This is part 2, read part 1 here.
We both looked at him and smiled. We sat up with his cock in between us. Samantha reached out and stroked it. “Do you want to suck it?”
“Yes.” I said with my trademarked naughty grin.
“Go for it.” She said.
I leaned forward and opened up my mouth. I knew she wanted me to suck his cock, but I didn’t feel one hundred percent comfortable. I just slid my lips up and down his head a few times before I leaned away.
“You can do better than that. Don’t be nervous.”
I leaned forward again, this time putting my hand on his leg for better support. I opened my lips and this time I slid my lips down his shaft. She helped me, holding the back of my head, controlling how far I went down on his shaft, how fast I went.
She kissed me with his cock between our lips. We each took turns, sliding our lips up and down him, licking the shaft of his cock and kissing.
Our kissing took over and she rubbed his cock all over our faces. I could feel just a little bit of his moisture peeking out, leaving it’s residue on my cheek.
She stroked his cock fast, inches from our face. I wanted him to cum all over both of us, but I knew that we were just getting started.
My mouth found his cock again and her hand reappeared on the back of my head again. She pushed me harder then I liked, pushing faster and further then I was ready for. It was too much, but I loved it.
When my mouth needed a break, she took over for me until I was craving again. Watching her lips slide up and down his shaft felt like I was watching a porno, except it was happening right in front of me.
“You love sucking cock?” Chris asked me.
“You’re just like Samantha, she can’t get enough cock in her mouth.
As my head bobbed up and down on his cock, one of her hands was on the back of my head. The other ended up between my legs, rubbing my clit. I can’t think of a time that I was so turned on giving a blowjob. I had a hard time focusing on what I was doing with my mouth.
“Do you want his cock inside of your cunt?” Samantha asked.
I took my mouth away from his cock and nodded my head yes.
Samantha moved to the side and Chris joined us on the bed. The first thing he did was kiss me. It happened in slow motion, I wasn’t expecting it. I looked over at Samantha and she just smiled.
He laid down on his back, his cock pointed up at the hotel room ceiling. I didn’t have to be told what to do next. I got in position between his legs and wrapped my hands around him. He felt so powerful in my hands.
I kissed his cock and ran my tongue up and down him. This time it was all mine to play with. I pushed my hair back then lowered my mouth to his cock. I ran my lips all around it, then up and down it. Samantha sat next to him, watching my work and approving what I was doing.
I did my best to give him a blowjob that he would never forget, I pulled out all of my best tricks, but he wasn’t going to cum yet. He wanted something else, the same thing I wanted.
He pulled my head away from my cock and positioned me on my back. “You’re hot. My wife did a fucking good job this time.”
“Do you guys do this often?”
“This is the second time.” Samantha answered. “It’s already ten times better than the first time. You’re way better then the last chick.”
He pushed my dress up and his fingers went straight for where Samantha’s had been a few minutes earlier. Just one of his fingers was enough to make me moan and start me back towards another orgasm.
“Oh yeah.” I said as his mouth replaced his fingers. She was an expert between my legs, but he wasn’t bad himself. He was more strong and his tongue more powerful but it had equal effects. I had a second orgasm, quick but one that I wouldn’t forget anytime soon.
He didn’t wait for me recover from my orgasm. He pushed my legs back and positioned himself between them. I thought that if any man was going to be in this position tonight, it was going to be Brian. I wondered what he was doing right then, probably sleeping or talking to his wife.
I felt his cock between my lips and very easily he slid deep inside of my soaking wet pussy. He went slow at first, but soon he found his rhythm and started to fuck me. I moaned each time he pushed deep inside of me. There was a loud slapping sound as his body impacted with mine.
I looked over at Samantha and she was still smiling. I couldn’t believe a married man’s cock was inside of me and his wife was watching it all.
He pulled out and rubbed himself between my lips, rubbing it against my clit. “Stop teasing me.” I begged.
He stopped that, but now he stuck his cock inside of me then pulled it all of the way out. I moaned, but I wanted more.
He did give me more, drilling my pussy. Samantha couldn’t stay on the side lines anymore. She found my clit and rubbed it as her husband pounded my pussy. I’ve had some wild nights, but this was now on the top of the list.
The two of them almost instantly made my moaning louder and louder. I knew that their neighbors had to hear me now.
My body shook with each of his powerful thrusts.
“Yeah.” I moaned. He pushed my legs further back and pushed deeper inside of me.
“I’m getting close.” He grunted.
“Cum in me. Fill me with your cum.”
“Do it babe, she’s a cum whore like me.”
I came again. This wasn’t a quick orgasm. This wasn’t a weak orgasm. This one filled my entire body with pleasure and I practically blacked out as it overwhelmed me. I couldn’t stop moaning. I couldn’t stop breathing hard.
He pounding my pussy until one last thrust when he pushed deep inside of me. I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me and I knew he was filling me with his hot liquid. It had been so long since I had let someone cum inside of me besides Scott. Years since a guy that I had just met had cum inside of me. It felt so good. I felt so dirty, so slutty and I wondered if I could tell Scott about it.
“We have to get together again sometime.” Samantha said as the last few drops left her husband’s cock.
“I would love to.” I smiled.
They live in a completely different part of Florida, but before I collected my panties and headed to my own room, we exchanged phone numbers and emails.