Page 13 of Filthy February

Juliet snaps her fingers and points at the loveseat across from the bed. “You. Sit. Over there,” she commands, and I arch an eyebrow, then lick my bottom lip with anticipation for a good show.

As the two kiss passionately, she slips her hands around Val’s waist and presses their breasts together. Valentina lets one of her fingers hook into the strap of Jules’ bra and drags it down, following the motion with her lips. As soon as her tits are exposed, Val latches on to one nipple while Jules lets her head hang back with a tiny moan.

I laze against the cushions and pull my dress pants off, kicking them across the room. My hard cock throbs as my ladies lie on the bed, caressing each other gently. Jules gets on top of Val and slowly winds her way down her stomach, pressing little kisses into her skin that glows by the lamplight in the room.

To relieve some of the pressure building up, I grip my dick tight while my wife settles between Val’s thighs and gives her cunt a lick.

“Oh my god. Yes!” Val sits up and grips a handful of her hair, then rides her face. It’s slow and calculated at first, but as Jules slurps louder, the rhythmic thrusts of Val’s hips become erratic until her back arches. She screams a release, and I hurry over to my wife.

My palms grip Jules’ waist as I toss her over Valentina as she recovers on the bed. I kneel behind the two of them, their beautiful pussies right at my mouth height and pressed close together. While they swap deep kisses and hold each other, I lick Val’s cunt all the way up to Jules’ sopping wet folds. My fingers delve into Val while tickling Jules’ clit the way she likes.

The two women grind against each other, seeking something more. And my cock pulses, wanting to give them everything they need. Jules tosses her hair over her shoulder and gives me the sexiest eyes I’ve seen in forever. “Please.”

“Please what, my Jules?”

“Please fuck us,” Valentina says beneath her.

Standing, I lean over Jules’ back and press the tip of my dick against her waiting entrance. With a formidable thrust, I shove inside as she wails. My fingers thread through her hair as I press her closer to my fiancée. “Love on each other while I fuck you both.”

The sounds of their muffled cries make me even harder as they make out while I work inside Jules. With arduous movement, I slowly drag myself out of her, my dick soaked with her wetness. When my eyes meet Valentina’s desperate ones, I squat to line up with her slick pussy lips and shove inside as she gasps at the sensation. With every thrust, I spank my wife’s ass as she rears her head back and groans.

“Rub your clits together.” They do, and their sighs of pleasure increase. After a few more swivels into Val, I back out and pillage my wife again. Then switch once again. And again.

Each time I do, I feel myself getting closer to the end. “Are you my good girls?”

Busy kissing, neither answer, so I swat Jules’ ass again. “Yes!” she wails.

“Y-yes,” Valentina pants out.

“Come on my dick, Jules.” Her pussy quivers around my shaft, and I give her more of my length, nice and slow, the way she likes. When I drag out and thrust inside my fiancée’s pussy, Val’s nails dig into Juliet’s back, creating little half crescents, as she reaches her own climax. Pleasuring them both makes my balls threaten to explode.

“I can’t hold it longer. Stay just like this. I’m gonna fill you both up.”

My palms lay over Val’s hands on Jules’ back as I shove in deep. With the first ropes of cum, I spray inside Valentina’s pussy, then quickly pull out and thrust inside my wife’s. Reams of more cum unleash inside her before I do it again. Back and forth between them, I swap until I empty into both women, finally settling inside Valentina.

“I’m spent.” My legs shake as I slide past both of them and fall on the bed on my back. The two crawl over me, each taking a side, then run their fingers through my hair and over my chest. I gather them up and tug them closer to me until the three of us lay in silent bliss.

My lips find their foreheads as I plant each one a kiss there. “I love you. Both.”

Their mouths nuzzle my ears as they whisper it back.

I easily doze off in the comfort of our embrace, but wake up with my pulse racing. A loud shattering sound echoes up the stairs. Jules startles next to me, sitting up just as I lunge off the bed, searching for some sweats to throw on.

Valentina’s nowhere to be seen. “Sweetheart?” I yell, while busting out of the bedroom door. Juliet scurries behind me.

As I flip on lights, I wipe my eyes, still heavy with sleep. “Valentina?!” The panic in my voice makes my heart pound harder in my chest.

Once I reach the kitchen, a knot firmly twists in my stomach. The back door has been shattered and stands wide open. When I rush over, I can clearly make out boot tracks…

And divots of a body being dragged through the snow.

Juliet screams as she spots the damage and clutches my bicep with terror. “Carson! She’s gone! Valentina’s gone!”

Eight

VALENTINA

My hair feels like it’s being pulled out of my scalp, despite me trying to kick my way closer to the man as he drags me toward a car. Malik’s car…

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