Page 34 of Pleading Innocence

“Get on your knees and arch your back,” I bit out as my cock rubbed between her thighs.

“Yes, sir,” she said with a wicked tease of a smile, before turning so that her ass could face me. Her round mounds and swollen pink lips were splayed before me like dessert on a platter. Anthony was sitting on the bed before her, and as he started to kiss her other lips, I partook in the most delicious dessert before me. I feasted on her pussy from behind, stroking her clit at the same time. The pitch of her moans told me when she was close to cumming, and right when I felt like she was on the verge, I took my mouth off her. She groaned, whimpering, begging me to keep going.

“Oh, I will, don’t you worry,” I said, kissing her ass. “But first…” I picked up the lube. “This is going to feel a little cold at first.”

I squirted some on her tight pink anus and her ass jiggled a little bit. “Fuck,” I muttered, biting down softly on her ass cheek. “Do you still want me to continue?”

Her response was a begging sob and a frantic nod. I grinned, applying lube to the butt plug before I started rubbing her clit again. “Yes, yes.” She rocked on my finger and moaned out loud as I began to penetrate her ass with the plug.

“Oh…my…goodness,” she moaned, long and slow.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Amazing,” she said, pushing her ass back and using one hand to squeeze her own breast, pinching her nipple in desperation. Anthony understood what she was asking for, reaching underneath her chest to trace his hand up her abdomen before gripping and squeezing her breasts until she started to shake. I didn’t waste time because I didn’t want her to come down off her high before slipping the rest of it in.

Her hole audibly sucked on it with finality as it stayed firm on her asshole. It wasn’t going anywhere, and as the width of it pushed into her, she shook even harder, gripping the bed sheets so hard I thought she was going to rip them. She collapsed into Anthony’s arms gasping against his chest as her hips started to hump the air.

“Oh, fuck,” Anthony groaned, and I watched her ass vibrate to my delight.

“Please, please, please, please, Mario,” she murmured, and my eyes widened in shock.

“You want more?” I asked, in confusion. I was waiting for her orgasm to wade before asking her if she was ready for me. But she wanted me now, as she was cumming.

“Yes, please!” Her tone was demanding, pleading. “Put it in,” she said.

My heart and cock swelled up making me feel like I was about to burst with an indescribable sense of joy as I got onto the bed, on my knees, and inserted myself into her warm, slick folds. My eyes rolled over in my head and my entire body felt far too sensitive to the touch as I sank deeper into her as she accepted me.

“Oh my goodness,” I said, bent over her, holding her tight around the waist as I licked her spine like icing off the top of a cake. Groaning, I kissed her back and began thrusting.

“Yes!” she said, sobbing. “You feel so good.”

The agony of the pleasure I was holding back so that I wouldn’t explode had me hissing, had my face tensing as I felt the thin layer of flesh around her hole move along the ridges of my cock. I threw my head back. “Oh, shit.”

She made that loud gasping sound that was reminiscent of wailing before she went completely silent. When I looked down at her, her face was red and her eyes were rolling over as if she was possessed by something. Anthony whispered, “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she said, so quickly I almost missed it. She held her body still as if she was afraid to move, afraid to break the intensity that was about to hit. Then her mouth widened along with her eyes before she spoke again. “Oh, yessssssssss!” she cried—with literal tears—before grabbing Anthony and kissing the fuck out of his lips.

Fuck, I was grateful she came before I did, and I pulled myself from her like her pussy just caught on fire. Falling back into the bed with my cock pointing up at the ceiling, I was breathing like I just ran several miles, sweating from the heat of our passion. She also fell on her back not too long after, catching her breath, moving her fingers along my hips.

“That …was…incredible!” she said.

“It was amazing to watch,” Anthony said.

She turned to smile at him. “I can see that.” He was dripping precum, and somehow, I didn’t turn away in disgust looking at my best friend’s dick, like really looking at it. I mean, of course I’d seen it when he fucked her, but I’d never really looked at it until now, and that fucker was dripping, for sure. But my body was far too high off that near release to think about anything else other than trying to calm my racing heart. Seeing him like that filled me with nothing but understanding because, fuck, that felt so fucking good. The way her pussy tightened around my cock was delicious. I couldn’t wait to dip into her again. And it seemed she couldn’t wait either.

She leaned over and sucked him off. I could hear the suction as his dick plopped from her rounded mouth. “Shit,” Anthony said, reaching forward for her mouth and kissing the fuck out of it.

She licked her lips, biting on the bottom one before looking at the both of us. “I’m ready,” she said.

Ah, shit. I tried to stop myself from jumping up in excitement. “Don’t you want to rest first?” I asked.

“Do you need to rest first?” she asked, looking at Anthony and me.

Anthony grinned. “No, I’m ready to go.”

“Good,” she smiled.

All of tonight felt like I was just one second away from a massive explosion. I knew I’d just fucked her, but damn, that pussy was so sweet, I wanted to feel it around me again.

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