A.N.: So I've finally written the second chapter for this fic, after like… four months! Lol! Now you all know why I prefer writing one-shots…
Anyways. This chapter is a gift for two of my very best girlfriends (yes, ik it sucks, that they have to share it, but sharing can be a V good thing sometimes! :P).
Liv, babe. Happy Anniversary Cupcake! Can you believe it's been more than one whole year now that 'some hideous trick of faith' brought us together? It's CRAZY how close we became in this short time! Maybe it's got to do with us being so crazy…? *thinks* Hmm…
On a serious note though, thank you for being here for me always. To know that I can count on you no matter what is overwhelming. I don't know what I'd do without you honey, you've been & are an amazinggggggg friend to me! I fucking love you Boss! SmoocK! – your v own Kori ;)
Timi, sweetheart. Unlike with your bday fic, I'm proud to say, that I finished this one right in time for your nameday! :D Though it's still a little bit belated; meaning you gave me 3 words to write you fictions with last summer. The fact, that you couldn't even remember the words proves what a lazy bitch I was with completing the task… :$
The word I included in this chapter for you request is: 'window ledge'
Happy Nameday darling, I wish you a great day filled with laughter, because that's what matters! ;) Love you verrrrry much too! *hug* Hope you'll like it! Kisses! – V.
Now warnings:
* MM!/Will & Grace crossover
* Spending a lot of time in the company of these two filthy-minded bitches had quite an impact on me (jk of course… I was born dirty.), meaning if you don't like to read f/f, or you're too young, close this window just about right now. I was serious, when I rated this 'M'. :P
* I did mean that.
* And listen to 'I'll Be Home For Christmas' performed by Megan [Mullally]!
Okay, I think that'd be all… Oh! Thanks for everyone, who subbed to this story; if you like/d it, please let me know what you think. (: Enjoy reading!
– Merry Xmas, Honey! –
Part 2 – I'll Be Home For Christmas
"That really was fun." Donna smiled, turning her head to face Karen.
"It was honey. Shopping is fun. Oh, Jackie would be so proud, that we could convert you into a… woman." She put her hand on top of Donna's that was resting on her thigh, and playfully intertwined their fingers.
"Oh, shut up. He wasn't even there at the fun part anyways."
"Oh, wasn't he?" She squeezed Donna's hand a little.
"Nope. It was all you babe. I thought that was obvious." Donna lifted her small hand to her lips and kissed it softly, getting a smile in response. Lowering their linked hands, Donna gently pressed the outside of Karen's to her chest, letting her feel the already quickening rhythm of its rises and falls.
"Honey, don't start." Karen shook her head lightly.
They were sitting in the back seat of Karen's limo now, heading towards Sam's apartment after visiting a few more shops. The two women lost track of time whilst picking out various items what they thought would make the already promising evening even more pleasurable. Realising that Sam must've been home for at least a few hours then, they decided they've got it all covered and got on their way.
"I can't wait to get you home…" Donna leant closer and brushed her lips against Karen's. Their kiss lasted only a few moments though, with Donna pulling away, when the car slowed down, then came to a complete stop.
"You don't have to." Karen smiled, and rested her forehead against Donna's, pecking her lips once more. "We were only a few blocks away from your place. You really weren't wasting your time outside the apartment much, hmm?" Donna smiled mischievously at Karen's knowing look.
"No, not really." Still smiling she stuck out the tip of her tongue between her teeth and bit down on it sexily.
Getting out of the car, Donna insisted they could bring all the shopping bags upstairs themselves, so Karen sent her driver home, not needing his services probably until the next day… Stepping out of the elevator on their floor, Donna tried to rummage out her keys from her purse with all the shopping bags hanging from her forearm now. Entering the apartment, she threw all the bags on the floor and switched the lights on, then turned to peck Karen's lips quickly, after she packed down her load as well and straightened up. Placing her index finger where seconds ago her mouth was, she winked at Karen, asking her to stay quiet for a bit longer.
"Hi baby! Sorry for being this late, I've lost track of time spending your money." Donna said loudly, getting rid of their coats before stepping out of her high heels and motioning to Karen to do the same with her stilettos. She didn't want the clicking noises give her game away too soon. Not as if bringing home a woman, in mind with a possible three-way happening wouldn't be surprising enough in itself… Donna took Karen by the hand and led her towards their bedroom, where she thought her husband was. "Got something for us both, I'm sure you're gonna love it." She giggled, slowly making their way into the empty bedroom. "Saaaam?" She called for her husband, getting no answer this time either. He wasn't home yet.
"And I thought we were late…" Donna said; her voice rang with a mixture of disappointment and frustration.
"Didn't he say 'drop by at the office'? He should've been here already, waiting for his sexy wife to get her little ass back finally. It's been several hours, since your last smooch session in the restaurant; I wouldn't have said he can last that long without you…" Karen teased Donna, who wasn't that amused by his husband's absence.
"He could've had written me a note at least or something…"
"A note…? Where do you live honey, it's the 21st century. I'm sure he's left a message on your cell. You weren't exactly checking it these last few hours."
"You're right, hold on a second." Donna said cheerfully, as she went to her purse to grab her phone. There it was, among several missed calls, a message.
'Hi gorgeous,
tried to call you a few times.
Just having a drink with Chris, be back home asap.
Missed you today!'
Donna smiled to herself reading the short text. Her smile faded though, when she noticed, that the message was sent almost three hours ago.
"So what's up?" Karen's voice made Donna turn around to face her.
"He's having drinks with his business partner. At least he was, like three hours ago." Karen couldn't miss the slight hint of anger echoing in Donna's voice. She clearly wasn't impressed with Sam being away, but something told Karen, that Donna would find a way to get back to him, and he would be sorry. Very sorry. And just like that, a smug smile appeared on Donna's face, as an idea popped into her head…
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Sam felt his cell vibrating in his pocket and assuming it was his wife calling, took it out. It was Donna, but instead of the usual call, she'd sent him a message. Opening it, Sam raised his brows, when read:
'Wrap it up already & come unwrap this.'
He scrolled down, only to see the picture Donna had sent him of her black-lace covered breasts, pushed gorgeously up together by a killer bra that was most definitely purchased on that day.
"Are you sure, you don't want another round?" Chris snapped him out of it.
"No, thanks, I really have to go." Sam answered, typing with lightening speed a short 'On my way!' before putting his phone back into his pocket.
"Let me guess. Lovely Donna just sent you a message." Sam tilted his head down a little, and raised his glass to him, before quickly downing in one what was left of his scotch.
"Preston shoots, Preston scores."
"It was an easy one. Hope I didn't got you into any trouble with dragging you away to the office?"
"Not at all. She's not that controlling, thank god. But I have to go now." Sam added laughing, as he stood up from the table. Chris stood as well, shaking hands with Sam, and saying goodbye. They already discussed the things they wanted to, and Sam was about to leave anyways, even before Donna's message gave him just that little more incentive to go home.
"So you're sure then, you won't join us to see that play tonight? Claire is very eager to meet your Donna at last."
"No thanks, we've got our evening planned. But I'll give you a call, and we can arrange something while we're still in New York."
"You've got it all planned, huh?" Chris flashed Sam a knowing smile. Sam nodded, with 'you have no idea' written all over his face, before taking his coat on.
"Give Claire and Julianne my love."
"Same goes to your boys and Donna, Carmichael. Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas!" With that, Sam left Chris at the restaurant and got himself quickly a cab.
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"Hey gorgeous, I'm home!" Sam loudly announced when he stepped into the apartment, locking the door behind himself. "Are you ready for getting unwrapped?"
"You know for someone, who's late, you're a little bit too demanding babe, don't you think?" Sam heard Donna's voice coming from another room, and in a moment she appeared from their bedroom.
She was wearing her loose, cream-coloured silk robe, tied tightly around her waist; the only two signs of her waiting for him were her heels and her make up. He loved it when she applied make up only to seduce him. It brought back memories of the early days of their relationship, with Donna often performing with the Dynamos at nights, then rushing straight to meet him without removing her heavy make up.
Donna's eyes were accentuated with black liquid eyeliner, black mascara, and a light layer of gold, metallic eye shadow. Her extraordinary cheekbones got a slight touch of bronzing powder, making her features even more breathtaking. To make her appearance complete, Donna applied some lip balm on her lips with her fingers, bringing up the natural colour of them. She looked like an ancient goddess, with her blonde, wavy hair partly pulled up.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting sweetheart." Sam said, putting his hands on Donna's slender waist. He hungrily observed every little detail of her gorgeous face, taking it all in before he pulled her closer. His eyes finally met hers.
"You look sensational."
"Mhm, I'd say." Donna sassily smiled at him, moving her palms slowly up on his chest, feeling his muscles under his shirt. Sam leant down to capture her lips with his, kissing her softly at first. As he trailed the tip of his tongue across her lower lip, Donna wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in closer to deepen their kiss. She slid her tongue against his, making him taste a faint savour of martini on it. After a few more heated moments, Donna broke their connection, when she felt Sam's hands trying to undo the belt of her robe, and looked up at him, raising a brow.
"Come on babe…That picture was very sexy, but I'd like to see my present for real." Sam asked her softly when Donna grabbed his hands, not letting him untie the knot.
"Oh, really? How about I tell you about it?" Donna said on a low, sultry voice, still gazing into his eyes. Getting a nod and one of Sam's irresistible smiles in response, Donna then licked her lips before starting to talk, keeping her voice down.
"Remember that time, when we talked about our fantasies?" Donna could feel his breathing getting quicker, and saw his smile growing wider. Of course he remembered, and Donna was well aware of it.
A few weeks after all the busy happenings of their sudden wedding, and Sophie's departure from Kalokairi had simmered down, Donna was trying to relax a little. She was sitting in her rocking chair, on a Sunday evening with her regular crossword puzzle, when she got the feeling of being observed. Peering up over her reading glasses, her lips curled up into a sweet smile, when she noticed Sam leaning against the doorframe, watching her silently. She only had one of Sam's shirts and boxers on, and threw her pen towards Sam, when he told her how unbelievably sexy she looked. She didn't realise just how sincere her husband's compliment was, until he went right up to her, and lifting her up, carried her to their bed… After their hasty, but nonetheless satisfying quickie, Donna – panting, and still wearing his shirt – got to know, that her wearing his clothes – well, shirts to be exact – was a major turn on for Sam. They shared a few of their sex-fantasies then with each other; a conversation, that needless to say led to another long and heated night…
"When you told me about the…"
"…garter belts?" He cut her off impatiently, his hands already trailing down on her body, in search of the sexy accessory.
"Yes. And…?" Donna carried on, her own breathing getting shallower as well, when Sam's seeking fingers found the top of her thighs and felt the straps of her garter belts through the thin material of her robe.
"Oh, god… Please tell me, you got yourself a riding crop…"
"Hmm, maybe I did…" Donna whispered into his ear and felt him growing hard against her, when she ran her fingernails lightly across his nape. "So far not bad Carmichael. But think of something waaay better, handsome…" She bit down on his earlobe.
"Did someone just say riding crop?" The completely unexpected voice startled Sam, and made him let go of Donna, and turn around. His jaw dropped.
There she was, Karen Walker, standing in front of him in all her glory. Holding a riding crop. Wearing lingerie. Tiny black knickers and a matching, black, lace push-up bra actually. It didn't take Sam long to recognise the piece of clothing, especially with her milky white breasts almost spilling over the top; Donna took and sent him a picture of Karen's décolletage… His eyes trailed lower on her body. Black garter belts. Sheer, black stockings. Black stilettos. Moving his gaze back to her face, he swallowed hard; her porcelain skin was in harsh contrast with her deep red lipstick and her black contoured eyes and lashes. Her brown hair was let loose, framing her beautiful face.
"Surprise." Karen flashed him the sexiest of smiles, one that was matched only by Donna's; both of them radiating with the utmost turn on for any man: confidence. Still resting one hand on Donna's waist, Sam turned his head back, to look at her wife with the biggest grin she'd ever seen.
"If you're just messing with my head now… I'm telling you, it's working."
"Trust me darling. We're not. Promise." Donna's last statement was only a whisper, her warm breath on his skin made him close his eyes.
By the clicking of her stilettos on the hardwood floor, Sam could tell Karen's steps were nearing them, only to come for a stop behind him. He felt something trailing down on the back of his shirt slowly, and when he realised, it wasn't Karen's hand, but the leather tongue of the crop, his fingers flexed on Donna's waist and he took a sharp intake of breath.
"Say it honey. Say, you trust her." She instructed him, now making her way upwards on his spine. "Say you trust me… I can't have sex with someone, who doesn't trust me." Her movements stopped, and she pressed the tip of the crop to his shoulder-blade. Sam could feel the flexible shaft of it tensing on his back, as Karen's hand firmly held the handle. "I'm waiting Carmichael."
"I trust you." Sam finally said, barely above a whisper.
"Good." He felt the pressure on his back easing, when Karen took a step and was now standing beside Donna, facing him. "Because I don't want you to be jealous when I do this." Karen placed her free hand on the side of Donna's neck and turned her head to plant a slow, sensuous kiss on the blonde's lips. Sam was holding Donna by the waist with one hand, watching wide-eyed in close-up, as his wife kissed another woman. He was extremely turned on from the second Donna greeted him, but the unbelievable sight in front of him now heightened his want to an almost unbearable level. When Donna cupped Karen's face in her hands, she made a point of sliding her tongue into the brunette's mouth in a way, that Sam could most definitely see her doing so. Karen's hold on the crop loosened, and with a sharp smacking noise, it hit the floor. When the two women let out a conjoined moan into their kiss, and hands started wandering, Sam thought he died and went to heaven.
When they parted, Donna opened her eyes and looked into gorgeous, chocolate-coloured ones. Donna's gaze lowered to the brunette's lips now for a moment, and she smirked, noticing that Karen's previously professionally applied deep red lipstick got smeared a little. She felt even more turned on and somewhat proud of herself, that she was responsible for that. They turned their heads, both smiling mischievously at Sam, who was watching their every move mesmerized.
"Well don't just stand there Samuel, come here." Donna giggled at his facial expression and reached out for him. Sam took a step towards Donna and pressed her body tightly against his own with his arms around her hips. The taste of alcohol on Donna's lips was now more intense than previously, and it made Sam shut his eyes closed, and squeeze Donna's ass, bringing her even closer to him. Donna wrapped her arms around his neck, as she teased him with varying the movements of her tongue in his mouth. Sam nearly jumped, when he felt two skilful hands trailing down on his sides from behind, moving between him and Donna and stroking his stomach lightly. Karen's fingers found his belt buckle, and after undoing it, she slowly pulled down his zipper too. Sam's erection was throbbing between his legs, and he groaned into Donna's mouth, when Karen finally slid her fingertips into his boxers, and felt him. She took a firm hold of his penis, and let out a small gasp to discover just how hard he already was.
"Mmm, Donna…" With Karen's sexy moan for his wife adding to the sensation of her now devilishly moving fingers, and Donna's lips against his, Sam had to stop himself from coming right there in her hand.
Hearing her name, Donna reluctantly broke their kiss and gazed lustfully into Karen's eyes over her husband's shoulder. "Feel him honey."
Karen slowly withdrew her hand from Sam's underwear, and taking Donna's, she guided her to touch him. Sam took a sharp intake of breath and closed his eyes, when he felt Donna's fingers around his hard on, starting to stroke him the way he liked.
"Oh, fuck." Sam cursed under his breath, at the sensation of Karen now dragging her nails down on his back.
"You want to go to the bedroom?" Donna whispered into Sam's ear, not stopping the movements of her hand. Sam kissed her hard on the mouth as an answer, letting her know, just how much he needed her. Donna removed her touch from his boxers, and took Sam by the hand, holding out her other hand to Karen. Sam was breathing heavily, and seeing Donna and Karen sharing a wanting look wasn't really helping him. Donna led them to the bedroom, and letting go of their hands, pushed the door open. Turning back to face Sam and Karen, Donna found them staring lustfully at each other. Sam was the first one to move. He placed his hands on Karen's curvy hips, then leant down and started to kiss her neck, causing her to shiver in his arms, when he sucked on her sensitive skin. Sam slid his hands up on her sides, finally cupping her breasts and gently bit her earlobe, when he felt her nipples hardening under his touch.
Donna watched them, feeling her temperature rising at the sight of Sam holding Karen's trembling body. She was thoroughly enjoying seeing Sam so turned on, and the fact, that she could almost feel his touch on her skin just by looking at his movements only heightened her pleasure. Watching Sam now kissing Karen's bra covered breast made Donna's breathing quicken at the throbbing sensation between her thighs, as she felt herself getting wetter with each move of the couple. Karen opened her eyes and looked over at Donna, sitting on the bed, still in her silk robe, her face flushed with desire. She pulled Sam's head up from her breast and placing her palm on his chest, Karen walked him backwards, until they reached the bed. She pushed Sam to lie on his back, and straddled him, looking down at him victoriously.
"So… riding crop, hmm?" She asked him, as he rested his hands on her thighs, fiddling with the clasps of her garter belts. Sam's respond was only a deep 'mmm' to her question with Donna lying now by his side, kissing his lips. She was working on his shirt buttons, making her way downwards. When Donna was done with them, Karen leant down and trailed her red polished nails gently over his revealed chest.
"If you like women in control… and playing it a little…" She dug her nails into his skin, causing him to squirm under her. "…rough…" Sam couldn't help, but moan with frustration into his wife's mouth, as his erect penis throbbed now uncontrollably with Karen sitting only inches away from it. "…you're just gonna love this…" She added, then shifted her weight and reached to untie Donna's robe, making the blonde part from Sam's lips and sit up. Karen pulled Donna's belt off from around her waist and leant in to peck her on the mouth.
"Sit up Sam…" Donna asked him, looking deep into his eyes, after Karen eased herself off of his waist, and moving down on his body yanked off his pants, allowing him to move more freely. Sam did as he was told, resting his back on one of the pillows that were placed against the headboard.
"Since you were so late, you've left us plenty of time to think about ways of punishing you for that darling." Donna was talking on a low voice to Sam, crawling up to kneel by his side. She looked over at Karen, who was mirroring her position on Sam's opposite side, and bit her lower lip at the sensation of her husband's strokes on the back of her thighs under her robe. He was doing the same to the other woman too, grazing his fingertips delicately over the silky material of their stockings.
"We came to the decision, that it's only fair if you get a taste of how being kept waiting feels like." His wandering hands grabbed hold of their rears when Donna finished talking.
"That doesn't sound good at all, baby." He replied, shaking his head at even the thought of any more waiting; he desperately needed them to make love to him already.
Donna leant close to him and whispered slowly into his ear. "The thing is… I don't care."
She then reached behind herself to take his hand, and with Karen's help, they tied his wrist with Donna's silk belt to a wrought iron post of the headboard. Sam watched their every move delightedly and the thought of waiting seemed more and more appealing with every second.
"It's not too tight, is it?" Donna couldn't help herself, asking if he was uncomfortable. Her 'concern' for him made Sam smile lovingly at her subconscious way of letting him know, just how much she cared for him.
"Believe me honey, it's just right." Karen answered instead of Sam. "Experience." She giggled naughtily, when the couple looked at her. "Now give me your other hand please."
After finishing the job, Karen observed her work once more, before standing up from the bed and walking to the other side of it. She reached for Donna's hand, and for Sam's disappointment helped her to stand up as well.
"Being ever the gentleman you must agree with me on ladies should come first." Karen raised a brow at Sam, when she and Donna stopped after a few steps. They were standing in front of the bed, facing him as he sat there, tied up in only his boxers and his open shirt.
"Especially if they're wearing something like this…" Karen eased Donna's robe off her shoulders from behind her to finally reveal her to Sam's hungry eyes. The sight of her made him instantly move forward, only to be restrained by the knots around his wrists. Donna had on a gorgeously manufactured, provocative, cream-coloured corset and matching knickers with black garter belts holding her sheer champagne-coloured stockings.
"Look at her honey. Wouldn't you just love to touch her?" Karen's voice made Sam's body visually flinch, and it only got worse, when the dark-haired woman slowly trailed her hands up on Donna's torso to cup her breasts. She teased Donna through the material of her lingerie, making her let out a quiet moan in response and tilt her head back a little. Karen kissed her neck and staring straight into Sam's eyes, she could tell that as much as he hated not being able to move, he was enjoying the scene before himself. Donna clenched her eyes shut at Karen's next move and groaned when her fingers slid into the front of her underwear.
"Mmmm… She's so wet Sam… Is she getting so turned on always this much when she's with you, or is it just me, who gets her going?"
Without any further warning, Karen drove two fingers into Donna's tight entrance, curling them inside her. Donna had to hold on to Karen's womanly hips in order to steady herself, while she carried on, delving deeper with every slow thrust of her fingers. Karen kept eye contact with Sam, torturing him relentlessly, as Donna widened her stance and threw her head back in delight when soft lips sucked on her neck again. As soon as she felt Donna's body tensing even more, Karen removed her touch from her panties, and turned her around to come face to face with her. Donna grabbed her by the waist and kissed her hard on the mouth, pushing her tongue into it and draw Karen's into hers. Karen placed her hands on Donna's ass, giving her a tight squeeze, not only for their pleasure, but also because she knew that Sam was watching them, and he could see her doing so. Never breaking their kiss she started walking Donna towards the deep window ledge that was facing the bed and moved her fingers to the clasps of Donna's garter belts. Unclasping them, she reached for the hem of her tiny knickers and parting slowly from Donna's mouth, she pulled her underwear down her thighs.
Karen's chest was heaving, and so was hers, when Donna sat down on the window ledge, and let Karen take her knickers off completely. She then pulled the brunette closer, to stand between her now parted legs. Karen took a hold of Donna's round hips and looking deep into the blonde's eyes slid her further back in her seated position. Donna lifted her legs and widened them even more, when she placed the five inch high heels of her shoes down on the hard wood surface with a gentle 'click'. Taking a deep breath, Karen peered at Sam over her shoulder, the almost pained expression on his face and his eventual groans letting her know, that hers and Donna's actions drove him wild with desire.
"I'm going to make your wife come so hard, you've never made her before."
Karen stated firmly, flashing him a killer smile and moistening her lips before she turned her head back to Donna and attacked her neck once again with her luscious lips. Donna was now leaning on her hands behind herself, as Karen's tongue was quickly working its way down on her body, sucking her collarbone for a moment, then moving to lick and kiss the top of her breasts. Donna locked her gaze with her husband's, the mixture of pleasure and pain in his eyes intensifying her want. Knowing by her lustful 'mmm'-s, and her body's flinches that Donna needed to be touched, Karen waited no longer, and kneeling down in front of her, trailed her tongue along her wet folds.
"Oh, god!" Donna's breathless groan made Sam's body tremble with need even more, when he watched his wife being eaten out by another woman, craving nothing more, than being part of their actions.
Karen was working on Donna's clitoris now. She circled it teasingly with only the tip of her tongue and listened how Donna was responding to her moves, applying more pressure and licking her with wider strokes of her tongue when her moans got deeper.
"Uhh… yess… uhh…" Donna panted, her walls starting to tense when Karen gently grazed her teeth against her sensitive clit for a second, only to soothe the sweet spot immediately with her tongue.
"Please… I… need you to… uhh!" She started, but couldn't finish, as Karen's index and middle finger were already stretching her open, and re-entered her warmth. Donna arched her back, tilting her hips forward and taking Karen's devoted fingers as deep as they could go. They all knew – including the increasingly frustrated Sam – by Donna's shallow breaths and the way she tensed her body that it was only a matter of seconds and her orgasm would hit. It only took one more strategic curl of Karen's fingers inside her, and Donna came with a loud scream, tensing and contracting around Karen wildly as her hips continued to jerk against her. As the wonderful feeling washed over her whole body, Donna's muscles finally relaxed and she tried to regulate her heavy breathing.
Standing up from her kneeled position Karen came to face Donna, who was still panting after the mind-blowing climax she just experienced. She was highly aroused, and seeing the satisfied smile playing on Donna's lips made the throbbing between her legs becoming more intense, aching for getting her release, and fast. Hugging the brunette close to herself by her waist, Donna whispered 'thank you' into her ears before placing an open mouthed kiss below her lobe, causing Karen to shiver in her arms. After holding Donna for a few more moments, Karen slowly let go of her and turning around, she flashed Sam a predatory look. She walked over to the bed, leaving Donna behind to compose herself, never breaking eye contact with Sam, who was still speechless, trying to comprehend what he had witnessed only minutes before.
Stepping out of her stilettos, Karen climbed into the bed and crawled on all fours towards him. As soon as she reached Sam's face, she leant in and kissed him with passion, pushing her tongue with force into his mouth. It took all the self-discipline what Sam's got left to not let himself go when he tasted Donna's arousal on her lips.
"Untie me…" He whispered into Karen's mouth, begging her, desperate to touch her body. "Please…" He added, when she didn't move from her position.
"Oh, so you do know the magic word…" She whispered back, and kneeling up, loosened the knots around his wrists, letting his arms finally free. He immediately grabbed hold of her and lifted her to straddle him.
"Now I'm going to make you come so hard you've never had before." His hands were already on her back and with one expert move he unclasped her bra and threw it on the ground.
"Well don't just make empty threats… Act on it honey." Her teasing only urged him on, as he roughly took one of her hard nipples into his mouth and licking it hungrily, caused her to throw her head back and arch into his touch. She shifted her weight, creating a delicious friction between her clit and his concealed erection, and ran her fingers through his hair, when he grazed her nipple with his teeth, holding him in place.
"Mmmm… keep going…" Karen asked him, loving what he was doing to her. Sam obliged, wanting to make right on his previous statement and repeated the process on her other breast, drawing another throaty moan from her lips in response. He kissed her supple skin between her breasts and rolled her onto her back, settling himself on top of her.
Sam was still focusing on her full breasts, now cupping one of them into his hand, enjoying the way it was filling her palm completely as he kneaded her soft flesh. Karen guided his head upwards, and kissed him sensuously when she suddenly felt his body jolting. Sam relieved Karen of his weight and quickly found himself being pushed on his back by Donna's forceful palm. Lying now in between Donna and Karen, Sam's arms were around the two women. Donna's warm breath was tickling his skin as she seductively whispered into his ear.
"Get her off as you would get me off darling…"
She drew invisible circles on his perspiring chest, and making her way down on his jaw line, her mouth soon replaced her fingers. She left a trail of open mouthed, wet kisses along his toned stomach, finally coming to the top of his underwear. Sam's lips were busy as he crashed them against Karen's and still holding her close with one arm, he pushed his other hand into her soaked knickers. They groaned simultaneously into their kiss, when she raised her leg and rested her inner thigh on his hipbone, allowing his inquiring fingers to enter her. Her wetness was coating Sam's fingers as he plunged them harder into her with every thrust; already quickening the pace, when Donna pulled down his boxers in one swift move and took his rock hard penis into her mouth. Sam couldn't get over the force of the amazing sensations he was experiencing, and felt as if he would pass out in any minute.
Donna knew better than to tease him even more; she was licking his sensitive flesh the way he loved it, adding to the pressure with her gentle hands, stroking his shaft rhythmically. Karen started to whimper and bit down on Sam's lower lip, when he glided his other hand down on her bare back and grasping her ass pulled her even closer to him. His fingers slipped even deeper inside her now, and when Sam curled them upwards he hit a sweet spot, getting a low moan in response. They were both aching for their release, burning with want and knowing it wouldn't take them much longer to actually get there. Sam felt his climax nearing with increasing speed, when Donna sucked him a little harder and 'mmm'-ed around his erection. Wanting to get Karen off before he let himself go, he applied pressure on her swollen clit with his thumb and after a few more powerful moves, he felt her gripping and releasing around his fingers as she arched her back and parted from their long lip lock.
"Oh, fuck I'm theeeeeeeere!" She groaned loudly and dug her nails into Sam's chest, as her climax shook her whole body with force, and she rocked her hips, clenching around Sam's touch. He was right there with her, letting the wave of ecstasy take over him.
"Oh god, Donna!" Sam groaned and shut his eyes closed at the overwhelming sensation of coming intensely into his wife's mouth. He needed some time to come to his senses and opening his eyes, he faced the sitting Donna, who was now wiping her lips with the back of her hand. Turning his head, he smiled to see Karen's flushed face resting against his chest contentedly. Sam gently removed his touch from her and pecked her lips quickly, before looking back at Donna.
"Come here baby." His voice was soft and loving as he stretched out his arm on the sheets beside his head, inviting Donna to cuddle up to him. Donna lied down by his side, and tilted her head up to capture his lips with hers in a sweet kiss when he pulled her closer. As Karen's bare breasts were pressing against his other side, Sam could feel that her heart was still beating a little fast. He smoothed his hand up on her spine, stroking her warm skin lightly. Both Donna's and Karen's hand were resting on his chest, caressing him delicately and playing with his chest hair. They lied there, enjoying the cosy embrace in silence for a while, the only audible sounds being their peaceful breathing.
"Don't you fall asleep on us honey…" Karen said softly to Sam, and gazed into his calming blue eyes with her twinkling dark brown ones. "We're not done yet. I don't know if you noticed, but your wifey there is still wearing that corset…" Her lips curled into a cheeky smile and she playfully bit down on his neck. "It's time to get yourself some Gatorade if you ask me." Karen's last sentence made Donna giggle and Karen soon joined her, when Sam started tickling them.
To be perfectly honest, he did needed some time to regain his strength, but he was willing to do whatever it took to stay awake, not wanting to miss a single moment while he's got these two beautiful, fun and sexy women to himself. Sam didn't know what they had in mind, but he sure as hell could hardly wait to find out…
A.N.: Yes, I'll write a 3rd chapter, I'm so not out of ideas, lol… Hope you liked it; I was a little concerned about it being this long, but a certain someone assured me, that it wasn't. And I trust her. :P
I really hope it was at least half as much fun to read as it was to write! :P ;) – V.