Two Brown-Skinned Intelligent Beauties

Julia and Olivia were on separate chairs, both of them with hands out of sight between their legs. I smiled at my options, sat back down, and took a drink of water. In a calm voice, I said, “Julia.”

Julia rushed over, dropping her computer bag on the ground in front of us. Slipping her slacks off, she kicked them to the side and straddled me. Instead of kneeling, as Angela had done, Julia put her feet on either side of me and squatted down. One hand on my shoulder for leverage, her other hand remained hard at work rubbing her clit. After a few minutes of this, she stopped rubbing long enough to unbutton her blouse and lower a bra cup so that just one breast could be exposed. Pulling my head forward, she compelled me to take her breast into my mouth. Once she was satisfied that I understood what she wanted, her hand went back to work. Our whole encounter could not have lasted more than five minutes before she straightened up and sank all the way onto me. Grinding against me for a few seconds she whimpered loudly.

Pulling her breast from my lips, she grabbed my face and tilted it up until we were looking at each other. Eyes wide in shock, she whispered, “implant” and began trembling. Julia was already cumming. For a few seconds there was nothing but a feminine growl rising from her chest. Then her hips twitched and her pussy walls clenched. Another long growl and her hands were pressing tightly on my head. I reached up and cupped her exposed tit, tweaking the nipple. Julia squealed loudly at that and her convulsions renewed. A few seconds of stillness, and then another few twitches that I felt on my cock.

Julia abruptly climbed off me, stood up, dressed herself, and left without a word.

“Olivia,” I called without a break. She was dressed in her work outfit, a uniform of teal scrubs for her work as a dentist. Olivia stood beside the arm of the couch and bent over, lowering her pants just enough for her brown ass to be fully exposed. I rose and got behind her. She reached back and parted her lips for me to have easier access. I pushed forward and she sighed appreciatively. After some minutes of gentle thrusting, I started pounding her harder. Olivia pushed back with equal vigor. “OK, ready?” she asked.

“Ready for what?” I replied.

Olivia moved forward, taking my cock in her fingers as I exited. Then pointing my tip upwards, she scooted back until I was lining up with her rear entrance. I honestly had not expected, in giving these women their choice of sexual position, that one of them would choose this. But since I had already filled Olivia's pussy with seed, I had no reason or desire to object. All these thoughts passed through my mind as Olivia pushed back, taking me deeper and deeper into her ass. She groaned loudly, worrying me that someone might wake up before their time. A quick look at the clock told me it was only 6:30. Olivia's hole squeezed me so tight and so right that I worried I wouldn't be able to hold out. Thankfully, between her dream the night before and her time spent warming up as she waited her turn, Olivia was even more on edge than I was. As she pushed hard against me at a steady pace, she grabbed one of my hands that was rubbing her belly and pulled it down to her opening. I started rubbing around, teasing her clit and fingering her hole until I had some idea what she wanted.

Olivia sped up, whining a nasal sound. “Harder,” she whimpered. “Harder, please!” I stopped trying to let her set the pace and began thrusting like I was angry. The slap of my hips against her fleshy bottom was unmistakable to anyone who might hear.

Without warning, Olivia lifted her hands from the couch and twisted her upper body until she could get her arms around me, surprising me with her limber movements. Her lips sought mine and we kissed, our tongues fighting past each other and our breaths gasping past each others lips. As I snuck a hand under her shirt and gripped the outside of her bra. Olivia squeezed her thighs together, pinching my fingers that were still trying to work around her folds. She pulled her face away from mine and gave me a frightened look. “Condoms... or blowjobs,” she told me before sucking in a large breath. Trying to close her eyes, she only managed to squint as she tumbled into release. I felt the rush of fluid around my fingers and the warm squeezing of her ass on my cock. She raised a foot and stomped several times. Then, as she was calming down, she passionately kissed me again, all while rhythmically squeezing my cock.

“You wanna finish in my ass?” she asked. But her actions were beyond her control, she was compelled to follow my instructions to leave after cumming. So even as she invited me to finish in her rear passage, she was pulling up her pants and picking up her bags. I waved as she exited the door, then took my place back on the couch.