Chapter 3: Sharley and Dakota

Sharley and Dakota came out of the kitchen and knelt before Jack. As he glanced down, they looked up, both smiling and with a look of desire in their eyes. “I think three of us can fit in that big bed,” he said.

“Oh yes, Lord,” Sharley said as she and Dakota stood.

In the very large master bedroom, Jack stood in front of the loveseat. “Come here,” he ordered. Sharley and Dakota moved to stand before him, looking into his face, waiting.

He turned to Sharley, taking her into his arms. She turned her head up, her lips parting, her eyes closing as he bent to kiss her. Her lips opened under his, welcoming his tongue. As their tongues touched, then moved together, she made soft murmuring sounds in the back of her throat.

They parted from the kiss, both breathing hard. Her head on his chest, she turned her face up. “Jack, Lord, I love you so much and ... and I loved you before, even when Dakota came back. It’s just...”

“I know, it’s better this way,” he said.

He released Sharley, pulling Dakota into his arms, hugging her lush body, enjoying the feel of her soft breasts against his chest. She looked up, they kissed, her insistent tongue finding its way between his lips. Jack could hear her breathing deeply through her nose as their lips and tongues worked together. When he pulled away to catch his breath, Dakota raising up on her toes, her hand on his neck, pulled him to her again with a breathy “More...”

They kissed again, deeply. As they parted for the second time, he moved his hands to her breasts, squeezing the full flesh, feeling her nipples growing hard through the fabric of her shirt and bikini.

Jack sat on the loveseat, looking at both beautiful young women, his now to do with as he pleased. They were both staring at him, waiting for a sign, their bosoms rising and falling with their breathing. He thought he could detect the scent of female arousal, and then looking more closely he saw what seemed to be a shadow at the crotch of Dakota’s bikini.

“Dakota, are you wet?” he asked, staring at the dark spot.

She cast her eyes down for a second before boldly staring back at him. “Yes, Lord, I’m very wet. I ... I want you to take me.”

“I’m wet too,” Sharley said, looking imploringly at Jack.

“Take off the shirt,” Jack ordered Dakota. Quickly, she pulled the garment off, over her head and tossed it to the floor. She was standing very straight, her back arched, thrusting out her bikini-covered breasts, the erect nipples tenting out the thin fabric, the large, dark pink areolas clearly visible through the white fabric.

At a gesture from Jack, Dakota reached behind to untie her bikini and slip it off, dropping it to the floor with her shirt. Her nipples seemed to grow even more erect when exposed to the air-conditioned atmosphere. With a soft sigh, Dakota cupped her heavy breasts in her hands for a second, her fingertips trailing over the hard nipples before letting her hands fell to her sides.

“Now the panties,” he commanded, watching as she slid her bikini bottoms down her long legs. She had a small tuft of dark gold hair above her bare pubis. At Jack’s gesture, she moved closer. He reached out, touching her labia, slick with her arousal. While Dakota sighed under his caresses, Jack remembered the girl in his dream, that other harem girl.

He looked at her for a second, then ordered her to turn so he could examine her high, round butt. With his hands, he spread her cheeks, looking at her tiny, dimpled anus. Touching it with his fingertip, “Have you ever been fucked here?” he asked.

“No, never,” she answered, gasping as he slid his finger into her asshole.

Forcing his finger deeper, “You will, because I’m going to do it,” wiggling his finger inside her. “And you’re going to love it.”

“Yes, oh yes, Lord,” she sighed.

Carefully withdrawing his finger, Jack turned Dakota, so she was facing him again. He stared into her face. “When was the last time you had sex with a man?”

“Not for years.”

“And when was the last time you had sex?”

“Sunday, yesterday morning, with Sharley,” turning her head to look at her lover.

“Have you been with anyone else?”

Looking again at Sharley before turning back to Jack. “No, not since, since you left, and I moved in here.” Her blue eyes opening wide, her hands reaching out to him, “Lord, please take me now. I’ll, I’ll do anything for you, anything to please you.”

“I’ll take you, don’t worry about that, but in my own time,” he laughed then ordered Dakota to move to the side while Sharley disrobed. It didn’t take long, and soon he was looking at that beautiful body he loved so much. Jack let his eyes wander over his ex-wife’s nakedness, the full, firm breasts capped with tiny pink nipples, engorged now with desire, the long legs, the slim waist, the soft swell of her belly, her pussy, shaved smooth as she had kept it as long as he had known her.

Jack paused for a moment admiring the two naked women before him. They were models, but not thin-bodied fashion models. Sharley and Dakota were lingerie and bikini models, with full breasts, slim waists, womanly hips. They did a little acting too. That was how he met Sharley, when she was hired for a Lexus commercial for the southern California market. She had just the high-class, sexy good looks they needed.

“Kneel here, both of you,” he ordered, pointing. “Take off my shoes and socks, then you can undress me.”

“Oh yes, Lord,” Sharley said, kneeling in front of him, Dakota kneeling with her. One to each shoe, they struggled with the thick laces, then slid his shoes and socks off.

Jack stood and began unbuttoning his shirt. “Let us do that, Lord,” Sharley said. Soon they were sliding his shirt down his arms. Then they lifted the bottom of his undershirt, helping him pull it over his head.

“Oh,” Dakota exclaimed as he discarded the undershirt.

Sharley, touched his bare chest, tracing the hard muscles, her fingertip in the wiry gold hair. “Jack, how did this happen? You were never like this.”

Pressing her fingers to his chest, taking hold of Dakota’s hand, “I’ve been working out.”

“You look amazing!” Sharley replied.

Jack opened his belt buckle and started unbuttoning his jeans. But as his fingers moved to the zipper, “Let us, Lord,” Sharley said softly, kneeling. Within seconds, they had the zipper open and were pulling the jeans and shorts together down his legs.

“Oh, Lord,” Dakota cried as Jack’s erection popped out.

“Oh, Jack,” Sharley whispered, her fingers running over his cock. “You’re changed here too.”

“No, I haven’t. You must misremember things,” he told her.

Sharley struggled with her memories, but Jack’s insistence overruled them. She decided she must have been mistaken, that Jack had been uncircumcised all along. She and Dakota began rubbing his cock.

“You love it, don’t you?” he said, his voice low as she slid his foreskin back, exposing the purple glans. “Both of you love my cock, and sucking my cock, and swallowing my cum,” he continued, his hands in Dakota’s hair, pressing her face to his lower shaft as Sharley stroked him.

“Umm,” Sharley moaned, her mouth opening wide, then even wider so she could encircle his broad cockhead with her lips.

“I love your cock,” Dakota whispered, her head bent low, so she could lick his balls and the base of his shaft.

Jack shuffled out of the jeans and shorts and sat on the loveseat, naked, watching, enjoying his ex-wife and her lover sucking him. Sharley was really into it, sliding her lips up and down, her tongue swirling, caressing, her hands stroking the shaft made slick from combined spittle and precum. Dakota was doing his balls, licking, sucking, and caressing with her fingertips the sensitive area between his scrotum and anus.

He grabbed Dakota’s head, pulling her up so she and Sharley could take turns sucking. Dakota wasn’t as accomplished a fellatrix as Sharley, not surprising as she had been involved exclusively with females for years, and sucking Jack’s cock was something Sharley had done a lot, and with enjoyment.

Jack was very aroused, and it didn’t take long before he was ready to cum. Sharley was sucking him, only able to get about half of his now much larger cock into her mouth. Dakota was rubbing his balls and perineum, licking his lower shaft.

Grabbing Sharley’s head, “I’m cumming,” Jack cried, pulling Sharley down, forcing his cockhead against the back of her throat.

Then he felt it, the increased pleasure of orgasming with his enhanced dick. The sensation as the thick semen poured out of him, into Sharley’s mouth and down her throat, was incredibly pleasurable. And the volume seemed much more than before as he ejaculated again and again until Sharley couldn’t swallow quickly enough and the thick cum dribbled down her chin.

“Oh, so much,” Dakota said as Sharley moved to the side, allowing Dakota to take her place. She positioned herself between Jack’s legs, opening her mouth wide just as he spurted, shooting a wad of thick cum onto her cheek. Fastening her soft lips on him, her tongue swirling, she moaned softly as he continued ejaculating into her soft, sucking mouth.

As the flow lessened, with a quiet sigh, Dakota raised her head, smiling at him, her tongue licking at his cockhead, tasting the semen still slowly dribbling out. “That was good,” she said, using a fingertip to wipe the cum from her cheek, then sucking it off.

“You like sucking my cock?” he asked, smiling at Dakota.

“Yes, Lord, I love it,” the beautiful blonde said, opening her lips wide, kissing deeply the broad cockhead, her tongue-tip pressing into his urethra, her fingers caressing the half-hard shaft. As Dakota continued, Sharley moved close to him, her arms around his neck, her green eyes staring into Jack’s, she pressed her lips to his, the taste of his semen on her. They kissed deeply, their tongues melding.

“I want to fuck you now,” he said.

“Yes, that’s what I want,” Sharley whispered, staring into his eyes.

Jack looked down at Dakota, caressing his once again hard cock with her fingertips, her tongue lapping at the precum bubbling out of his urethra. “Both of you.”

“I, I want it, but you’re so big,” Dakota said, moving her head away a little, first looking up at his face, then down at his huge cock.

Laughing, touching her cheek, “Don’t worry, you can take it,” he said. “Now, show me how you two do it, have sex together.”

Sharley moved closer to him, pressing her breasts against his shoulder, her mouth close to his ear. “We’ll do it if you want, Jack,” she whispered. “But it’s you I ... we ... want, and, and I’m a little embarrassed to have you see me do that with Dakota.”

“I don’t mind, if you want to watch us,” Dakota said, moving to the bed. “Come on Sharley, we can start and then Jack can join us, it’ll be fun.”

Gently pushing Sharley toward the bed, “Go ahead,” Jack said. “It’ll be fun for all of us, and when I’m ready, I’ll join in and give you some of this,” holding his erect cock in his hand.

Dakota was on the bed, lying on her back, one leg, the nearest, raised. As Jack moved his eyes over her naked body, she writhed on the bed. Her blue eyes clouded with lust, she stared back at him, and then at Sharley as his beautiful ex-wife lay beside her.

Sharley gently touched her lover, caressing her arm, her soft shoulder. Then she began kissing Dakota’s neck as she fondled a full breast. Dakota gasped as Sharley moved over her, embracing her. Then the two were kissing deeply while Sharley caressed, squeezed her partner’s breasts and Dakota slid a hand between Sharley’s soft thighs.

They were both gasping, moaning together now, their bodies tight, Sharley’s leg pressing against Dakota’s swollen labia, while Dakota’s raised leg was rubbing Sharley’s pussy. They were moving together, writhing together, the movements of the two lovely women an imitation of the age-old mating dance of man and woman.

Jack came closer, seeing Dakota on the bottom, her eyes closed, breathing deeply through her nose, apparently close to orgasm. And Sharley, her arms tight around her lover, her right breast pressing on Dakota’s left, as she caressed with her right thigh Dakota’s pussy. They were moving faster now, approaching orgasm. When he climbed onto the foot of the bed, Sharley turned, her eyes staring blankly for a moment as if she had forgotten Jack was there. At his gesture, she moved a little away from Dakota, allowing him to slide between the beautiful blonde’s shapely legs.

Dakota opened her eyes staring as Jack positioned himself above her, opening her legs even wider staring at his huge organ approaching her dripping pussy. “Jack, Lord, are you going to take me now?” she asked staring into his face, as he supported himself over her.

“Yes, and you’re going to love it,” he said, at the same time lowering himself, thrusting his cock toward her. She spread her legs more, then as she sighed softly, he felt his cockhead sliding between her well-lubricated lower lips.

“Ohh, Jack,” Dakota gasped, at the same time shifting her bottom, easing his entry into her tight vagina. He pulled back, then thrust in even deeper, forcing more gasps from her. Jack kept this rhythm for a few more strokes, in, then out, then even deeper into her tight vagina, Dakota gasping and moaning all the while.

Dakota’s fingers were grasping his shoulders, her eyes staring into his face as slowly, millimeter by millimeter he forced himself into her. “Oh, Jack, Lord, you’re so ... so ... big!” she gasped as she felt herself penetrated by his huge phallus.

Soon, Jack knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He wanted in Dakota’s beautiful body, all the way in. Reaching around her, grabbing her buttocks, he pulled back, then thrust in hard, deep, penetrating her fully, Dakota crying out in surprise. Jack lowered his head, pressing his lips to Dakota’s. Moaning, her hands on his head holding him close, she kissed him deeply, her tongue writhing against his. As they broke from the kiss, “Alright, now I’m going to fuck you,” Jack said, his voice hoarse.