Quadruple Duty

Sammara rolled her hips and took me some more. I winced back in pleasure, watching as inch by inch I disappeared inside her. It was a slow, magnificent slide into oblivion — a journey of heat and power and sheer, delirious joy. I had to stop myself when I’d finally penetrated her fully. I was pushing her ass so hard into the bed I could hear the air being forced from her lungs.

“Easy bro,” laughed Kyle. “You’re big.”

I grinned back sheepishly as they both laughed. Kyle went back to kissing and licking and touching her. And I slid carefully out…

… before plunging gratifyingly back inside her.

“Oh… FUCK…”

She felt like home. That was the best way to describe it. Sammara’s body felt like it had been made to receive me, and I’d been made to sheath myself in her warm, wet flesh.

I began fucking her slowly, getting a good feel for her. Getting a sense of how her body reacted to mine, how far I could push things before I reached certain limits. Later on, I knew we’d be fucking hard. Screwing like animals against every piece of furniture in this whole goddamn house. But for now…

For now I took it slow.

“Come here…” she gasped.

I leaned down to kiss her, but realized she was talking to Kyle. He was undressed now, and she’d been stroking him the whole time. I watched Sammara craning her neck. Working her face toward the side of the bed, where Kyle stood at full attention, stroking his already hard member.

Lifting her easily, I shifted her head closer to the end of the mattress… and watched as she took my friend all the way into her pretty little mouth.

Finally.

It was a relief. Once again, like coming home. Kyle and I were doing something we hadn’t done in a very long time. We were connected again, this time by the twisting, writhing body of this gorgeous, goddess of a woman.

“Mmmmm…”

Sammara moaned as her head lolled upside-down off the edge of the bed. In the meantime Kyle’s hands went to her breasts, holding them steady and rolling the nipples between his fingers as he fucked her mouth. I could see her throat swell at the end of every stroke, filling from the inside with his long hard cock. And on my end? I could feel her trying to wrap her legs around me. Taking me as deep inside her as humanly possible, as I filled her body from the opposite end.

I looked up, and Kyle was smiling. I would’ve smiled back, but I hadn’t stopped grinning since we’d started.

“You feel so fucking good,” I murmured, gripping her by the hips. Sammara responded by moaning around Kyle’s cock. “You feel like… like…”

I had no words. Nothing could come close to describing the sensations that overwhelmed me. Instead I clamped down harder with my hands and focused on driving myself hard and deep. Stroke by stroke, moan by moan, we tripped headfirst into our old, familiar rhythm.

If Sammara had limits, so far we hadn’t encountered them. She was groaning loudly, slurping and sucking hard to keep Kyle buried in her throat. At times she was forced to take him out. To catch her breath as she glanced down to watch me gliding in and out of her. Her expression was mostly lust… but also curiosity. Like she was fascinated by what she was seeing, down between her outstretched legs.

I couldn’t last long. It just wasn’t possible. She was too beautiful, too hot on the inside and out. Besides, the moans she was making were turning me on to the point where I could barely keep from exploding inside her.

“Switch.”

Kyle nodded knowingly as he pulled himself from Sammara’s mouth. Rather than switch positions on the bed, we merely spun her around… and flipped her over, too.

“I—” she began saying cutely. She looked confused, until Kyle grabbed her hips and pushed her face-down, ass up. “Oh…”

My cock was at eye-level. I pressed it forward against her lips, and she smiled and winked at me before taking me in.

Holy… holy shit…

The inside of Sammara’s mouth was a warm silk sleeve that nearly brought me off right then and there. I took her face in my hands. Guided her head slowly up and down the length of my cock, even as her tongue fluttered slowly around it. It felt amazing. Better than amazing. Sammara’s tongue was twirling, twisting around me. Sliding wetly along the sensitive underside, where it sent shivers of intense pleasure rocketing downward through my groin and legs.

I made sure to watch her face as Kyle slid into her. I saw the flare of her eyes as they opened wide. The swell of her cheeks going momentarily hollow as she sucked in a quick, involuntary breath. Kyle’s hands settled over her ass and he began screwing her doggie-style. After a while she began bucking back against him, urging him deeper…

And that’s when he really started laying into her.

Home.

Yes, that’s how it felt. It was the same as it was before, only instead of Erika — and all her wonderful little tricks — we were inside the body of a different woman. A woman no less beautiful, no less willing.