cock now cupped his balls in her small, soft
hands and tugged. He groaned against the blonde’s thick, pink
nipple right before he bit into it with a male’s ferocious
hunger.
“Ohhh,”
screeched the blonde, arching her back as Maxwell’s teeth sank in
deeper, even as he pulled with his lips. This time his hand sank
into the brunette’s hair while she stayed kneeling between his
thighs, and he pushed her head lower so that his tip jabbed right
up her throat. He felt her throat muscles ripple around his cap,
sounds of her gagging reaching him and making him even harder,
thicker.
Maxwell reached
out his other hand to play it down the blonde’s concave stomach
till he was stroking her smooth-shaven pussy. She was so wet he
slid easily into her snug, pulpy sheathe. A rumble of approval
echoed in his chest.
Pleasure was a
thick, hot mist surrounding his senses. Primal lust overtook him as
he hooked into that sopping cunt and finger-fucked it till the
blonde was screeching in wanton submission. He could feel his cock
swelling to granite-hard proportions beneath the brunette’s expert
oral ministrations.
There was no
time to waste. Pulling out of that sucking mouth, he withdrew his
fingers from the blonde’s pussy and tugged her by her hair to
position her on her knees in front of him. She purred with delight,
wriggling her rounded ass in the air as she propped down on her
elbows.
Maxwell ripped
a condom open and rolled it onto his stiff, raging cock. The
brunette crawled over to the head of the bed and settled on her
back, spreading her legs in a wide ‘V’ right in front of the
blonde’s face. In no time, the blonde had her lips fused to the
brunette’s equally smooth pussy.
Maxwell took in
the erotic sight and groaned thickly. Bloody hell. He couldn’t wait
to fuck them both – in succession. He’d take all night if he had
to, pounding one pussy and then the other. He was more than up for
it and no doubt these two were as well. They sure had better be –
because that’s the only reason they were there. To be fucked, hard,
by him.
Without further
ado, he lined the head of his dick at the entrance of the blonde’s
puffy pussy, gripping her hip in one hand and guiding himself into
her with the other. Inch by inch, he pushed into her drenched
core.
And just when
she least expected it, Maxwell plunged totally in with a punishing
thrust that made her cry out in a mixture of agony and bliss…
*
Maxwell left
the two women sleeping prone in the bed, and headed for the
bathroom. Under the stinging hot spray, he shook his head and
wished in that same way, he could shake off the afterimage of all
that had happened last night.
He shoved his
wet hair back off his face which he raised to meet the needling
drops cascading down. He tried not to think about what a wild night
it had been. The women, the booze, the rough, kinky threesome sex;
ending up with two females now lying replete in his bed. What were
their names again, he wondered then let out a groan at the tragedy
of it all.
He huffed to
himself thinking that at least he should be thankful he still
recalled his own name despite all the alcohol he’d imbibed the
night before. Maxwell Craig. Partying like a rock star and hating
it. Especially since he wasn’t even a rock star. Just a
self-indulged, too-rich-for-his-own-good heir to the Craig billions
with nothing better to do than party his life away.
Shit. He
dreaded going back in there and facing those two. One blonde, one
brunette - both with two of the most beautiful bodies he’d ever
seen. The brunette slender almost to the point of being waiflike
yet sexy as hell, and the blonde packing mouth-watering curves to
make even a monk question his vows of chastity. Women who knew the
deal and understood that this was just for the here and now –
no-strings red-hot passion which in the overcast light of dawn,
ended in a fizzle. He dearly wished they’d be gone before he got
out of the thankfully reviving
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