Stephen’s fists clenched tight. Unable to hold it in, he gasped audibly. This was
simply blowing his mind. Suzanne’s incredibly soft lips and saliva-filled mouth gently
enveloped the end of his erection. Her hand gripped the base of his shaft, rising up in
perfect unison with her mouth. Lips and hand joined somewhere in the middle before
separating, creating the most incredibly intense sensations in his dick. The hand, pulling
his foreskin downward, ensured unrestricted access to his exposed helmet. Those full
African lips swept over him, her tongue flicked wickedly over his tiny eye. Each time she
did it, overwhelming tingles made him shudder. His prick engorged to the point of
bursting, kept in climax for so long, made sure Stephen was becoming delirious with
unstoppable throbs and pulses. She was good. Suzanne knew exactly how to keep her man on
the edge. Maintaining a torturous state of almost cumming, but not quite, was a power trip
like no other.
“Oh Jeeese!”
Grunting more loudly, he let out a torrent of moans, even though he knew he
shouldn’t. There was a good chance that they might hear him next door. The walls were
incredibly thin. ‘Partitions’, Stephen corrected himself. Mobile homes don’t have walls.
They have wafer thin partitions.
“Oh dear God!”
Suzanne was on the move again. There definitely was something wrong with her
tonight. She was on form and all the tricks she knew to drive him insane were coming out.
She had already dragged her long wiry black hair along the length of his naked body. She
had toyed with his testicles endlessly and now had hoisted a leg over his chest and was
gently rubbing her intensely hot breasts against his belly. It was time to get high on a
sixty-nine. Usually, she liked the cover of a blanket, but tonight all the bedclothes were
on the floor. If someone walked in, her exposure would be absolute.
Clenching her bum cheeks, one in each hand, Stephen pulled her cheeks apart to gain
better access. Smiling, he paused for a moment. His lingering look in the candled
half-light was nothing less that total adoration and appreciation. Her darkened skin that
became more and more pink as her pussy lips separated was living proof that miracles
exist. At least for now this amazing pussy was wet, open and his. Nothing could be more
miraculous.
“Oh… fuck!”
Stephen buried his nose into Suzanne’s pussy as far as he could. Her lips spread
and saturated his face in juices. His tongue flicked out and darted across her now exposed
clitoris. A few more licks were enough to interrupt Suzanne’s flow. Forced to raise her
head, she gripped his erection hard. Soft moans of satisfaction filled the hushed night
air. With a gasp of hurried frenzy, Suzanne lunged at Stephen’s prick. She allowed his
length to nestle to the back of her tongue, gorging on it, before pushing, forcing her
throat open and taking him fully until her lips wrapped around his base.
The two naked bodies writhed in ecstasy. They licked and nibbled at each other.
Sucking and kissing, biting hard at soft sensitive fleshy skin that begged for more.
Sweating, panting and groaning, their hips raised and lowered. Hands grabbed desperately.
Shortened, interrupted, hot breath shuddered. Suzanne shouted out under gritted teeth.
“Oh God yes! Oh... fuck! Fuck me baby!”
Stephen loves it when Suzanne cums on his tongue. Her orgasms are so strong;
usually she tries to pull away. This one came so quickly? Normally, she tries to stop him
from doing any more. Not this time. This time, Stephen’s strong arms wrapped around her
delicate waist, holding her close to him. Trapped, Suzanne could do nothing except accept
his torture. His tongue relentlessly lapping at her clitoris, she was his prisoner, out of
control. Shuddering from head to toe she screamed.
“You bastard! Stop! Please, it’s too much!”
Wrapping his open mouth around as much soft fleshy skin as he could, Stephen
stopped licking. He held her there, tight in his arms. Each gasped jerk of her body, as
her orgasm subsided, made him smile. Juices poured from her pussy. Suzanne’s smell, as
always, captivated Stephen. Her taste, sweet and sticky, there could never be a time when
he had enough. All of her was never enough. He ran his hands softly over her arse. He
called it her Brazilian arse. She could shake it and make it wobble so much; she could
make a man go blind at fifty paces. Her incredible, sparkling brown eyes and long afro
hair made anyone who received one of her amazing smiles go weak at the knees. Suzanne was
young, black and hot. She could have any man she chose. She chose Stephen. Stephen
reminded himself everyday how lucky he was that it was he, that she allowed to fuck her
and it was he, who had the good fortune to experience her incredible talent. Not only was
she the best looker, with the best ass, but Suzanne was also the best blowjob in town.
Tonight though was something of a pleasant surprise. Normally, Suzanne would pass
off the opportunity for sex if she suspected someone could hear them or if there was the
slightest possibility of someone walking in on them. Sharing a holiday mobile home with
two friends was definitely a place where they could be heard. Also, with only a flimsy
sliding partitioning door, anyone could walk in at any moment. It seemed to Stephen that
Suzanne’s daring nakedness and louder than usual screams of delight meant that she either
was taunting her friend in the next bedroom or secretly wishing they could see her. The
thought occurred to him that maybe, secretly; she wanted sex with them as well. Suzanne
and Carol are always holding hands or cuddling.
‘Come to think about it, Stephen smiled, ‘they kiss each other an awful lot!’
There was also that moment, when they were driving here this morning. After
stopping for breakfast, Stephen noticed Sam and Suzanne sharing a lingered knowing look.
‘What if the bastard wants to fuck Suzanne? What if the bastard has already fucked
her? She never did say why she was late home on Wednesday, looking all flushed and starry
eyed! And she couldn’t get enough of my dick that night! And her pussy was much wetter
than usual! That’s it! He’s fucked her! Maybe they both have... maybe they had a threesome
on Wednesday and he fucked them both... maybe, she fucked them both!’
Stephen’s dick pulsed at the thought. It was so hard, it actually hurt. Stephen’s
tongue extended out. He licked the full length of her pussy. It slid slowly over her hood,
stopped for a moment on her clitoris before separating her folds, delving deeper and
deeper, settling on her bum hole. He darted his tongue into her tiny hole several times
before repeating the process.
‘I wonder of Carol has licked this amazing pussy? That bastard has definitely
fucked this pussy!’
To Stephen’s surprise, Suzanne made no complaint about his renewed attraction to
her pussy. Normally after an orgasm like that, she would be too sensitive to carry on. She
seemed to all but collapse on top of him. Her body wilted and she whimpered softly. That
Brazilian arse began to rise up and down. Slowly at first, as if savouring every delicious
tingle, her hips moved in time with his tongue. He didn’t need to extend his neck any
more. Her movements made sure all he had to do was lick and suck and nibble at her
incredibly wet pussy.
“That’s right baby, lick my pussy!”
Although surprised, Stephen was not going to argue. His prick was fit to explode
and he wanted it in that mouth. He wanted it between those full soft lips. He wanted more
of her gift. He didn’t have to wait long. An immediate lunging deep throat preceded a full
and frenzied attack on his dick. Gasping and groaning over his hot bulbous flesh, she
slurped loudly. There was no question in Stephen’s mind.
Sam, Stephen’s best friend had fucked his girlfriend. There was only one thing on
his mind now and that was revenge. He made it his duty to fuck Carol. Carol was after all,
pretty damn hot and had huge tits.
‘Who wouldn’t want to fuck Carol?’
Concentrating on Carol’s arse, Stephen decided that it wouldn’t be enough to simply
fuck his best friends’ girlfriend; he was going to fuck her arse.
As soon as a picture of Carol, bent before him, her anus open and willing, his
prick entering that peachy arse, Stephen growled as he came.
Hot sperm shot into Suzanne’s mouth. Something was different. Usually, Suzanne
stopped her blowjob at this point and wanked him furiously as he ejaculated over her tits.
Suzanne seemed possessed. Both hands grabbed at his dick, firmly rubbing his shaft as she
greedily drank down his jism. She wouldn’t stop. She just couldn’t get enough of him and
sank his dick deep into her throat. Stephen’s grunt was so loud; it caused Sam and Carol
to burst into a fit of giggles.
“Fuck me!”
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