Cunt?Her neck nearly snapped as she tried to look back at him. He didn’t talk that way, except when he was turned-on.
The wordcuntsounded so damn sexy when he said it. Crude in a way that made her hot. But nothing could compete on the naughty score when she was leaning over Paul’s straining erection, her wet lips a fraction away from the bead of pre-cum gathered at the tip. Though Spencer hadn’t stopped her from sucking Dan—in a way he’d even encouraged it—Paul wouldn’t take long to finish off. And still Spencer didn’t pull her back.
Tonight he’d pushed the limits back a few miles. Or maybe she had. It was hard to tell anymore.
Spencer’s cock nudged her swollen slit. Oh yeah, he was harder than she’d ever felt him before, throbbing with leashed need. Heat emanated from his shaft and she wiggled her ass, encouraging him to finally impale her. He grunted and jerked her forward, almost overbalancing her into Paul’s lap.
She heaved out a breath and watched Paul’s eyes almost roll back in his head from the contact. If just air had him on the verge of convulsions, what would her mouth do?
They were about to find out.
“Two for one,” Spencer said, the steely command in his voice inflaming her beyond belief.
Only one man could boss her around in the bedroom—or on the club couch—and have a chance in hell of her not telling him where to go. And that was Spencer Galvin.
“God, let me have your mouth,” Paul groaned, lifting his hips.
Kelly didn’t move. Even after two orgasms, there was still something else she wanted before she’d start satisfying anyone else. Right now she was the greediest,luckiestwoman in that club.
She rubbed her behind tantalizingly against Spencer, her meaning obvious.Fuck me now. Before I make another man come, I want you inside me.
With a violent hiss, Spencer claimed her, marking his territory with a series of shallow thrusts. A smile stretched across her mouth, disappearing as she panted out her relief at his response.
Her pulse spiked dangerously as she set her gaze on the hard-on in front of her. Now she had work to do.
She’d given Paul blowjobs before—her first one ever, actually--but this was different. The first time she’d slid her lips around the head of his cock, she’d been a bundle of nerves and he’d been so patient, letting her take her time.
That wasn’t the case tonight. Now he drove up between her parted lips, sliding over her tongue and into her throat before she’d had more than a few breaths to prepare. But the velvety hardness fucking her mouth couldn’t compare with the cock teasing her entrance, wedging in and easing out with little slippery plunges that made her moan around Paul’s length.
Both men groaned in unison. She didn’t know how she heard them over the loud music, but she was linked to each of them. Every time she took more of Paul’s cock, Spencer slid out, the three of them working as one. She accepted as much of Paul’s erection as she could, hoping Spencer would drive into her the way she craved.
Paul tugged on her hair, his pulls sharp and frantic as she worked him with long licks. She cupped his sac in her hand, drawing on his balls slightly, shifting her body so Spencer could see what she was doing if he angled just right. She wished she could watch him while she serviced Paul but she could read his reaction from the fierceness of his fucking. He was beyond aroused, beyond control.
Beyond going back.
And so was she. She was going to come again, her knees almost buckling with the climax hovering just outside her reach. The way Spencer kept powering into her, she’d be there before she’d finished the blowjob.
Paul gasped and she sucked harder, her fingers working their magic on his balls. She didn’t yank her head away when he started to come. She wanted the tangible proof of her power over these two sexy men in her mouth. She closed her eyes and relished the taste as she swallowed and swallowed.
She drew back, crying out when Spencer tensed behind her, his muscled thighs cradling the back of hers as he forced himself in and out, coasting on the slick evidence of her desire. Then she felt his cock thicken almost imperceptibly as he drove home one last time, setting off her own endless orgasm as his warm release went off deep inside her pussy.
She moaned incoherently, swaying against Paul. Her ex kissed her temple, reassuring her with sexy whispers. And he held her, not letting her fall.
Spencer didn’t leave her body right away. She could still hear his rough breathing, absorbed the brunt of his still hammering hips. Even his residual pulses inside her made her moan.
He stroked her back, rubbing her spine gently as he withdrew. “Sit down, honey.”
Firstcunt, nowhoney. She didn’t know which term shocked her more.
God, she’d never experienced anything so…hugein her life. So damn close to ecstasy. She couldn’t stand for it to end.
Paul cupped her cheeks and softly kissed her lips. “Nice seeing you again, Kelly,” he whispered, smiling. “Take care.”
Then he eased out from under her and she dropped into his spot, half-dead from pleasure. She stared dumbly as Spencer zipped up and he and Paul exchanged what sounded like some sort of goodbye pleasantries. This wasn’t at all like what had happened with Dan the other night. This was much more genial.
Thank you for giving my lover head and making her come. I hope the BJ she gave you was satisfactory. Have a nice life.
Kelly shook her head and closed her eyes. Too weird.