Amy & Darleen
Copyright© 2024 by Pablo Diablo
Chapter 15
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15 - Almost 40, divorced, heartbroken... and then an amazing thing happens! He meets not just one but two incredible women that take him on an incredible sexual journey beyond the imagination of most. Looking for some great fantasy sex involving twosomes and threesomes? Look no further, you've found a story and a sexfest wrapped up for you!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Tear Jerker Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex
Once again, I felt Amy splash my face with her love juice. Her musky scent was driving me crazy as I wanted to lick and suck her with my tongue and mouth. She smelled delightful and tasted even better. My tongue went as deep as it could inside of her pussy. She writhed on my face grinding herself down on me as hard as she could.
“Oh, gawd lover, I’M CUUUUMMMMMMIIIINNNGGG!!!!” Amy shouted.
It was only a couple of minutes more and I felt my balls begin to tighten up knowing what’s going to happen rather shortly.
“Dar, I’m going to cum any second now. Do you want me to pull out?”
She squeezed my balls, so I knew she wanted my cock to stay exactly where it currently was located, deep in her mouth all the way to the back and into her throat. Suddenly I felt my scrotum tighten up and my love juice splash into her throat which was waiting for the gift from my cock. I let out a large moan as I came again and again and again. I truly felt as if I pumped more than a gallon into Darleen’s throat. Dar just smiled and swallowed every drop not letting any escape. I started to wonder how Amy was doing emotionally watching Darleen give me a fabulous BJ and swallow my love juice. Yet Amy said nothing except to keep moaning as her pussy kept orgasming over and over. Amy climbed off my face telling Dar and I that she needed something to drink or she was going to pass out. I offered to go get all three of us drinks, specifically mentioning water.
Amy replied, “Lover, you are not my personal servant. You don’t have to jump up and go get everything I ask for.”
“Well my dear, that’s just my way. I try to be accommodating as much as possible, specifically when it is for people that I love.”
Darleen chimed in, “You know dear, he’s telling the truth. When I was trying to help him recover from the pain his ex-wife put him through, he would get up and go get me stuff in my own home. He tries so hard to please that you are going to be a spoiled woman, I can already see that coming.”
But, that’s the way I have always been. I want my friends, my family, and specifically the people whom I love to have just that much easier of a life. If going to the kitchen to cook dinner or doing a load of laundry or taking out the trash or grocery shopping or a hundred other things makes their life easier than that’s what I will do. I was raised that way and I live my life that way.
I got up off the bed to headed to the kitchen to fix some drinks. As I was walking there, I decided to take some of those snacks that Darleen brought from the gas station. When I got to the kitchen Darleen’s snack bags were all sitting on the counter. I rummaged through them and found Oreos, Lays potato chips, and Doritos. I decided that three cups of water probably wouldn’t be enough. A soda type drink needed to be added. While water is great hydration it really doesn’t go with chips. Besides, there was Oreos, so milk also needed to be brought to the bedroom. I pulled down 9 red solo cups. I filled 6 with ice and left the other three without ice for the milk. I also pulled down a larger silver tray and put all the cups on it. I filled three cups with water from the large Fiji water bottle on the counter. I filled the other three iced cups with soda, diet for Amy, coke for Dar, and Mt. Dew for myself. Next, I reached into the fridge to get the milk and filled the remaining three cups. I put the three snacks into one bag for ease in carrying it to the bedroom. I picked up the tray and headed back. As I was walking back I realized that I needed to pee. Hmm, I thought to myself, “my bladder ALWAYS wins.” I made it back to the bedroom only to find Dar and Amy in a passionate lesbian entanglement.
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