Page 33 of Pleading Innocence

“Fuck yes,” Anthony said, going in for the first kiss, and I leaned into her neck.

We all soon lost our self-control as our kisses became frantic, heated, desperate. I pulled my lips away from her soft, sweet skin.

“Wait, before we go any further,” I said, feeling my cock tighten to the point of no return. I stroked it from the outside of my pants to get it to relax long enough for me to speak. “We’ll need a safe word.”

She turned to look at me, lids lowered in ecstasy. “Hm?” she asked.

“A safe word. If things do progress to that point where we’re both penetrating you, you’ll need a safe word to let us know when to stop if it ever starts feeling uncomfortable or unbearable,” I said. “We’ll all need one. One that will snap us out of the moment.”

“I know what mine is,” Anthony said, quite amused with himself.

“What’s that?” Tiff and I asked, in unison.

“Commitment,” he said.

We laughed. “Clever.” I pointed at him.

“Eh?” he laughed, wiggling his brows at Tiffany, who gave him a soft tap against the shoulder.

After deciding on our safe words, I had one more thing to say. “There is a disclaimer before we jump into this. Neither Anthony nor I have done this before,” I started, and she turned to look at Anthony in shock, her mouth falling open.

“I know, right?” I said in agreement with her expression, grinning at her and Anthony.

“All right, all right,” he said with a roll of his eyes. “But does that change anything for you?” Anthony asked. “Knowing we know just about as much as you do.”

She smiled and began to pull her top from her pants and over her head. I sighed at the sight of her peachy-nude sheer bra. Her red nipples were staring back at us, and I swore. That made her smile grow even wider as she looked at the both of us. “No, it excites me. We’re all discovering this together. I think that’s hot,” she said, stroking both our backs and moving to unhook her own bra. I stilled her hand.

“Wait. Let me. I wanted to lick the wine from your skin, remember?” I said, pulling one strap down and letting one breast fall free before placing my hand on her stomach and pulling her closer to me. I dipped my head to taste her supple nipples, nipples that I’d been craving all week, and boy did I indulge.

Her moans made her taste even sweeter, and as her breast popped out of my mouth, I rushed to grab it, squeeze it, and hold it against my tongue. “Your breasts, your taste, your face,” I said, looking up into her eyes before taking her lips with mine. “They’ve been haunting my dreams all week,” I groaned, unhooking her bra and moving off the bed to stand before her.

Anthony’s presence became blurry. It was almost as if he wasn’t in the room. She was my only focus. As soon as my lips touched her skin, as soon as she confirmed that this was what she wanted, the rest of my brain shut off. Only the part responsible for pleasure, for satisfying her, took over, sending my heartbeat racing as fast as it did when I was pushing past my limits in the gym. Leaning over her, I kissed her chest. She panted in my ear while I unbuttoned her pants.

As I pulled them over her hips along with her underwear, I dragged my lips over the curves of her breasts, placing kisses further down her body. Her naturally toned stomach quivered as my lips brushed up against her navel, moving toward her pelvis. I groaned as she thrust her hands in my hair, trying to hold me in place when I got to her warm folds. I didn’t need further encouragement as I pulled the pants from her ankles, tossing them behind me, sinking my face right where she wanted me. Right where I wanted to be.

I licked her. Once, twice, before kissing her pussy lips and licking my way up to her waist for a hint of the wine from earlier. I groaned louder, grabbing her hips and moving her further up on the bed before jumping off to start pulling at my clothes. She wasn’t alone for long. As soon as I eased up to start pulling my shirt off, taking care not to wrinkle it, Anthony moved in. He was already naked, and she was ready, taking his face into her hands as he moved toward her from her left, sliding in for a kiss before rounding her side and mounting her.

Closing my eyes, I listened to her moans as he kissed her, as he touched her. And I was going out of my mind with hunger. Stripped down to nothing but my gray boxers, my erection was hard as a rock, poking out of the pouch in the front. The bag of goodies I bought was on the second armchair in the room. In it was an anal plug with a wide bottom so that it wouldn’t get sucked into her ass, water-based lubed so that we could wear condoms without worrying about them ripping, and two dark towels. Anthony was already fucking her pussy by the time I got to the bed.

According to the woman at the sex store I bought the lube and plug from, it was good to make sure that her vagina was well and truly pleasured before entering her backdoor, much less entering her pussy at the same time. So I wasn’t mad at all that he got in there before me. The tip of my cock was aching from the sound of his dick slapping against her pussy and her murmurs and pleas for him to continue. Her panting and near screams of pleasure had me salivating.

She was shaking against him, her legs spread out before him, when I came up to the bed. Her eyes were closed, and she licked her lips as the tremors passed through her body. When she opened her eyes and turned to look at me, they were glazed over with passion and satisfaction.

“What’s that?” she asked, and her voice dragged with such sensuality, her words almost sounded like moans.

“Wanna find out?” I asked, smiling at her.

A smile quickly kicked up on the side of her lips as she got to her knees and crawled her way toward me. I held her around the waist and pulled her forward, kissing her in the midst of pulling my boxers down.

She kissed my cheek and my ear, lowering her hand to stroke me as I let go of her briefly to spread the towel out on the bed.

“Mmm,” I groaned, picking up the anal plug and waving it in her face. “This should get your ass warmed up while we fuck your pussy,” I said between pants as she pulled on my throbbing cock.

Her eyes were like glass as she asked, “Are you going to put that in my ass?”

“I don’t know, do you want me to?” I gritted out, pulling her hand off my length and wrapping her arms around my neck.

She nodded, smiling, and I bit her bottom lip.

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