Heating up

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MANDY

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I squirmed, grasping at the comforter before pulling the short dark hair on the head between my legs.

"Oh, God."

I pulled him in, smothering him with my sex and he happily devoured me. My back arched. My body twitched each time the length of his tongue dragged across my clit. His fingers probed my insides, reaching deep but not as deep as I'd like. Not as deep as his cock could reach.

"Please," I begged him as I pried his face from my pussy. "I need you inside me."

Without a word, Billy crawled up onto the bed, his body hovering above mine. I watched him as he grabbed the base of his cock, positioning himself at my entrance. The anticipation was killing me. He rubbed his swollen head through the folds of my pussy, coating it with my juices, then-

I gasped, letting out a small squeal as the head pressed into my entrance. My hands clamped around his shoulders as he thrust forward, sliding the full length into me. The slight fuzz of his pubic hair tussled at my clit as our pelvises connected.

He waited for a moment then withdrew, leaving just the tip inside before pushing back into me.

"Oh," I moaned with each thrust. "Oh, oh, oh."

The slow and steady rhythm felt wonderful. I could feel every inch of him as he entered and exited my body. My hands wandered down his frame, admiring his toned chest, his muscular arms. My hands found his butt, squeezing it and pulling him tighter to me with each thrust.

"You are so sexy," Billy whispered in my ear. The hair on my shoulders stood at attention.

I love my husband, probably now more than ever. I was satisfied with him. Even when we decided to "swap" with Billy and Rene that one night, it wasn't out of a lack of satisfaction with Scott. It was simply out of curiosity and spontaneity. This time, the curiosity and spontaneity were gone. It was simply about having fun. Something different. And as much as I admired Scott and I know that he admired me, there was something thrilling about another man, especially one who was as cute and had such a smoking hot wife as Billy, finding me so sexy that he just had to have me. More than once.

"Oh, God, Billy," I moaned as Billy raised to his knees. He placed my feet on top of my shoulders, slipped his hands underneath my ass, and began thrusting hard.

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SCOTT

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The large, open bedroom filled with the loud sounds of a creaking bed, slapping skin, and rigorous moaning and grunting.

"OH!" Rene yelped as I squeezed her ass hard. Her lips formed the sound as she moaned it over and over while I pounded into her. I gripped her legs, pulling them to my chest, her feet trying to leverage a certain position on my shoulders. My own feet dug into the area rug at the side of the bed, using the friction to keep myself steady as I fucked her hard.

"OH! OH! OH!"

My vision darted between her breasts, bouncing hypnotically in rhythm with my powerful thrusts, and her face, twisted in pleasure, as I did my best to reach her deepest parts.

"OH! OH! OH!"

I grabbed her tits and squeezed, losing all control of the tiny bits of inhibition I had left. Rene's legs tensed up, her hands shot to my wrists and gripped tight. Her mouth opened wide in a silent scream as her body began to shake and shiver, her pussy clamping down on my cock, gripping it hard as I tried to push deeper and deeper into her.

My teeth clenched as I held on for dear life. I wasn't done. I didn't want this night to end yet.

Rene caught her breath then flashed me that wicked grin once more.

"Let me get on top."