“We need to take care of this man” Sherita said, after we had rested a few minutes.
I looked over to Sam, and touched his handsome dark face. It was so easy, in my excitement with Sherita, to lose sight of how dear he was to me, of how much I longed to make him happy.
I rolled over on my tummy and took his hard cock in my hand, stoking it slowly. I kissed him on the chest and began to slowly move my mouth down across his stomach is slow wet circles. Sherita climbed around to the other side and took his balls in her hand, gently kneading them. We worked in tandem, my lips pursing over the head of his cock at the same time her tongue began lapping at his balls. He squeezed and patted my ass as his hard shaft filled my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it and took in more with each downward stroke, until my lips met Sherita’s as she licked her way up.
Sam was moaning with pleasure. Sherita pushed me back, smiling.
“We need to slow him down” she said with a devious smile.
I wondered what she had in mind. She reached over and unknotted my necklace so that it hung long and loose. She draped it over Sam’s cock, wound it around the shaft, and made a loop under his scrotum. I laughed with delight.
“Now, ain’t that a pretty sight?” she said. I nodded in agreement as I licked the slit of his cockhead.
Sherita played with the beads, making them roll up and down his cock and around his balls while I teased him with my tongue. Every time Sam would start to buck his hips, we would slow down, keeping him inflamed but not letting him get too close to orgasm.
When we had teased him to our satisfaction, Sherita said to me “Girl, I want to see you fuck this good black man.”
We unwound the necklace and I rose to my knees. Sherita held my hands as I climbed over Sam, then reached down and guided his throbbing cock into my wet pussy. I sank down onto it slowly, savoring each wonderful inch as it filled me. When I had taken it’s length I began to rock slowly. I knew he would not last long.
Sherita put her hands on my shoulders, turned to sit on Sam’s chest, then slowly slid back over his face. He wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her to him. I watched her eyes first grow wide and then narrow to slits as he began to eat her pussy.
I leaned into her and rested my head in the hollow of her neck and Sam began thrusting harder up into me. She draped her arms over me and we nestled together, each approaching another climax.
She came first, groaning and panting, and running her fingernails all the way up my back. My orgasm came quickly behind it, fueled by the beauty of her ecstasy. We pressed our mouths together, not kissing, but sharing our breaths, as waves of pleasure overtook us. She came again and again, until at last, she collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion.
I leaned forward onto Sam’s chest. He raised his knees, pressing up into me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. He began slamming into me, harder and harder, and I didn’t think I would ever stop cumming. At last he reached his climax, and as he did so he popped out of my pussy, and I felt his hot cum splatter onto my back.
I lay in his arms and felt Sherita’s fingers playing in his cum, spreading it into the skin at the small of my back.
She leaned against me, and brushed the hair out of my face.
“Damn, girl,” she said “I didn’t ever think you could outlast me.”
She rubbed her finger on my lips and I could taste Sam’s salty cum. I kissed her deeply, and watched with satisfied delight as she kissed Sam. Then I kissed Sam and the taste of her pussy was in his mouth and our circle of desire had been completed.
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