I stood behind her, watching her watch us in this full body mirror. Ran my fingers through her impossibly abundant hair. I let out a breath while my lips caressed the virtebre on the back of her neck.
“Look at you.” I whispered.
I kissed her neck. “Look at you.”
I kissed her temple “Look at you.”
She was beginning to reach her threshold of tease. With a shrill she turned and jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my waist. I kissed her deeply and sat her down on the bed. I looked over to see if my good boy was watching.
He was.
I kissed all over her body and made my way between her thighs. I teased her lightly around her sensitive area. She was getting so wet.
I looked over at James…”James come eat your fiance’s pussy.” I instructed. I knew how experienced James is with his mouth.
He did as he was told. Diving in face first. I moved to her face, holding out my cock.
There was no hesitation as she grabbed it and eagerly began to throat as much as she could.
She had skills…
For a solid half hour, we all just worked on eachother.
I asked her “How’s he doing?” She surfaced from my cock long enough to moan and say ‘more.’
I reached over and grabbed a fist full of James’ hair. I pushed him deeper into her. She screamed with pleasure and totally forgot about sucking my dick.
The last time I did this James just looked at me like ‘Give me a break’. I could tell he was exhausted.
I moved James up from down there and gave him a kiss. I could taste her in his mouth.
“Fuck yeah!” She moaned as she watched us make out.
“Go hold her.” I told James silently. He went to her and positioned himself underneath her body. My cock was throbbing as I let it rest on her clit. I rubbed it back and forth.
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me with that giant dick!” I looked at James for protest. He did not.
I went slow, inch by inch, filling her walls to capacity. I used a slow and steady motion back and forth to work her up.
James didn’t know she was a squirter. I have to say it freaked me out a little but turned me on a lot.
She came multiple times that night.
While I fucked her. James fucked my face to completion. I was happy because I didn’t want him to be completely emasculated in her eyes.
I finally pulled out and squirted somewhere…it was a blur at this point…but it was one of the best yet painful (If you know what I mean) nuts I have ever had. My cock was raw. I didn’t want to be touched.
But we all lay together afterward. She was so satisfied. I was spent, but recharging.
James… was…pissed.
I could feel his heat.
“You didn’t learn that from me.” He said at last. ” You said I was your first…I didn’t teach you that.”
What was this guy’s problem? We just got away with murder, what was he thinking?
James hops out of bed and begins to pace.
He stops “It’s Tim isn’t it?”
Who the fuck is Tim
Samantha’s silence is damning. I don’t know who Tim is…but I know it’s Tim. She looked at him with a tremendous weight of shame, and nodded yes.
I look of shock and hurt and betrayal take his good natured face. Here comes hurricane James.
Now this dude decides he wants to yell and scream and throw shit around the room.
Dumbass.
Samantha clasped her hands over her mouth.
I jumped out of bed and grabbed James before he can do anything more stupid.
“James stop it!” I yell “I’m holding him to the ground.”
“He’s my best friend!…How could you do this to me!”
I call his name and try to calm him down but he wasn’t listening. All I could hope is that he would wear out soon. Tears began to streaming down Samantha’s face.
“James.” I say once he can hear me.
“How could she do it?” He sobbs.
“Maybe…she hates football too.” I say .
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