“Come for us, Doll,” he grits out and I do exactly as he says.
My pussy clenches and the torrent of pleasure explodes against my tender skin lining. The spasming of my pussy ignites Hunter and with one grinding thrust he also releases, his cum filling me to bursting point until it leaks down my thighs.
Panting for breath as waves continue rolling through my body, I pick up speed on Rhino's cock intending to bring him off with me and Hunter.
“Not so fast, Doll,” he says, clasping my hand to halt my moves. “We've got all night.”
Oh my god. What did I sign up for?
16
Hunter
After a phenomenal fucking climax, exploding inside Kendall's tight pussy, I'm almost disappointed. Not because it wasn't the best sex I've ever had with a woman, because it was. It's reminiscent of our candy coated convo earlier – now it's over and I want more.
The fun part is, unlike a chocolate binge where self-control is essential, pleasuring Kendall's body is going to continue into the small hours. Fuck, it may even last all night. Until we all have to go back and start hurling our satiated bodies out of moving airplanes again.
There's nothing I'd like more than to stay buried inside her, feeling the spasms of her aftershocks on my dick. And she feels the same I guess, because she arches her back, changing the position of me inside her and grinds down onto my root. Meanwhile she rests her chin in her palms, her elbows on Rhino's thick thighs.
From there she turns her eyes up to Rhino with what I assume is a cheeky grin, from the one he tosses down at her. Then she throws me a seductive smile, looking back over her shoulder so I get the amazing view of her firm tits hanging with Rhino's hard cock pointing straight up between.
“That was unbelievable,” she whispers, her voice raspy, raw from taking my bother's cock down her throat. “All of it.”
“It's nowhere near over,” Rhino says and she turns back to look at the huge pulsating stick she still has her hands curling around.
“Apparently not,” she says with a filthy tone. “Can a girl get some refreshment?”
Kendall's throat is croaking but all three of us can't stop smiling like asylum inmates.
“Of course, excuse my manners,” Rhino quips as he raises her up and sets her into my embrace.
She snuggles her back against my chest wall, but now she's upright my cock starts to slip out of her and our combined juices flow down her inner thighs.
In an instant I do something I've never felt like doing for any other woman. I drop to my knees in front of her and trail my tongue up the soft flesh of her inside thigh. She laughs lightly and grabs at my shoulders for balance. Her legs are quivering from the pounding I just gave her.
She looks so fucking hot with her legs open around my shoulders and those high heels she wore for our date. The only thing she's still wearing since I ripped her sodden tiny underwear away.
I bob back down and lave up the other thigh, loving how she trembles under my tongue. Yeah. There's gonna be a whole lot more of that before we're done. I press her back so her butt leans against the island then lift up one leg and throw her thigh over my shoulder.
“Ohmigod,” she squeaks as I lay my tongue across her pussy mouth and lick up our mix of juices. I pull her swollen clit between my lips and tongue the point until she shakes harder, remnants of pleasure ricocheting through her.
“Someone's thirsty tonight,” Rhino quips, rejoining us with a nice cold bottle of Krug along with some of that fantastic mezcal tequila blend rocker Adam Levine created.
Before he's dumped the bottles on the counter and set down the three flutes and three shot glasses he fists in one hand, Kendall grabs the Mezquila. She untwists the top and pours a slug down her throat.
Her eyes stretch wide and her perfect swollen lips that are still red from the biting of two of us, purse into a kissy pinch.
“Easy, Baby,” I burr at her, stroking her arm, so silky and delicate. “That stuff can strip paint.”
“Whoa, you're not kidding. But it definitely eases the back of the throat,” she laughs.
“This girl's got balls.”
Rhino emits a guttural laugh and having removed the cage, cracks the cork against the edge of the granite like it's a two dollar beer top rather than thousand dollar champagne. A champagne should never fizz all over the rim but with him shaking it like that, a spume pours over and drips onto Kendall's breast. Rhino wastes no time in eagerly licking that off for her.
“You both seem pretty thirsty to me,” she purrs, with that naughty grin I never imagined on her perfect features 'til now.
“Starving more like,” Rhino says.