My body slammed into Amber’s, feeling the glory of her tight little pussy, but my eyes wandered down to my wife as she writhed on the floor, her body so exhausted from pleasure that all I could hear now were whimpers coming from her throat. Austin was planted between her legs, licking her feverishly, bringing her to one climax after another, something that I knew she loved to feel when it finally happened to her. Her body glistened in the firelight, and just as my eyes moved over her tits to her face, she opened her eyes, smiling at me in ecstasy before erupting again into orgasm.
I reached back around Amber’s waist and leaned my face into her back, breathing in her scent and her skin. God, she felt so fucking good. I couldn’t get enough of her pussy, just like it was when we were roommates, meeting in the darkness and quiet of the kitchen. We would fuck without a sound, leaning over the counter, reaching our climaxes slowly and sensually, our bodies shaking against each other. Her body had always been so tight, her hips perfectly proportioned to the rest of her, and her tits were always so perky. Her body was always one of those that drove me absolutely nuts, not quite as nuts as my wife’s, but it still gave me a hard-on anytime I laid my eyes on it. She had kind of been a goal for me when we lived together, the sweet, innocent, little Midwestern girl, but when I really got ahold of her, I realized the fire that burned inside of her was much more complex than I had originally assumed. There were many times that she had completely blown my mind during sex.
She had been one of the most fun partners that I had ever had, and from the look and feel of it, that hadn’t changed at all. When we first arrived, I thought that she was going to be a lot different than she was before, but when Kristin finally broke down those walls, she revealed herself to be the same hot girl that she walked around our apartment as many years before.
As I thrust my cock deep inside of her, feeling her lean into me, I looked down and watched as Kristin pushed Austin back, turned around, and straddled his face. She bent forward and grabbed onto his cock, ready to suck the hell out of that poor bastard. Kristin pretty much excelled at everything sexual, but she was extra blessed when it came to blow jobs, something that she had confessed repeatedly that she loved to do. Who was I to keep her from doing what she loved? So, when she was in the mood, I leaned back and let her go wild on my dick. Sometimes, she was so good I came within minutes, which was pretty much unheard of for me.
Kristin looked up at me as she leaned forward and smiled, opening her mouth and swallowing Austin’s cock. It was so hot to watch her suck him off, hard and fast, and all I could do was latch down on Amber and start fucking her deep and fast. She was writhing in my arms, feeling my cock dig down deep into her, her pussy dripping wet from our movements. I could feel her moving closer to climax by the second.
Amber had always been a multi-orgasmic girl, someone I was able to push from having a couple orgasms per sex session, to all-out rolling orgasms where I left her lying face down in the bed, unable to move. When she moved from climax to climax, it was the most erotic feeling o
n my cock. Her warm, tight pussy would vibrate and pulsate repeatedly, over and over again, on my dick, squeezing me tightly inside and releasing as I pushed inside of her over and over again. It was pretty much the most arousing feeling I had ever felt, and a surefire way to make me come. I tried to leave that for when I was running out of energy so that I could finish out sex with a hot, shaking end. That was exactly what I was planning on doing to her right there on that couch in just a little while. She might not know it, but by tomorrow, she would be walking funny.
I pulled myself from on top of her and sat up on the couch, watching her breath deeply from the amount of pleasure that had run through her body over the last twenty minutes or so. I wasn’t wasting any time this time around. It had been way too long to pussyfoot around her body. I pulled her up and had her straddle me again, her back facing me and her perfect little ass slapping into my abdomen. I leaned my back against the couch and pulled her with me, her body moving like a wave over me, her pussy barely pulling up before moving back down on my cock. I reached around her, cupped my hand over her clit, and began to rub. She put her fingers on my hand, trying to slow me down, but then she released them, letting her weight fall back onto me.
When she leaned her head back, she took in a deep breath and clenched her hands down on my thighs, rolling her hips faster and faster as she exploded into orgasm. She cried out in pleasure, her heart beating heavily in her chest as I continued to rub faster and faster on her clit. She walked from one orgasm to another, folding her pussy tightly around my dick. I pushed her up to a sitting position and grabbed her waist, pulling her up to the tip of my cock and slamming her down hard, feeling her wetness gushing out and trickling down my balls. My fingers gripped tighter around her body as I thrust my hips up and down at a fevered pace, wanting to feel her come over and over, giving her absolutely no reprieve from the earth-shattering orgasms that were flooding her body so quickly she couldn’t tell where one ended and the next began.
She whimpered loudly, and I slowed my hips, pulling my hand back and finally giving her a small break. I could feel her pussy clenching and releasing over and over on my dick as she slowed her breathing down and regathered her energy. I wasn’t done with her yet, but I knew if I continued like this, she was going to tap out before I had a chance to climax. It had been too long, and I wanted her to be the one to make me come. Slowly, I lifted her up and down my shaft, my lips trailing over the curves in her shoulders and back. All around us, people were moaning and shaking with ecstasy, and I wanted to get her back to the point where she couldn’t even think straight.
For several moments, I lifted her gently up and slid her back down my cock until she started to move her hips against me again. Her small moans echoed in my ears. She was back, and I was more than ready to fuck her until I came. I reached around and grabbed her tits, lifting her up and pushing her off my lap and to the side. She laid down slowly on the couch and pulled her legs in front of her, spreading them open. I smiled and crawled forward, pulling her arms up over her head and sliding in between her legs. I tipped my hips as I moved forward, slowly pushing inside of her, watching as her mouth opened and she gasped. I looked down in her eyes, like I did on those lonely nights in the kitchen, and started to fuck her, rolling slowly into her as she breathed heavily, with nothing but the sounds of the others echoing around us.
I rubbed my hand across her face, moving her hair from her eyes, and dipped down, pushing deep and hard inside of her. She looked up at me and rolled her shoulders, giving me a coy little smile just like she always did. I was ready to pick this back up, ready to kick it into high gear once more, but I wasn’t sure that she was. She unhooked her fingers from mine and rubbed them around my sides and down to my ass where she grasped my cheeks firmly. She opened up her hips and wrapped her legs around my waist, lifting herself up and meeting my gentle movements. A low groan came from her chest, and she closed her eyes, grinding her pussy against me. I could tell she was almost at the point where she would start begging me for more. It was like a little game we used to play with each other, a game to see who could last the longest.
“Are you ready?” I whispered to her.
“I’ve been ready since college,” she said with a wink. “Stop being a pussy, and fuck me already.”
I laughed loudly, surprised to hear those words come from her lips. She always came off as such a prim and proper girl, but in the bedroom, all bets were off. She could be vicious, teasing me until I was practically begging for it, or I just lost control and slammed her down, fucking the hell out of her. This time, though, she wasn’t withholding anything, and I was more than happy to take her to the next level, especially since she was verbally letting me have it. I smiled at her and started to pump my hips faster, staring down into her eyes. She pursed her lips and closed her eyes, unhooking her legs from my waist and opening up wide for me.
I lifted myself up on my knees and picked her up under the ass, grasping her waist for full control. She reached out, her arms flailing as I sank my cock deep inside of her over and over again. Her hand came down between her legs, and she rubbed her clit, moaning and whining as she grew closer to yet another orgasm. This one, though, was going to be the best one yet, and I was hoping to leave her so wrecked she wouldn’t move from the couch afterward. She was spicy, but ultimately put the control in my hands, while Kristin liked to be the one in full control. The sound of her screams hit me in the chest, and all the other thoughts faded away. My eyes bore down on her perfect tits, bouncing up and down, and I could feel the pressure building in my stomach.
I adjusted my hands, squeezing her ass tightly as I pounded into her, hard and fast. Her fingers started to slow, and her head flew back, a loud, high-pitched moan coming from her mouth. Her body stiffened, and she busted into full orgasm, her pussy clamping down on my cock hard. I groaned loudly, fucking her with everything I had until finally, pushing into her hard and deep, my cock exploded, sending a flood of pleasure surging through every part of my body. We sat there frozen, unable to move from that spot as the waves of fire fluttered through both of us, slowly dissipating and releasing the grip on our muscles.
I slowly lowered her back onto the couch and sat there with my hands on my legs, trying to slow down my heartbeat. My cock was red and pulsing, raw from so much sex. I watched as she pulled her hands up to her face and laughed, realizing that the moans all around had slowed to a stop. It seemed that all the couples had finally reached their climaxes, and it was even better than I thought it was going to be.
Chapter 27
Jessica
I smiled and leaned toward Matt, closing my eyes and kissing him softly. I pulled myself off the bed and stretched my arms up over my head. Everyone was starting to come back to life again.
“Thank you for an amazing time,” I said with a wink.
“You are amazing,” he said with a chuckle.
I smiled at him and understood right then what Amber saw in him. He wasn’t my type at all for a relationship, but he had that same charm that Amber did. It was a little sincerity, a little sassiness, and a lot of fire. They definitely made the perfect couple, especially now that they had opened up a new part of their relationship. I winked at him again and turned quickly, my hair spinning around me as I pranced off to the kitchen. I tiptoed across the cold, tiled floor to the cabinet and pulled down a glass. I stood there for a minute, thinking about Austin and how amazing everything had turned out. He had really opened up when I never thought he would.
I turned on the faucet and filled the glass to the top, bringing it to my lips and gulping it down, not realizing just how thirsty I actually was. When I was done drinking, I refilled the glass and headed out to the main room to bring some to Austin, assuming after what he just did, he would need some water. I danced out of the kitchen and looked down at Kristin, who was still lying on the floor next to Austin. I walked over next to them, and Kristin looked up at me with a sweet smile. I smiled back, remembering how much I adored her. She really was an amazing woman and a really good friend. Now, to both of us.
“I brought you some water,” I said happily to Austin.
“Aww, thank you baby,” he said, taking the glass.
He sat up on his elbows and put the glass to his lips, gulping it just as fast as I had. When he had finished the glass, I took it from him and set it on the table, giggling at how thirsty he was. I guessed eating someone out for that long would work up quite the thirst. I knelt down on the floor and laid next to Austin, resting my head on his chest for a minute. He stroked my head like he always did when we were cuddling. I picked up my head and smiled at him.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said. “I just wanted to thank you for loosening up. That’s all.”