The agreement was that Hope would meet John on the ground level of the apartment
building at the elevator bank. They would rise together in the elevator to Hope
and Tom's apartment on the eighth floor. The agreement was that for Hope and
Tom's 10th anniversary, Hope would grant Tom's ultimate wish--to watch another
man fuck Hope while Tom watched. Hope nervously paced the ground floor, waiting
for John, wondering if she would regret her agreement with Tom. She loved Tom
and wanted very much to please him, but she had never shared her body with
another since their marriage and worried about the consequences for their
marriage. Still, after much discussion and mutual reassurances, both Hope and
Tom had begun to feel an an unequaled sense of anticipation.....of excitement.
Now they had only to hope the careful selection of Tom as a partner would not be
regretted. Hope turned as she heard slow, solid footsteps approach behind her.
She looked up into John's smiling face, his eyes dancing with light. "You sure
you want this?" he said as he brushed her hair from her face. "An agreement is
an agreement," Hope smiled as she pressed the elevator signal "UP". Hope's
heartbeat began to quicken as she pressed the elevator button for the eighth
floor. She quickly wiped away a narrow line of sweat upon her upper lip and
hoped John would not notice as the elevator began to rise. John smiled and Hope
felt drawn to the lively crinkles around his eyes as he did so. John was well
built, at least eight inches taller than Hope and she wondered if he liked short
women. She asked him his feelings and John responded, "You're not short. You're
petite." He smiled again and reached across the elevator to pull her closer to
him. His hands caressed her breasts and suddenly his hands grasped her waist,
lifting her and bracing her against the elevator wall as he pressed his body
against her. As John's mouth covered her lips, his tongue darting back and
forth, Hope felt his hardened dick shove into her crotch. She gasped for breath
as the elevator door opened and John lowered her to the floor. Hope's legs felt
weak and John caught her arm to help her from the elevator. He again smiled, as
if knowing every thought in her mind.....as if knowing Hope felt frightened but
already very turned-on. Hope opened the apartment door to a darkened room. As
her eyes adjusted to the dark, Hope reviewed the agreement in her mind. Tom
would wait in the spare bedroom until Hope's signal for him to enter the master
bedroom. She felt nervous as she took John's hand and led him into the bedroom.
John accepted a glass of wine, sipped it, keeping his eyes constantly upon Hope.
Hope sipped her wine, swallowing its sweet/bitter taste, gazing at John and
wondering what the hell to do next. John lifted that burden as easily as he had
lifted her in the elevator. He lowered his wine glass to the nightstand with a
"ting", reached for Hope's glass, lowered it in the same manner, and stared
deeply into her eyes as he began unbuttoning her blouse. "It's going to be okay,
you know," he said. With amazing ease, John unhooked Hope's bra and dropped both
blouse and bra to the floor. He lowered his head, taking her nipple and part of
her breast into his mouth, gently sucking as he proceeded to unzip her slacks.
John sucked more urgently at Hope, then stopped and bent to ease her slacks over
each foot. He gently pressed Hope back upon the bed and ran his tongue along her
panty line, kneading her thighs with his strong hands until she moaned. Hope was
tempted to lose herself to the sensations she was experiencing but realized it
was time to proceed with the agreement. She quietly called Tom's name, hoping
that her voice was strong enough for him to hear her. As she began to think
something was wrong, Tom soundlessly entered the room and eased himself into a
chair across from the bed. Hope dazedly looked at Tom; he was dressed only in
the jeans she always loved watching his ass move within. Hope and Tom smiled at
each other while John continued to kiss and lick Hope's increasingly hot skin.
Tom nodded his consent at the question in Hope's eyes. "Enjoy yourself," he
said. "I want you to get off. That's what this is all about." John
diplomatically deafened himself and increased his exploration of Hope's body. He
lifted Hope's hips, pulling her panties down her legs and letting them fall upon
the floor. The mere brushing of the fabric against her legs seemed to accentuate
Hope's physical sensitivity. "I want to eat you," John whispered as he lowered
his face into Hope's pussy. "I love the way you shaved yourself. I'll bet you're
really wet," he said as he thrust his tongue inside her. Hope gasped as John
pulled her lips apart and sucked her clit. John's moustache abased the tip of
her clit until Hope thought she would climax immediately. Her breathing
increased and she became even more lightheaded. Suddenly she felt guilty and
wondered if this intense pleasure might be beyond the terms of the agreement.
Hope quickly pushed John's head away, breathing, "I don't want to come yet."
John looked quizzically at her but nodded. He resumed gently tonguing her,
darting in and out, then teasing her with a circular motion, then arousing her
with long, hot, lapping motions. Hope's eyes repeatedly fluttered open and
closed, wavering from John to Tom and from Tom to John. How do they feel? she
wondered as John reached under her and pulled her hips up off of the bed and
closer to his face. He slowly curled her legs and buttocks toward her head and
his hot tongue licked, then entered her asshole. Hope gasped and looked to see
if Tom would be upset. Instead, she found that Tom had removed his jeans and was
intently watching while he stroked his penis. In her mind, Hope floated in
immense pleasure and began to wonder what it would feel like to touch John. She
rolled over on her side, reached for him and grasped his thick shaft in one
fist. Its tip was wet with excitement and Hope licked it off, pleased with the
evidence of John's arousal. She ran her tongue around the head of his penis,
then gently sucked along its length until its entire length filled her throat.
Hope again looked at Tom for approval, receiving it with the flushed and eager
look upon his face. Hope continued to suck John's dick as he grew larger and
thicker. She wrapped finger and thumb around the base of his shaft to help him
prolong his pleasure. John raised Hope's face in his hands, looked into her eyes
and said, "I want to fuck you now." John allowed Hope to lower him on his back
upon the bed. She sucked him as he twisted to the side to finger-fuck her. Hope
could no longer wait---she pulled away from John's hand and climbed upon him,
lowering herself slowly at first. John whispered, "You're unbelievably tight,"
as Hope thrust herself rapidly downward. John's arms locked around her back,
then his hands lifted her hair from her sweaty neck, and his tongue licked the
salt away. Hope lowered her body until her nipples brushed against John's
gleaming chest. As if on cue, John's hands grasped Hope's breasts, squeezing
tight until she thought she would cry out. Hope continued to ride back and forth
upon John until he said, "Sit up so I can look at you." Hope sat upright and
began to pump herself violently up and down until her climax was finally
inevitable. She whispered, "I can't wait any longer. Can you come with me?"
John's verbal answer was too late a response......he drove himself up into Hope
with a force that stabbed him against the very top of her and both Hope and John
exploded with an urgency neither had ever experienced before. As Hope lay in
John's arms, listening to the pace of his heart gradually slow, she sensed a
presence at the bedside. She groggily lifted her head to see Tom standing with
his hardened dick dripping on the sheets. "It's my turn now," he said. Hope
searched for anger or pain in his voice, and finding none, turned over on her
back. John slid off the other side of the bed and quietly moved over to the
chair. Hope licked Tom's dripping dick and smiled gently, inviting him into the
bed. Tom lowered himself to one knee, turned Hope over onto her stomach and
slapped her ass with one sharp smack. "You're a very bad girl," he said
playfully. "You're a dirty girl and you need to be cleaned up." With that Tom
stretched across the bed on his back, pulling Hope up over him until her pussy
was aligned with his mouth. Slowly, slowly, John's cum began to drip into Tom's
mouth. He swallowed and began to lick Hope's lips and clit, tasting the musky
juices produced by Hope and John's coupling. Hope leaned forward, thrusting her
tongue into Tom's mouth, tasting with him the multitude of mingling juices as
their tongues intertwined. Hope raised upright and, locking eyes with Tom,
slowly drizzled spit into his mouth, lunging forward to lick off the excess. Tom
quickly moved Hope to his side, her face pressed against the mattress. He
squatted between her legs, pulling them apart and thrusting his tongue into her
asshole. "You're not quite ready yet," he said and he spat upon his forefinger
and gently urged her asshole wider. As Hope began to relax, Tom inserted another
finger, then another, until he could ease the head of his dick into her. Hope
moaned and lifted her buttocks slightly until the angle of Tom's dick was just
right. Tom signaled to John to join them and, foregoing the agreement, both
began to touch Hope simultaneously. Tom raised Hope backwards by her shoulders
while John slid under her, his legs spread wide to accommodate Hope's hips. John
surprised Hope by driving his dick up into her quickly. Hope began to feel some
panic at first, with two dicks inside her at the same time. Tom immediately
sensed her fear and began to stroke her back slowly, comforting her with loving
and encouraging words until she began to calm. Gradually, Hope began to move
slowly with both men while Tom held her hips and John held her waist. Their
motion began to quicken as glistening dicks moved in and out, in and out of
Hope's receiving holes. It again came as a surprise when Hope climaxed first.
She had always thought of such an experience as likely to be unpleasant. It had
therefore never been part of the agreement. Strangely, however, Hope felt a
satisfaction and completion she had never imagined. The sensation of both men
moving inside of her in tandem launched an orgasmic explosion none of them had
anticipated. Bodies eventually tumbled out of the bed. As Tom showered, Hope
escorted John to the door. They gave each other a deep good-night kiss. Warm
hugs and nuzzles and sleepily, peaceful smiles were exchanged. Then Hope slowly
walked back down the hall to the bedroom, dripping cum from both holes as she
walked. And after Tom cleaned her up tonight, she would sleep a lovely sleep.
That, after all, was part of the agreement.
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