Hesitantly, I crawled onto her with my pussy in her face and her pussy in mine. I dipped my head to kiss just above her underwear line and clenched at the mere thought of me kissing her further down, yet the nerves reappeared because I had never done this before. Ever.
Wrapping her arms around my thighs, Laila spread my legs, pulled me down closer to her, and flicked her tongue against my clit. I dipped my head again and mirrored her actions, pulling off her underwear and flicking my tongue against her clit, just how I’d like.
She moaned against me, the vibration making me feel oh-so good.
Constantino watched hungrily, undoing his belt and pulling down his zipper. When he had kicked off his pants and pulled out his huge cock, he walked over to us and grabbed Laila’s knees, pushing them as far apart as they could go, then slowly thrust into her cunt. In and out, he thrusted until I saw the juices covering his cock.
When he finally pulled out of her a couple moments later, he grasped my chin and forced me to look up at him. “Suck my wife’s juices off my cock.”
Clenching, I opened my mouth wide for him to enter me. Constantino shoved his huge cock down my throat and facefucked me until I cleaned his dick for him. When he finally pulled away as he pushed himself back into Laila and grunted. “Fuck, you both are so tight for me.”
Constantino shifted from his wife, back to me, then to his wife. Over and over again.
Once he pulled away for good, he placed his hands on my waist and lifted me up with ease, turning me around so I faced Laila. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me down to kiss her, softly at first but then wildly, like she was desperate for it.
With one knee on the bed, Constantino pushed his bare cock into me, grabbed my hips, and started pounding away. My breasts swayed against Laila’s, her hands traveling down my body to cup them.
I moaned into her mouth, the pressure immediately rising in my core. Just when I was about to tip over the edge, Constantino pulled out of me and thrust himself into his wife. She moaned and kissed me harder, pinching and tugging on my nipples.
When her body tensed, Constantino pulled out of her and pushed himself back into me, teasing us both for the next ten minutes. Desperate for a release, I grinded my clit against her mound, the pressure rising higher and higher in my core.
“Oh, fuck,” Laila breathed against me. “Keep doing that. You’re going to make me come.”
Not wanting to stop, I continued to grind myself against her while Constantino fucked me from behind. He dipped his hand and pushed a couple fingers into Laila’s pussy, finger-fucking her at the same pace.
My toes curled, and I sucked on Laila’s lower lip as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through me. Laila watched me come, her body tensing even harder, and then she finally threw her head back and came as Constantino stilled deep in my pussy.
When I collapsed on the bed beside Laila with her husband’s cum deep in my cunt, she wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me closer. “You’re ours now, Sage. All ours.”
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Dressed in a dark green lacy lingerie set, Laila laid on the bed beside me with her soft lips pressed against mine and her tongue moving rhythmically in my mouth. I pressed my thighs together to ease the ache between them and kissed her back, my hands traveling down the curves of her body.
Constantino had been at work all day, and Laila had been eyeing me like some kind of prey since her and her girlfriends got back to the high-rise apartment earlier to have an early brunch. To her friends, I was the housekeeper.
But we both knew that I didn’t clean anything around this house.
The only thing we did together was make it dirty.
“God,” Laila murmured against me. “I’m so glad that they’re gone. I couldn’t wait another moment to get you alone.” She moved her hands down my body, undoing my bra and tugging it off me. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since last night with Constantino.”
I dipped my fingers down her thigh and brushed them gently over her lacy panties, feeling how soaked they were for me. I whimpered into our kiss and crawled on top of her, trailing my mouth down her body until I reached the top of her panties.
She arched her back slightly and pulled off her underwear, tossing them over the bedside. When I placed my mouth on her cunt, I sighed in delight, my warm breath against her clit. I flicked my tongue over and over the sensitive bead and reached my hand between my thighs to rub myself off at the same time.
“Eat my pussy,” Laila moaned, grasping my hair to hold me in place and bucking her hips back and forth to ride my face. “God, just like that, Sage. You’re going to make me…” Her legs trembled around my shoulders, her pussy pulsing and moans escaping her lips. “Yes!”
Legs shaking, Laila cried out and came all over me. Then she flipped me over onto my back and crawled on top of me, pressing her lips against mine. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, her teeth gently biting down on my lower lip. She dipped a hand between my legs and rubbed my clit, her breasts swaying against mine.
“My turn,” she said, kissing down my body, then burying her face between my legs. She placed my left leg on her shoulder and held the other apart and against the bed to spread them. Her tongue flicked out against my clit again, making me squirm.