First time with Carmine

The seatbelt symbol has barely been off for a minute before the two women have started getting rowdy with you. “Before we start making a mess of this lovely jet, I just want to ask, Carmine, why haven’t we fucked yet? We’ve been together for months.” Out of the corner of your eye you spy Leah extracting her panties from underneath her pencil skirt.

Carmine doesn’t say anything. Her fingers deftly begin to unbutton her blouse, revealing a pair of red lace covered breasts. Her chest rises and falls and her cheeks flush slightly. Even Carmine is getting into it, and she’s usually such a calm and rational presence…

Leah loosens your trousers and pulls down your boxers. Your protests fall on deaf ears as she fishes out your hardening member with a malicious grin. That look is replaced by shock as it reaches it’s full length, “Carmine, bitch, what did you do to his cock?”

Carmine cackles as her jacket is discarded onto the seats across from you. “I just gave him a few bonus inches.”

Leah’s hand rubs you up and down, “Bonus? This is a fucking footlong. You must have a pussy like a fucking hallway to want this shit.”

“Tight as the day I was born.”

Leah rolls her eyes and takes the enlarged tip into her warm, wet mouth. You run your hands through her curly hair and slowly begin to work it further and further down her throat. Carmine slips her hands behind her back and unclips her bra, throwing it onto the pile with the rest of her clothes. Aside from a pair of black tights and red panties, she’s completely naked. And to be honest those panties aren’t covering much at all. You can see the well shaved slit separated by the thin string of fabric.

There’s a burning question at the back of your mind, but it’s not about how you ended up in this situation with two supermodel women banging you in the back of a private jet. Rather, you wonder if Carmine’s breasts are real. You dare not ask. As a woman with as much a love for genetic and body modification as her, it wouldn’t be surprising that she did some work on herself to look as good as she does.

They’re supernaturally perky but have serious volume. These are not simple DD implants, because they’re much, much bigger. They’re pristine, with no marks or scars, and perfectly positioned nipples that stand out against the sunlight coming through the windows. They’re pushing a J cup, maybe a bit smaller. Carmine notices your gaze and presses her arms together. Her tits squish between her arms and make it all the more apparent how much you want to play with them all the time.

Carmine slides onto the seat next to you and pulls over one of your hands. You tweak her nipples and begin to play with her. Carmine moans erotically as you begin to massage and pinch the soft flesh.

Your hips lift off the seat as your first orgasm approaches. Leah pulls back so that she can experience the full taste of your cum. “Fuck, you know how to suck cock,” you groan as your let loose several thick ropes of semen. Leah swallows the load as if it were a matter of routine, opening her inviting mouth to show you that nothing remains.

Before you met Carmine that’d be the end of it – but the crazy bitch has gone completely overboard with making you a sex machine. The last time you tested it alone, it took you seven or eight orgasms to finally put the beast down. And even then, you were getting hard again a few hours later. It’s inconvenient. Just the way that she likes it.

“I don’t think I can take this thing,” Leah complains, “He’s going to bust my fucking cervix.”

That’s not something you hear in the bedroom every day, “You have such a way with words.” Carmine takes exception to the idea, pushing the curvy black bitch away from you and mounting your lap.

“Hm. Well, I think it’s about time you get to experience my pussy baby, since our friend seems to have lost her nerve.”

Leah picks herself back up off the floor, “Fuck you.” Carmine pays her no mind and slowly lowers her wide hips down onto you. The red string that once covered her pussy is pulled aside to reveal an inviting pair of dark lips. Carmine gasps and breathes through her teeth as your huge cock splits her open, she’s wet, but even that isn’t enough to make it an easy ride. It’s slow, agonizingly slow. You can feel the edges of her pussy as she struggles to fit it inside.

“Oh my god baby, you’re so fucking big!”

You put your hands on her ass and try to stop her from hurting herself, “Take it slow Carmine. We have all the time we want.”

“Ah! I’m fine baby, just leave it to me.”

Leah takes the opportunity to mock her, “Seems like you bit off more than you can chew Boss.” You lean in and suck on one of Carmine’s nipples. Your hands are all over her sexy body, her wonderful curves, huge tits, the small of her back and thick thighs. You do everything to make her feel as comfortable as possible.

Carmine braces herself by gripping the back of the seat and lowering herself even further. Finally after nearly two minutes of adjustment, the bottom of her legs meet the top of yours. “Holy shit! Maybe Leah is right…” she takes a deep breath, her eyes watering from what you can only guess is no small amount of pain. You rub her ass to try and calm her down. She wraps her arms around you and pulls you close, your nose filling with the scent of her perfume.

“Let me just get used to you baby, then we can really have some fun.” Your dick isn’t going down any time soon, so you give her some space so that she can enjoy it too.