“Oh, fuck,” he groans again, and we start sliding our lips up and down his cock. I take the lead and wrap my lips around his cock; moving slowly, I open my mouth as wide as I can and push his cock inside of me.
Strokes takes a supporting role, going down to the base of his cock and then further down; she opens her mouth and sucks one of his balls in, rolling it around her mouth. Somehow, she manages to open her mouth so wide that she fits his two balls inside of her, sucking eagerly. That just makes me want to go harder; I start bobbing my head up and down as fast as I can, rolling my lips over his mast in such a way that the muscles around my neck start to cramp up. But I don’t let that stop me, oh, no. I go even harder, pushing past all my limitation until I can barely move.
“I… need… to… fuck you,” Austin breathes out, placing his hands on top of my head and forcing me to stop. Moving so fast that his movements become a blur, he goes up to his feet, making his balls pop out of Strokes’ mouth. He reaches for my hands and, grabbing me, pulls me up to my feet and then throws me down on the couch. He doesn’t even wait a second; he climbs on top of me, pressing his body on mine, and guides his cock right where it belongs. I let out a wild moan as I feel his cock parting my inner lips, and then strain against my insides as he slides it inside of me with one anxious thrust.
He holds his position for a few seconds, the tip of his cock pressing deep inside of me, and then slides out slowly; that, of course, just so he can thrust again. And that’s exactly what he does: he thrusts in one hurried movement, his shaft burying itself inside of me and he starts building up a rhythm.
I cross my legs around his waist and, burying my fingernails on his back, I
succumb to the movement of his hips. My eyes are closed and, even though, I’m trying to open them, it seems that my eyelids are so heavy it’s a miracle I have ever opened my eyes.
“It’s… so good,” I moan, my nerve endings firing off and setting in motion a chain reaction. There’s a chemical whirlwind inside my body, endorphins raging through my bloodstream and blending in with adrenaline, and I know where all this leads to, one mind bending orgasm.
“It is,” Austin agrees, placing one hand on my cheek. I open my eyes to look at him, and a mellow smile takes over my lips. It’s almost hard to believe that this is real isn’t? By all means, I shouldn’t have gotten an happy ending like this. But, when everyone thought of me like a poster girl for disaster, the world turned around on its axis and gave me a chance.
“You’re everything to me, Austin,” I tell him, losing myself in his eyes. It’s true; forget about money, fame or what have you. All I need in this world is for him to stay by my side.
“So are you, babe,” he smiles back at me. But then his tender smile starts widening and turning into a wicked grin; with a glint in his eyes, he starts to thrust even harder than before, and my only response is one hard scream. I feel his cock pulsing inside of me, and each time that happens it almost feels Austin is going to rip me in two. But that doesn’t happen, of course what happens is that a violent scream claws its way up my throat and, as pleasure explodes inside of me, I cry out as loud as I can.
Fireworks go off inside my head, and I swear I can feel my bones rattle. My muscles twitch and spasm, and it seems as if my spine is one fire. Right now, my body is like a red hot piece of coal, and my only pressure valve is the scream I’m unleashing. I don’t even know for how long I climax; all I know is that by the time the waves of pleasure start calming down, my limbs feel as heavy as a slab of concrete. My legs fall from around his waist, and even my arms slide out from around his neck.
“You okay, babe?” I hear Austin’s voice coming at me as if he’s in a whole different continent.
“I’m… I’m good,” I force myself to say, and then I grin at him. “I’m good for more,” I tell him, and he acts on it before I can even blink. Still with his cock inside of me, he goes to his knees and, grabbing my legs, pulls me closer. Then, before he even starts to thrust, he turns to the side and looks at Strokes.
“Enjoying the show, are you?” Strokes! I almost forgot all about her. Her eyes are glazed, and her mouth is slightly ajar, yeah, she’s enjoying the show alright. She’s still on her knees, looking at us as if she has never seen something so impressive in her whole life.
“You guys…” she starts saying, but she’s at loss for words. But then her eyes meet mine, and I know she still has a role to play.
“Come over,” I whisper at her, sliding one hand down my stomach until my fingers are right above my pussy. I place one fingertip over my clit and, as I press down on it, I chomp on my lower lip and wink at her.
“Well, if the lady says so,” Austin chuckles in a quiet tone, offering one hand to Strokes’. Still looking as if she’s in a trance, she grabs Austin’s hand and goes up to her feet slowly. “She’s delicious, you’re in for a treat,” Austin tells her, and she starts bending over me. I take my hand out from my pussy and reach for her, placing both my hands on her cheeks. Pulling her into me, I gently brush my lips against hers, and then set her free.
Strokes starts kissing down my chin, her lips tracing a soft line over the curve of my neck. When her mouth is right between my breasts, she hikes up the curve of my left breast and wraps her lips around my nipple. I sigh heavily, my voice growing thick, and she twirls her tongue around my hard tip.
At the same time, Austin starts rocking his hips gently, his shaft sliding in and out of my aching pussy leisurely. It feels like my brain is being pulled in opposite directions, Austin’s cock and Strokes’ lips both trying to claim my attention. I’m swaying my hips from side to side, that burning feeling renewing its strength inside me.
“Oh, God… You’re killing me,” I moan out loud as Mistress Strokes lips go from my left nipple to the right one. She licks and sucks, and then she uses her teeth to pinch it slightly, and I let out a throaty moan. That’s when she starts going down my body again, her lips sliding down my skin at a maddening slow pace; I know where she’s going, and I can’t wait for her to get there.
“I never thought I’d be saying this,” she whispers, turning her face to me and looking me in the eye, “but I can’t wait to taste you.”
“Then do it,” I tell her with a smile, placing both my hands on her head and gently pushing her down. She goes willingly, taking her lips straight to my clit and wrapping them around it. Sucking on it, she uses the tip of her tongue to jab at that sensitive spot, at the same time, she takes one hand to my right breasts and squeezes on it harshly, pinching my nipple between her thumb and index finger. My brain is working overtime, trying to process everything that I’m feeling from my pussy and clit to my breasts, it’s almost too much pleasure for just one woman. Of course, I’m not just any woman, I’m Destiny.
“Faster…” I say, but I don’t even know to whom I’m talking to. Either way, it doesn’t matter; they both hear me, and they both obey. Austin starts thrusting more harshly while Strokes sucks so hard I can already feel that sweet pressure mounting inside of me.
“Don’t you stop…” I tell them, and Austin’s answer is a quick one.
“Does it look like we’re going to stop?” he says, thrusting even harder at the same time. “We wouldn’t stop for anything in this world,” he continues, and I look at him with a dazed expression. This is my man right here, the one with the right answers coming at the right time.
Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and let pleasure overtake me. My insides are burning so fiercely that I might combust, and my mind right now is a blank canvas, a canvas where ecstasy is the only ink allowed.
“Come, babe,” I hear Austin say, and his words ring out inside of my head like a gunshot. High voltage runs through my spine, spreading out to my limbs and giving an extra kick to my heart, and I come again. My back is arched, my whole body as tense as a nocked arrow, and I only relax when Strokes starts circling my clit with her tongue, fanning the flames of pleasure that are devouring me. “That’s it…”
I open my mouth to speak, but words are useless right now. Pleasure is the language we’re using, and it isn’t the kind of language that needs something as primal as words. Right now, I don’t even know what I’m doing with my body, or if I’m moaning or screaming; I feel as if I’m floating in the void, all my being as light as a feather. My body and Austin’s are one, and even Strokes’ mouth feels like something ethereal and out of this world.
I’m in heaven.
“She’s delicious… You were right,” I hear Mistress Strokes’ say as her lips leave my clit. I force my eyes open, my consciousness clumsily landing on the real world, and I place one hand under Strokes’ chin. My fluids are dripping down her face, and her lips are glistening from it. I pull her into me and, not even thinking about it, I reach for her mouth with mine. The moment our lips touch, I feel my own scent and flavor inundate me. I don’t mean to brag, but I have to agree with them: I’m delicious. Well, I might be a bit biased here, I’ll admit it.