Beach pt3 - Sex Stories

Beach pt3

... of us to watch the cocks vanish into both hungry sets of cheeks, and to remind us that nobody cums without her permission, which wouldn’t be anytime soon. She, however, took herself to and over the edge of yet another moaning O. She made us stop once she settled again, and I knew what was next. Without a word, I yanked Nick’s jeans down, and was only disappointed that he had gone commando - I thought she would have loved to see the shredding of his underwear with a wine opener. But I started immediately playing with his ass, licking and spit lubing it, and nuzzling the first fingers into it. Mollie was in my ear, “You’re dying to fuck my boyfriend again aren’t you?” "I am!" I answered, almost salivating for a taste. "That’s an ass begging to be fucked!" She offered in a dirty growl that if she had a cock she would never stop fucking his hot little rump. Then she said, “Wait. No. He’s been bad. He doesn’t get to be fucked yet. What he should get is a good hard paddling. Fuck, I should have bought one! Dammit!” She tried her own hand at a few hot smacks to his ass, then she looked at me and asked how I was at ass paddling. I told her truly that, though I’d never spanked a guy, I always enjoyed giving spankings. She grinned, “Hmmmm, he might too. Hold on a moment.” She went into her bag of tricks, grabbed a cock ring and choked Nick’s flow off at the base. "No orgasms honey. Not ‘til I sat so." Once his dick was garroted, she nodded to me. I pulled Nick up, I sat down, and ...

... threw him over my knees - his ass in my lap, his cock hanging and dripping, and my cock was hard and resting on the side of his closest hip, letting a small slippery river paint his skin. I knew what Mollie wanted, and I went for it. I began with slow and steady hard smacks to Nick’s stellar tight butt - maybe a half dozen or more - then I spit on my finger and spread his cheeks to toy with his luscious little asshole, happily prying it open for use. He was gurgling and moaning. Then, I locked eyes with Mollie for a moment, and started giving Nick a fast, fierce paddling, not letting up as I lost myself in the feeling and the feral sounds Nick was making, not to mention the dripping pre-cum spattering my legs, as his cock wiggled against my calves. The next time I looked over at Mollie, she was fucking herself with a large black cock-shaped dildo, and fluttering on the edge of another sopping peak. Nick was moaning and wriggling. His ass was red hot, and he had completely surrendered to the wiles of his girl and her new partner in carnal crime. Mollie signaled for me to stop. She moved in and whispered to Nick. “Such a good boy taking all of that. See what bad boys get? I really hope you didn’t like that too much.” Once more she reached into her bag of tricks, poured some lube on Nick’s already worked anal wink, and slid a big glass plug into place. Nick’s groan made me almost echo it. He was so ready to be fucked and the plug said, “Not for you, not yet!” Mollie smirked at me, ...