Quadruplets Make Six

“Good,” I replied and placed my hand on her ankle, slowly going upward. My fingertips barely touched her smooth skin, but it was enough for her to become even more aroused, fidgeting on the seat.

“Cole... it feels so good.”

“Enjoy it, baby.”

I caressed her legs gently, moving up and down, each time nearing her pussy more. By the time I finally reached her heated core, she was already panting and moaning. My cock twitched when I felt her wetness on my fingertips. Just as she thrust her hips forward so she could feel more, I slid my hand down, stroking her upper thighs instead.

“No,” she whimpered and I smiled. This was so good. I loved torturing her like this.

“You won’t get that orgasm easily. I have to punish you for your teasing in front of my uncle.”

“I’m sorry. I know that was bad from me, but please, touch me...”

“Not yet.”

I moved my hands to her stomach and leaned in to kiss her neck, enjoying the way she trembled beneath me. She was becoming a bigger mess with each second, and I wasn’t sure how much I was going to able to continue this. I was already reaching my limits, and I didn’t even make her come yet.

I moved my lips closer to her nipples, covering the center of her chest with my wet mouth. My hands were on her back now, and I deliberately avoided her nipples. She buckled her hips, her body begging me to touch her.

“What do you want, Addison?” I whispered into her ear and cupped her ass with my hands. I kneaded her soft flesh roughly as I traced her sensitive skin below her ear with my lips.

“I want to come.”

“How do you want to come?”

“Touch me.”

I smirked. “Baby, you will get even more than that.”

This time I let my hand find her pussy, and I moved it through her soaked folds. She shuddered and cried out. Just as I probed her entrance with the tip of my middle finger, I brought my fingers back to her clit and rubbed it slowly.

“Yes. Right there. Please, faster.”

I chuckled and squeezed her ass with my other hand. “Faster?”

“Yes...”

“How about no?”

“Cole!”

I chuckled again, teasing her with my slow rhythm as her tension grew stronger second by second.

“Please, faster.”

“I don’t want to.” I moved my fingers back to her entrance and pushed one digit deep inside of her. She moaned and curled her hands into fists, barely restraining herself from moving them. I took it out and brought it back inside, still going slowly.

Several moments later, I increased my tempo, pushing another two fingers inside. Her pussy started making sloshing sounds that were turning me on like hell. I groaned. I had to push my hand into my boxers and stroke my cock or I would just explode. I jerked slowly as I fucked her fast, watching fascinated her juices that were gushing out of her.

The next moment, I grabbed her around her waist and made her straddle my lap. I kept her on her knees as I brought her pussy to my face. Her hands dug into my shoulders when my tongue moved over her swollen clit.

“What are you doing?” she cried out and rubbed her face against me. She loved this. She loved me eating her out, and fuck me if this wasn’t the most erotic thing I’d experienced in my whole life. Her pussy smelled and tasted delicious, and I could drink her creamy juices the whole day.

“I want you to drench my whole face, baby. Rub that pussy against me, come on,” I urged her to continue pleasing herself on my face.

Her movements became wild, and she was already so close to her orgasm. My whole face was wet and covered with her sweet wetness. Damn. I would explode any second. As much as I wanted to play with her, my cock was urging me to fuck her. I needed to have her right now.

Before she had the chance to come, I shimmied out of my boxers and pants and took my tie off her. I impaled her in one forceful move.