Running a fingertip up one thigh, across her lower belly and down the other, I took in the heaven in between. She wasn’t bare like some women, but she was waxed so a little thatch of pale hair crowned her pussy. Her inner lips were plump and swollen—and wet—opening her slit. I couldn’t miss her clit, all hard and exposed for me. I knew I could flick that protective hood back and she’d be sensitive. I could see almost all of her as she stood before me, but looking wasn’t enough. Oh, fuck no. I wanted to touch, taste and get inside.
When I looked up at her, her head was on Tucker’s shoulder, eyes closed as he had her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. Tugging, pinching.
I met his gaze and he nodded. Yeah, she wanted this. She was ready.
“Let’s see how wet you are, sugar.” I cupped her pussy and her hips bucked, my fingers getting coated from the motion. Soaked. No one could miss the wet sounds.
“Oh yeah,” Tucker growled. “Look at Colton’s hand all covered in your pussy juice. Is that all for us?”
She glanced down at me, her blue eyes dark and stormy and so very blurry. As I slid my fingers over her, parting her, finding her entrance, then easily sliding a finger in nice and deep, she began to hump my fingers.
“Yes! Oh god, I need that,” she groaned.
She was tight. Hot. Clenching. My dick dripped more pre-cum, angry at not being the thing making her writhe and moan.
I pulled out immediately and she gasped. “No!”
“Your poor pussy. If you’re going to ride something, sugar, it’s going to be my dick.”
“Please,” she begged. “I need it.”
Yeah, she did.
“You on the pill, sugar?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“I’m clean. Got the papers to prove it. Now, I’ll get up and get them, get a whole box of condoms if that’s what you want. But know this, I’ve never gone bare before. Never gone without suiting up.”
“Me either,” Tucker said.
“We vowed we’d only fuck raw with the woman we’re keeping. That’s you, sugar.”
I watched her face as I said those words. We’d been telling her as much all month long, but now it was serious. We’d wear condoms for as long as she wanted, until she was as sure as we were. I’d be patient, but it’d be hard—like me—especially now that I’d gotten my fingers in that sweet pussy. Knew what it felt like, what it would be like with nothing between us.
“Or,” I continued. “You can climb on right now and you can fuck me bare. Get my dick all coated in all that sweet, sticky honey.”
Tucker’s hand slid down over her belly and between her thighs. She gasped as he felt how wet she was. “Oh yeah, I can’t wait to get my dick in all that. Make you mine.”
“No condom. Now. Please,” she said, reaching out and taking hold of my shoulder.
Tucker moved his hand away and with a frantic need about her, she climbed up on my lap, her soft tits bumping my face as she hovered over my dick, wiggled her hips until I settled at her entrance, then lowered herself down.
We groaned together as I felt her stretch and open for me. The feel of her was the most incredible thing in the whole fucking world. Hot and wet, and so tight. Going bare was incredible and I wasn’t all the way in. I was too much for her to fit on her first try and without help.
Settling my hands around her narrow waist, I shifted her. “Lean back, sugar. That’s it. Good. See, you took a little bit more of me. Another few inches.”
A whimper escaped as she tried to get my massive cock up in her. I was cramming her full and she wasn’t done yet.
Leaning forward, I took her nipple in my mouth. Sucked, then carefully bit down.
Her pussy instantly flooded and she slid down another inch.
“That’s a good girl, working your way onto Colton’s dick,” Tucker said, sliding a hand over her hair, down her bare back. “I can see your pussy swallowing him up.”
With her hands on my shoulders, she met my eyes, lifted up a bit.
“Oh fuck, his dick is coated. You need this, don’t you, tiger?”