his balls in her
hand, rolling them gently as she sucked him, drawing his attention back to what
she was doing. He looked down at her and moaned, shaking his head.
“And you’re so fucking gorgeous,
it hurts.” His hips thrust up all on their own, aiming for the back of her
throat.
Doc chuckled, glancing over at
his friend. “How lucky are we?”
“I think we won the sex lottery,”
Wilson exclaimed, watching his friend’s wife swallow the length of his cock.
Carrie smiled, looking up at
Daphne, and she nodded, understanding her look, seeing how her friend’s hand
clasped Wilson’s, bridging the distance between them.
“Come here, Daph.” Carrie took
his tattooed cock out of her mouth. “Come fuck him.”
The redhead leaned over and
kissed Doc, nice and slow, before sliding up his length and coming to straddle
Wilson. He took charge easily, guiding her hips, letting Carrie aim his cock
between her swollen pussy lips. Carrie glanced over at Doc, seeing him smiling.
Daphne cried out when he entered
her, even though she’d been expecting it. Carrie watched her settle into the
saddle of Wilson’s hips, her friend’s fiery pubic hair a contrast to Wilson’s
dark nest. They were completely joined, whole, even their hands entwined, palm
to palm, as they began to rock, their hips moving all on their own.
“Come here, minx.” Doc slapped
Carrie’s behind, sticking up in the air as she leaned over to watch Wilson fuck
her friend. “I want my wife.”
“You always had me.” She went to
him, climbing up and sliding down his pole, already slick with Daphne’s pussy
juices, making it all the more sweet.
“Mmmmmm, now that’s my girl.” Doc
settled his thumbs into the indents of her hipbones, looking up at her and
smiling. Beside them, Daphne and Wilson were already rocking the bed, their
breath coming in short, harsh pants.
“Nice and easy.” Carrie rolled
her hips in circles.
“Look.” Doc glanced over, seeing
Daphne riding Wilson, her hips making the same motion. They were sexy as hell,
Carrie had to admit, the two of them grinding and moaning and clinging to each
other, but there was something else, and she knew Doc felt it too. They’d
brought the two of them here for Christmas, intending to give each other a
gift, and instead had somehow given their friends a gift instead.
“I know.” Carrie smiled, leaning
over to kiss her husband. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He kissed her
back. “Now fuck me until I come up inside your hot little cunt so hard you can
taste it.”
Carrie moaned, his tongue sucking
at hers as he began to thrust, driving her up on the bed. He fucked her hard,
so hard it almost hurt, but she didn’t care. Carrie gasped when Doc rolled her
to her back and she saw that the couple beside them had changed position,
Wilson shoving his cock in hard and deep.
“Fuck me,” Daphne begged, her
fingers digging into his shoulders, her legs wrapped around his waist. “Do it!
Oh fuck! Fuck me hard! Ohhhh!”
Carrie knew the sweet sound of
her friend’s impending orgasm, feeling her own beginning to rise. She glanced
up at Wilson, his eyes half-closed, sweat sheening the tattoos on his chest,
his dark hair falling like a curtain, and then she looked at Doc, his eyes on
her and her alone.
“Come on, baby,” Carrie urged,
reaching down to feel his cock going into her, needing to touch that place
where they were joined. “Make me come all over that big, hard dick.”
Doc took the challenge, spreading
her thighs wider with his, the friction building between them, the heat
unbearable. She rubbed the ridge of her clit, back and forth, circling,
teasing, wanting it and not, loving that feeling of hovering just at the edge.
“Ohhhhh fuck, Daphne, your pussy
is so fucking good!” Wilson cried, the whole mattress shaking with his thrusts.
“Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhh!”
Carrie reached for Doc, pulling
her to him, taking all of his weight, wrapping herself around him and
hand, rolling them gently as she sucked him, drawing his attention back to what
she was doing. He looked down at her and moaned, shaking his head.
“And you’re so fucking gorgeous,
it hurts.” His hips thrust up all on their own, aiming for the back of her
throat.
Doc chuckled, glancing over at
his friend. “How lucky are we?”
“I think we won the sex lottery,”
Wilson exclaimed, watching his friend’s wife swallow the length of his cock.
Carrie smiled, looking up at
Daphne, and she nodded, understanding her look, seeing how her friend’s hand
clasped Wilson’s, bridging the distance between them.
“Come here, Daph.” Carrie took
his tattooed cock out of her mouth. “Come fuck him.”
The redhead leaned over and
kissed Doc, nice and slow, before sliding up his length and coming to straddle
Wilson. He took charge easily, guiding her hips, letting Carrie aim his cock
between her swollen pussy lips. Carrie glanced over at Doc, seeing him smiling.
Daphne cried out when he entered
her, even though she’d been expecting it. Carrie watched her settle into the
saddle of Wilson’s hips, her friend’s fiery pubic hair a contrast to Wilson’s
dark nest. They were completely joined, whole, even their hands entwined, palm
to palm, as they began to rock, their hips moving all on their own.
“Come here, minx.” Doc slapped
Carrie’s behind, sticking up in the air as she leaned over to watch Wilson fuck
her friend. “I want my wife.”
“You always had me.” She went to
him, climbing up and sliding down his pole, already slick with Daphne’s pussy
juices, making it all the more sweet.
“Mmmmmm, now that’s my girl.” Doc
settled his thumbs into the indents of her hipbones, looking up at her and
smiling. Beside them, Daphne and Wilson were already rocking the bed, their
breath coming in short, harsh pants.
“Nice and easy.” Carrie rolled
her hips in circles.
“Look.” Doc glanced over, seeing
Daphne riding Wilson, her hips making the same motion. They were sexy as hell,
Carrie had to admit, the two of them grinding and moaning and clinging to each
other, but there was something else, and she knew Doc felt it too. They’d
brought the two of them here for Christmas, intending to give each other a
gift, and instead had somehow given their friends a gift instead.
“I know.” Carrie smiled, leaning
over to kiss her husband. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He kissed her
back. “Now fuck me until I come up inside your hot little cunt so hard you can
taste it.”
Carrie moaned, his tongue sucking
at hers as he began to thrust, driving her up on the bed. He fucked her hard,
so hard it almost hurt, but she didn’t care. Carrie gasped when Doc rolled her
to her back and she saw that the couple beside them had changed position,
Wilson shoving his cock in hard and deep.
“Fuck me,” Daphne begged, her
fingers digging into his shoulders, her legs wrapped around his waist. “Do it!
Oh fuck! Fuck me hard! Ohhhh!”
Carrie knew the sweet sound of
her friend’s impending orgasm, feeling her own beginning to rise. She glanced
up at Wilson, his eyes half-closed, sweat sheening the tattoos on his chest,
his dark hair falling like a curtain, and then she looked at Doc, his eyes on
her and her alone.
“Come on, baby,” Carrie urged,
reaching down to feel his cock going into her, needing to touch that place
where they were joined. “Make me come all over that big, hard dick.”
Doc took the challenge, spreading
her thighs wider with his, the friction building between them, the heat
unbearable. She rubbed the ridge of her clit, back and forth, circling,
teasing, wanting it and not, loving that feeling of hovering just at the edge.
“Ohhhhh fuck, Daphne, your pussy
is so fucking good!” Wilson cried, the whole mattress shaking with his thrusts.
“Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhh!”
Carrie reached for Doc, pulling
her to him, taking all of his weight, wrapping herself around him and
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