He mounts her

Hunter looked at Erica, letting his eyes roam over her and watching her bite her lower lip and take a deep breath. He reached down with one hand and stroked her bare foot, squeezing it gently and rubbing his thumb against her instep. She gave a little whimper, squirming in his grasp, her wide eyes fixed on his.

He took both her ankles in his strong hands, using them as leverage to turn her over, rolling her onto her belly. She looked at him, her eyes wanton and excited, and she writhed against the couch cushions, her sweater riding up to show off her rump and give him a glimpse of her glistening labia. She seemed to be oblivious to the presence of Jess and Lyndsey, but he sensed that their attention was fixed on the developing scene, and the thick ripe scent of arousal deepened in his nostrils.

Hunter stroked up her calves with one hand, feeling the pretty young woman shudder at his touch, arching her back and raising her ass like the bitch in heat she so clearly was. He felt a hand on his cock and glanced down to see Jess undoing his pants, reaching in to free his thickening cock, her hands stroking him.

"Mount her," Jess whispered. "She's so ready. We want to watch."

Erica whimpered as Hunter pulled his pants down and kicked them aside, her eyes fixed on his fat shaft. Her hands made little fists as she clutched at the cushions, her ass raising higher as she parted her thighs, her folds flowering and pink and inviting.

In an instant he'd stripped off his shirt and knelt behind her, grasping the cheeks of her rump and pulling them apart as he rubbed his throbbing cockhead between her drenched folds. She moaned deeply, pressing her head against the cushions and raising her ass higher, whining in need.

With a growl he mounted her, filling her balls deep with a long remorseless thrust that made her arch her neck and toss her hair as she gave and deep and feral groan.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh Yessssssss! Ohhhhhhhh Fuck Yesssssss!" she moaned as he started to fuck her, pumping his shaft into her quivering body with long steady strokes. She writhed back against him, twisting her hips as he impaled her, her fists tight in the fabric of the cushions, her face flushed and excited.

Hunter grunted with each thrust, slowly increasing the pace of fucking as he fondled her satin skin. He felt an urge to have her naked, and with that thought he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back, raising her body until she was on her knees. She squeaked when he stripped the sweater off her, casting it aside then catching her ripe tits in his hands and fondling them roughly as he fucked her harder.

"Oh Yes! Pull My Hair! Pull My Titties! Oh Yes! Take Me! Oh Take Me!" she groaned, bucking as he hammered his cock into her, her face slack and stupid with lust as she leaned back against him. He devoured her hot mouth, feeling her trembling lips and flickering tongue and as he tasted her. She gave a whimpered squeal into his mouth, her body shuddering as her orgasm began, and she reached back to tangle her fingers in his hair.

Hunter felt savage and powerful, wanting to dominate her, knowing that he was going to take all three women before the night was through. He wrapped one strong hand around Erica's throat, squeezing gently as he fucked her harder, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. He could hear Jess and Lyndsey moaning softly, and sparing a glance over his shoulder he saw that they had stripped and were cuddled together on the couch, kissing and fondling each other. Lyndsey caught his eye and gave him a sultry grin as she fingered his wife, her eyes flickering between him and Erica's impaled body.

"Oh Fuck I can't believe this!" Erica moaned. "You're fucking me so hard! So very Hard! Oh Yes You're making me Come! Again! and Again! Oh Fuck! That Feels So Good! Oh Fuck I'm Coming So Hard!" She squealed and bucked, her body shuddering and frantic as spasms rippled through her, her mind oblivious to anything except the sexual bliss that consumed her.