Share And Share Alike

Dani is bi-sexual. No doubt about it. Yes, she will, to use a common phrase, "les it up" with the best of them, she, like me, thoroughly enjoys cock. Not that she’s had much. She didn’t get involved with anyone at College and we are about as isolated as it’s possible to get out here in the countryside. Our village is small and although there are young people in and around it, Dani doesn’t tend to leave the house much. 

And so, when I saw her looking lustfully at Allan, well….. i've got to share, right? But it’s not that easy to set up. First you have to get over the politeness aspect. “What? Fuck Allan? Oh..no…I couldn’t! He’s yours!” The last two words said with absolutely zero sincerity. As if Dani doesn’t know we have a somewhat lax attitude to sexual "possession" here! She’s shared me…and Emily, come to that, a fact I pointed out. 

It didn’t take long to break down the societal politeness, and after a detailed description of his cock, during which Dani found sitting still to be something of a challenge, she asked “Hmmm….but would he want to?” Right. Let’s think. Would Allan want to fuck a gorgeous blue-eyed blonde who he knows full well has had me and my wife? Hands up who thinks he’d decline? Yep…thought so. 

So when I put it to Allan, I was quite surprised when he DID decline. In fact, it actually showed a seed of worry. He acted like he was "in love" with me, and felt the need to be faithful. I know I’m the only girl he is fucking but I thought it was just that…a mutually satisfying shag. Still, my dad once told me “A standing cock has no conscience” and by the time I’d finished describing Dani’s assets and her vivacious approach to sex, his was standing at full mast. Then again, I was describing lesbian sex with Dani, and I guess few guys can resist that. 

And so…Allan came round and I packed them both off to a bedroom. Honestly…and I mean this….I gave them free range, but they chose the one next to Emily and mine…,,the one with the huge walk-in closet….the one with the vent like back home…the vent I could hear through. 

And so it was that I was back doing something I did as an exploratory teenager, standing on a chair, listening intently as the gentle sounds of kissing gave way to moans and sighs, and from there went stratospheric into sex talk. “Finger me!” I find it’s not necessarily what people say during sex, it’s the desire packed into the words. Of course, I know very well what it’s like both to hear and obey such an instruction…and from Dani. I could hear her moan as his expert fingers penetrated her, and since those same fingers have been up me too, I knew what she was feeling. 

It progressed nicely. As Allan got some confidence I heard “Suck me?” A little tentative, perhaps, but it had the desired effect, at least, from what I was hearing it certainly did. By now I was more than a little unsteady standing on my chair, so I put both hands on the wall. “Oh fuck…stop! You’ll make me cum!” I’m not surprised. Dani has a particularly skillful tongue. Clearly she didn’t stop because I heard the familiar groan of orgasm from him. Well, nothing wrong with that. I know, and Dani will soon discover, that Allan can go two or three times in one session. 

“Watch me.” Well now, I’ve heard that from Dani myself, so I knew exactly what was coming. I also knew, because I taught Allan this, that he would indeed watch her closely. Dani obviously began to masturbate for him, and Allan, I knew, was watching so he knew exactly what she liked. And I also knew it would keep him rock solid. He loves watching a girl do herself. (Damn…I should have supplied some sex toys. Oh well…next time.) Dani began to let out soft little moans, but I could tell from them that she wasn’t going to let herself cum. I was proved right when, a few moments later, I hear “Fuck me!” The words cracked like a whip and with such intensity that I almost obeyed them myself! 

And then the fucking really began in earnest. I heard her cry out as he penetrated her, and him moan as he felt her tightness around him. “Fuck, you’re tight.”

“Yes, well, I don’t get much cock.”

“Oh….you….” 

“Go on.,,,swear at me….i love that.” 

“Oh Dani…you fucking slut.”

“More!”

“I want to feel you cum on my cock.”

“Mmmmmm….screw me…..fuck me harder.”

“You dirty cunt.” (Learned from me, that one.)

“Yes! Oh yes” and in that I heard the sound of an approaching orgasm.

The slamming went on for a few moments longer before Dani said “OH fuck…I’m gonna cum..I’m gonna……” and Allan timed it to perfection. “Squirt all over me……cum so hard you squirt on me, bitch.” 

Dani’s screams penetrated not only the room, but I’d be surprised if Emily didn’t hear them in her den too. 

But Allan had already cum once, and While he was on the way, he wasn’t there yet. Dani, however was still cumming. I’ve noticed that she is capable of long orgasms. “Cum inside me! Spunk in my cunt!” With something between a groan and a roar, Allan came inside her. 

Meanwhile, there was me. Standing on my chair, ear pressed to the vent. Wearing a dress and nothing else. As I stood there, I felt something running down my inside leg. A hand down there came back glistening. I was wet on a scale I don’t think I’ve ever achieved before. My attention was so focused on the two of them that I hadn’t realized just how aroused I was. In the brief lull between their orgasms and what followed, I realized that I could cum almost instantly. 

I was going to go for it too, and had I not heard Dani’s voice again, I would have. “Allan. Can we try something? Have you ever fucked a girl….er… not in her vagina?” (Oh yes, he has!) 

“You mean up the bum?”

“Yes. I’ve never done it before, but I hear it’s good.” (Oh you little liar! You’ve had my dildo up your arse before. Still, you don’t know how far Allan has gone, so you’re using your feminine wiles to ‘persuade’ him…I get that.) 

“Just take it slowly…okay?” (Sweetie, Allan is capable of taking it so slowly he will have you mewling in frustration!) 

I could just imagine them. Dani lying face down, Allan astride her, guiding his cock against her bum hole and applying pressure. Did he spit on her bum first, like he does with me…or did they use her abundant squirt? No matter. Clearly whatever they used was working, and anyway, I know Dani is capable of taking a dildo up her arse. There was a lot of “Mm” and “Ok?” And “press harder.” And then “Oh fuck that feels good. Fuck me. Fuck my arse.” 

I could imagine Dani sneaking her right hand under herself to her clit. The last time we goofed around, Dani was lying face down over the arm of a couch. I was filled with a desire to cane that perfect arse of hers. She has spoken about wanting to experiment with pain and it will be something we do. That pert behind needs at least to be spanked! 

Next door, they were clearly both getting there and although there were no words this time, I heard the moment of their orgasms. 

I waited. I waited until I could hear the sound of heavy, sleepy breathing. Then, and only then did I touch my clit….and came violently and utterly silently. Forcing myself to be silent always makes the orgasm stronger, and by a factor of, oh, I don’t know, maybe a million or so? 

Two hours or so later, Dani and Allan came back downstairs. Allan looked like the cat that got the cream and Dani was walking…shall we say….’carefully’. 

Mission accomplished.