Undressing her, my fingers brushed along nylon and leather, revealing the intricate straps and gold buckles of lingerie that hid beneath Summer’s dress.
Her tits popped out, her nipples hard and pierced like mine, framed around a leather strap that I snapped with my finger. I licked her tongue, and her tits felt so soft and tender against mine as we kissed.
I didn’t even realize how far she reached into my pants until her hand slipped right over my pussy.
She inhaled sharply, and I nearly buckled when she touched me.
“Fuck,” she gritted. “God, your clit is so fucking puffy. It’s so fucking hot.”
I winced at how tender I was. All that teasing from the club finally began to ease up as Summer traced circles over me.
“Is this your first time touching a girl?” I asked.
She nodded. “Mmmhmm.” Her big green eyes faked innocence.
“Makes sense why you’re so starved.” She was so good. I wrapped my hands around her neck and gave her another hard push against the mirror. “Careful, babe, I’m not ready to come so quick.” I swore, licking the tip of her chin. We giggled together, a playfulness that was added with a sterner expression. I squeezed tighter over her neck, letting her know who was in charge. Her dress slipped off her hips and puddled to the floor.
“Look at me,” Summer asked. There was a shyness I hadn’t seen in her yet. “I wore this for you. A gift for you to take off.”
My heart lurched for her body, for the curves that traced over her hips, to the leather garter belt that held her thigh highs together with a buckle.
I was obsessed.
“No panties?” I asked, pleasantly surprised. I kicked her legs open, spreading her. I wondered if she shaved for me, her naked pussy a puddle of wetness that I tapped with the tips of my fingers.
I could smell how horny she was, her body open like a bottle of wine that needed to breathe before the first true sip of sex. Could she see how nervous and excited I’d become as well? I couldn’t get close enough to her, pressed hard enough that not an inch of space was wasted with her tits against mine. “God you’re sexy,” I said, both of us rubbing each other, my knuckles pressing hers as we fought to make each other come.
I loved the sound of wet pussy in the dark.
“I’ve been watching you for so long, hoping you’d be the first girl for us to share,” she said, biting my lip.
“I’ll hook you like a drug. You’ll both know how good this life can be once I’m done with you.”
Maybe it was the pill I took at the club. The drinks. The smell of sex. But something in me felt like I was floating. Like whatever good I had in my heart was erupting from my core. And that came from the way Summer kissed me. From how Rafael stared at me. From them. Only them.
There was no mistaking that these two were deeply in love, and that love turned into visible sparks of light and aura that I saw the moment I laid eyes on them. Their passion was too generous. Too real. They were destined for a third, and it was my honor to introduce the more primal aspect of what that could entail.
This wasn’t just fucking. This was a ceremony.
“Turn around, pretty girl,” I said. “Place those hands right onto the mirror and stare at how perfect you are.”
Summer succumbed to my lead, baring her back to my lips as I reached around to cup her breasts.
Slowly, I made my way down her back, kissing, licking, dropping to my knees as I worshiped her legs with the gentlest scratch of my nails.
I couldn’t resist how her ass turned into the perfect circle, how she instinctually perched it up for a bite. I slapped her right on the bottom of her cheek, and she shuddered as it turned pink with heat.
“Has a girl ever eaten you out before?” I asked into her thigh, kissing.
“No. Never,” she said quietly, keeping us a secret from Rafael. The city outside leaked through the windows and a perfect strip of light fell over the puffy mound of her cunt.
It looked so sweet.
Her thighs pinched together.
Her pussy a delicious tight slit that begged to be fucked.
“Try not to moan,” I said, pressing my tongue right onto the pad of her pussy.