Page 37 of Triplet Tease

I couldn’t get over the fact that this was atotal stranger seeing me this way and extracting the confession of mysecret pleasures.

I wanted this.

“Fuck me, please.”

“You love the Maxwell triplets’ hard cocks,don’t you?”

Triplets!

They were triplets. Of course, they werefucking triplets.

“Yes,” I gasped. “Please, fuck me.”

“Eager much.” His voice was nothing morethan a rasping whisper, as if talking had become difficult.

It had for me too.

Fucked by three men in one night cycled throughmy mind on a loop and on each rotation my hard clit throbbed.

“Ihaven’t been with a woman for a very long time.”

I looked into his eyes that were heavy withlust. “You can fuck me hard.” I said, pleaded, really.

He nodded but made no move to change position.“I want to make you come, Siena. I want to watch your face and feelyour cunt squeezing my fingers.”

Oh, fuck!

“I want to taste you as you come on mytongue.”

Fuck! Fuck!

“Come and sit on my face, babe.” As hespoke, he lay down on the bed next to me and I went to do exactly asinstructed but stalled when I wondered whether he had a sixty-nine inmind.

“No, not that way. You should hold theheadboard and enjoy.”

I straddled him, looking down into his eyes. Asmy pussy obscured the view of his chin, the sight of his tonguereaching out to my hard clit was nothing but obscene.

What about you?I glanced over myshoulder and saw his hand around his cock. I’d have happily seen tothat myself but there was something deliciously sexy about seeing aguy touch himself. Especially from the positionIwas in. Especially whenIcouldn’t see his other hand, butIcould feel it underneath me. Fingers probing and filling me inside.Knuckles providing a surprisingly pleasant friction to the area.

I rode his face like were were making a pornfilm.

Yet again, I hardly believed I was doing this,and I loved it.

Ifuckingloved it.

I’d waited so many years to just sleep with astranger without any shame. Not one but three strangers shared me. Noinhibitions. No shame. And I fucking loved it.

I rode his face and fingers slowly at first,then progressively faster. As his fingers pounded into my gushinghoney pot and his mouth pleasured my clit and labia.

He held me in place, somehow. I guess I wasbeyond knowing what the fuck was happening. While he displayedamazing self-control, I came as if squatting over a man’s face werea typical thing for me. As if I wasn’tworried that he’d suffocate or drown.

When I could take no more, I raised from myposition and collapsed on the bed next to him.

“You look exhausted,” he said.

I felt it too.

A pang of guilt rose inside me as I took in hischin glistening with a thick coating of me and his hard dick bobbingabout seeking attention.

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