The Handsome Stranger - part 3

Sleep held her eyes closed. Sleep that she needed. But now something was disturbing it.

Lying on her side she found a warm body pressing against her back. As her friend Morpheus released her from his embrace Bethany reached behind her butt for David's penis, pleased that he was home early and horny too.

Now a girl knows her man's penis just from the feel of it in her tightly gripping fingers... this was not David's meat in her hand. For a second her hand almost recoiled at the thought of a stranger in her bed. And this flesh felt strangely moist, sticky, as if... “Oh my gosh” she thought, “has this shaft been recently exploring two tight orifices and a greedy mouth?”. To cover what she did next but also to feign innocence Bethany mumbled softly “ mmm David, that so good but darling I’m rather tired”.

The hot body pressing insistently at her butt didn’t move but the penis twitched in her still grasping hand. “I mean it, why don’t you tuck your extra hard dick between my butt cheeks as you usually do when I’m tired?” There was a grunt from the guy and she felt the head of his penis slide down her back as his ass pulled back. One strong hand gripped her hip whilst the other guided that part of his anatomy that was desperate to infiltrate her warm, moist parts.

Bethany could only stifle a giggle by pretending to yawn as she wriggled her butt to better accommodate the rod in the cleft between her buttocks. It felt so hot and the residue of her friend Claire's secretions helped lubricate the passage of the horny guy's penis. With the hot, long, thick phallus finally placed between her thighs Bethany waited long, long, seconds before she began to wriggle her thighs back and forth as if trying to get comfortable. She feigned light irritability with the intrusion, managing to sweep her fingers up and over her slim, tight thighs, upward between them in a seeming attempt to dislodge the monster lodged there but actually pushing it up tight to her anus and labia. She allowed herself a private self-satisfied grin at her success.

Her new bed partner inhaled sharply as the head of his penis absorbed the heat at Bethany's labia, then sighed in appreciation, wrapping his free arm around the girl, clutching gently at her left breast, aware that its surmounting nipple had become a pinnacle of blood engorged flesh. At Bethany's sighed “ohh, mmm” he ventured to begin a light massage of each mammary, this one then that.

“Oh David, how is it you are so horny? You are usually so tired after a long trip”. There was no response to her question. “I've had such a long day and Claire is in the other bedroom, we don’t want to wake her with one of our wild sessions do we?”, continued Bethany. She could hardly contain herself at the thought of the guy clinging tightly to her body nodding in anticipation of wild sex. “Look, why don’t you just suck my pussy, you know how you adore that. You adore the taste of my cum as it runs out of my pussy when you suck me so expertly”. The guy's penis started to twitch almost uncontrollably at her vagina and she had to bite her bottom lip to prevent her laughing out loud.

Bethany felt that the devil was in her as she teased her new bedmate further. “How you got such a long tongue that reaches so far inside my begging pussy I’ll never know. How it curls around my clit that only you can so completely un-hood and drive me absolutely wild with desire”. In her ear the guy was breathing heavily and she could feel the pounding of his heart against her back. His penis slid slowly back and forth between labia that caressed and kissed it, almost begging that it peel them back to penetrate and slide over their sensitivity.

“This could get out of hand”, thought Bethany, “better gain the maximum enjoyment before it does”. She forced a long yawn. “OK, that’s it darling, I must sleep, if you want to lick and suck me to sleep do it now or wait till morning when I am refreshed then we both can enjoy our first love making in a week”. It excited her to try to guess which it would be.

The answer was that the stranger who she now knew as Julian moved under the bed cover, turned her on her back and swiftly nudged between her thighs where an almost begging vagina waited to be serviced.

If Claire had enjoyed what her friend Bethany was now enjoying then no wonder she was lying exhausted some where, possibly on the furniture in the living area, thoroughly satiated sexually. Julian's tongue was a marvel, it seemed to know instinctively where to do what at what split second of time. Bethany tried desperately to feign sleep but the tongue had her writhing with abject pleasure. Julian's finger, strategically placed by her anus must have felt the contractions as she orgasmed more than once. His lapping and sucking was so noisy that Bethany was relieved to think that Claire was sleeping soundly.

Then came the inevitable, Julian moved up her body, his mouth kissing and sucking at her taut belly, her firm breasts. His penis slithered up her legs until it was within a hairs breath of penetrating the labia soaked in his saliva and her juices.

“Oh my gosh, oh, oh you’re not David, oh who are you? Bethany cried in an unconvincing protest. “Oh my gosh, please, get off me”

Something within the room moved and a shadowy figure moved to the side of the bed. “Shhhh, Bethany, its all right...” Bethany giggled to herself, so Claire had been there all along?

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