Washington D.C. Series 2:3 - Eva's Discovery Continued...

Eva watched breathlessly as Ms. McCabe slowly leant back across her desk. Brent followed her without slowing his movements. He was up on his knees now and Eva could see his straining cock pushing against the fabric of his pants. She couldn't pull her eyes away from the scene. She needed this. She didn't know why, but she knew deep down this is what she needed.

Brent continued to fuck Elizabeth McCabe with his fingers. His mouth was buried in her beautiful cunt. Her mentor's hands wound through his hair, pulling his face tighter against her as she ground her hips against him. Her breath was coming in gasps now. Eva was fascinated at the sight and found herself not only needing the situation but wanting to be involved in it. But she didn't want Brent right then, she wanted Ms. McCabe. She wanted to feel her lips crushing against lips. She wanted to feel her skin pressed tight, breasts against breasts, body touching body. Eva was filled by an overwhelming desire to take what she wanted, to just have her and do what she pleased with her.

It was then that Elizabeth McCabe looked at Eva, eyes locking with hers. Eyes that were filled with desire, lust and a glint of something Eva knew was reflected in her own. Eva made her decision and suddenly got up out of her chair and strode over to her mentor. She didn't know if she was allowed, or if it was okay, but she had to do it, she had to taste her and feel her. Ms. McCabe smiled at her, a lascivious smile that let Eva knew she made the right decision. Their lips met heatedly as Eva took control of what she wanted. She felt herself groan as the taste of Elizabeth McCabe invaded her. This was only the second time she had ever kissed a woman and the intensity of the moment took her breath away.

As Eva's lips touched Ms. McCabe's, she could feel the heat of Brent's body so close to hers. She heard him moan as her hip brushed his shoulder. Elizabeth McCabe heard it to and Eva felt a smile through the kiss they were sharing. Her mentor slid her hand through Eva's hair, bringing her closer, kissing her more passionately. Eva knew her other hand was firmly wrapped in Brent's hair and the thought excited her. The hand in Eva's hair, however, was not wound tightly. Eva didn't need to be dominated. Elizabeth McCabe considered her an equal now, a peer in this secret world of theirs.

Eva felt her mentor suddenly gasp into her mouth and glanced down at Brent. His face was buried in the soft folds of her sex, his tongue lapping at her while his fingers continued to fuck her. There was an urgency now as she watched her mentors hips grind against his face. She was going to cum and Eva was mesmerized.

Elizabeth McCabe was gasping in rhythm now, Her kissing more feverish as she came close to her climax. Eva felt the fingers in her hair tightening and heard Brent groan again. He could feel it as well and his movements increased. Suddenly Ms. McCabe cried out and Eva could hear the rush of wetness from between her thighs as Brent fucked her hard with his fingers. Her body convulsed beside Eva as Brent continued moving with her as her orgasm shook her body. Eva had never witnessed anything so beautiful. Ms. McCabe's back arched up to her and her thighs parted wide. Her mouth aggressively kissed Eva and their tongues met. Her body was alive with sensuality as it writhed beneath Eva's touch. Brent moaned loudly again as the taste of his Master's juices touched his lips.

Eva's body responded in kind. She was incredibly aroused by the entire scene that unfolded in front of her. This orgy of senses and feelings. Still, she was startled when she felt Brent's hand on her calf snaking it's way up her leg. His warm hand felt so good against her and she shifted her weight so he could feel her better. She needed him to touch her, to allow her to cum too. Her own cunt was dripping wet and she needed the release. She needed to feel him and have him. She needed to be fucked until she came all over his hard cock. But as she felt his hand creep higher, she had another thought, one that aroused her more.

Pulling back from her mentor's mouth Eva turned and hissed at Brent, "Did I give you permission to touch me?" Speaking those words stirred a passion in Eva's body. Seeing his reaction heightened the pleasure.

Brent froze his movements.

Eva slowly stood and turned as Brent's hand fell away from her leg. He looked at her with a mix of concern and a hint of desire. He wanted this she realized. He did it on purpose to test her. Elizabeth McCabe slowly rose up onto her elbows and released Brent's hair. She looked at him sternly as he slowly and gently withdrew from between her thighs. Eva waited to see what Ms. McCabe would say. Her mentor was silent however, this was Eva's task to handle.

Eva spoke again, a soft harsh whisper that pushed Brent back on his heels, "I asked if I gave you permission to touch me?"

"No."

"So you presume to think that you're allowed to do it because I was involved with the two of you."

Brent had no response and Eva looked at him. His head was slightly down but she could still see Elizabeth McCabe's juices slick on his face. His fingers were still wet as well but he made no movement to clean himself off. What a whore, she thought with a twinge of arousal. Her whore, her slut, Brent was hers now. Elizabeth McCabe had said so and she could do as she pleased with him. She glanced back at her mentor who had now smoothed her skirt back down over her thighs and was sitting on the edge of her desk again. Her mentor gave her a silent subtle nod and turned back to look at Brent.

"I think you need to learn to wait until you're told you can do something. I think you need to learn to respect my wishes now, not your former Master's commands. You listen to me now. I think you need to learn that you're my fucking whore now."

Eva contemplated her next move before saying, "Take off your tie and give it to me."

With a soft gasp of anticipation, Brent slid his hands over his tie and undid the knot. He pulled it slowly from his neck and handed it to Eva. In the process Eva noticed his still hard cock throbbing hard against his pants. She knew then what she needed to do.

to be continued...

Washington Series 2:2 - Eva's Discovery Continued

Ms. McCabe leaned over Brent. Smiling softly at him she ran her fingers through his hair. Her other hand tipped his chin up to her and she leaned closer to whisper in his ear. Eva watched, still dumbstruck, as Brent's mouth slowly curled into a smile.

Eva, confused by the entire situation, wrestled with her feelings. So many had passed over her in the time since she had entered the office of her mentor. Confusion followed by embarrassment, anger, jealousy, disappointment and betrayal. Her emotions were back to confusion for the moment - not at the relationship between Brent and Elizabeth McCabe, but confusion at the suggestion that she be involved somehow. Eva had never shared a man nor did she care to. If Brent was spoken for, she knew jealousy could never be kept at bay. She would always be wondering if he was with her, what they were doing, if she could ever be as good as her...

Brent broke into her thoughts. Still on his knees, he crawled over to her chair and knelt before her. "Eva," he pleaded, "please don't be angry with me. I can tell you're hurt. I never wanted to do that to you. What Ms. McCabe said was true. I do love you. I wouldn't have brought you in here today if I didn't love you. I want us to explore more together and this was the only way I knew how to tell you. I just wanted to show you how much I adore you by introducing you to this. I know you're probably mad that I never told you about this relationship, but it's not like ours. I do love her, I won't deny that, but it's not the forever love that I feel with you. You're the one I want to be with, Eva."

Eva sighed as she looked at her lover. He had poured his heart out to her and she knew deep down inside she felt the same. Eva glanced up at Elizabeth MCCabe, not knowing if what he had said hurt her. Her mentor smiled back at Eva and nodded her head. There was no disappointment in her face, no hurt, just a gentle look at both of them.

"Okay," Eva said after some time, "if this makes you happy, I'll bite." She leaned over and kissed him gently. A smile lit up his face. Squeezing her hands for a moment, he released them and crawled back over to Elizabeth McCabe.

She turned to him, but spoke to Eva, "You see Eva, it's possible to give and receive pleasure outside of a relationship. It doesn't change one's heart, it only satisfies the body. There's no reason for guilt or shame as long as it's clear who belongs to whom. Right now Brent still belong to me. I am willing to turn him over to you. That is, after I show you what you're meant to be."

She hesitated before continuing, "I have other lovers, Eva, they belong to me. The difference between me and others who have multiple partners is all of my lovers know about each other, each one knows who I'm with, there are no secrets. Occasionally we even get together as a group."

Brent flushed at the last statement. She chuckled, "Brent particularly enjoys those moments." Brent's cheeks grew more red.

"Though I think that's enough talking don't you think?" she said as she looked down at Brent. Eva looked at him too. She was strangely aroused listening to the soft voice speaking. She surprised herself by wanting to see what Ms. McCabe was going to do. Brent was visibly aroused as well. She could see his hard cock straining for release beneath his pants.

Elizabeth MCCabe bent down over Brent and once again ran her fingers through his hair, this time however, she grabbed the back of his hair and pulled it back sharply. Both Brent and Eva gasped. "Would you like that slut? Do you want to show Eva what we do together?"

"Oh yes, Master," Brent whispered, "please."

Eva watched as her mentor kissed Brent roughly and passionately. She wriggled in her chair as she watched the intensity of the scene. She felt a sudden rush of arousal move through her. She wanted to watch this, all other feelings were gone. No jealousy, no hurt, no embarrassment - all of it gone and replaced with the strong desire to watch them.

Eva was vaguely aware of anything until she heard Brent groan deeply. "Lick me," were the words spoken. "Make me cum. Show Eva what dirty fucking whore you are for me. Make me cum for her."

Brent moved then, kneeling lower, he ran his hands over Elizabeth McCabe's stilettos, caressing them before slipping his hands up to her ankles. His hands drifted up as she took a few steps back to lean against the desk. Brent's hands snaked their way up under her skirt, pulling it as he went, revealing the top of the black stockings she wore. Brent's lips found her skin, kissing along where the lace met flesh. Pushing her skirt up further, he groaned again as he revealed her already wet sex.

Eva involuntarily sucked in her breath when Brent revealed Elizabeth McCabe to her. Her cunt pulsed at the sight. Eva was so aroused now. She didn't know if she could watch much longer before having to touch herself.

Her mentor read her thoughts and spoke in a husky voice, "Do what ever you want Eva. Touch yourself if you need to. You may touch Brent as well, but not until I say it's okay. I want you to watch for awhile."

Eva nodded lustfully at her.

Brent's hands continued to massage and move around Ms. McCabe's thighs, such skilled and masculine hands. Eva could almost feel him against her flesh as she watched. Brent moved his mouth up to her clit and flicked his tongue over it and Eva gasped. His full concentration was on Elizabeth McCabe. Eva watched as he circled his tongue over her, watching how he licked her, fascinated seeing him do this to someone else. His tongue moved deftly over her skin, flicking and sucking at her clit before moving down to taste her juices. Ms. McCabe raised her leg and positioned her sharp stiletto on Brent shoulder eliciting a moan from him. Eva could see his straining cock throb at the contact.

Brent hands parted her thighs further, spreading her for him and Eva. His fingers slid along her slit, slipping into her dripping cunt. Elizabeth McCabe moaned than, "That's it slut, fuck me with your fingers, fuck me like it was your cock, make me cum all over your fingers, your face." Brent moaned again and began pushing his fingers into her, slipping them in and out of her wetness. Two fingers at first, then three. his mouth licked and sucked at her clit as his fingers thrust inside her harder and faster.

Eva could hardly control herself. The scene before her was too erotic. She slipped her hand down and pulled up her skirt, slipping her fingers in her panties. She was dripping wet and the touch of her hand on her clit caused her to groan. Her other hand slipped into her blouse and found her breast. She squeezed her already erect nipple and gasped again. She was so close to cumming. Her fingers skidded over her aroused clit as she continued to watch...

to be continued...

What Do You Want?

What do you want from me today, lover? I can see that you're already erect. I can see that you've been masturbating. Were you thinking of me? Perhaps it was the idea of us fucking. Or was it watching me with another girl? Maybe it was you with the other girl. Were you fucking her or were you down between her thighs licking her wet cunt? Your cock is so hard and swollen. I think maybe it was the combination of all of them.

What will you have me do then, lover? You're already naked on our bed. Should I join you or would you rather just watch? Maybe I should slide out of my clothes for you. Would you like that? Watch me then. Let your eyes follow my hands as I slide down the zipper on my jeans, slowly to tease you. My hands wrap around the waistband and I wriggle out of them. Is that better or do you want to see more? From the movements of your hand around your cock I suspect you'd like to see more. Watch me then as I undo each of the buttons on my shirt and open it for you. My lacy bra and panties do seem to excite you. Shall I remove them as well or would you rather do that?

I'll leave them on for the time being then.

What shall I do with you, lover? What do you want? You could have it a couple of ways. Perhaps you'd like my lips around your cock first. Would you like that? To have my soft breasts pressed against your thighs as my hand slowly strokes your cock. To feel my warm breath against your cock as I admire you. To feel my warm, wet tongue caress around the head of your cock as my hair gently brushes over your stomach and balls. Would you like that? Would you like to feel my mouth slowly engulf you. Feel the heat of my lips sliding down the length of your cock while my hand strokes you? Maybe you'd like my other hand to fondle your balls. Maybe roll them in my hand and gently tug and squeeze them. Would that make you throb in my mouth? What if I swirled my tongue around you while you were deep in my mouth? Would you like that? Maybe suck hard on you to draw out your pre-cum so I could taste it. Maybe I should move my hand down further, release your balls and slide it down to your ass. You'd be wet by then, wet from my saliva as I sucked on your cock. It wouldn't take much to massage your ass. I know you'd open your thighs for me. I know you'd want me to massage you until I could slide my finger inside. Does that make you groan? Does that make you hard?

That's what I'd want, lover. To make you hard. To make you groan my name. To make you weave your fingers through my hair as I sucked your cock and played with your ass. But would that be enough for you? Would you want to cum then? Would you want to cum in my mouth or on my face. Perhaps you'd like me to sit up so you could cum on my breasts. Would you like that? To see your cum dripping from my chin and down my breasts? Would that make you hard again and make you want to fuck me? Or would you rather I fucked you first and make you cum inside me instead?

Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to slide your hard, hot cock inside my dripping cunt? Would that make you want me more? Would that get you off? Would you want me to slide off my panties and toss them to the floor so you could see my naked cunt? I know you'd like that. I know you want to be inside me, to fuck me.

How would you want me? Should I tease you first and slide over you? Maybe I should rub my wet cunt against your cock and coat you with my juices first. You'd feel how wet I was for you. Would you be able to hold back? Or would need me to slide my dripping cunt down over your cock and take you like that. I could fuck you like that, my thighs straddled over you, riding you, taking your hands into mine and pushing them over your head. I could fuck you hard and force you to thrust your hips up into me. Would you want to cum like that?

Or would you rather fuck me from behind?

Would you like that? To push me to my knees and fuck me from behind? Would you fuck my cunt or would you fuck my ass? Maybe you'd fuck both. First, my cunt to wet your cock so that you could fuck my ass. Would you want that? To feel your hard pulsing cock push slowly into my tight ass? To feel the hot flesh parting around your cock, so tight, squeezing around you. Would you want to feel that? Would you want to grab onto my hips and thrust your cock deep inside my tight hole? Would you lean over and kiss me or would you stay and thrust hard? Would you fuck me hard enough to feel your balls slapping against my cunt? Maybe you'd fuck both my ass and my cunt then. Your cock hard and deep in my ass, your fingers pumping in and out of my cunt.

Could you hold out? Or would you have to cum? Would you fuck me long and hard or do you need the release now? Do you need to feel the pulsing trough your cock as your cum spurts deep inside my ass? Do you need to feel the rush of your orgasm as you fuck me? Or would you rather cum on me? Would you like to cover me with your cum? Perhaps shoot your hot spunk over my back? Or would you rather pull out so I could catch your cum on my tongue? Maybe you'd like to fuck me longer? Could you last like that? With your erect cock sliding in and out of my ass as I pushed back against you, needing you deeper and harder?

What is it that you want, lover?

Washington D.C. Series 1:4 - The Beginning

It wasn't a request she uttered to Brent, it was a demand. She needed him to fuck her on her terms and she wanted it now. It was empowering to be in charge of him, something she had never experienced before.

Brent groaned his response and pulled them both further back onto the bed. She was still on top of him, a position she wanted to maintain. Eva lifted herself up slightly and he slid his hand around his hard cock, positioning it under her dripping cunt.

"Make me cum," she whispered as she sunk slowly down on Brent's throbbing erection. Eva gasped at the intrusion. His size filled her completely, filling her ache completely. Brent moaned as the soft, hot, wet folds of her sex enveloped him.

"Make me cum all over your cock," Eva whispered again as his full length reached to her very core.

"Anything," Brent whispered back as he looked at her with lust filled eyes. His hand found her clit again and they began to rock to the rhythm of sex.

Eva lifted herself slowly up and down on his cock. Each stroke sent shivers up her spine. His fingers skidded over her and she could feel herself already close to climax. This too frightened Eva for a moment. Never had she come so easily for a man she hardly knew. Never had she been this aroused by love-making with a man. She was filled by such intense desire.

Eva began to move harder against his cock. Her hands pressed against Brent's chest, using him for leverage. His hips thrust up to meet her, fucking her as she ground down against him. They were lost to each other now. Each one fucking the other, each one needing to be fucked. Eva trembled as Brent's fingers moved faster over her clit. His other hand reached up to her breast. Deft fingers moved over her nipple, pinching it hard and causing her to gasp. She tightened her cunt around him, drawing him deeper into her. Each time Eva moved up, she squeezed around him, contracting around his hard cock. Each time she moved down, she could feel her slick juices covering Brent's cock more. She was so wet for him. Brent thrust up into her, needing her so much. Each movement she made drew him to her. He was hers. Eva leaned over and kissed Brent hard. Biting his lip she felt the heat growing inside her. She knew she couldn't hold back. She knew he had pushed her too far to come back.

"Brent," she cried, "I'm going to cum."

Brent groaned loudly, already feeling her body starting to convulse around him. He responded by pushing his cock deeper inside her, thrusting harder up into her and he felt her body begin to shudder. Her cunt tightened around his cock, beginning to pulse hard around his hard member. Brent felt a rush of hot wetness over his as Eva began to come. He groaned again as he watched the flush creep up her neck. Her nails dug into his chest as her body flooded with the heat of her orgasm. Eva cried out as it finally overtook her, clawing at Brent's chest as she came. His fingers moved over her, not wanting to stop, wanting more from her.

The pain of her nails digging into his chest and the flood of pulsing wetness around his cock were too great. Brent cried out, "Oh, Eva, fuck... I'm going to come, ohhhhh...."

Eva leaned over and bit his neck hard and she felt his body tense underneath her. She could feel his cock throbbing hard inside her, releasing spurt after spurt of hot cum deep inside her. His body convulsing under her as she continued to ride out her orgasm on top of him.

Breathless their mouths met again. A feeling had passed between them, something Eva was sure would be explored further. She wasn't clear exactly was it would be, but she though it would be exciting and new. As Brent rolled her over, his cock still hard inside her and starting to thrust slowly again, Eva knew it would change her life.

You, me and another girl - Part 3

*Contest Update*
I have received all of the entries and must admit I'm having a very difficult time choosing the winner. I promise to make the decision by the end of the week. In the meantime, here is Part Three of the survey winner: You, Me and Another Girl. ;) If you're just joining us now, go here to read Part One and Part Two.

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I moaned again as he began to move inside me, my cunt reacting immediately, pulsing around him. Closing my eyes briefly before looking up to her again, I relished the feelings. Coming closer, she leaned over and kissed me, her lips parting and her tongue sliding over mine. I heard him groan as he watched us, pausing for a moment, his hard cock throbbing inside me as he took in the view. She was naked, her beautiful body glistening in the candlelight. Her fingers slid over her clit, circling as her other hand wove through my hair. Our mouths connected, separating briefly so he could see our tongues dancing in each other's mouths.

Breaking our kiss, she turned to look at him, her lids heavy with desire. Leaning closer, she kissed him over me. My thighs tightened around him as his hips involuntarily began moving against me. Their bodies moved together, rocking gently as he began to fuck me again, one of his hands on my breast, one against the back of her neck. We stayed like that, three bodies writhing together, touching, moaning. Her hand moved quicker around her clit as I slid my hands up inside her thighs. Her juices ran down her leg covering my fingers in its slickness. Moving up higher, I found her warm wetness, so inviting. Gently, I slid my fingers around her, giving her the time to spread her thighs for me. Greedily, she spread herself wide as my fingers slid over and around her dripping cunt. With one soft movement, I slid two fingers inside her, feeling her body welcome me. Her gasp was reward enough and I started to slide them in and out of her cunt. Slowly at first, but increasing speed as her hips pushed down against me, fucking my hand as she kissed him.

Suddenly, I was lifted up off the sofa and I tightened my legs around his back. Carrying me, he pushed the coffee table out of the way and laid us down onto the plush carpet. As he placed us on the floor, his hard length pushed deeper inside me, deeper than he had been while we were on the sofa. I moaned again, my breath becoming more rapid. Reaching for her, I pulled her toward me, pulling her thighs to my face. She crawled over me, her hands by my breasts, her knees beside my head. Lowering her over me, I tasted her sweet juices dripping from her cunt. She was so clearly aroused. Lowering herself more, I could feel her smoothly shaved cunt grinding against my lips. With one hand, I parted her more, lapping at her wetness. The other hand reached around to find her clit, stroking it as she rode me. He moaned again and thrust hard. From the sound of them, I knew their mouths had met. I knew that their tongues parted their lips and they hungrily devoured each other.

A tingle of arousal ran through me as I envisioned what we looked like. Him, on his knees, his cock buried deep inside me. My thighs parted wide, my wet cunt engulfing him each time he thrust forward. Her over top of me, her thighs on either side of my head, my hands stroking her, my tongue licking her, my face smeared with her juices. And the two of them, their hands touching each other, the three of us connected. Each push and pull, each movement affecting all of us.

My tongue pushed deeper inside her and her legs trembled. Her hand pressed against my stomach, steadying her as she drew closer to her orgasm. I could hear him above me as I lapped at her begging for her to come for him, to come for us. Over and over, come for us, he wanted to see her come. Her moaning was rhythmic as she ground down against me, using me for her pleasure. His hips thrust to his words, wanting me to feel what he wanted to see. I felt his hand join mine over her clit, both of us rubbing and stroking her. Her body was lost to the sensations. She gasped time and time again, each movement, each lick, each stroke pushing her there. He spoke to her again, soft, desirous talk, telling her to come, telling her he wanted her, telling her he wanted to feel her juices pouring over his fingers, telling her he wanted to taste her on my lips. She moaned, her muscles stiffening, her hand reached back and grabbed my hair, her body arched and she cried out. I could hear him pushing her to come hard, to come all over my face. Her body convulsed as her cunt throbbed with her orgasm. Her juiced streamed from her as I drank her down. Her hips didn't stop, my tongue never stopped. "Please," she moaned and we didn't slow. Our hands moved together, intertwined as we pushed her there again. She whimpered softly, repeating it over and over, "please, yes, please, please" until we brought her over the edge a second time, making her orgasm more violent than the first. She cried out again, her body trembling, and shaking over me as I licked her and stroked her.

He groaned as she came, watching her beautiful body move and undulate over me. I could feel his thrusts get harder, his penis swelling inside me. He couldn't hold back much longer, his body taking all it could being inside me whilst watching her come. She pushed him back then, pushing him from me and grabbing my hand. Quickly crawling from me, her hand wrapped firmly around his cock, never slowing. Pulling me toward her, she grinned wickedly and I grinned back. He began to protest, whimpering softly at the loss of my cunt. Holding him down, my hand joined hers, both of us stroking his erect cock covered in my wetness. Leaning over him, we kissed each other deeply, her tasting herself on my lips. And he moaned, his cock throbbing in our hands. Breaking the kiss, we both lowered our lips to his erect cock, greedily licking at him. He groaned loudly and grabbed our hair. We slid our lips and tongue around him together, a blur of feelings as our hands continued to stroke. "I'm going to come," he cried as his hips bucked up to us. We never slowed, our mouths devouring him together as his cock began to thicken and pulse, his cum surging through him. My mouth was around the head of his cock as the first spurt of hot cum burst from him. It filled my mouth and I swallowed him down as the second spurt hit both of our lips. Stroking him and milking his cock with our hands, she and I kissed again, his cum smearing over our lips as he watched and writhed under us. Groaning again, I felt his cock pulse once more and felt the last of his cum pouring from his cock and over our hands...

You, me and another girl - Part 2

Before I begin, this is a reminder that the Win DLG in Her Panties contest is still going on. Entrants have until February 28th to seduce me and win a photo of me in just my panties. For more details on how to win, go here.

And without further ado, here is the continuation of the winning post...

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Her gaze never left me as I guided the car into the driveway. Her fingers felt for the seat belt release and she quickly opened the car door. Glancing up at the windows as I felt for my own seat belt, I could see light flickering behind the curtains and I smiled. Stepping out of the car, I looked over to her to find her looking up at the curtains as well.

"He's home I see," she said grinning wickedly at me. Walking to the back of the car, I pulled her bags from the trunk. Stepping closer she whispered softly, "It's certainly going to be an interesting night then. Just make sure I get a little alone time with you later on." With that, she winked at me and bounded off toward the door.

It opened before we made it up the driveway and I saw him standing there, looking quite sexy I might add. The foyer was dim and I could see the candlelight flickering from the living room. He went to great lengths for our evening together. Kissing him softly as I stepped inside, I murmured that I've missed him. He smiled back at me and deepened our kiss, but only for a moment. Taking the overnight bag from my hand, he sauntered off down the hall to the bedroom while I made my way into the living room after her.

She had already settled onto the sofa, the plush pillows surrounding her as she sank back into them. Softly lit by the candles, her hair looked like it was made of gold shimmering in the light. It danced in her eyes as well, eyes that were filled with lust. Her body language was quite clear as she settled back further into the lush fabric. It was only two steps to her side and I knelt on the sofa over her. Our mouths met again, uninhibited, unbridled in our passion. Her hands roamed, feeling me, taking what she couldn't get while we were in the car. Pulling me closer, our bodies touched, mine on top of hers, undulating softly, slowly. Passion surged and our kisses became more heated. A gasp, a groan, I needed her.

She startled suddenly and I pulled back, concerned. A look of disgust crossed her face and she reached into her purse beside the sofa. Looking at her cell phone, she shook her head. "I'm so sorry. I have to take this call. It might be a bit, I'm so sorry."

I knew about her work and her clients, It was a 24/7 type of job. "No worries," I whispered softly," We do have all night, you know."

She grinned back at me and sashayed off to the kitchen to take her call. Settling into the spot she just occupied, I glanced at the doorway. He was leaning there, one hand at his side, the other rubbing his cock through his jeans. He had been watching and waiting.

"Come here," I said huskily. He always had a way of bringing the lust out in me and knowing he had been watching us made me want him, right then and there. He wasted no time moving to my side. Kissing me greedily, he took the position I had just been in. His warm body pressed tight to me, his erect cock against me was evidence of his arousal. Our mouths connected in a hunger that only he and I shared. His hands knew my body well and he made little effort of removing my blouse. Soft warm hands glided over my breasts and a small groan escaped my lips. Between him and her, my body was screaming with cravings of carnal lust. His lips moved down my neck, licking and sucking at it. He sat back for a moment, quickly stripping off his shirt, and then leaned over me again. His lips found me as I arched up to him. Fingers deftly removed my lacy bra. Lights flashed behind my closed lids as his lips found my nipple. Hunger ached in his touch and I couldn't help but respond to it. His tongue swirled over my nipple, sucking at it, biting. His other hand massaged my breast as my hips sought him out. Every bite, every suck made my body pulse with arousal. I needed him.

My fingers found his belt and quickly discarded it. Unbuttoning his jeans, I slid the zipper down and was greeted by hot, hard flesh. Groaning at the feel of him, I delicately wrapped my fingers around his erect cock. He was so aroused. Stroking him slowly, I felt his body shudder for a moment. His mouth closed tighter around my nipple and I could tell he was as close as I was.

Releasing my breasts and moving down, his tongue traced circles over my stomach. Tracing around and around until he met my pants. Slipping the button out and sliding down the zipper, he gently tugged at them until they slid off. He looked at me then, a soft, loving look, sliding his hand over the wet silk still between my thighs. I was so aroused for him, for her. He tucked his fingers in my panties and slid them off, leaving me naked in front of him. Kneeling back down, I could feel his warm breath against me. "Yes," I moaned as his tongue met my flesh. His hot, wet tongue touched my skin, slowly moving across my clit. I gasped. Swirling over me again, his tongue caressed me, knowing how to arouse me, knowing how to make me cum. My hips moved in rhythm to his mouth, rolling with his caresses. Every stroke of his tongue brought me closer. My fingers clutched at his hair, at the pillows beside me. My body moaned at the sensations. Every lick, every suck heightened my pleasure, over and over against my clit. His fingers found me then, sliding through my wetness, pushing up into me, fucking me. My thighs were wide open, wanting him, needing him. He made me whimper then, pushing another finger inside. Stroking his fingers in and out, matching my hips. Pushing in every time I brought my hips up, thrusting inside me, filling me over and over. His tongue was merciless, licking, swirling. Every movement of his tongue bringing me closer, every thrust of his fingers heightening my pleasure. I groaned louder, gasping out his name. He pushed me closer and closer. God, I was going to cum.

I grabbed at his hair, my breathing ragged, gasping. His head pressed tighter against me, his tongue moving faster. There, yes. Muscles tensed and I pushed my hips up hard to meet him. My body cried out before my voice did. My orgasm rushing through me, convulsing against his face, his hand. My juices gushed over him, my cunt pulsed around him. I gasped for breath as the pleasure pulsed over and over. I needed more. I needed him inside me, I needed to feel his hard cock deep inside my cunt. I needed to be filled by him. I didn't need to say anything though. He knew. I looked down and watched as he quickly discarded his jeans, his hard cock throbbing between his thighs. Reaching out to him, I pulled him up the length of my body, my thighs parting around him. Arching up again, I felt his hard cock against my wetness, sliding against me, coating his cock in my juices. He reached down then, positioning himself over me, pressing his cock against my aching cunt.

Moaning as his cock began to slide inside me, I heard movement by my side. Turning to look, I saw her there... naked beside me, her hand between her thighs, stroking. She had been watching and wanting....