The anticipation and intensity of the feeling of her asshole opening for my beaconing rod was nothing new to me. Anal sex was still something that I had internal turmoils around from time to time, right or wrong, spiritual or dogma, who fucking cares. It's intense and magical. I could feel her sphincter muscles staring to relax; allowing my purple helmeted soldier, now at full attention, to be swallowed by her slowly lowering chamber. I liken it to the over-squeezed handshakes from an overbearing uncle who, I remember as a kid, had with mitts the size of a catchers glove. He always took pleasure in squeezing the shit out of my hand. It always buckled my knees and when it was finally released, there was a hot, burning, tingling sensation that although odd. It felt really cool after though. The sensation is not to be missed. This time was no different, the little soundless pop, and the head of my rod was engulfed.....my balls are tingling as I write this my cock definitely stirring I can feel the sensation and could almost relive and expel the same carnal, back of the throat, moan. But this time was different...Her back was now in front of my face. Both of us angled back on the deep leather couch. Placing my lips at the nape of her neck I could smell the sweat fragrance of the Eau de toilette she had prepared herself with. I was now staring at Sebastian who was now lowering himself in front of me. Sebastian like myself was a swimmer, he had a fantastic frame, he was handsome but also rugged as he kept a well manicured beard long before they were trendy. His cock was longer than mine a touch thinner but he had a big mushroom head. That should do some damage I thought. I remember watching his face as he started to enter Claire. The pleasure on his face as he stroked his cock along her velvety slit was fantastic to see. "I don't think she is wet enough", he declared. This was bullshit as I am not sure she could have been any more ready. It was then I had a new surprise, as Sebastian ceased his assault, dropped to his knees and buried his face in Claire's full bush. "The liberal French and their societal ways"...sometimes as think they go out of their way to be different...."c'est ca joix de vivre! What ever pre-conceived thoughts I had in my head immediately stopped as for the first time ever I felt a mans bearded chin against the base of my cock and balls. Fuck me, I liked it, I liked it a lot....Incidental touching..fuck ya, I was getting turned on and started to grove with each of the orchestrated motions that Claire was enjoying.
A woman's face versus a bearded mans face is like the difference of listening to the sweet musings of an Cello solo against a Metallica concert. Brazen and forceful...fuck, I was opening new doors here. For me the sensation ended all too soon, as Sebastian emerged smiling, as Claire's gyrations and moans were announced her impending release. "Not yet", he smiled, "let do this together....!"
Claire and I were now starting to melt into each other the sweat of her body pooling in between us, my rod had now been fully suck into her arse, my god we were one person. The moment Sebastian's mushroom entered Claire, was the first time, that I truly understood how thin the velvet wall between a woman's "Netherlands" truly is. I could feel Seb's cock through her. It was incredible!
Claire was now in full rapture, her head all the way back to the right of my head. I had her firm breasts in each hand; nipples between thumb and pointer finger.
Again my eyes turned to Sebastian. He now was also on another plane...gone to some distant world. He was now slowly moving back and forth inside of Claire like a piston of an old fashioned steam train. The all powering steam, channeling the three of us in a mesmerizing euphoric chant, I only wished I had recorded it. The sounds of sex are enough to completely arouse me. I am often in hotels and from time to time I get to hear other people fucking. It a true benefit of travel, often allowing me a self "happy ending" to my evening .
Sebastian was now increasing his pace....I could feel his knob moving up and down my cock....nothing could have prepared me for the intensity of the moment. Un-fucking believable....If I could bottle it there is no doubt I would be a billionaire. His release came on so sudden, I watch as Sebastian's face curled, his eyes rolled into the back of his head. I swear I could feel the heat transferred through Claire's membrane, as Sebastian released his load. Claire now in full scream, clamped down on me with a force I have never felt before. Every muscle in her body became taught as she shuddered in ecstasy. It was too much for me to contain as I instantly released every drop of milk out of my swollen balls. The intensity of the sensation of, my cream, in her tight asshole, being squeezed around my cock was nothing I had ever felt before. ......Rapture.
They say to get true accuracy of location, you need three points to allow triangulation. At that moment I touched the location, a place that remains the ultimate goal. I have no idea how long the three of us stayed in that position. I would like to say that we carried on with act two, but honestly I believe we were all completely drained and completely satisfied. This was my first DP. My first ever "incidental touching" ......the first time I felt the power of another man's cock and another man's release.....Unforgettable...insurmountable!