Hunger

The nights had settled into a sultry, addictive pattern that had every nerve in my body singing. Raven arrived each evening like a dark promise, stripping bare the moment she crossed onto our patio. Her pale gothic body was a vision full heavy breasts swaying with those dark, pierced nipples, silver chains catching the fading light, and that smooth pussy with its tempting landing strip already glistening with anticipation.

In this pathway, Cheri was the one nestled firmly in the middle every single night.

We all shed our clothes together. The three of us sank into the hot tub, Cheri centered between Raven and me. Her voluptuous body was the focal point—Raven’s hand resting boldly on Cheri’s thigh underwater while my arm draped around her shoulders, fingers brushing the side of her heavy breast. The bubbling jets teased sensitive skin as Raven leaned in, her full tit pressing softly against Cheri’s arm, their nipples grazing with every shift. Cheri’s breath hitched visibly, her cheeks flushing as Raven’s fingers traced higher up her inner thigh. I watched hungrily as my wife’s big beautiful breasts floated just above the waterline, nipples stiff and pink, while Raven’s darker ones dragged across her skin. As the horny scientist, I observed the beautiful data: Cheri’s rapid capillary flush spreading from her chest to her neck, her pupils blown wide with arousal, the subtle parting of her thighs under the water as lesbian tension crackled between her and Raven.

Raven whispered something low in Cheri’s ear that made my wife giggle breathily and bite her lip. Their faces hovered close, lips nearly brushing more than once. My cock throbbed untouched against Cheri’s hip while I felt Raven’s foot occasionally tease my calf. We soaked for a full hour like that bodies sliding slickly, soft moans hidden under the jets, Cheri clearly reveling in being the center of two sets of hungry hands and eyes. Afterward, we wrapped in towels that barely concealed anything and lounged on the sectional. Cheri stayed in the middle again, her head eventually resting in Raven’s lap while my hand stroked her bare thigh, the towel slipping open to reveal the inner curves of her breasts and the soft swell of her pussy. The air was thick with unspoken desire, especially between the two women.

When Raven finally left near midnight with a long, lingering cheek kiss that landed dangerously close to Cheri’s mouth and a heated hug for me, the tension snapped.

The instant her car disappeared, Cheri turned to me with **** eyes. “Bedroom, Manny. I need your mouth on me tonight. So much.”

I carried her inside, her legs wrapped around me, and laid her gently on the bed. She spread her thighs wide immediately, already soaked from hours of teasing. “Eat me, baby. Use that talented tongue and make me squirt all over your face.” As the horny scientist, I loved the way her labia were swollen and glistening, her clit peeking out, begging for attention.

I dove in eagerly, flattening my tongue and licking long, slow stripes from her entrance to her clit. Cheri moaned loudly, fingers threading into my hair as she pulled me tighter against her pussy. I speared my tongue deep inside her velvet channel, fucking her with it while my nose rubbed her clit. Then I switched to rapid flicks across her swollen nub, sucking it gently between my lips and humming vibrations through it. Two thick fingers joined, curling hard against her G-spot in that perfect come-hither motion.

“Fuck yes, just like that devour your wife’s cunt,” she gasped, hips grinding against my face. I added a third finger, stretching her as I sucked her clit harder, tongue swirling relentlessly. Her first orgasm crashed through her fast and intense—her thighs clamped around my head as she squirted powerfully into my mouth, hot sweet jets flooding my tongue and soaking my beard. I drank every drop, refusing to stop, licking her through the spasms until she was shaking.

I kept my mouth on her, gentler now, soft licks and kisses along her folds while she caught her breath. But Cheri wasn’t satisfied yet. “More oral, Manny. Make me cum again with just your mouth and fingers.” I obliged happily, burying my face once more. This time I focused entirely on her clit sucking, licking, circling while three fingers pumped steadily. Cheri’s moans grew higher, more ****. Her second orgasm hit even harder, another gushing squirt that drenched my face and the pillow beneath her. I kept going, coaxing a third smaller but still intense oral orgasm from her, her body twitching with overstimulation as she flooded my mouth again.

Only then did I rise up and slide my massive cock into her quivering pussy. I fucked her slowly at first, letting her feel every inch while she recovered, then built to deep, loving thrusts. Cheri came once more around my shaft, but it was clear her favorite pleasure tonight had been my mouth. We finished with me flooding her womb in thick ropes, then cleaned up the absolutely drenched sheets together, cuddling close as she whispered how much she loved being between us in the tub.

Night two followed the same delicious routine. In the hot tub, Cheri was centered again, Raven growing bolder openly caressing Cheri’s breasts above the water while I kissed my wife’s neck. Their nipples rubbed constantly, Cheri’s soft gasps turning into quiet whimpers as Raven’s hand disappeared between her thighs under the bubbles. On the lounger, Cheri stayed nestled in the middle, Raven’s fingers tracing patterns dangerously close to her pussy while my hand cupped one of her tits. The lesbian heat between them was palpable.

After Raven left, Cheri was frantic for my mouth.

She pushed me down onto the bed and straddled my face, grinding her soaked cunt against my tongue. “Eat me like you mean it, baby. I’ve been thinking about her touching me all night.” I gripped her ass and devoured her—long licks, deep tongue-fucking, and relentless clit-sucking. Cheri rode my face shamelessly, moaning filthily as she came hard, squirting across my tongue in powerful waves that I eagerly swallowed. I didn’t let her rest, flipping her onto her back and burying my face again, three fingers pumping as I sucked her clit until she gushed a second time, soaking my entire face and the bed.

Only after her third oral orgasm did I slide my throbbing cock inside her, fucking her through another climax before filling her with cum. We changed the ruined sheets, bodies still buzzing.

By the third night, the tension was electric. Cheri sat between us in the tub once more, Raven’s mouth hovering near hers as they shared heated whispers, hands roaming freely over wet skin. Cheri’s moans were no longer hidden. On the lounger, she stayed centered, Raven’s head in her lap while my fingers teased her nipples.

The second Raven was gone, Cheri begged, “I need your mouth again, Manny. Make me squirt until I can’t think.”

I spent nearly an hour between her thighs alternating between gentle, teasing licks and aggressive tongue-and-finger combinations that had her gushing repeatedly. She came four times from oral alone, each squirt more intense, drenching my face, beard, and the mattress in her sweet juices. Only then did I fuck her deeply, pounding her through one final shattering orgasm before pumping her full of my thick load.

We cleaned up slowly, changing the cum-and-squirt-soaked sheets with tender kisses. As we curled together, Cheri sighed contentedly, already looking forward to another night with Raven between us… and another night of my devoted mouth worshiping her afterward. The possibilities felt endless, and my cock was already stirring again at the thought.