Let her Run the Show

Adam’s breath hitched, tension crackling between them like a live wire. Sara moved a bit, but Adam kept her head still with his firm, comforting grasp.

Holly stepped forward, the sly smirk never leaving her lips, eyes blazing with fierce sensuality. “I’m serious,” she purred. “If you think this is just a game, you’re wrong. I want to see how far you’re willing to go.”

Sara paused, her mouth still warm against Adam’s skin, eyes flickering up to Holly before continuing to worship Adam’s cock.

Then Holly reached out, tracing a finger along Adam’s jawline as she tenderly brushed Sara’s head. “Show me,” she whispered, “that this isn’t just about lust. Show me that we all want this... all of it.”

Adam was dazed. It was getting hard to breathe, Sara hadn’t stopped one bit, and his surroundings seemed to blur with disorienting flood of endorphins.

Holly knelt behind Sara, grabbing her hair and roughly pulled her head off of her husband’s throbbing erection with a wet pop. “Just think of how tight her young cunt is going to feel, stretched around that thick cock of yours.”

Adam couldn’t believe his eyes when Holly pulled Sara close for a fiery, spit-soaked kiss. Just watching made Adam’s rock hard cock jump for attention.

The girls giggled as they broke their kiss. Sara smiled at Holly as their hands interlaced around Adam’s swollen cock, as they slowly stood, leading him to the bedroom.

Sara turned and lay on the bed, playing with herself. “Be a good wife and get your hubby naked for me,” Sara ordered.

Holly flushed, her heart racing. This was far more intense than she’d imagined in her hotel room, where she’d hatched her erotic plan. Her hands trembled with excitement as she undressed her husband for his new mistress. It was hard to resist completely devouring him, but she made do with a brief nibble on his ear and a brush across his broad chest.

Adam gazed at his wife, half confused, half vexed. “I fucking love you,” he whispered.

Holly answered with a frenzied kiss, her plump chest pressing hard against his rigid frame. “I love you,” she breathed into his open mouth. “Now prove it and make that girl cum for me baby.” Holly slapped her husband’s ass for emphasis as he straddled the blonde girl on their marital bed.

“Hey,” Adam whispered as he hovered above Sara’s delicate, naked body.

“Hey,” Sara gasped, biting her lip and flushing as Adam’s massive erection rested teasingly across her clit. She pulled him close, her lips pressing against his with desperation. Dazed, Adam felt a strange detachment, like watching a movie of his own life, a dreamy, unreal experience.

The sight of their kiss was enough to bring Holly to the brink of orgasm. She couldn’t believe how masculine and powerful her husband looked, and already, she was wetter than she’d ever been. More than anything, she wanted to watch him enter Sara.

Holly enthusiastically ran up to the bed. She gently caressed the back of Adam’s head, as if to make sure he was real. He welcomed her, switching the target of his kisses to his wife as Sara looked on with longing. Holly’s eyes closed as she reflected on the beauty of the moment. Her heart swelling with need. “Make her cum for me baby.” Holly breathed as she reached between them and took hold of her husband’s girthy erection, guiding him closer to Sara’s wet young folds, teasing her clit with the thick head of his cock.

Sara let out a moan and squirmed as the relentless stimulation continued. “Can I ride you?” she whimpered as she stared at Holly.