Sleight of Hand - Sex Stories

Sleight of Hand

... the two who were fucking on full display. Tristan recognized this and immediately tried to salvage the situation. “Hey, hey it’s all right. I... I just hope, you know, you don’t mind.” The two men looked at one another, trying to read the other’s mind. Brandon’s erection was clearly visible in his pants, even across the studio space, and it didn’t take long for Tristan to pick up on it. With his cock still buried into Jenna’s pussy, he motioned with his head for Brandon to join them. “You know, she has a mouth too…” He swallowed a big lump in his throat and walked across the empty floor. Jenna was trying to consider what Tristan had just implied but before she could protest he retook hold of her hips and resumed sliding himself in and out. “I bet that mouth of yours feels awfully empty,” he said, continuing to fuck, “I bet our pal here could solve that problem. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She wasn’t sure how she felt about sucking off her friend, especially like this, but Tristan’s cock felt far too good to allow her to say no to anything. An orgasm was building inside her and progressively taking over body and mind. Instead, she just moaned a garbled string of sounds which indicated her approval. Brandon came around the stocks and the two of them made an intense eye contact full of nervousness and lust. Looking down at her, he said, “Do you?” He stood before her face and began to undo the zipper of his pants, taking his time, making sure to building up the anticipation ...

... as her gaze was helpless to look in most any other direction. Once undone, he dropped his pants and then pealed his boxers away, revealing his generous manhood. Jenna looked it up and down and licked her lips. Looking him directly in the eye and in as demanding a tone she could muster from such a submissive position she said, “Give it to me. Let me taste that cock.” Brandon held the tip up to her lips. She kissed the head, softly, and followed it up by extending her tongue and licking all over. Precum was already coming out just a little and the taste was an incredibly enjoyable mix of sweet and musky on her pallet. That flavor never failed to make her pussy quiver with delight. He took a small step forward and pushed his member into her mouth while she sucked on it with eagerness. Putting both of his hands on the back of the stocks, he began to thrust backwards and forwards. Seeing that things had begun on that end, Tristan sped up his gentle, soft fucks and worked to resume the pace at which he had previously been. “I’ve photographed spit roasts before but I’ve never been a part of one,” confessed Brandon. The term sent an electric shockwave through Jenna’s body. Immediately the imagery of glistening flesh being penetrated from opposite ends entered her mind and in the context of what was happening, the idea sent her over the edge. She screamed on Brandon while she came on Tristan. As degrading as it was, everything about it turned her on and made her orgasm far harder than ...