Estella Rolls

Dream vs Reality - Part 9 (last one)

Added 2025-05-25 13:00:03 +0000 UTC

Lisa quietly reentered the room, the soft click of her wheels barely making a sound. She paused for a moment, watching J and Estella, a gentle smile curling on her lips as she slowly began to undress, letting her dress slip away.

J turned slightly, helping Estella shift — easing her onto his lap, her beautiful upper body revealed, her long hair a little tousled and wild. Her legs straddled him, feet resting on either side of his hips, as he held her firmly at the waist, his hands steadying her.

Lisa transferred onto the bed, settling beside them.

“Welcome back,” Estella murmured softly, glancing at Lisa with a small smile.

Lisa leaned in close, her voice a gentle whisper. “Continue,” she breathed, her eyes warm, tender, amused.

J’s hands moved slowly upward, squeezing Estella’s waist, then sliding higher. Estella leaned down, her hands trailing over his chest, and they kissed — slow, deep, savoring the moment.

Lisa, now stretched out beside them, reached for J, her fingers wrapping around him just the way she knew he loved, drawing a sharp breath from his lips.

Estella giggled softly against his mouth as J’s hands slid lower, hugging her close, feeling the perfect curve of her hips and the soft roundness of her backside.

Between the two women, J felt completely surrounded, adored, and wanted — and in that moment, he could barely believe his luck.

Estella shifted slightly, he moved her slightly with his hands around his hips, she couldn't feel the hard pressure beneath her. Somehow she could feel some excitement. Her clit swelled. She let out a soft sound, biting her lip as J’s hands gripped her waist firmly, guiding her gently, feeling every subtle movement, every teasing brush of her against him.

Lisa, lying beside them, watched with hungry eyes, her fingers still wrapped around J's hard dick, stroking him slowly, deliberately, making him shudder with pleasure even as Estella kissed his mouth, his jaw, his throat.

“God, you feel good,” J murmured against Estella’s ear, his voice thick, his breath hot.

Estella smiled, her cheeks flushed, her hands exploring his chest, then sliding down over his stomach, fingers teasing the edge of his underwear before slipping beneath, joining Lisa’s hand in a slow, delicious caress.

J groaned, his head falling back, overwhelmed by the sensation of of more hands — Estella delicate and teasing, Lisa confident and knowing — working together, driving him wild.

Estella leaned down again, kissing his chest, her hair brushing across his skin as she slowly ground her hips forward, teasing him through the thin fabric still separating them.

Lisa reached up, pulling Estella closer, kissing her shoulder, her back, whispering softly into her ear as her hands roamed over both their bodies.

“Let’s take these off,” Lisa murmured, tugging at J’s underwear with a playful grin. Estella helped, laughing softly, her fingers brushing along him as they freed him completely, his arousal now fully exposed, twitching under their touch.

J gasped as Estella settled back over him, skin to skin now, her thighs spread wide, her warmth pressing down against him, teasing, torturing. Lisa lay close beside them, her hands still exploring, her mouth finding J’s neck, Estella’s shoulder, anywhere she could reach, leaving kisses, soft bites, little gasps of pleasure.

“Are you ready for this?” Lisa whispered, her eyes locked on J’s, her voice low, breathless.

J could barely nod — but then, teasingly, Estella smirked and began to slide off him, easing herself down to the side.

“You should enter her,” Estella murmured softly, her voice laced with both invitation and mischief.

Lisa let out a small, surprised laugh, kissing J’s cheek, then his jaw. She turned to Estella and, with a bold glint in her eye, whispered, “Can we both do you, Estella?”

Estella blinked, caught off guard. That wasn’t what she had imagined — she had pictured J and Lisa together while she simply watched or touched. But now, the air in the room was thick, pulsing with desire and heat, and J and Lisa were both watching her, eyes full of consent, wanting, no hesitation.

“Are you… sure?” Estella asked softly, checking, searching their faces, wanting to be certain this was real, that this wasn’t just the heat of the moment.

Neither J nor Lisa wavered. Their eyes, their touch, everything radiated longing and permission.

With a shaky breath, Estella gave a small, breathless nod.

In that instant, J moved, his hands gentle but eager as he helped lay Estella down, spreading her delicate legs apart. Lisa moved in beside him, their mouths meeting in a heated, tangled kiss right above Estella, their hands sliding down together to caress her thighs, her hips, her trembling body.

Lisa’s lips trailed lower, pressing kisses along Estella’s inner thighs, teasing, tasting, until finally her mouth pressed firmly between Estella’s soft folds, licking with an eager, hungry energy that made Estella gasp aloud, her fingers twisting in the sheets.

J, meanwhile, reached one hand down to Lisa, sliding his fingers between her thighs, stroking her just the way she loved, making her moan softly even as she kept working Estella with her tongue. The sight, the sounds, the sheer rawness of it made J ache with need.

Lisa’s moans grew higher, J’s fingers pressing into her hips, her eyes fluttering as she tried to keep going on Estella despite her own rising pleasure. But soon, she gasped, her body tensing, trembling, as a shuddering orgasm washed over her — her eyes rolling back, her breath catching, her mouth pulling away as she struggled to catch her breath.

J leaned in, helping, taking over as Lisa sagged against the bed, flushed and smiling weakly. His fingers joined the motion, stroking Estella, building her up higher and higher. Estella’s body spasmed lightly, her breath catching in her throat as waves of pleasure rippled through her, seeing them both there, touching her, giving to her.

The room was filled with flushed cheeks, gasps, breathless laughter, and the heady scent of sweat and desire — a tangle of limbs, mouths, and hands, three people lost in the moment, in each other.

After their intense moment together, the three lay back, flushed and catching their breath. Estella quietly transferred herself back into her wheelchair and rolled to the bathroom, leaving J and Lisa alone on the bed, sipping water, smiling, bodies still buzzing with energy.

J remembered the cash he had set aside, he got up and quietly slipped it into Estella’s small bag on the table, alongside the snacks, the wine, and the remaining condoms. When Estella emerged from the bathroom, she caught his eye and gave him a small, knowing smile.

J returned to the bed where Lisa sat, sipping water, her skin glowing, her eyes warm. “Let’s make sure she’s sure,” Lisa murmured softly, her hand gently resting on J’s thigh. J turned as Estella rolled closer, smiling curiously.

“Ask me what?” Estella said, her voice light, teasing.

Lisa reached out, touching Estella’s hand. “He really wants you,” she said softly, “and I agree — but only if you’re truly sure. We want you to feel good about this.”

Estella’s smile widened. “I have another idea” she said with a glint in her eye. “Why don’t we both sit on you, J? We can be on top, and Lisa… we can kiss.”

J’s breath caught. Lisa laughed softly, her cheeks flushed. “That sounds… perfect.”

They helped one another into position, careful and playful, navigating balance and movement together. J lay back, feeling the warmth and closeness of both women — the fantasy he’d carried for years now fully, breathtakingly real.

The room filled with slow kisses, gentle touches, and soft laughter. Estella’s hands braced on J’s chest, her hair falling around her face as she met Lisa’s lips in tender, exploring kisses. Lisa, ever attentive, moved with practiced ease, her body familiar and thrilling.

J closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations, the connection, the sheer joy of the moment — his girlfriend and his dream woman sharing this experience with him, wrapped in intimacy and trust. He felt himself cresting on a wave of pleasure and emotion, his heart racing as Lisa’s whispered encouragement reached his ear.

When release finally came, it was not just physical; it was emotional, electric — a surge of love, relief, gratitude, and sheer happiness. He lay there, gasping softly, as the two women curled up beside him, exchanging soft kisses and quiet, contented laughter.

After a few moments, J rose quietly, heading to the bathroom to clean up, his mind spinning with everything they had just shared. It was, without doubt, the most unforgettable night of his life.

J remembered the cash he had set aside and quietly slipped it into Estella’s small bag on the table, alongside the snacks, the wine, and the remaining condoms. When Estella emerged from the bathroom, she caught his eye and gave him a small, knowing smile.

“Ask me what?” Estella said, her voice light, teasing.

Lisa reached out, touching Estella’s hand. “He really wants you,” she said softly, “and I agree — but only if you’re truly sure. We want you to feel good about this.”

Estella’s smile widened but you could sense her doubt. “I have a better idea,” Lisa said with a glint in her eye. “Why don’t we both sit on you, J? I can be on top, and Estella on your face… we can kiss.”

J’s breath caught. Lisa laughed softly, her cheeks flushed.

J lay back, his heart pounding as he helped guide Lisa carefully onto him. Lisa made his boner disappear into her wet warm tunnel. Then he helped Estella. It wasn’t easy — Estella’s balance was delicate — but together, they moved with patience and quiet laughter, adjusting and supporting one another. Estella braced herself gently on J’s chest, her long hair falling in soft waves, her smile warm and inviting.

Lisa shifted, finding her place with familiar ease, her hands resting on J’s chest, one reaching to touch Estella’s arm. Slowly, they leaned in, their lips meeting in tender, exploratory kisses above him, the air between them charged with affection and desire. Above him he saw his two favorite women, their breasts, their bodies touching, their lips kissing.

For J, the moment was overwhelming in the most beautiful way — his girlfriend and his longtime dream woman, both here, both with him, sharing this closeness. The three of them moved together, finding a rhythm, their laughter mixing with soft gasps and sighs, a highlight among many in this unforgettable night. J sucked Estella's clit and it didn't take long till she reached another high. She moaned. And Lisa kept moving on his dick. He really tried hard not to cum.

Lisa, ever attuned to her own pleasure and J’s, let herself relax into the moment, warmth building between them. J felt himself lose track of time, completely immersed in the feeling of being surrounded, touched, and loved by these two incredible women. Estella moved to the side and started kissing J. Her lips, her tongue. While Lisa's started to move faster. J couldn't hold back any longer.

After a few moments, J rose quietly, heading to the bathroom to clean up, his mind spinning with everything they had just shared. It was, without doubt, the most unforgettable night of his life.

J's dream had become reality.

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