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Desiree’s groans came quicker, and he increased the speed of his tongue, while finger-banging her. Once she climaxed, he’d focus on getting off Sherrie and himself. Her pussy sucked at his hand, and he forced in a third finger, stretching her out. Her cries indicated her completion. He continued to lick at her until she lifted off and fell on the pillows next to them. She leaned over, kissing him and removing her juices from his lips before settling exhausted on the bed.
Sherrie smiled down at him. While he liked the view of her above, he needed to move, to pound into her and to gain control. “Hold on,” he warned, grabbing her hips and flipping her to the other side. Thank the hotel gods for California king-size beds.
They bounced on the white sheets.
“And we’re good,” she teased, holding her arms up in a “score” signal. “No slipping cock, no foul.”
“You think that’s funny, do you?” he asked, accenting each word with a pump of his hips. He grabbed her ankles and brought them up higher, over his shoulders, lifting her ass up off the covers.
The plough driving began—plunging into her wet pussy, he rubbed her clit in unison. They grunted from the exertion and, faster than fast, she was coming, screaming his name—sweet music.
“Oh yes, that’s it,” she said, clutching at his arms.
He released her ankles, bringing them down slowly, but continuing his own thrusts. On the verge of coming, it was time to finish up. Bodies pressed together, they moved in unison, the sweat from their union making it even slicker. The sound of skin on skin filled the room, while the smells of their escapades highlighted how much they’d gone at it.
“Your turn now, Nate,” she coaxed. She dragged her fingernails up his back, no doubt leaving marks. “Come for me. Let me see how much you want me.”
Her hair splayed out over the pillow, a golden halo. The world drifted away, and the focus went back to him and her, and this moment together. The hairs on his arms stood to attention and his balls tightened. This time, there weren’t any expectations holding him back. He couldn’t stop himself from coming again, even if he wanted. His cock throbbed, shooting out jettisons of come, as he pumped inside her. She lifted her hips, increasing the angle so he pushed in even deeper. A tingling massaged his scalp.
For a moment, he lay still, relishing the feel of her body beneath him and the sense of contentment—being sexually satisfied. Sherrie blinked her eyes, the blue iridescent in the low lighting. Her lips were swollen from their activities, giving her an ultra-sensual pout. She was gorgeous in her post-fuck stupor.
“How come we never did that before?” she asked.
With a groan, he pulled out, discarding the condom in the trash next to the bed, before lying back between them. “Maybe it was so good because we never did it before.”
He stifled a yawn.
“You don’t have to hide it,” Des said, snuggling closer. “You deserve to be tired. You earned the right.”
Totally wiped out, they lay entwined—legs over legs and one arm over his stomach. Blonde hair covered his shoulders. Nate sighed. It didn’t matter what happened during the meeting the next day, the trip already was a total success.
He listened to the soft sounds of their breathing, and sleep overtook him.
* * * * *
He woke to sun streaming in from the open curtains, warming the bed, and a pair of lacy underwear left on the pillow with a note. He vaguely remembered someone brushing her lips against his, but it felt more like a dream.
Off to the baby shower. Thanks for the good time. Good luck on the appointment.
Desiree <3 Sherrie.
A pang of lust hit his gut and his cock. He would have liked to wake to their naked bodies, ready for an early morning bout. Nate kicked off the covers, stretching out his sore muscles. The tops of his thighs burned from the previous night’s activities. He shook his head thinking about the blonde duo who’d given him more than one ride. He shouldn’t be greedy. He should be thankful he didn’t need to say any awkward goodbyes. Then he noticed the P.S.
If you want another round this weekend, give us a call.
He just might do that.
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