I enjoyed what I was doing to – and for – Sandra, but it was having the opposite effect on me. So, after a few minutes of it, I went back to simply making love to her. In short order, I was back into the rhythm that had worked for me so well before. Over the next several minutes, Sandra started moving toward orgasm, tossing her head back and forth, gasping, and groaning her pleasure until, finally, she'd had enough to trigger her release. As I felt the first wave of it hit her, I pressed myself into her as far as I could, savoring the way her internal muscles clamped down on me through her first couple of spasms. After that, I would withdraw, then press myself back into her, in time with the waves of her climax, clearly heightening her pleasure.
As she came down from her orgasm, Sandra looked at me with something akin to worship – and a few moments later, awe and disbelief when she realized that I was still hard, and still inside her. She gave me one of the most radiant smiles I'd ever seen, then hugged me fiercely.
When she released me, she lay back down and moved her pelvis around, almost savoring the feeling of my erection in her.
After a moment, she looked up at me and asked "Um, remember when you told me about the different ways that we could make love?"
I nodded, and she went on "Could we, uh, try a different one now? Or would that mess things up"?
I smiled at her, and answered "Sure, we can try a different one – there's no reason you can't do as many of them as you want, as long as you and whoever you're with enjoy it, and as long as the lovemaking lasts. What did you have in mind"?
"I was thinking that it felt pretty good when I was sitting on you, but that I'd like to know what it feels like when you're behind me.
Is that the one I hear them call 'doggy style'?"
"Yup, that's it." With that, I started to ease myself out of her as she pulled her legs from behind mine, and released me from her arms.
She was plainly disappointed when I finally pulled free of her with a faint 'pop', blushing slightly at the noise. I moved back on my heels, and Sandra quickly rolled over onto her stomach before easing up to her hands and knees. I put my hands on her hips, and we each made the necessary adjustments to get me into position to enter her.
Keeping one hand on her hip, I used the other to press my erection down so that the head slid between her slightly parted labia. She eased back slightly to hold me in place, and I released my penis to put my hand back on her waist. Holding her steady, I hunched forward a bit, pressing against her opening until the head slid in. From there, it was relatively easy to continue the motion – accompanied by a low moan of pleasure from her – until I was fully inside her. I couldn't help but delight again to the sensation of her hot, wet female sheath wrapped so tightly around my male dagger.
Leaning forward slightly, I reached down and around her to cup her breasts in my hands for a few moments before squeezing them gently, and softly pinching her nipples between my fingers. Feeling them harden again under my touch, I withdrew from her in a slow, steady motion until only the head of my penis was inside her. I waited a few moments, and when I felt her start to press herself back against me, pushed myself back into her again as she emitted a deep-throated purr of pleasure. I slowly stroked in and out of her several more times, pausing briefly at the end of each, savoring the experience.
After a bit, though, I simply couldn't help but start to move a little more quickly; it wasn't long before I was in almost constant motion as I slid in and out of her. Looking down, I could see the rosette of her anus winking at me in time with my strokes; the thought of perhaps being able to sample that last opening of hers made me even harder.
By back started to ache from leaning over her to play with her breasts as I made love to her, so I finally raised up again, using my hands to caress her from her breast to her hips. Gently grasping her hips, I held them steady as I watched her breasts sway*ever* so slightly in response to my thrusts.
A couple of minutes later, both of us were reminded that Robyn was still there with us when we heard her cry out as she had another orgasm. We glanced around trying to find her before discovering that she'd moved to where she could watch us from the side. Looking at her, we could see that she had a couple of fingers buried in her vagina while the other hand cupped her breast and pinched her nipple.
We watched as spasm after spasm washed over her, her pelvis raising up with each one. The sight of it was phenomenal, and did a lot to ease me along; from the way Sandra's vagina clutched at me, almost in time with Robyn's actions, I knew that it was affecting her, as well.
The experience of watching as Robyn orgasmed actually seemed to bring Sandra and I closer together, as strange as it might sound. It not only stimulated both of us, but made us each aware of what WE were doing, and how the other felt to us. I could feel that sensation that I think all men feel at some point during their love-making: the one that tells us 'as nice as the rest has felt,*this* is where we're going, and why we're doing what we are'.
A few minutes later, Sandra and I were both surprised when Robyn moved over next to us. When Sandra looked at her, Robyn asked "Would it bother you if I, uh, joined in a little? You two are*so* hot to watch!"
Sandra gasped in response to what I was doing before telling her "I don't mind if he doesn't".
Robyn looked at me, and when I nodded my acceptance, quickly got onto her back and eased herself under Sandra to start licking and sucking on Sandra's breasts and nipples while she reached down (over?) to begin caressing and rubbing her clitoris – and my balls.
Neither Sandra or I minded the attention – if anything, we welcomed it. Sandra, between moans and pants, dipped her head to return the favor of mouthing Robyn's breasts. Not in any position to do anything to Robyn, I had to content myself with knowing what they were doing.
With Robyn's added attention, it wasn't long before Sandra was rapidly approaching another orgasm; I wasn't far behind her (pun intended!
A couple of minutes later, I could see, hear, and feel it as Sandra reached her peak. She first arched her back, the muscles and tendons in her neck standing out with the tension. Then she released a deep, guttural moan as her vagina tightened around me again. As wonderfully tight as she'd been before, what she was doing now was incredible – it was all I could do to continue thrusting into her as my own climax approached. After a couple of spasm passed through her, her vagina suddenly relaxed around me, only to begin an incredible fluttering sensation. If you've ever had a muscle twitch for a few seconds, it was like that – only stronger, and INSIDE her, all along the length of me. It was the most incredibly erotic thing I've ever experienced, before or since, and it was easily more than enough to trip my release. Sandra's head and shoulders all but collapsed on Robyn, who quickly scooted toward me to avoid suffocation, even as the first jet of my semen was flooding her insides.
I continued flooding Sandra's insides with my cum while Robyn, having taken care of Sandra, dragged her fingernails across my scrotum, increasing the pressure of my spurts. By the time I'd dumped the last of my sperm in her, I felt as though my balls had turned inside out – it was all I could do to hold Sandra's hips steady so she didn't completely smother Robyn. Robyn, realizing the situation, quickly slid back out from under us, so that I could guide Sandra down until she was flat on the bed, my now-softening penis still inside her. I kept myself on my elbows and knees to keep her covered as my penis slowly shrank. When it finally pulled loose of her, I saw that Robyn had gotten a sheet to cover us with, and gladly rolled over on my side. She quickly covered us with the sheet, then lifted the corner of it to slide in on the other side of Sandra. Together, Robyn and I held her as she went through a period of small shudders of pleasure as she regained her senses.