and tight… like Kimberly’s pussy or ass.
Nelson prepared him. What Nelson lacked in gentleness he made up for by being thorough. Three fingers, four fingers… he sawed into Samuel. Samuel pressed his hands on the bed and arched his shoulders up.
“Stop screwing around and do it already,” Kimberly said. When Samuel glared at her, she blew him a kiss.
“Since you’re so interested in participating, Kimberly, why don’t you get underneath Samuel,” Nelson said. “Better yet, give him something to eat.”
Kimberly hopped up. She arranged herself on the bed in front of him. Her folds glistened just out of his reach.
“Scoot closer,” he gasped as Nelson withdrew his fingers.
Kimberly obliged, and he fitted his mouth over her. He could feel her pulse in her pussy. Kimberly began breathing heavily, and she fell back on the bed, trusting him to take care of her.
The hot sensation of Nelson’s cock pressing into him had Samuel screaming out in pleasure.
Nelson rubbed a reassuring hand over Samuel’s shoulders. “Let me in, lover,” he murmured. Samuel relaxed his body to allow Nelson to do whatever he wanted.
“Oh, God.”
Nelson paused, waiting for Samuel’s body to accommodate him. “It’s impossible to go slow right now,” he said. “You have no idea how hard I’m fighting myself.”
Kimberly fisted her hand in Samuel’s hair and rubbed his face on her pussy as Nelson thrust in to the hilt.
Nelson stared down at the tight ass he’d buried his cock in. Samuel’s body was like a drug, and all evening he’d been stealing little tastes, just enough to get himself worked into a frenzy. He rocked back a bit and then pressed deeper. He held himself there, letting Samuel adjust, but also giving himself time to get a grip. He wanted this to last, so he didn’t dare look at Kimberly. Just focus on one thing at a time.
Finally the urge passed and he regained control. He squeezed Samuel’s tight buttocks and began to fuck him. Each thrust pushed Samuel’s mouth onto Kimberly’s pussy, and she squealed.
Nelson tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling, trying to block out the titillating sensations that were coming at him: the sounds and scent of sex, the warm flesh gripping his ass, the beautiful, horny naked people writhing in front of him.
Kimberly squealed again. “Oh, God. Samuel, your mouth is like…” The rest of her thought became a long moan.
The only way to keep Kimberly from setting him off was if he fucked Samuel hard enough to distract the man.
Of course, the problem with that plan was that hurting Samuel with his cock was as likely to make Nelson come as the sight of Kimberly’s exuberant gyrations. But at least he would be in charge.
He kneaded his fingers in Samuel’s buttocks. “Your safe word is yoga ,” he rasped. He slammed home.
“Oh!” Samuel groaned. He threw back his head, his eyes squeezed tight. His attention was on Nelson and the burning cock in his ass.
Nelson smiled as Samuel clenched the sheets in white-knuckled fists.
Worry colored Kimberly’s face.
“He can end this at any time,” Nelson gasped. Though Nelson knew he’d reached his own limit; he couldn’t hold out much longer.
Kimberly’s expression was serious as she grabbed a pillow and placed it under Samuel.
“Come here, Kimberly,” Nelson instructed. She knelt up and shuffled over to him.
“Feed me.”
She hefted one of her breasts and brought it to Nelson’s mouth. The skin pebbled under his tongue. She slipped a finger between her legs and rubbed her clit.
He was fast reaching the point of no return. The beginnings of an intense orgasm took hold of his balls in a fiery grip, and Samuel shook underneath him. He didn’t want to accidentally hurt Kimberly, so he pulled back. She flopped onto the bed, her legs open. She separated her outer lips with one hand, revealing her tiny clit, pinkish and swollen. She ran the index finger of her other hand over the
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