Sleight of Hand - Sex Stories

Sleight of Hand

... cock went in without the slightest trace of resistance, lubed up with the passion of two people. Jenna moaned quietly, knowing that she still had one more orgasm stored inside her. “Fuck me, Brandon. Fuck me good. Make me cum on your cock too. Make this pussy cum.” He took to it and increased his speed, his balls slapping in a delightful rhythm against her clit. Jenna concentrated on the way he stretched and filled her with every thrust, her third orgasm building closer and closer with each one. She briefly considered asking him to unzip her corset and play with her nipples but decided against it, instead choosing to relish in the fact that she was being screwed in the outfit in which she had spent all day getting eye-fucked. Tristan, as if he actually could read minds, mentioned this right on cue. “I’ve always thought about fucking an assistant in her stage clothes but never thought I’d actually get the chance.” Jenna looked over at him. He was still naked from the waist down and had already regained his erection. The edge of his ass was just barely visible and it had that perfect definition that would make any straight woman gaze with lust. Tristan stared into her eyes as he slowly stroked himself, his cock glistening with her juices. She licked her lips and spoke, “Come here.” Tristan obeyed and held himself up to her lips. She licked the head and along the shaft, savoring the taste of herself still clinging to his heated skin. There were faint traces of his cum but not ...

... enough to quench her desire, no matter how passionately she ran her tongue along him. “That’s good. But I want to see what YOU taste like,” she demanded. Nodding down to her, he slid his cock between her lips and began to fuck her mouth with a far greater forcefulness than Brandon had. However, he was matching the pace perfectly now on her creamy wet pussy. Both men, whether by accident or some sort of male-telepathy, fucked her in such a way that when one was pulling out, the other was pushing in so she was never without a cock in her. Thinking about this, thinking about how helpless she was to the two of them, and knowing that she wanted nothing more in the world than for all three of them to cum together, she closed her eyes and moaned. “That’s it, that’s it sweetheart,” encouraged Tristan. Jenna just hummed in response. Truthfully, she wasn’t doing anything other than simply letting him forcefully fuck her mouth. All of her attention was on her pussy which was approaching the precipice once more. Thankfully, so were her two men. “Oh god, oh god, I’m… I’m gonna cum,” shouted Brandon. Tristan picked up the pace to a frantic speed and grabbed Jenna’s hair by her pigtails. He held her head steady against his thrusts while his cock rapidly flew in and out of her tightly pursed lips, tapping forcefully against the back of her throat. All the while Jenna did the only thing she could which was to clench her hands into fists and prepare her body for orgasm number three. She screamed ...