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Two Is Better Than One, Three Is Better Than Two (Chapter 2)
It's been a while since you've hooked up with Papa and Denise, you wonder if you'll ever see them again...then they call you.
(Submitting this chapter as part of @bisexual-horror-fan 's Multi-May 2024 event. Chapter 1 is here.)
It had been a couple of weeks since your hot threesome with the mysterious Papa and the mouth-watering Denise.
They had insisted on exchanging numbers ("It was such a good fuck," Denise had said, "Why not do it again some time?"), and that had excited and flattered you, but you hadn't really thought that they'd want you to actually call them. Or that they would actually call you.
But they had.
You had been in the middle of eating lunch at the coffee shop around the corner from your place, expecting it to be just another regular day...then your phone had rang.
When had you pulled your phone out of your purse, you had seen that it was Papa calling you. You had almost spat out your lunch. Papa was calling you. Papa was calling you. You had swallowed your lunch, and your nerves, and answered the phone.
He had greeted you politely and warmly, and even familiarly, and had asked you how you were. After a couple of minutes of idle chitchat, he had asked you if you were interested in seeing him and Denise again.
Of course you were interested! You had been thinking of them every day and night since you had met (and fucked) them. You had been unable to get to sleep without touching yourself to the memory of your night together. You had even literally dreamt of seeing them again.
You had tried to not sound as overeager as you truly were, and seemed to have succeeded. Papa had given you a time and place, and told you not to worry about getting there, as he would send someone to pick you up.
He had said goodbye and hung up before you could fully process that last part. He was sending someone to come and pick you up? Once you had fully wrapped your mind around that, you couldn't help but feel quite important. People like him (whoever he really was) didn't arrange for just anyone to get picked up and brought over, after all.
You had finished your lunch with butterflies in your stomach, left a tip for the waitress, and smiled broadly to yourself as you had left the coffee shop and made your way home.
You had been so excited to see them again, you hadn't even stressed much over what to wear. Based on the last time, you had known that it wouldn't really matter anyway, as you wouldn't be wearing it for long.
Now, you are back in the presence of Papa and Denise, having been picked up and driven to them by a mysterious—and rather handsome—driver. (You'd been feeling bold, so you had slipped your number to him. He had looked flattered, even interested, and had winked at you just before he had driven away).
Denise instantly pulls you into her arms, holding you tightly to her, and spends a good moment running her hands up and down your back, before giving your ass a squeeze.
"It's so nice to see you again, belleza," she says, a genuine smile on her face. "We've been thinking about you."
"You have?" You couldn't believe it. Had you really been good enough for them to remember you?
"We have," Papa answers, coming over from the wine cabinet with a bottle of Pinot Noir and three wine glasses. "The night we had together was...fantastica."
You take a glass and blush. You hadn't expected to leave such an impression on them, or for them to think much about you after you had left their hotel room. You'd figured it would be a one-time thing, just a hot night between a married couple and a stranger...but apparently, they seem to be as taken with you as you are with them.
Denise takes a glass and eyes you amorously, sitting down on a plush settee, and gestures for you to join her.
"You took Papa's cock so well, and you ate and fucked my pussy like a champ."
You blush even more as you sit next to her, and suck in a breath as she lays a hand on your thigh.
"Having you between us was delightful," Papa purrs as he walks over to the two of you, popping the cork and filling your glasses, then his own. "Even before you left that night, we just knew we would need to have you back."
Need? You blink. They needed you back? Damn, maybe you really had been that good...
Denise takes a sip of her wine, and licks her lips as she looks directly into your eyes. "Oh yes, we weren't done with you, baby. There's so much more we can do together." She slides her hand up higher on your thigh, fingertips now under the hem of your short skirt.
You inhale deeply, and shiver a little bit. "Like what?"
Papa smirks at you. "Drink your wine, belleza. Then you'll find out."
You don't have to be told twice.
You drink it down, relishing in the fruity and earthy taste, and let the slight intoxication and anticipation of what's next wash over you. If it was to be anything like the last time...
Your thoughts are interrupted when Papa takes your now empty glass from you and sets it on the mahogany table on front of the settee, before cupping your chin in his hand and turning your head. He captures your lips in a hot, dominant kiss, and growls appreciatively when you open your mouth to allow his tongue inside.
You sit like that for a bit, kissing hotly, tongues swirling together, his hands roaming over your tight clothes while your own clings to the front of his vest. When you finally break away, you're panting slightly, dizzy and horny and so ready to play.
"My turn," Denise purrs, turning you around to face her, kissing you roughly, before nipping your lip as she pulls away. She stands up, offering her hand to you, and you take it, letting her pull you up. She immediately pulls you closer, hands coming up to cup your cheeks, and kisses you again, this time with tongue.
You moan, and let your hands slide up and down her sides, feeling her curves under the tight black silk dress, and you desperately want to feel more. You reach around for the zipper, tugging it down. Denise pulls away, and turns slightly so Papa has a better view of her.
"Yes, belleza," Papa says, watching the both of you with rapt attention, and a visibly growing bulge in his pants. "Undress her."
You do as you're told, slowly sliding the thin straps down Denise's arms, exposing her breasts. Your mouth waters as you stare at them, before tugging the dress down the rest of the way down her hips and ass. It falls to the floor, and she steps out of it, now completely naked. She runs her hands up and down her now nude form, clearly getting hot from this already.
"Your turn, mio cuore." Papa smirks. "Undress our lovely little puttana."
Denise doesn't hesitate, sliding her hands up under your tight top before pulling it up and over your head, tossing it to the side before reaching around and unhooking your bra. She tosses that aside, too, after freeing your arms from the straps, pausing for a moment to ogle your breasts like you did with hers.
"Just as perfect as I remembered," she says, causing you to blush, before she kneels in front of you, sliding her hands up your legs and under your skirt. You can feel a sudden rush of blood going directly to your pussy, and you let out a little breath as Denise hooks her fingertips into the waistband of your panties, and pulls them down your legs. You step out of them, and Denise stands up and twirls you around, your back to her and Papa.
She giggles and slides her hand up your thigh, under your skirt, and tugs it upward, exposing your bare ass. She gives it a smack, and you let out a soft "ah!".
"Your turn, amore."
You can't see Denise's face at the moment, but you know she's smirking. And you know that Papa is, as you hear him stand up and walk over to you. You let out a yelp as he gives your ass a smack, harder than Denise had.
"You like that, belleza?" Papa asks, and smacks your ass again.
"Y-yes!" you reply, and Papa chuckles as he unzips your tiny skirt and yanks it down your legs, exposing you more to him.
He leads you back over to the settee, but behind it this time. He instructs you to bend over and put your hands on the mahogany frame. You obey, and make sure to stick your ass out a bit more, knowing full well what he wanted.
And what you wanted, too.
Papa adjusts you position a bit, then asks, "Are you ready, belleza?"
"Yes, Papa," you reply, stomach fluttering in anticipation.
"Bene." He wastes no time, smacking your ass again, and again, and again, causing you to yelp and jump each time. The pain isn't overwhelming, and blends into the pleasure perfectly, and you relish in the thought of having his hand prints all over your ass.
He and Denise seem to be revelling in it too, if their groans of pleasure and hums of approval are anything to go by. You're happy about that, you're happy you're able to please them, while also being pleased yourself.
You're pulled from these thoughts as Papa gives two last, hard smacks to each cheek, causing you to yelp a bit. It stings, but you don't feel like complaining. On the contrary, you enjoy the little extra pain.
You do, however, appreciate it when he gently rubs soothing circles where he'd spanked you, and when Denise kneels down behind you and further soothes your slightly stinging cheeks by planting soft kisses all over them.
This is already gearing up to be even better than last time, and you're getting even more excited about it now.
Papa and Denise seem to sense this, as they both grin lasciviously at you, and gently pull you back from the settee, adjusting your posture to have you stand upright, and start kissing and nipping at your neck. You gasp softly, and moan when you feel their hands roaming all over your naked body, touching you here and there and right there.
"Fuck," you breathe, getting wetter by the second.
"That's exactly what we intend to do, baby," Denise giggles, then pulls back. "Get on the bed."
You don't have to be told twice.
You untangle yourself from Papa, scamper over to the large bed, and crawl up on it, noting how soft and comfortable the lush comforter and mattress feel as you adjust your position on them. Sitting up, your legs hanging off the edge, you lean back a bit on your hands, and watch your two new lovers intently.
Papa steps forward, mismatched eyes flashing as he stares directly at you, then slowly peels his tight leather gloves off his elegant hands, finger by finger. He slips them off, tossing them onto the table by the settee, then reaches up to untie his tie, also doing this slowly; once he finishes untying it, he flings it away thoughtlessly, seeming caring less about it than he does with his gloves, (which, you suppose, might be more expensive). You don't have much time to ponder about that, however, as he also unbuttons his vest and slips that off, draping it on the back of the settee. You bite your lip in anticipation as he reaches up again, this time to unbutton his crisp, white shirt, taking his time with it.
Clearly, he wants to tease you.
And you don't mind one bit.
He reaches down to undo the button at the fly of his trousers, then slowly—very slowly—tugs down the zipper. Almost instantly, his large, erect cock pops out, the head already gleaming with pre-cum.
You moan audibly at the sight, already aching to have it inside you again, and you idly reach a hand between your legs to rub at your already damp pussy. Papa notices this, and chuckles as his smirk grows even bigger.
"You like what you see, belleza?"
You nod, licking your lips. "Yes, Papa. I do."
"Bene." He shoves his pants down his legs, and steps out of them, discarding his polished shoes and black socks in the process. He's now completely naked in front of you, and looking at you like a lion looks at a gazelle.
You feel vulnerable, nervous...and excited. Very excited. You can feel your heart threatening to pound its way out of your chest, and your breath coming slightly faster. And then you notice Denise reaching between her own legs to touch herself, just like you, and staring directly into your eyes...and you feel your body almost vibrate.
God, the effect these two have on you...you don't think you've felt anything like this with anyone else before.
"Are you ready for us?" Papa asks, hand languidly stroking his cock.
"Yes. Yes I am." You somehow, in your intense enthusiasm, resist the urge to shout. Somehow.
"Bene." Papa gestures for Denise to join you on the bed, which she does. She gently-but-firmly grasps your chin in her hand, then kisses you deeply, tongue exploring your mouth. You moan, hands coming to tangle in her beautiful dark hair, not letting her pull away, even for a breath. But then you yourself pull away briefly as you feel Papa's tongue slide along your folds, and you let out a shaky breath.
"Papa..." you whisper, then moan when he spreads your pussy open with his long, elegant fingers, grinning to himself as he sees just how wet you're getting for them. Then he licks you again, slowly, from your entrance to your clit, and you lay back on the bed and just let him go at it, eating you out like a man starved.
His skilled tongue has you writhing and moaning, and he places a hand on your pelvis in a (mostly successful) attempt to keep you still. The pleasure makes you pant and whimper...then it increases when Denise cups your breasts in her hands and takes a nipple into her mouth.
"Oh, God..." you whimper, already overwhelmed by the both of them.
Denise pulls herself from your nipple to huff out a laugh. "God has nothing to do with this, baby." She brushes a few strands of hair from your face, and smiles at you. "This is all sin."
You open your mouth to agree, but instead let out a groan when she gets to work on your other nipple, licking and sucking and nipping at it expertly. Mirroring what her husband is doing to your clit.
You can feel the pressure building up in your lower belly, and you let go and just lose yourself in the sensations Papa and Denise are providing you; no longer thinking, just feeling. There's nothing in the world except the three of you, and the building pressure and pleasure, that soon threatens to come to a head and explode in you.
You are ready for that. More than ready.
But then Papa pulls away, and you feel the promise of an orgasm fading and slipping away, like ice melting on a hot summer day.
"No!" you protest, whinier than you intend to be.
Papa chuckles, and wipes your slickness from his mouth with the back of his hand. "Patience, belleza," he says. "We won't let you leave unsatisfied."
Your expression must look a bit doubtful, as Papa reaches out to gently flick your nose. "The more teasing, the more anticipation...the more satisfying the crescendo, yes?"
"Yes," Denise whispers huskily into your ear, and you shiver before nodding your agreement. If being edged a little bit meant cumming even harder, then you're prepared to endure it. Maybe even eager to do so.
Satisfied with you all coming to this agreement, Papa leans over and kisses Denise, letting his tongue swirl around in her mouth, and letting her taste the remnants of your arousal on his mouth. They both moan, momentarily getting lost in each other (which, on its own, was quite arousing to watch) before pulling away, each of them licking their lips.
"You taste amazing, baby," Denise grins, staring down at you lustily. "Even better than last time." Papa nods his agreement.
Even better? Shit, you couldn't help but feel proud about that. Denise and Papa praising you filthily makes your stomach butterflies flutter again, and your cunt clench a bit.
You wonder if you'll get to taste either (or both) of them soon, and Denise smirks at you, seemingly sensing what you're thinking.
"You want to taste me?"
"Hell yes!" You don't hesitate to answer.
"Then you will."
Denise manoeuvres herself over your face, knees on either side of your head, positioning herself so her pussy was mere inches from your (salivating) mouth.
Papa beings stroking your clit with a finger, slowly and softly, teasing you yet again and making you groan. You almost close your legs in frustration, but then you remember Papa's promise of an eventual orgasm, and you spread your legs even further for him.
Papa hums in approval, then Denise reaches down to gently stroke your hair.
"Ready?" she asks.
"Yes," you breathe, the scent of her now flowing into your nostrils and making you hunger for her. "Sit on my face."
Denise laughs. "So demanding." Then she's lowering herself down onto you, her glistening pussy pressed to you lips, which you gladly open. You run your tongue up and down her folds, tasting her arousal.
She herself tastes even better than last time, sweetness and musk coming together for an absolutely heavenly...no, an absolutely sinful taste. You run your hands up and down her thighs as you eat her out, relishing in the experience.
Papa beings rubbing your clit again, then slides two fingers inside your slick cunt. You moan at the welcome intrusion, and begin moving your hips in time with his fingers as he slides them in and out of you, thumb on your clit, fucking you with just his hand.
You almost reach an orgasm again, then Papa pulls his hand away. You can't help the little whine that escapes you, and you hear Papa laugh.
"Remember what I said, belleza. You will get yours. Just wait."
You would nod, but Denise is planted firmly on your face, so you instead lift a hand to give him a thumbs-up, which causes him to laugh again.
Then you get back to work, focusing on the beautiful, delicious woman whose pussy you are currently eating.
You reach around and gently squeeze her ass, then drag your nails up and down her cheeks. You feel her shiver above you, and you can hear her breath speeding up and becoming shakier. Clearly, you're doing a good job.
You give a long, sloooow lick from her entrance to her clit, and you can't help but feel satisfied by the moan she lets out. So you decide to do it again, and hear another glorious moan from her. Your own ego is being fed now, and you keep teasing her with your tongue, relishing in the noises she's making. Because of you.
You grin inwardly to yourself, then let out your own moan as you feel Papa rub the head of his large cock up and down your folds, gathering up some slick, then slowly pushing it into you, not stopping until he is fully sheathed in you.
"Cazzo..." Papa sucks in a breath, taking a moment to appreciate the feeling of your cunt enveloping him. "Mio cuore, abbiamo scelto una puttana meravigliosa."
You don't know what he just said, but you can tell by the tone that it's a compliment, and you respond by squeezing yourself around his shaft.
"Tease," Papa snickers, before pulling out and thrusting back in, slowly and gently at first, then picking up speed and force, fucking your pussy as you eat Denise's. All three of you getting lost in pleasure.
It's not long before all three of you get close to orgasm. Papa is grunting and thrusting into you harder and faster, Denise is panting and whimpering above you, and you can feel the coil of bliss building up yet again. It would be happening soon, and you hope it happens at the same time for all of you. You can't imagine a better way to finish.
Papa and Denise seem to have the same idea.
Papa wraps your legs around his waist, grips your hips, then beings ramming himself into you, over and over, pushing you up the bed with the force of his strong thrusts; the wet, squelching noise growing louder and more obscene, which only turns you on more.
Denise leans forward a bit, gripping the sheets in her fists, as you grip her ass, pulling her down closer against your face; your tongue licks and laps and laves furiously, and your nose presses against her clit.
It's all coming to a head, to a crescendo, and the three of you need only to continue to reach it.
Papa continues thrusting, his breathing now audibly laboured, and fervently rubs your clit. The pressure builds up and up and up again, up further and further, then—
You're cumming. Hard. On his cock, which he's still thrusting into you at maximum force and speed. You moan, scream really, into Denise's pussy, which you press your mouth further against, driving your tongue into her entrance and your nose so hard against her clit, and—
She's cumming, too. As hard as you are. You hear her moan, almost scream, as her body shakes above you, as she drives her pussy harder against your face, seeking even more contact during the last pulses of her orgasm.
Then Papa cums, after a few last thrusts, driving himself as deep as possible into your cunt, your orgasm summoning his. His cock kicks inside you as you feel him fill you with his hot cum, and you yourself almost cum again, just from how damn good it feels.
The three of you are still for a moment, recovering from your respective orgasms, breathing heavily and sweating, enjoying the last surges of bliss from your hot fuck session.
Then Papa pulls out, and Denise rolls off of you. You feel Papa's cum leak out of you, dripping down your thighs; Denise's slick is slowly drying on your face, smeared all over your mouth. You make no attempt to clean either, instead closing your eyes and taking a few moments to appreciate how good it feels.
Your eyes flutter open as Papa and Denise snuggle up to you, one on either side. You turn your head to kiss Denise, then Papa, and you let out a satisfied giggle.
"In the name of Satan," Denise says, happily and breathlessly, "Nema."
"Nema," you agree, not even questioning the words now. You don't care about them being Satanists, or whatever the fuck they are. All you care about is how good it feels to fuck them, and to be pressed up against them in the afterglow.
You sigh happily as Papa kisses your shoulder and Denise nuzzles your neck, both of them wrapping their arms around you.
This had been even better than last time, and you hope there'll be another.
Note: "Abbiamo scelto una puttana meravigliosa." — "We have chosen a wonderful slut."
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