The Intimate Dinner Party

Susan moved slightly aside to make room for Ben and I. Her hand was now firmly inside her panties and she was rubbing herself expertly. Her panties were dripping wet from her love juices.

Ben and I got onto the table, on our knees, as Susan shrugged out of her panties, opened her legs wide and then continued fingering herself.

I removed Ben’s underpants and then he pushed my head down between his legs. A large erect cock was staring at me. I slowly stuck out my tongue and ran it across his cockhead, then down his shaft and licked his testicles. My tongue moved back up along his shaft, and I could feel his skin texture and every vein in his cock with my tongue. I licked his cockhead as if it was an ice cream. I was now moaning uncontrollably. I loved it. I was hot and randy and all I could think about was ‘cock’. My mind was filled with a desire for cock.

I lowered my mouth over his cockhead and, turning it into a ‘mouth-cunt’, started mouth fucking him. Ben was groaning and had his hand on the back of my head. He was forcing my head down so that I was forced to take his whole 7 inches deep down my throat. Then he released my head, started making thrusting motions with his hips and fucked my mouth-cunt. I sucked and licked and rolled my tongue around his cockhead as he fucked me.

“Hey you little slut,” exclaimed Susan, “I said prepare him for me, don’t make him cum!” Susan stuck out her hand and took Ben’s cock from my mouth. She now wanted him. She was so horny and ready, that she no longer wanted to watch us. She wanted to have him inside her. Without waiting for any foreplay on his part…she didn’t need any as she had prepared her own pussy for sex….Susan guided him between her legs, lifted them onto his shoulders and with her hand, put his cock into her pussy. Ben didn’t hesitate. He started fucking her hard and rough. And she was shouting, “fuck me, fuck me!”