Sexy Vegan Part 4

(Continued from Sexy Vegans Part 3)

Taking a second and third step took Richard to the end of the bed, only a short reach to Simon's feet. He stopped for a moment, taking in the scene before him. Rachel had a shaved pussy that did look—especially in this light—very wet. Simon was deep inside her. Each time his cock came out, he could see her wetness all over the shaft. The ridge in the underneath of his cock was swollen and his balls hung down between his legs. Richard was transfixed with the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her perfectly formed pussy. Not just the sight though, the smell—that intoxicating mix of sexuality that filled his senses. His knee pressed into the end of the bed, his other knee drawing up beside it as he knelt at Simon’s feet. His cock twitched between his legs, and he thought that if he touched it, he would surely explode.

Both Rachel and Simon felt the pressure on the bed as Richard joined them. There was no plan, no script; this was freestyle and neither of them had arranged boundaries or safe words, yet they both, independently, felt good and relaxed. Well, maybe relaxed is stretching it a bit, possibly thrillingly mindblown was more accurate.

His constant rhythm throughout had brought Simon to a point where he was ready to fill Rachel more than he ever had before. He slowed. He wanted to enjoy this moment, and it could be such an anti-climax if he finished now. Rachel, sensing this, relaxed her muscles.

She was also ready to finish, but finishing multiple times was always an option for her, so this was a moment, or moments to be savoured. She felt the shift as Simon opened his legs just a little. She knew what he was doing. She knew he was creating a pathway for Richard to explore further. It was this moment that her body first shuddered with the first moments of orgasm. Not just the feel of Simon moving, but also the feel, the first touch, that first moment as Richard's hands clasped around her ankles.

Noticing that Simon had opened his legs, Richard moved a little closer, the sight of Simon’s cock inside Rachel, which was, he thought, big and thick, and not that dissimilar to his own, was drawing him closer. Reaching for Rachel’s ankles, he felt the smoothness of her skin. For sure he had felt her skin before.

Some months earlier, on a weekend away in Greece, he had hooked up with them both. They were on a two-week villa holiday in Skiathos, and he had been returning from a work trip. The logistics had been difficult, but after finding a flight to Athens and a boat to the island, he had joined them at the villa. On the second day, and with Simon in town grabbing supplies from the local supermarket, Rachel had asked Richard to put lotion on her back and arms. Sat by the pool, they had chatted as he applied the golden oil. He recalled then how soft her skin felt, and had, to his embarrassment, felt a stirring his shorts. He had sat for ten minutes chatting to her, waiting for the obvious bulge in his shorts to subside. He had felt a little bad about that and had hoped so much that Simon would not be back too quickly. By the time he returned, the arousal had subsided and the rest of the weekend was as wonderful as ever.

Now though, nothing was hidden as he slid his hands up her calves and over her knees. The strength and smoothness of her legs were mind-blowing, and reaching her inner thighs, he stopped.

The touch of his hands reminded her of the time in Skiathos when he helped her apply sun tan oil. His hands had felt strong and smooth, and had he not stopped so suddenly, she wondered just how much longer she would have laid there. It was not meant to be a turn on, but lying in the sun by the pool, with wine and fresh fruit—the day had felt perfect. She knew it would have never gone further, but she had enjoyed it for what it was.

This, though, was different. Her pussy ached as his hands passed her knees and slid up her inner thighs. Was he really going to touch her? Was this really happening? How was Simon feeling? Though she quickly worked out how he felt by his increased movement.

With his hands resting on her thighs, and neither of them looking at him, he felt free to explore. Richard had always considered himself a sensitive lover, and now more than ever, he needed that gift. Holding Rachel’s thighs, he moved closer, now so close to her that he could see her swollen clitoris, erect and standing out from between her luscious lips. He leaned in further, the swollen cock of his friend only inches from his face.

She could now feel his breath, his hot breath hovering over her pussy. This was really happening. This was about to—

“Oh my god,” she cried out, the sensation of Richard's tongue on her clitoris was explosive. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck,” she cried.

Simon felt and heard what had happened, he felt Rachel arch her back and slam back down. He heard her expletives of ecstasy and knew that Richard had started to kiss her. He also could feel Richard brush his cock as he got close, his head was pressing into Rachel and against his cock. He thought he was going to explode, but he needed to last longer. He had to pull out to make it last longer. Pulling out a little further, his rock-hard cock sprang from Rachel’s soaking pussy, but his hips could not stop moving as his cock pushed its way up her lips towards her clitoris.

The taste of her clitoris in his mouth was so perfect, so beautiful, so much so that Richard could not help burying his tongue and lips all over her throbbing clitoris. She let out a scream and uttered words of ecstasy, driving Richard wild with passion. He sucked even harder, feeling her rise and fall. He felt Simon jerk and move, and then, the fat head of his cock pushed his tongue out of the way as it pushed upwards. It was too late to give up on her taste now and his tongue fought with Simons cock, sometimes the throbbing head was covering her clitoris, and then it drew back. The passion continued to grow in Richard as Simon pushed harder and harder, but there was no stopping, no giving way. Without thinking of the consequences, Richard opened his mouth wider, a huge gaping hole, that, on Simon's upstroke, took half the length of his cock into it.

There was now no stopping for Simon either, as he pushed harder and harder on the outside the edges of her wet pussy, and there was certainly no stopping when he felt his cock plunge deep into Richard's mouth.

Rachel was somewhere lost in the whole grip of this erotic passion, the feel of Simons hard cock and the passionate flicking of Richards tongue made her vanish into a world she had rarely if ever been. She had the urge to feel what was happening, to touch that wetness, and sliding her hand between her legs, she reached for that centre of all the action—her super sensitive clitoris. What she found surprised her. She could feel Richard and his tongue as she edged two fingers between his lips and into his mouth, but the excitement really kicked in when she felt the head of Simon’s hard cock in there as well.

“Is this what you imagined that day babe,” she whispered to Simon, “the thought of your cock in that guys mouth?”

“Rach stop, your gonna make me cum,” Simon replied breathlessly.

“I know you are imagining your big hard cock in his mouth, but now it is in someone else’s, and you fuckin' love it,” she teased.

With a huge groan and jerk, his hips arched up. “Oh baby, I can’t stop, I can’t—"

Richard heard her whispers, her teasing, and before he could do anything, he felt Simon tense up, the head of his cock started throbbing and jerking.

“No babe, cum in me,” cried Rachel, “fill me up with your hot cum.”

Richard was somewhere between licking and flicking her clitoris and sliding his tongue up and down Simon’s cock shaft as he pushed in and out when the passion became too much, and without a chance to respond, he felt his mouth and the space between Rachel's pussy lips start to fill with gush after gush of Simon’s hot cum.

Simon was in raptures for what seemed like an age, as wave after wave of pleasure flooded through him. He had heard Rach plead for him to fill her, but he had been unable to stop, and as he started to relax, he wondered just how messy it had been for Richard, though he was not too worried, if he was honest. It was always going to be a risk putting his head down there.

Rachel slid off him and turned to kiss him. She was so happy and excited and yet…...she could not think of the word, but then it came to her: a little bit empty.

“Hey you,” she said to him. “That was powerful. I mean wow!! Now what about me, and what about Richard?" She turned to Richard, who was now kneeling up, his massive cock still throbbing. “Are you OK?" she asked him.

Richard had wiped himself a little, but now the cramp began to creep in, so kneeling up, he gazed at Simon, arms outstretched, a satisfied smile on his face. “I’m OK Rachel. He looks at peace.”

“Yes, he does, but look at you. Poor thing,”

“Yeah, sorry mate,” said Simon, without much real conviction in his voice. “It was just too much with Rach being so wet, and you, well—you know what.”

“Oh, I just went with the flow, and hey, don’t worry about me. I can sort myself out,” said Richard, his politeness seeming a bit odd after what had just happened.

Always the gentleman, Simon thought to himself.

“Err excuse me guys, I am not OK, and I am so horny, so you better get hard again and help me finish,” Rachel hoped she didn’t sound too desperate.

“No way babe, I can’t. Not right now. I’m shattered, but maybe the two of you can help each other out. Come close to me Rach. Here, like this.”

Simon pulled Rach into him, her breasts against his chest. He motioned to Richard to lie beside and behind her.

“Are you sure babe, I mean,” said Rachel hesitantly.

“Schhh, don’t say a word,” said Simon. “Just come close to me and kiss me.”

Rachel laid in his arms, which were now around her. She felt safe here, and close, and loved. She responded as Simon began to kiss her lips, their tongues dancing in her mouth. She felt Richard lie beside her, and she felt Simon pull him close to her; his hard cock was pressed against her ass, and she could feel how wet he was.

Richard lay down, not quite knowing what Simon was thinking, and not sure where they were going right now, but the strength in Simon’s pull let him know he wanted Richard close to his beautiful wife.

Rachel pulled herself closer to Simon, their kissing became more and more passionate, and she could feel Simon stirring again. She shivered with excitement as Richard placed his hand on the base of her neck in a gentle hold, and she shuddered with excitement when Simon reached over her and lifted the cheek of her ass up, pulling her wide open again and leaving her totally vulnerable to what she now expected and secretly hoped for.

Richard felt Simon open Rachel up. The invitation was as clear as it could have been, and not wanting to wait a moment longer, he pushed his hips into Rachel’s ass.

She felt Richard move his hips toward her, and then, with Simon holding her open, she felt the thick, swollen, and throbbing head of Richard's cock slide between her legs. Her pussy was still wet with her juices and Simon's cum, so Richard's cock slid further with ease. Then, for one moment, Richard paused, the head of his cock just on the edge of her open pussy, and then, it happened.

His huge, thick cock pushed her lips apart and moved deep inside her.

Simon could feel Richard's cock against his slowly and surprisingly growing hardness. Her gasp let him know that he was in her, then he felt the rhythmic motion of Richards hips. Simon slid a hand between them and began to rub Rachel’s clitoris.

Rachel felt overpowered and taken, her husband kissing her more passionately than ever before; his hand pinching, teasing, and slapping her clitoris whilst Richard's cock pumped faster and faster inside her. She felt the most massive orgasm begin to rise inside her. Richard moved faster and harder.

Simon could sense they were both reaching the point of no return, and he, now hard again, had pushed his cock between Rachel’s legs and under Richard's tight balls. He tapped Rachel’s pussy faster and faster as she began to groan. Their kissing became harder and even more intense, both just making noises, turned on more and more by the sound of Richard's groans and tightening grip on Rachel’s long hair.

Simon fucked harder and harder between Rach's legs, his movement matching Richards. This was it. He was going to come again.

Rachel felt overpowered in an embrace of love and passion, sandwiched between these two strong men; safe and protected. She broke off from the kiss.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck I’m going to cum now.”

“Yes, don’t stop,” cried Richard.

“Fuck, yes, yes, yes,” shouted Simon.

“I’m cumming,” cried Richard

“Oh yes, fill me up you dirty fucker, fill me right up,” shrieked Rachel.

In the very same moment, all three of them exploded. Simon covering Richard's quickly emptying balls with hot cum. Richard felt wave after wave jerk and pump into Rachel, the hot juices filling her up like a jet, and in the middle…

Well, in the middle, Rachel just screamed “Fucking hell!” as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body. “Oh my fucking—” the sentence never found completion as she gushed jets of liquid from her throbbing and swollen pussy, covering them both in her juices—well, soaking them, to be exact.

For about a few minutes, they all held each other tightly, then they both felt—and only slightly—Richard loosen his grip. Simon and Rachel stayed in their embrace, closer than ever before, there bodies tingling and their minds spiraling through a kaleidoscope of pleasure and ecstasy.

They were both so tired and drifting into sleep that they never even felt Richard leave the bed, but when they woke the next morning, they knew he must have left at some point after they fell asleep. Simon got up to check on him, but when he got down, the sofa was made, and a note was on the neatly folded blankets.

Dear Simon and Rachel,

I am not sure what to write! Last night was unexpected of course, but for me, it was an amazing experience, and went a long way to healing some of the pain after Jennifer. You are two of the most beautiful people ever, and I only hope our friendship is as solid as ever. I would never expect that to happen again, and I say that with no regrets. I hope you feel the same. I am honoured and humbled by your love for each other. You are so strong together. Stay that way, and I hope we can meet soon and assure you of my absolute discretion and love.

Your friend,

Richard

Simon smiled as he folded the note and gazed out the window as he thought of all that had happened. He heard the shower turn off and waited for Rachel to come downstairs.

“Has Richard gone?” asked Rachel coming across the kitchen floor, the sunlight reminding her of the glass she had cleaned, which now seemed so long ago.

“Yes, I think he left early,” he replied, handing Rachel the note

“Aww that’s lovely. He is so kind. How do you feel babe?” she asked, reaching her arms around him. Simon did not need to speak any words, as she felt the hard bulge in his pants. “Oh, well that’s seems like a good answer. I think I need my gorgeous hubby to remind me what happened last night. Breakfast can wait,” she said, hooking her fingers in his pants and slowly drawing them down.

Author Note: Thanks for getting to the end, hope you liked it. Feel free to share and thanks for any support :) RT 2018