Page 16 of Choosing Hope
I punctuated Carlo’s question with a positive groan.
Overwhelmed, I had to glance away and lift my chin up to the darkening sky.
The thought of my fingers on her chest while Carlo jerked me off was thrilling.
My friend’s pace increased on my dick, and I gritted my back teeth, needing to keep control.
“I’m going to take you into my mouth.” Carlo told me.
My attention slipped back to her, eager to see her reaction to such an announcement. Her gaze shot up to my face and she flushed to see my full focus fixed on her.
“Touch yourself,” I groaned. “Show me how you get yourself off when you’re thinking of us.”
Carlo turned to her with a grin and bobbed his head, as if giving her permission to follow my instructions.
Her hand twitched to comply, but she hesitated.
“Don’t you like girls, too?” she asked Carlo.
He chuckled darkly.
“I like you” was the only response he offered.
She settled back on the sun-lounger, and dusted her fingers lightly over her bikini bottoms. I had to plant my feet firmly, to stop myself taking another step toward her, and help her out with the challenge I’d set.
Every breath mesmerized me until Carlo’s hand was on my hip.
“Turn to me,” he said gently. I revolved my body, familiar with following Carlo’s instructions, but my eyes never left the beauty before me. Her profile view of Carlo’s open mouth inches from the end of my cock captivated her attention. His tongue flicked out, licking my crown.
She gasped.
“Can you imagine how wet she’d be?” he teased me.
“Ah,” I moaned.
Since last summer, experiencing Carlo’s mouth around me has become a regular event. I never tired of it. I longed to reciprocate but had never quite summoned the courage.
As his lips parted wider, I slipped my dick along his tongue and felt the vibration of his responding hum right up my spine.
He treated me as if I were the most delicious delicacy he’d ever tasted. As his mouth withdrew, Carlo asked, “Is she hot enough for you?”
“Shut up!” I hissed, fisting my friend’s black hair and driving my cock into his greedy mouth.
Chess lifted one hand to her soft breast, and the other swept the fabric of her panties to one side as she forced her finger inside the gap, into the folds of glistening soft skin. My attention locked on her pussy.
“She’s so pink. So wet,” I panted; the noise of her arousal filled the surrounding air. Seconds later, a loud growl escaped my throat, and moments later I became still.
The frantic movement of my chest showed my exhilaration; my head felt light, but our evening wasn’t over yet.
“Will you let him lick you?” I asked her; eager to give back to my friend.
“It’s his fantasy to taste us both at the same time.”
The thought of Carlo touching her so intimately was enough to detonate her release.
“Ah, yes,” she replied, throwing her head back, an urgent need of more air.
Her loud moan accompanied by a sexy as fuck shudder almost made me come again.
