Our damp skin joined together demonstrates how hard we’ve worked.
I’m never left out when they kiss, they caress me, tend to me. I’m more opulent than silk on soft skin. She dips her fingers in me and allows me to taste myself on her. Today I’m feeling salty. The frantic, aggressive finger pumps transform into sensual gestures. Everything is so decadent.
They continue to play while repairing my blindfold. I haven’t seen anything yet.
My sweet spot is always touched, rubbed, licked, and sucked. I’ve never been the center of attention for such intense pleasure. It’s as if I’m floating in a dream, a fantasy, but the sensation of skin on skin is real.
She eats me alive. Her tongue sounds turn me on even more, and a mouth smack makes my clit twitch. The women switch places in the middle of my rising to my second orgasm.
The one at my head licks my lips all over, while the other with her mouth rides me down below. Slow. Deliberate. Focused. Sensual.
My body shakes as she strokes my clitoris with fast, hard motions, and I lose control of it. I charge into one orgasm, then two, then three, as if they were triple-peaked. The climax floods my body, and I fall asleep immediately, soaking in the wonderful hormones they helped course through me.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, the gifts they’ve bestowed.
They all kissed me. I hear a kiss that doesn’t reach out to me. A salute to Jack.
“Whoa,” I say with a smile.
The door closes behind them with a click.
I breathe slowly and relax, running my hands over my body, remembering their touch.
Jack crawls up the bed to lie beside me as the bed depresses.
“That was incredible, babe. I really want you right now.”
He stops me as I lift my hand to remove the blindfold.
“Leave it on and keep you in this sensual state.” I want to fuck you to orgasm, their fingerprints all over you. What do you think? ” he says quietly.
He’s already touching me, his fingers tracing the impressions of the women’s hands on my skin, their mouths on my skin. As he hungrily nuzzles his open mouth around my tit, his saliva joins theirs on my nipple. He sucks and flicks my erect nipple, pausing for a moment to nibble. I flinch and smile. His hands suckle me, pausing to spoon my other breast in his curved palm. He squeezes my breast as he presses his erection against my side. It’s a sturdy log, promising sexual pleasures.
He pushes himself away from my nip. “You are stunningly beautiful. I had a great time watching them with you. I also got it all on film for us.”
He runs his hand across my neck and down my cheek. I let out a soft moan as his lips caress the hollow of my neck.
“I’d like to make love to you in this way, Opal.” When you’re all drenched in pleasure. I want to please you as well.”
“Mmmm,” I mutter, writhing in response to his touch. The contrast between his bold caresses and the memories of the women’s softer touches adds to the eroticism, and I can’t get enough of his hands on me. I’m looking for you. I want you all. Fuck me, please.”
“That will always be my intention, my love.”
As we kiss, our bodies become entangled. He tastes my skin everywhere the women did and blissfully presses his cock into my hungry cunt. The next wave of enjoyment has begun.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zfvn7b/fmf_birthday_treat_ch3