Chapter Fifteen
Daniel
Oh god, oh god, oh god.
It was official. He’d died and gone to heaven. Literal heaven, with the two most beautiful women he’d ever known at his fingertips.
Sliding from the bed, their Mommy slipped the thin straps of her bodysuit from her shoulders, a smile curving her glistening lips. “Lie down, baby boy. Our girl is going to ride you. But remember, no coming until Mommy says so.”
Okay, maybe he wasn’t dead yet. But he was definitely about to be.
Kylie wiggled off him and he slid down in the bed, his aching cock pointing straight at the ceiling. Stepping closer to the bed, Mommy grinned down at him as she shimmied out of the suit, her breasts swaying with the movement in a way that had his mouth literally watering.
Reaching for him, she cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze and he had to fight not to arch right up off the bed at her touch. “You have a gorgeous cock, babyboy. I bet it will look even prettier covered in our girl’s arousal. Climb on up, little dove. Mommy wants to watch you ride.”
Hunger flashed in his best friend’s eyes as she did as she was told, straddling his hips and lowering herself down with an aching slowness until she’d been impaled entirely on his cock. Pleasure, pure and so strong it had his vision going dark at the edges flooded his system as he gripped Kylie’s soft hips.
“That’s it, babygirl. Now roll your hips and ride our boy slowly. If he comes before Mommy says he’s allowed, you’re both getting your bottoms fucked tonight.”
Whimpering, Kylie rolled her hips with such devastating slowness Danny had to grit his teeth against the pleasure coursing through his veins.
Think of something else. Anything that’s not the way Kylie’s pussy is gripping your cock. Fuck.
Math problems. In Mommy’s class, they were supposed to be making spreadsheets to keep track of their monthly and yearly expenses for the fake businesses they were all “building” as part of her class. He fucking hated math, and he really,reallyfucking hated those spreadsheets.
And it did the trick. While he didn’t go soft, thinking about those evil spreadsheets took the edge off enough for him to actually enjoy the feel of Kylie moving on him.
“Where’d you go, babyboy?”
“Huh?” Forcing himself to focus, he looked up at his Mommy leaning over him, her fiery hair a curtain around her face. “I’m right here.”
“Physically, yes. But mentally you were a million miles away. Where were you?”
“Spreadsheet hell,” he confessed with a groan as Kylie’s inner walls spasmed around him. “Thinking about your class to, um, distract myself.”
Mommy’s smile turned wicked. “You don’t like my spreadsheets? I think that might be a spankable offense.”
“Then you’re going to have to spank me because I hate those fuc—freaking things.”
“Good catch, babyboy. And I’m so glad because Mommy has something much better than soap for your tongue right now.”
And then she was hovering over him, the scent of her pussy filling his nostrils as she lowered herself to sit fully on his face, his nose pushing up between her ass cheeks as she pressed her clit to his tongue.
“Oh, god, yes. Just like that,” she moaned when he moved his tongue experimentally, teasing the swollen bud.
He’d been wrong before.Nowhe was most certainly in heaven, with one gorgeous woman sitting on his cock and another sitting on his face. He didn’t even care that he could barely breathe—if he suffocated beneath her he would die the happiest Little boy in the whole fucking world.
But Mommy took pity on him, leaning forward just enough for him to drag air in through his nose as he continued feasting on her dripping pussy. Over and over she took him to the edge of what he thought he could handle, smothering him with her gorgeously curvy body until he was sure he was actually going to die before easing up again.
And all the while he used his tongue and his teeth to drive her crazy, her loud cries echoing around the room as she shuddered and writhed atop him. But just when he was certain she was right at the edge, she stopped.
“All right, little dove. Time to swap.”
Addison
Watching her Little girl’s bottom lip move into a pout, Addison swallowed a laugh. “But Mommy, I’m so close,” Kylie whined.
“I know, baby. That’s why we’re switching. But you’re not going to ride Danny’s face. Climb off and Mommy will tell you what to do next.”
