A Good Hunt - part three

Dinner and dessert…

Birds dressed and on ice, the last thing to do before dinner was to clean up. Walking up the staircase with his hand on her arse she was falling into a sizzling fantasy. He knew it too. “I’ll take over from here”, her lover whispered as he undressed her, placing her gently on his bed. She was still wet from her own pleasuring. He enjoyed her with all his tongue could give. She arched her back fiercely as they played.

Forcefully he grabbed both her wrists and lifted her out of his bed and marched her into the shower. The wild defiant look in her eye told him she did not like to be interrupted. But, as his hands went from forceful to gentle she began to smile, enjoying the way he was washing every inch of her body. He asked her to sit so he could shave her and she obliged. Then it was her turn. He leaned spread eagle against the shower wall while she soaped him from his ankles to his face, with a little extra hand washing of his arse. When he turned to face her she could not resist him, all of him. There was something so exciting about the way she got after it. He groaned with delight. “Ohhhh, there’s really no time for this.” He moaned. “Oh?” she laughed with her mouth full. But she consented to stop, save it for later. Out of the shower they toweled each other off.

His gentle toweling caused her to become very quiet, very submissive. She knew what was happening. His kisses became gentle as though she was a baby. His touches carried the same tenderness. He was handling her like glass, like a precious gift. As he dressed her he watched the delight in her eyes. She was his pleasure. As he held her he whispered how turned on he became seeing her with his friend. “Will you please me, will you let me share you?” he whispered. The smile on her face, the look in her eye, her touch told him…yes. Time slowed as they gazed into each other’s soul. His thoughts were about how best to present her, to show her off. Her thoughts were about pleasing her lover, being his perfect gift.

‘DINNER!!!” the friend shouted at the bottom of the staircase. His bellowing shocked them back into reality.

She descended the staircase; her beauty hit the friend between the eyes like buckshot. She became the main course of conversation at the meal. Both studs flirting, joking, and laughing with their beauty. Carrying their dishes to the kitchen, she accidentally, well, maybe intentionally, backed into the friend. Turning to catch her, the friend threw his arms around her waist. “Oh my, I’m sorry,” he said looking at her lover. “Feels pretty good, eh?” her lover laughed. The friend seemed choked as his arms slowly left her waist, but not before a parting brush to her backside. She pressed into his hand for a hot second. Her lover pressed into her front side as placed his wares in the sink. This made her a delicious sandwich between the two. “Share dessert?” her lover asked his friend. She smiled and squirmed and they were hot! From the front her lover’s hands went straight to her hot spot; the friend began the same from behind. This sent her into frenzy. Two different hands probing in and out, playing with her clit, her lips. One hand was familiar, the other was new, and as good as she thought. “Let’s go out on the porch”, her lover laughed. “You guys go get comfy and I’ll clean up this mess”, the friend laughed back.

It was a hot evening, the locust were humming their song, the screen door opens with a screech and then slams