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  Emma turned her head, her lips meeting Tom’s in a passionate kiss as he climbed between Ryan’s legs, his cock in his hand. Her breath was hot against his cheek, her tongue slid hungrily into his mouth as he pressed the thickly-lubed head of his cock against her anus. Tom knew she loved the moment of entry, when his glans slid past the sensitive nerve-endings of her sphincter, and he stayed still for a moment, letting her savor the exquisite pleasure of having his cock where she loved it best, fucking its way into her back passage. No woman Tom had ever met enjoyed being buggered as much as Emma and he took great delight in sodomizing her on a daily basis to satisfy her desire for her preferred pleasure.

  Tonight was no exception. Emma groaned into his mouth with delight as Tom pushed the shaft of his cock into her asshole, the entry made tighter and more pleasurable by the thick cock filling the adjoining passage. Tom wasn’t surprised that Ryan couldn’t hold out any longer and heaved his hips off the bed, moaning loudly as his balls emptied his come into Emma’s pussy. The sensation of another man’s cock pulsing and throbbing in orgasm against his own was wonderful and gave Tom a deliciously dirty idea for later.

  Inch after inch, Tom slid his cock into Emma’s rectum. She lowered herself until her breasts were close enough for Ryan to suck her nipples, keeping the young man on the boil so that his cock stayed hard inside her. Tom knew what she wanted and, when the head of his prick was buried deep in Emma’s bowels, he began to give it to her.

  Time and again he plowed the length of his cock into Emma’s asshole, withdrew until only the head was still gripped by the tight muscle of her anus, paused while Ryan thrust his cock deep into her pussy, and then pushed back until his balls slapped against the soft, white skin of Emma’s buttocks. Lube and semen oozed from the stretched opening, sliding down to the base of Ryan’s cock, easing its passage into the slippery grip of Emma’s pussywalls. Impaled between two big, thick cocks, Tom felt Emma quiver and shake in response to the double invasion, powerless to resist as he and Ryan brought her repeatedly to orgasm.

  Try as he might, Tom couldn’t hold out indefinitely, the grip of Emma’s asshole was just too pleasurable, her ability to squeeze her anal muscle round the base of his prick, effectively milking him, just too skilled. He could feel the semen in his balls rising inexorably and his thrusts became harder and deeper, a sure sign to Emma that his climax was about to start.

  “Come for me, Tom,” she hissed, her fingers scrabbling at the bed-sheets. “Fill my ass with your sperm. Fuck me hard, Ryan-I want you to come when Tom does...”

  Moments later Tom jammed every last inch of his cock as far into Emma’s rectum as it would go and gasped with pleasure as hot liquid surged up his cock and flooded his lover’s bowels. His cry set off Ryan’s climax who arched his hips off the bed and pumped out a second thick load of sperm into Emma’s pussy, his body shuddering with the intensity of his orgasm. Emma screamed, “Ohh-ohhh-OHHH!” her cunt spasming round the cocks buried in her belly and bowels.

  Slowly the sensations ebbed in Tom’s balls and he slid his still-hard cock from Emma’s bottom. The movement dragged his semen to the distended opening and he cupped his hands to catch it, then kept his hands in place for when Emma lifted herself off the Australian and the two huge loads Ryan had spurted into Emma’s pussy spilled out into his palms. Carefully Tom lifted the gooey mass and smeared it over Emma’s breasts, then bent to lick off the ass-flavored cream from her right nipple, pleasurably surprised when Ryan sat up and joined him in licking clean the left.

  “That feels wonderful, guys, but I could do with a shower,” Emma said. “Any one want to join me?”

  Tom looked at Ryan who nodded and smiled. “Sure,” he said.

  And then, suddenly, to Tom’s total surprise, he got what he’d been wanting all along.

  As soon as Emma had turned off the shower she dropped to her knees and sucked Ryan’s cock into her mouth, her hunger for sucking the handsome Australian’s penis too strong to resist any longer. Taking advantage of Ryan being preoccupied, Tom got to his knees behind Ryan and pulled open the young man’s buttocks and began to rim his anus, Ryan’s moans of delights assuring him that he loved what Tom was doing to him as much as Emma ardently sucking him off.

  Tom would have been happy to spend as long as he could with his tongue licking deep into Ryan’s rectum but the young Australian suddenly handed him the soap and said, “Do you want to fuck me, Tom? You can if you want-I’ve been fucked before and I really liked it...”

  “God, yes,” said Tom and he stood up behind Ryan, covered his cock with a thick layer of the slippery soap and then bent the young man forward so that Ryan’s hands were braced against the side of the shower stall. Emma, her mouth full of Ryan’s cock, helped by reaching round and holding open the tanned cheeks of the young Australian’s ass while Tom positioned his glans on the puckered opening. Then, slowly and deliciously pleasurably, Tom sank the full length of his shaft into the young man’s hot, tight back passage.

  It was a perfect moment: one Tom had longed for but hardly dared expect he’d experience. His pulsing prick was fucking the asshole of the hunky young man he’d desired from the moment he’d set eyes on the young Australian, and his beloved Emma not only understood the intensity of his lust but had made sure he had the chance to indulge his passion. It was this understanding that made him love her, that and the fact not even Ryan’s rectum could compare with the ecstasy Tom felt when he buggered Emma’s beautiful backside.

  Even though Tom had already come twice in the last hour he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long, the heat and tightness of Ryan’s rectum massaging his cock was too wonderful, the sheer delight of sodomizing Ryan too erotic a sight, sound and sensation. Too soon the remaining sperm boiled in his balls and then gushed from his prick into Ryan’s bowels, Tom’s whole body shaking with the intensity of his orgasm. His climax flashed like lightning through the young Australian because Tom felt the backs of Ryan’s legs tremble against his thighs as Ryan orgasmed into Emma’s mouth. Tom knew that she would swallow the thick mass greedily, happy that she had the come of both of her lovers filling her stomach like a hot, salty dessert.

  * * * *

  The next morning Tom drove Ryan back to the school where he worked and returned about lunchtime. Still aroused by what had happened the night before, Emma pounced on him as soon as arrived back and insisted he fuck her, lifting her skirt and bending face-down over the kitchen table so Tom would be in no doubt where she wanted his cock. The fuck was fast and intense, and when he pulled his softening cock from her backside, Tom pinched Emma’s nipples and kissed her neck.

  “I take it that means you enjoyed Ryan’s visit then?” he said with a smile.

  “You could say that,” Emma said as she knelt in front of him and sucked his cock into her mouth, her pleasure in the taste and smell of her asshole obvious.

  “That’s good, because I invited him back next weekend. After all-” he said softly, “it’s been a while since you had two cocks at once in your beautiful bum...”

  * * * *

  Tom picked Ryan up outside the gates of the school on the Saturday afternoon. As he got in the car, the young man shook his hand warmly. Tom put the car in gear and drove down the driveway of the school and out onto the minor road surrounded by fields that bordered the school grounds.

  “Is Emma expecting us straightaway, Tom?” Ryan asked.

  Tom was puzzled by the question. “Not really, no,” he said. “Why?”

  “Well, there’s a tractor track about five hundred yards along here on the left. I wondered if you wanted to pull into it?”

  Tom glanced at Ryan and saw he was grinning. The young Australian had unzipped his jeans. He wasn’t wearing briefs and his thick prick, fully erect, jutted from his groin. Tom swallowed and said, with a little difficulty, “Sounds like a good idea to me.”

  Minutes later Ryan’s eyes were closed, his hands resting lightly on Tom’s head. The passenger seat was in the reclining position and Tom was lying with his head in Ryan’s lap, his mouth filled to capacity with the young man’s cock, his fingers alternately probing the tightly muscled entrance to Ryan’s asshole and rolling the full globes of Ryan’s balls, covered with a thick down of blond hair. Tom had quickly discovered, to his surprise and delight, that Ryan’s anal sphincter was slippery with lubricant and any pretence of a dinner invitation was gone: Ryan had obviously planned to have sex with Tom as soon after they left the school grounds as possible.

  Tom raised his head, allowing Ryan’s prick, wet with saliva, to slide from between his lips until only the glans was still in his mouth. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard, drawing Ryan’s semen from his balls so that a gush of pre-come poured onto his tongue. He swallowed the salty liquid and sucked hard for more.

  Saliva and semen dripped down the shaft of Ryan’s prick, making Tom’s fingers delightfully slippery. He bunched three together and pushed them firmly into Ryan’s asshole, fucking and preparing him to be fucked at the same time. The entry made Ryan moan out loud and buck his hips up off the car seat. For a moment Tom wondered if he’d been too rough but a strong gush of semen into his mouth and the squirming movements Ryan made to allow Tom’s fingers to enter him right up to the knuckle proved otherwise. Tom realized that, if he’d wanted to, he could have turned his thumb into his palm and pushed his whole hand into Ryan’s back passage. Something in the ease with which the Australian’s anus opened in response to the invasion told Tom that Ryan had been fisted before.

  But now wasn’t the time. Possibly later, when Emma was watching, fascinated, masturbating as more of Tom’s hand disappeared into Ryan’s backside. Tom knew it was time to bring Ryan to completion and then achieve his own climax.

  He bobbed his head in Ryan’s lap, drawing the full length of the young man’s cock into the back of his throat and clamping his lips round the sensitive base of Ryan’s cock, milking him. The young man groaned with delight, breathing hard, and cried out, “Oh yes, Tom, I’m coming-oh yessss!”

  So much sperm flooded into his mouth that Tom wondered if Ryan had spent the whole week looking forward to this moment. A mass of hot, salty, slippery cream burst from the head of Ryan’s cock and Tom swallowed quickly, savoring the taste as it slid down his throat to pool in his belly. Time and again he swallowed but even then some escaped the corners of his mouth to drip from his chin into the damp curls at the base of Ryan’s prick.

  At last the flow ebbed and Tom released Ryan’s cock from the clasp of his lips. He swallowed for the last time, his eyes meeting Ryan’s who smiled at him and said, “Thanks, that was wonderful.” Then he added, “Your turn now,” hooked his fingers in his jeans, pushing them down his legs and lifted himself off the seat so that he could lie facedown, his arms round the headrest, his ass bared and ready, his cock dripping semen onto the leather.

  Tom glanced round to check the no-one was watching, unzipped himself and then climbed over Ryan so his knees were either side of Ryan’s thighs. He reached down and took hold of his cock, probed for the oily entrance to Ryan’s ass and then sank the whole of his massively-erect prick into the Australian’s back passage. It slid in with ease, stopping only when the black hairs covering Tom’s balls ended and the blond hairs covering Ryan’s began.

  Almost fainting with lust, Tom could scarcely believe that only a short time earlier he had been shaking hands with the young man in whose asshole his cock was now buried. He had spent the week looking forward to buggering Ryan, had sodomised Emma frequently to ease the pressure in his balls, loving it when she told him to imagine it was Ryan’s asshole his cock was fucking. She knew him so well and he loved her deeply for understanding that his desire for Ryan was intense but his love for her unchanging.

  Not able to fuck Ryan hard because of the cramped conditions, Tom nonetheless made sure the Australian enjoyed being mounted. He flexed his cock in Ryan’s bowels making the young man moan with pleasure, ground his cock head deep in the oily depths of Ryan’s rectum and pumped out pre-come to ensure every last inch of his prick slid smoothly back and forth through the tight grip of Ryan’s anus. It was fucking, pure and simple, and Tom was in heaven as he felt his come boiling in his balls, ready to spurt out with the force of a firehose.

  And then, with a soft cry of ecstasy, he was coming, liquid heat filling the shaft of his prick in great pulses of intense pleasure. His hips jerked as his muscles spasmed, his whole body concentrated on pumping his sperm deep into the young man’s bowels. Again and again his balls contracted until finally they were empty and he lifted himself gingerly off Ryan’s back and sat in his chair, his chest heaving, his cock covered in lube and come.

  “And that was even nicer,” Ryan said, turning round to sit in his chair and put the seat back upright.

  “God, yes,” said Tom, still shaking from the intensity of his orgasm. “I just hope you aren’t expecting me to drive any time soon...”

  “Well, soon enough will do,” Ryan said with a grin. “Though I reckon Emma’s not going to be want to be kept waiting?”

  “Christ, yes,” Tom said with a laugh. “There better be something left in those big Aussie balls of yours. My woman loves it up the ass and you’re tonight’s star attraction.”

  “No worries, Tom,” Ryan said with a big grin and Tom smiled back, knowing full well the Australian was telling the truth.

  * * * *

  Dinner had been delicious in more ways than one. As always, Emma’s cooking was superb, but there was something very arousing about the way they all knew dinner was just a pleasurable prelude to a hot, heavy sex session.

  Not one to keep secrets, Tom had told Emma about what had happened earlier and been rewarded with a hefty punch on the arm.

  “Hey, what was that for?”

  “There better be spunk left in that young man’s balls, Tom Bradley,” said Emma with a look of annoyance, “or I’ll cut yours off and serve them with custard for dessert. I’ve been looking forward to being buggered by his cock every bit as much as you wanted your cock in his ass and just because you’ve had your fun doesn’t mean I have to miss out...”

  Tom wondered if he’d made a mistake by giving in to temptation. Emma really did seem angry and he could understand her disappointment. “I’m sorry, darling,” he said, keeping his distance because she hated if he went sloppily romantic on her when she was annoyed or he was apologizing. “I’ll make it up to you.” Then he quickly added, “We’ll both make it up to you...”

  Rack of lamb, a vintage St Emilion and Key Lime Pie went a long way towards making Emma less angry until she reached the point when Tom could see that her horniness was greater than her resentment and he put his coffee cup down and said to Ryan, “Come on, it’s time to make Emma feel special,” and led the way upstairs.

  Fortunately Ryan understood immediately what Tom wanted which was to make Emma the center of attention. Tom stripped his clothes off and then stood in front of her and put his arms round her, kissing her softly while Ryan undressed and then stood close behind her, running his hand along her thighs and, as soon as Tom moved back slightly, reaching round to cup her breasts in his hands.

  His eyes meeting hers, Tom slowly unbuttoned her woolen top and pulled it open, giving Ryan the chance to fill his hands with her bared breasts while Tom bent his head to suckle her nipples. Emma closed her eyes: it wasn’t every day that two hunky men made love to her boobs and Tom knew she loved having them caressed, sucked and bitten at the same time.

  Tom moved slowly from one breast to the other, tracing his tongue round the nipple and nipping at each stiff tip while Ryan buried his face in the soft skin at the base of Emma’s neck. Ryan slid a hand to the zip of her skirt and pulled it down, the material falling to the floor leaving Emma almost naked. Still nuzzling her neck, he moved his hands to between her legs, sliding the first and second fingers of each hand along the already-wet surface of her pussylips, gently prizing them open. Tom got to his knees so his face was level with the glistening, pink surfaces and opened his mouth, licking his tongue slowly from the dark hole to the bud of her clit, his mouth filling with the honey of her arousal as he did so. Emma bucked and moaned, Tom knew she wanted to fuck his face with her cunt but Ryan held her back, forcing her to be passive.

  Time and again Tom pressed his tongue into Emma’s cunthole, licking and lapping and swallowing, while Ryan ground his cock between the cheeks of her ass, bringing her closer to orgasm. Then Ryan slid one hand from the lips of her pussy to between the cheeks of her ass, a finger probing for the entrance to her asshole. He dipped the finger into the wetness dripping from her cunt and then pushed it into her rectum. One finger, then a second then a third pushed past the anal muscle, opening her, spreading the oil gushing from her cunt round the first few inches of her back passage.

  Tom wondered if Ryan was going to bugger Emma using just her natural oils and knew that she’d like nothing better than to have Ryan enter her ass right now, especially if Tom were to straighten up and push his cock into the adjoining passage. She’d been lifted off the ground before, two hunky men supporting her weight as they double-penetrated her, but that wasn’t his game plan this time round.

  Almost calculatingly, Tom licked and sucked Emma’s cunt and clit until her legs began to tremble, she moaned out loud and gripped his head, holding his face as she bucked in orgasm, her juices flowing into his mouth. Tom wanted the edge taken off Emma’s desire so that she would be relaxed and when her breathing slowed and she loosed her grip on his head he stood up, wiped his fingers across his mouth to lick her sexjuice from his lips and cheeks and then went across to the bedside table.

  Still standing behind Emma, Ryan grinned when Tom threw the tube of lubricant across to him. Releasing Emma and withdrawing his fingers from her asshole, he began to apply the slippery lube, ensuring that every inch of his very hard cock was slick and ready for entry.