Julian speedily responds, massaging Kaci’s perky mounds. She mewls, basking in his caresses. This prompts the cameraman into action. He nimbly bustles about the area, recording the sensual sights.
Dom gives my swollen bosom the same treatment, kneading the sensitive flesh.
“Rub your clit,” I demand fervently, remarkably in a strong, audible tone, becoming bolder.
Kaci spreads her legs and indulges my whim. From this vantage point, I’m granted an unimpeded view of her glistening pink vulva. Her hips gyrate as her fingers work feverishly. Dom walks around the chair and kneels between my thighs.
“Your pussy is an exemplary treasure.” He leisurely licks from my slit to my nub, where he lingers, using his brilliant tongue to circle the heart of my pleasure.
Kaci thrashes, crying out as she achieves climax. Within seconds, I join her in carnal gratification. Once my tremors dissipate, Dom rises to his feet.
“Fuck her.” The derogatory expletive effortlessly slips from my lips, my propriety forgotten.
“That’s my slutty girl,” Dom praises.
Julian poises himself on top of his sweetheart.
“No, from behind,” I say.
He maneuvers Kaci to her knees and ruthlessly plunges into her.
“Yes, baby!” she wails. “Your dick is fucking amazing!”
Kaci’s kudos spur him on. I’m enraptured, gazing at his manhood—now covered in her white cream—stretching the supple walls of her sheath.
Dom unbuttons the closure of his jeans and extricates his bulging erection, then pulls me to my feet and replaces me in the chair.
“Sit on my cock.”
I face the bed and guide his thickness inside my wet depths, my eyes never wavering from the sexy duo. Dom digs his long fingers into my fleshy waist and plants kisses on the nape of my neck. My small passage strains to accommodate his girth from this position.
“You can’t fit,” I whimper.
He brutishly pulls me downwards, wholly spearing my overtaxed muscles in one deft movement. The savageness of his intrusion temporarily paralyzes me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dom chants, burying his face between my shoulder blades.
I clasp on to his sturdy thighs for support and rotate my hips, emancipating my wanton alter ego. Dom’s skilled fingers tweak my nipple and strum my clit, stimulating my nerve endings to astounding heights.
“Fuck her like she’s your enemy, Julian,” I say huskily, reveling in my kinky side.
The ferocity of his thrusts intensifies, and she unleashes a screeching cry.
“What’s in your fucking pussy, Pepper? It’s too damn good,” Dom whispers in my ear. “The most addictive I’ve ever had.”
“Shit, I’m about to come!” Julian bellows.
My core spasms, and a torrent of hot liquid streams from my opening. “Dom! It’s too much!”
A collection of grunts and shouts fill the room, producing an erotic melody. This is the best birthday present I’ve ever received.
I lift my heavy suitcase off the conveyor belt and apprehensively scan the airport, certain a pissed-off Dom would appear and drag me back to California. Assured the coast is clear, I head to the exit. Disobeying him wasn’t an easy decision, but I couldn’t miss this trip. My flight was booked a while ago, and Mia is more ecstatic about my twenty-first birthday than I am. I packed after he left for Lake Arrowhead yesterday evening. He called at midnight to wish me a happy birthday. Maintaining my composure during the conversation was a true test of my fortitude. My guilty conscience almost had me blurting my intentions. Hopefully, upon my return, his temper will have cooled. If not, well…
I push through the glass door. It’s a beautiful, mild day in Denver; a welcome break from the sweltering humidity of the Golden State.
“My little voyeur!” I smile hearing Mia’s familiar voice.
She races towards me and launches herself into my arms. We embrace each other tightly. I called her while waiting to board the plane and described in detail Dom’s birthday gift to me. Of course she asked a zillion questions and demanded to see the video, to which I said“There’s no way on God’s green earth I’ll ever let you watch it.”
