A familiar heat rose within Violet and moisture dampened her panties. She shifted the hand she used to caress Max’s thigh and moved it toward his unmistakable erection, wanting to but not touching the tempting bulge. Max eased the hand he’d slung over her shoulder lower until he cupped her breast and fondled her. His touch sent a thrill through her and she wanted more.
With her focus still on the movie but becoming increasingly aroused, Violet watched as the couple subtly rubbed against one another before communicating some silent understanding of where things were headed. The woman walked away, casting a glance at the gentleman before disappearing through a door. The man followed, and once through the door, it was apparent they were in an office. Without speaking, the couple immediately began undressing, and their beautiful bodies excited Violet. She always thought watching others naked would feel wrong, intrusive, but she was unexplainably turned on and wanted to act on her impulses.
She covered Max’s erection, applying gentle pressure as she moved her hand back and forth. When his hips surged forward, and he uttered a deep groan, she continued to trace the length of him. His fingers found their way beneath the thin material of her top, and teased her nipple to a tight point, then lightly pinched and it was Violet’s turn to groan.
“You like seeing them naked? Does it make you hot?” Max’s breath whispered across her skin.
“Yes, so hot and wet.”
As Max growled, obviously aroused by her words, his cock became impossibly harder beneath her touch. He rolled her nipple with more force, sending a delicious jolt through her.
The couple in the movie moved closer to one another, kissing passionately before the man spun the woman around and bent her over the desk. He squeezed a breast as he guided his straining cock between her ass cheeks. The woman spread her legs and lifted her ass, allowing access to her pussy. Without preamble, the man plunged inside her, causing her face to contort with pleasure.
The moans and gasps, the ragged breathing, and the sound of flesh slapping flesh caused Violet’s need to flare. Her breaths increased and perspiration dotted her heated skin. The desire to be bold and confident influenced her decision to stand and strip off her clothes. The look of appreciation in Max’s eyes empowered her, and his perusal of her naked body ignited a spark inside her. His hand replaced hers as he stroked his erection, but as much as she enjoyed the way he handled himself, Violet shook her head and wagged her finger at him. A roguish smile lit up his face as he spread his arms across the back of the couch and widened his legs.
Wanting to be the one in charge, she stepped between his legs and dropped to her knees, working his shorts free from his body. Tossing them to the side, she leaned forward to swipe her tongue across the glistening head of his cock. Max’s body jerked as he lost his breath. When she peered up at him, his fingers dug into the cushions of the couch and he held her attention with his heated gaze.
Continuing her attention to her husband, the movie all but forgotten, Violet took his erection into her mouth as her nails raked across a thigh. She felt him pulse inside her before she released his length to suckle the tip.
“Jesus, that fucking feels good,” he rasped.
While she worked him over, her own body began to quiver with pleasure. Another surge of moisture pooled between her legs and she moaned. The sound vibrated from her mouth to Max’s cock. He arched deep into her mouth and gripped her head.
“You’re wet, aren’t you?”
Violet looked up at Max and nodded as she cupped his balls and gave a gentle squeeze.
“Stand up,” he ordered.
Violet stood, her sex nearly at eye level with him. Max scooted forward and grabbed her hips, placing a kiss on her abdomen before spinning her around. So stunned by the movement, she would’ve fallen if Max had not immediately brought her to his lap. His erection nestled beneath her ass as his hands came around her body to palm her breasts.
His warm breath tickled against her neck. “Look at the TV.” While doing as he ordered, she gasped when he pinched her nipples painfully.
Violet’s attention remained on the couple in the movie. The man had taken a seat in the leather chair and had the woman on his lap, just as Violet and Max were positioned, but it was clear he had penetrated her. With the woman’s legs wide open, Violet could see the man’s cock inside her as the woman rubbed her own clit. The sexy image turned her on so much she whimpered as she wiggled against Max.
“You like that?” Max rolled her nipples as he pumped his hips into her backside.
“Mm hmm,” she responded. Her hands fell on his thighs, giving her leverage. She ground her ass against the hard length of him, tilting her pelvis to slide herself across his cock.
“Fuck me, Violet, your wet pussy feels so damn good.”
Violet secretly loved the dirty talk, and often she let it run through her mind…only that was where it usually stayed. Again, embarrassment kept her from voicing the many scenarios she’d often thought about.
What would Max think? Would it be appalling to hear that from her, or would it turn him on just as much?
“Tell me what you want.” Max continued to prod her to express her desires.
“I want,” she started hesitantly, trying to catch her breath and
