She whimpered, her legs trembling as she awaited Tommy’s next move, silently willing her sexy, blond Adonis to trail down further and devour her pussy. Tommy slid his hand along her leg before placing his palm underneath to bend her knee and part her thighs. A current of sexual yearning buzzed through her needy clit. She drew a breath, holding the air in her lungs, waiting, quivering and anticipating until his lips brushed against her clit for a fleeting tease. After releasing a long breath, she groaned and purred as ecstasy and agony dueled within her.
As fierce lust stirred her senses, heat seared her skin and her heartbeat flew. The hypnotic rhythm overpowered any rational thought. Touch me; taste me; fuck me! The words stuck in her throat between the irrepressible moans and the oxygen she drew in through her nose and exhaled through her mouth. She combed her fingers through Tommy’s wavy locks. Any slight touch from either man offered bliss, but if Tommy didn’t soon make his way to the target, he risked having his hair yanked out. Wasn’t he the one who bluntly declared his desire to eat me? What the hell is he waiting for then?
“Oooh!” she squealed as Ken’s suckling lips applied more pressure to her nipples, tweaking the erogenous zone. Her eyes rolled back as she released her breath in strained, broken bouts. Before she could recover, Tommy dipped his head and sampled her juices. The tip of his tongue traced an inverted V over her pussy, sending a shiver slithering up her spine. “So good.”
Tommy heightened the intensity, lapping her needy nub up and down before flipping the script to stimulate the area from right to left. A strong hand, whose she wasn’t sure, pushed her other thigh, splaying her legs further before pulling both of her lower limbs to rest over Tommy’s broad, masculine shoulder. Oh yeah! Now that’s more like it! Tommy burrowed down where he needed to be, working his lips and tongue with expert precision.
Trisha’s muscles tensed as she readied for the oncoming surge of pleasure building steadily but teetering just out of reach. Tommy’s head swayed back and forth, raining wet bliss over her tender, pulsating cunt. She laced her fingers through his soft hair, more to hold on for the ride than to keep him in place.
A thin layer of perspiration clung to her skin as her body temperature shot up like a clay disk at a skeet shoot. While clamping her thighs against his checks, she moaned loudly. Her rear clenching, she lifted her hips, pushing her pussy toward his mouth. Her shoulders hugged the mattress as she arched her back. Ken’s tongue danced from one taut peak to the other, his hands pushing her breasts close together. The euphoria created by their combined efforts took over, and she squealed with delight, shaking like a ragdoll as her body quaked in climax.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah…” She panted, her body limp as a three-day-old hairdo while she waited for her respiration and temperature to adjust.
Tommy’s face loomed above Trisha’s eyes, his solid jaw and chiseled features animated by a sexy, sideways smile. Licking his glistening lips, he moved closer, the flickering candlelight illuminating his dilated pupils before his lips crushed down against hers. As if dying of thirst, she opened her mouth, drinking in all the passion he poured into her. She moaned, catching Ken’s gaze as Tommy moved away.
“Ken,” she called, needing to join lips with him, too. Her eyes implored him as her legs trembled. Her heart danced as he neared. His long eyelashes fluttering as he opened his mouth, he brought his lips to hers. His tongue darted into her welcoming mouth to twist and twirl, stoking her fire and refusing to allow her burning lust to die down.
As her strength returned, Trisha lifted her arms, wrapping them around Ken’s neck, pushing into the kiss, her tongue frolicked with his until he broke for air. Trisha murmured breathlessly, craving him still.
“More to come.” Ken brushing his lips across her shoulder. Tommy manhandled her body, positioning her as he pleased. He scooted behind her back, pulling her between his legs and slipping his arms around her waist as he sat upright. His breath warmed her ear as he whispered, “Spread your legs for Ken.”
“With pleasure.” She moved her knees and reached out her hand to beckon Ken forward. “I want you.”
Tommy stroked her pussy, his pointer and index fingers parting her wet seam and holding her folds open. She leaned back and released the tension in her body as she rested her back against his chest. He held her cunt ready while his free hand grasped below the back of her knee, he elevated her leg. Cradled in his scent and warmth, comfort and security surrounded her as she eagerly waited to join her body with Ken’s.
As he drew closer, she surveyed Ken’s slender, well-muscled charms. Drawing long, slow breaths, she licked her lips, her hand rubbing her neck. Hurry! Oh please! Her hot, dripping wet pussy ached for him. She needed her empty tunnel filled and full. The waiting was painful, but Trisha could hardly complain after seeing the ravenous look on Ken’s face as he eyed her body up and down as if he were an insatiable wolf.
“Ken.” She stroked his cheek. His gaze left hers for a second as he wrapped his palm around the root of his shaft and positioned the head at her entrance.
“Whoa,” Tommy cautioned. “Get a condom.”
Ken’s eyes widened a tad. “Got ahead of myself... Thanks.” He tore the wrapper and then sheathed his erection before repositioning himself, moving in close.
His fresh scent and body heat enticed Trisha to spread her legs
