him. The girl was born to be fucked. An entirely indecent nightdress offered her no modesty. It barely covered her nipples, pulled tight over the creamy swell of her tits. They were bigger than they’d appeared in her dress, spilling over the fabric and resting heavily against her ribs. Her nipples were hard little nubs and they betrayed her, as did the dark little bunch of her knickers, wet enough that the fabric was pressed to her slit. Her legs were long, and riding sure suited her. Her thighs were toned and strong, her arse shapely before it nipped into her waist.
She was carrying a little flesh around her hips, and it was delightful. The girl’s body was delightful. And my cock was hard again.
She’d noticed, too, eying me warily, despite her blatant hunger for a piece of Rick.
She’d intended to fuck. There’s no way she’d have opted for the fantasy nightdress otherwise. That suited me, too. I have no time for games or the useless pretence of being coy.
In silence we took each other’s measure, and she showed her grit.
The girl made her way over slowly, delicately, eyes wide and lips parted. I watched the rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed, sensing the thump of her heartbeat as she battled her nerves.
The wine would have certainly helped.
She approached to within reach and I patted the bed, indicating she should take up position beside Rick. The bed was more than ample for three, we’d been sure of that when we’d purchased it. It was decadent and comfortable, with exceptionally decent springs. She tested it out, her tight little rump perched on the edge.
Her eyes met mine, and she gasped as I stepped closer, pulling her legs up and away from me and shimmying over to Rick.
It’s always such an error of judgement on their part. They invariably think that Rick is the nice one. The safe one. And while Rick is both of those things, he’s also a dirty, kinky little freak who’s easily as brutal as me in the right conditions. Stretching is his thing, stretching and body fluids, and boundary-pushing filth.
It’s one of the reasons I love him.
I do love them dirty.
Rick met my eyes and I knew the drill immediately. He was ready to fuck, and he was ready to fuck hard.
Katie was jumpy, she flinched as I climbed up beside her, squirming away before I’d even touched her. I probably wouldn’t touch her, either, not this evening.
I let my eyes wander over her, unapologetically blatant. I loved the way her breath caught, the flash of nerves across her face.
“Take your nightdress off,” I said, and she did. Pulled it up and over her head without hesitation. She was blessed, perfect tits. Tawny nipples, pebbled and ripe. She wriggled out of her knickers without being asked. Good girl. Her thighs clamped shut as I stared at her pussy. She was shaven perfectly smooth, her mound clammy and swollen. She’d been fucking playing alright. She started as Rick draped an arm over her, but she was all smiles for him. He took her shoulder and pulled her closer, and she moved for him, sinking back against the pillows, her thigh pressed to his.
His eyes met mine and I gave him a smirk, knowing what was coming long before she did.
He’d be a surprise to her.
He was exactly that. Her eyes widened as he uncoiled like a snake, pressing his mouth to hers and pushing his tongue inside. She gave the cutest little moan, and wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him claim her mouth like a man consumed. He took her swollen tit in his hand, and squeezed her, pinched her nipple until she squirmed, his breath deep as he sucked her tongue between his lips. She parted her thighs as his hand moved lower, letting out a squeak as hungry fingers slipped inside her slit, seeking out the ripe little bud of her clit. He spread her for my pleasure, and there she was, a pink little rosebud, glistening like the sweetest jewel. My mouth watered.
He pressed a thumb to her, circling her with the ball against her hood, and she was wet and squirmy, a horny little bitch who’d had this coming and knew it. Her fingers gripped at his shoulders, her heels grinding against the covers, moaning as he slipped two fingers inside her and pumped deep. She was tight, but she was horny, spreading wider to let him in. He