I looked over at Alex, who was rock hard again and I smiled as he lifted me back up onto Phil’s lap and climbed behind me. There was so much cum and fluid coating my pussy that he swiped his hand under me, stroking Phil for a moment, but mostly just coating his hand in our fluids. He rubbed his cock down and positioned himself behind me.
I tensed and squeezed Phil’s cock in my pussy as my husband’s cock gently penetrated my ass. Alex leaned down and kissed the back of my neck, prompting a moan to escape my lips as Phil kissed me again. I could feel him hardening inside of me and he moaned as I squeezed him. It only took a few moments for them to find the right rhythm of push and pull, the right rhythm of squeezing and caressing my body. I’m not sure how or when my bra came fully off. I just recall Phil’s lips closing over my nipple and Alex’s hand slipping between us, stroking my clit. Phil savored each breast in turn, sucking and biting on them as they rubbed against his face from Alex’s thrusts behind me.
I was in tears as my body shivered in their alternating grips. Phil stopped grasping and thrusting into me when he noticed the tears dripping onto his shoulder, but Alex didn’t let up. Alex knew me better than that.
I leaned on Phil’s shoulders as Alex pushed me closer to my friend. Phil watched me whimper and moan as tears slid over my cheeks. His hand came up to my face and wiped my eyes. It startled me and I looked at him, curious about why he’d stopped fucking me, as my husband’s cock and hand continued to pleasure me.
I gasped and Phil pulled my lips to his, biting my lower lip gently as he watched my face in the throws of passion. My husband grunted and grabbed my throat as Phil kissed me. Alex’s hand squeezed gently, both cutting off some of my oxygen and just forcefully rubbing the front of my throat with his palm.
Phil moaned as I milked his cock within me. He’d been spent since he’d stopped thrusting, but my orgasms were unmistakable, the rhythmic clenching and releasing of pelvic muscles along his shaft was almost painful for him but he made no move to free his cock from me.
When Alex finally came I was shivering and gasping. My entire body felt like it was overloaded with sensations and the only thing I knew for certain was that I was currently incapable of standing up on my own.
Alex pulled himself free of my ass and held me carefully as he helped Phil stand with me still impaled on Phil’s softening cock. They guided me onto the edge of the counter. Alex laughed a little. The skin along my chest and cheeks was tinged a bright red and I was panting and squirming still. He smacked my bottom to get my attention.
“Jessica…you okay?” Alex asked me as he looked me over.
I nodded, it was about all I could do.
Alex lifted my legs up to rest my feet on the edge of the counter, facing the two men, Phil’s cock still plugged my pussy, he stayed rather large and my body adapted to hold him inside of me.
Alex grabbed Phil’s phone and turned the recorder on. He videoed my body as I leaned back against the mirror, a light sheen of sweat coating my skin and I panted heavily and ran my own hands over my chest and stomach. Alex grabbed my face and I smiled and made a kiss face towards the camera, he captured my saliva covered breasts rising and falling with each breath and he made his way down my body until the camera rested on this still rather impressively sized cock with my pussy stretched around it, a fair amount of my own juices and his cum both pushed from my body with the earlier thrusting and beginning to leak out on its own.
Alex put his hand under my bottom and nodded to me and I lifted myself away from Phil’s cock. There was an audibly wet noise as he fell from me and Alex’s hand was coated in my friend’s cum as it leaked out.
I bit my lip as my husband poured what was in his hand back over my clit then wiped his hand clean on my breasts, neck, lips and cheeks. He stopped the camera only after zooming out and showing my whole body glisten with the streaks of cum he’d spread over me. Alex gave Phil his phone back and took a dominating stance between us, though Phil towered over Alex by a good 6” and easily had fifty pounds on my husband, Phil didn’t try to challenge him, in fact, he made himself appear a bit smaller as he smiled at me.
Alex smirked as he looked Phil over, “It’s a one time thing, don’t go expecting access to her whenever you want now.”
Phil nodded and ran his hand through his hair as he looked me over.
I sat up and went to hop down off the counter but my legs were not yet capable of holding me and Phil caught me as I crumpled to the ground.
Alex motioned to the large bath in the corner of the room, “Wash her up. I’ll be back in a couple of hours and this will never be brought up again.”
Alex stood at the sink and washed his cock and his hands before heading off into the other room.
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