First off, this is real AF!
If you follow me on Twitter/X, you’ve probably seen me mention that I was going to write this story for you, my reader, and guess what? I’m doing it right now.
Let’s do a quick check-in. How are you doing? How sexy are you feeling? Can you grab a glass of something that will make you feel even sexier? It could be anything: red wine, champagne, liquor, cum, whatever you like.
Sip on it and enjoy this story!
How did it all come about?
Let’s start with my friend, A, and him, B.
A is a very bad girl. She’s crazy and naughty in all the right ways. That’s why I love her so much. We’re so alike, so close, and we share everything, including our desires. When she started finding B attractive, I had to hear all about it.
I couldn’t say no to hearing her fantasies, her voice dripping with excitement as she described how she wanted him. How she imagined his hands exploring every inch of her skin, his breath hot against her neck. She told me everything in vivid detail, leaving nothing to the imagination. I listened, secretly turned on by her confessions, the images burning into my mind.
Let’s fast forward to some time after they’d started fucking, the day I decided to put this surprise visit together.
Feel free to call me the erotic master-planner.
I’d been at my baby’s with her and I’d been getting some. Like, a lot! We spent those days tangled in each other, the kind of connection that left my body buzzing, long after the trip was over. The sex was intense, raw, and constant. Every touch, every kiss felt like it could set me on fire.
When we got back home, the passion didn’t stop. I was in a state of bliss, soaking up all the intimacy we shared, with A around to hear all about it.
Unlike me, she hadn’t been getting any. She’d only used her favorite toy, the rose I got her for her birthday. It kept her satisfied for a while, but it wasn’t the same. She craved more. She needed dick.
A woman like her, naughty and insatiable, could only go so long before she needed a dick inside her, and she was vocal about it.
She hadn’t gotten dick that weekend, and a new week had began. Her hunger was growing stronger. What was she to do?
B seemed to enjoy starving her. He is such a tease, OMG! He knew how much she wanted him. He knew how he drove her crazy, but he liked to not give her too much.
He knew exactly how she would practically melt at the thought of him inside her, and he used that to drive her absolutely wild. He was a master at keeping her on edge, loved teasing her, making her wait, pulling away just when she was ready to give in. I couldn’t understand why he tortured her like that, but one thing was clear: A was going crazy for him, and I was about to make sure she got exactly what she needed.
That’s when I hatched the plan. I decided it was time to help my friend out. She needed a surprise, something wild and unforgettable, something that would push her right over the edge. And honestly, I was dying to see it happen.
I had him on my Snap, so I sent him a voice note.
I told him she’d been so horny, missing him like crazy, and that she had no idea I was texting him. I casually mentioned that I wanted to plan for him to come over to her place while I was there, so I could watch them fuck. I’d been wanting to experience that for so long because I’d heard a lot of fun stories about how good and intense their sexual encounters were. I’d seen streaks too, and I needed to see it happen in real life.
I added that she didn’t need to know about any of it. It had to be a surprise, something with a very, very erotic ending that would leave us all breathless.
Let me tell you one of the reasons why I have so much love for B.
He was so down when he listened to the voice note. He is such a bad boy, the right kind, I mean. He didn’t say no to my suggestion and it made me so happy. He asked when, and I was so quick to suggest Sunday evening. That’s when I’d be free, and I’d already be at her place, so it’d be the perfect setup.
The initial plan wasn’t a threesome. It was supposed to be him visiting while I was around. I planned to casually tell her I had a friend stopping by. He’d show up, and knowing how much she wanted him, she’d lose it. I could already picture it, her eyes lighting up, that instant rush of excitement as she’d want to devour him the second he walked through the door.
How did it become a threesome instead of a voyeurism session involving me watching A and B fuck?
That Friday night, A and I were out with some of our girlfriends, and we had an amazing time. When Saturday dawn rolled around, we were three in the car, all headed in the same direction.
A and I were going to her place, and C was supposed to get dropped off at hers. But since she lived close by and was such a vibe, we asked if she wanted to come to A’s with us. She didn’t mind, so we all went together.
When we arrived at A’s place, instead of winding down, we were so hyped up.
My baby had texted me, horny and wanting to see me, and there was no way I was saying no to him. I told the girls, casually asking if they wanted to tag along. I planned to leave them in the living room while I disappeared to take care of him.
It took a while to get a ride, but once it came, I’d freshened up, and we set off to his place.
In like 17 minutes, we were there.
He opened the door, and I didn’t waste any time. I went straight to him, ready to give him exactly what he needed while the girls stayed behind in the living room.
That must’ve been when A and C started feeling each other out because, up until then, it had been strictly platonic. We spent the whole day at his place, and I couldn’t help but notice A and C catching a different kind of vibe.
At one point, when I returned to the living room, I saw C lying in A’s arms on the sofa.
C is petite, slim but curvy, with perfect tits, Rihanna’s Unapologetic album cover type. She has the kind of body that makes you want to throw her over the bed and fuck her senseless.
She’s the type you want to carry around, positioning her however you like.
A, on the other hand, was the total opposite of C but just as irresistible. Thick, curvy, with hips that made heads turn and tits that practically begged to be touched. She had this confident, sultry energy that drew people in without even trying.
As I watched them together on the couch, the contrast between them was intoxicating. C’s petite frame fit so perfectly into A’s embrace, her small, perky breasts resting against A’s much larger, fuller chest. A had her arms wrapped around C, holding her close, their bodies almost melting into one another as they exchanged glances and soft smiles that said more than words ever could.
Watching A and C catch a sultry vibe made me certain they would want to devour each other. The sexual chemistry between them was palpable, and I couldn’t help but wonder if adding B to the mix would make sense.
That day, C had been talking about how horny she’d been and how she needed dick.
I suggested to her and A to fuck because it was clear they wanted each other. They didn’t rubbish the suggestion and I smiled. Then I teased, ‘I wish I could find you someone with good dick to fuck too.’
That’s when I dropped B’s name, painting him as a cool guy who might just be perfect for them, especially since A was so into him. I suggested C might want to ride him, and her intrigued smile spoke volumes. “Why not?” she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. I was simply toying with the idea, but the wheels were turning in my mind about how to incorporate C into the surprise visit I was planning with B.
My imagination ran wild, filled with steamy fantasies of watching them lose themselves in a passionate threesome. C, with her naughty side, was all for it. I had described B to her in the most tantalizing way, detailing how A and B shared the most mind-blowing sexual experiences, and A was there to confirm every word I spoke. C seemed intrigued and said she wouldn’t mind giving it a shot.
In their minds, they were already envisioning a future where they could indulge in a wild threesome with B, and the thought of it thrilled them. They talked about how exhilarating it would be if it ever happened, their excitement palpable, their desires bubbling just beneath the surface. Little did they know, my plan was to make that fantasy come true the very next day. HAHAHAHAHA!
Eventually, C had to leave, as she had somewhere else to be, and soon after, A took her leave as well, both unaware of the erotic adventure that awaited them.
That evening, I checked in with B to ask about the surprise visit and our sexy plan. I mentioned to him that I was hanging with A earlier and she’d been catching a very sexy vibe with a friend of ours and I think adding her to the mix would make so much sense and it would be so fun.
Initially, he wasn’t exactly thrilled about the idea.
We needed to decide how the surprise visit would unfold, but when I brought up the idea of C joining us and the thought of all of us indulging in each other at her place, he seemed hesitant. He appeared to have his own reservations about being hosted at a woman’s home and even suggested we find a place of our own, like an Airbnb or a hotel.
Why are some men like that? What’s the reasoning behind not wanting to be hosted at a woman’s place?
Anyway, I didn’t like that idea because I love A’s place and I thought if he came there, he would love it too. B also didn’t sound excited when I mentioned C. Maybe me watching was already a lot for him; now I was introducing the idea of another woman into the mix.
It felt like the whole plan might slip away.
I said, “How about you come hang out with us, and we’ll see how things unfold? No pressure.”
C was supposed to be hanging with A that Sunday, and I planned to spend the night there, too. So, if the surprise visit was going to happen, B would come to A’s place and meet all three of us, unless he was backing out entirely.
When the call ended, I felt uncertain about whether it would actually happen.
Let’s fast-forward to the juicy part:
The night of the surprise visit.
I had work that evening and planned to hit B up as soon as I wrapped up my show and was heading to A’s. I did exactly that, messaging him to bring along a bottle of tequila and all the essentials we’d need for a wild night.
I arrived at A’s place in about 50 minutes. Halfway there, I made sure to update B, sending him a screenshot of my Google Maps. He quickly replied that he was on his way too.
When I walked into A’s apartment, I was greeted by the sultry sight of C already there, wearing nothing but a tiny thong that accentuated her curves. A was equally enticing in a sexy black lingerie set, a sheer netted dress with delicate straps that clung to her body, exposing a generous portion of her cleavage and falling teasingly beneath her butt. She was naked underneath. The two of them looked absolutely ravishing, and the chemistry between them was undeniable as they seemed to grow more comfortable and daring with each passing moment.
“What have you girls been up to?” I asked, my voice dripping with curiosity.
It wasn’t long before B called to say he had arrived. I slipped outside to take the call, glancing back at the two gorgeous women, knowing they had no idea what was about to unfold. My heart raced with anticipation..
I went downstairs to meet B, and I walked with him upstairs to A’s porch. He positioned himself a bit farther away from me and I slightly opened the door to the kitchen, where I knew A and C were lingering.
I couldn’t quite tell what they were up to, but they looked so sexy.
With a playful smile, I asked, “Do you girls wanna come out?”
Confusion flickered across their faces. I swung the door wide open and A screamed. Her scream pierced the air, echoing B’s name as she exclaimed, “Ami, is this what you’ve been planning?”
Her eyes were wide with a mix of shock and excitement. “Oh my God, you’re really here!”
Her surprise was palpable. She rushed toward B, wrapping her arms around him in a fervent embrace, their lips crashing together in a passionate kiss.
I said out loud,
“You didn’t really think I’d let you go another night without some real action, did you?”
A sly grin spread across my face.
C giggled, her eyes sparkling with delight, asking, “What’s happening?”
A excitedly introduced C to B and she instantly knew he was the one we’d told her about the day before. B pulled C into a warm hug. With A on the side, it was such a lovely sight, seeing all three of them together. I knew I was going to have a fun night watching them have their fun.
Seeing A’s joy at B’s arrival filled me with excitement. C was also excited.
The way A and C looked, barely dressed and their bodies nearly bare, set the perfect tone for what was to unfold later that night. B was also looking casual yet alluring in a black t-shirt and jeans that hugged him perfectly.
We all walked into the living area, and A put on her “good host” cap with an alluring flair. She glided into the kitchen to grab sweet red wine, glasses, and a few other things. C trailed behind her with a playful grin, ready to lend a hand,
B got comfortable. He peeled off his shirt, revealing a snug black tank top that highlighted the contours of his fit frame.
From the kitchen, I could hear A and C chatting softly, their giggles light and full of anticipation. C teased, “You really weren’t kidding about tonight, were you?”
I giggled,
“We are gonna have a very fun night.”
Reader, that’s one night I’ll never forget. Every moment played out so perfectly, it felt like a scene straight out of a steamy movie, full of heat, tension, and just the right amount of chaos.
How did things unfold?
A and C reappeared, A carrying the bottle of wine and a wine glass, and C holding three wine glasses. Their movements were graceful, as if they knew that every step they took heightened the tension in the room. Every glance, every sway of their hips felt purposeful, setting the perfect vibe for what was to come.
We made our way to the bedroom.
I was still in my work outfit, a long red dress that fell just below my knees, hugging my curves just right. But it wasn’t what I wanted to wear for the kind of night I had in mind. I slipped into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind me, already feeling the thrill of what was coming.
I let the dress slide off me and pool on the floor before stepping into a light green romper that hugged me in all the right places. The thin straps barely clung to my shoulders, teasing the top of my breasts, while the hem flirted just above my butt, showing off just enough to keep things interesting. It was playful and sexy.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and a rush of confidence hit me. The romper fit like a second skin and I looked every bit as good as I felt.
With a final glance, I opened the door and stepped back into the room.
The second I walked in, I could feel it. A thick tension hung in the air, like electricity waiting to snap.
All three of them were on the bed, talking in low voices, the kind of conversation that felt laced with anticipation. B was lying between A and C, looking way too comfortable. A’s hand rested casually on his thigh, her fingers tracing lazy circles, while C leaned in closer, her soft laugh filling the space between them. The chemistry between the three of them was almost tangible, and it made my pulse quicken.
I asked,
“Can we go to the living room?”
Their eyes flickered with excitement, glancing at each other like they were all in on the same delicious secret.
No one argued. They got up and headed to the living room. They were just as ready as I was to explore every inch of the night and each other.
As the master planner, and let’s not forget, a certified sex coach who knows exactly what it takes to create a sexy night, I connected my phone to the Bluetooth speaker and began to play the songs from my sex playlist, each one more enticing than the last. The sultry melodies filled the air, setting the perfect mood for what was to come.
It awakened our senses and fueled our desires.
B brought a bottle of tequila and I eagerly grabbed it, getting everyone to “drive the boat,” excluding him. With my right hand wrapped around the neck of the bottle and my left guiding their head to stay down, I poured the tequila down the girls’ throats, starting with A and then moving on to C. I drove the boat too.
A had given each of us a wine glass, beautifully colored from stem to base, unlike the clear, transparent cup that was set aside. Mine had a striking red stem and base, while the others were a vibrant yellow.
Okay, let’s move on.
I suggested we play card games, specifically my SAS (Sex and Sanity) “TAKE A SHOT IF” drinking game.
The rules are simple: read what’s on the card, and everyone who has done it before takes a shot.
The first card read, “Take a shot if you’ve ever watched lesbian porn.” We all downed our shots, laughter mingling with the intoxicating buzz of the tequila.
The next card instructed, “Take a shot if you’ve ever fantasized about someone else while fucking.” We all drank again, our eyes dancing with mischief.
The third card revealed, “Take a shot if you’ve ever made yourself cum.” We all took another shot, the heat in the room escalating.
Then came the next one: “Take a shot if you’ve ever made a girl squirt.”
I drank and so did A, a knowing smile crossing my face as I recalled my own experience during a threesome years ago. B nodded, a hint of pride glimmering in his eyes, indicating he had shared the same pleasure.
The events that would unfold later that night promised to be all the proof I needed.
The tequila buzz was kicking in, loosening our bodies and inhibitions. Each card we pulled from the deck felt like a playful nudge, edging us closer to the inevitable.
Moments later, we decided to stop playing the TAKE A SHOT IF game. We’d drank enough Tequila.
I grabbed my wine and sat down and got comfortable.
We all sprawled out on A’s L-shaped sofa, sinking into the kind of easy intimacy that felt effortless and electric. B lounged comfortably in the corner, his left arm draped lazily along the backrest, exuding that cool, laid-back energy. His dark eyes were fixed on C, who sat beside him in nothing but her tiny thong. The way her bare thigh pressed lightly against his made the tension between them palpable.
A was on C’s other side, her sheer, netted lingerie clinging to her curves, the fabric teasing every inch of her soft skin. A’s fingers traced lazy circles along C’s leg, slow and deliberate, as if testing just how much she could make her squirm.
From where I sat at the base of the L-shaped sofa, I could see it all unfold. B’s hand drifted to C’s thigh, brushing higher and higher, his touch feather-light but filled with promise.
C leaned toward him, her lips parting slightly as their eyes locked.
B tilted his head and without a word, he kissed her.
The kiss started slow, like they were testing the waters, but that didn’t last long. C leaned into him, her body pressing tight against his, her hand sliding up his chest.
Her fingers curled into his tank top like she couldn’t get enough.
B let out a low groan against her lips, his hand sliding higher along her thigh, his thumb brushing the edge of her thong, teasing her just enough to make her shiver.
Their mouths moved together effortlessly, like they were made for this. His tongue slipped against hers, deepening the kiss with every second. Every flick and swirl turned up the heat between them.
C let out a soft moan, shifting her hips subtly, pressing herself closer to him. B’s free hand slid up to her neck, his fingers curling gently around the base of it as he pulled her in tighter. Their kiss was hungry now, filled with want, their breathing ragged between each desperate meeting of lips and tongues.
A watched them closely, her hand still resting on C’s thigh, her fingers now teasing the waistband of her thong.
B finally pulled back. He was breathing heavily. His eyes flickered with something darker, a look of pure need.
C, looking just as dazed, turned toward A, her body humming with anticipation.
A didn’t waste a second. She leaned in and captured C’s lips in a kiss that was softer but no less intense. C melted into her, one hand sliding up A’s side, fingers grazing the sheer fabric of her lingerie. A deepened the kiss, her hand slipping around C’s waist, drawing her closer until their bodies were pressed together, soft curves and warm skin blending perfectly.
B watched them with dark, hungry eyes. But this time, his focus shifted to A, whose body squirmed slightly in anticipation. His hand slid from C’s thigh to A’s, his fingertips brushing slow, teasing strokes along her inner leg.
A gasped softly into C’s mouth as B’s touch traveled higher, tracing lazy circles over her skin. When his fingers reached the edge of her lingerie, he slid them underneath, finding her already wet.
A whimpered, her hips twitching slightly as his fingers found her clit. B grinned against the side of her neck, slowly rubbing circles over the sensitive nub. Each stroke made her body quiver, her moans blending with the soft sound of kisses exchanged between her and C.
B slipped a finger inside her lady hole, moving slowly at first, savoring the way A clenched around him. Her breath hitched, her back arching as he added another finger, thrusting in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
“Oh my…” A gasped, her voice breathless and trembling. Her hips rocked against his hand, seeking more as waves of pleasure rippled through her.
B’s thumb pressed against her clit, circling with perfect pressure, sending sparks through her nerves. A’s nails dug into C’s waist. Her body tightened with every flick and curl of B’s fingers inside her.
“Don’t stop,” A whimpered, her voice high and needy.
B didn’t. He dove his fingers deeper, curling them inside her just right, coaxing her closer to the edge. A moaned louder, her body trembling uncontrollably as the pleasure crashed over her like a tidal wave.
Her orgasm hit her hard, a shuddering cry spilling from her lips as she arched off the sofa.
“Oh, fuck!” she moaned, laughing breathlessly as the aftershocks rippled through her.
I leaned forward, unable to resist asking, “Did you just cum?”
A, still panting, nodded with a bright, mischievous smile.
“Yeah,” she admitted, her voice soft and a little breathless.
B brushed his hand through her dark-golden braids as A cuddled into him, looking adorably content. “I’ve really missed you,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around him in a soft, intimate hug.
I was so impressed. It was a very beautiful sight to behold. They were making me very horny.
“Should we go to the bedroom?” A asked, her voice low and full of suggestion.
I nodded slowly, my gaze flicking between the three of them. “Yeah, let’s go to the bedroom, so you guys can be more comfortable.”
Before any of them could move, B sat up, a playful grin curling at the corner of his mouth.
He shook his head.
“Not yet. Let’s play a game or something,” he murmured, his tone low and teasing, as if savoring the tension between them.
I laughed softly, realizing the night might have been moving too fast for him, or maybe he just wanted to draw it out longer. “Alright,” I said with a grin. “How about ludo?”
C giggled, her body still pressed against B, her hand not leaving his thigh. “Ludo?” she echoed, amusement dancing in her voice, her eyes still filled with desire.
I responded,
“Yeah, if you play six, you have to take a shot.”
B: “That should be fun.”
A pulled out the ludo board and dice, setting it on the floor with a sly grin that said she was ready for some chaos.
B, C, and I sat comfortably on the floor around the ludo board. A slipped off to the kitchen and returned with a big bowl of ice cream and four spoons. She handed each of us a spoon before settling on the floor with us. Without missing a beat, we dug in, the cold sweetness melting on our tongues as we dived into the game.
When it comes to ludo, I don’t mess around. I’m strict and wicked with it. Every rule stands: home kick, back kick, the chopping rule, all of it. If you’re playing with me, you better come correct and follow every rule, or you’ll feel the heat. And you’re not allowed to take it personally. It’s not that deep.
We played for a while, eating the ice cream between turns.
As we laughed and teased each other, I noticed the little glances they exchanged, how A’s hand would brush against C’s thigh and how B’s eyes lingered on both of them, trailing from one to the other with unspoken intent.
The game went on until they started losing focus, their attention shifting back to each other, tired of moving pieces across the board. A stretched and stood up, gathering the half-finished ice cream. She carried it back to the kitchen, leaving me and C exchanging knowing glances.
We drifted back to the sofa, sinking into the cushions again, the music still playing in the background. The game may have ended, but the tension in the room didn’t go anywhere. It was thicker now.
I sat back at my spot at the base of the L-shaped sofa, wine in hand, watching as the energy between them shifted from playful to downright electric. B leaned into the corner of the sofa, spreading his legs slightly, exuding that effortless confidence that made it impossible not to look at him.
C, fully caught in the tension between them, shifted sideways on the sofa, her back sinking into the cushions as she slid close to B’s left. She leaned down toward his lap, her body curling naturally, every movement deliberate and teasing.
Her fingers danced slowly up his legs, tracing light paths along his thighs. Each touch sent a shiver through him.
B let out a low groan as C’s fingers traced along the growing bulge in his jeans.
With a sly smile, she undid his zipper and freed him with effortless ease.
Her lips parted slightly as her eyes drifted down to his dick, lingering there for a moment before meeting his gaze. The look she gave him, half temptation and half wicked intent, made it clear that she wasn’t in any rush. She was going to take her time, savoring every inch of what was about to unfold.
His dick was standing upright and she flicked her tongue over the tip, tasting him for the first time.
B exhaled a deep, shuddering moan as she wrapped her lips around his dick, taking him inch by inch into her warm mouth.
His head fell back against the sofa, and his hand found its way into her hair, guiding her gently. She began to work him with slow, deliberate strokes. Her tongue swirled around him with every movement, teasing and savoring him as if she had all the time in the world.
C’s rhythm was unhurried but intentional, her mouth sliding up and down his shaft in perfect, wet strokes that made him groan with every pass. The weight of his dick in her mouth seemed to excite her more, her hand pumping the base in sync with her lips, drawing deeper moans from his chest.
B’s fingers tightened in her hair, his breathing ragged, as she sucked him deeper, her tongue flicking along the underside of his shaft, sending jolts of pleasure through him.
Every swirl, every flick of her tongue was precise and confident, and B’s body responded with helpless groans, his hips shifting involuntarily, pressing himself further into the heat of her mouth.
A watched them with hungry eyes, biting her lip as she knelt beside C. She slid a hand down C’s back, fingers trailing over the curve of her ass before slipping between her legs.
A was on her knees.
C moaned softly around B’s dick as A’s fingers found her vulva through the thin fabric of her thong, teasing her folds with slow, maddening strokes.
The sounds of B’s soft groans and C’s muffled moans filled the room, blending perfectly with the hum of the music in the background.
A tugged at C’s thong, sliding it off and tossing it aside before lowering her head between C’s thighs. C gasped as A’s tongue found her clit, the pleasure making her hips rock forward while she sucked B deeper into her mouth.
B’s hand slid into C’s hair, guiding her movements as she took him deeper, her lips and tongue working him in perfect rhythm.
A moaned softly against C’s wetness, her tongue working slowly, deliberately, as if savoring every taste. She flicked and teased along C’s folds, swirling her tongue in slow circles before dragging it upward, brushing over her clit with maddening precision.
C gasped around B’s dick, her body trembling, hips rocking forward to meet A’s mouth as she melted into the pleasure.
A’s tongue explored every inch, switching between soft, teasing licks and firmer strokes that made C whimper, her hands gripping B’s thighs for balance.
B groaned as C’s moans vibrated against his shaft, driving him further into the heat of her mouth.
But B wasn’t about to let her stay in control for too long. His fingers curled deeper into her hair as he gently pulled C off his dick with a low growl of pleasure, guiding her back with a tenderness that made her look up at him.
He stood, his dick still thick and hard, and knelt beside A between C’s open thighs. The heat in his gaze matched A’s hunger.
A paused, her tongue flicking one last time over C’s clit, drawing a shiver from her, before turning to B.
Their eyes were locked for just a moment and the connection between them was electric.
A leaned in and kissed B deeply.
Their mouths collided in a kiss that was both messy and perfect, their tongues tangling as the taste of C lingered between them. They let their hands explore each other, A’s fingers curling around B’s neck while his hand slid firmly to her waist, each touch feeling too good to stop.
Then, they broke the kiss.
Without saying a word, they both turned their attention back to C, who was relaxed on her back on the sofa, her thighs spread wide, her chest rising and falling with every ragged breath.
A and B exchanged a quick glance, the silent agreement between them was clear.
They moved together, mouths meeting at C’s vulva. Their tongues swirled in perfect harmony. A sucked lightly on C’s clit, while B teased along her entrance, dipping his tongue inside before sliding it upward to meet A’s. The two of them kissed there, lips brushing as their tongues danced together, wet and insistent, devouring every inch of her.
C moaned loudly, her head falling back against the cushions, her hands gripping the sofa as waves of pleasure rolled through her.
The way A and B worked her together was intoxicating, each lick and kiss driving her closer to the edge. Their mouths moved in sync.
B flicked his tongue over C’s clit while A tongue-fucked her lady hole. Their lips kept meeting in the most delicious way as they ate her out.
Their tongues slid together, slick and warm, tasting each other as much as they tasted her. Every brush of their lips sent sparks through all three of them, a perfect rhythm that left C gasping, her thighs trembling as she rocked against their mouths.
A let out a soft moan as B’s tongue flicked over her own, their mouths still working C in unison, lost in the shared heat of the moment. Their lips brushed again, slick and hungry, and neither of them pulled away.
If anything, it only made them dive deeper, tongues teasing C until her whole body arched off the sofa, every nerve on fire.
C cried out. Her orgasm hit her hard. The waves of pleasure crashed over her as A and B’s mouths stayed on her, riding the peak with her, not letting up for a second.
Her body shuddered uncontrollably, her thighs clamping around their heads, but A and B kept going, dragging every last bit of pleasure from her until she collapsed against the cushions, breathless and trembling.
They finally pulled back and with their lips wet, they looked at each other with a shared, satisfied grin.
A leaned in for another kiss, her lips brushing softly against B’s, tasting C’s release on both of them. C watched through half-lidded eyes, a lazy smile spreading across her face, knowing this was only the beginning of what the night had in store.
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Dammnnnnn!!!! This is hot 🔥🔥🔥🔥... That's how threesome suppose to be played out.. OMG!! I wish to experience these fantasies. But when and with who?? Hmmmm.
By the way, can't wait to read the other part. It's like a movie. Gosh!
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