Page 85 of Nicoli

Rome’s cock slips from my mouth as I lose focus, and Nicoli abruptly slaps my pussy, causing me to cry out.

“Did I say you can stop sucking him?”

I shake my head, and this time his palm hits my ass. My lips wrap around Rome’s cock, and I’m rewarded with a deep groan, his hips flexing sharply, slamming the head of his length into the back of my throat.

I gag and choke, tears burning my eyes, but I don’t stop, continuing to swallow him.

“Nicoli,” Rome says, out of breath, “make her stop, or I’ll come down her throat. Then I’ll be no use to you the rest of the night.”

The mattress dips behind me, and Nicoli’s hand is in my hair, pulling my head back, forcing me to crane my neck. He lets go and places his fingers between my shoulder blades. “Move closer, hands on the headboard and let Rome taste that beautiful tits of yours.”

I sink my nails into the velvet while straddling Rome, his skin hot against my inner thighs. A shudder ripples down my spine as he takes my nipple in his mouth, rolling his tongue before sucking it hard, and I arch my back while moaning out loud.

“You like that, Hummingbird?” Nicoli’s not touching me, but I love that he’s close.

“I do.” I rock my hips. “But I prefer your mouth.”

“You know just what to say. Now turn the fuck around,” he demands, his hand on my waist as he guides me to face him. The sheer lust that reflects in his eyes takes my breath away, my insides liquid, and my core aching. He touches my cheek with his knuckles before brushing wisps of hair from my face. “You’re fucking beautiful.” He leans in and kisses me fiercely, possessively, his tongue demanding entrance, and I willingly open for him. My heart races faster when he slides his hands down my sides, settling on my hips. “Take his cock,” he murmurs, licking his lips. “Guide him into you.”

I’m still for a moment, staring into his eyes, my heart hammering so hard I’m sure it would break out of my chest. “Nicoli, are you sure?”

“Fucking do it, baby girl.” This time his voice holds more conviction, and he applies pressure to my hips. I reach for Rome and position him at my entrance as Nicoli starts to push me down, our gaze locked, neither of us looking away.

My lips part as Rome slides easily into me, filling me up one delicious inch after another. My husband kisses me again, forcing me down quick and hard, my body taking all of Rome’s cock.

“Aaah,” I moan against his lips, my body trembling as he guides me up and down. My limbs are heavy, every muscle coiled tight as I keep moving to Nicoli’s motion, the momentum increasing. Rome’s length swells inside me, and he curses as he goes deeper into me every time.

“I need you to come, Hummingbird,” Nicoli growls, dropping his hand between my legs, finding my clit and working it with fast strokes. The pressure builds up until the wave crashes over me, possessing me with a pleasure that explodes through my veins with an inferno of wildfire. I cry out as the orgasm rips up my spine and back down to my core, my inner walls clenching around Rome’s cock.

“Jesus, she sounds fucking beautiful when she comes, Nicoli.”

“If you think her cries are beautiful, you should see her face.”

Nicoli is no longer controlling my hips. Instead, I’m rocking to my own accord, riding my climax rough and hard.

Sweat clings to my upper lip, and I’m all panting breaths and electric currents as ecstasy consumes me.

Nicoli smiles as I open my eyes, staring right at him. “Now for the fun part,” he teases, and I’m not sure I can handle any more. But he leaves me no choice, guiding me to turn and face Rome again. I’m weak, my limbs numb, and mind shattered.

“Remember how I told you your ass is mine?” He slides his hand between my legs, his fingers stroking through my slit, spreading my cum upward and around my tight hole.

“Yes,” I whisper. I’m all lubed up with my own arousal, and his finger slides into my back entrance. It’s so intense, and I’m unsure if I’m about to climax again or if it just hasn’t stopped rippling through me since the first time.

“You ready for this?”

“Hmm-mm.” I suck my lower lip into my mouth.

“Good. Now, take his cock inside you again.” Simpering, Nicoli sweeps my hair over my shoulder, kissing along the back of my neck. I’ve fantasized about this moment many times, wondering what it would feel like to be taken by two men at once. But I never could have imagined this. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

I arch my back, Rome’s cock buried inside me to the hilt. I’m drunk on sensation, dizzy with desire. And then I feel him there—Nicoli’s cock squeezing into me, and I stiffen. “Relax, baby girl,” he rasps, snaking an arm around my waist and up my front, cupping my breast. “You have to let me in.”

Rome flexes his hips so light and slow, he’s barely moving inside me, giving me time to adjust.

Nicoli’s hand is on the small of my back. “Lean forward.”

I place my palms flat on Rome’s chest, his skin hot and clammy, a faint dusting of chest hair glimmering with perspiration.

Nicoli pushes inside me, and I gasp, whimpering at the intrusion as he sinks in little by little. “Fuck, your ass is tight,” he growls, and I feel cold liquid run down my ass, followed by the gentle strokes of his fingers as he spreads out the lube.

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