Fuck side-by-side

RIA

In a trance, I muttered, “I want–I want to watch you guys fuck.”

That was all Tracy needed to hear. She wrestled my husband down to the carpet and straddled his hips, lining him up with her entrance.

“You guys, too,” Shane whispered, looking up at me and Connor on the couch.

We took up position beside them–Connor on the carpet beside my husband, me hovering above his lap, shoulder-to-shoulder with Tracy. The men’s granite-hard cocks brushed against our juicing cunts, desperate to go in. It was torture.

Tracy looked me in the eye and whispered, “At the same time.”

I nodded, grasping her boyfriend’s hot erection. Despite everything that had happened, it still didn’t seem quite real…

And then, suddenly, it was.

“Aah!” Tracy gasped, lowering herself until the head of Shane’s penis disappeared inside her body. Holy shit, they were actually having sex! I immediately followed suit, luxuriating in the ecstasy as my slippery cunt lips stretched around the first blissful inch of Connor’s dick.

“Oh my god!” Shane moaned, watching us in utter disbelief. His fingers squeezed ferociously around his own lover’s sweet buttocks.

Tracy was gushing with desire. Her honey dribbled in rivulets down my husband’s shaft, soaking his pubic hair. With her whole body shaking uncontrollably, she finally relaxed and let herself drop, impaling herself with every inch of Shane’s beautiful, glistening cock.

Soon as he saw them go for it, Connor grabbed hold of my hips and pulled me down to him with a single, smooth motion. I felt every detail of his rigid cock as he entered me, my sensitive pussy gliding along every ridge and vein.

“Yessss…” Connor sighed. I closed my eyes, and for a moment I was content just to sit there and enjoy the fact that, once again, he was actually inside me.

Then I opened my eyes, withdrew as far as I could, and let myself enjoy the ride down his cock all over again. I reached down and squeezed the powerful muscles of Connor’s arms, groping everywhere on his body that I could reach.

To my right, Tracy let out a surprised shriek, and I twisted my head to see Shane strumming her clit with his thumb. He’d done that to me countless times before, and I knew exactly how amazing he could make it feel.

Lucky girl.

Tracy’s bosom heaved with exertion as she rode my husband like a woman possessed–big tits swinging wildly with every bounce.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!!!” she squealed.

My voluptuous friend fed Shane her breasts, the abundance of soft flesh enveloping his entire face. I found myself wondering whether Shane was even able to breathe.

Still riding Connor, I reached out and lovingly took Shane’s hand in mine, holding tight.

“I love you, Shane!” I moaned. He gripped my hand with white knuckles, about to explode inside my friend.

My own lover’s hips slammed up against me, rattling my teeth. Powerful hands encircled my throat, squeezing–dominating me utterly.

“I love you too, Connor!” I gasped.

Tracy lifted her boobs off of my husband and turned embrace me while the men fucked us. Our lips and tongues crashed together, and feminine fingers twisted my nipples.

“I love you too, Tracy!” I moaned.

“I love all of you!” she screamed in reply. “Ahh! Ahhhhh!!!!”

Her body shook in my arms, rocked to the core by a thrashing good come. Light-headed and limp as a noodle, she dropped to the floor, moaning. My husband’s cock slipped out of her, and I realized that, by some miracle, he still hadn’t climaxed.

While Tracy recovered, Shane rolled onto his side and watched wide-eyed as Connor pummeled my pussy just a few feet away.

“God that is so sexy,” he grinned. I reached over and stroked his cock–still wet with my friend’s juices...