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The pleasure trove
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The pleasure trove She looked at both of us with those dancing eyes of hers. Come to me, she said. Pulling us both by the waist of our jeans, she guided us both to the bedroom. Silently, she sighed as we removed our clothes and placed them neatly beside the bed. She kissed us both, and quietly began toying with our now arousing members. As they began to awake from their quiet slumber, she laughed, knowing full well the pleasure that was to come. As she played, we began playing with her. He, with her breasts and waiting mouth, and I with her hot velvety folds. After a moment, she sighed again slightly. I knew I was close to the treasure - the waiting to be opened folds covering her glistening pearl of pleasure. Then, she sighed deeply. I continued my search, and my inquisitive fingers found the object of my desire. I stroked, lightly, ever so gently, then more firmly - pressing with thefirmer stookes I knew she liked. The more I stroked and the more he played with her beautiful breasts, the deeper she sighed, until with ragged breath she trembled... knees buckling she said "Yes, lets sit down.", sitting on the edge of the bed. We all moved further back from the edge. She holding our now throbbing members - we, continuing to pleasure her as she enjoyed. I continued in my dance of deliberate concentration that<b> inner sanctum </font></b>of pleasure until she shrieked in approval. I sat back, watching her pleasure. She continued to come - over and over again. Waves of residual pleasure rolled over her, finally stopping, leaving her with a look of absolute bliss. She left me to concentrate on him. I watched, transfixed at the gentleness and care she took to fully stimulate his erecting member. I watched for a amoment more, as a casual observer, on the outside of a sphere of life that included only them. I carefully got up and left, leaving them to their devices. Hearing growing sounds of pleasure in the next room, I went over - looked in, found 3 others together. She being pleasured by two attentive servants. She, moaning deeply at the feelings of great pleasure they were providing. They, gently gliding their hands all over her - stroking her lovely breasts, entering her fountain of wetness with tantalizing fingers dancing, swirling, and tickling all her sensitive areas. She, moaning loudly until that moment of bliss. That short instant in time when all things stopped and she surfed in the waves of pleasure overtaking her. After the waves subsided, she rested - held in the strong arms of her two talented lovers. It was then I noticed two others laying, watching, as the loving scenario played out. Silent voyeurs in the scene of glowing pleasure. As we watched, she began to speak. "God, that was good!". She said it without fear in front of us all, as we were all there for the same purpose - to enjoy each other to the fullest. To give and to receive the pleasures that we all knew the others craved and loved. Small talk. Laughter. Further talking led to more animated discussion, and the mood in the room loosened. I sat down on the bed, the magical moment past that I dared not interrupt. Did not dare to interrupt that scene of untold beauty. But now it was OK. It was OK to speak, OK enjoy the company of all again. Then, she came in. Yet another beautiful woman. Secure in her knowledge that she was welcome here too. Sitting with me, she looked and began to stroke my now flaccid member knowing the delights it held in store. She brought it to full attention; longing, desiring, lusting for it. We both knew this was the reason that she came. To find the partner that she had enjoyed many times before. One whom she could not forget. One who would provide the thing she needed most. The pleasure she had waited for all evening. We moved further back on the bed. She, in her hurry, had not placed her things to the side. Quickly she moved them, roughly pushing them to the edge. With a smile she bent down onto her knees, curled her legs under her and began her ministrations of lust to this object of her desire. Licking, slurping, nibbling, she moved me toward a feeling that nothing else can provide - the knowlege that great things were yet to come. She turned her back to me, inviting me to play with her as well. Placing one finger, then two inside and moving slowly, quickly, slowly again. I did all the things I knew she enjoyed. In moments she became wet, wetter, wettest! Soon she was squirting large amounts of warm liquid onto the strategically placed towel. I kept going, she stopped in her attentions to me - paying attention only to the pleasure she felt between her loins. The mounting pleasure caused her to moan loudly, as the other woman had. The growing sounds became a symphony of pleasure enveloping us in her cries of lust. The others began watching, observing yet anohther scene of intense pleasure. I stopped, and laid beside her. She positione herself to be on top, gently lowering herself onto my still throbbing example of manhood. Up, back down ever so slightly, and up again. She explained - it was too large to take in all at once. I vaguely became aware of the same scene unfolding directly beside me. We began thrusting, heaving, pushing as deeply as possible. We each did our absolute best. Each sriving for the ultimate pleasure to provide each other. Each knowing that the other had our greatest pleasure in mind. We came together at that moment, writhing twisting, pulsing together; enjoying our dizzying union of pleasure. Later we separated like the age old story of two ships who had met in the night - leaving, knowing they would meet again. We all laid there together again, confidently knowing that all seven parties to that event had done their utmost to provide pleasure to their partner. Later the small talk began again, some drifting away, some staying to enjoy the bonds of friendship. We showered, enjoying each other under the streams of deliciously hot water cascading upon us. Drying off, we went directly to the bed again and enjoyed more of each others lust and our desire to be pleasured. Separating, we each went to different rooms, finding a new partner. She a group of old friends; me, my original partner who now looked like she was readying to leave. "Leaving so soon?", I asked. I knew that I was becoming hard again. She looked, saw its new found life, and decided to stay. We began to play, each thrusting back at each other. I knew the rear entry would provide the deepest entry, her most pleasureable position. We continued and used varying degrees of pressure on each other. I began to thrust deeply, then press upward pressing firmly on her pleasure zone. Over, and over, and over I did this until she was grasping the bedsheet - clawing it from the bed. Shrieking she came - over and over until I did as well and we crumpled into a bedraggled heaap on the bed. We lay there together for a few minutes, unable to move. Regaining some strength we began finding our clothes and dressing, stumbling due to our exhaustion like two drunken people. Drunk in the pleasure of multiple unions this night. Satisfied, knowing this was to continue another time. Happy in the knowlege that we had provided the ultimate in plesure for each other. |
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