I sit next to him on the sofa feeling awkward. I always find these things a little awkward. She excuses herself to the bathroom and he pounces on me. Lips ravaging mine. I stretch out and pull him into me. We kiss. She comes back and kisses him too. We go to her bedroom. I get down on my knees infront of him and suck his cock. It's thick and long and smooth and perfect to dine on. He lets me pleasure him a while then pulls me upright. We move onto the bed and I continue to indulge on his delicious flesh.
She tells me to get on my back and tells him to lick me. He buries his head in my pussy and gives me some pretty exquisite oral. His tongue is smooth and wet and eager and it feels very fucking good. I pronounce the virtue of his talents to the room.
She tells him it's time to fuck me. I'm still on my back, wide eyed like a bunny in the headlights. Before I've really thought on it he's on top of me and his cock is making a rough entrance into my flesh. I moan deeply it feels good. We fuck and switch positions. She lays infront of me on the bed and I lick her until she squirts down my throat, while he screws me hard from behind.
We break and I leave the room and come back, and they're lying next to each other chatting. She tells me to suck his cock again. She's talking dirty, telling me to choke on him, take all of him, suck him deep. He's covered in my spit. My eyes are glazed and watering. And I'm tripping out in my head. A little drunk. Seeing colours. Absorbing the sensations. Feeling the heat of his body radiate towards me. The warmth of his cock in my. God I'm so wet.
She excuses herself as being sated and leaves us too it. We start to rut again. Desperate. I'm sore and beyond orgasm. Floating in a realm of continuous deep pleasure. He has his hands on my arse and my waist and at one point he holds the back of my neck and relentless smacks himself into me. I like it like this, rough and talentless. When I become no one, just a vessel to fill. I moan and trip out and interject with dark chat.
"You're fucking me so hard. You're hurting me. Do you like fucking my tight little pussy? Do you like making me moan?"
He is breathless. He grunts at me. His grip tightens.
"Come in my pussy. Please come. Are you gonna come for me? I want to feel you fill me up. Fuck me harder"
He doesn't hold back. Relentlessly cramming every inch of his cock into my hole. It aches deep. My mind swarms with satisfaction.
"Baby, please come for me"
He flicks his hips again and again until he climaxes in an exasperated hard breath. I feel the force of his effluent pulse into its prison of latex and I feel utterly satisfied in his release. Calm in my head. Calm. Warm. Empty.
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