Sherry - with her two men in Rome
written by:
Wotan

Sherry's last days in Rome before we leave for the Isle of Elba

To follow this part I recommend you to read the first two parts....

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I woke up as the first morning light came in through the windows we forgot to close last night . Some candle were still fluttering and it all gave the room a warm light. My little woman was curled up close to me, I could feel the warmth from he body. Sherry was still asleep and I looked at her, the woman I only known for some days, but it seemed we have been friends and lovers for a lifetime.

My thought were nicely floating around, I was thinking about life, the events, the amazing surprises one can't foresee.

I'm an experienced man, and concerning sex and women, numerous of women has passed during my years. And now, in the autumn of my life , I had met this little woman. On an internet erotic stories site !

Part of my philosophy has been that it's useless to search for things in life, but one has to be ready to grasp the event, the chance, the possibilities. My saying has always been, "You never know what's behind the next corner, but be prepared for it ."

So, this woman emerge out of nowhere, and she happened to be the most amazing, the most sensual woman I ever met. A grand mother but a sexual explosion ! A mature, ripe woman with a curiosity of life like a teenager. I felt as winning the big lottery !

Her face was relaxed and I could see the thin lines around her eyes. Who could believe that this little beauty was a grandmother ? She didn't look a day above forty, but she was a mellow woman, who now, at last, was both in the beginning of, but also at the peak of her life. She was like a fabulous vintage port wine, a combination of the best selected grapes, bottled years ago to mature slowly in the dark before it was ready to be consumed, to be discovered by someone who really could appreciate the exquisite aroma, and, in her case, the soul, the body, the spirit and the texture of a wonderful female.

I just couldn't help but trace a finger around a nipple, and run my hands across her lovely form. She was so smooth. Her titties were so inviting. Careful not to wake her, I ran my tongue over a nipple which immediately got hard in response. Gently I nibbled, licked and sucked on each tit, bring soft moans from the sleeping beauty. How far could I go without waking her up?

Gently I slowly spread Sherry's legs and nuzzled my face into her very wet and juicy crotch. I lay still for several minutes inhaling the succulent scent of her sex. She let out a moan and squirmed as I raked my nose around her coral colored vulva. I didn't want to wake her, not yet and pulled my head back.

Carefully I pulled back her outer labia, revealing her bright pink inner flesh and the inner labia guarding the interior of her vagina. Moving my thumbs higher, I opened her sex again and studied her little pee hole for a moment before turning my lecherous eyes to the true object of my curiosity.

I peeled back the clitoral hood, admiring her pleasure bud. It was oval, about a half-inch long and maybe a quarter-inch wide. I marveled at how such a little organ could give so much pleasure and stuck out my tongue and gently circled the base, one time. She moaned. I swirled my tongue around it again, going in the opposite direction, one rotation. She moaned again, louder this time. Pulling back, I watched it swell, until the little erection stood a half-inch above the base, glistening, becoming redder as it engorged with blood. Then I gently blew on the bud, chilling it with my cool breath, causing Sherry to squirm. And now I engulfed the chilled bud with his warm mouth.

"Oh, goood!!!" she cried out loud, wakened from her slumber as unbelievably delightful sensations coming from her groin could no longer could be ignored. I mashed the flat of my tongue on her clit and licked upward before swirling the tip around and around the base of her clit. "Oh goddamn! Ohh, ooohhh moooore !"

As she now was awake, I moved off to her side and applied pressure with my right hand in the perineum, the region between her vagina and her anus. I spread her hood with my free hand and licked at the side of her clit, concentrating on the area near the top. I rapidly flicked this spot maybe ten, fifteen times before swirling around the rest of her organ, then flicked at the spot again, repeating the pattern, over and over, all the while pressing into her perineum. I knew from experience what this would do to a woman, specially a woman with such strong desires as Sherry. The end result would be an incredibly intense orgasm, the more intensive as she had earlier experience of both me, but also of the events the last night.

It took about five minutes, but suddenly she clasped her legs together tightly and let out a scream. Arching her back, she twisted and jerked, shuddered and bucked, trying to free her clit of its tormentor. I struggled to keep oral contact with her clit, forcefully prying her legs apart, stimulating it throughout her astronomic climax. A gushing flood of pussy juice shot out into space and splashed down onto the bed and her flailing feet.

Sherry suddenly fell lifeless against the mattress. Knowing how sensitive her clit was for the moment, I released her tormented clit and greedily lapped up the musky liquid now covering her lower legs and feet. I had always found her feet with her short toes to be very appealing and took the time to enjoy sucking on each one as Sherry slowly recovered, letting her big toes fill deep in my mouth, loving the oral sensation to my mouth.

By the time I had finished with her toes, Sherry's pussy was no longer so supersensitive. She was still on her back and I drew her legs up with her feet on the mattress and spread them apart enough to give me a clear view of her appealing pussy. I wet a thumb with my saliva and stuck it up her cunt, my forehand resting in the crevice of her butt. Slowly I squeezed my fingers together, squeezing her perineum, stimulating the backside of her vagina, my forefinger pressing against her anus.

Sherry moaned in response to sexual sensation as I squeezed and released, squeezed and released.

Sherry muttering incoherently as I twisted my thumb around, rubbing the back sidewalls of her female opening hole while rapidly vibrating my finger against her ass.

I stopped and I turned her around in my arms and kissed her deeply as I held her close.

"Please, Jan, now," was all she said. I placed her on the end of the bed. And stood up I front of her, watching how her legs opened almost of their own accord and she put her arms out for me. "I want you," she said.

"How do you want me ?" I whispered .

"Anywhere, everywhere, where you wish" she moaned back, "take me in my mouth, in my pussy or in my ass, I want you inside me, but do it NOOWW !"

"Hold your ankles sweetie," I instructed as I lined my cock up with that beautiful bald slit.

I looked hungry at her. Her little body was so sublime, holding herself wide open. Her pussy entrance was moist, juices oozing out from it, running down over her ass which open and closed like the mouth of a gold fish, some of the juice even sipped in the puckered opening. Her breast were squeezed between her arm, pushing her enlarged exited nipples out like small thumbs.

"Oh gooosh !" she exclaimed as I pushed the first inches into her moist waiting hole. "Keep going, it feels so good." Slowly, slowly I pushed forward, until I was half the way in. When I stopped, she looked up at me and said, "That's not all of it, give me all, nooow"

I laughed softly. "Why, do you want more?"

She giggled. "Are you kidding? Give it to me nooow."

I bent myself back slightly and we both looked down at her pussy, its lips stretched tight around my cock. She seemed still be fascinated by the experience of taking my cock in, as she told me how she could feel it "way up inside me."

"Give it all to me," she moaned as she tried to arch up to get every inch possible. I slammed the final part into her cock hungry cunt, then dropped her ankles so she could wrap them around my waist. I wiggled my hips and pressed forward, trying to push it up another fraction of an inch. She moaned softly and bit my ear as I held her tight. "Oh god, that's good," she exhaled. I had given her some time to enjoy being filled, now I pulled out slowly. Her hips followed my cock, not wanting to give it up. Then I pushed forward, not fast, but steadily. When I got all the way in, I ground my crotch hard against hers, as I kissed her hard and deep.

"Yes, Jan," she breathed into my ear as I pulled out again, "Give me more, more ..."

I came back in faster now, then out and in faster. She put her arms around me and hugged me close as I speared her. She had experienced of sex but was now learning more, much more as her hips quickly learned to match my rhythm, and she began meeting me, blow for blow. Soon our hips were a mirror of each other, meeting and pulling away, meeting and pulling away, faster and faster, until her quick breaths became panting and her moans became a squeal.

"Oh yes, oh yes, yes," she said, then tensed her whole body as her cunt spasmodically contracted around my cock. As she came, I stroked a couple more times, as my white cream gushed in her warm tunnel, filling her with my sperm. After a few moments, I slipped my cock out of her. Then we lay wrapped in each other's arms for a long time, occasionally kissing, saying nothing much beyond "I love you" and "You are wonderful". As she snuggled closely against my shoulder and neck, Sherry finally asked, "Am I good, Jan, am I good enough ?"

"You were wonderful, you are gorgeous ," I answered, pretty much guessing what the next question would be. It took a while, but it came. "Am I as good as all the other women you've had before me ? I want you to teach me more, more, I want to be the best for you !

Sherry smiled at me and she leaned over and gave me a soft, wet, open mouthed kiss and said "What I also mean is I will do anything with anybody, whenever and however they want, as long as I don't get hurt doing it, as long as you want it. My only desire is to please you, and I know you've wanted to see me get it on with another man, so lets go on what we started and do it, just this once !"

I turned her on her back in the bed and as I ran my hands over her voluptuous body, enjoying the softness of her skin, my touch once more wandered up across the exquisite pillow of her slightly curved belly, towards the proud breasts, enticing and haughty somehow in the way they stood out. The areolae were a deep coral pink, and I remembered how her nipples had stood out in excitement during the past night.

I slid my finger around her right nipple, slowly, teasingly, and felt her shudder, the shudder of deep lust, even love, and perhaps, just perhaps, just the pleasure being a woman, and I felt the nipple grow taut, extending. I slowly rolled it between two fingers, and she shuddered again, and moaned.

I leaned down and took her left nipple into my mouth, suckling like an infant. Her legs kicked in an involuntary motion, her eyes went wide as I pinched one nipple while continuing to suck on the other one. The slightly salty taste of earlier excitement teased my tongue, and there was something else, a scent in my nostrils, musky and primal and pungent. Had she that quickly become aroused again ?

Sliding my hand down from her nipple, down over the soft belly, I guided it over the soft curls between her thighs, felt a sticky dampness, then softness as my fingers slid over the lips of her sex, she moaned again.

I slid a finger inside, slowly. The tightness of the spongy passage was amazing, conforming to my finger as I slowly slid it deeper so soft, but also so tight tunnel. I had heard of women who maintained a natural tightness sometimes exceeding that of virgins, even after giving birth. Now this pussy was not any longer new to me, but it was incredible. Was it because she was so small or had she very early started to exercise her Kegel muscles ? It doesn't matter the reason, it was just incredible.

My finger fully nested, I used my thumb to slowly rub her clitoris, no longer hidden under the pink flap of her clitoral hood. She gasped and let out a series of rhythmic moans as I continued to fondle her there all the while her taut nipple still in my mouth.

I had to have her again ! I pulled my hand and mouth away, and she let out a soft sigh, as if of disappointment but as I pushed her to her back, pried her legs apart she sighed happily. My phallus stood before me, hard and ready. I saw her womanhood glistening in the morning light with her sticky flowings, and aimed for that vulnerable and inviting target . ..

I had intended to be gentle, the civilized part of my mind still fighting against my lust. But when I moved forward and those soft, wet nether lips of hers kissed the head of my male weapon, my hips responded to some basic primitive instinct and with an animal grunt I thrust full into her, into the embrace of the tightest silken sheath I could ever imagine.

She let out a surprised gasp, like a soft scream, and her face contorted, eyes closed, teeth clenched and brow wrinkled in pain. One part of my wanted to keep thrusting, to use this flesh without regard as I should rightfully do with my "property". But another, more tender part won out and I stopped thrusting, feeling myself nestled in her warm belly. I stroked her cheek and softly kissed her forehead. It smoothed again, her eyes opened, she looked at me as if questioning. "Shhh," I said.

I felt her relax under me, and slowly I began thrusting again, so very slowly. The friction of her tight passage was still amazing, I could feel the soft contours massaging every inch of my member as it slid in those moist confines of her love nest. .So slowly, tenderly, I moved in and out.

Her mouth parted slightly, and she began a series of soft gasps, enjoying herself now. I picked up my tempo slightly, thrusting full in at the end of each stroke. I pulled her legs up to my shoulders to getas deep as possible, wanting to experience as much of her as I could, wanting the head of my phallus to kiss the mouth of her womb . .

Her climax came without much warning, starting gently and shortly growing more violent. Her moans took on a sharpness, became louder, her face and shoulders suddenly flushed. And then the squeezing commenced. I felt a low throbbing around my member inside her, as if her womanhood was conducting the pulse of her heart. The throbbing became a sort of churning, as her eyes flew wide and her mouth opened and she loudly began a melodious moan, an utterance of pleasure broken only by the breaths she was forced to take, growing in loudness and pitch.

I stopped moving, buried deep inside her. Her passage churned around my cock, kneading it, milking it, like a thousand silken fingers stroking every spot, from the base to the flared head, and I felt my moment approach even though I had doubts that after the night and the morning I could produce more white cream. But what was left in my prostate clenched as my body prepared to deliver the issuance which would complete the coupling.

I was fighting now, her contracting passage so tight that at times it seemed it might almost force me out. I would not let that happen, the animal part of me was quite determined complete this mating in the proper manner so I grabbed her shoulders, and held her close and tight, feeling her breath on my ear as she moaned, tasting the sweat on her skin. I thrust harder, deeper than before, and began to shake as my climax hit.

I felt the first pulse as a pressure building in my loins, then an ecstatic fire coursing up my member, my loin. Her moans had been growing more soft, but as she felt me throb inside her she made a loud noise, and I swear I saw her smile . ..

With each spurt inside her, my head jerked slightly. One, two, three, my entire body working for only one purpose, to fill her with my seed. It was not a lot in quantity but enough so that I could feel the increased moistness as I added my essence to her own fluids, and I kept emptying myself, shaking, panting. Four, five, the ecstasy as my member pulsed and spat again and again until our combined juice began to run out of her, and I felt it warm and sticky on my sac as it ran out of her to puddle on the silken cushion under her fine posterior.

When it was over, I lay there inside her for some time, as if in a stupor. Only after a time did I become aware that she was softly stroking my cheek, and smiling at me . .

She let out a disappointed sigh as I pulled my flesh from hers. We were both soaked in sweat, the smell of our mixed fluids pungent in the air. She was still smiling and I kissed her softly, on the lips and on the forehead as she exhausted settled back into sleep.

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Sherry woke up and noticed that Jan was not in the bed. She could feel the strength steadily leaving her body as she kept remembering vividly the night, the two men's penises pistoning in and out of her warm, willing cunt until they came and filled her wide-stretched pussy with wildly spurting warm seed. And about Jan's skillful handling her body twice in the early morning. God, the aching desire in her loins was too much to bear, and she started to masturbate lying on the bed

"Ooohhh", she moaned as she thrashed happily on the bed for a few more minutes Than she rose up naked from her bed and put on the sheer silk robe and her high-heeled sandals. It was pointless to struggle against the deliciously searing flames, and Sherry surrendered helplessly to the maddening, ever rising sensations. She wanted Jan again.

She went, more nude than dressed, towards the salon to call Jan. He wasn't there but she found him in the kitchen together with Luigi, preparing breakfast and discussing the day to come. She blushed as she saw the ravishingly sexual hunger in the eyes of the two men but she put herself together and asked Jan to come as she needed his help. When she reached the bedroom she found that both Jan and Luigi had followed her. A startled gasp escaped her lips as she stared at the two men, then she gave them a lustful smile, it was obvious both were ready to fill her morning needs.

The memories from the night swirled heatedly through her bloodstream, and her nerve ends seemed to tingle. Sherry could feel a taunting tendril of some unmentionable sensation creep slowly through her loins, and again the secretion from excitement seep out from between her thighs.

The eyes of both men blazed with the uncontrolled lust as Sherry signaled them to come over as she lay down on the bed. She lay spread-eagled wearing only her high heels and as the robe fell aside the openly receptive slit of her vagina was lewdly presented.

Luigi hovered above her, now already nude with his already blood inflated penis outstretched and ready. Sherry drew in her breath sharply when she felt the hard flesh of Luigi's poised penis nudging at the softly quivering outer lips of her vagina.

"Ooohhh" she wailed aloud as Luigi pushed relentlessly forward, straining almost unbearably the fragile tissues of her cuntal hole pushing the burgeoning head of his hunger distended shaft in her vagina. She sobbed of happiness as the rod cleaved into her, forcing its way up into passage. He hesitated for a moment and withdrew his penis and signaled Jan to help him to undress Sherry fully.

They helped her to rose from the bed,she tried to stand but couldn't walk a single step in her high-heeled sandals and landed now naked on the thick carpeted floor. Luigi had undressed in a hurry and he lay naked on the floor beside her.

Her arms tightened around his neck and she clung to him, her body straining eagerly against his. Immediately, he guided again the penis head towards the quivering opening to her body. Placed against the delicate flesh he surged forward with all the strength.

Sherry wailed as she felt this already well know instrument cleave through the futilely resisting cuntal sheath and forge its way into her moistly giving vaginal depths. She felt completely stuffed with his penis and it seemed to be expanding inside her with every passing second.

Without waiting, he began to establish a rhythmic sawing in and out, holding her firmly by the hips. He drove into her with deep hard strokes, hitting bottom each time, his heavy, churning balls slapping lewdly against the upraised crevice of her softly rounded backside, and then withdrawing smoothly until just the hard rubbery head was still buried between her splayed thighs. As she became more accustomed to his girth, her arms reached up and wrapped themselves around his neck, and she bucked against him with increasing rhythm, matching her thrashing with his frantic pounding.

Sherry was carried away into a world of her own. Her body was afire with pleasurable sensations, and her brain was alight with joy. All the old cultural and educational restrictions had left her since her arrival at Rome. Jan, and now also Luigi, had showned her a new world, a word of pleasure, emotions, love, feelings beyond she dreamt could exist.

She felt reborn, felt that she at last was a blooming woman, a female loving to be loved, loving to be used by those, not only sexually dominating, but also so tender and gentle men. Loving the passions, the needs, the marvels they created, and were creating not only in her body but also in her soul.

Riding the crest of her mounting pleasure, Sherry failed to notice that there was a new movement on the floor beside her. But she was not surprise when she felt another hand on her hip, it was Jan. His hands were racing over her body, trailing over her hips, pulling and kneading at her buttocks. Before she had time to think any further, Sherry found she was being shifted, pulled over sideways, and then she found herself astride Luigi, his charging cock still pile-driving into the darkness of her hungrily receptive pussy. Jan's hands were fondling the flaccid half-moons of her buttocks, straining the soft pliant mounds apart, and pressuring the crevice of her backside. Sherry was too intoxicated of lust and to aroused to think anything.

And then Sherry drew in her breath with a sobbing gasp when she felt the probing of his finger at her awaiting anus. "Aarrgghh ..." Sherry groaned out with sudden vehemence when with soft but firm pressure Jan rammed his middle finger forward and inserted the tip into the tightly clenched sphincter. He continued to burrow it into the rubbery giving passage, forcing it in to the first knuckle.

Sherry wriggled with the know well known pleasure as her ass surrendered the intruder and her frantic movements encouraged the penetrating digit to enter further.

For a few second more, Jan rotated it inside the clinging sheath and then slowly withdrew it to pull apart the soft flaccid mounds, his fingers determined but so soft in the tender flesh. And then she felt the nudging of his fully erect cock against the tiny rubbery opening. Sherry sobbed with lust, trying to push back against the hard probing.

She closed her eyes in ecstasy as the pressure on her welcoming rectum grew more intense. She moaned and groaned as all thought was blanked out by the slight pain but most the pure pleasure which enveloped her. For a moment, she was aware of nothing but that incredible lust and then when it cleared a little, she realized that Jan had penetrated her anus, passed the sphincter with the mushroomy head of his penis..

Jan continued to press his lust-swollen cock into the no longer resisting rectal passage, splitting the sensitively squirming flesh and the tight anus. He began a slow, rhythmic fucking in and out of her gradually more loosening rectum, and at last began to fuck into her in time with Luigi's in-strokes below. The two driving cocks slammed as one into her twin passages, brushing enticingly against each other through the thin dividing membrane and Sherry realized once again how she enjoyed it!

Her body was buffeted like a rag doll between the plunging cocks of the two men, and she began to churn helplessly from the dual sensations. She flexed her desire-ridden pussy forward to receive Luigi's deep inward thrust below and then arched her satiny buttocks backward to welcome Jan's hard, savage stroke behind.

"Oooooohhhh she moaned as she found herself soaring on the heights of the incredible pleasure. She actually loved this double fucking, by Luigi and Jan at the same time. She loved having them both drive into her in unison, sinking right to the depths of her helplessly aroused belly, and then withdraw at the same time, leaving her painfully empty for just a moment, before plunging in again. She was filled with a wild, almost dizzy happiness and was even more excited than she had been the nigh before.

This dual fucking Sherry was receiving was also symbol of her new freedom, she was irrevocably changed now. There was no fear that she'd fall back into her old days of sex-starvation after this, and Sherry was more than happy to leave the old days behind. A whole new world was opening up to her and Sherry couldn't wait to step into it. She was jerked back to the present by the realization that Luigi was going to cum.

His body was flailing like a dervish beneath her, and his palpitating prick was diving into her greedily clasping cunt with new strength. And then she felt her entire cunt being swept aside by the rush of his orgasmic churning. The first hot spurt of his scalding semen flowed into her wildly dilating cunt, seeping into the squirming recesses and creases. Her hungrily milking pussy sucked voraciously on his hotly ejaculating cock. Then she knew that also Jan was cumming he was mewling incoherently as he battered against her know slightly bruised buttocks. Sherry could feel the searing flood of his white, thick fluid as it spurted into her forever-stretched rectum, and then, in the same moment, she too, was there.

Oooohhh!" Sherry chanted insanely as her body was tossed and bounced about like a buoy at sea by the united waves of the two mens' passion. Incredible sensations enveloped her and she knew nor her mind neither her body would never be the same again.

Flood after flood of almost unbearable pleasure coursed through her, leaving every nerve ending tingling and unbelievably alive. Her head was gently spinning, and Sherry felt that at any moment she might drift off into a soothing limbo of eternal ecstasy. More hot rivers of sensation washed over her, but she barely felt them as she drifted off into a semi daze of satiation and security, sandwiched reassuringly between the satisfied bodies of her two men.

And after that, everything went blank. Sherry remembered feeling the first spasms of excruciating pleasure, recalled the convulsive shudders that shook her frame, but it seemed to all overpower her to the extent that her head began to spin round and round and she finally sank into a satiated, blissful oblivion.

Two minutes went and then she stood up and stretched, proudly naked and just fucked in front of Jan and Luigi, both sitingt side-by-side on the floor. Her hair was messed up and she still had some drops of cum on her mouth and chin. As she stood she could feel the men's cum start to drip out of wet pussy and her well used ass. Without any shame she spread her legs so that they could see their cum oozing out from her, then she ran one hand through her pussy and the other to her ass and spread the cum over her shaved pussy and tummy.

Jan and Luigi looked exhausted but both had big smiles on their faces. Their cocks were drooping with droplets of cum dripping from the tips and cum on their faces. She knelt between then and, after grabbing their cocks in each hand, whispered to them, "I warn you, I think that you have both unleashed a sex-crazed demon. I hope that you will both continue to satisfy me! And now I'm starving, you have to feed me, with food !"

She then headed of for a shower, amazingly still wearing her high-heeled sandals, wagging her bum at the two men as she went.

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The preparations for the first breakfast were of course only to throw away but we made together a brunch to be served at the terrace. We had recovered and we were also decently dressed, discussing the day, what to do.

Sherry had recently read "Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown, the author of the "Da Vinci Code" and wished to visit some of the places from the book. As it already was a little bit late we decided to go to "Water", that's Piazza Navone and then visit Castel Sant Angelo. Luigi asked to come with us and he called a friend who had a taxi and soon we were on our way.

Sherry felt very happy, sitting in the car between the two men, feeling them close to her. She felt how they liked her, loved her, not only as a sexual object, but also as a friend, a being lovely just to be with. She also noticed how there hands were resting on her thighs, now and then stroking her, and she loved it.

At Piazza Navone they walk around and admired the place at such . The Piazza follows the plans of the 1st century Stadium of Domitian and it's today the pride of Baroque Rome, dominated by a church but specially by Bernini's fabulous fountain ‘Fontana dei Quattro Fiume ‘ (Fountain of the Four Rivers) with its Egyptian obelisk in the middle. Beautiful old palaces and two other fountains complete the site.

Before we left towards Castel Sant Angelo we sat down outside one of the many restaurant for a coffee and enjoyed the atmosphere with it's intensive street life, the musicians, the painter, the lovers and also normal Romans passing. Sherry looked at us and said "This is fabulous, to be in Rome with two mature, educated and sexy men spoiling me !

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We walked through the narrow streets towards the river, chatting and now and then kissing Sherry. As we came to the Tevere (The Tiber) we had the soon 2000 years old bridge in front of us. on the other side of the river we saw Castel Sant'Angelo.

Ponte Sant'Angelo, once the Bridge of Hadrian was constructed between 134-139 by Roman Emperor Hadrian, to span from the town center to his newly constructed mausoleum, now the towering Castel Sant'Angelo. The bridge is today solely pedestrian, and provides a photogenic vista of the Castel Sant'Angelo. In times past, pilgrims used this bridge to reach the St Peter's Basilica and was known also with the name of "bridge of Saint Peter" (pons Sancti Petri). In century under Pope Gregory I, both the castle and the bridge took on the name for Sant'Angelo. Legend holds that an angel appeared and the roof of the castle to announce the end of the plague.

For centuries after 16th century, the bridge was used to expose the bodies of the executed. In 1535, Pope Clement VII allocated the toll income of the bridge to erecting the statues of the apostles Saint Peter and Saint Paul to which subsequently the four evangelists and the patriarchs were added to other representing statues Adam, Noah, Abraham, and Moses.

We walked over the bridge and now and then came gust of wind, lifting Sherry's skirt occasionally up the her waist, exposing her slender legs, shaved pussy and buttocks. She was first a little bit embarrassed but as she hold us both under our arms she couldn't do anything, and we just laughed. Two young couples met us when the skirt really went high up a few yards from them. They looked first surprised but when we passed the two girls gave Sherry a big smile while one of the young men made a thumb up sign, the other grinned and said, "Lei meravigliosa, Signora". Sherry answered with a "Grazie mille" and took us harder in our arms.

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Castel St. Angelo is also called Mausoleo di Adriano. It was originally built as a tomb for the Emperor Hadrian (76-138 AD), but by the 6th century it was turned into a fortress.

Castel St. Angelo is a microcosm of Rome, layer upon layer, building upon building , a palimpsest. This most magnificent of all the Roman imperial tombs and it became a fortress in the Middle Ages and a Papal pleasure dome in the Renaissance. Perhaps the most pleasurable single monument Rome offers you.

The original tomb was 6 stories high, like a monumental birthday cake, sheathed in marble and topped with a man-made hill dotted with cypresses and sculptures - the largest of which was Emperor Hadrian in a chariot driving four prancing horses!

Because of the unplanned way it evolved, it's difficult finding your way around the Castello. At the entrance, we took a good look in the hall on the left at the marvelous scale the model of Emperor Hadrian's once grandiose Mausoleum. Further on we saw another model showing the building as a medieval fort.

We had, as all other visitors, to go down to the lower level to enter the Castello itself. Once inside, we winded up through the center of the building, on a giant corkscrew ramp of Roman bricks, leading to the tombs of the Emperor. Receptacles containing their ashes were placed against the walls on either side of this large vaulted area.

Of course we didn't miss the wooden planks at the beginning and end of the causeway which passes over this room: they were devised as drawbridges which could be removed in the event of an attack, making it impossible for the enemy to get to the upper part of the fort.

Then we emerge into the sunlight at the "Courtyard of the cannonballs". On the wall are numerous plaques engraved with the number of balls and their sizes so that under siege the soldiers could quickly bring the right size to the right cannon.

We visited the tiny room where Pope Clement VII installed a heated bathtub, exquisitely decorated by followers of Raphael, Jan and Luigi had been there before, it's otherwise agonizingly difficult to find. This bath signaled the reintroduction of personal cleanliness, which had gone out of style since the great Roman Baths of Caracalla and Diocletian were shut down in the 6C when the barbarians cut off the aqueducts. Sherry laughed and told us it was good that things had developed, how did they cleaned themselves after nights just passed ?

We went up the stairs with the are beautiful views through the parapets, Sherry on purpose before us so we could also admire her little trim body with the often unhide sweets. Of course we didn't miss the elegantly appointed apartments on the next two floors, which various Popes occupied over a period spanning the Middle Ages and the Renaissance. The two "trompe l'oeil" paintings of people on stairs in the doorways of the big room are marvelous.

Then we proceeded along the narrow highly frescoed corridor to the next rooms, replete with frescoes on the ceiling (somewhere here is a very explicit picture of a man shooting an arrow at - ahem, gentlemen!) You will understand that these rooms were decorated for the Borgia Pope Alexander VI, who was no prude man. Sherry laughed and commented that even she could be a pope, if there were female such ones.

And finally we walked up the stairs to see the view over all of Rome from the very top deck, next to the sculpted Archangel Michael: it is unforgettable. It is also the setting for the finale of Puccini's opera "Tosca", when the heroine leaps to her death from the parapet with the famous cry 'Scarpia, avanti a Dio' (Scarpia, we meet before God).

*****

We took a taxi back to the villa for some rest before an opera performance later in the evening.

I had to make some phone calls and Luigi and Sherry after refreshing themself disappeared, I noticed to the bedroom. I know that Luigi was in love with her, he had told me that several times when we had been alone, he even asked me if it would upset me. I told him no, Sherry was of course free to do what she wanted. I could hear them talking softly for some minutes before it suddenly became rather quiet. As I walked in I saw Sherry laying on the bed, her legs were spread and Luigi's face was busy giving her pussy some attention. Sherry was stroking Luigi's head and the expression on her face reflected both care and contentment.

I watched them for a time and as I got into bedroom Sherry turned her head toward me and opened her mouth to signal her desire to suck me. I moved to the head of the bed and she took my shaft in and began to suck and lick it. Luigi, still fully clothed, continued to eat Sherry as she pulled me in and out of her mouth. She stroked Luigi's hair with one hand and stroked my balls and cock with the other. I reached her beautiful exposed breasts and began kneading them and gently pinching her erect nipples. All that could be heard was heavy breathing, Luigi's licking, Sherry's suckling, and an occasional soft moan. "Oh gosh", she groaned, "I believe I love you both, this is heaven !"

After awhile I told Luigi, "Let me take over there. You go ahead and get undressed." I moved into a sixty-nine position and began tonguing Sherry's pussy and when I reached her clit I was amazed by it's size. Her clit had never been as erect as it was just then.

I moved aside after Luigi had stripped off his clothes. As I laid on my side watching, Luigi climbed between Sherry's spread legs and guided his meaty hard-on into the wet opening of her pussy. She shuddered slightly as he slid every bit of his manhood into her and began a rhythmic thrusting that shook her tits every time his pelvis pounded into her's. Sherry arched her back to increase the pressure of his driving shaft on her already swollen clit and brought her knees up and spread her legs wider to take his driving cock in deeper. Her breasts continued to quake each time their pelvises forcefully met. She began to knead her breasts and flaunt them at Luigi while he maintained his steady pumping. Her head turned from side to side, her breathing was loud and short as she pinched her nipples into an even greater state of erection.

Suddenly Sherry raised her left leg and rolled to her right. She rose up on her hands and knees arching her back to present her hot cunt Luigi doggy style. She reached back between her legs, found his tool, and guided it between the lips of her pussy and Luigi began pumping in and out of her as I moved to a new vantage point. Sitting on the floor next to the bed, I kneaded Sherry's swaying breasts as Luigi made love to her from behind.

"Harder, Luigi! Faster!", Sherry pleaded. Luigi maintained his pace and soon he rammed his now spewing cock back up her pulsating fuck hole just before she collapsed onto the floor, and continued fucking her until he lost his erection. Once he stopped trusting, the room was still for about five minutes except for the sound of deep breathing as the threesome recovered.

Sherry finally broke the silence as she managed to get Luigi off her back. "God damn Jan ! You must think I'm your whore!"

"No my little fairy, you're not a whore," replied Jan surprised at her outburst, "but don't tell me you didn't enjoy that."

"You just don't do that to a mature lady with ..." Luigi cut her off with a passionate kiss, driving his tongue deep into her mouth. He tasted the salty tang of cum in and around her mouth and slowly realized it was Jan's cum he tasted. He was so enjoying the feel of her full breasts as well has her tonguedarting into his mouth that he accepted the taste and even began to savor the rich flavor.

Jan reached down and ran his hand up her crotch running three fingers up her vagina and placing his thumb on her enlarged clit. Grasping her sex in his hand he began rubbing her clit with his thumb while rubbing her G-spot with his fingers. Her puffy aureoles stood markedly above the white flesh of her tits and Luigi tenderly sucked in an erect nipple. Sherry loved her nipples to be sucked and Luigi's oral assault served to heighten the pleasure she was receiving from Jan. The fact that two men were ravishing her only increased her sexual excitement. Soon the fires of lust were raging again in her loins and belly, rapidly building in intensity.

"Aaahhiiee," she screamed as her pussy contracted in wild spasms as the roaring volcano within her erupted again, sending a flow of her hot lava out her throbbing pussy to gush across Jan's hand, running down her ass crack and onto the rug. Jan drove his head into her snatch to lap of the copious flow of her juice, mixed with cum, both his and Luigi's until she managed to push his head out from between her tightly squeezing legs.

As she came to, she became aware of something brushing across her lips. She opened her eyes staring again at Luigi's semi-erect cock. Jan's face was near and he said, "Now don't tell me you didn't enjoy that too, my little fairy. Now be a good girl and get Luigi hard again."

She sucked the end of Luigi's penis into her mouth and lashed it with her tongue, and as she did so, it began to enlarge and stiffen in her mouth. ....

Despite the similarities in size of the two men, Sherry had learned and even enjoyed at the differences in texture, and especially the differences in their glans, Jan's cockhead was round and knobby whereas Luigi's cockhead was more pointed and sleeker. After indulging in oral stimulation for several minutes, Luigi pulled his hard rod from her voraciously sucking mouth and rolled onto his back.

Jan was still there, having closely watched her blowing Luigi. "OK my love, now fuck him again. Go ahead, it's all right. You do want to fuck him don't you? So go ahead, fuck him."

Abandoning all remaining sense of propriety she succumbed to her carnal desires and willingly accepting her sexual lusts further she mounted Luigi at Jan's urging. She positioned Luigi's dick at the entrance to her female tunnel and sat down, driving him in deep in one motion. Then at Jan's whispers to 'fuck him baby, fuck him, fuck him harder' she began vigorously riding Luigi's cock.

The sight of her lustfully fucking Luigi quickly brought Jan to a new erection. His penis began to ache and throb as he waited his turn. He suddenly had a better idea and he then pushed her forward onto Luigi's chest and spread her legs wider with his ankles. He positioned himself for the anal entry and pushed against the resisting rubbery hole until it began to open, and for the second time that day his glans slipped into her warm rectum.

"Oh sweet fucking mercy," she gasped as the second dick forced it's way into her. With Luigi's thick dick already buried deep in her pussy, there wasn't much room for another cock up her ass. She rotated her hips back, withdrawing from Luigi's cock while at the same time driving Jan's penis in deeper. She raised her ass a few more inches and once Jan sensed there was room, he pushed into her ass as deep as he could.

"Oohh fuck !" exclaimed Luigi at the feel of Jan's dick penetrating past the head of his dick as Sherry groaned, "Take me, take me, it's so goood !"

Then Luigi thrust into her, forcing his cock deep into her pussy. "Oh God, it's so tight!" he hoarsely whispered to no one in particular.

The threesome lay still for a moment before Jan withdrew his man pole and drove it back in deep, withdrew and drove back in and alternating back and forth, Luigi and Jan fucked her pussy and ass in deliberate measured strokes for the second time within a day.

"Oohhh fuck meee," she moaned loudly, "oh god, oh fuck. It feels soo good!" Soon she was babbling incoherently as a long continuous orgasm took hold of her, consuming her, making her shudder and buck between the two big men as they relentlessly fucked her little body, and fucked her and fucked her.

After five minutes of double fucking, Luigi asked to switch places with Jan who withdrew and told he'd be right back. Luigi rolled Sherry over into a straight missionary. She was limp from exhaustion but he continued ramming his dick in and out of her spasmodically contracting cunt until Jan reappeared with a hastily washed dick. Luigi pulled out and Jan hopped on driving into her cock-stretched cunt, and then he rolled her over again onto his back.

He grasped her butt cheeks and spread them wide, her anus gapping wide open from the sodomy until Luigi plunged his slippery cock into her waiting anus. This time Jan kept still, buried to the hilt, as Luigi tenderly pounded her ass for the next three -four minutes until he shot his load and he pulled off, completely exhausted.

Jan rolled Sherry over and fucked her pussy just as hard as Luigi had fucked her ass until he shot off, though this time he was nearly dry. Exhausted from his efforts he slowly rolled off of her.

Sherry lay there, chest heaving as she breathed heavily, eyes closed. After a few minutes, her breathing became more normal, but she remained otherwise motionless spread eagle on the floor, unconscious for all practical purposes.

Jan knelt down beside her, "Sherry, Sherry, Sherry ! Are you OK my love ? Sherry ?"

She incoherently moaned and opened her eyes momentarily and whispered, "You bastards! You wonderful bastards!" Then she stood up and stretched, proudly naked and just fucked, in front of them both as they sat side-by-side on the florr. Her hair was messed up and she still had some drops of cum on her face and mouth. As she stood she could feel the men's cum start to drip out of her wet pussy and ass and she unembarrassedly spread her legs so that Jan and Luigi could see it drip. She ran her hand through her pussy and ass spread the cum over her bald mons and tummy.

Jan and Luigi looked exhausted but both had big smiles on their faces. Their cocks were drooping with droplets of cum dripping from the tips and cum on their faces. Sherry knelt between them and grabbing their cocks in each hand, whispered to them, "I think that you have both unleashed a sex-crazed demon. I hope that you will both continue to satisfy me ! And I'm starving, for food !" Then she headed again of for a shower wagging her bum at them as she went.

Luigi had arranged tickets for a late evening opera performance at the outdoor stage in "Terme di Caracalla".

The Terme di Caracalla, or ‘baths of Caracalla' are the only legacy in Rome of this little known and little lamented emperors. This beautiful site inspired Shelley to write one of his major works, and has latterly become a marvelously atmospheric venue for al fresco opera.

Caracalla was one of the lesser Roman emperors, and little missed after his premature death in 217AD at the age of just 31. The emperor was mocked for his pretensions and cowardice, fleeing a sea battle with the Britons. His response was brutal, on one occasion slaughtering 20,000 citizens of Alexandria, because the city hosted a satire pricking the emperor's claims. By the end even the army had enough, and Caracalla was assassinated while on a campaign in Turkey.

But Caracalla did build the public baths (or thermae) in Rome, a valuable center of social interaction (as well as public hygiene). The baths were raised between 212 and 216 AD, and have become a popular tourist attraction by virtue of their excellent state of preservation. You have to exercise your imagination with the ruins in the Forum, but the Baths of Caracalla give an excellent sense of the scale and grandeur of the Roman public buildings.

The baths have inspired a succession of creative talents in recent centuries. In 1819, Percy Shelley was moved to write Prometheus Unbound after a trip to the Baths of Caracalla. And In the early twentieth century, the design of the baths was employed by the architect Charles McKim as his inspiration in the design of Pennsylvania Station in New York.The ruins stand also as the backdrop for the Teatro dell'Opera di Roma in the summer opera season and tonight the play was Nabucco ( English Nebuchadnezzar), the opera by Giuseppe Verdi, based on the biblical story. The best-known number from this opera is the Hebrews' Chorus, "Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate" ("Fly, thought, on golden wings"). This chorus is today nearly "pop"music, but it's another thing to see, and hear this music on a stage with the ruins as a background and the moon shining above, it's absolutely magnifica.

I love opera music but it's even more fantastic to enjoy it in their own specific surroundings, Nabucco in Terme di Caracalla, Aida in the Arena di Verona, or even better, in front of the Pyramids in Egypt. Or "Die Zauberflöte", the Magic Flute in Salzburg or in Vienna. La Boheme in the Paris Opera, Tosca at La Scala in Milano or La Traviata at the Metropolitan in NY. And, with it's fabulous acoustic, to enjoy Madame Butterfly at the Sidney Opera house.

Sherry had never experienced anything like this, and even though both Luigi and I have been there before, it's as impressing each time. Our little beauty, dressed in a peach colored silk dress with matching stockings (the evenings could be a little bit chilly) was as bewitched by the performance.

After the opera Luigi's taxi friend picked us up and took us to a little trattoria he know well for a late dinner. Excellent food and wine, Sherry with three men as we invited Luigi's friend, a good looking man in the mid forties, for the dinner. Chatting, laughing, flirting, Sherry was the sensual female center, she was now and then kissed by Luigi and me and after a while she rose over the table and kissed even Sandro, the taxi man. But when I whispered ro her, "Do you want an extra man ?", she laughed and answered she was fully happy to learn to take care of Luigi and me.

In the car back to the villa we noticed an increase in sexual tension, Sherry was very aroused by the male assiduous attentions as we slid our hands frequently over her body, now and then the hands met under her skirt close to her pussy. We all know what was going to happen but still not how.

******

As soon as we closed the doors to the villa we took Sherry in our arms and as she caught her breath with the pleasure that ran through her, Jan turned her and kissed her lips slowly. He rocked the length of his athletic body, moving her along with him as his hand slid up her skirt raising it above her hips. He grasped her buttocks with both his hands and molded his pelvis against hers suggestively, as if to let her know exactly how hard his cock was for her.

All this was done in front of Luigi, as if Jan was helping her to perform some kind of erotic strip of her own. Then Sherry felt other hands move over her body, her skirt pulled down to the floor and removed, her blouse unfastened slipped away, leaving her naked and exposed in her peach colored bra with matching garter belt and stockings. She was lovely, slender legs, round breasts, and this beautiful bottom and the smooth shaved mons pubis. Having the hands upon her naked flesh was so erotic, Jan could feel her whole body come alive with tingling anticipation

Luigi's hard body pressed against her from behind, sandwiching her against Jan, the two of them rotating their hips so she was moved between them in the most erotic fashion. Her breath caught in her chest, it was as if they were dancing with her, a slow sexy thrusting exotic dance. The hands that stroked and caressed her body as they moved made her sigh with ecstasy, relaxing against the two men who held her and like this we moved eagerly towards the bedroom.

She felt Luigi behind her slide his cock between her buttocks, not entering her but moving in and out of the crack between her legs. Jan released himself from his pants, his cock pointing straight at her wet shaved pussy. He slid it's shaft between the slippery lips of her vaginal opening, sliding along the length of her slit spreading her open with his rock hard erection.

Both cocks moved back and forth in a sawing motion, setting Sherry's passions on fire, they made her feel like a sex goddess wanted and desired by those two wonderful men. She moaned and kissed Jan, Luigi behind unhooked her bra and massaged her breasts expertly, teasing and pulling at her solid nipples. The combination of both naked men tantalizing her while they ground themselves against her bare skin. Watching herself in the mirrors made her cunt so slippery, both the cocks plunging back and forth slid along her folds easily.

"I think our little woman is ready," Jan murmured and Sherry felt herself being held steadyas Jan buried his wedge of man meat deep inside her hot swollen pussy. She gasped and moaned loudly as the hard rod of man invaded her silky depths, she was so horny his entry into her fuck hole almost made her cum on the spot.

Just as Sherry was getting used to the plunging rolling motion of Jan driving himself up inside her, she felt Luigi nudge the hard bulge of his penis against the tight hole of her arse. She moaned "Oooh" and tensed a little at the idea that once again have both of them inside her at the same time, something she had never experienced before she arrived in Rome.

"Relax Sherry, we will make sure you will have another night never to forget" Luigi murmured in her ear as he stroked her sides gently. With a little effort he finally nudged himself into her puckered hole , slowly moving his rigid shaft into the depths of her bowels as Jan moved out of her slick pussy. As one entered the orifice his cock occupied the other exited, and so began for Sherry another incredible fucking of her life.

Her body rocked and plunged between the two men to the rhythm of the music of Ravel's "Bolero" that filled the room. The only reason she remained standing was because she was impaled like a rag doll between them on their cocks. Her moans and cries of pleasure as she reached a shuddering orgasm, the first for the night.

Sherry felt Luigi cum deep inside her arse, the hot spurts of sperm spraying against the sensitive walls of her anal passage. When he withdrew, she felt Jan start to thrust into her with greater force, he continued until he had spent his load deep inside her orgasm-swollen cunt.

After a minute like this Sherry was moved gently over and laid down on the bed, then she noticed Luigi disappear for a moment to the bathroom to wash his cock to return and join her with Jan.

I lay on her right, Luigi lay on her left. As I slid alongside her, I found again how her skin was exceptionally smooth. She smelled sweet and clean, with possibly a touch of Chanel. She was relaxed sandwiched between the two of us, but she was still excited.

"Touch my breasts," she said, and Luigi and I obliged. Her breasts were nice, well sized, very firm, and with nipples that soon became quite hard. I alternated between cupping her breast with my hand and gently pressing her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Feeling her nipple harden excited me, and my cock stirred slightly. She moaned a little and shifted on the bed, she was adored it. She touched my thigh tentatively with her hand. She was moaning more strongly now as we brought her nipples to hard little points of desire. She twisted slowly from side to side as one or the other of us sent particular pleasure through her.

But she was still trying to hold back, in spite of the pleasure she was feeling, as it to prolong the sensual sensations as long as possible. I decided to see if I could move her to a level that would involve her total surrender to enjoyment. While continuing to manipulate her nipple with my left hand, I slipped my right hand in a slow caress along her flat belly, stroked her thigh for a few moments to prepare her for what was coming, and then began to touch her pussy. She was wet from the fucking and her new excitement but I didn't want to rush things -- instead, I gently fingered her outer labia, feeling for that magic connection that is almost always there. Her shaved pubic felt like the down on a newborn baby's head, and I could feel a ripeness in her that made me dizzy. I used the flat of my hand to press against her clit, already aroused, sticking up out of the folds of her mound. The electricity was there. I touched her slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, telling her with my hand what her choices were, asking unspoken questions as her clit began to stiffen more. Her body made her decision, with a deep, shuddering groan, the tension drained from her and she abandoned herself to my hand.

Her self induced resistance was broken. She was breathing more rapidly now, moaning with pleasure as Luigi and I touched her. We continued at a slow, relaxed pace, and I felt her pussy oozed slippery with lubricant. I felt Luigi's hand touch mine as he reached down to caress her. I let him continue with her pussy; I slipped my hand away to stroke her still stocking clad thighs between her knees and her pussy. Her knees were so delicate to touch. Luigi looked over at me and smiled, and I grinned in return as Luigi noticed that Sherry was holding my cock and that I was quite hard. He was wet and still not stiff, but he wasn't worried -- he knew what would get him hard.

Sitting up, Luigi moved down to kneel by Sherry's pussy. He spread her legs gently and moved between them, then began to eat her. It was intoxicating: between the warm, sweet smell of her pussy and the salty-sweet taste of her fluids, Luigi was completely bewitched. He alternated between slipping his tongue inside her and licking her clit, which by now was quite responsive. He could feel the colors move through her as he moved his tongue. Luigi glanced up for a moment to see what I was up to, I was working on both of her nipples with my hands, and we were kissing deeply. Slowly and carefully, he slipped his thumb into her while continuing to suck on her clit. She was gasping for breath between kisses with me and it was obvious that it was not a matter of "if" so much as "when".

It was clear from my erection that I was ready to mount her, but Luigi was unwilling to relinquish the sweet wetness of her pussy. Incredibly, we solved the problem without speaking a word. He moved from between her legs and lay beside her "69" fashion, his face at her pussy and his feet by her head. She turned onto her right side, so that her back was to me and her navel was near Luigi's chest. I lifted her left leg slightly, twisted around to get comfortable, and slipped my cock into her pussy from behind and I reached around her to continue fondling her nipples. By now she was moaning and panting continuously, which had Luigi very aroused. Once I was positioned, he began to lick her clit again while my cock moved in her.

We remained this way for long, from time to time, I would slip out of her, and Luigi would have to put me back in. The first time this happened, she exclaimed, "He put you back into me!" but after that, she just groaned. His cock felt like mine, except that I was slippery with her juices, and it was marvelously strange when he touched me. I think Luigi felt very powerful when he placed my cock so that I could penetrate her again.

It was incredible, it seemed like I could go on forever, pumping and thrusting in a steady, relentless way that kept Sherry moaning and crying like a wild thing. Sometimes I moved with long, full strokes that took me nearly outside her (it was on these strokes that Luigi occasionally had to put me back into her), other times Imoved with a staccato rhythm that I thought would surely bring me to climax. But nothing seemed to shake my control, ( or was it that in my age it could take longer than before), I was savoring every inch of her cunt as we were locked into an intimacy that we knew well.

And Luigi's mouth was always there, his lips nibbling on her clit, his tongue tasting her clit and labia, nibbling and tasting, with her clit hard and stiff in its sheath. He noticed that my smell was different from hers, but they were both delicious. Whenever I thrust forward, she thrust forward too, and when she thrust forward, Luigi gave an extra lick to her clit.

While Luigi was licking her she caressed his cock and balls, and her hands were very skillful. Too skillful, in fact, because it became obvious to him that if she continued touching him like that, he was going to spill onto the bed before soon. Reluctantly, he therefore moved his cock away from her so that he could more fully focus on licking her.

She came four times in less than fifteen minutes. The first two times were sharp, sudden, aching spasms that passed like summer cloudbursts. The third time was cataclysmic, she screamed, screamed again, and continued to scream until we thought she would pass out. Luigi's mouth was on her clit, and he could feel the paroxysms sweep through her as my cock impaled her like a pin through a butter- fly. She went on forever, longer than we would ever have thought possible. The fourth time was almost anti-climactic, a sort of quiet aftershock that left her quivering and shaking but finally satisfied.

Sherry was resting quietly, my rock-hard cock in her pussy, Luigi's mouth on her clit and time passed quietly.

"Stand up on the bed," she asked Luigi. He got to his feet and stood facing her, Jan was lying on his back, looking up at Luigi. Sherry twisted around so that she was straddling Jan's cock and facing Luigi and she moved down so that Jan's cock penetrated her again, then took Luigi's cock in her mouth. She caressed his balls with one hand and used her other hand to circle the base of his cock. She looked wonderful, her face was beautiful with her lips around his cock, her face suffused with sensuality and satisfaction.

And she started to suck him with an eager efficiency that was almost professional and which had an appeal of its own and watching her beautiful lips working on his shaft, he felt a rush of power and desire, he ached for her, and holding her head in his hands so that he could better thrust into her mouth, he was overcome with a feeling of utter tenderness for her.

"I'm going to come," Luigi finally said, and she slipped him out of her mouth and massaged him with her fingers. As she took him the last few strokes to orgasm, it was clear to me that her talent was not only in her mouth, but also her fingers, she was just enough out-of-sync with him that her touch first delayed his climax, moving him inch-by-inch closer to orgasm but never letting him quite reach it, and then amplified it with a few agonizing strokes that were totally in sync, so that it was Luigi's turn to scream uncontrollably as his seed spurted onto her breasts and splashed down onto Jan's chest, and she looked up at him with an expression we knew well, the look of power that comes with giving another person total satisfaction.

Her body shuddered and shook as a response to simultaneous stimulation and brought her to a new powerful multiple orgasm, her body continuing to be hit by wave after wave of pleasure as Jan's cock inside her battered against her cervix.

The cock in her mouth exploded again, covering her lips and face again with small globules of white semen. Luigi was dried out, he was now empty, she had drain him completely. Sherry gasped and cried out as the cock inside her squirted still the wonderful sticky load up inside her womb.

After a minute both cocks were subsequently removed and she watched as Luigi opened a bottle of champagne. She was drenched in the cold liquid when it squirted out of the bottle, the two men immediately starting to suck and lick at her champagne coated nipples.

Sherry was given a glass from the bottle, the cool champagne soothing her cum filled mouth. The rest of her body was doused in the bubbling liquid running down over her hot swollen pussy lips, cooling her down. The bottle was passed around and she found herself being turned over onto her stomach again, her legs spread wide.

Turning around she found herself looking into Jan's eyes". Sherry, your are an exceptional woman", his cock pressed hard against her pelvis as he spoke to her, she realized he wanted her again and she was ready.

Her hand moved down to grasp his cock and he moaned deeply as he moved against her, lifting her leg up she guided him as he slowly pushed himself inside her, he rode her again with strong penetrating thrusts. But he slowed down and only stayed for a while inside her, whispering in her ears words of love, of admiration, and Luigi who had kneeled down close to her whispered the same.

Arms and legs entwined, Sherry was a mess of cum and sweat and she was trembling continuously from the battering her body had received. Jan put his arm around her comfortingly and with help of Luigi she was lifted up to the bed as Jan whispered "I think you've had enough, my love, you are an exceptional woman, we have really enjoyed you, but now, we all need to sleep".

At some point, while the three of us lay there in the post-coital euphoria, we started to laugh, partly from joy, partly from relief, but maybe mostly from pride, pride in again having pleased each other, at having pulled it off. It felt good to laugh together, the smells of our bodies filling the room. We lay there, Sherry's head resting in Jan's lap, and his eyes admiring her trim lines, Luigi stroking her head. She heard them whisper "You really are something special," and she gave us an enigmatic smile.

And then she cuddled up between her men, she was a sleep within half a minute, hardly knowing Luigi and Jan continued to slowly caress her body.

To be continued.......