The Couple.

It starts with a late night call.  Will you see us? Why not? It’s been a while.  Come.

It’s always about the balance of power.  My house.  My rules.  There are no rules.  Let’s see where the energy takes us.  I read it when they come through the door.  A little drunk a little high a little shy.  I got this.

He is in the middle.  He is a good looking man with a smile that could light up the sun.  She is looking to him for guidance.  He has been wanting to watch his woman with another woman for the longest time.  She doesn’t know yet what she is about to experience.

The cock is the centre of attention for both women.  That is the familiar.  Watching her man being expertly deep throated by another woman is not familiar.  The whore is only interested in pleasure.  Before long the whore pounces.  Kiss me baby.

There is a softness when it comes to kissing another woman.  An acceptance of pressure.  The tongue starts exploring energy.  The energy started in the toes before reaching the cunt the nipples the air in her throat.  Two women with sexual energy is a sight to behold.  He is so hard he can barely stand it.

The whore is between her legs now.  Her face is wet.  Her tongue is soft.  Her eyes are locked with his.  He wants in.  He wants something.  They have everything they need.  She lays on top of the woman while he pushes his cock into her from behind.  Laying underneath the pile of flesh she feels the weight – she feels the whore writhing with her mans cock pushing ever higher inside.

It is a mouthful of sin.  But as delicious as you might imagine.  Again.  Soon.