It is said opposites attract, but like minds BOND!
And when they do… Ohhh, the things that they do!
Opposite sex but almost mirror images of each other.
A connection shared unlike most. Thoughts linked so that arousal is always mutual. He licks, she cums. The sweet spot receiving the attention is not her’s but she revels in the shared thought of his arousal so she too is glistening wet. This is just a prelude of what’s to cum. A build up to the crescendo of their shared climax. The raw force being channeled into their third partner. Leaving her charged up but drained from expending and enduring it all. Hot, wet, dripping with sweat. The sweet scent of their combined essence weighs heavy in the air. It keeps them intoxicated yet senses heightened. They can hear each others’ heartbeat and light breath. All the while they both think, is she ready to go again?

No words exchanged simply slow caresses so hot they leave lines of flames across each others body parts. Their names are scorched across the back of the willing concubine.
She lays between them unknowing that she is a lamb between two wolves. Their hunger not sated but elevated and intensified with each passing moment, with each caress, with the smell of her scent. She has become the key to their pent up primal passions. He is King, she is Queen and she is their cortisone.
Though she is slightly spent she senses that her host and hostess want more. They want it all. Her essence and they will have it.

The sweetest taboo she thinks. Giving herself to her and letting him take her. Oh how delicious the thought is in her mind and how sweet the queen is in her mouth.
She is adrift, floating unable to clearly perceive what she is feeling. She can’t explain what her body is doing, how it is responding. She wants to scream, sing, cry all at the same time.
Her breath is heavy and ragged, heart in throat, heartbeat in head, King buried deep inside. The tongue dances on Queen’s clit and slides across King’s shaft as though she is squirting oil on a smooth running machine. Eruption is eminent!
Queen comes apart first. Like a parchment set ablaze. Her body is smoldering and writhing on top of King.
He is on the verge. His shaft is shimmering wet. She pulls him out. Queen let’s out a gasp, he moans as her lips envelops the tip then firmly sucks the throbbing shaft into her warm, wet and inviting mouth. That is the tipping point the precipice of which there is no retreat for him. His release is poignant signifying he has been freed as has Queen.

Bodies entangled and intertwined. Enchanting heat radiates from them. Finally they are sated. Tasting and partaking of each others’ drug has them feeling like they have tasted the god’s ambrosia! Thoughts are shared are as one, of how amazing, simply amazing. The kisses on this, and this and that!!! mmmm ….
Though feeling at the summit of the experience they are still feeling comforted,
protected,
and loved.