Sleight of Hand - Sex Stories

Sleight of Hand

... she had just a few moments ago. Sweat was pouring over her body as it flexed wildly in the throes of pleasure and passion. “Oh wow. That’s it girl. Cum on this cock,” said Tristan as her pussy flexed tightly around his thick member. Brandon was trying to process what was going on but was too mixed up in it to care. Only a few minutes ago he was taking photos of a client and friend but now his cock was buried in her open mouth as shy cried in ecstasy around it. “Damn Jenna, I… I…” he tried to finish the thought but his mind went blank. Tristan kept fucking her as the waves of her orgasms subsided but his was on the brink. With a firm grip on her with his right hand, his left gave her ass a hard slap as he prepared to cum deep inside her. “Yeah, you like that? I love the way your ass looks while I fuck you like this. You ready for this cum?” he asked, rhetorically. Too focused on enjoying the sensations that were going through her body, she barely heard him. It wasn’t until she felt him make a sustained thrust deep within her that his words registered in her mind. “Oh, oh fuck,” he moaned. With Brandon’s cock still in her mouth, she could feel Tristan’s cum shoot deep within her. The warm and wetness coupled with the enthusiastic spasms of his cock made her pussy feel alive. Dildos, fingers, and other various things could fill her up when she needed it but nothing could ever replace the sensation of a cock getting off within her. The experience always made her eyes roll back ...

... with satisfaction and today was no exception. “Mmm…” she managed to hum around Brandon’s fat prick. “Damn, that’s one hell of an assistant you found me,” Tristan said as he pulled out. “You’re telling me,” replied Brandon in a dreamlike tone. Not wanting to leave her friend uncared for, she did her best to give him the best blow job he had ever had. It was difficult with her hands and head restrained, but she used her tongue to make up in their absence. Cum began to drip out of her pussy and down her legs as she diligently worked to fill her mouth with the same stuff. Looking up at Brandon, she made a tight seal with her lips and tried to flirt with her eyes. He looked down at her with a sense of wanting that seemed as if he was holding back something. “Wha id it?” she mumbled to him. “I… I’m sorry. I just don’t want to make you gag,” he confessed. Realizing that he was trying to resist thrusting down her throat, she tried to assure him that she wanted it. “Cuh hor ee,” was all she could communicate. “You know,” piped up Tristan, “That pussy of hers is something to behold.” “I… I don’t know,” Brandon replied. “Oh come on now, don’t tell me that you’re afraid of a little sloppy seconds. It much more enjoyable than it sounds.” After thinking about it for a moment, Brandon pulled out of Jenna’s mouth and moved around to the back. Cum had already dripped halfway down her thigh but was still plenty wet with her own juices. She could feel him line himself up and push into her. His ...