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I am mesmerized by the scene and can’t bring myself to leave them to their own devices. Instead I am rooted on the spot, unnoticed by both of them, listening to Denise’s luxurious moans, watching her companion’s dick stiffen more and more as he pleasures her with his mouth. Denise leans farther back, her head rolling back, and I can finally see her face, eyes closed, ruby lips parted, and the tops of her creamy breasts.
I watch her bite her lip, her body tensing, and she opens her eyes and looks right at me. My stomach knots up, the tension between my legs heightening, still unable to move, entranced by her sensuous gaze, inviting me. And then Carter stands up slowly, watching me. There is silence, and I have no idea what to do.
As though compelled by an invisible force, I step towards them, into the kitchen, feeling the air warm up noticeably and unexpectedly. Denise reaches out and takes my hand, pulling me closer to the table. I stare longingly at her beautiful body, silky skin and hourglass shape, see drops of her pink nether lips glisten between her toned thighs. Carter watches me hungrily, idle. I’m still somewhat in shock by this sudden opportunity– not just to spread apart my gorgeous roommate on our kitchen table, but to be able to feel Carter’s smooth, sexy chocolate skin and every inch of his raging hard-on.
I nod.
Denise smiles, turning her body to me and edging closer on the table. I stretch out a hand tentatively and cradle the back of her head, as she covers my mouth with hers. The smoothness of her lips startles me. She feels, tastes different from Naomi, and with her there is no hesitation as her tongue slips between my lips, soft in my mouth, rubbing softly against mine, her hands stroking up to the sides of my breasts. Carter comes up behind me, his erection pressing against my lower back, sliding his hands over my hips and the slope of my ass, pushing aside the hair from my nape and trailing his full lips over my collarbone and neck. I shudder with delight, each of their touches distinctive, both sensations completely different.
Carter lifts up the hem of my shirt, bringing it up slowly over my head, my small breasts now completely bare. I lock eyes with Denise, her soft fingertips tracing the outlines of my hardened, pink nipples, and she keeps her gaze on me, lowering her mouth to my breasts. I feel Carter unbuttoning my jeans, unzipping slowly, his large hands bringing down my pants over my long legs.
I feel the hot imprint of Carter’s bare cock as he presses me against him, and Denise edges closer to the end of the table, her legs spread, her mouth still on my breasts. Her hands slips up the insides of my thighs, watching me, her hot breath on my nipples, as the anticipation twists my solar plexus, my breath catching. My eyes on hers, she slips her fingers lightly between my legs, feeling my wet desire for her, caressing my clit slowly, evoking my soft moans.
My body is sandwiched between their naked bodies, soft and hard at the same time, Carter’s mouth on my neck, his dark hands contrasting beautifully with Denise’s soft alabaster thighs as he spreads them further apart. Her moisture is visible, entrancing, making me even more curious as to how she’d taste and feel. Tentatively, I reach out and touch her round breasts, cupping my hands around the sides of them, lightly brushing my thumbs over her nipples. I’m a neophyte, not knowing what she’ll want me to do, touching her the same gentle way she is caressing me, and the more her fingers slide over my clit, the more brazen I feel, wanting to make her feel as good as I do now. She smiles encouragingly, and Carter squeezes one my breasts lightly, pinching my nipples between his fingertips. I can feel his other arm behind me, rubbing his cock over the soft skin of my ass.
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