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Denise’s lips meet mine again, her fingers stroking, probing, knowing just what feels best, communicating with her only via moans. Her free hand places my open palm on her thigh, covering my hand with hers, sliding it up from her knee, slowly, until I can feel the heat of her core over my skin. She goes no further, bidding me to continue on my own. I can’t help but reach closer, my fingertips turned to her body, and for the first time touch the silky opening of a woman. I hear Denise purr low in her throat, the sound echoing in my own.
Carter grasps my waist, pulling me beside Denise on the table, standing in front of us. I turn my head, at eye level with my roommate, and I start kissing her soft lips again, still overwhelmed by the tender, sweet and sensuous way we are touching each other, our hands still between busy experimenting, seeking. Denise’s other hand grasps firmly onto Carter’s massive erection, rubbing her hand up and down on him, squeezing, making a few drops of his precum visible. I don’t try to fight the urge to feel his thickness, so I reach out too, my hand covering his head, stroking, with Denise’s hand beneath mine on Carter’s shaft. His flesh is hot, throbbing, and I grip him like I mean it, and he groans, his hands squeezing each of our inner thighs. Denise’s lips brush my neck, my throat, working down to my breasts again.
She gently lays me down on the table, coming up on her knees and placing one of her legs between mine, lowering herself so that I can feel the inferno that is her sex burning into my thigh, her tongue encircling my nipples again, her fingers starting to slide in and out of me, caressing my clit with the pad of her thumb at the same time. Over Denise’s shoulder, I see Carter stroking his cock and stepping closer to Denise’s ass, which is upraised in midair– undoubtedly a stunning sight.
She slides off the table, off me, leaving only the trace of her wetness on my thigh, looping her arms around my thighs and dragging me just a bit closer to the edge of the table. She bends her body over at the waist, leaving her ass to Carter to savor as he pleases. She looks up at me, her thick black lashes framing the playful look in her eyes as she lowers her head down between my legs. The first stroke of her tongue, as she makes contact with my throbbing clit, sends an uncontrollable tremor through my body, my eyes fluttering shut.
Carter and I have the best seats in the house– I watch Denise as her tongue slides inside me, her fingers stroking my clit, rubbing gently in circles, while Carter pushes his thick cock inside of Denise from behind, gripping her hips tightly. I catch Carter’s eye, sharing a long, lusty look until I peek back at Denise while she has her way with me, slipping two of her fingers inside of me again and again, her lips taking my clit captive, licking and sucking on it, still gentle as can be.
I alternately run my fingers through her hair and rub my own breasts, pinching the nipples. Carter moves faster, plunging the length of himself deeper into Denise, his hips slapping against her ass. The vibrations on my wet slit from Denise’s continuous moans are rapidly mounting my pleasure. My breathing quickens, my heart thumping against my rib cage, Denise’s mouth speed increasing, in sync with Carter’s.
The connectedness of our mutual pleasure overcomes me. I feel the fire spreading throughout my loins, unable to control my moans. I cry out, my body tensing before I lose control and explode, dissolving into small spasms, watching Denise lapping up my juices. Her lips curl into a smile, until she starts moaning anew with Carter thrusting harder, making that nice slapping sound I love. Attempting to recover slightly from the most powerful orgasm of my life, I know I want nothing more than to return the favor.
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