At Their Mercy

Buzzed on warm alcohol
I accepted her challenge.
Not into women,
never more than kisses  
to tease whatever men were there,
but I would allow her do as she pleased,
and that is all she wanted.  
 
Drinking just enough to let go.
Her husband's hands wandered  
the smooth expanse of my skin,
finding me responsive.
He unveiled silken mounds,  
nipples peeked.
She came over,
hands roaming with his,
her mouth covering my breast,
tantalizing tongues,
one on the left and one on the right,
they sucked on me together.  
 
Two mouths to kiss, four hands to please,
my body aching for their pleasures.  
I was their toy
and they would devour me.
Pants lost somewhere on the couch,
she explored
my delicacies,
previously untouched  
by any other feminine fingers.  
 
They led me to the bed.
She was hungry for me,
he was hard while watching.
She licked at my honey nectar
with expertise.
I rocked against her,
my hand wrapped around her husband's dick
as he held my little black panties aside.  
In his wildest dreams this would never happen!
Nor in mine.  
Yet here I was,  
calling her name,
gripping her hand.  
I peeled off the last barrier,  
black silk now lost somewhere in the sheets.
 
He took a turn,  
his face disappearing between my legs,
vibrations spreading  
fingers knuckle deep in wetness.
So good,
but I wanted her again.
My wish was granted,
and he moved to get a better view
and a better reach of his wife.
He finger fucked her
while her tongue opened my mind  
and made me grab for the headboard.  
 
Another change
he rose before me,
hard and ready
pushing himself in.
"Are you gonna fuck me?"
I challenged, with an edge of pleading.  
Hard and fast
until he came,
then she asked for me again.  
Said she loved the taste of me.  
 
Positioned as she directed
kneeling before me,
my legs spread wide.
Her below me, him above,
holding my wrists.
At their mercy  
and delighted.  
She turned me inside out  
as I writhed and fought
and pushed back against her sweet mouth.
She rode my waving body  
with a persistent tongue.
I was aware of nothing
but cascading euphoria.  
 
She said she could go on.
At my insistence
he finished her off.
Though she wanted me still,
I needed a chance to breathe.
I nibbled at her neck
and fed her kisses
while he vigorously worked.
After, we both draped  
on either side of him.
Buzzed on sex  
and warm from each other.
 
Just before slipping into slumber,  
I gathered my things to go home.  
I had one other's desires to fulfill
before sleeping tonight.