changed his angle, coaxing with his fingers until her breath hitched. Rick’s some kind of fucking g-spot dowser. He never fucking fails.
“You’re so tight,” he groaned, and she liked that. She smiled, and there was a playfulness in her eyes, partially hidden behind the nerves.
We’d have fun with this one. So much fun.
Rick kissed his way down her throat, tickling her with his tongue bar. He sucked her tight little nipple into his mouth, and nipped her, and she liked that, too. She tipped her head back and closed her eyes, whimpering as he moved down enough to blow on her clit. His tongue found the spot, a silver dart seeking her out. I loved the way his tongue lapped, quick little jerks, bringing her up. The girl was a squirmer, hands gripping the sheets as she bucked against his face. I breathed in the musky scent of her, her wet little noises nothing short of a delight. Her eyes were closed tight, head tipped back, lost to everything but the sensation.
Until I called her name.
She looked at me with a start, and there was a gasp, a flutter of fear, but I didn’t move, just met her gaze and held it. Demanded it.
I watched her as she crested and then came with a shuddering moan, and she didn’t look away from me, not even when Rick slipped a third finger inside her and ploughed her hard, his wrist a fucking piston, jamming in just the right spot. She moaned and squirmed, and gave us another delight. The girl was a gusher, soaking Rick’s fingers as she climaxed, and her whole body jerked and trembled, waves of endorphins rippling through tight flesh.
She positioned herself without words, instinctive fingers coaxing Rick between her legs. She must have felt the steel of his Prince Albert, because her eyes widened afresh, straining for a look before he sunk balls deep. Too late.
“Fuck,” she hissed. “Oh God.”
He took her knees and pressed them to her chest, and he fucked her. Fucking hell, he fucked her, and her face was a picture. The realisation nothing short of a wonder as the man took her hard and deep, the hard ridge of his belly slapping her thighs. She turned her head towards me and bit her knuckle, her hair rippling on the pillow as he rammed his way home. He pressed his mouth to her ear and breathed, clammy hair pressed to hers.
My hand worked my cock, heady with sounds and smells and horny fucking visuals, hyperaware of the slam of Rick’s cock inside that sweet little cunt and the way his balls were tightening.
He looked at me, and I looked at him, and I nodded. He smiled.
He pulled Katie’s knuckles from her mouth, and guided her dainty little fingers to my cock. She met my eyes for just a second before they tightened around me, and I gripped her hand in mine, working her up and down my shaft in time with Rick’s thrusts.
She was a good girl. She gripped tight and let me use her, grinding my dick against her palm until my balls were aching.
Rick reached the edge, and Katie moaned like a bitch on heat as he changed angle. She curled her toes, and arched her back and bit her lip, but she didn’t stop working my dick.
“Fuck,” Rick groaned, and it sent me over the edge, spurting thick into Katie’s sweet little palm.
Rick’s hand slapped the wall, bracing himself, and he came inside her tight little snatch with a hiss of expletives that turned the air blue.
Dirty-mouthed little cunt.
And then he collapsed on her, catching his breath while she caught hers.
Long seconds passed before he laughed. An easy sound that chased every scrap of tension from the room.
I sank down into my spot, an arm under my head as my cock twitched and settled, smiling as Katie held her cum splattered fingers up to the light.
Rick’s eyes sparkled as he guided her fingers to his mouth.
And then he licked them clean.
A couple of hours sleep is never kind, but neither was my body clock. I opened my eyes as the first hint of light cut through the drapes, and my mouth felt like I’d been sucking on a baboon’s ass.
Carl. Score: 001 and a half. Good wine, scary hot. Minus half a point for gakky wine-dry mouth in the morning.
I risked a glance over my shoulder, relieved to find it was Rick’s breath on my naked skin. The room was baking