All My Fantasies All-In-One (Part 2)
After that experience, I was glad I had an hour to freshen up a bit. I washed myself "down there", applied fresh perfume (LOVE White Diamonds), touched up my makeup, then sat down in front of my computer to see what is happening on xHamster. Not much at this time of day, really. I figured I'd better have a bottle of water to rehydrate at this point.
After about an hour, I called over to room 112. A female voice answered, but it didn't sound like Patricia. I asked, "Hi, this is Laura. I was told to come over the right about now. Is it still good for me to do that?" The voice said, "Oh yes, honey, come on over."
With my skirt and cami back on (I left the top off at this point), I prepared to leave my room. Being a crossdresser, I have learned that the best thing you can do before closing the door behind you is to physically look at your room key while you are doing it. This prevents someone of my somewhat advanced age from locking themselves out.
Walked over to 112 and knocked. Patricia answered the door and invited me in. I could see that their room was much bigger than mine. I only had 1 full size bed but they had 2 queen size beds. Awfully large room for just 2 people, I thought. When Patricia closed the door, I could see another woman sitting on the first bed. She was wearing a very cute outfit like Corabeth Godsey would wear on the Waltons. Very prim and proper. I reached out my hand and introduced myself as Laura. She reached out to me and introduced herself as Pauline. Remembering that her husband's name was Paul, I got the picture pretty quickly and was delighted by this new turn of events.
All three of us sat on the bed, with me between them, while Patricia explained that she wanted Pauline to be a surprise, which is why she originally referenced her by her birth name. I thanked her for the wonderful surprise then turned to look at Pauline. Her makeup was immaculate. She was so passable as a female, I thought. I never considered myself passable quite frankly. As I looked at her, she leaned in for a kiss. First a peck on the lips, then a little more linger time, then a slow, sensual, open mouth, tongue-dancing kiss. She was just as great a kisser as her wife. I was heating back up again in no time.
I put my hand on Pauline's leg, as she had already done to me, and felt her hose. Not as nice as her wife's, but very nice all the same. At least they aren't those scratchy rags from No Nonsense. (But then again, that's just my opinion.) I rubbed her legs and reached higher and higher to her own clitty, which, by now, was straining for release. She stood up, took off her skirt, and released her clit from its nylon prison and presented it to me. I got on my knees on the floor in front of her and gently slid her into my mouth, first just the head, then 1/4 way down for a little bit, then 1/2 way for a while, then a couple dips into full envelopment territory. She seemed to be enjoying it and moaned during my work. I was enjoying the taste myself. It wasn't overly hard, but it was hard enough that the skin moved with my mouth and felt so good inside my lips.
I was fully focused on this when Patricia handed me an aroma. Yes, that would be nice right now. I used it, then went back to my quest (the quest for cum). Both Pauline and Patricia used it was well, and their passion was growing little by little. At some point, I felt the skirt I was still wearing move just a little bit. Felt odd, but I guessed that an air current might be the cause. That was, until I felt someone feeling my ass in my pantyhose. I moved my eyes around, without losing contact with this wonderful gurl cock I was sucking, and saw that Patricia was now sitting on Pauline's face and she was enjoying a tongue lashing. So who was feeling my ass, I wondered?
I took the cock out of my mouth, turned, and saw a young man, maybe in this early 40's, naked, rubbing my ass. It felt very nice. He was clean-shaven as well, not much body hair at all. And he looked at me with passion in his eyes. Patricia made the comment, "Laura, this is our son, Dustin." Taboo play has always been an interest of mine, and it looks to be one of theirs as well. I said, "Nice to meet you, Dustin." He proceeded to bend down and kiss me before says, "Likewise, for sure."
At this point, I went back to work on Pauline's cock. Dustin kept feeling my ass, then proceeded to pull my pantyhose down and direct his own cock to my gurl pussy. Luckily, I still had some lube in there from my previous session with Patricia. But still, he took his time, entered a little bit, then pulled out, then pushed in a little further, then out, then slowly pushed in further until I felt him against my buttocks. I was really enjoying this pseudo-spit roast, and so was Patricia who had gotten off Pauline's face to see her son and I better. And she had her hand on her pussy rubbing her clit to beat the band. I reached back to grab Dustin's ass to pull him in better and discovered that he too was wearing pantyhose. (You have got to be kidding me! This is all my fantasies all-in-one!)
Just then, with my mouth on a cock and my ass receiving a cock, another woman came in. She, like Dustin, had been hiding in the bathroom. It turned out to be his sister, Ashley. She walked over to her mother, naked except for her own pantyhose, and gave her a big sloppy kiss, then bent down and started vigorously licking her own birthplace, making her mother writhe with joy and passion. This proved to be too much for Pauline to see, as she breathed heavily then shot her massive load into my mouth. I savored its taste while Dustin was still making love to me from behind. Then, Dustin shot his load inside my love hole, and I could feel the shots clear as day. I felt completely fulfilled, and, in fact, filled, and slowly swallowed Pauline's creamy cum.
We all stopped to catch our breath. It was now about 10 o'clock at night and I thought it might be good for me to go back to my room. Then Patricia spoke up and said that she had enough room in the bed her and Pauline use, why don't I just sleep between them? That sounded like the perfect ending to a perfect set of passionate encounters. We cleaned up, everyone stripped down to just their pantyhose (if they weren't already there), and we got ready to go to bed. The brother and sister cuddled in their own bed, and I could see their legs rubbing against each other, back and forth. As for me, Patricia, and Pauline, we were mostly the same, cuddling, playing footsie, gently falling asleep all together. Of course, there were a couple times in the middle of the night I'm pretty sure I grabbed someone's ass or legs, but in my sleepy state, I am not sure whose.
In the morning, I knew I definitely needed to go back to my room, so I got dressed and said my goodbyes. Patricia said, "Why does this have to be goodbye? Here is my email address. We live just across the river in New Jersey, and would love you to come visit us once in awhile."
I stored that email address and did visit their home a couple months later. Let's just say that a great hosed time was had by all.
After about an hour, I called over to room 112. A female voice answered, but it didn't sound like Patricia. I asked, "Hi, this is Laura. I was told to come over the right about now. Is it still good for me to do that?" The voice said, "Oh yes, honey, come on over."
With my skirt and cami back on (I left the top off at this point), I prepared to leave my room. Being a crossdresser, I have learned that the best thing you can do before closing the door behind you is to physically look at your room key while you are doing it. This prevents someone of my somewhat advanced age from locking themselves out.
Walked over to 112 and knocked. Patricia answered the door and invited me in. I could see that their room was much bigger than mine. I only had 1 full size bed but they had 2 queen size beds. Awfully large room for just 2 people, I thought. When Patricia closed the door, I could see another woman sitting on the first bed. She was wearing a very cute outfit like Corabeth Godsey would wear on the Waltons. Very prim and proper. I reached out my hand and introduced myself as Laura. She reached out to me and introduced herself as Pauline. Remembering that her husband's name was Paul, I got the picture pretty quickly and was delighted by this new turn of events.
All three of us sat on the bed, with me between them, while Patricia explained that she wanted Pauline to be a surprise, which is why she originally referenced her by her birth name. I thanked her for the wonderful surprise then turned to look at Pauline. Her makeup was immaculate. She was so passable as a female, I thought. I never considered myself passable quite frankly. As I looked at her, she leaned in for a kiss. First a peck on the lips, then a little more linger time, then a slow, sensual, open mouth, tongue-dancing kiss. She was just as great a kisser as her wife. I was heating back up again in no time.
I put my hand on Pauline's leg, as she had already done to me, and felt her hose. Not as nice as her wife's, but very nice all the same. At least they aren't those scratchy rags from No Nonsense. (But then again, that's just my opinion.) I rubbed her legs and reached higher and higher to her own clitty, which, by now, was straining for release. She stood up, took off her skirt, and released her clit from its nylon prison and presented it to me. I got on my knees on the floor in front of her and gently slid her into my mouth, first just the head, then 1/4 way down for a little bit, then 1/2 way for a while, then a couple dips into full envelopment territory. She seemed to be enjoying it and moaned during my work. I was enjoying the taste myself. It wasn't overly hard, but it was hard enough that the skin moved with my mouth and felt so good inside my lips.
I was fully focused on this when Patricia handed me an aroma. Yes, that would be nice right now. I used it, then went back to my quest (the quest for cum). Both Pauline and Patricia used it was well, and their passion was growing little by little. At some point, I felt the skirt I was still wearing move just a little bit. Felt odd, but I guessed that an air current might be the cause. That was, until I felt someone feeling my ass in my pantyhose. I moved my eyes around, without losing contact with this wonderful gurl cock I was sucking, and saw that Patricia was now sitting on Pauline's face and she was enjoying a tongue lashing. So who was feeling my ass, I wondered?
I took the cock out of my mouth, turned, and saw a young man, maybe in this early 40's, naked, rubbing my ass. It felt very nice. He was clean-shaven as well, not much body hair at all. And he looked at me with passion in his eyes. Patricia made the comment, "Laura, this is our son, Dustin." Taboo play has always been an interest of mine, and it looks to be one of theirs as well. I said, "Nice to meet you, Dustin." He proceeded to bend down and kiss me before says, "Likewise, for sure."
At this point, I went back to work on Pauline's cock. Dustin kept feeling my ass, then proceeded to pull my pantyhose down and direct his own cock to my gurl pussy. Luckily, I still had some lube in there from my previous session with Patricia. But still, he took his time, entered a little bit, then pulled out, then pushed in a little further, then out, then slowly pushed in further until I felt him against my buttocks. I was really enjoying this pseudo-spit roast, and so was Patricia who had gotten off Pauline's face to see her son and I better. And she had her hand on her pussy rubbing her clit to beat the band. I reached back to grab Dustin's ass to pull him in better and discovered that he too was wearing pantyhose. (You have got to be kidding me! This is all my fantasies all-in-one!)
Just then, with my mouth on a cock and my ass receiving a cock, another woman came in. She, like Dustin, had been hiding in the bathroom. It turned out to be his sister, Ashley. She walked over to her mother, naked except for her own pantyhose, and gave her a big sloppy kiss, then bent down and started vigorously licking her own birthplace, making her mother writhe with joy and passion. This proved to be too much for Pauline to see, as she breathed heavily then shot her massive load into my mouth. I savored its taste while Dustin was still making love to me from behind. Then, Dustin shot his load inside my love hole, and I could feel the shots clear as day. I felt completely fulfilled, and, in fact, filled, and slowly swallowed Pauline's creamy cum.
We all stopped to catch our breath. It was now about 10 o'clock at night and I thought it might be good for me to go back to my room. Then Patricia spoke up and said that she had enough room in the bed her and Pauline use, why don't I just sleep between them? That sounded like the perfect ending to a perfect set of passionate encounters. We cleaned up, everyone stripped down to just their pantyhose (if they weren't already there), and we got ready to go to bed. The brother and sister cuddled in their own bed, and I could see their legs rubbing against each other, back and forth. As for me, Patricia, and Pauline, we were mostly the same, cuddling, playing footsie, gently falling asleep all together. Of course, there were a couple times in the middle of the night I'm pretty sure I grabbed someone's ass or legs, but in my sleepy state, I am not sure whose.
In the morning, I knew I definitely needed to go back to my room, so I got dressed and said my goodbyes. Patricia said, "Why does this have to be goodbye? Here is my email address. We live just across the river in New Jersey, and would love you to come visit us once in awhile."
I stored that email address and did visit their home a couple months later. Let's just say that a great hosed time was had by all.
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