“I need that cock, baby,” she coos. “It was so good the last time I sucked it. I need another taste.” She crawls toward me, still trying to get my cock out of my pants. Like I said, my cock is harder than it’s ever been, but it’s that way because of Lizzie. It takes all my will force to get her off me.
To be honest, I bet this escort could make me cum in her mouth, and my dick would still be hard enough to give it to Lizzie really good. But tonight isn’t about my needs. I want to give Lizzie everything she has dreamed about.
“Get up and follow me.” I don’t say it forcefully. Nothing anyone could do could ruin my anticipation for tonight and what is about to happen.
We exit my bedroom, and the look on Lizzie’s face when she sees me come out with an escort is priceless.
“Don’t tell me you’ve been fucking escorts in your spare time?” she says.
“Around when we first met, you told me one of your biggest sexual fantasies was to have a threesome.”
“That’s right. I did.” A smirk comes across Lizzie’s face, and I can tell what she’s realizing what I’ve done.
“So, before any deals are made with Bennet Babes, I figured I should be the one to help you indulge in your biggest fantasy. And that’s why I brought Madeline here.”
Madeline walks toward Lizzie. Lizzie
doesn’t flinch.
Once they’re face-to-face, Lizzie even raises her head so that it can be more level with Madeline’s, who’s a bit taller than her. Madeline takes the diamond pendant attached to Lizzie’s necklace and really takes it in.
“That’s a beautiful diamond.”
“It is,” Lizzie says.
“And it’s adorned to a beautiful woman.”
Without missing a beat, Lizzie leans in and starts making out with Madeline. It’s intense. There’s nothing I want to do more than grab both of them and take them to the bedroom. But I stand back and watch.
Lizzie shoves her tongue into Madeline’s mouth. Madeline grabs Lizzie’s tits, taking them out of the dress. Madeline then starts moving downward and sucks on Lizzie’s nipple.
Lizzie moans.
A threesome is the best thing a couple can do, in my opinion. I assume most couples worry bringing another partner into the mix will make things awkward in the long run.
But for starters, Lizzie and I aren’t a couple. There’s no emotional component to our relationship so far. And the way I watch Lizzie moan as Madeline sucks on her tits, I can tell she has no emotional attachment to the escort.
She’s still my girl. Me getting jealous of Lizzie enjoying an escort would be like getting mad at her for using a vibrator. She’s just indulging in a little side-pleasure to what I’m giving her.
And I know soon enough, I’ll join in on the fun.
The escort stops. She pulls the corners of the dress back over Lizzie’s chest to conceal her tits. Madeline takes Lizzie by the hand and leads her into the bedroom.
When they walk past me, Lizzie takes my hand to lead me in, too. I’m about to fuck two beautiful women and probably cum more times tonight than I have every other time in my life put together.
I love my life.
Lizzie
The escort is beautiful. Like smoking hot, sex-on-fire gorgeous.
“Enjoy her, Lizzie,” Darcy says from the doorway of the bedroom. “She’s yours.”
For the evening, at least, it looks like he’s right. But she’s more than just some woman he’s paid to get me off too.
This woman is also everything that I fantasized about the other night in Darcy’s limo, everything I touched myself to, rubbed my clit to the thought of—orgasmed for.
“Oh,” I sigh gently as the escort runs her hands down my body. She strokes me like I’m a beloved pet. Only, the things she’s done with me—the things I know we’re about to do—they aren’t the kind of things that you want to do with dear old Fido.