Limits

"Yeah... How about you take the toy out for me?" Howard says.

Clara looks to me with glee. "With pleasure."

She sits next to me and proceeds to pry my toy out and put it aside. We then kiss some more until I feel Howard's hands on my knees. Turning to him, I watch as he falls to his knees and lowers his head towards my slit. His hands spread the lips of my entrance, and his experienced tongue then meets with my clit.

"Ohhh fuck..." I coo.

Howard then presses two fingers inside of me. Sure, maybe he's not fucking my brains out like he did Clara, but it still feels incredible. Hell, at least he knows his limits. A younger guy would try and push on, even if he couldn't make it, but not Howard. He respected his limits, and he controlled himself despite all the urges screaming in his head.

Plus, he's certainly had plenty of practice. I'd probably have to instruct a younger guy on how to get me off, but Howard didn't need it. Within seconds he had me clawing into the mattress. Within a minute, my breath was heavy, and my body is beginning to tense up. It's not long before time loses all meaning and I'm lost to his touch, moaning uncontrollably as the fire inside of me builds and builds before it finally erupts, taking over my body completely and ending with me falling limp on the mattress.

Howard then stands up, a man renewed. His arms lift my legs up and put them on his shoulders. He then puts his tip against the lips of my entrance as I nod. "Please."

"Tell him what you want Morgan." Clara states.

I look Howard in the eyes. "I want you to fuck me like you fucked Clara."

With a grin, he proceeds to inch his length inside of me. He proceeds to thrust as I moan, only muted when Clara kisses my lips. I feel my vibrator then glide across my chest, meeting with one of my nipples. Clara must've grabbed it, and my remote. Not like I'm complaining, because the added vibration is a welcome addition. The toy drags down my belly and brushes through my bush before finally meeting with my clitoris, causing me to jolt and sit upwards.

"Oh my God! Fuck!" I cry.

"You like that toy?" Clara asks.

"Yes."

Howard plows me harder as Clara asks "Do you carry it with you every day?"

I nod, before repeating "Yes."

"Do you masturbate at work with it?"

"Yes..." I cry through gritted teeth.

"You're a dirty slut, aren't you?"

I can only manage a scream as I convulse uncontrollably, my climax taking complete control over me. This doesn't stop Howard from plowing me, **** for his own release. He promptly erupts, filling my pussy up with his seed. Coming down from my orgasmic high, I take a second to catch my breath before looking to my worn-out lover, who sighs.

"You alright?" I say, knowing he gave it his all to please me and Clara.

"Yeah... old age just gettin' to me."

"Well I didn't notice." Clara says.

"Nor did I." I add.

"Heh... Well, it's certainly hit me now."

"How about you get into bed with us then?"

We shuffle around and eventually, all three of us are laying under the sheets, with Howard in the middle of us. The three of us exchange kisses until all three of us drift off to sleep, certain we made the right choice at the club.