Chapter 6
Lucille Curtain just couldn't get it. She had expected Marianne Summers to supply her enough ammunition to fire up a real front cover eye-opener, and the girl brought her boredom-pages of unusable detail. Not a drop of juice could be found in the inches of text she ground out at her word processor. The guy had been reported as "acceptably cute," but seemed about as interesting as root canal surgery.
The disclosure on Companions Unlimited lacked sizzle-at least, Marianne's account of it. Lucille had expected shocking details per her hunch of illicit sex being offered at exorbitant rates. That wasn't remotely like the tell-all version Marianne penned. She sketched a fairly tame scenario, and even confessed that she had been on the wrong track.
"You mean I'm getting stuck with the bill?" Lucille had balked. "The big guys aren't going to take it sitting down."
"Smooth it over for me, will you?" Marianne begged. "I thought I had their operation all figured out, but I was dead wrong. It really is a respectable agency."
Lucille sighed. "He didn't try to hit on you?"
Marianne shook her head. "I took him to dinner and he completely behaved himself. I have to admit, I felt like a fool."
"Consider it your year-end bonus," Lucille warned. "That was a pricey mistake."
Marianne nodded. "That's fine with me." No sooner had her boss left, a wicked smile curved Marianne's lips.
"Oh, yes!" Desiree cried out. "Ohhhhhhhhhh."
Marianne's face was between her legs. Her tongue slurped anxiously at her clit. Desiree's arms swung up, her hands searching blindly for the headboard. Frantically, she elevated her pussy in order to get as close as possible to that fluttering tip.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Marianne purred, licking at her sluiced flesh. She should have known how anxious her girl was. After depriving herself for three nights of that fabulous body, Marianne was raving to go for some lesbian action. Her little assignment had kept her much too busy. It was time to return to the sex she vastly preferred.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Desiree sobbed, arching her back and surrendering to each luxuriant sweep. Her thighs split apart, then urgently hugged
Marianne. As that tip rolled into her sluiced opening, Desiree quivered. She was fraught with sensations that made her every cell hum. When her clit was slurped, she went into a convulsion that lasted several wonderful seconds. Marianne made her cum and cum, each orgasm stronger than the last. She was woozy from the contractions, eager to submit.
"That's it, baby," Marianne murmured, sucking that pussy that kept coming back to her mouth for more. "Mmmmmmmmmm. You're so hot and tasty. I enjoy giving you pleasure."
"Yes. Ohhhhhhhhhh. It feels so good."
Marianne's hands slipped over the curves of her ass to take a firmer grip. Desiree's writhing figure was untameable. Her pussy throbbed with a force of building passion. Mouth and cunt welded together, meeting with an intensity that robbed both women of oxygen.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Marianne growled into Desiree's snatch, devouring every drop.
"More," Desiree whimpered, shoving it into her face. "More, please. Suck me. Eat it. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh."
Desiree loved the oral affection Marianne gave. Marianne aroused her differently from a man. Desiree had practically forgotten what it was like to get fucked by a cock. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Marianne was superb. Emphasis was placed on touching. Marianne had marvelous hands that intimately communicated with her molten core. Even when Desiree struggled for new ways to satisfy her mistress, Marianne was quick to erase her indecision with fondling. Desiree's breasts swelled beneath her hot, stirring touch. Ohhhhhh. Marianne knew how to turn her on fast.
The phone sex calls to which she was enamored didn't provide nearly the same charge. She could listen to them only so long, until she was impatient for Marianne to comfort her.
They had tumbled on Marianne's bed, weak with want. Marianne had hungrily sought Desiree's tits. She cupped the warm fullness, marvelling at how her big tits filled her hands to overflowing. She licked up and down the deep crevice between the mounds, tasting Desiree, relishing the unique scent of her.
Desiree's nipples had grown at the strength of Marianne's saliva-rich tongue. They burned against her girlfriend's sensual lips.
"Suck me," Desiree moaned. "Suck my nipples."
"Yes," Marianne responded, settling her mouth over one jutting peak. "Yes. Mmmmmm."
Her tongue curled around the rubbery stub of her taut nipple and the pebbly flesh circling it. Marianne batted at her tit's apex with her tongue and sighed at her moan. Her lips closed around the stub before she sucked her.
"Oh, God. Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Desiree's voice sounded raw with lust. She held Marianne's head to her tits, loving the fierce vacuum on her nipple. It drove her wild.
When Marianne sank downward, trailing kisses and nips over her ribs and waist, Desiree's heart beat frantically. She knew of those thrills to come. Marianne paused to dart a hungry tongue tip into the tiny pool of her navel. It created a sparkling sensation that made Desiree jerk.
Her legs moved apart without hesitation. Desiree knew her pussy was the target Marianne was drawn to. She felt the wetness seeping out, thick and hot in readiness. When Marianne's mouth moved over her cunt mound, she cried out and curled her fingers against the back of her head. Marianne was held firm to her agonized arousal.
"Lick me," Desiree commanded. "Please."
"Mmmmmmm. Give me that pussy," Marianne said, her voice dropping several octaves. She couldn't exclude the longing in her tone.
Marianne took full advantage of Desiree's honeyed depths. She licked her cunt thoroughly, leaving no amount of moisture unattended. Desiree moaned as her every soaked inch was lapped. Her cunt juices gushed in unending supply.
When Desiree seemed as though she couldn't take any more of her sucking lips, Marianne's inventive mind whirred in bringing her new, unhad pleasures. The special belt she reserved for unique occasions was ideally suited for that purpose.
Marianne opened the drawer beside the bed. Inside, a dildo connected to a belt was concealed. Marianne's lips curved in anticipation. "Still horny?" she asked.
Desiree's dreamy look couldn't be shaken. "Mmmmmmm. Yes."
Marianne fastened the belt to her waist. The dildo stretched from her groin like a huge cock. She had thought back to all the times she had spread her legs for Doug, her former boyfriend, to receive the real thing. What would it feel like having one of flesh and blood attached?
She got between Desiree's bronzed thighs. The girl was delirious, overwhelmed from Marianne's cunt lapping. She wasn't even conscious about what Marianne planned on doing. Obviously, Desiree extended her complete trust. Knowing that filled Marianne with urgency. She wanted Desiree to know total satisfaction.
"I've got what you need, honey," she whispered to Desiree. "Here it comes, honey. Yes, here it comes-"
Desiree cried out as Marianne pushed into her. She dug her fingers into Marianne's ass as the rubber cock found its way deep inside her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned, exhaling roughly. "Oh, God. Oh, baby. It's so big."
Marianne comprehended her sobs as those of heightened arousal. She plunged in and out of Desiree's pussy, making her possession of it final. "Take it, honey. Deep in your snatch. Yes. Feel how good it is. Let me fuck you with it. Let me fuck your pussy."
"Ohhhhhhhhh." Desiree bit her lip. Pleasure overruled the ache, and soon she was swinging herself at the rubber cock. It was incredible, just as it always was. "Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!"
Marianne studied Desiree's contorted features as she swung her hips. Desiree shivered, taking all she could into her pussy. To have a woman so willing turned Marianne on big time. The pressure put on her pussy by the rubber cock was another form of ecstasy. As she plowed into Desiree, she felt some of the impact. Ohhhhhhh. If she continued in this fashion, she would easily cum.
Desiree's ass bounced off the bed as she fed Marianne her juicy snatch. Marianne thrust deep into her, fucking her on command. Desiree whimpered, receiving those fast, gratifying strokes. She wondered, in the back of her mind, what a real cock would feel like in her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
After pumping her madly, Marianne flipped on her back and let Desiree ride her. She marveled at those large, jutting breasts mired with sweat. Marianne moaned, watching the sexy Jamaican beauty fuck herself with the strap-on dildo.
Desiree sat up on her haunches with eyes glazed. Her brain barely functioned, other than recognizing she was midpoint in indescribable pleasure. Rivulets of sweat streamed down her flesh. Gradually, she touched between her legs and felt the growth of rubber wedged into her cunt. She had been humping it for several moments, but had to stop, savoring the movement within her slippery pussy. When she was completely still, she could discern the heavy pulsation deep inside her. Mmmmmmm. There was so much packed within her horny cunt.
She began moving again, feeling the pressure of Marianne's fingers at her hips guiding her strokes, ensuring her constant intake of fake cock.
"Oh, God, Marianne!" she moaned, squeezing her eyes tightly. She shivered hard, absorbing her heat into her own body.
Her hand trailed over the thick stem that pushed into her soaked opening, then caressed the velvety skin of Marianne's thighs. She could feel the rubber length extend into her gut. In penetration, she was unable to grasp any other conscious thought. It dominated her in every sense. She readily yielded to its direction.
She sent her groin plunging, capturing more of that huge fake cock. Every push produced a reward. Her body tingled from her toes to her nipples. The twin nuggets protruding were stiff. She enclosed them in a dainty clasp, shivering as the jolts of pleasure reverberated through her person. Ohhhhhh! She pushed herself down yet another inch. More of that wonderful dildo filled her. She felt lightheaded and tremendously stimulated. Her body screamed with joy.
As her haze somewhat cleared, she noticed a mirror directly across from Marianne's bed. Their images were reflected in the dim lighting. She could see her tits slick with perspiration, dripping from her nipples. Her face was flush, her lips quivering. She looked as though she'd been fucking her brains out for hours.
She began fondling herself, brushing over her thatch of pubic hair, then sweeping toward her navel. Her very essence seemed to liquefy around the embedded dildo. Again she pushed, claiming more of that manufactured stiffness. Uhhhhhhhh! She resumed her exploration, lifting toward her mammaries. They jutted from her small frame in all their splendor, awaiting sweet manipulation. She covered them with her hands and squeezed, shuddering as she applied pressure. Ohhhhhhhhh! The nipples seared against her palms, careening from contact.
Keening with erotic energy, she constricted herself around the submerged thing, sending her message of urgency. She wanted to encase more of it, yet their groins were smashed together as closely as possible. She whimpered from Marianne's total occupation.
She scooped up Marianne's tits and tweaked her stiff nipples. Marianne fucked her faster, excited from being touched. God, she wanted more! She was obsessed with Marianne. She wanted her to fuck her with every ounce of energy she possessed.
Marianne stuffed her dildo deep into Desiree's cunt, craving complete ownership. She wanted the hot girl to be hers alone. Her knees came up, along with the dildo, spearing her slick tissue. The girl cried out in joy.
Having thrashed atop Marianne for ten minutes, Desiree was forced to cum. She nearly doubled over from the contractions that racked her body, crying aloud her pleasure.
"Uhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!" she sobbed.
"Ugghhhhhhhh!" Marianne gasped. All that varying pressure, the moaning and the sweat propelled her climax. Her clit burned on the opposite side of the dildo as she shoved it into Desiree.
Marianne wasn't the least tired. Orgasm hadn't physically depleted her. Not having Desiree for a few days gave her an appetite for the girl that needed much satisfying. She dragged Desiree onto her back and slammed the dildo into her cunt with renewed energy.
"Oh, baby," Desiree sobbed. "Oh, baby. Oh, yes. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Oh, baby," Marianne crooned in her ear. "I really love to fuck you!" Her soft breath brushed against her cheek. "I love putting this big thing in your pussy."
"Ohhhhhhh!" Desiree moaned, fondling her butt as she pumped her. Her body was filled with delicious sensation. She was far more excited that she realized. Marianne's dick felt great up her snatch, getting slippery with juice. Her nipples protruded, searing Marianne as she pulled her nakedness closer to him. She was completely overcome by each plunge she took into her fevered flesh.
Marianne grunted as she humped Desiree, nearly losing herself in her warm folds. Christ, she couldn't get enough of this woman! She only wished it were real flesh attached to her groin, and not rubber. Marianne longed to feel Desiree's pussy writhing around her cock. She drove into her comfortable snatch, piercing that dark tunnel of pleasure. The friction provided by her squishy slot made her go faster than before. She was going to settle in for some nice face to face fucking and prove that their previous session was merely a warm-up.
Marianne thought of the surprise in store for Desiree. She couldn't wait to see her face.
Desiree petted the backs of Marianne' silky thighs, having dropped her raking nails from her ass. Marianne certainly required no further encouragement as she resorted to pounding Desiree with her strap-on tool! Her body shook with every slam, yet she readily accept each blow. Her fake cock edged her toward gratification. Slowly, she felt the rumbling in her loins, the hot shivers emanating from the passage of her pummeling dildo. She groaned in sweet agony as she began her climb.
Gripping her by her shoulders, Marianne buried herself into her hot clutch. She could tell from the tension in her face that Desiree was constricting her inner muscles. Desiree, anticipating joy, fashioned her pussy tendons into a vise and made it better for herself. Marianne moaned, forcing the rubber attachment yet deeper into her slot. She exerted strength to keep her device installed. She ground it into her until her ass was securely nailed to the bed.
"Fuck me," she murmured. She luxuriated in the assault of feverish thrills that showered her flesh. Marianne gathered the abundant tit meat in her hands and squeezed it, rotating her thumbs over her nipples until she cried out. Their bodies, drenched with sweat, were warm and slippery. Throughout her wonderful delirium, she was aware of the battering charge. Marianne's dildo filled her completely.
She's so fucking hot, Marianne thought, pumping Desiree with everything she had.
Straining from the impulse to cum again, she concentrated on making her friend cum. She burrowed into her sluiced muff, grinding steadily against her inflamed bud.
"Yes," Desiree panted. The warm glow, which settled into her crotch, expanded. From Marianne's urgency, she knew she wanted to give her an orgasm. Her frantic rubbing made her peak. Ohhhhhh! Once she spasmed, Marianne would cream against the cumbersome rubber. "Hurry-keep fucking me!"
Marianne, however, wasn't prone to comply. Usually, she managed to delay orgasm, but tonight her appetite was especially fierce. Desiree, writhing in nude splendor beneath her, sent her big tits and fevered pussy against her cushiony front. Her snatch lips puckered over the dildo Marianne crammed between her legs like a clamp, greasing it with buttery slime. Marianne appeared ready to explode. She thrust blindly into her cunthole, brushing her little excitement dot with her attached fuck toy.
As much as Desiree chose to resist the direction of her strokes, it was futile. The decision was no longer hers as Marianne sent shuddering friction to her clitoris. She lost command of her senses as she was brought nearer and nearer to orgasm.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Desiree sobbed. "I'm going to cum, baby. I'm going to cum!"
In a flight of madness, Desiree choked back her scream as the contractions increased. Her fingers fell away, dripping with the nectarous excess. Her mind was incapable of absorbing another minute of what Marianne was doing to her body. In the throes of ecstasy, she jerked beneath his spasming frame, then went still.
Marianne charged herself between Desiree's legs until she received a sufficient amount of friction to spasm. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Oh, baby! I'm cumming, too! Ohhhhhhhhhh!"
Seconds later, Marianne rolled from her sweltering body, exhausted. Desiree's arms fell limply to her sides, then she went back and nursed the ache in her pussy with some relief-giving strokes.
"That was so nice," Desire moaned, fanning her fingers over her inflamed mound.
"Did it almost feel like a real cock?"
"Oh, yes." Desiree massaged herself softly. "It really did."
"How would you like to have a man join usthis very minute?"
Desiree's eyes grew huge. "Are you serious."
"Absolutely."
Marianne checked her watch. "Then you'll be pleased to know we'll have a visitor in the next few minutes. A male visitor, I might add."
"For me?" Desiree squeaked.
"For us." Marianne cuddled up to Desiree's curvaceous body. "He's from an escort service. Companions Unlimited."
"I never heard of them."
"You'll never forget them once our visitor arrives." Marianne deliberately held back on furnishing her friend all the information. She didn't want to spoil her little surprise.
As promised, the doorbell rang a short while later. Marianne rose from the bed, removed the belted dildo and returned it to its drawer, then went to greet their caller. A sublime smile appeared on her face. She could barely wait for the festivities to begin.
Angelo, the escort with whom she had been with earlier, grinned from the opposite side of the door. He scanned her in the same frank fashion as he had done once before. "You're looking good, Marianne."
"So are you."
"Where is the young lady we discussed."
"I'll take you to her."
Desiree perked the moment she set eyes on Angelo. He was exactly the kind of man with whom she could revisit straight sex.
Marianne took care of the introductions. "This is my special friend, Desiree. And this is Angelo, a man of extraordinary talent."
Angelo bowed his head. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Desiree. I understand you are equally skilled."
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable, Angelo?" Marianne suggested, "and join us?"
Desiree looked near fainting while she watched Angelo immodestly strip. She kept glancing at Marianne, who refused to supply her answers to questions that popped through her head. Marianne simply put a finger to her lips and smiled, then nodded that she look at the hunky escort.
After Angelo stripped off his clothes, he hopped onto his back against a mound of pillows. He looked good enough to eat. His rugged bearing and muscled body got them wet. It was his cock, strong and tall, standing between his hairy legs that received most their scrutiny.
"Okay girls," Angelo invited, "don't be shy. There's plenty here for both of you."
"Let me at it," Desiree said, unable to contain herself. Her tits bounced furiously as she swung toward him. Wow! Whoever Angelo was, he looked excellent. She had listened to many sex phone calls and heard men brag about their cocks, but Angelo took the prize. The sight of a large erection always got her juices going. Angelo was huge and ready for some tongue action-of that she was sure. "I want to suck it."
"Not if I get my mouth on it first," Marianne stated boldly. She cupped her mound and squeezed. Ohhhhhhhhhh, it was damp and ready to take him.
The sight of pussy-wet and eager-seemed to inspire Angelo. His dick visibly throbbed in his fist. "Can't wait, can you, girls? That's okay. I can handle two mouths, two pussies."
"Let's hope so," Marianne said. "You've got two hungry girls on your hands. Hungry for cock." Slowly, she climbed onto the bed. A fierce pounding occurred in her pussy. She shivered, remembering her experience of the other night.
Desiree froze as she moved between Angelo's splayed thighs. Her eyes sparkled while viewing that enormously jutting thing.
Marianne settled beside her, staring at his big thing. "Don't you want to touch that?" she prompted Desiree. "Feel it in your hand?"
Desiree's adrenaline surged. Oh, yeah, she thought. After spending months and months with only pussy in her mouth, nothing compared to that monster. Angelo looked so good, swelled up and prepared to be taken. She swallowed hard.
"Take it," Angelo offered, elevating his hips in offering. "I want you to."
Desiree was woozy with lust. It was insane not to help herself to some of that delicious-looking cock and reaffirm once again that she was a woman. A very hot woman who had always loved a hard dick-no matter how long it had been.
Jesus, it stood tall and thick. She wondered what it would feel like in her pussy.
Slowly she reached for it. She felt it pulse immediately in her clasp. Those hot impulses that seized her when she first saw him rocked her. She began to stroke his dick, feel it respond to her hand. It grew, bulging in her fist. She worked it, moving it, turning on to its heat.
"Yes," she said hoarsely. "This is the real thing, Marianne. The real thing."
Desiree became mesmerized. Her body screamed for the satisfaction this cock could undoubtedly give. She felt her own desire climb, her pussy moistening with each second she was manually attached to his appendage.
"Don't stroke him so fast," Marianne warned, massaging her shoulders and encouraging her to explore her basic instincts. "We don't want him exploding without one of us to receive it."
Angelo groaned against the pillows. "Ahhhhh. She knows how to use her hand. Oh, yeah. Go ahead, baby. Stroke me. Move my cock through your fist. Squeeze me. I can take it. I won't erupt that easily." He closed his eyes. "Oh, yeah, baby, stroke my cock. I like that. Oh, yeah. Nice and easy. like that, yeah."
Numbly, Desiree nodded. Her flesh prickled with an infusion of heat. Her fingers tightened around his cock.
When she felt Marianne's hands on her, caressing her shoulders, she made no effort to stop her. Her stimulation mounted. The flick of Marianne's tongue at her stiffened nipple filled her body with exquisiteness. She shut her eyes and shivered.
"Lick her," Angelo instructed. "Lick her pussy."
Marianne must have sensed Angelo's approval to proceed in this fashion. Some men's fantasies were triggered by something so simple as one woman cunt-lapping another.
"Let's show Angelo what we've done so many times before. Our kind of entertainment. Our kind of enjoyment." Marianne murmured.
"Yes."
Marianne found herself thrilling to the slurp taken. Her clitoris acknowledged the female tongue that took possession of it. Her emotions rebelled as she was eaten. Her knees trembled as the assault continued, enriching the experience they shared.
"Does it taste good?" he asked.
Desiree gulped. She concentrated on the outline of Marianne's sluiced lips, dipping into the sweet nectar. "Oh, yes, I love eating her cunt."
"Don't be greedy, now. Let her sit on my cock."
Hypnotically, Marianne mounted him. He pushed up into her in unhurried fashion, savoring his fit. It was more than Marianne could bear. She cried out, feeling his thickness opening her cunt. He gripped her shoulders and made her descent final with a shattering pull.
"Oh, my God," Marianne cried out.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, baby," Angelo gasped. "Right after you had her tongue there, you get this." He arched his hips and drove himself high into her snatch. His balls strained against her packed lips as he pumped her good.
Desiree watched with envy as Marianne fucked him, undulating her ass cheeks as she absorbed his length. She knew of the pleasure Marianne was-likely experiencing as he shafted her, longing for the same heavenly transport.
She moved behind her and studied the way her cunt lips gripped his thick stem. His swollen balls stretched and moved with him. On impulse, she sent her tongue fluttering against the delicate flesh. The salty taste inspired her. She wended her way to the rigid trunk, licking as she went. Some of Marianne's pussy juice flavored her tongue. Mmmmmm. She could no longer help herself. She actively suckled at them, transferring her tongue from him to her girlfriend. From his accelerated movement, her actions excited him.
"Sit on my face now," he addressed Desiree. "I want both of you on me."
Desiree was only too eager to comply. She settled herself just over him, lowering her groin so that he could brush it with his pointed tongue.
"Oh, God," she groaned. "Don't stop."
He pulled her down so she was covering his face, then did things with his mouth she found indescribable. She twisted and bucked as he ate her, making her body scream with pleasure.
"You like it wild, don't you?" he groaned.
"Yes, we love it."
"Me, too."
Across from her, Marianne humped. She rocked in consumed heat, maneuvering her pussy lips against his cock. From her dazed expression, Desiree knew she was about to cum. Instinctively, she reached out and pinched both her nipples. Marianne's mouth shaped into an agonized O, and then released a prolonged gasp. "Ohhhhhhh." A second later, she started shaking violently. "Uhhhh! God-"
"Go easy, baby," Angelo grunted. "If you move too fast in the wrong direction while you're sitting on me, you're going to hurt yourself."
Desiree pushed her backward, urging her against the bed. Still shuddering with orgasm, Marianne did not repel her efforts. His big dick popped from her cunt as she fell against the sheets, struggling for air.
"I want more of her pussy," Desiree stated, steering herself between Marianne's legs. She sucked at the pink flesh, lapping at the hole previously occupied by his cock. She could feel her still quivering from climax and the friction of his dick. Desiree shivered and licked, surprised by her appetite. She enjoyed it far beyond the stretch of her imagination.
Marianne moaned as Desiree ate her pussy. She was too overcome by stimulation to prevent her tongue from stroking her clit. She writhed and clutched at her shoulders, then finally clawed her head as Desiree worked on her.
Desiree felt the mattress shift from behind, then suddenly, he was positioned by her ass with his stiff cock. "Hold it right there," Angelo said, then a second later, he slipped his hard thing between her tight cunt lips. "Ahhhhhhhhh."
She groaned aloud as he began fucking her, slamming his groin against her butt. He dick thickly penetrated her, dominating her senses. She gave out a whimper, then plunged onward with her task. Desiree wanted to make Marianne cum again.
"Suck her," Angelo commanded. "Suck her good. Eat that pussy!"
Marianne felt on fire. She twisted her body to and fro, thrusting her groin in Desiree's face. The sensation was building, building.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"
He hastened his strokes, then sent his cum gushing into Desiree's hole. She had just achieved orgasm as he hammered his shaft in his final throes.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
Angelo was unstoppable. Insanely, he swung his hips, powering himself into Desiree's sopping hole.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned as he went in and out. She clawed at the sheets. "Oh, God-Angelo, fuck me! Please, fuck me!
Angelo didn't require prompting. He swung his hips at her, burying his cock again and again. It slid sweetly into her hot pussy, covering his entire bulk. Oh, yeah, he thought dreamily, jamming all he had into her-nice, juicy cunt.
Desiree listened to the wet sounds they generated while connected. She sobbed as he occupied so much space in her body. It was incredible, having such a throbbing, solid thing in her pussy.
Marianne watched them while stroking herself. She couldn't believe how hot they looked. She recalled her singular pleasure while Angelo had given her the same business. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Just thinking about it got her horny all over again.
While Angelo fucked Desiree, Marianne's fertile imagination went to work. She thought about a way of bringing the three of them together in a way that would thrill her endlessly.
"How does she feel, stud?" Marianne sassed.
"Nice." Angelo kept pumping Desiree with his cock. His eyes, however, were glued to Marianne.
Desiree could barely look at her. Each thrust propelled her closer to orgasm. "Ohhhhhhhhhh."
Angelo fucked Desiree faster as he studied the delightful angles of Marianne's flesh.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked, keen to his observation.
"Why don't you return to bed and I'll show you," Angelo muttered, slamming his dick hard into Desiree's pussy. "I'll pump you for a while."
Marianne giggled. "I intend to, but under my conditions."
Angelo didn't have the remotest idea as to what Marianne was suggesting. At the moment, he didn't care. He had Desiree to please first. Her snatch absorbed him in one long, continuous swallow. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It felt so good, he knew he couldn't pull out and take care of Marianne. No, he was going to cum inside Desiree first, then repeat his previous performance of showing Marianne what a real man could do.
Marianne strutted over to the drawer and extracted the dildo attached to the elastic straps.
"What are you going to do with that?" Angelo asked.
Marianne's lips curved. "I'm going to fuck you with it."
Angelo laughed. "You've got to be kidding. I'm not going to let you stick a thing like that in my ass. That's not what we agreed upon."
"Sure you will," she purred. "You're a stud, capable of handling all types of pleasure. Think about what you're shoving into Desiree. Having you ever wondered what it would be feel to have a woman fuck you."
Angelo said nothing, watching her closely.
Marianne looped the strap about her waist and fastened it. The dildo stretched from her pussy like an excited cock. The dark hair of her pussy curled around its thick base. "It'll be fun, baby. It'll feel so good."
Angelo swallowed roughly. He could do little more than fuck Desiree while Marianne climbed onto the bed. He felt her hot, stimulating breath against his neck. He sensed her lustful vibrations, then shuddered as she massaged his shoulders.
"I won't hurt you, stud," she sighed. "I'll go slow. It'll be good."
Desiree was surprised Angelo would allow Marianne to carry out her kinky plan. He made no motion to push her away, to challenge her authority. Angelo didn't strike her as the kind of man who would go for that sort of thing. Even as she considered his acceptance, she moaned and took what he crammed between her legs. All she could do was remain on her knees and elbows while that huge cock penetrated her. Ohhhhhhhh. It felt so good, she couldn't resist it.
Marianne, with a tube of K-Y Jelly in her possession, squeezed an abundant amount on her palm. She watched as it oozed thickly onto her skin, then let her eyes flicker at Angelo. She saw his balls mold against Desiree's ass as he pushed his entire cock into her pussy. She listened to Desiree respond breathlessly as she was fucked with it.
"Desiree and I just used this," she explained, her voice tender and bewitching. "I fucked her pussy. She loved every second of it." She turned to her friend. "Which do you prefer, baby: real flesh and blood, or rubber?"
"Ohhhhhhhhhh," Desiree replied, surrendering to the ecstasy of the moment.
Marianne's lips curved. "Does it feel good to stick your whole thing into her cunt, then listen to her verbal pleasure?"
Angelo was shaking, pumping Desiree softly. It was as though he was anticipating Marianne's move.
Marianne smeared the tip of the dildo with K-Y, then transferred the rest to her other finger. She looked for Angelo's expression as she inserted that finger into his anus.
"Oh, Jesus," he muttered, pausing only for a second before resuming his fever-giving strokes.
"It's nice, eh?" Marianne taunted. She pushed her digit further into his rectum, sliding back and forth, letting it disappear into his butt. "Feels good?"
"Christ." His voice was low, tense.
Marianne gave him several more seconds of pumping before removing her finger. He was sufficiently lubricated, she decided. She brought the head of the dildo to his asshole. "I take it you escorts have never been asked to do this, eh? But that's what you're paid for: to explore new horizons, look for new avenues of pleasure. Ohhhhhhhhhh. I'll take care of you, baby. I promise. I want you to enjoy it. I'll go nice and slow."
Angelo's groin whacked Desiree's buttocks even harder. The wet sounds reverberated throughout the room. Desiree was equally excited, almost as if she was the one about to receive that thing attached to Marianne. Both seemed to defer to her command. Marianne plainly dominated the scene.
Marianne steered the rubber head into position, then pushed into Angelo's butt.
"Ahhhhhhhh," Angelo groaned, his features contorted. "Oh, God." He choked up as she urged it through his startled anus, his tone guttural.
"It's okay, baby," Marianne purred, caressing his biceps with one hand while working the dildo into his ass with the other. "It's okay."
"God," he hissed, clenching his teeth. He gripped Desiree tightly by the waist, giving her an example of the sensations he underwent. Not once, however, did he demand Marianne stop. He submitted to her full-flamed desire.
Marianne penetrated him, allowing several moments to pass before she reached bottom. She then began dragging it back and forth, causing his rectum to bulge as she fucked him. "How does it feel now, baby? Good?"
He groaned heavily, letting it absorb him. Sweat dripped profusely from his brow, trickling onto Desiree's back. His mutterings were unintelligible.
Whether or not getting fucked in the ass had comprised his vast sexual experiences, Angelo seemed interested in moving forward. He did not jerk away from Marianne, nor did he insist she halt.
Desiree moaned, feeling his hard cock bore into her cunt. If anything, getting his ass pumped by Marianne fed him with excitement as never before. He almost seemed to get bigger while in her pussy, straining her walls to the max. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. "More," she panted at Angelo. "More, baby. Fuck me harder. Yes."
Marianne enjoyed fucking Angelo. She suspected Angelo had a fantasy such as the one she invented. After servicing so many women, it was probably a treat to let one do as she wished with him. She gladly serviced him, swinging her hips toward him and burying the dildo in his ass. "Take it, stud. Take it all. Here it comes. You like it-I can see that. Here-"
"Jesus," he groaned again, hungering for it. "Yes. Oh, baby. Fuck me. Go ahead. Bury that mother. Oh, Jesus. Fuck my ass. Give it to me."
"You like being fucked by a woman," Marianne said. "You like having one give you that same thrill." The base of the dildo placed a higher demand against her sodden flesh. She felt it dig into her pussy, rubbing against her clit.
Marianne was getting horny from the fluctuating pressure. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. She could probably cum, if she concentrated enough.
"Fuck him, Marianne," Desiree called out to her. "Fuck his ass."
"I am, baby," Marianne said. "I'm fucking him for both of us."
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Angelo gasped, feeling it slide deep into his butt, stimulating his sphincter as never before. "Oh, God. Oh, baby. Yeah. Get it all in there. Push with your pussy. Yeah. Fuck me."
Marianne worked the dildo harder, pumping him until he was out of breath. Angelo's face was red, streaming with perspiration. He saw Desiree taking pleasure from his cock as he fucked her, then took pleasure from Marianne fucking him.
"Oh, God, baby," he grunted. "Ughhhhhhh-"
He didn't spare a moment. He pulled his cock out of Desiree and shot over her ass. His cum splashed over her quivering flesh. He stroked himself, letting those creamy beads ooze from his cumhole.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," he muttered, pumping himself with his fist. "Yeah."
Very slowly, Marianne pulled out of Angelo. She didn't want to overdo it. The dildo was slick from the K-Y and his ass. She detached the straps and tossed it over to the side.
Shortly after she withdrew the dildo from
Angelo, he collapsed onto his side, breathing roughly. He was still shuddering with orgasm.
Marianne slithered up to Desiree, wrapping her in her arms. "How did that rate to your damned sex phone calls? Hotter, I'll bet."
Desiree smiled dreamily. "Much."
Angelo groaned, then turned over on his other side.
Marianne smirked. She'd have to return the video tape to him before he left-a condition Angelo had set prior to making their little arrangement.
After Angelo had fucked her the other night, he'd found the video camera whirring away, capturing him on tape. Marianne had no choice but to explain her intention of writing a tell-all story to splash over the front page of Snitch. Angelo decided to bargain with her: if she surrendered the tape, he would give her one additional night of intense pleasure. Marianne, considering her girlfriend Desiree, and shivering from the number of orgasms he gave her, agreed. Angelo had reawakened her need for cock-he could do the same for Desiree.
Angelo had performed wonderfully. Marianne felt he preserved his end of their pact. She might not have her front page story, but she received something a lot more delicious.
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