She felt Liam grip her hips and the hard shaft of his cock slide into her. She moaned around Mike’s cock and pushed back to feel the length of her husband inside her. She was so tight with her arousal but very wet and she felt her muscles clench around him. Liam groaned and paused. She thought she felt him throb inside of her and held very still, suspecting he was trying to control himself. In frustration and desire, she increased her action on Mike’s cock, feeling it thrust again and again into the back of her throat, wishing Liam was similarly hitting her cervix. She loved the full feeling of having both her mouth and pussy filled with cock. Her clit tingled warningly; she was close.
Mike suddenly grabbed her head, stopping her motions. “Switch,” he commanded, sliding up and away from her. Disoriented at first, Kayleigh remained kneeling, unsure what he meant. Liam withdrew and Mike positioned her to lie on the couch. He leaned over her, kissing her on the lips and moving down her body, pausing to suck at her breasts before continuing the line down to stomach. He was now kneeling on the floor, her legs on either side of his head. He licked, kissed, and nibbled his way up her inner thighs, causing her to squirm in anticipation. Liam had moved to the other end of the couch and now stood with his erect penis level with her face. She turned her head and extended her tongue towards it just as Mike’s tongue connected with her clit. Oh God! she thought and moaned, grabbing her husband’s cock with one hand and drawing it into her mouth.
She revelled at the taste of him, familiar yet very different from the musky saltiness of Mike. She looked up at him and saw he was watching Mike’s actions between her legs.
Mike held both of her thighs in his hands, spreading her legs wide in a large V. His stubble scratched against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh and she gasped when it brushed against her clit. He replaced this with his tongue, licking and sucking at the sensitive spot. Liam reached out to roll one of her nipples with his fingers and she felt an electric shock of connection between that and her clit. Her hips rose and Mike obligingly slipped a finger inside of her. It wasn’t enough – she wanted more. She moaned into her husband’s cock, withdrawing it to lick at the tip and taste the precum she squeezed from his base to her eager mouth. Mike slid a second finger into her pussy, pressing into her upper wall and finding her G-spot. His tongue was merciless on her clit now and she felt her climax approach. She arched her back and cried out, clenching her thighs around Mike’s head. The spasms began in her clit, travelled to her breasts, hardening her nipples under her husband’s fingers, and back down again, to the pulsing of her vaginal muscles around Mike’s fingers.
She relaxed her legs and released Mike as the contractions eased. Liam twisted his cock away from her mouth and said, “Now you need to fuck her.” Mike smiled and leaned back on his heels. “Kneel on all fours, Kay,” Liam told her. “On the couch – face me.” She acceded, gripping the arm of the couch for support. Her husband bent to kiss her then straightened, his erect cock just out of reach of her mouth. “Gentle,” he told her and moved forward slightly so she could lick the tip, but could not take its length into her mouth. She made a disappointed sound, immediately replaced by a gasp as Mike’s tip rubbed against her still sensitive clit. He stroked it along her slit, covering it with her juices before pressing it slowly into her pussy. At the same time, Liam moved his hips toward her mouth, filling her from both ends simultaneously. She looked up at her husband, but his eyes were glued to the sight of Mike’s large cock disappearing into his wife’s cunt.