The Match-Maker Madam - Sex Stories

The Match-Maker Madam

... "A stiff cock and a good pussy licking for us both," giggled Bella. Bella and Micky attacked him feverishly. Mickey held his cock and jacked him off as she began to suck him back to hardness. Bella was all over his face, kissing him, pushing her tongue into his mouth, then pulling his fingers to her mouth and sucking them. Tommy held her breasts, twirling and pinching her pink nipples. They were solid, protruding, hot. "Fuck me, Tommy!" urged Micky. "I mean to." He pulled her up and put her on the bed near the edge in the doggy position. His cock found her dripping, chamber of velvet and drove home. He was standing far enough from the edge of the bed so Bella could scoot back on her ass, under his nuts. She started licking his balls as he slid in out of Micky's pussy. It began to throw him off his rhythm fucking, but he was so near to cumming again he slammed his way through it. As he neared his peak, he felt an unbelievable sensation. Bella had wet her middle finger from his wet dick and balls and drove it into his anus completely. She slid it in and out twice, and he started to shoot. "Micky, I want to fill you, baby!" "Fill me, Tommy!" she screamed. All the while this had been going on, Bella had been frantically finger-fucking herself. As Micky and Tommy bucked and shuddered, Bella did too but never let her finger slide completely out of Tommy's ass. They collapsed into a pile of sweating arms and legs, as Tommy's cum began to leak out, run down Micky's ass crack and ...

... drip on Bella. She opened her mouth and slurped the syrupy mix of pussy juice and Tommy's cum and swallowed the mixed drink of their fluids. Tommy stood, lifted Bella by the shoulders and sat her on the bed. He went to his knees and began to eat her pussy with abandon. Bella was so aroused; her nerves were so charged with the electricity of passion. As the spark of his tongue brought her off again, she squirted into Tommy's mouth. In all the years fucking Bella, Tommy could only remember a handful of times when she flooded him like this. His face was dripping wet; her liquids ran onto his chest and down his belly to his pubic hair. Micky grabbed Tommy and pulled him onto the bed. She sucked his limp cock into her mouth and began the ritual she knew so well, the technique she learned as a whore who had to bring a John to life again for an all-night fuck. Lips encircled his cock head; she deep throated the soft flesh and sucked, harder each time she took him in and out. Tommy lay back on the bed with his head on a pillow. Bella, now revived from her exertions crawled up and sat her pussy onto his face, turned toward Micky so she could grab her hair and push her down even harder onto Tommy's now rigid cock. With the timing of good fortune, Tommy blew his cum into Micky's mouth, and Bella drenched his face again. The overheated atmosphere created a sexual backdraft and with a few squeezes of her clit, Micky came again too. They all collapsed into a lifeless heap, well and truly ...