But I step back, earning her whine. “You have to beg Houston to do something to that pussy.”
“Houston, would you?—”
“Yes,” he growls and rubs his cock over her there. “I like playing, but I’m done waiting.” He slams in, making her cry out.
When her mouth is open, I take it. He groans and pumps deep into her, hands clutching her flared hips like a pair of handles.Her golden skin shines in the low light as her dark hair slides off her back and over her shoulder. He thrusts, I retract, I thrust, he retracts. And all the while, Lou takes it like a goddess.
When she gags on me, it’s all I can do not to lose it right then. She doesn’t even fight it—she rides the choke.
I lace my fingers into her hair. “Such a good girl, it’s almost vulgar. But I think we can make vulgar happen an even better way.” Her eyes are lined with tears as she looks up at me, questioning. “I want that ass again.”
She whimpers on my dick.
“You want it too, don’t you? You remember how we made you come. We’re gonna do that again.”
“I’m about to do it right now,” Houston says, reaching around her hip.
But I shake my head. “Not yet. She made us wait for her to ask permission. She can wait for her orgasm. Back up.”
We pull out, and she goes limp on the couch. “Please, I need to come.”
“You will.” I motion toward the couch, and Houston picks her up, reading my mind. He sets her on his lap and makes her take him deep. I love watching this part—the part where they’re riding one of us. When they get lost in the sensation and forget anyone else in the room, until we come up from behind.
I lube myself and my fingers first. When I slide the first one in her tight little hole, she shudders. “Tell me how it feels to have my finger up your ass with his cock in that little pussy of yours.”
The words shake out of her. “It’s a lot. Tense. Full.”
I slip another finger in, and she tenses up. “And now?”
“Fuller,” she gasps.
I work in and out of her ass as Houston grabs her hips to lift her up and down his length. Sweat trickles down her spine. He warns, “I think she’s about to come. She’s squeezing on me.”
“Not until my cock is all the way in your ass, baby. You’re not allowed.”
“Please,” she whimpers, draping herself onto Houston’s shoulder. It sticks her ass out more. “Please fuck my ass. I need to come!”
“When I’m ready.” I add a third finger, and she rambles incoherently as goose bumps leap from her skin.
She whispers, “Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease fuck my ass!”
I carefully work my fingers out of her, with Houston slow-fucking her the whole time. When I line up my cock, she’s on the verge of something big, still rambling nonsense between begging. As soon as I pop the head in, a scream peals out of her, something I’ve never heard from anyone. She bounces on us, taking our cocks as hard as she can while she comes.
“Fuck, yes, precious, come on my cock!” Houston rambles.
It’s too good. Fuck, why is it so good? Making a girl squirm between us, making her come like no one ever has, making her our little fuck puppet…
It’s not responsible. It’s not smart. But it’s what I want every fucking night. My one vice.
When she comes back to herself, she’s limp on his shoulder. That’s good too. Now, I know she’s relaxed enough to take therest of me. I shove deep, all the way to the hips, and she groans loudly.
“Does it hurt, baby?”
“Yeah,” she whimpers.
“And you love it, don’t you?”
“I fucking do,” she says, voice breaking.
