| Straight: Threesomes: Visiting the Doctor (6/10) |
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I devour her salty sweetness.' I paused to catch my breath. I could feel the sweat above my lips and on my brow. The doctor too noticed and offered me a glass of water, but I shook my head. I wanted to know whether he was aroused but the notepad covered his lap. I continued with my dream. 'Armand parts my legs, flat against the carpet of grass. He lies between them, his cock resting along the gulley between the cheeks of my bottom. '"What a lovely arse you have," he mutters against my hair. 'Isobel is moaning, more loudly now, from the attentions of my fingers, lips and tongue. '"Ohhhh yes," I whimper as I feel Armand's cock sliding along the cleft of my buttocks. My fingers push hard into Isobel's needy slit. '"Don't stop," she pleads. ' "On your knees, my darling," Armand whispers into my ear. He sits back on his haunches. 'I can feel the shame burning my face. But penitence, I tell myself, can come later. All I want now is to experience the same pleasure that I am giving Isobel; and for that, I need Armand inside me. 'As I scramble to my knees, my mouth and fingers continue their endeavours. 'I hear Armand's voice, low and measured. '"Cunt or arse?" he asks, as if we are at breakfast and he is offering me croissants or bread. 'Isobel raises my face from her lap. My mouth and cheeks are steeped in her juices. '"Cunt, my love?" she murmurs. I nod and lower my mouth again to her yearning slit. 'She groans as my lips reclaim her clit. "Cunt, Armand," she rasps. "Eve wants you in her cunt." 'I hear him spit into his hand. Pressing my forehead against Isobel's cunt, I look back between my legs and see him wetting his dark, heavy cock with saliva. He doesn't need to; I'm wet enough for both of us. 'He eases my slippery lips apart and dips in two fingers. In and out they slide easily. '"Yeah... yeah... yeah," I'm groaning from somewhere deep in my throat, my lips pressed hard again against Isobel's clit. 'Armand removes his fingers completely. Then I feel him – all of him – warm and thick and hard, entering me, filling me. I feel him slide into that ever expanding channel; I feel his balls slap between my legs; and, as he withdraws – slowly, slowly – I feel his cock sucking the air from every cell in my body. 'The next thrust is harder, then harder still. With each, it's as if an electric current is running through the three of us. I hear Armand's groan, my own weeping sigh, and then Isobel moaning words that exist only in the private realm of her pleasure. Soon I have to abandon myself to my own fulfilment. My fingers are still in Isobel but my tongue is beyond my control. Frustrated by my neglect, Isobel takes my face in her hands and grinds herself against my jaw. Armand pulls me onto him by the hips as he fucks me relentlessly. Each rampant invasion of his cock slams me forwards, buffeting my face against Isobel, setting off shuddering spasms that rake through |
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Damn Amaryllis !!! "Blazing 3 Points !"
