t-shirt to help clean c*m from her forehead and hairline. He carefully and tenderly dabbed himself off the teen and laid back down on the ground. I continued to lay on top of Ashley who had the most pleasant look of contentment on her face.

“I’m glad you came to yoga class today,” I finally said after several long moments of silence.

“Me too,” moaned Ashley.