The little slut’s slowly breaking free. Like a sleepy cat stretching itself awake and into readiness, her ass lifts slightly, and her legs relax, making her settle all her weight around me. “Ahh... wow... umh... cool,” she mumbles, like she still can’t believe he saw, still can’t believe he heard. The girl’s totally blissed out, totally owning it, and it’s making her hotter than hell.
"Ahhh... mmh!" she cries when she finally lets go, a sound so primal, so sweet, like a girl having her wildest dreams coming true. Her body melts like butter, and her hips fall and wrap around my head with a shudder.
Me? Hell, my head’s been a whirl, wondering what Pete saw, what he heard. But the scent of Emma slaps me upside my head, outta’ that bull shit. So I don't wait for them to finish their chat. Don’t care what they’re sayin’. I gotta’ get at the sweet, wet pussy. My tongue darts out, and I take a long, slow lick from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. She gasps, her hips jerking involuntarily.
Just like that, my porno brain is back in the game. I'm in heaven, tongue diving into that slick, cum-soaked slit. I'm lapping it up, loving every wet, fleshy bit of her. The taste is incredible—a mix of Emma's tangy sweetness and Pete's saltier contribution. It's dirty as hell, and I'm loving every bit of it.
Emma moans above me, her hips starting to grind down against my face. I grab hold of her hips with both hands, suck her clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, and she lets out a strangled cry, “AGGGHHH... mmmh.”
"That's it, baby," Pete encourages her, his voice low and rough. "Ride his face. Make him get you off."
I’m covered by her, can’t see much past her pussy. Outta’ nowhere, hands grab my hair, pulling my face hard against Emma’s cunt. Emma’s hand? Pete’s? Don’t know, don’t care. It’s raw, demanding, and it gets me off big time.
“Damn, babe, that’s hot,” Pete growls. “Eat her out good, Gabs. Man, the way you had her cum on your hand was... make her cum like that again.”
I hear them moaning, kissing. I imagine Pete’s there, tweaking her hard nipple as his tongue's sliding around her mouth, her tongue in his.
Emma’s doing a slow, hard grind against my mouth. I press down on her ass, increase the pressure. I can tell she wants it slow, wants to draw out the pleasure, like I was doin’ this morning jerkin’ off. And I’m happy to oblige. Shit, I could eat that sweet pussy of her’s all effin’ day.
I hear Emma let out long, loud, muffled moans. What are they doin’, I wonder. Is he kissing her? His tongue in her mouth? I hear Pete hock up and spit. What’s he up to?
“Oh, Pete,” sighs Emma. “This feels so—” She stops. More muffled moans. Kisses? I can’t tell what’s happening. And I’m loving it all. I’m in effin’ paradise—Emma’s wet pussy on my face, hearing them two makin’ out.
Pete moves. What’s he up to now? He spits again. I feel drops land on my chest. Pete’s spit?
Suddenly—fuck me!—Pete’s shovin’ my legs apart and I feel his wet hard-on slammin’ against mine! Man, I just about blew my load when I felt it! Picture this—he starts sliding his hard-on against mine, kinda like his dick's giving mine a rubdown, going up and down the whole length. He spits again, I feel the warm wetness slather my dick. Man, it feels so effin’ good, I want to feel more. So I let go of Emm’s ass and grab hold of our hard dicks with both my hands, press them together.
Pete gets the idea—he goes to fuckin’ his cock along mine, between my hand. "Damn, Gabs," he yells. "That feels so goddamn wild." Then he spits some more and wraps his hands around mine, presses. I can feel spit drip down my balls, down the crack of my ass. He starts sliding his cock along mine, slow, and it’s kinda like we’re fuckin’ our grip together.
At my head, Emma doesn’t stop moving. Like some wild cat in heat, squirmin’, she pushes her wet muff against my open mouth. Hell, I can barely breathe, barely see. But I can feel. Damn, can I feel!
I hear Pete spit again. So much goddamn spit. Our hands are warm, wet. Bits of spit flow down my ass, soaking the couch. We’re all slick and fast. With my hot breath, I let a moan escape from my lips, make it vibrate against Emma’s slit. She stops fuckin’ my mouth, shudders, wails. I take this chance break to pull off her and get a few quick gulps of air.
"Fuck, the way you had her cum on your hand was... make her cum like that again," Pete says, wrapping his hands around mine and squeezing.
I’m seeing stars, feeling like I’m gonna fuckin’ lose it, gonna pass out.
How did I get in this situation? I think back to the morning, jerkin’ off, edging myself time after time. Now I’m getting pushed to the limit, and I’m ready to blow big time.
My mouth's buried right back in Emma's soaking cunt, and she ain't holding a goddamn thing back now, riding my face hard and letting out these loud, guttural moans. I'm tasting her slickness all over, slurping down the wetness, and loving this wild, sharp flavor that's coming off her.
And fuck, my cock! Pete’s on me with his hard dick, and I’m thrusting up under him. I can’t think of anything except how fuckin’ good it feels, and how close I am to cumming like a freight train. He slides his cock against mine, hard and fast.
“Yeah, bud, just like that,” he growled. “Eat her pussy like that, man. Make her cum.”
In my head, I’m seein’ the two of ‘em, Pete’s tongue wrapping around Emma’s, a wild, open-mouth kiss, while they’re feelin’ me lose my friggin’ mind. I keep going. Can’t make out much of what they’re mumbling.
I release Emma’s pussy from my lips, catching a few breaths. Her hips keep humping, like she’s in a trance.
More spit lands on my chest, my stomach, and he keeps going. I can feel it pooling around my ass, making everything wet and warm. I can’t hold out much longer.
I'm tasting paradise, buried in Emma’s pussy, feeling paradise in our wet hands gripping around our hard cocks. I’m fuckin’ blitzed.
Their bodies are grinding down on me, using me like their fuck toy. Fuck, I’m loving every goddamn minute of it. Yeah, fuckin’ use me, make me your fuckin’ bitch!
Emma’s pussy is leaving a trail of wetness down my face. The feeling of my own spit and cum on my face is turning me on even more.
I’m feelin’ I’m gonna lose it soon! I’m gonna blow my load all over us!
“Oh, fuck, Pete,” I moan into Emm’s pussy. I feel like I’m about to lose it. Shit, if he keeps this up, I’m gonna cum all over me! I start moving my hips, fucking his grasp, much as I can. But from how I’m sittin’—Emm on my face, Pete between my legs—I can’t do nothin’. This feeling was fucking unreal.
Emma yanks my head back hard, screams, “SHIT, YOU BASTARD, DON”T STOP!” I had got so caught up in what Pete was doing, I forgot about Emma’s pussy! I pull my hands off our hard-ons, grab her firm ass, yank it hard, and give her clit a good sucking, letting her know I'm all about her now. She pulls my hair hard, kinda like she wants to pull away, but not, if you know what I mean. It tells me the slut’s lovin’ what I’m doing to her sensitive little nub.
I get into the groove, settling in deep, my mouth being used by Emm, my cock being used by Pete. My tongue licks along the wet, soft flesh of her cunt, dips down. Emma moans, loving every second of it, her hips keeping a steady, fuck-me rhythm.
Pete spits on our cocks again, wetting them some more. It’s a fucking wet mess down there, spit dripping everywhere. I feel it pool around my balls and slick up the crack of my ass. It’s dirty as hell, but I'm getting off on it like you wouldn’t believe. Pete has no mercy, grinding his cock against mine, coating both of us with spit.
It’s pure heaven, my dick and my tongue working double-time, wrapped in heat and wetness. I never thought having two people fuck me at once was even possible, but here I am, the little slut for both of them. I'm totally zoned out, high as hell.
“Oh, damn, babe. Fuck his mouth,” I hear Pete moan, his voice low and breathy.
Emma lets out a little gasp, greedy and surprised, pushes her pussy harder against my tongue. “Yeah, like that,” she moans. She’s so drenched, so swollen, and she slips her dripping cunt over my tongue like she can’t get enough. I’m gonna make the little whore cum so fucking hard again, and it's gonna be nasty, watch me. I press her clit with my tongue, giving her exactly what she wants, what I know she’s dying for.
My mouth’s workin’ Emm like crazy. Man, I'm so fuckin' lost in this whole damn thing, the feeling of being used by both of 'em is driving me wild, I barely even notice I'm getting louder as hell. I'm down there growling like a goddamn beast, munching and slurping on Emma's tight little cunt and clit. Spit, her wetness, maybe even a little of Pete’s cum is all over my mouth, dripping down my face like some kinda dirty waterfall. "Fuck mmmh," I moan right into Emma's soaking pussy, loud as I goddamn can, letting them both know I'm all in, that I ain't holding a single goddamn thing back.
And my hips are bucking like crazy, grinding hard into the tightness of Pete's grip. Every slick slide sends these electric shivers all the way down my spine. My spit-covered cock’s rubbin’ against his hand with this crazy, teasing friction that's got me right on the goddamn edge. The raw heat between us is like a live wire, every stroke and squeeze pushing me closer and closer to that explosive release. I can feel the pressure building up deep inside, my body screaming for more with every rhythmic pull and slide. It's primal, it's filthy as hell, and it feels so goddamn good. My cock's throbbing like a fuckin’ sonuvabitch, just waiting for that sweet, sweet relief that's just a heartbeat away.
Emma gasps and shudders above me, a slippery, shiny mess. She’s so close now. Her legs press hard against my ears, pushing my face deeper between her thighs.
From how I’m sitting, every muscle in my body strains against her weight, but I don’t friggin’ care. Feels like I’m gonna cum just eatin’ her out.
I’m thinkin’ how glad I am that I decided to stay—I would’ve missed out on all of this!
Pete lets go off our cocks and I feel his slimy hands shove against mine on Emm's ass. I can’t tell whats up, but I can tell he’s pushin’ her ass cheeks apart. Next thing I know, I hear him slurping, and I feel something drip down from her sloppy wet mound, onto my face and into my mouth! It’s wet and salty, and I realize—fuck!—he's licking her asshole, right above me. Goddamn!
Before I blink, Pete's face is right there, just below her ass crack. His tongue flicks out, teasing that sensitive little spot between her pussy and her asshole. Emma squeals in surprise and pleasure. She grinds harder against my face, and I can feel her whole body tremble. A shiver runs through her, and I hear her let out a long, moaning whimper. The slut’s in heaven!
I can't fuckin believe it—his mouth is so close, I can feel his breath as he laps at her. His spit runs down like a damn waterfall, mixing with Emma’s juices, drenching me in a hot, sticky mess. He is nibbling, sucking, right there, and I am loving it! I’m swallowing everything, the dirty taste of her, of him. God, it’s fuckin' hot!
Pete leans in, gettin’ even closer, determined to make this girl lose it! I can feel him using his fingers, spreading her wide as he licks and spits. Emma squirms and bucks, trying to get away, but not really. She presses back into my face, and a warm, fuckin' wet trickle from Pete's mouth runs over my lips. Her voice is starting to sound desperate, strained, her ragged pants turning into loud moans.
It’s almost impossible to keep at it, her hips are going so wild, but I don’t stop! My tongue flicks over her clit, as drenched and frantic as I am, and it drives the girl nuts. Goddamn! It’s the hottest thing on earth! Pete’s spitting and slurping, getting her so damned close to the edge. He’s setting her off like a lit fuse, and I’m the one who gets to feel her explode!
“Oh, fuckin shit, Pete!” I scream, swallowing the wet mess. It drives him even harder, makes him go at her faster. His tongue is working her ass, fierce and relentless, and I feel like I’m gonna lose it and blow all over me, all over him, all over her!
I can barely tell what’s what with the two of ‘em. My mind’s a blur, my body’s overloaded. Pete is a fucking beast! I can’t believe how wild it is. Emma is out of her head, I’m out of my mind, and Pete is out of control! Shit’s insane.
"That was so damned hot, Gabs," Pete says, his voice low and rough. "Seeing Emm fuck your face. Seeing you eat her pussy."
"Jesus, ah…, holy shit, Gabs," Emm wails as she’s humpin’ my mouth, trying to catch her breath, "your mouth’s so..., ohhh... Pete."
Fuckin’ A, man! I can’t believe how wild these two are! Pete’s a hot, fuckin’ whore, like his Emm! He’s getting off on seeing me eat Emm’s wet snatch. And Emm, man, that slut thinks nothin’ of having me do her right in front of him. Both of ‘em are getting off on each other’s filthy desires.
I’m so caught up in how amazing it feels, I almost don’t notice when Pete’s mouth joins mine at Emma’s pussy. His wet tongue slips along mine, exploring Emma's folds, occasionally brushing against my lips as we both work to pleasure her. It's filthy and deep, our tongues, lips, mouths meeting as we feast on Emma.
The little slut rides my face like crazy, and I can barely keep up! I zero in on the slut’s clit, sucking it between my lips, while Pete's tongue circles her entrance, dipping inside to taste our combined juices. Emma's making these high, desperate sounds, her thighs trembling on either side of my head.
"Oh God, oh god, oh god..." she chants, her hips rolling in a frantic rhythm with the words, fucking my face. "Just like that..., do—FUCK."
I suck hard on her swollen clit, sucking her clit like my life depends on it, my hands gripping her ass, pulling her harder against my face. Pete's tongue is everywhere—licking her entrance, teasing her asshole, sometimes sliding along my jaw or my neck as I work her over.
The taste of her wetness coating my tongue, that musky, intoxicating smell of sex filling my nostrils, those little whimpers and gasps she's letting out: it's all a goddamn symphony of lust driving me absolutely fuckin’ insane. My cock’s a goddamn steel rod slipping along Pete’s hard cock, throbbing with a desperate need, but right now, all I can think about is the way Emma's going to taste when she comes all over my effin’ face.
That bastard Pete yanks back and cracks his hand hard on Emma's ass, the sudden smack sending a jolt right through her, making her slick cunt press even harder against my open mouth. She lets out a gasp, surprised as hell, and her hips slam down without thinking, grinding her hot cunt right into my face. The salty, musky tang of her soaking wetness floods my senses, every pulse a delicious tremor against my tongue.
Pete comes down on me. I feel his warm lips on my chest, trailing down my body, leaving a hot, wet path across my chest. His tongue flicks out, tasting my skin like it's the most decadent thing in the world. And then, BAM, a hand closes around my cock, that firm, knowing grip stroking me with a practiced rhythm that tells me he knows exactly how to push a dude’s buttons. Fuckin’ A, this feels incredible! Emma's slick, cum-drenched pussy is still plastered to my mouth, and now Pete's down there on me, worshipping my body like I'm some friggin’ sex god. It's a fucking rush of feelings that rips right through my soul; just pure, nasty filth and pleasure all mixed together in one hell of a ride.
Pete’s other hand finds one of my stiff nipples, pinching it just enough to make me gasp into Emma's folds. The sensation shoots straight to my groin, making my cock jump in Pete's grip.
He's kissing his way across my chest, and then his mouth closes over my nipple, sucking hard. The wet heat of his mouth, the slight scrape of his teeth, it drives me crazy. Christ, I’d forgotten how sensitive my nips are. I arch my back off the couch, a guttural moan escaping my lips, muffled by Emma's pussy.
This is so fucking intense, I can barely stand it. The feeling of Emma's juicy pussy grinding against my face while Pete's working my body is like some crazy-ass fantasy come to life. It's like my nerve endings are on fire, every touch magnified a thousand times.
And holy shit, man, Pete definitely knows his way around a dude's body. He doesn't hesitate, just goes for it, full contact, like he's got no patience for teasing. After working my nipple like it was his personal pacifier, Pete switches to the other side, giving it the same treatment. His mouth is hot, his lips tight, sucking each stiff bud until I see fucking stars.
I can't believe how fast he's got me wrecked. It's like he knows exactly where to touch to turn me on, and he's hitting every damn spot. I can feel his breath and his tongue, all warm and wet, swirling around and around, and it's enough to drive me insane. I want to watch him.
Emma’s grinding her pussy against my face, so I can’t see shit. But I hear Pete hock up a loogie, and next thing I feel is his warm spit in hand wrap around my hard cock. His wet hand glides along the hard shaft of my cock, stroking with just the right pressure, twisting a bit on the upstroke. I can feel the slickness of his spit and the heat of his palm, the way his fingers grip and slide with perfect goddamn precision. It's all so friggin’ intense, I don't know how much longer I can take.
I press my hands against Emma’s hips, shove my mouth into her wet cunt, trying to hold back, trying to keep from blowing my load too soon.
But the way Pete's hand moves—he's relentless. I can hear him, feel him, everything except see him, and that's maybe the hottest part. "Yeah, Gabs, you like that?" Pete taunts, his voice thick with pure fuckin' lust, knowing full well that those words alone are enough to push me to the brink.
He's stroking me faster now, tighter, his thumb grazing the head of my cock with each pump of his hand, and I'm losing it, losing my goddamn mind from all the sensations. My hips start to buck into his fist, and it feels like I'm about to explode.
Emma's got a fist of my hair and she’s mashing my face, grinding her wet cunt against my mouth like there's no tomorrow. I'm switchin’ shit up, moving between her clit and her snatch, between licking her clit and thrusting my tongue inside her, tasting our mixed fluids. Her thighs are quivering on either side of my head, her breathing becoming more ragged. She’s gettin’ close too.
Pete backs off so fast it drives my cock crazy, making me ache for him to grab it again. His mouth doesn't stop, though—no way—as he keeps that hot, wet assault of his going, nibbling and kissing his way down my torso. Each bite and kiss leaves me gasping into Emma's pussy. Fuckin’ A, dude knows what the fuck he's doin'! It's obvious that this ain't his first rodeo, and it feels like I'm the one getting lassoed. He's down to my navel now, his tongue dipping inside, swirling around like it's on a reconnaissance mission. It's a strange but incredibly erotic sensation that makes my cock throb in his hand, demanding another taste of his attention.
It's a goddamn symphony of filth: me slurping at Emma, her grinding on me like my face is the last dildo on earth, and Pete down there, his tongue doing dirty work in my navel. Three-way bliss, right here in their tiny living room. Emma's moans mix with my muffled groans, her hands tangled in my hair as she rides my face, her wet pussy sliding all over my mouth.
"Don't stop!" Emma pants, her voice frantic. "Oh God, don't stop!"
But I have no plans to stop. I flick my tongue over her clit, loving the way she squirms against my mouth. Her juices and Pete's cum run down my chin, soaking into my skin. The taste of her is incredible, driving me wild as she pushes harder against my face.
"Fuck, Gabs," Emma gasps. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
The louder she gets, the faster Pete works below, relentless, shifting down over my belly. His wet mouth leaves a trail of heat, and his hand shifts lower on my cock, tightening at the base as he devours my torso like it's his last meal. He's rockin' it, and he knows it.
"We got your cock so hard," Pete says, letting out this low, dirty snicker.
He's making me lose my goddamn mind. I can't believe how good he's working me over, how much I'm loving having his tongue in my navel, how much I want him back on my cock. Jesus, I want them both, want everything, want to explode.
The bastard knows it too. His mouth is hot and wet and everywhere, claiming my chest, my abs, my belly. He kisses his way all around my navel, nipping the skin, making me gasp into Emma's slit. Each flick of his tongue sends a jolt straight to my cock.
Pete's tongue is relentless, swirling inside my belly button, then licking around it, occasionally nipping at the sensitive skin. You’d think it's such a weird spot to focus on, but fuck if it doesn't feel amazing. I haven't had anyone do that shit to me in forever. I forgot that high, man. Each flick of his tongue sends a jolt straight to my cock.
I dig my fingers into Emma's ass, pulling her harder against my face. Pete keeps workin’ his way down my body. His mouth is moving lower, loving every bit of my sweaty skin, slowly kissing the trail of hair that leads from my navel to my groin. My body tightens up like a motherfucker, the waiting is fuckin’ killing my ass.
Emma's humping is gettin’ more frantic above me, her pussy slicking my face with her juices. By how she’s movin’—the way her muscles tense, the way her breathing hitches—I can tell she's getting close again. She's fuckin’ wild on top of me, making little animal noises and muttering, "Yes, yes, yes," over and over in this desperate, pleading whine.
I focus on her clit, sucking it between my lips, flicking it hard with my rough tongue. Every time I do, she shudders. My chin's soaked, my nose is jammed right up into her, and I'm loving every second.
Pete’s nibbling and kissing his way down my slimy belly until he's right between my spread legs. Each time his lips touch my skin, it's a little electric shock, a jolt that shoots straight to my cock. He’s got a hand locked around my dick, and his mouth is getting closer, his hot breath steaming up my throbbing flesh. That teasing sonofabitch doesn't start sucking right away, though—no, he just hovers, letting his breath tickle.
I'm lost in a haze of pleasure, caught between Emma's wet heat and Pete's horny ass trip down my body. That shit, man, that feeling. It's some transcendent fuckery. It's a total blast of senses. It's burning hot and wet and wild. It's too fuckin’ much and not damn near enough all at once. Feeling, tastin’, smellin’ Emma’s filthy, wet cunt grinding against my face, and down my body, feelin’ Pete's hand on my cock, his mouth slowly getting closer to where I desperately want it.
I was a heaving mess of nerves and need, and little did this slut know, we weren’t even close to being done with this shit!
