Page 38 of Calla's Boys

I blow my load in her mouth, and she sucks me deeper, taking me down her throat and swallowing every drop of cum that shoots out of me.

I shudder and shake as she slowly releases me from her mouth, lightly licking the head of my dick as the last few droplets seep out.

My legs feel weak, and when she stops and lets go, I sit down heavily beside her and Clyde, who is still gorging on her.

“My turn, man,” I say, nudging him with my knee and getting his attention.

He rolls his eyes in response, but stops just as Calla begins to tense above him.

She mewls in disappointment, denied of the release she was clearly close to reaching on Clyde’s tongue.

“Don’t worry, Calla. You don’t need to be disappointed, we're just switching places. I’m eager to tasteyounext,” I say, giving her a deep kiss, pushing my tongue between her lips and tasting myself on her as I tease her with what I’m about to do to her.

Her mouth drops open in surprise, but her eyes are alight with desire.

I lie down, and help her move off of Clyde and on top of me. Her pussy is glistening and dripping with her cum. My mouth waters at the beautiful sight of her sitting above me, pussy wet and waiting for me to savor it.

Before she can catch her breath, I lift my head and lick the length of her pussy, capturing her sweet juices on my tongue.

“Ohhh,” she moans, rolling her hips as I dip my tongue inside her.

I fuck her with my tongue, massaging her ass with my hands at the same time. Clyde moves to stand in front of her, and she grips his dick with her hand and guides him into her mouth.

It’s his turn to enjoy the feel of her mouth on him while I give her pleasure with mine. I alternate between her clit and her pussy, driving her wild as I bring her closer and closer to the edge and finally over it.

Calla squirms as I continue to ravage her with my mouth, and her muffled whimpers around Clyde’s dick are like music to my ears.

She’s trying to fight against my onslaught, but I don’t let up. Even though I’ve already filled her belly with my cum, I can feel myself starting to get hard all over again.

We won’t do any more than this tonight, it probably wasn’t the best idea to do this when she’s barely recovered from her fainting episode earlier today.

She’s just so damned tempting and impossible to resist.

“I’m coming,” Clyde grunts.

I can’t see him from my position between Calla’s thighs, but her body jerks and stiffens as he moves more erratically. I pull her harder against my lips, biting down a little on her clit, determined to wrangle another orgasm out of Calla.

She gags a little as she squeals in pleasure just as he comes, taken by surprise despite his warning as he shoots his load into her mouth. She recovers quickly and swallows deeply, keen not to spill a single drop.

Clyde shudders and sighs as he pulls away from her, and she slumps forward, her head dangerously close to the semi I’m sporting because of her.

Calla inhales deep, gasping breaths, and I panic a little, worried we’ve pushed her too far, too quickly.

Clyde helps her move off me and onto her back, on the mess of sleeping bags, and lies down next to her.

“Are you okay?” I ask, rolling over to face her.

She laughs weakly and smiles up at me. “I’m fine, just catching my breath.”

“We’ve got the oxygen here if you need it,” Clyde says, sitting up and reaching for it.

She stops him with a hand on his arm. “Honestly, I’m fine. I don’t need it.” She pauses for a moment, looking at him. “Thank you.”

He nods and kisses her on the forehead before flopping back down next to her.

It’s so warm in here now, but I can’t be bothered to move just to unzip the tent to let in some air.

The tent smells of sweat, sex, and cum, and I smile as I close my eyes, breathing in the mixed scent of pleasure hanging in the air.

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