Three Alpha Romeo

Then his tongue fluttered over my clit, and I saw a whole ocean of stars.

Sixteen

RANDALL

She came like it was the end of the world.

It happened in a rush, her body convulsing with electric aftershocks as I held her pinned hard against my tongue. And my tongue was everywhere. Eating her. Devouring her. Plunging deeply into her throbbing depths, while I curled my hands into claws to keep her against me.

And her ass…

God, it wasn’t enough that her ass was curvy and beautiful. It was firm and perfectly shaped as well. And tight, too. I knew this because I’d given up fingering her, in an effort to work both hands across the surface of those smooth, glorious cheeks.

Andrea moaned, arching into me, and I responded by slowly crawling my fingers between those cheeks. Everything was so wet. So absolutely drenched by how turned on she was. Eventually I’d reached the rim of her tight little asshole, where the pads of my fingers were implementing a steady, gentle pressure… right against her puckered entrance.

Then she climaxed… and at the penultimate moment I slid my middle finger inside, piercing her deeply.

She screamed like a banshee, her shrieks echoing loudly in the hollow, tiled room. But they were shrieks of joy. Shrieks of surprise bliss and excitement, as her body spasmed and her pussy contracted and she exploded hard into my face, against my writhing, swirling tongue.

Eventually she floated back to Earth, and I held her steady in my hands. The water cascaded down, pooling on my tongue. I was lapping her gently. Tasting the sweetness of her nectar, diluted by the alkalinity of the warm, surging water.

Rather than set her down, I scooped her into my arms. Then I carried her, still limp and glassy-eyed, back into the locker room area.

“You’ve never had that before, have you?”

She knew exactly what I meant. She shook her head numbly.

I smiled down at her and chuckled. “Next time it’s gonna be more than just a finger.”

We toweled off quickly, then I took her into my arms again. She slid her arms around my neck, kissing me hotly as I carried her straight to my bed.

Our bodies had barely hit the mattress and she was already spreading for me. Pulling me eagerly between her legs. Crooking one finger as I dragged the head of my cock up and down through her hot little furrow, made warm from the shower, made wet from me.

“Randall?”

I looked down at her and raised an eyebrow.

“Fuck me…”

I didn’t just take her, I plunged into her. As if going in slowly would’ve ruined the moment. Andrea bucked her hips upward to meet my thrust, and then she was fucking me… really, really fucking me, with an eagerness and desperation I hadn’t expected.

“Tell me more…” she whispered, clawing my body against hers. I felt her tongue, tracing itself along my outer ear. “Tell me more about how you… and Holden…”

She wasn’t just hot, she was molten. So warm and wet and absolutely yearning.

“Tell me how you fucked her,” she whispered. “Together. The two of you.” His voice was swimming with lust. “I want to know everything…”

Her hand slipped downward, worming its way between us. Then I felt it; her fingers, tracing lightly over my balls. This girl we’d rescued last night — this girl we barely knew, except from what we’d been provided, what her dossier had told us.

This girl that was now wrapping her body around mine, clawing me harder into her depths. Rolling her hips against mine. Urging me to fuck her.

Oh yeah, and fondling my balls with the very tips of her fingers… while whispering the nastiest things in my ear.

I screwed her hard and deep, not even hesitating when her cries of pleasure bordered on pain. She needed this. I needed this. It was probably more the latter than the former, but I didn’t even care. If I was being greedy, so was she. And so was Holden…

In the end I told her. I told her every sordid detail, every wild, twisted, crazy thing the three of us had ever done. I told her the things we’d made her do, the wicked games we’d played. How we’d dressed her up, and stripped her down, and tied her to the bed and ravaged her until she cried tears of joy. I told her how our sex-crazed shared girlfriend would beg us to double-penetrate her… over and over again… until she’d drained us inside her while squealing in pure, delirious ecstasy.

Andrea came again, in the middle of my storytelling. Her pussy fired off like a rocket, while never missing a single beat. I felt her hands closing over my scrotum, trying to coax the come from my balls. Squeezing and caressing with a gradually increasing pressure, until the slam of a metal door finally broke us from our rhythm.