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Eyes closed as I wrap my hand around Nick’s hard on, I focus on pleasuring him using my tongue and lips as a reward for his patience tonight. It’s an… understatement to say I love giving head. The way you twitch and moan when I’m going down on you is like nothing else in this world. I feel so sexy and powerful when I’m able to reduce you to a puddle of endorphins using just my mouth. My reverie is broken when my tongue hits the right spot on the underside of Nick’s cock head and he rewards me with a deep, rumbling moan, tilting his head back. That’s my cue to keep doing what I’m doing, and Nick moans again, slightly louder this time. “Oh, wow” he stammers as I push him as far as I can take him, wiggling my soft pink tongue against his shaft and rubbing the tip against the back of my throat. I look up into his eyes when he’s pushed as far as I can take him. “Holy shit” he hisses through clenched teeth. I hold him there until I feel like I’m struggling for air and then swallow, trying to suppress my gag reflex but the angle is wrong. Nobody’s perfect, but I’m working on it. Goals are good. Pulling my head back with a gasp, I stroke his cock quickly and a string of spit joining us jiggles before breaking, landing across my cheek. I want to feel him splash on my face in the same way when he cums, I think and grin, naughtily. I take him in my mouth again and start sucking rhythmically, doing my best to maintain friction with the spot that made him jump earlier.
I feel you shoving my knees apart and I ready myself for a thorough fucking but you surprise me by biting me on my inner thigh and I barely have time to catch up with your change of plans before that beautiful mouth is on my sex. I’d really rather not describe the sound I made when you sucked my clit and rolled it between your teeth, because “girlish squeal” is so goddamn embarrassing, but here we are. I know you love pleasing me as much as I do you, but letting go fully with another person in the room was not on the agenda tonight. It seems like we’re both a little bit more into our new friend than we previously admitted. I notice that your face is angled back instead of buried into me, eyes glancing up at something else and it dawns on me that you’re getting turned on putting on a show of eating me for him. I peek up at Nick and from the way he’s staring at you I can tell he’s picturing your mouth on him instead of me.
I don’t mind. It’s almost shocking how much I don’t mind. Watching you come into your own as you explore your likes and dislikes has been fucking amazing. I found someone who is as open-minded as I am, and I’m going to share as much of this as I possibly can with you. Crossing off items on your to-do list, I’ve found some things out about myself along the way, and one happy accident was sharing you with other people. We stood on a downtown street corner one day while you described bending a woman over backwards in a bridge position to fondle and lick her exposed pussy. You kept asking me over and over, nervously, if it was too much detail but that night I had an explosive orgasm picturing the two of you together as I played with myself. I can’t remember if I ever actually told you that or just hinted. Ah well, you know now.
Your tongue plunges into me again and again. My thighs instinctively clamp shut around your ears in an effort to stop them from quivering. “Uh-uh.” You shake your head you push them apart again, spreading me wide and lavishing me with kisses. Putting on a show, indeed. When you hit just the right spot and I gasp, Nick’s hand darts out and holds you there. Your stubble scrapes against my delicate skin when you lean in further, the pressure from Nick’s hand on the back of your head goading you on.
I’m so fucking close to cumming that it takes all my self control (of which we’ve already established I have little to none) to roll my hips back, breaking contact with you.
“Please” I ask, my voice close to cracking.
“Please what?” You purr and give my thigh a nip. Nick has each of my nipples pinched between thumb and index finger, tweaking them a little sharper than I’m used to. I still don’t want him to stop, though.
“Please fuck me.” I manage. You made the mistake one time of telling me a word that drove you crazy, but I’m not ready to play all of my cards yet. I’m pretty sure that squirming on the floor in front of you, plaintively sucking another dick with my legs splayed open invitingly will be enough. You’re onto my tricks by now, though, and shake your head. I groan in frustration. I can’t make up my mind whether I want to hold out and cum or just let go now. You end up making up my mind for me.
“You said you were gonna make him finish while you blew him and…” you trail off and jerk your head at Nick’s cock which is still hanging inches from my face as he kneels over me, pressing my ample tits together and jiggling them. If it was just us, I’d yell something silly about showing you what’s what before pouncing on you, but I rein in my weirdness and grumble in mock anger before winking at you and sucking Nick into my mouth with a pop. This time, I don’t stop sucking when I feel you run the tip of your tongue up and down my dripping slit, and I stay on task even when you push a couple of fingers into me. I’m going to prove to you both how amazing it feels to use me to make yourself come.
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Nick’s breath is coming in quick, shallow gasps now. I give him one, two quick strokes and pull him out of my mouth just as he begins cumming. Mouth hanging open slightly he groans, shooting thick ropes over my chin and neck. I grin and draw his still pulsing cock into my mouth, managing to catch the last few drops. This is always a tricky maneuver because some are so sensitive after coming but it seems our friend can handle my gentle sucking as his orgasm ebbs. His chest is heaving and he looks down at me in disbelief when I tickle his balls with my tongue and wink up at him. I really do love sucking cock. There’s something else I need now, though. “Can I please have your cum too?” I purr, head propped on Nick’s thigh from where he’s collapsed next to the couch with legs spread.
You have my knees pinned near my ears before I can even blink. I’ve been waiting for this moment all night, when I see you poised over me and you look up from where you’ve been rubbing me with your hard on, marvelling at how wet I am. Your weight shifts, you push past the resistance as my sweet warmth opens up, stretching, and you slide in to the hilt. In that moment, I feel so close to you that my heart could burst. I’m filled by you, held down as you begin to pump slowly, searching my eyes. You say I have a particular expression when we have sex in that position, and I wonder what you see. I love being watched by you, and smirk. “Liking the view?” Nick snakes a hand between us, massaging one and then the other of my breasts. “Oh, hello!” He’s hard again, watching us slowly fuck while my head laid in his lap was the ticket apparently. Noted.
I try jerking him off but the way you’re grinding into me is making it hard to concentrate. I lose my rhythm enough times that Nick laughs and takes over, laughing and shooing my hand away with mock annoyance. I start to apologize but he shushes me then sticks a finger partway in my mouth. “No worries, we’re taking care of you now” he smiles as I relax and suck on his finger before another joins it. I must truly have been forgiven for that mediocre handjob because Nick eventually places those same wet fingers onto my throbbing clit and rubs in teeny-tiny circles. A familiar fire starts to build as your strokes quicken. I love holding off coming until your cock is buried inside of me so I can grip onto you tightly when I spasm. I need to come but this feels so good I want it to last. Finally it’s too much and I begin to shake, but your weight is over my hips and so I’m unable to do much more than press back up into you. I nearly scream but Nick sees it coming and yanks my hair down over the side of his thigh so that my head is tilted back, exposing my throat.
Seeing me so vulnerable, squirming beneath you, and Nick pulling my hair was almost enough to push you over the edge. You lean forward and growl “cum for me now” directly into my ear. It’s this puff of warm air that sends shivers down my spine and flips the switch for me. My eyes slam shut so hard I nearly see stars and I scrabble for purchase on the carpet as I begin cumming. “No, no, I don’t think so” your hands pin my wrists to the floor at my sides as you slam into me repeatedly. “You’re not going anywhere” you growl again and huff into my ear. Another spasm has my back arching and I cry out wordlessly, my voice breaking. It’s so good. Never stop.
My relentless clenching nearly holds you in place, and you can feel your orgasm build with each pulse. Your hands move from my wrists to the backs of my needs, spreading me open further. I roll and push my hips back to meet yours, greedily seeking more of you even as my orgasm begins fading away. I cup your face, biting your lip. “Please cum in me” I whisper, my voice raspy from the throat fucking I had received earlier. “Please, I need it, Da-“ but stop myself just short of calling you that in front of someone else.
“Tease.” You pant but your pace speeds up noticeably. When I turn my head to the side and Nick presses his erection into my mouth, you finally spill. Pounding into me as you cum, a moan escapes your lips followed by what can only be described as a word without vowels. Your composure goes out the window when you cum and your brow furrows adorably as you struggle to keep thrusting. After you lose count of how many waves have pulsed out of you, and they recede into tiny aftershocks, you slow down and stop, dropping down onto one elbow. My leg flops inelegantly down but I’m too far into a blissful post-orgasm haze to care. All I can do is sigh when you gingerly withdraw from me.
I might be a slut but I demand cuddles after sex, and both you and Nick happily comply. He pulls pillows and throws down around us on the floor, giving me time to crawl over to his other side. He’s between us when we lay back down together, legs tangled and hands roaming gently under the blankets. Such a good host. “That was… something else.” he exhales, and his elegies drift shut while you stroke his smooth chest.
“It was amazing. Thank you.” I respond in turn, but it’s you I’m looking at when I say it.
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