inch, pushing into my ass. She is now holding my leg up, fucking into my ass. Anonymous pinches my clit, fucking into my pussy.
“Yeah, baby,” The Pussy Pleaser mutters against my earlobe, “you like two stud dicks in your tight ass and pussy, don’t you . . .?”
I gasp.
Air catches in the back of my throat and I choke on a moan. They are both stroking a blazing fire inside of me. Anonymous fucks into the wet flames of my pussy. The Pussy Pleaser fucks into the steamy tight heat of my ass. Together, the two of them are working their magic sticks, causing my cunt and asshole to do all types of delicious tricks.
Anonymous draws my leg over her hip, opening me farther to her strokes, to The Pussy Pleaser’s strokes. They have me trapped between the heat and wetness. Between the delights of their cocks and the slick sound of my pussy, swishing and sloshing as they pump into me, pushing deep, stretching wide.
“Yes, oh God, yesssss . . . fuuuuuck meeeee . . . ooooh, motherfuckgoddamnshit . . . mmmm . . .”
The three of us, together, are moving to the same beat . . . fucking, fucking, fucking. I am grinding and pumping and squeezing my pussy; grinding and pumping and squeezing my ass.
“Yeah, you a lil freaky-ass, ain’t you, ma? Takin’ all this dick . . .”
“Yeah, ma, fuck them stud dicks . . .”
“Yeah, baby . . . we’re gonna keep you coming back for more of this stud cock . . .”
“Yeah, ma . . . when we’re done with you, this is gonna be ya second home . . .”
I am not sure who is saying what. The room is spinning, fast. I shut my eyes. My entire body becomes an inferno. I am melting against the thrust of their dicks, melding into sweat and slick juices.
“Ooooh . . . yes, yes, yes . . .”
Anonymous grunts, her mouth finding mine, her hot tongue pushing into my mouth swirling into a pool of drool. The Pussy Pleaser grunts, her pussy-scented breath hot against my ear.
“Yeah, ma, nut all over these cocks . . .”
“You wanna nut out ya ass . . .”
“Yeah, ma, give me that sweet, wet pussy . . .”
“You hooked on The Stud Palace, aren’t you . . .?”
I grunt.
“Yeah, she is . . .”
I moan.
“Last call for alcohol . . .”
I gasp.
“You gonna keep coming back for this dick . . .?”
I am lost in the heat, lost in the strokes, lost in the moans and groans, lost in the intoxicating scent of aroused pussy, the waves of pleasure swelling through my body. I am on the brink of an enormous orgasm.
Juices, warm and sticky, flood my pussy. It clenches and unclenches. I am bucking against the swell of a tidal wave, muttering out incoherent words. A strong desire to weep overcomes me. My head cranes over my shoulder; my wet gaze flickers toward the door. I am being fucked too good to be in shock at the realization that I am being watched . . . we are being watched.
“Oh, God, yesssss! Yessss! Yessssssss!” I scream out, finally finding my voice, losing myself in uninhibited grunts and growls as I’m being ravished from the front and the back, being watched, being fucked. Stud bois licking their lips, gawking. Their rubber cocks dangling from harnesses, taking in the show. My show. My first performance, live and direct, at The Stud Palace.
Anonymous and The Pussy Pleaser are seesawing into me, working my holes in sync. As one cock glides in, the other glides out, slicing into heat. They pump hard and fast. Possessing my pussy, owning my ass.
I close my eyes, tight.
Behind my lids a kaleidoscope of red and orange and yellow swirl around blue and green and purple. I become engulfed in flames. Fire licks down my spine.
I thrust my hips into the blaze.
And . . . come.
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A BOUT S TREBOR B OOKS I
“Yeah, baby,” The Pussy Pleaser mutters against my earlobe, “you like two stud dicks in your tight ass and pussy, don’t you . . .?”
I gasp.
Air catches in the back of my throat and I choke on a moan. They are both stroking a blazing fire inside of me. Anonymous fucks into the wet flames of my pussy. The Pussy Pleaser fucks into the steamy tight heat of my ass. Together, the two of them are working their magic sticks, causing my cunt and asshole to do all types of delicious tricks.
Anonymous draws my leg over her hip, opening me farther to her strokes, to The Pussy Pleaser’s strokes. They have me trapped between the heat and wetness. Between the delights of their cocks and the slick sound of my pussy, swishing and sloshing as they pump into me, pushing deep, stretching wide.
“Yes, oh God, yesssss . . . fuuuuuck meeeee . . . ooooh, motherfuckgoddamnshit . . . mmmm . . .”
The three of us, together, are moving to the same beat . . . fucking, fucking, fucking. I am grinding and pumping and squeezing my pussy; grinding and pumping and squeezing my ass.
“Yeah, you a lil freaky-ass, ain’t you, ma? Takin’ all this dick . . .”
“Yeah, ma, fuck them stud dicks . . .”
“Yeah, baby . . . we’re gonna keep you coming back for more of this stud cock . . .”
“Yeah, ma . . . when we’re done with you, this is gonna be ya second home . . .”
I am not sure who is saying what. The room is spinning, fast. I shut my eyes. My entire body becomes an inferno. I am melting against the thrust of their dicks, melding into sweat and slick juices.
“Ooooh . . . yes, yes, yes . . .”
Anonymous grunts, her mouth finding mine, her hot tongue pushing into my mouth swirling into a pool of drool. The Pussy Pleaser grunts, her pussy-scented breath hot against my ear.
“Yeah, ma, nut all over these cocks . . .”
“You wanna nut out ya ass . . .”
“Yeah, ma, give me that sweet, wet pussy . . .”
“You hooked on The Stud Palace, aren’t you . . .?”
I grunt.
“Yeah, she is . . .”
I moan.
“Last call for alcohol . . .”
I gasp.
“You gonna keep coming back for this dick . . .?”
I am lost in the heat, lost in the strokes, lost in the moans and groans, lost in the intoxicating scent of aroused pussy, the waves of pleasure swelling through my body. I am on the brink of an enormous orgasm.
Juices, warm and sticky, flood my pussy. It clenches and unclenches. I am bucking against the swell of a tidal wave, muttering out incoherent words. A strong desire to weep overcomes me. My head cranes over my shoulder; my wet gaze flickers toward the door. I am being fucked too good to be in shock at the realization that I am being watched . . . we are being watched.
“Oh, God, yesssss! Yessss! Yessssssss!” I scream out, finally finding my voice, losing myself in uninhibited grunts and growls as I’m being ravished from the front and the back, being watched, being fucked. Stud bois licking their lips, gawking. Their rubber cocks dangling from harnesses, taking in the show. My show. My first performance, live and direct, at The Stud Palace.
Anonymous and The Pussy Pleaser are seesawing into me, working my holes in sync. As one cock glides in, the other glides out, slicing into heat. They pump hard and fast. Possessing my pussy, owning my ass.
I close my eyes, tight.
Behind my lids a kaleidoscope of red and orange and yellow swirl around blue and green and purple. I become engulfed in flames. Fire licks down my spine.
I thrust my hips into the blaze.
And . . . come.
If you’ve enjoyed this lesbian erotica tale, check out Cairo’s exciting new novel.
Order your copy today from your favorite retailer!
♦ ♦ ♦
Slippery When Wet by Cairo
A BOUT S TREBOR B OOKS I
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