Her ass was receiving attention as well, a hand gripped it tightly, with daring fingers daring closer to intimate places. Then she felt O’Kelly’s body fall away for a moment. When it returned, she felt something new against her ass.
My wife loves having the back of her neck kissed, and she loves having a hard penis tucked into the crack of her butt cheeks. O’Kelly was doing everything perfectly. I’m not sure what about this sensation drives her so wild, but she loves it. I’ve spent many evenings massaging her back with oil with my erection stiffly parting her ass. I think she must feel the whole length of a cock this way, building up anticipation.
She reached behind to grab O’Kelly’s butt, and she held it firmly in her hand. She didn’t want him to move away. She wanted him to slide that cock up and down against her ass. O’Kelly got the message. It drove her wild.
With her other hand, she reached for Carlos, feeling him through his trunks. They swayed back and forth like this, embracing and grinding and kissing until they all began to breathe heavily. She tugged at Carlos’s trunks, and when he finally stepped back to remove them, she knelt down to take his cock into her hand. He was very hard, and his penis stood straight up. He did not have to ask before she took his cock into her mouth. O’Kelly knelt down behind her to keep kissing her neck, and again she tilted her head back in rapture.
But Carlos did not press this advantage, he let her have her moment, and when she was ready, she returned to her blowjob with an added energy and appreciation, until O’Kelly again distracted her with another new sensation. He had his hand underneath her and with a light touch began to pet her outer lips. Feeling her moisture, he explored further, in and upwards, until he was massaging her opening. My wife had a hard time maintaining the focus of her blowjob under with this provocation and was somewhat relieved when it stopped. She wanted some control. She wanted to hear Carlos moan from her oral efforts.
Soon, he did. And as soon as he cried out, my wife felt a pressure on her shoulder. O’Kelly was offering his cock, too. She reached up and took hold. Now that my wife held them both by the cock, one in each hand, she felt the control she had desired. She likes this feeling. She likes feeling masterful, and when she held them and looked into their eyes and saw an impatience, she knew she was doing a good job.
She pulled them next to each other so she could take turns going down on them. She held them by the cock, and then by the balls, rhythmically squeezing as she sucked. One hand apiece. They both moaned and spasmed, and waited impatiently for the return of her skilled tongue. Then she had a positively naughty idea. She tried to put both cocks in her mouth at the same time. This maneuver wasn’t particularly pleasurable for anybody, but she felt deliciously dirty upon accomplishing the feat and grinned up at them with a devilish smile. It must have aroused the boys because next she knew Carlos had her standing up and facing away as he inserted himself into her.