cunt cries for his touch. Knows it begs for his thrusts. And I see the yearning in his eyes to give it what it needs, wants, and craves—his tongue, his fingers, his thick, veiny dick!
Porsha slides a hand between her legs, rapidly smacks her pussy and pops her clit a few times while throating Emerson’s cock.
Persia removes his left nipple clamp, then twirls her tongue around it. She flicks her tongue over it, then nibbles on it before moving over to his right nipple and doing the same thing. I know she is about to allow him to bust his nut. And he knows it, too. She walks in back of him, drops down and starts nibbling and biting on his swollen ass cheeks. She kisses and licks where she has bruised. I watch as she parts his ass open, then runs her tongue in his crack.
“Oh, fuck…goddamn…ya’ll freaky-ass bitches fuckin’ my head up…”
“Did I tell you to speak, you dirty, little maggot? Do you want me to paddle your tight ass until he bleeds?”
“No, Pain.”
“Then you speak when spoken to. You understand?”
“Yes, Mistress Pain.
“Muhfucka,” Porsha says, stroking his dick, “you can say what you want. You know you ain’t ever gonna find another set of fly, freaky bitches like us who’ll fuck you stress free. So you better shut the fuck up and ask Pain if you can feed us your nut.”
“Pain, baby, may I have permission to bust this nut?”
Persia stops what she’s doing. “You think you deserve to cum, you naughty little Fucker?” she asks, smacking him on the ass again.
“Yes, Pain.”
She walks around to the front of him, grabbing him by the neck, then pulling him into her and forcefully kissing him. I rapidly finger myself. My pussy explodes, watching him greedily suck the scent of his ass off of Persia’s tongue. She pulls back from him. “You like how your ass tastes?”
Porsha wets his dick with more spit, then slips it back into her hungry mouth.
“Aaaaah, shit…”
“Answer me, motherfucker,” Persia says, pinching and twisting his nipples.
“Mmmm, aaaahhh…yes, Mistress. I like how my ass tastes on your tongue. I love it when you eat my ass.”
“Of course you do, you nasty little sonofabitch.” She kisses him again, then walks in back of him, again, and squats down. “Keep fucking her horny mouth real good and I’ll let you cum.” He grunts as she pulls open his cheeks and blows into his hole. “You want my tongue back in your horny, tight ass?”
Porsha rapidly sucks and gulps his cock.
“Ohhhh, shiiiiiit…yessssss, baby. Fuck my ass with your tongue.”
“Don’t you nut, yet,” Persia warns as she buries her face back into his ass and fucks him with her heated tongue.
He dips at the knees, grabs the sides of Porsha’s head and face-fucks her relentlessly, moaning. It is all music to my ears. When he can no longer take the intense dick sucking and ass-licking my sisters are giving him—or watching me play in my wet abyss, his body begins to shake. I watch as his head drops backward and his eyes roll up to the ceiling. He lets out a load, rumbling moan. His body starts to quiver.
It is time.
I smile, wiping my drenched pussy with my panties, then get up and walk over to him. I lick his left nipple, pull him by the neck toward me, then slip my tongue into his mouth. I suck on his tongue, his lips. Wipe his face with my cum-stained panties, then stuff them into his mouth. He greedily sucks and chews on them.
“Clean my panties, you nasty nigga,” I say, running my hands along his chiseled chest. I allow my nails to lightly graze across his skin. I whisper in his ear, pulling my panties out of his mouth. I smell them. “Mmmm, my pussy smells so good. What do you think my son would say if he caught you fuckin’ his sister’s pretty little face and watchin’ his mother play with herself?” I reach between his legs and grab his balls while Porsha continues bobbing back and forth on his cock. I roll them in my hand, then lightly squeeze.
“Aaaah, fuuuuck…he’d tell me how fucked up I am.”
“He sure would. You ready to show him how fucked up you are?” I ask, dropping down to my knees next to Porsha. He will feed the two of us his milk while Persia eats his ass.
“Oh, yes…aaaaah…” Porsha releases his cock from her throat. He grabs it and rapidly jacks it, moaning. I am anxious to feel his hot cum splash up against my lips and tongue. He has two sets of eyes looking up at him, two wet tongues wagging in anticipated delight, waiting to be drenched by his cream.
Porsha and I both lap at his balls, then pull one into each of our mouths. “Aaaaaah, fuuuck…Yeah, suck them balls…aaah…you pretty bitches got a nigga’s head spinnin’…aaaah, shit…I cummin’…ooohhh…here it comes…open ya mouths …come get this nut…”
He scoots back as Porsha and I open our mouths, and say, “Aaaaaaah”, wagging our tongues, and flicking them at the tip of his swollen mushroom head. His body shudders as he pumps out a gushing stream of hot creamy nut. He swings his dick from side to side, sprays us with his sticky cream. Persia removes her tongue from his ass, then comes around and tongues him down again. He continues stroking his dick, squeezing out more nut, then allows me and Porsha to take turns sucking out the last few drops of his salty and sweet nectar.
“Daaaaaaaaaaaaamn…” he says, trying to catch his breath. “That shit was good as fuck. Ya’ll got a muhfucka’s head spinnin’.”
Porsha and I swallow his nut, standing up and licking our lips. We both take turns kissing him, then push him back on the sofa. “We ain’t finished with you, nasty boy,” Porsha says, rolling a condom down on his dick, then straddling him. “You fucked my mouth, now it’s time to fuck my pussy.” She reaches under for his still-hard dick. She strokes it at the base, allowing the head to brush up against the back of her pussy. She will not allow him to enter her until I am in position. I stand up on the sofa and look down into his glazed eyes. The eyes of a man seduced and pleasured by three beautiful women—sisters identical in every way imaginable.
Porsha slips his dick into her smoldering hole, then gallops down on his shaft. Persia is now on her knees sucking on his balls.
He moans.
I straddle his face. Allow my smoldering slit to hover over his seeking mouth. He sticks his thick tongue out, rapidly flaps it back and forth. I lower my pussy, barely allowing the tip of his tongue to touch it. He reaches up for me with his hands. I grab them, pushing them up over his head. Pin them against the wall. Then slowly mount his mouth; give him access to my wetness. Grind on his mouth until I cum in his mouth.
Tonight, we have brought this man before us to heightened bliss. We have taken him on a sexual journey like no other. And have allowed him to explore a hidden desire without guilt or shame. Our motto is simple: What one has, the others share—including men. Yes, Porsha, Persia, and I have given this hunk of man a night he will soon never forget. And, together, we are man swappers—three sisters, three insatiable libidos—who share the same man, with one mission in mind. To fuck him—together, and take him to the edge of ecstasy, taunt him, then toss his ass over.
ALSO BY CAIRO
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