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Her tiny cunt was barely able to stretch enough to take in my cock. As she ate out Jenny I started pounding her hard from behind. Both girls were moaning, loudly expressing their sexual pleasure and I was living my dream of a threesome with two girls. I looked down at Jenny and was enjoying watching her tits slightly bounce up and down as I fucked her best friend. She looked gorgeous laying there completely naked as she enjoyed Abby's mouth on her pussy.

It was our dirty little pact to keep our dicks and cunts satisfied, soaked, and sore. But marriage fucked that up. No more random dicks wrecking my cunt unless Drey’s there — watching, stroking, joining in. Threesomes became our nasty little ritual —cum-drenched orgies with the private chef, the plumber, the immigration agent, even the fucking mayor. Drey’s deep in politics, so our bed’s been a cum-soaked playground for every powerful bastard we meet. I fucking loved it — every brutal thrust, every animal grunt, every stranger’s rough hands slapping my juicy ebony ass red.

She reached down and grasped her husband's cock then and began stroking gently before looking around sneakily and pushing it low in the water. "You know, I really like the size of what you're working with," Kelly said, grinning up at him. Her eyes grew wide for a second when she felt Molly brush her husband's cock downwards across her stomach. Smiling, she pulled herself up on the edge of the pool and wrapped her legs around Drake and pulled gently. "Kelly says that a threesome is a great way to start fooling around," he said, trying to concentrate. "Apparently, she, Duncan and Heidi had a little bit of fun last weekend."

I swear he had a new girl on his bed every day and seemed like he started threesomes now. “Are you taking them in pairs now?” I taunted him. “That’s a first and definitely won’t be the last!” He smirked. Ahw God help me. “Try to visualize the moment when I had them positioned side by side, on their hands and knees, as I was thrusting into chick A. In. Out. Then chick B. In. Out. And A and B smacking them in the process. Best. Fuck. Ever.” “Enough! I don’t wanna hear any more of your sexual activities. I’m not interested.” I snapped.

She suggested, grinning from ear to ear, knowing very much that was an impossible suggestion. "No, can't do. I like boys, not that I like them, I like the sex they offer. Especially the ones with the big dicks." "Remember that delivery guy we had a threesome with the other day? He was so huge. I found it difficult to walk for a week!" "Same here!" "Gross, you guys had a threesome? Can't we have a normal conversation without sex?!" Riri complained with a weary groan. "No. You know we are always here to help if you have any questions about sex."

“You heard me.” “Why are you asking me that?” He laughed, a nervous, staccato sound. “Where is this coming from?” I shrugged, tracing the rim of my glass. “I don’t know. I was just reading some things. About couples. Trying to... spark things up.” I met his gaze, forcing my eyes to stay steady. “It came up.” “It came up?” he repeated, disbelief colouring his tone. He ran a hand through his hair. “Maya, threesomes? That’s... That’s a big thing. That’s not a spark. That’s a forest fire.”

Celestine asked me. “No, how about it?” I asked her. “It is such a nice deal, full of passion and you get aroused seeing your friend being fucked, we should try it out me and you.” She was too bold until she scared me a little but it sounded fun. “Tell me more.” I urged her. Celestine went on to tell me how she had done a threesome sometimes back and it sounded like fun. Celestine was suggesting it with Ken. “Celestine, it will take a lot of courage for me to get fucked in front of another woman.” I told her.

I gasped as he thrust his fingers deep into me, giving me the penetration I’d been craving, giving me a sweet reprieve from the endless torment… but I knew it wouldn’t last. Mistress Selene wasn’t cruel, but she wasn’t a fool. She knew how close I was to coming from Liam’s frantic tongue. She knew I would explode and our scene would end. She wasn’t finished with us yet. ~~~ They shifted me until Liam was behind me, Mistress Selene in front. A strapon threesome. I clutched the steel bar of the swing as sweat slicked my palms. Liam guided my head back until I was stretched out, prone in the swing.

I dominated them relentlessly, my muscled arms flexing as I held her leg high, my other hand bruising his hip, thrusting between their holes with urgent rhythm. The office air thickened with the scent of sex—musky sweat, her sweet arousal, his earthy heat—every sense overwhelmed. Emotion surged through me too; this wasn't just fucking, it was claiming them, husband and wife yielding to my massive cock, their marriage twisting into this heated threesome where I was the center, the one making them whole. Mrs. Collins' nails dug into my shoulders, sharp bites that sent jolts straight to my balls, her curvy body arching as I slammed back into her pussy.

“Rosa is moving in.” The world tilts. After a long silence, I find my voice, lacing it with all the contempt I possess. “Is she homeless?” “No,” Brandon says, his victory complete. “She’s my girlfriend now. And I am getting her pregnant. Sooner, it will be threesome, if Rosa permits me.”