The black leather interior smelled pleasant, but then again, it was a limousine. Before I could react, Dimitri made his way between my legs, and soon, our tongues were intertwined. "What are you doing?" I whimpered, and his hands unfastened my shorts. "Getting you ready for my wife," he answered. My cheeks flushed a deep red; luckily, it was dark back here, "Callista can do that herself." In reply, his lips left mine, and his tongue began to rub over my clit. "Dimitri!" I cried. The heat from his tongue made the situation even more exciting, eating me out before I fuck his wife. His tongue moved lower and lower till I felt the wetness enter my body. This man knew what he was doing. My legs wrapped around his shoulders as I arched back into the seat. "Fuck!" I cried. Two of his fingers pushed inside my mouth. I began a suction motion, slathering his fingers with my saliva as a moan escaped from my throat. They left my mouth in a rush and replaced his tongue inside of
"So, What exactly is it that makes you hot for the two of them?" Tanya pushed. "Look, I'm not sure myself," I replied. My hand fidgeted over the corkscrew before pulling it loose from the neck of the bottle. Mimosas was needed after last night. I tried acting as if I were bold enough and capable of doing it, and my inexperience ruined it. It was early morning when I awoke, and I left before they realized I was gone. I wasn't ready to face the embarrassment of last night. At the crack of dawn, I called Tanya to get me, and she was there. This woman is the closest thing I have to family. I can rely on her for anything and vice versa. We had just gotten back, and instantly, she started grilling me about the situation. "I know I enjoy it," I started as my hands poured the small amount of orange juice atop the champagne. "I can tell," she smirked, "I mean, look at you. The walk of shame never looked so hot." I glanced in the mirror aside to reveal one hell of a sight. My long h
"Hey, girl," Tanya whispered behind me before slapping me on the ass. "Hey to you," I smiled, "Thanks for closing up. Callista wanted to grab me a little early tonight." "Not a problem," she huffed, "You do it for me all the time. At least one of us is getting laid." "Shut up!" I laughed before whacking her with my towel. "Hey! Don't start something you're not ready to finish," she warned, seizing her towel in defense. "Okay, Okay, I give," I surrendered. "Be safe, beautiful!" she hollered after me as I exited the bar. I saw the black car sitting there awaiting my arrival. I made my strut over to nearly be halted by the sight of Dimitri exiting the backseat. He held the door open for me with a devious smile. "Where's Callista?" I asked. "She's waiting for us at the house with a present for you," he answered. His deep tones sent a shiver down my spine. I could feel my cheeks flush red, but luckily, it was so dark he couldn't see. He gestured for me to enter the c
I followed after Dimitri as we entered his home. I was unprepared for the sight that was before me. My whole body froze in shock. I pressed my lips together and tried to swallow, but my mouth was too dry. What the hell was going on? "Eric?" I was forced out. I tried my best to control my tone. My eyes went to Callista, who was wearing a red silk robe with nothing underneath. Her hair was all a mess, and her lipstick was smeared and stained around her mouth. I glanced at Eric, whom she was walking towards, to see red smeared all over his neck, cheek, and torso. Where was his shirt? His rock-hard abs were exposed, and his jeans were pulled up to his hips but remained unbuttoned and slightly falling. Her hands began caressing his bare body, and I felt a twinge of frustration form. "I thought it would be fun if we invited him," she seductively glanced back at me, "Don't worry, I took him for a test run. He's good to go." Annoyance and anger replaced my frustration. Callista is
I looked across the bartop to Eric. He looked exactly how he had the previous night when I looked at him. He did look delicious, but this coffee was more enticing. Callista and Dimitri were still asleep, and as soon as I awoke, so was Eric. He made both of us coffee as we sat there in silence. I didn't know what to do. This was different than when I was with Dimitri. Dimitri was easier. I could leave when I wanted, and there were no lingering emotions. I know Eric. I've known him for years. "How's the coffee?" he asked. Our eyes finally met, "Good." "So-" "How did you meet Callista?" I asked. He pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek before releasing a sigh, "She explained it yesterday. Did you want the full story?" A smirk formed at the corner of his mouth. He was enjoying this. I don't think so, not today. "Wouldn't hurt," I firmly replied, "I mean, I didn't realize we were fucking the same woman." His hand gripped his coffee cup to compose himself " I had
I don't know what led me to it. The promise of a cure for my hangover was more than enough to get me to call Callista. Before I knew it, we were at some fancy clothing store, and I was the only one trying on clothing. My mouth was watering from how terrible I felt. I keep fighting the urge to hurl as I continually change into clothes for her. The ones she likes, she nods. She waves off the ones she doesn't with her glass-held champagne hand. I finished my glass the instant I got back here. It's the only thing keeping me from throwing up. I looked myself up and down in the mirror. These dark jeans were nice. The underwear felt expensive against my body, too. That was the first place we stopped to shop. Once bought, she had me change. I'm her sex doll. I threw on a loose-fitted black deep v-neck before making my way out of the dressing room. I saw that her champagne glass was still full, the bottle in a golden bin of ice to keep it chilled. "Like what you see?" I asked. "Yes," s
He wasn't even out the door before Callista pounced on me. Her wine-soaked tongue rubbed against mine relentlessly. Was her husband not giving her what she needed? I wouldn't think that's the case. Perhaps it's the alcohol. I wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her to Bartop effortlessly. I shifted between her splayed legs, purchasing her underwear. "My, we're eager, aren't we?" she broke the silence. "Is this not what you want?" I seized her dress and ripped it up the center. Her eyes widened as she gazed down upon her exposed body. Her black lace bra fell over her shoulder as her dress fell farther down her arms. My hands searched her body with intent. I slid up her toned back to release the hook of her bra and latched onto her nipple. "Ugh!" Callista cried beneath me. Her skin was soft and tender against my lips. I licked the tip of her nipple and felt her hand clasp onto the nape of my neck. I propped myself above her with my right hand as I slid the other
It still didn't make sense to me. Someone should have told me they also met during Callista's and my meeting the past two days. She knew who Eric was to me, and he knew what Callista was to me. We haven't been close lately and talked less, but this was significant. I looked him in the eye and knew him long enough to know he was telling me the truth. "So all of this just to get to me?" I clarified. Eric gave a slight nod before running his hand through his hair. I finished my coffee, and he finally spoke for what seemed like an eternity. "I told you," he reminded, "Last time, I wanted it to be me to take your virginity. When I met Callista, she made an offer to let me join in on your "fun." I pressed my tongue to the inside of my cheek. This situation is annoying for various reasons, but I can enjoy it while he's here. Our eyes met. I could see his desire for me. What he wanted and needed was me. I honestly couldn't say the same thing, though. I do like the thought of having h