Then Rickett’s words reached her ears and couldn’t believe what she was hearing. He was begging her to let him please her… Bailey was the dominant one and she was dealing with her wonderful manhandling… she didn’t think she had begged… yet… But to submit so willingly. The words burned her ears and she felt her breath catching over the low growl that rumbled from her throat. She could… she could… do what? Ruin the perfect ecstasy Rickett was anticipating. He was beautiful down there ready to do what he did best. Here she was practically spread eagle as this incredible woman threatened to get her off again. She had just been about to ask to see Bailey’s cock so she could pleasure it!
Roselyn shot Rachael a smug look as she descended placing herself squarely on top of Rickett’s face. That look scorched her and sent her face flushing red with a mix of anger and an insane blast of lust. She almost hated this woman and how she pressed her, but she admired and possibly had the bud of other wildly inappropriate emotions starting to form. Most of all she wanted to get her biggest strapon and rail that woman until neither of them could move.
Abruptly, an orgasmic smell, heavy with the scent of lilac and rose saturated in what Rachael could only describe as woman pressed to her face. Little bolts of lightning arced down Rachael’s body to her groin still being mercilessly toyed with by Bailey’s talented fingers. Opening her mouth to ask what Bailey was doing only intensified the scent as the bolts doubled and tripled. Rachael’s body tried to shift back from the overwhelming scent and she found her bottom rubbing on… That isn’t… no… NO… She knew it was big and had even seen the unbelievable bulge in her shorts, but…
Rachael rocked back on Bailey’s bulge again and felt her inner walls clench as she imagined something of that size stretching her out. Rickett was pretty big… but… She breathed in trying to clear the lusty haze in her head and more bolts of pleasure from the scent. Oh yeah… delicious panties… The pleasure from the fingers on her clit were driving her wild and she grinded back harder on Bailey’s bulge.
Rachael wanted clothing off. She wanted to feel that incredible cock against her bare skin. She wanted to make Bailey feel what she was feeling and she wanted what Roselyn was feeling. Greedy thoughts made her grind back harder as Bailey’s words echoed her inner desires.
“Yes Bailey! He is going to make her cum,” she growled as she lifted her ass off of Bailey and reached back trying to unbutton Bailey’s shorts. “His fucking tongue is the reason I married him and your wife is going to understand why very soon.” She pushed Bailey’s hand away from her face as she abandoned the frustrating button of Bailey’s shorts to seize the hem of her dress and yank it up and over her head. Rachael’s breasts fell free of the lose confines of her clothing and bounced before coming to a perky rest on her chest. Her own areola were slightly smaller than the eyeful of Roselyn’s she had seen earlier, and her hard nipples were thicker pink buds. She pulled the strings on the sides of her thong swimming suit letting the fabric fall free of her body.
Resting now nude in Bailey’s lap, she made little grunts of effort as her hands returned to Bailey’s stubborn button behind her. She almost screamed in frustration, as she felt Bailey’s shaking chest quietly laughing at her efforts. “Please Bailey!” she moaned feeling Bailey’s mouth and hands now roaming her nude body. “Bailey, if you only knew half of what I am thinking of doing to that cock of yours right now you would tear those shorts off instead of laughing at me!”
Ana —
“That’s it… mmmm, good boy,” Roselyn cooed softly, leaning forward a bit to arch her back, grinding gently against his tongue. placing her hands on Rickett’s bare chest and rubbing her delicate hands across them, the well-moisturized digits feeling so nice and soft against his skin. His widened tongue felt incredible, and he clearly knew how to use it, making lazy circles around her labia just to get her started off. Rachael was looking both a little crestfallen and venomous, but she didn’t seem close to saying pineapple, clearly relishing the competition internally. For her part, Roselyn didn’t see it as a competition, so much as a way to draw out the carnal appetites of their new swinging friends. Everything was going well so far.
“Oh…OH!… Oooo… fuck… that’s nice~.” Roselyn was more than a little surprised at just how skillful Rickett was off the bat. He said he enjoyed eating pussy, but… this wasn’t a technique or style she’d experienced before. Long, roving licks as he compassed her whole snatch, teasing at her clit and dragging at her inner folds without really ever touching her love button. His hands roaming her ass enhanced the experience, enjoying the feeling of his gentle caresses along her thighs and back as well. The tickling feeling of his beard against her inner thigh was an oddly delicious spice to it all.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Roselyn was already approaching the edge of orgasm when she first sat on Rickett’s face, but he quickly had her slicing up towards new heights. She wondered at first if it was just happenstance, but quickly realized he was doing this deliberately, quick laps around her clit before coming back up for air, rolling around her lips and tunnel before returning for more quick rounds- it had to be on purpose! And God, was it working.
“Mmm… Ooo… yes… please Rickett… Mistress needs it…” she whispered, feeling that twinge in her core growing ever tighter as he teased her, his hands sneaking ever higher in his slow, methodical explorations with his hands. Suddenly, he seemed to strike, his tongue burying into her core at the same time his hands seized her breasts and squeezed her nipples, pawing at and mauling theme before squeezing those big soft areola. Roselyn climaxed hard, tensing up and exploding over his face as she arched and groaned for him, eyelids fluttering as her eyes rolled back, her stockinged toes curling against the top of his head.
Her hips bucked against his face, thighs trembling just a bit, and the strength went out of her core a bit, finding herself leaning forward, hands to either side of Rickett as he returned to teasing her. Rather than coming down, Ros felt as if he had simply placed her on a new plateau, suddenly cognizant of the mountain looming above her.
“Mmmffff… s-someone’s being a… NNN…very naughty…. hah… boy. NNNF… He’s really good at this, Bailey!” She whimpered softly, a huge smile on her face. The strength seemed to be draining from her hands as he continued to toy with her nipples and pussy, egging her higher, and teasing the wire tighter. “Nnnnf…. two can play at that game, and Mistress wants to see her new toy. It looks like it’s having a hard time down here~.”
She unzipped his pants with out much preamble, pushing them down and letting Rickett’s cock finally free. Roselyn was pleasantly surprised by how thick he was- just a touch off of Bailey, but a very nice size, and one she immediately developed hopeful plans for. Big cocks were great, and no one could compare to Bailey in her pussy’s eyes, but her ass… There were some buttons that were easier to hit with a shorter pole. Even as she was delighted by the size and cut shape, that smell hit her, wafting off the gobs of leaking pre.
Ros almost came again right there, a shiver going through her as she crept forward. The way it was standing and twitching, Roselyn could tell Rickett was on the brink, and she wanted to tease him a little.
“Oh my… look at you… nnnf… twitch. You must really be enjoying my pussy,” she said huskily. Her hand reached out, gently pulling his balls away from his shaft, a teasing finger rolling his nuts around her palm, pulling down oh so gently, preventing him from climaxing before she allowed.
“Haah… nnnf…” Her warm breath washed over his cock, while she placed gentle kisses around it. Every sigh, every coo, every whimper of need he induced she fed back to him. “Can you feel what you’re doing to me… nnn…naughty boy… nnnn… s-stirring your Mistress up… driving her crazy…fuck and you smell so good…”
She inhaled deepley, the rich dark chocolate scent sending shivers down her spine. It wasn’t the direct clitoral stimulation she wanted, but it was enough to set the fuse for her. “Haah… I can’t resist… I want your cock, Rickett… I want your cum… give it to me, please…”
With that husky whisper, she released her hold on his balls, her mouth opening and latching onto the head of his cock. The explosion that followed was to be expected, but what he might not have expected was the way Roselyn swallowed it and kept sucking, her tongue playing at his cockhole, prying it open and applying the most incredible suction mid-orgasm, like she was going to drain every last drop out of his balls.
Ana —
Bailey’s head cocked at Rachael’s growling, a grin on her face as she declared he’d definitely make Roselyn cum, his tongue being his strongest card. She let the panties fall out of her hand when Rachael pushed them aside- they’d served their purpose. She could see the flush in Rachael’s body, feel the heated need coming off her pussy. She didn’t need to be held anymore- she was ready to be pleasured.
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