Meet and Greet
Chapter 10

"Where's "Scott's voice cracked and he cleared his throat to try again.“Where's Darryl?"

Without answering she crossed the room, closing the distance between them. One foot in front of the other, swishing her hips, letting her femininity ooze from every pore.She saw his Adam's apple work as he swallowed, his stare fixed somewhere between her breasts-what was it with men and boobs?A twitch of her shoulders sent her breasts swaying, and Scott's eyes bulged."What's this?" he asked.

She stepped around the coffee table to the end of the couch."Ididn't want you to miss out on all the fun,"she said, pursingher lips into a sexy moue."Why don't you come on in the bedroom and join us?" "No,I-I-I'm good,"Scott said.

With her next step,she knelt on the couch,then leaned forward to crawl towards him."Out here?"she murmured."All by yourlonesome?"

Scott's gaze finally flickered past her."Darryl?What's going on?"

From the doorway between the rooms, Darryl laughed. "I told her you wouldn't be interested."

“I told him he was wrong.”She grinned and crawled closer to Scott. "Help me prove him wrong."

"I'm not..."He threw a scared look over her shoulder at his husband."Darryl,I don't—”

"You do."By now she'd reached him,so she lunged for his crotch. His jeans were tented below his belt; when she rubbed her lips over the denim,she could feel his thick cock through the rough fabric. Yeah,so not interested, eh? She felt the couch shift as Darryl came up behind her,then warmhands cradled her hips, pulling her back.But instead of his jeans or underwear,she felt his hard dick rub between her labia,the stiff member jutting along beneath her clit.Darryl must have stripped out of his clothes in the bedroom,leaving his shirt and jeans on the floor beside her own clothing before joining them in the den.She arched her back,unzipping Scott's jeans as she flexed her vaginal muscles,trying to draw Darryl in."God,yes," she sighed.

Scott didn't push her away as she kissed his erection through his fly.Darryl humped against her,grinding his hips into her ass,the tip of his cock tickling through her pubes.With nimble fingers,Kimmy pulled down Scott's briefs to expose hisdick;it popped up to meet her,leaving a smear of jism along her chin before the tip disappeared between her lips.He tastedsalty and meaty,a little nutty,and she dipped down his length,taking him in as far as he could go. Behind her,she felt Darryl's hot tongue ease into her cunt,tasting her juices.Scott's hand came up to knead one of her breasts and she moaned as she licked along his length,swirlingdown to the thick thatch of dark hair at the base before windingher way back to the bulbous tip.He writhed beneath her,fucking up into her mouth,his free hand clamped to the back of her neck to keep her in place as she sucked his cock.

Darryl's tongue laved her pussy,lapping the inner circle of her cunt as his nose pressed into the wet folds of her sex. Then he moved down,kissing along her labia,until he found the sensitive bud of her clit.The moment his tongue flicked over it,she moaned with lust, knees weakening,whole body spasming.God, yes, she wanted to cry,but her mouth and throat were filled with Scott. All she could manage was a muffled groan of pleasure as Darryl tongued her avidly.

The three of them worked each other towards release, but Kimmy wanted more than this awkward position above the couch;she wanted the mattress beneath her as Darryl's thick cock entered her,his hands raising up her hips to join their bodies together.She wanted his heavy body above hers,pinning her down,grinding her into the soft bed. And damn it if she didn'twant to see sweat glistening on Scott's forehead above Darryl's firm shoulders as he took his husband from behind,orkiss away the discomfort flickering over Darryl's perfect features when this same hard dick currently between her lips eased into muscled ass.

The next time she pulled back from Scott,she let his cock slip from her mouth, licking away with a final swirl of her tongue the precome and saliva trickling from the tip.Darryl nudged her clit with his nose,sending an electric surge up her spine that set her on the balls of her feet;Scott reached for her breasts as she arched back into the sensation with a half-gasped, "Yes!"

Then she was crawling into Scott's lap to get Darryl's head from between her legs, over the erection slick with her own spit, onto the opposite side of the couch.Darryl started to follow,dick first, and Scott's hand slid along the length of his husband's member the moment it was within reach,guiding it closer.When the tips of their erections touched, Scott's bubbled eagerly with precome and he squeezed them together."Are we going to do this, or what?" he asked. Kimmy smirked at Darryl."I thought you said he wouldn't be interested."

"Oh hell, I'm in."Without getting up off the couch, Scott released his and Darryl's cocks long enough to shuck off his jeans and briefs,yanking both down to his knees in one motion. His shirt came up over his head and was tossed onto the coffee table.Kimmy could hear him stepping out of the jeans,sometimes kicking the table legs in his eagerness to get completely undressed.

As Scott struggled to get his legs free,Darryl climbed over him towards Kimmy,trapping her in the corner of the couch.His lips were damp with her juices,which he licked away hungrily.“So I was wrong,”he admitted.Grabbing one of her legs,he gave a gentle tug to unfold her body from where she sat curled on the cushion and she easily opened up before him,legs splayed beneath him."You win. Where were we?"

She reached up to trail a hand down his chest. At first glance it didn't look hairy,but it was covered with a fine downy fuzz,the same light shade as the hair on his head,lighter thanthe tuft of pubes at his crotch."I hate to sound like I'm complaining," she murmured, "but did either of you happen to pack any—”

"Scott!Condoms!"Darryl snapped,leaning down to nuzzle one of her breasts.

His breath was hot and alcoholic,scented with whiskey, and once again she thought the scent of it might set her whole body on fire.Everywhere he touched burned, her nipples and clitorisand pussy.She felt as if his tongue left behind flames everywhere it licked her skin,and each kiss threatened to spontaneously combust.

The couch shook as Scott finally stood up and stumbled,his jeans now around his ankles.He caught himself on the coffee table,managed to kick the pants away,then tumbled into the bedroom.Darryl concentrated on Kimmy's neck,trailing a path of flame down the curve from her ear to her shoulder,the barelythere hairs on his chest tickling her erect nipples deliciouslyso that she writhed and squirmed beneath him. His erection rubbed along her lower belly,so close to where she wanted him to be,so damn close...

"Yes," she sighed, alternately running her hands along his arms and over his back, then down his chest and up her own, pinching her nipples before dipping down the length of her bodyto press at the pounding nub between her legs that demanded attention. Then she'd grab his dick,massage the length,kneadthe steel-like thickness from base to tip,before smoothing herpalms along his chest again. "Darryl,please," she moaned, rubbing against his hard body,so strong and firm above hers. "Yes, yes."