“I never thought I’d be saying this,” she whispers, turning her face to me and looking me in the eye, “but I can’t wait to taste you.”
“Then do it,” I tell her with a smile, placing both my hands on her head and gently pushing her down. She goes willingly, taking her lips straight to my clit and wrapping them around it. Sucking on it, she uses the tip of her tongue to jab at that sensitive spot, at the same time, she takes one hand to my right breasts and squeezes on it harshly, pinching my nipple between her thumb and index finger. My brain is working overtime, trying to process everything that I’m feeling from my pussy and clit to my breasts, it’s almost too much pleasure for just one woman. Of course, I’m not just any woman, I’m Destiny.
“Faster…” I say, but I don’t even know to whom I’m talking to. Either way, it doesn’t matter; they both hear me, and they both obey. Austin starts thrusting more harshly while Strokes sucks so hard I can already feel that sweet pressure mounting inside of me.
“Don’t you stop…” I tell them, and Austin’s answer is a quick one.
“Does it look like we’re going to stop?” he says, thrusting even harder at the same time. “We wouldn’t stop for anything in this world,” he continues, and I look at him with a dazed expression. This is my man right here, the one with the right answers coming at the right time.
Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and let pleasure overtake me. My insides are burning so fiercely that I might combust, and my mind right now is a blank canvas, a canvas where ecstasy is the only ink allowed.
“Come, babe,” I hear Austin say, and his words ring out inside of my head like a gunshot. High voltage runs through my spine, spreading out to my limbs and giving an extra kick to my heart, and I come again. My back is arched, my whole body as tense as a nocked arrow, and I only relax when Strokes starts circling my clit with her tongue, fanning the flames of pleasure that are devouring me. “That’s it…”
I open my mouth to speak, but words are useless right now. Pleasure is the language we’re using, and it isn’t the kind of language that needs something as primal as words. Right now, I don’t even know what I’m doing with my body, or if I’m moaning or screaming; I feel as if I’m floating in the void, all my being as light as a feather. My body and Austin’s are one, and even Strokes’ mouth feels like something ethereal and out of this world.
I’m in heaven.
“She’s delicious… You were right,” I hear Mistress Strokes’ say as her lips leave my clit. I force my eyes open, my consciousness clumsily landing on the real world, and I place one hand under Strokes’ chin. My fluids are dripping down her face, and her lips are glistening from it. I pull her into me and, not even thinking about it, I reach for her mouth with mine. The moment our lips touch, I feel my own scent and flavor inundate me. I don’t mean to brag, but I have to agree with them: I’m delicious. Well, I might be a bit biased here, I’ll admit it.
“You’re really good,” I tell her strokes as she pulls back from our kiss. Smiling, she goes up to her feet, and there’s a look of understanding between us. She takes one step back and lays back on the side sofa, looking at us. She knows that this isn’t her show, it’s mine and Austin’s, but she couldn’t be happier that we trusted her enough to join in. Now, though, she’s back to watching the show… And, judging by the look in her eyes, she’s going to love every second of it.
“We have an audience, Austin,” I reach for him, placing both my hands on his cheeks. “Let’s make sure she won’t forget about this anytime soon.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he tells me, sliding his cock out of me. I sit up on the couch and, following his lead, I go up to my feet. I turn toward Strokes and I bend over, placing my hands on the edge of the sofa, right between her legs. Austin positions himself behind me and, grabbing my hips, forces me to jut my ass back at him.
“You have no idea howthis is,” Strokes whispers, locking her eyes with mine. Unblinking, she parts her legs and slides one hand down her stomach, two fingers over her clit.
“Enjoy then,” I tell her, pressing my ass back against Austin. His shaft is nestled between my ass cheeks and I start stroking him like that, moving my hips in a up down and motion. He accompanies my movement, his shaft sliding up and down over my crack, but I can feel the tension growing in the way he holds me. Still, he keeps his position, prolonging the build-up.
“Fuck,” I gasp as, moving suddenly, he lifts one hand up in the air and then brings it down hard, slapping my ass harshly. My whole body shakes as I feel the impact, and he just does it again, lifting his hand and bringing it down against my cheeks. I can already imagine the red marks of his fingers on my ass, a sweet memento I don’t mind having on me.
“Is that all you have?” I ask him, looking over my shoulder at him. He doesn’t say a thing - he just smirks and, narrowing his eyes, smacks my ass so hard that I think I’ll fall forward and collapse on top of Strokes. Instead, I just moan as loud as I can, my voice trembling as pain turns into pleasure by the time it reaches my brain. “Fuck me…” I find myself saying, the words flying out of my mouth before I even know what I’m saying. “Now…” I hiss, gritting my teeth as he pulls his cock out from my ass and angles it down, placing it right between my thighs. A shiver goes up my spine as I feel the warmness of his cock against my folds and then, with one sudden stroke, he’s in me, twelve inches of pure ecstasy stretching me wide.
He doesn’t start slow, no, we have already ignited our engines, and now we must go full throttle. Pistoning into me so hard that my whole body rocks back and forth, I grind my teeth as I hear the constant sound of his thighs slapping my ass.
I make an effort to keep my eyes open and I look at Strokes, delight washing over me as I see the look of pure ecstasy on her face. She’s rubbing her clit hard with one hand, and now she has placed the other one over her folds. Never taking her eyes out of me, she slides two fingers in her and starts sliding them in and out, fingering herself while she keeps rubbing her clit with fast jerky movements.
Seeing Strokes please herself while Austin pounds into me… Somehow, that does it for me. Pleasure’s coiled inside of me but, in a simple instant, it springs free and spreads through my body like a storm. I push my ass back at Austin as hard as I can, forcing his twelve thick inches to go as deep as possible, and then I let out a scream loud enough to ruin your eardrums.
I almost collapse to the floor, my body suddenly becoming so weak that my knees start to buckle. But I push through, grabbing hard at the edge of the sofa, and manage to keep my position until the orgasm finally starts to subside. But Austin keeps thrusting me, fucking me with such an intensity that I realize he’s readying himself for the big ending - but I’m not ready for it. Not yet.
Moving fast, I stand up and force his cock to pop out of my pussy. I turn to him fast, just in time to see the bewildered look on his face, and then I grin and laugh.
“We’re not done yet,” I tell him, pressing my lips on his.
“Now you’re speaking, babe” he grins back at me, his cock pulsing so hard I’m actually amazed he has managed to stop himself from cumming.
“I want you to… fuck my ass again,” I say, slowly going down to the floor. I go on all fours, turning myself to Strokes again, and I place my elbows down on the floor. Austin kneels behind me, his big hands resting on my cheeks and spreading them wide, and then he takes the tip of his cock straight to my hole.
“Do it…” I moan, mentally readying myself for the cocktail of pain and pleasure he’s going to serve me. Taking his time, he starts to push his cock inside of me, his girth straining against my inner walls as it stretches my ass. “Oh, fuck…” I moan again, making the effort to push my ass back at him. I only stop moving when I feel his whole cock inside of me, my ass cheeks pressed against his thighs, and I take a deep breath. “As hard as you can, Austin… And we don’t stop till we’re done,” I order, straining my vocal chords to get the words out. This is it, the final lap, the victory lap.
“You’re getting bossy, aren’t you?” he starts, sliding his cock halfway out. “I guess I’ll just have to fuck that bossiness out of you.” He’s barely finished speaking when he thrusts violently, his length pushing its way deep inside of me. I scream so violently that I don’t even know how my throat is capable of producing such a sound, I guess that’s just a side effect of having a twelve-inch cock deep inside my ass.
I let my head fall down, my hair cascading over my shoulders and covering my face, and surrender to the way Austin is fucking me. His hands are still on my cheeks, keeping them parted, and he’s rocking hips fast, his cock working me like a piston.
This time, I don’t even feel it coming. There’s no mounting pressure, and my muscles don’t even tense up. No, this time pleasure just explodes inside of me without a warning, the detonation shaking me to the foundations. I go blind momentarily, or are my eyes shut? And I even stop hearing what’s around me. I lose myself in my inner w
orld, adrift in a raging river of blissful ecstasy. Austin is still thrusting, though, but I feel him close to the finish line.