Carl’s hand looked enormous against CeCe’s chest as he pushed gently until she was lying back with her legs dangling over the edge. CeCe gasped when Carl knelt in front of her to swipe his tongue the length of her slit. Even from this distance, it was easy to see the beads of moisture dotting the folds.
“Oh my God.” Miami hadn’t intended to speak the words out loud, but once again, she’d been so lost in the moment, she’d forgotten to keep her thoughts to herself. Even though the response was barely a whisper of breath, Essex nor Giles missed them.
“What are you thinking, baby?” The warmth of Essex’s breath against her neck made Miami shudder. “Are you picturing yourself between Giles and me? Are you wondering how hot it would be to have me licking your pussy as others looked on?” The question was loaded with innuendo, and none of it was lost on her. “Look to your left, baby.” Miami turned her head to where Kent and Kyle West were settling Tobi on another long table.
Kent and Kyle had already stripped out of their clothing. Miami couldn’t help but admire the way their back muscles rippled as the moonlight danced over their sweat-slicked skin. Tobi turned her face toward one of the men when he stepped closer. He wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping it several times before painting Tobi’s lips with the pre-cum Miami could see glistening at the tip. Looking on as he pushed himself between Tobi’s lips was one of the hottest things Miami had ever witnessed.
“Are you watching Kyle fucking his sub’s mouth? Pay attention to the way she lifts as he pulls back. It looks like she’s following his cock to keep him close. It’s easy to see how much she loves giving him pleasure.” Giles closed the last few inches between them, the tips of his calloused fingers brushing over the bare skin of Miami’s thighs. The touch ignited need deep in her core, and he didn’t miss the subtle tremble of her legs. “Widen your stance, Miami. I want to see how wet your pretty pussy is.” Her feet moved without volition from her conscious mind.
“Such a good girl. We’re going to reward your compliance, baby.” Essex’s words barely registered as she watched Kent West push his hard cock between the swollen lips of Tobi’s pussy. He hadn’t hesitated, slamming home in one sharp thrust. Tobi’s back arched off the table, her cry muffled by Kyle shuttling his length rapidly between her lips. It was impossible to look away, but CeCe’s gasp drew her attention.
Miami wasn’t sure how she’d missed Carl shedding his clothing, but the man’s body was nothing short of a work of art. His blonde hair caught the moonlight before it highlighted the muscles on his back, making Miami wonder why he hadn’t chosen to model professionally.
“We’ll never punish you for admiring the human body, but drooling might be considered over the top.” Essex’s voice was brimming with amusement.
Miami wondered how he’d read her mind.
Carl pushed deep and threw his head back in a move so hot, Miami couldn’t help but wonder how Cam felt watching another man fuck his wife.
Miami felt as if she’d been dropped into the twilight zone of hot sex. Dividing her attention was becoming increasingly difficult as everything she was seeing was somehow being filtered to fit her own experience.
I remember this from my freshman psychology class… what was it called? Transference? Projection? Constructive Memory? Confabulation?It seemed ironic she couldn’t remember which memory disorder she was dealing with. The overload of emotions was so huge, Miami felt as if she was being steamrolled.
“Come back to us, Miami. I know there’s a lot happening, and it’s hard to take it all in, but we won’t allow you to check out when things become challenging.”
Was that what she was doing? Miami hadn’t considered the possibility, but she couldn’t discount Giles’s observation. Staying in the moment that was so intense, it was hard to imagine maintaining any level of focus when her body was clamoring for Essex and Giles’s touch.
Refocusing on CeCe and Carl, Miami felt her breath catch when Cam moved with cat-like grace to stand behind Carl. Squeezing the other man’s shoulder, Cam leaned forward to press a kiss atop Carl’s shoulder. She barely had time to blink before Cam was squeezing a generous dollop of lube into his palm. Seeing Carl move his feet apart and bend at the waist, Miami was mesmerized. Seeing his perfectly formed ass lift while still pumping into CeCe was like watching a perfectly choreographed dance of sexual perfection.
Miami had seen men having sex, but she’d never watched one man make love to a woman while a second man fucked the first. Their coordinated movements illustrated how in sync they were. This was obviously something they regularly enjoyed.
When she finally tore her gaze from CeCe, Miami was surprised to see Kent lift Tobi from the table. Without releasing her, he settled on one of the chaise lounges before positioning her over his cock. Tobi sank down until she was filled with Kent’s length. Pulling her against his chest, Kent reclined, leaving the petite woman’s ass spread for all to see. Cam tossed Kyle a bottle of lube before giving him a thumbs up. Returning his attention to the man in front of him, Cameron smoothed his hands over the expanse of Carl’s back. Miami remembered being told Carl only submitted to Cam—it would be interesting to hear their story.