I banish the thought with all my might as I down the glass of fizz David presents me with. This is all about him and Barnaby.
“Delicious,” I say with a smack of my lips, and then I hand the empty glass back over and get into a decent playtime position in the middle of the bed. I remember David’s proposal, how he said they’d want to be voyeurs, and from the way they are transfixed by me as they sip at their own drinks, it seems that now would be a great time for a viewing.
“Come take a look as you sip your birthday champers,” I giggle, and they position themselves at the bottom of the bed. A great spot for the show.
I hitch my legs up as they watch me, spreading myself to show them my tight lacy panties, and play with my tits for them. Tugging at my nipples.
“I’m so horny right now,” I tell them.
I reach down and rip the crotch of my fishnets, and Barnaby gulps while David smiles. I squirm on the bed, raising myself on an elbow to slide my hand down between my legs. My panties are easy to tug to the side, and it feels real fucking good to tease my clit as they watch me.
I take it slow. I keep it real. The way I build myself up is full on authentic as I stroke my clit and ease my slit open. I curl my fingers inside when my pussy is desperate, and I’m lost to everything but the sensation as I do a double play. Clit and G-spot at the same time.
“You might need a towel…” I say. “I can get quite messy.”
“No towel,” Barnaby says. “Soak the bed right through for all I care.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
The pressure inside builds, and I’m moaning and straining, fingers at full action both inside and out when I reach my peak and come for them. My tits bounce at the orgasm, and I curse obscenities, panting like a bitch in heat in the aftermath.
My head is spinning, and my pussy is pulsing. It’s the perfect time for birthday boy to get on the bed and climb into position on top of me.
He rubs the head of his cock against my slit.
“Too soon?” he asks, but I shake my head.
“No. Nice and deep, please. Give me everything you’ve got.”
My throbbing cunt squelches when he plunges deep. That makes him grin, and the guy is possessed as he thrusts his hips, and looks me right in the eyes as he fucks me.
Lucy.
He’s looking at Lucy.
“Your pussy is amazing,” he says. “I’d forgotten how good a hot, wet cunt feels.”
“Glad I’m here to remind you.”
David stays silent as his husband fucks me. He sips his champagne with a smile as Barnaby slurps at my bobbing tits and sucks at my nipples, and I do my best to give the birthday present the very highest value.
I whimper and whisper filthy nothings to Barnaby about how good he feels. How nice his dick feels as it thrusts inside me. How he’s a wizard at driving my tits crazy.
During the fuck fest, we get Barnaby out of his clothes. His shirt gets unbuttoned and his smeared white trousers get wriggled out of, and my panties and fishnets get pulled off and free, until we’re flesh to flesh. Fuck, I love the way the slap of skin to skin sounds. It’s divine.
I’m urging Barnaby on formore, more, morewhen David starts undressing himself. His cock is at full mast, straining as he works it in his hand. Watching his partner getting so horny must be driving him wild.
“Time to share,” he finally says, and joins us on the bed.
Barnaby is still thrusting into my cunt as he grins.
“I love sharing,” he says. “How are we going to split it?”
“You keep Holly’s slick, wet pussy, and I’ll take her asshole, how about that? You know I’m crazy over ass.”
Barnaby laughs.
“Sure do.”
