The Ghost of Paris Interlude Chapter 2: The Police Officer - Sex Stories

The Ghost of Paris Interlude Chapter 2: The Police Officer

... pleasured her, eager to taste all her depths. She moaned and gasped, writhing on my lips. “Oh, thank you, Goddess!” I could hear kissing and women moaning. I pictured Whitney leaning over, capturing Darleen's beautiful lips with hers, plunging her tongue deep into the Goddess's wonderful mouth. Their hands would find each other's small breasts, pinching nipples, squeezing pliant flesh. My balls frothed. “Yes!” moaned my Goddess. “I can feel it. Blast your lust into me! Baste me with your devotion! Let me drown in your love and worship!” Her hips rose and fell faster, her pussy squeezing about my cock. I couldn't last, not drowning in Whitney's pussy and my Goddess's young cunt tight about my cock. I shoved my tongue deep into Whitney as my balls tightened, and then my entire body tensed as I erupted into my Goddess. I grunted and moaned my satisfaction into Whitney. My cock stayed hard; Darleen kept riding me. Her pussy felt like magic around me, keeping the life hard inside my shaft. Her gasps grew louder and higher. “Such wonderful praise!” she gasped. “Your love sloshes around inside me! Oh, yes!” She gave a low shriek, and her pussy contracting about me like velvet fingers, massaging me, trying to coax another load of cum out of my balls. I wish I could give her one; my balls were drained. The happiest days lie before you Love shall finally pierce your heart. She will be by your side till the end of your days. Her words rang through me. I was the only person in the room ...

... my Goddess was addressing. Her hips stopped falling, and I could hear more sucking. “Oh, yes!” Whitney moaned. “Thank you for pleasuring my nipples!” Whitney's gasps grew; her hips writhed faster. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she screamed and then her wonderful juices flooded my lips, sweet and thick, and I drank them all down. Whitney gave one last shudder, then slipped off my face to lie on her back next to me, breasts heaving, a smile beaming on her face. Our eyes met, and she smiled at me, reaching out to take my hand. I squeezed her fingers. “Your reward is not finished,” Darleen purred, rising off my still hard cock. “Marrissa, Rhonda-May, attend to the officer.” “Yes, Goddess!” the two twins chimed. They dropped to their knees on either side of me, grinning like a pair of mischievous cats, then licked up my shaft together, small, pink tongues meeting at the apex of my cock, and their lips melted together. “Holy shit,” I whispered, not believing that I was watching a pair of actual twin sisters kiss. “Hot, right?” Rhonda-May asked, her auburn hair loose and streaked with blonde highlights. “We only recently discovered how much fun we can have together.” “Uh-huh,” nodded Marissa. “Last night our parents had no idea how much fun we were having in our bedroom. I came so many times. It's all the Ghost's fault.” “On your knees,” Darleen ordered Whitney. Whitney obeyed. Darleen stroked her pussy, working two fingers inside her. Whitney moaned her appreciation. I smiled, ...