Afternoon Delight (2 page)

"Oh, yeah. Like I said, dripping. Up on your knees, now."

"Don't you want to take out your other orange slices first?"

Lori asked, as she turned around and assumed a position on her hands and knees."

"Actually, I think they add a certain note of savoir faire," a deep voice said from a few feet away.

Both women froze. Lori nearly pitched off the lounger onto her face, and Savannah frantically tried to think if she could hide the things in her hands.

"Don't let me stop you, ladies. In fact, maybe I could give you a hand."

Savannah swivelled her head to see a huge hunk of masculinity jumping lightly over the low brick wall that separated their patio from the one next door. At least six four, she thought, with sun streaked blond hair, broad shoulders and lean hips, and muscles that flexed smoothly beneath tanned skin that shouted hours outdoors, not the gym tanning lamp. Then she looked up and nearly drowned in the exotic, emerald green eyes gleaming with good humour.

He leaned his hips against the wall, powerful arms folded against his broad chest. In the soft jogging shorts he wore, it was impossible not to notice the nice big tent his cock was making.

Savannah was mesmerised, unable to tear her eyes away from so much raw sex appeal.

"I, um, didn't hear you moving around over there." She nodded at his patio. His condo and the one she and Lori shared were the only two at that end of the building, which gave them a degree of privacy. The two patios were separated by the low brick wall their visitor now leaned against.

He grinned. "And here I thought you were putting on this show just for my benefit. Deke Rogers," he said, introducing himself. "And please, don't let me stop you. I'm enjoying the show."

Lori sat back on her haunches, her eyes glazing over.

Savannah could see she was just as hypnotised by the visitor.

Savannah had to restrain the urge to leap up and run her tongue over every inch of his body. When she could make her mouth work properly, she said, "I'm Savannah Rogers. This is my friend, Lori Avondale. We own this condo together."

"Do you, um, do this often?" He gestured at them with his hand.

Savannah smiled at him. "Only to keep from getting bored—when we don't have a walking sex god around to help us."

"Sex god, huh?" He laughed, a warm, honeyed sound. "I figured you hadn't just decided to try this for the first time.

You look like you're having too much fun."

"We thought you didn't even notice us," Lori told him, fluttering her eyelashes in an exaggerated move.

"Oh, I noticed all right. I've noticed a great deal. So, is this an exclusive game or can anyone play?"

"We're very particular," Savannah told him, coyly lowering her eyes.

"I hope I fit your selection list because I got tired of waiting for my invitation and decided to crash the party." He reached over the wall and lifted up a wine cooler with three bottles chilling in it. "My contribution, in case you asked me to play."

Lori turned her head, and she and Savannah exchanged a wicked look. They both nodded imperceptibly.

"Come on, then," Lori told him. "Or you'll miss the next act."

He carried over the cooler and put it down on the table between the chairs, moving with very fluid grace for such a large man.

"I can't think of a better way to spend the afternoon than with two such hot, beautiful ladies," he told them.

He bent down to Lori, still on her hands and knees, cupped her face and took her mouth in a hungry kiss. His tongue swept every surface inside, greedy yet gentle, tasting, touching, until she moaned into his open mouth. She couldn't recall a kiss that had inflamed her senses the way this one did. Deke Rogers had kissing down to an art form. When he lifted his head from hers, she felt as if a part of her had been taken away.

"That's just for openers, sweetheart." He palmed both of her breasts with his large, warm hands, his thumbs chafing her nipples. "Fixing your taste in my mouth. More to come."

Then he straightened to reach for Savannah who obviously waited her turn. He repeated the process with her, taking the same amount of time and care, using his tongue like a switch to turn on her senses. He cupped her breasts as he'd done with Lori, but his gasp whispered into her mouth as he realised how much bigger and longer her nipples were than Lori's. He bit down gently on her lower lip as his fingers pulled and rolled them, sending tiny shock waves of electricity through her. Even though she'd just had an orgasm, her pussy throbbed again and the juices of her arousal escaped her vagina and coated her outer lips and thighs.

They were all panting when he turned back to the lounger.

"We'd keep you around just for the kisses," Savannah said when she could steady her voice. "You should wear a sign.

Those kisses are highly dangerous."

"No more than yours, ladies." He took a moment to plant a kiss on each of their breasts and graze his teeth against each nipple, drawing a hiss of breath from each of them. "Now, where were we? Ah, yes." He plucked the dildo from Savannah's now unresisting hands along with the tube of gel.

"I think this is a good place to start, don't you? One of my favourite activities. Yours, too, I gather."

The two women giggled again, and Lori wiggled her butt.

Savannah knew how much her friend loved being fucked in the ass. It was one of
her
favourite activities, too. However, in all the playful afternoons and evenings she and Lori had indulged in, she'd always known her partner ahead of time.

This was the first time either of them had let a total stranger penetrate her rectum less than five minutes after meeting him.

But they were already horny, and hadn't they just wished for a hunk to spice up a delightful afternoon? Deke was so absolutely, gorgeously sexy she couldn't possibly turn him away, and the thrill of having him plunder her with that dildo made her cream just thinking about it. The two of them always said, the more decadent the better, and this was about as decadent as it got.

Savannah watched as Lori rearranged herself into a better position, her breasts tingling and cream already glistening on the insides of her thighs. Her own pussy pulsated with anticipation.

Deke leaned down and placed a kiss on each cheek of Lori's ass, nipping with his teeth, then soothing with his tongue.

"Do you enjoy being fucked in the ass, sweet thing?" he murmured against her skin as he trailed kisses along every inch if her spine. "Does it get you hot?"

Lori shivered again under the rain of kisses, each one like a tiny spark of heat shooting straight to her womb. If she'd been hot before, just the touch of his lips and the thought of what he was about to do almost made her come just kneeling there.

"Well, does it?" he repeated, swiping his tongue down the cleft of her buttocks.

Lori turned her head to catch Savannah's eye, exchanging a glance with her. Then, in a soft, breathy voice she said.

"Oh, yes. I love it."

Deke placed another kiss on Savannah's lips, a quick touch of mouths, and a light thrust of tongue. "Why don't we do this together? Three is always better than two, don't you think?"

"Oh, absolutely." Savannah winked at Lori who arranged herself more comfortably, head resting on her arms, ass high in the air, legs spread apart. "We were just sitting here before, saying the same thing, believe it or not. So ... tell me, what you want me to do?"

"Why don't you just take the cheeks of this luscious ass and hold them as wide apart for me as you can? I want to give myself the best playing field."

Savannah did as he asked, fully exposing Lori's rosy brown anus. Knowing what her friend liked, she leaned down for a moment and blew a stream of warm air on it while Deke lubed up the dildo.

"Ooh," Lori murmured. "That always feels good."

"This will feel a lot better," Deke told her in his rich, deep voice. "But I want to make sure you're nice and open for me.

I don't want to hurt you, and this toy looks pretty big."

"You won't hurt me," she protested. "Just do it."

"My way," he told her, bending down to nip at her ass cheeks again. He cupped his hand against her slit, looking at the liquid coating it as he lifted it to his mouth and licked it.

"And oh, sweet thing, you really
are
sweet."

His long fingers traced circles around her puckered hole, the sight of it sending a fresh stream of arousal from Savannah's vagina and causing Lori's buttocks to quiver with anticipation. He pressed the tip of one finger against the tight anal ring, brushing back and forth against the sensitive skin.

Taking his time he pushed it into Lori's hot back channel.

"More?" he asked softly.

"Oh, yes." Her voice had a little catch to it. "All the way in," she gasped, pushing back against it.

He added a second finger to the first, scissoring them to stretch the tight tissues.

Lori was so hot she thought her skin would burst from the heat. Deke's fingers were like tongs of flame scorching the tissues of her rectum, her blood already boiling. God, she wanted that dildo inside her, she wanted to be fucked with it, she wanted to shout, "Get on with it."

Savannah leaned down to Lori's face and slipped her tongue into her friend's mouth. "Soon, baby. He's making it so good for you. And I'm going to help him make it even better."

"Savannah?"

"Yes, Deke?" She stood up and ran her hand up and down Lori's spine.

"I think you should lie down on the lounger—by the way,

I'm glad they're so roomy—so you can pay some attention to Lori's nice, naked pussy. I'm going to be a little busy back here and I want to make sure nothing gets neglected. You like playing with her little cunt. Right?"

"Oh, yes," she breathed.

"Good. I want Lori's orgasm to be so intense her entire body shakes with it, and I see her cream all over your mouth while her hot little ass clutches at this big dildo." He wrapped his fingers around his burgeoning cock. "And hope I don't embarrass myself because playing with you two is making me so horny my cock has developed a mind of its own."

"We'll take good care of you," Savannah promised, as she slipped beneath Lori on the lounger.

Her head was directly under Lori's cunt, now dark and rosy with building need. She stroked the pussy's outer lips, now wet with dew and rimmed the opening of her vagina. Lori was wetter than ever, anticipation making her juices flow.

Deke leaned over and kissed Lori's ass cheeks again, then pressed the dildo against her asshole. "Take a deep breathe," he encouraged her. "I'm pretending this is me sliding my dick into that tempting dark hole of yours." He pressed it inside of her one inch at a time, watching the ring of muscle stretch to accommodate it then suddenly grasp and pull on it.

"Okay?" he asked, when it was fully seated.

"More than okay," she gasped.

"Deep breaths, then. Ah, that's a good girl. Yes, feel how nicely this fills you up." His voice was hoarse. "I can't wait to fill you up myself."

Savannah felt Deke's thick, hard shaft, rigid as a spike, bobbing against her as he manipulated the dildo in Lori's ass.

He fucked her with it using smooth, even strokes, his hand resting on the base of her spine to steady her.

Beneath the two of them Savannah pulled and tugged on Lori's clit, sliding two fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. Every third or fourth stroke her little pink tongue would come out and swipe against the hard knob already so sensitive that each touch made Lori scream.

Savannah slid a third finger in beside the other two, rubbing the slick walls of her friend's vagina, spreading the liquid around, rasping against responsive nerves. She could feel the dildo pressing against the thin membrane separating the two channels. Closing her eyes, she let the images dance in her brain. Her other hand stole to her own cunt, rubbing the bare lips and plucking at her own clit.

"God." The word was more a prayer than a curse as it burst from Deke's lips. "That's it. Fuck yourself, too,

Savannah. My God, the sight of you masturbating while helping Lori to her orgasm is so erotic I can hardly stand it."

Lori's moans grew louder and louder, her breathing accelerated as Deke moved the dildo faster and faster.

"Tell me when you're ready to come," he ordered her, reaching around to cup one of her breasts and tweak the nipple.

Lori rocked back and forth, riding Savannah's fingers and the dildo, increasing her pace as Deke increased his speed.

Savannah felt Lori's cunt clenching around her fingers, tasted the cream running onto her tongue, and sensed her friend was fighting the intensity of the reaction that Deke was driving her towards.

Her own stomach muscles clenched, her blood raced through her veins, her body in the grip of a powerful erotic force.

"Come, Lori," Savannah gasped against the dripping cunt.

"Let it take you."

"Too much," she gasped.

"No. Go with it. Right now." Savannah raked a fingernail across the swollen clit.

Lori screamed, "Now. I'm coming now."

Savannah felt the shudders race through her, felt spasms shaking the other woman's body. She and Deke worked Lori's rectum and her vagina in a steady rhythm, fucking both of her openings until her screams subsided and the shudders became shivers, then aftershocks. Eventually she fell forward onto Savannah.

Deke slid the dildo from her ass, cleaning it and his hands on the towel at the foot of the lounger. Then he leaned down and trailed kisses from her neck to the small of her back as he'd done before, taking little nips of the skin as his mouth moved from her neck to her waist. When he ran his fingers the length of her slit, they came away coated with her cream.

He licked his fingers and saw Savannah watching him with heated eyes. He extended his hand and painted her lips with the residue.

"Ambrosia," he commented. "The nectar of the gods."

"Appropriate for a sex god," Savannah teased, out of breath herself.

Lori was still sprawled across her friend. "You're a magic man with that toy," she told Deke.