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Amy Visits for the Summer

Part VII of VIII

By Sundance

(Copyright, 1998)

First Posted - June 1998

Last Repost - July 16, 1998

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+===================+Now the disclaimer +==================+

The following is a work of total fiction.  The characters, names, and
places are all products of my imagination and any resemblance to
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     Amy and I were in no hurry.  While we were both aware Mike was
there, watching, it was surreal as we moved towards one another.  An
aura surrounded us making it as if, at that moment, we were the only
two people on earth.  I looked deep into her brown eyes taking in
every detail.   Amy truly had beautiful eyes.  They were large and
full of life, the type of eyes that almost spoke to you.     

I looked across her sculptured cheeks to her full lips, remembering
how good they felt against my most private of areas.  As she moved
towards me I felt her fingers brush my cheeks the way she did the
first time we were intimate.  Her touch was electric sending my heart
into an almost arrhythmic pattern.

I returned her touch, grazing her cheek, then moving my palms to her
shoulders.  I took the spaghetti straps of her nightie and slid them
back and forth across her skin in a gentle tease.  "No, not yet", I
whispered, "It's not time to get undressed yet".    Amy returned a
delicious smile.

Simultaneously we ran our fingers across the exposed skin of one
another's chest, along the lines of thin material that barely covered
our bodies.  The slow, gentle, sensation was so alluring and I felt my
passions moving into a slow simmer.  I leaned forward and placed my
lips against her neck and, as I grazed her bare arm, I sensed a wave
of goose pimples form beneath my fingertips, almost as if she had been
hit with a cold breeze or a sudden revelation.   Ever so slowly I ran
my mouth down her neckline, tasting the remnants of fragrance, feeling
the curve of her shoulder against my lips.

I returned my face to hers and we resumed our slow, sensual kissing.
It was Amy's turn to begin undressing me as she ran her fingers inside
the straps of my nightie, dragging one side down my shoulder to my
elbow until one of my breasts was exposed.  I tilted my head back as I
felt her hot breath run down the front of my chest.  I was longing for
her, wanting more of her, but she was carefully taking her time.   She
obliged me finally, taking me into her mouth as my back arched in an
effort to slide more of myself between her soft, sensuous lips. 

I held on to her for support and gently placed my cheek on the top of
her head in an embrace as she continued to massage in slow circles the
erect tip of my breast.  I opened my eyes and could see Mike in the
chair.  He had an almost unsettlingly serious look on his face.  His
one leg was crossed in the same fashion I see men posturing in
business meetings.  His bent finger crossed his lips, as he seemed to
study our passionate embrace.

As I felt Amy taking more of my breast in her mouth I felt her other
hand reach for the adjacent strap and drag it down until both sides of
my chest was now fully exposed.  For a moment I wasn't aware of my
moans as she alternated from nipple to nipple, sucking, biting,
licking, and engulfing me in her mouth.  This went on until I could
stand no more and I took her face in my hands returning her lips to my
own.

Our kisses were becoming more frenzied.  I grabbed the straps of her
nightie now making it clear this portion of the tease was over.  I
pulled the thin material back off her shoulders, along her arms, and
down until it fell to the ground leaving her standing nude in front of
me.   I could feel her large firm breasts brushing against my own as
we traced with our tongues every inch of one other.   She moved her
shoulders back and forth causing her hard nipples to rub against mine.
The sensation was so erotic.

For the first time I could hear Mike shuffling in his seat.  We both
paused long enough to look in his direction.  He had parted his robe
and we could see he was fully erect again, using his strong hand to
slowly massage the shaft of his thick cock.    As if I couldn't become
more aroused, the thought, the sight of Mike masturbating while he
watched us make love nearly drove me over the edge.  Amy continued to
look while I returned to aggressively kissing her neck, tasting so
sweet against my lips as my hands massaged firmly her full breasts.  I
could hear her speaking, as if in a distant dream.

     "Are you enjoying this Mike?  Watching your wife make love to
me".   As she continued to speak I ran one hand from her breasts
slowly down her stomach, across her navel, and between her supple
thighs.  She was wet to my touch and shuddered as my fingers guided
their way between the folds of flesh that gated her moist pussy.  She
tried to continue her descriptions to Mike, but the words were more
jagged now as I continued my back and forth fingertip massage.
"Mikkke....do you.....know how hottt.....this is
makin.....ohhhhh..goddd".  Her sentence never finished.

I returned both hands to her breasts and her nipples were stiff
beneath my fingers.  She lifted me up until we were facing again and
slid down my nightie until I was nude from the waist up.  She started
slowly, working her way down my front, one sensuous kiss at a time
until she was kneeling before me.  

Looking up at me from below she whispered, "I want to taste you Sarah,
I want to taste all of you",  as she slowly slid my panties down my
hips, to my feet, helping me to step out of them.  Standing nude
before her, I reached with one hand out to hold on to the large wooden
bedpost for support.  I raised my leg and placed my foot on the edge
of the bed frame.  My free hand was on Amy's cheek, helping to guide
her as I felt her mouth starting at the inside of my lifted knee and
working upwards. 

I trembled with anticipation as her hot mouth got closer to my pussy.
I wanted to feel her tongue inside me and she knew it.  She also knew
the anticipation and her gentle, yet slow pace, rode a very thin line
between erotica and torture.  

Finally, she made me wait no longer.  As I felt her hands run under me
and up the backs of my thighs and to my bottom for support I felt her
tongue graze the entrance of my wettest area.  She moved with the
precision only a woman could know, sliding back and forth ever so
slowly, parting my lips with her tongue.  My supporting leg started to
quiver and I couldn't remain quiet any longer.  

     "Ohhhhhh....yes.. Amy.. yes.. Ohhhhhh.....Goddddd..."

I heard Mike get up from his chair, but I was too consumed to look to
see what he was doing.  He moved behind me and wrapped his strong arms
around my waist, providing support as Amy's mouth plunged deeper
inside me from below.  It was the perfect combination --  Mike's
strong presence supporting me as I leaned into him and Amy's
passionate consummation of my steaming pussy.  I could hear him
whispering in my ear.

    "I've got you baby, I'm here for you.  Just lean into me".  I
obliged.

Mike used one hand to move my hair aside and I could feel his moist
mouth applying gentle kisses to my neck as he supported my weight
against Amy's advances.   There was also no hiding how much he was
enjoying this, because at the same time I felt Amy's tongue penetrate
further, I could feel Mike's engorged erection riding the bare crevice
of my behind.

Amy used her one hand to take my thigh from the bed and rest it over
her shoulder.  While she had consumed all of me, she was stealth-like
in avoiding my most sensitive region, instead focusing on penetration
with her tongue.  Realizing I might not be able to take any more, she
moved her hands from behind and under the front so that she could part
my lips and reveal my swollen clit.  I looked down in time to see her
brown eyes staring up at me as the tip of her tongue first grazed my
swollen nib.  

      "OOOOHHHHH......GOODDDD", my words rang out, as she first
touched the sensitive area, moving slowly, then increasing the rhythm
and pressure of her mouth against me.  I lost control of my supporting
leg, but Mike was there, wrapping his arms tighter around my waist to
support my weight.  I could still feel his hard cock sliding up and
down my backside as Amy continued to work her magic from below.

I half stood, supported by Mike, my hips trashing across Amy's slender
shoulders as she savagely combed her tongue and entire mouth in a
furious frenzy over my swollen clit.  While one of my hands was raised
over my head to hold on to the back of Mike's neck for support, my
other was gently resting against Amy's cheek as if to guide her.   But
in truth, she needed no guidance.  Every move of her tongue, from
penetration, to withdrawal, to running slow circles around, to
returning with undivided attention to my sensitive clitoris was pure
ecstasy.  

 I looked up as the images created by the candle flames continued to
flow across the ceiling like an artist sweeping a canvas in
broad-brushed strokes.   The familiar feeling of concentric circles,
telling me my body was nearing orgasm, began.  The intensity continued
to build until I finally broke through, my breathing highly irregular
and my moans turning to begging, begging for mercy, as I started to
cum.

Mike's movements behind me were getting more passionate now also.  He
was moving up and down my backside, almost driving into me, allowing
me to feel every inch of his granite hardness.   As I came, I could
feel him, pressing against me, riding up and down the contours of my
behind.  I sensed him moving lower, then lower still, until I could
sense his cock sliding between my legs.  I was cumming again.  My
first orgasm never completely finished before the second had begun.

Mike maneuvered as best he could to gain entry from this awkward
position, but was having trouble.  Still, I could sense his arousal
and his movements, his positioning of his swollen member against my
hot pussy, was so erotic.  I looked down to Amy who was moving more
slowly now with her mouth and realized she sensed Mike's advances.
She paused, pulling herself away and reached between my legs, grabbing
Mike's cock in her small hand and guiding it to his destination.  Once
positioned, she stood again and took my leg from the bedpost, lifting
it in the air and cradling it in the bend of her arm, providing Mike
more room to work.

Mike raised up and I could feel his thickness start to enter me.  I
felt my body shudder as he started slowly driving upwards, a bit more
of him inside with each movement of his masculine body.   His strong
arms were around my stomach, holding me still, supporting my weight.
Amy was standing in front of me now, one hand resting on my waist for
support, the other supporting my thigh in the air, keeping me in a
spread, standing position.   I opened my eyes to see her beautiful
nude body in front of me, her young round breasts so close to me, her
gorgeous brown eyes eventually meeting with mine as we shared in this
three-way ecstasy.

    "Does that feel good Sarah?", I heard her moan.  "Mike fucking you
like that, does that feel good?"

At that moment, that savage moment, her coarse words were so erotic.
That's exactly what was happening.  Mike was fucking me, fucking me
while a beautiful woman watched, while a beautiful woman held me legs
spread open so he could go deeper and deeper.  I was losing myself.
This wasn't reality.

As she finished her sentence Mike thrusted hard from below and I felt
his raging cock driving deeper, completely filling me.
"Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhh", my uncontrollable moans cut through the night air.
He continued thrusting from below as Amy stepped forward, beginning
aggressive strokes of my still swollen clit from the front as Mike
drove all of himself into me from behind, harder and harder, deeper
and deeper.

My orgasms weren't subsiding and I was growing weaker, less coherent
with each passing moment.  Both Mike and Amy were relentless.  Him
driving from below, her stimulating from the front, occasionally
leaving my clit to pinch hard my sensitive nipples, grazing my neck
with her teeth, before returning to her manual stimulation.  With one
last glance at the flames darting across the ceiling, I started to
lose consciousness, just as I heard Mike's moans, just as I felt his
cock reverberating inside me as he came.

Eventually I collapsed, with Mike catching me as I fell, picking me
up, carrying me, and gently resting me across the bed.  I was
somewhere else at that moment.  Where, I don't know, but somewhere far
away.  I could hear their voices as if they were in a different room,
but in reality they were right next to me.  I could hear the trace of
concern in Amy's voice, wondering if I was ok.  I could hear Mike's
reassurance that nobody ever died of ecstasy, at least not this night.


I drifted off into a restful sleep as Mike laid on one side of me, Amy
on the other, as their hands continued to gently wash across my skin,
comforting me, providing me safety.

                                           End of Part VII


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