Monday, November 5, 2012

Me, You, and...Who!

**Ménage and Voyeurism with Male/Male**
Me, You, and…WHO!
Lise wasn’t surprised at how Ron, her husband, gazed at Keaton but she was damned surprised how hot it made her! The very idea of him bent over a table, Keaton’s muscular frame draped over his body taking him hard, fast… Sheesh! Lise couldn’t breathe thinking about it. Now to convince Ron and Keaton to do what she wanted and let her watch. Another thing altogether.
Putting the wheels in motion was easier than she’d dreamed when Lise planned a night of sports on TV, movies, and more—much, much more.


Lise had no intention of letting this moment get away. She was so hot and bothered she couldn’t breathe. Racing after Ron, she caught him entering the guest bathroom and stopped him from closing the door. “Babe, talk to me.”
“It’s not what you think.” He couldn’t meet her eyes.
“You don’t know what I think.”
She pushed the door wider, passed him and leaned against the counter. “I like what I saw. You don’t think I’ve watched him since he moved in a year ago? The man’s absolutely hot.”
“You’re freaking nuts.”
Grabbing his waistband, she pulled Ron closer, touched the front of his slacks. He’d grown softer but the bulge jerked beneath her hand. “I see the beauty in women all the time and it doesn’t freak me out.” She massaged until his cock grew hard again.
“Don’t.” His hand gripped hers, yanked it to his chest. “Look, I don’t know what happened down there.”
“I do, I think he’s one sexy bastard. Why shouldn’t you?”
“Christ.” One hand shoved dark hair from his face. “What the fuck, Lise. I’ve never felt anything like that with another man.”
“Feel me.” She unbuttoned her pants, drew his hand toward her and pushed it into damp panties. “I’m so wet, so turned on right now I want you to make me come.” His fingers slipped into the moist crease of her pussy and touched her clit. “Ron, I liked watching you with Keaton. I pictured him, you with him.”
“Fuck…babe?” His breathing grew labored, fast as he yanked Lise’s slacks down and helped remove them. Ron left her yearning when he snatched his hand from between her legs to undo his pants. Shoving his clothes off and kicking them away, he grasped his dick and slid it between her legs.
“Unnhhh, yes,” she moaned as it invaded her pussy. “Ron…Ron…” Lise hadn’t felt this alive or horny in months and all she could think about was how it would be to watch the two men screw. “You wanted him didn’t you?” Ron slammed his cock harder in her, over and over until she was ready to explode. “Tell me. Let me hear you say it.”
“Yes, yes, I want to feel his lips on my cock. Yes,” he breathed against her face. His lips smothered hers in a long, deep kiss. Tongues tangled and tasted. Pulling away, he said, “I want to suck his cock.” His hardness rammed in and out, blazed a deep path in her pussy.
“Oh God,” Lise keened. The thought of Ron’s tongue, the tongue moments ago in her mouth, wrapped around Keaton’s cock shoved her to the edge of release and she wanted to let go, send cum around the dick stroking inside her, the cock she wanted to see buried in her neighbor’s mouth.
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