My first Theesome

“You know I can't resist the sight if you fingering that cute little arse!” he answered.
Clare looked back at me, “You want to see him fuck my arsehole with his cock?”
Again, all I could manage was a stifled moan and a nod.

Rob got up on the bed and without Clare moving at all, save for pulling her fingers out of her now slightly gaping arse, positioned himself over my head and buried his big cock all the way into Clare's waiting hole. She gasped and moaned at the same time. He pulled out slowly and began rhythmically fucking her. Her mouth went back to my cock, but this time her moaning was a constant.

This got my cock as hard as if I hadn't cum. I didn't think it was possible. Clare was trying to talk to me through heavy moaning, “You said... ...you liked anal... ...do you want... ...some of this tight.... ...arse on your cock...?”

I didn't really say anything this time, just a knowing look of approval and some nodding.

As if in response to the fact that his 'turn' was over, Rob pounded a few hard strokes into her and pulled out. Her arse gaped briefly before pulling closed. Clare crawled down the bed and turned over. She was facing me as she guided my cock into her arse. I was expecting it to be less tight after the pounding Rob had given it, but it was like a vice on my cock.

She pushed all the way down until I was filling her to the hilt. “Does that feel as good for you as it does for me?”. I could only nod as her as pulsated around the base of my cock. Clare reached down and rubbed her clit. I could hear how wet she was. She kept eye contact with me as lifted her now soaking hand and tasted her own juices.

She began a slow grinding on my cock. Not up and down, but a circular motion. Rob had gone from the bed and manoeuvred himself behind Clare. He grabbed her by the hair and forced her face towards mine. I couldn't tell what was going on, but realised when Clare's ass seemed to get incredibly tight and her face showed the strain of Rob's cock forcing it's way into her ass with mine.