“Yes! Pound my fucking pussy!” Red shouted as Jake was pumping her from behind, his balls slapped against her clit on each vigorous thrust. My heart raced seeing the ripples of her pale ass cheeks from his pelvis’ hard impacts. “Oh, fuck!”
I ran my hand over her shoulders and back while sitting in front of her, legs spread open, with three fingers deep in my own pussy. His thrusts were so violent and animalistic, my pussy was practically gushing. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous, but it only made me more wet. I wanted him to pound my pussy to the brink too.
She looked up and whipped her red hair from her face. Her heavy breath was hot on my crotch. She giggled as she saw me stretching out my hole just inches from her face. While bouncing back and forth from their momentum, I felt her fingers gently clasp around my hand and pull my fingers from my hole. She leaned forward and began to lick my opening.
Instinctively, I held onto the back of her head, and pulled her into me. She flicked my clit with the well practiced dexterity of her tongue. The motions of their carnal joining and the slithering of her wet tongue made my toes curl. It felt like we were all three connected. The pleasure was traveling through us in a chain reaction.
I thought about how much sex we had in this apartment in just the few days I’d been staying with them. What was it about that apartment that just screamed fuck house? It’s walls just seemed to secrete sex.
“Oh, shit!” I said as she slid two fingers inside me. She curled them to hit my weak spot. I felt my leg twitch each time she did it as it felt like a jolt of shock and pleasure hit me. My soul was awakened and I felt so alive at that moment. I never thought that I would be a part of such debauchery, or that such fantasies could be a reality. Every moan that Red gave, sent a vibration that taunted me to plunge over the edge into complete bliss. I held her face so hard against my pussy I thought I might smother her.
Jake wasn’t saying a word aside from his grunts that made my body heat up. His breathing was heavy and his teeth grinding as he fucked Red’s slutty pussy. He looked like he could fire his thick load at any moment.
As her moans became louder, I felt her slip the other two fingers inside. A few curls and jabs later, she twisted the angle of her wrist and she slipped her thumb in.
“Oh, shit!” I exclaimed, with both excitement and nerves in anticipation of what was to come next. She worked and slid all five fingers, back and forth, while still sensually frenching my clit. Her knuckles threatened to burst past my tight barriers, even relaxed I felt like I’d split. How I wanted her to shove it in.
I felt her lips twist into a smile. She let out a quick giggle as if she heard what I was thinking. Slowly she began to push inward. Her knuckles barely breaching my threshold.
Jake’s hand raised from Red’s ass. Slap! She gave a loud moan from the shock that lunged her forward. I screamed at both the brief pain and pleasure as she was past my opening. My pussy was now fully wrapped around her soft hand. She matched Jake’s rhythm and we were finally all joined.
“Slap my ass again!” She shouted. “Slap it!” He hammered down another blow. “Yes! Fuck your dirty little whore! Fuck me! Harder! Yes! I love it!”
She twisted and thusted her hand. My vision was beginning to go. I could barely focus on anything other than her fist pumping me, Jake’s slaps on her now red ass, and her oral assault on my clit. My hips began to writhe and I couldn’t help but move with both their motions. My legs quivered as I felt it all welling up inside me.
Red raised her face away from my crotch. “Oh my god, me too! I’m gonna fucking cum all over that dick!” She said, “Come for your little sluts daddy. Fill up my cunt! Oh fuck! Claim that fucking pussy!” Her attention shifted back to me. “You too. Let’s cum. Come on!”
She pumped her arm faster and more voraciously than before. Jake’s thrusts became more dominating and more carnal. He had reached a point where rhythm didn’t matter anymore. He was overcome by the building of tension and pleasure. I felt my walls spasm around the shape of her hand. I could feel every angle and knuckle ravaging me.
“Oh my god! Fuck” I shouted as I let go of her head and submitted to my body’s release.
“Yes! Yes! Give it to me! Oh fuck!” She screamed. “Cum deep in my pussy, daddy! Fill me up! Yes! Just. Like. That. Ugggghhh.” With one loud smack all motion stopped. “Oh shit!” She whispered. “Holy fuck, I feel it coming out. Oh god! How do you still pump out so much? Shit, I can feel it still coming out. Oh! My pussy is overflowing with you baby. Uh.”
Jake pulled himself out of Red. The air let out from her hard packed pussy. The sound of Jake’s cum bubbling out made my own pussy twitch in longing. He threw himself onto the bed beside us. “Thought I was gonna die,” he said.
Red chuckled. “Well, that is why the French call it the little death,” she giggled. She slowly began to remove her hand from me.
“Wait,” I said as I tried to lean forward. I wanted to watch her pull it out.
As I adjusted I saw that her face was soaked and on the blanket beneath her head was a very defined puddle that still had yet to fully soak into the blanket. She looked down, laughed, and looked back up to me with her vibrantly green eyes.
“Didn’t know you were a squirter,” she said, smiling. She leaned forward and began to lick the fluids around the edges of my vulva. The sensation caused me to shutter.
“Neither did I,” I replied with a taunted yet exasperated breath.
I watched as the lips of my pussy moved to the shape of her hand as she slowly worked it out. The inner vermilion being pulled out from behind the fatty pale lips of my pussy. The sight and feeling already had me wanting another round.
Together we laid there in our sweat and juices, feeling the air upon our naked bodies. Jake was fondling one of Red’s tits, while she traced her fingers along the curve of my body.
“You’re a lot more fun than I first made you out to be,” she said. “Who’d have thought that well composed woman was such a horny slut.”
I laughed, “how do you think I nabbed my boyfriend?” I took a pause for a minute. I hadn’t spoken with my boyfriend for a few days since he left to stay with his folks for a week. For a moment I felt guilty.
“Hey,” Red said. “Trust me. You haven’t done anything that your man wouldn’t approve of.” She smiled. “Besides, you guys are on a break. This is well within the rules. Paint me curious. He must be a banger in the sheets right?”
I giggled a little. “I wouldn’t be with a guy who couldn’t deliver physically.”
“Not you going to lie, to you, the thought of being sandwiched by Jake and your man was a thought that has caused many changes of sheets for me.” She sat up. “I have an idea. Let’s crack open the beers, get an early start to the day. We’re going to Stacey and Michaels party later.” She slapped Jake’s ass. “Order us a pizza and get it delivered. I think we still have some cake in the fridge. You guys want cake.”
“Mmm, yes ma’am,” he mumbled into his pillow.
“Sure,” I said.
“Great!” She said, “now get cleaned up. It smells like a Roman orgy in here.”
I watched her ass jiggle as she walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Fuck she had some hips. We had been at it since we woke up but fuck I was still horny.
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