As I mentioned a few months ago, I am reading the Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton, which starts with Guilty Pleasures. Onto book 9: Obsidian Butterfly! I’m reading about 175 pages a week. Each week, I’ll be bringing you two posts: a review of the book and a related kinky post. This is my sexy story!
This is a continuation of my story from last Friday. You don’t need to know anything about Anita Blake or Laurell K. Hamilton to enjoy this story!
Pearce watches as Marlena and I make out. My hands start to explore her body and hers explore mine. Our clothes start dropping to the floor at an astonishing pace. I’m only even dimly aware that Pearce is there in the room. But when I do look at him, his clothes have joined ours on the floor and the three of us climb into the bed.
“God, I love touching you,” Marlena says, her breath hot against my skin. She kisses my shoulder and then across my breasts. I shiver with arousal. Pearce slides along to my other side.
I reach out and touch him, tentatively at first, but then with more boldness. His hand slides along my side, and then he kisses me. His kisses are so different than Marlena’s. Hers were soft and gentle and his is rough and needy. I understand that desire. I feel it, too. I want him. I want them both. I am overcome with desire. When he breaks the kiss, I’m panting. I can’t help it as Marlena works her way down my body and between my legs. When her fingers slide inside me, I moan loudly.
“That’s it, yes,” Pearce says. “So fucking sexy.”
He watches Marlena as she licks my clit and fingers my pussy. I watch him watching her. I won’t be able to hold back my orgasm for long if she keeps this up. But then again, why should I? It feels so good, though, and I don’t want her to stop yet, so I do try to hold back a little bit. But it’s worthless. She’s very talented, even though it’s our first time together.
The orgasm washes over me in waves, and Pearce holds me through it, murmuring things that are sexy when whispered in your ear in the middle of an orgasm but would seem crass in black and white.
Before I’m even done orgasming fully, he’s sliding away from me, and I whimper at the loss of his warm body pressed against mine. But then I hear, and then see him rip open a condom wrapper and slide it over his cock. It’s big. Not porn-big, but definitely above average. I want to feel him inside me, and as Marlena crawls out from between my legs, I realize that I’m about to get to feel it. I’m surprised that he isn’t going to play with Marlena, but I guess I’m the new treat.
I spread my legs wider to make room for him, and Marlena crawls up into the position he was in moments before. She kisses me, and I can taste myself on her lips. It’s fucking hot. She’s kissing me when he slides his cock home inside me, and I can’t help but groan against her lips. How the fuck did I get this lucky?
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