Ruthless Spring
Fuck, I don’t want to fall, but his tongue…
I’m right on the edge and I try to push my hips forward into Maximo’s face but when the ladder sways again, I stop. Maximo only laughs, his lips moving against my pussy. He pulls back slightly, leaving only his thumb. He continues to circle my clit and embarrassment moves through me as his eyes meet mine.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I don’t want to like it, we both know it, but Maximo doesn’t take mercy on me, leaning back in to pull my clit between his teeth. The sharp bite of pain mixes with pleasure and I moan, my eyes falling closed as my head drops back against the ladder.
Maximo continues to push my body higher and higher, his fingers back to work on my clit while he ravishes my pussy with his tongue.
I gasp, riding the wave of pleasure as my orgasm stands just out of reach.
I’m just about to explode when I hear the door open again, bringing a wave of cool air with it.
My eyes snap open, meeting Enzo’s.
He stands frozen in the doorway, his eyes on where Maximo is still eating me out. My face is flushed and as he watches us, it doesn’t tamper down my arousal, at all.
“Enzo,” Maximo says without turning away, his mouth just out of reach of my pussy. “Come here,” he tells him. His eyes lift to mine and that smile is back on his face.
Shit.
Enzo steps into the room, the door swinging closed behind him.
“Lock it,” Maximo tells him.
Enzo flips the lock on the door before coming closer.
Maximo steps back, grabbing onto Enzo’s shoulder and moving him into the space that he just occupied. He reaches over Enzo’s shoulder, trailing his fingers through the wetness of my pussy. “Eat her out while I fuck you,” he orders.
I suck in a deep breath, looking down at Enzo. He doesn’t move for a moment but then his eyes are flicking up to mine and I can see the want in them.
He licks his lips and it seems as if he’s still contemplating, which is not what Maximo wants. He grabs the back of Enzo’s head, pushing it forward until his lips are touching my pussy. “Now eat,” he orders.
Enzo’s tongue sneaks out, skating along my clit and sparks shoot through my body, I let out a moan. His tongues traces along the outside of my lips.
“Don’t get her off too quickly, I want her on edge while I fuck you, Enzo.”
And Enzo obeys him, taking his time eating me out. Every time, I’m just on the edge of coming, he stops. All the while, Maximo goes to work, unbuttoning Enzo’s pants and forcing them down his legs. I’m just barely aware of him taking his own pants off. I watch as he pulls a bottle of something out of his pocket. As I look closer, I realize it’s lube.
He squeezes some of the liquid into his palm before lathering it over his dick.
I don’t see it when he pushes into Enzo, but I definitely feel it as Enzo gasps against my clit.
I try to peer over his shoulder to watch as Maximo moves his hips against him, but when his tongue comes back out to circle my clit, my eyes fall back closed in pleasure.
Enzo keeps with his mission of leaving me just on edge, and I feel the jolt of Maximo fucking into him every single time he thrusts, moving the ladder. With the first few thrusts, I worry that the ladder will tip over, but then I find myself truly not caring.
Fine, let it flip, as long as I get my orgasm first.
Enzo’s fingers circle my entrance as his tongue slides over me, and when he thrusts his fingers into me, I know I’m done for. I don’t think he expects it when my orgasm hits me because I surely don’t, and I nearly go flying right off the ladder as euphoria moves through me.
Enzo’s arm locks around my waist, keeping me standing as my legs turn to jelly.
Can I not breathe or is it just a figure of my imagination?
I seem to lose track of time as I let the waves of pleasure wash over me and when I finally come to it’s to one of the hottest visuals I’ve ever seen.
Maximo’s lips are pressed along the side of Enzo’s neck, his long hair hanging over the side of his face. One of his hands is wrapped in Enzo’s short hair while the other one is wrapped around his hip, stroking Enzo’s dick. Enzo’s face is red and I can tell he’s just on the edge of coming, but his arms are still wrapped around me, making sure I don’t fall.