Myths and Gargoyles Jamie Hawke (i read a book .TXT) 📖

that it wasn’t like we were man and woman, nude and exposed, but part of one flowing energy that was the definition of art. I wasn’t even thinking of her sexually, at least, I thought so, until I felt a throbbing and looked down to notice my cock harder than ever, the silver light gleaming off the engorged head.

A glance her way and she smiled, applied one more stroke of paint, and said, “Done.”

My canvas was quite full of color as well, but it was nothing compared to the real thing. I was about to go to her, but turned from the canvas to see her right in front of me, our bodies nearly touching. She was eyeing me with certainty—a certainty that said there was only one thing she wanted in life at that moment, and it was me.

“My hands,” she started, almost losing her confidence for a second, but I stepped in, grabbing her hands and kissing them, first on the palms, then on the backs, then moving up one arm until my lips were at her neck. She was breathing heavily, and when my lips touched hers she grabbed me, pressing herself to me as her hands caressed my back and ass. Rough? Yes, but I didn’t care about that, all I wanted was her touch.

We continued kissing, caressing, getting to know each other’s bodies with our hands and lips, and soon she was moving me back until I hit the bed.

She lowered me to the sheets, kissing me with her hands caressing my chest, then abs. Her hand moved to my hip bone and down along one leg. She glanced over at Pucky’s sleeping form, grinned, and moved down from my mouth, lips on my stomach, pausing at my belly button as one of her breasts brushed along my cock. Then she went for it as if it were the most delicious popsicle she’d ever dreamed of, taking my cock in her mouth and licking, swirling it around on her lips, engulfing it and moving up and down so that I was in heaven.

Her hand stroking my cock as she moved her tongue to my balls, I moaned softly and turned—to see Pucky’s eyes wide open, watching the whole thing. I wasn’t sure what to do here, but she held a finger to her mouth and smiled, then pointed back at my crotch.

I turned back, watching as Elisa continued stroking me and licking me, her eyes on us. She knew she was being watched, and loved it.

Fingers found my chin and turned me back to Pucky. She pressed her lips to mine, her tongue darting out fiercely. Apparently, watching this had turned her the fuck on. Now her hands were on me too, and she suddenly sprang up and started tearing off her clothes. Elisa came up to help her, pausing to suck on one of her breasts.

I took advantage of the situation and repositioned myself so that I could get my head between Elisa’s legs where she knelt, and started kissing the edge of her hair, then moving in and finding her clit with first my fingers, then my tongue. She was moaning, hand dropping down to find the opening between Pucky’s legs. Pucky took her hand, putting it behind so that she could bend over and go down on me while Elisa fingered her. Moments later, Elisa found a position that worked for me still going down on her while she ate out Pucky.

My hands were caressing Elisa’s perfect, tight ass, my tongue darting across her clit one moment and, when I needed a break, going to her inner thighs, relishing the pleasure of Pucky’s mouth on my cock, and then getting back in there.

A tingling sensation rose up my body as Pucky moved for my balls, still stroking away with her hands. I was filled with a new zest for Elisa’s pussy, wanting to taste it and bury my face in it. I was moaning like this was the best feast I’d ever had, going purely for the clit now, and as I heard Pucky start moaning, my cock back in her mouth, Elisa started clenching up. Her body was shaking, but Pucky was the first to orgasm, burying her face in my balls as she did, hand squeezing my cock to the point of near pain.

Then Elisa was pulling away, turning so that we were facing in the bed, moaning. She started to moan louder and longer. Pucky pulled back, watching excitedly as she kept one hand stroking me.

Suddenly Elisa pounded the bed with one hand, then moved back for my cock, taking it in her mouth as she moaned again and started moving her head with Pucky’s hand. Pucky looked confused, but then Elisa was back up and saying, “Make him cum in my mouth,” and she was clutching the sheets. “I’m too… exhausted.”

Pucky laughed but went for it, stroking me harder and faster so that at times her hand was actually hitting Elisa, but she didn’t care, she was too much in the zone. Honestly, my body was so exhausted from the day that lying here getting a handjob from one woman into the mouth of another was the perfect way to end it.

When I came, Pucky’s hands kept moving and Elisa closed her mouth tight, so that I was spasming and begging them to stop before they finally did. I lay there in perfect bliss, a few aftershocks running through my body, still relishing the taste of Elisa. She rolled over, took my dick from Pucky, and held it as she looked at me. Pucky joined us on the other side, and I put one hand on Elisa’s over my dick, the other taking Pucky’s and kissing it. Both of them came in for kisses then. All three of us were exhausted and spent, so when they pulled back and laid down, I’m pretty sure we all went off to dreamland at the same time.

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