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By *of9 OP Couple
over a year ago
Staffordshire |
Her eyes have not left your face since we arrived. She sits curled up on your lap as you recline in the armchair, one hand on the arm to steady herself, and one hand on your chest, her fingers constantly tracing circles and patterns across your body, slowly travelling persistently downwards.
From my cosy spot across the room on the sofa, leaning back against his chest with my arm draped lazily across his thigh, I sigh in contentment. You two look really beautiful together, and the sparkling adoration in her gaze that never leaves your eyes somehow just makes the whole picture even hotter. I can feel his breath in my hair as his head turns to look at you both again, and I know he feels it too.
I will her to kiss you, and it’s as though she can read my mind. Without even breaking her gaze away from your face, I see her grin cheekily, and inch her lips slowly forwards towards your own. I hear and feel him draw a breath and hold it, and we both wait in anticipation.
The sparks fly instantly as she first kisses you. It is not a desperate or lustful kiss - more just a gentle tasting of your body and soul - but the electricity crackles through the room in an instant, and the hairs on my arms literally stand on end. He tightens his grip involuntarily on my shoulder where his hand has been lightly resting, and I know again that he feels it too.
You moan softly as though all the breath is escaping from your body, and reach almost without thinking to put your hands on her waist and draw her closer to you. She wraps her fingers around the back of your neck, catches your gaze for a split second, and then she can wait no longer. This time her kiss says she wants you, and she wants you now.
I feel his hand on my chin, and he turns my head round to look at him. Instantly my lips are drawn towards his, and I turn my attention to the needs of my own body for the time being. He kisses me softly at first, and then deeper and with more lust. The combination of his tongue flickering into my mouth, his hands seeking out my boobs under my tshirt, and the sounds of you and her kissing hungrily and moaning gently in the background are driving me crazy.
In a short space of time, he and I are both naked and I find myself on my knees with his cock buried deeply at the back of my throat. From the moment we started to kiss, I have not had another opportunity to turn to see you, but the sounds behind me have filtered into my mind as a backing track to the feelings surging through my own body, and heightened them still further.
He has been watching the whole thing unfold in front of him, and he finally chooses to share it with me. He puts his hand gently around my throat, and pulls my head away from his cock. Standing in front of me, he pulls me to my feet, grips my face in his hand, and slowly turns my head to catch sight of you both again.
“Watch,” he commands in my ear. His voice is like silk, but has an air of god-help-me-if-I-don’t gently oozing from it.
Still holding my face, he rotates me round to face you both fully. He roughly pulls me back against his bare chest with one hand gripping my nipple tightly, and the other forcing my face to look directly at you.
I cannot help the gasp and the shudder.
Your top is abandoned on the floor. Your jeans are open and pulled down a little, and your cock is standing tall. It is glistening, so I guess from that and the gagging noises earlier that she has tasted you already. She is naked from the waist down, and standing astride your lap, balancing precariously face first against the wall behind the armchair, your face buried deep between her legs. Your hands are stretching up to her nipples under her top, and her legs are quivering. Her eyes are closed, her head is back, and her breath is coming in gasps and moans.
“Go,” you command in my ear, pushing me away. “Help her down. We’re going to stuff her full at both ends over your body, and you get to do nothing but watch and feel it happen.”
I stumble towards her, and rake my fingers up her thigh to haul her attention from your tongue between her legs back to reality. She glares at me for a moment, and you continue to try to lap at her, but I push my face in between your mouth and her pussy, and kiss you deeply.
“You’re going to get to do more than taste, her, my love,” I whisper, looking deep into your eyes. “Your cock is going in that wetness later.”
I take her hand and guide her down to the floor. I strip her top off and pull her naked body against mine, seeking out her mouth which tastes still of your cock. Our fingers seek out the wetness between each other’s legs, and for a moment I am lost in her even more than I am lost in thoughts of the electricity that she creates with you.
He soon reminds me.
He grabs my hair and snaps my head back, pulling consistently enough to eventually drop me to my knees. My mouth is on a level with her, but I am not permitted more than a couple of hungry licks before I am pushed down onto my back, and she drops down to her hand and knees on top of my body. Her nipples rub against mine, and I gasp with pleasure.
Your jeans have been abandoned with your top on the floor, and you kneel astride my face. I see her eyeball your cock, but he must be holding her hair to keep her still as she cannot get any closer to it than a couple of inches away, despite her tongue straining to try to lick you. I feel him manoeuvre to kneel between my legs behind her, and my body twitches in anticipation of knowing that any second now, she is going to have two cocks plunged deep inside her whilst I am helpless underneath her body.
Her cry of surprise as you both enter her simultaneously is muffled by her gagging as your cock hits the back of her throat with the sharpness of his thrust into her from behind. My sight is now taken out by your balls across my eyes, but I can feel her saliva dripping down onto my nose as she is sucking hungrily on you, and I can hear your grunts of pleasure as it feels so good to thrust into her throat. I can feel his knees pressing into my inner thighs as he pushes deep into her each time, and her body rubbing across mine is trembling more and more with every movement from the two of you. She is gasping and snorting and gagging, and his balls are slapping into the wetness of her soaked pussy. I can feel her juices from both ends now trickling onto my body, and mixing with her own.
The movements stop abruptly.
You stand, and she is also pulled to her feet. Blinking in surprise as the light suddenly hits my eyes again, I peer at him and wonder what is going on. His hand is around her throat, and he is whispering in her ear.
She smiles a heady and lustfully intoxicated smile. Whatever his orders have been, they are clearly even better than being spitroasted across my quivering body to within an inch of her cumming her brains out all over me. She steps towards you, gently takes your hand in hers, and without a word, leads you from the room. I hear footsteps going upstairs and into the room directly above us.
He kneels astride my chest, strokes my hair from my eyes, and looks at me with a calculated grin. Resting the tip of his cock against my mouth, he permits me to lap her juices from it for a moment.
The silence hangs in the room. I wonder to myself what he is waiting for.
Then I hear it.
A squeak.
Another squeak.
Bed springs.
Another squeak.
Slowly and hesitant at first, but gently beginning to find a slow rhythm.
I gasp, and my body quivers.
“You hear that?” he asks me, looking deep into my eyes.
I nod.
“That’s your husband with his cock buried in my wife in our bed.”
I swallow and nod again.
“Do you know what is going to happen now?”
I am distracted by the sound of your low moans resounding through the house in time with the increasing squeaks. Clearly her pussy feels really really good.
You squeeze my throat lightly to bring my attention back to you.
I shake my head.
“I’m going to go and watch them fuck.” You give me a wry grin. “And you? You’re going to lie here. And you’re going to listen. You’re going to hear every squeak of our bed as he thrusts into her. You’re going to hear every moan she makes. And when he’s so desperate with lust for her that he can’t wait any longer, you’re going to hear him cry out in pleasure as he blows his load deep into her.”
He squeezes my throat one last time, and then stands and walks away.
“Listen.” |
