Sheila spread her excitement across her hardening clit, and her hips bucked as her arousal grew. Could she make herself come by trying to tempt them into playing some more before she went back to her staid life?
“Isn’t your pussy sore?” Derek asked.
“A little, but right now, my priority is a different ache,” she answered honestly.
There’s Nothing Proper about What We’ve Been Doing
Sheila rubbed her clit while the two men moved closer, both men’s eyes trained on her hands and pussy.
She wanted to give them a show they wouldn’t forget, and her body heated up under their gaze. However, she wasn’t really sure how since she’d never had exhibitionist tendencies before. She only knew she loved the way she felt when they looked at her, and she forgot to be nervous.
Ultimately, she decided to follow her body’s desires. It hadn’t led her astray yet tonight. She rubbed her middle and ring fingers through her wetness and swirled them around her swollen pussy lips. Her body knew what it wanted, and it eagerly accepted her fingers.
Even though she was wet from excitement, she licked her fingers to make it easier and then rubbed her saliva on her clit. She lay back with her legs bent, knees in the air. This new position let her control the angle of penetration. It also gave her two admirers a clear view of her actions and reactions.
For the most part, masturbating like this wasn’t one of Sheila’s favorite pastimes. She much preferred rubbing her clit while someone or something bigger, harder, and longer than her finger penetrated her. In that pursuit, she’d spent many fun hours with a vibrating, silicon friend. But this time, it was a prelude, and that made it fun.
Her audience breathed heavily and stroked their hardening cocks. She felt sexy, powerful, and turned on as she fingered herself and rubbed her dripping pussy.
“I can hear how wet you are,” Alexander growled.
“Oh, yeah,” she panted. “My pussy is so juicy right now. I bet one of your big, fucking cocks would slide right in, no problem. It’s so wet and swollen and empty.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he said.
Alexander stepped forward, but Derek stopped him.
“Not yet,” Derek said. “I didn’t know I was a voyeur. It’s sexy as hell ogling you as you pleasure yourself and put on a show for us.”
“Yes, I’m so excited. But I’m also so empty.”
“No, you’re not,” he said as he squatted next to the couch. “You’ve got your fingers for now. Rub your clit for me, baby. Get your fingers all nice and wet, too. Yeah, that’s it. You’ll do anything to make me and my cock happy, won’t you?”
“Yes,” she whimpered. Her fingers flew over her swollen clitoris. “Yes, tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.”
“I know you will, baby girl. You’re so sweet, so perfect. And you’re going to do what I say, aren’t you? Like a good girl, you’re going to do exactly what I tell you.”
Sheila nodded eagerly.
“I can’t stop thinking about your flavor and how delicious it is. Have you ever tasted your cunt juice?”
She looked at him in surprise.
“What?”
“Oh, baby girl, keep your eyes on me. God, I love it. Just like that. Take the hand rubbing your hard clit and give it a good lick. Keep your eyes on me. Yes, just like that. Oh, yeah, swirl that tongue. Fuck, you’re a sexy bitch.”
“Alexander, come here,” he continued. “We’re going to rub some of your pussy juice on your nipples, baby. Then we’ll lick your tits clean before we fuck you some more. That’s hot, isn’t it, sexy Sheila? We’re going to get you dirty, so, so, dirty, and then we’ll shower together.”
“Alexander, what do you think? Is that nipple sufficiently coated?”
“It could use a little more of her cream, but I’m on it.”
With a wicked grin, Alexander slid two fingers through her nether lips and into her channel. He pumped a few times, just enough to buck her hips. She chased his probing fingers, but he slipped back out.
Sheila’s frustrated groan changed to a moan of delight when he rubbed her wetness on her nipple and tugged it.
“My turn,” Derek said.
