“Oh, you have no idea.” Brooke replied. She turned to Marko.
“She’s so tight,” he said. “I won’t last long…”
“Do it,” Brooke said, firmly. “Just let me know when you’re going to cum. Oh, and cum here.”
She pointed to her mouth and licked the tip of her finger. Jason started to move his hips down and then upwards with each forward thrust. The angle drove the head of his cock straight into Hazel’s g-spot, the ridge stroking her on the way in and on the way out.
It felt so good Hazel screamed. She could already feel her orgasm building, the sensation growing as Marko started to pump harder and faster.
Brooke leaned over and kissed Hazel forcefully on the mouth. She reciprocated passionately, opening her lips and running her tongue over Brooke’s. As they made out, Brooke moved her hand down Hazel’s body – over her breasts, past her waist, down to her clit. Using one finger, she started to stroke in time with Marko’s increasingly urgent thrusts.
Hazel pulled away from Brooke’s kiss and let her head fall back as she focussed on the explosion building inside her body. It seemed to start where Marko was massaging her from inside, reaching through her skin like electricity to her clit. As Brooke’s finger moved in a perfect circle, it sent shockwaves through every nerve.
Hazel felt Marko slide out of her completely. Confused, she looked up and saw him putting his head between her legs. He pressed his middle finger to her pussy and applied just a little pressure; it slipped inside. As he found the spongy skin of her g-spot, he slowly leaned down until he could reach her clit with his tongue, replacing Brooke’s fingers.
Hazel closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Marko’s tongue on her clit, flicking at her in short sharp lapping motions. His finger was working her from the inside, bringing her back to the point she’d been when he pulled out.
That’s when he sealed his lips around her clit and began to gently suck it, his tongue still pressing against it. Hazel’s breathing became faster and faster, her breasts heaving as her whole body tensed up.
“Don’t … stop…,” she moaned, but Marko had no intention of stopping – watching women come was one of his favourite things in the world. He increased the pressure on her clit and g-spot until she was lifting her butt into the air and screaming in short, sharp bursts.
It happened simultaneously – Hazel’s clit and g-spot both exploding with a release of pleasure so intense she had to push Marko away. She was still coming, little aftershocks trembling down her spine, when she felt his cock pushing her pussy lips apart once more. He felt even thicker, and entered her with so much force that it almost hurt. She whimpered.
“Oh, it feels really big when he’s about to cum doesn’t it?” Brooke said excitedly. “Can you feel it swelling up?”
Hazel nodded. The head of his cock was not just growing, but starting to twitch inside her.
“Fuck,” Marko whispered.
“Fuck.” Louder this time.
“Fuck, oh I’m gonna CUM!” He shouted. Hazel gasped in pleasure and pain as that ridge, even thicker and harder, pushed her pussy open on its way out.
Marko was already on his feet, his right hand holding tightly onto his cock. Brooke swiveled on her knees, and with one step he was standing over her. Hazel watched in awe as Brooke opened her mouth wide, tongue hanging out, ready to take Marko in as he aimed himself towards her. She was just a second too late.
The cum hit Brooke’s tongue with such force that it splashed up onto her face, one drop landing between her lips and her nose while another streaked across her cheek. She finally closed her mouth around his cockhead, forming a tight seal with her lips. Hazel was so close – no more than a foot away – that she could see the pulsation of Marko’s cock, throbbing as it pumped his load into Brooke’s mouth.
Spent, Marko collapsed back onto the sofa. Brooke swallowed hard, making a loud ‘gulp’ sound turned to face Hazel.
“That’s a great look for you,” Hazel laughed.
Brooke’s lipstick was smudged and blended with the wet cum that was also painted over her cheek. But the coup de grace was the thick, wet droplet of cum dangling from her nostril. Hazel beckoned her over. She gently kicked Marko, who turned to look. He started to laugh at the mess he’d made but then Hazel pulled Brooke’s cum-splattered face towards her own, kissing her smudged, coated lips.
“I’m going to clean myself up,” Brooke said, standing up. “But then – it’s my turn.”
To be continued…
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