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"Oh, fuck," I whisper, my voice barely audible, and that’s when he starts to pound me. Thrusting upward, he pistons into me like a machine, his shaft destroying my insides as it flies in and out of me. Only when that burning sensation in my pussy starts to fade away do I try to move; I lean into him and, placing my hands on his chest, I start to rock my hips. In a matter of seconds, I’m jumping up and down on his cock as he thrusts, both our rhythms finally in sync.
Smiling, I throw my head back, and then I see Mistress Strokes from the corner of my eyes. She’s kneeling by our side, staring at us as if she’s hypnotized, her cheeks flushed as her nipples grow even harder than before.
"You can have some fun too," I tell her, placing one arm around her neck and pulling her into me. I crush my mouth against hers, and then slide my hand down the side of her body, only stopping when I find the hemline of her dress. Moving my fingers up her leg and under the fabric, I go straight for the wet spot between her thighs. I flatten the palm of my hand against her pussy, pressing hard, and then flick her panties to the side. The moment I feel her wetness against my skin, I waste no time: I turn my wrist around and push one finger past her inner lips, curling it upward until I find that sweet spot.
I don’t know how I’m doing it, but I manage to keep on riding Aidan and finger Mistress Strokes at the same time. To be honest, I’m not even thinking about what I’m doing; I’m just doing it, my body acting on its own. I guess that when you shut down that inner turmoil inside of your head, you can accomplish a lot more. Aidan was right; I needed to learn how to stop thinking. That was my biggest sin, both as a writer and as a woman: the constant turning of gears inside my head.
Feeling wild and out of control, I slide my fingers out of Mistress Strokes’ pussy and grab at her dress, pushing it down her legs violently. Then I go straight for her thong, hooking my fingers on it and pushing it against her outer thigh; I yank on it, tearing the fabric with a satisfying ripping sound, and then place my hand on her pussy again.
This time, though, I can’t do more than just press my hand against her wetness. Aidan’s thrusts have grown wild, and I feel pleasure looming on the horizon, its vast shadow cast over my mind and completely overpowering me.
"I’m going to--" I start to say, feeling my inner walls closing in around Aidan’s shaft, but I never get to finish my sentence. The last word is replaced by an animalist scream, my voice wild and lustful. I take my hand out of Mistress Strokes’ pussy, and just bend over Aidan, digging my fingernails into his hard pectorals, hard enough to draw blood. I rake at his body as pleasure surges through me, a violent wave of ecstasy hitting me in full force.
Leaning further in, I press my forehead against Aidan’s chest, my hair falling over my face and covering it. I remain like that, breathing hard, and only move when that pleasant numbness starts fading away from both my mind and muscles.
"More," I whisper against Aidan’s body. "More," I repeat, using the hands I have on his chest to push myself up. "I want more." Without even waiting for his reply, I stand up, but just for the amount of time necessary to turn around; I sit down again, this time my back turned to him, and grab his cock again.
Closing my eyes, I point his cock straight at my pussy and then ease down, exhaling sharply as I feel his long member sliding inside of me once more. I sway my hips back and forth, my body flowing from movement to movement, and a string of moans falls from my open mouth.
"You two are really something else," I hear a feminine voice say, and I open my eyes just in time to see Mistress Strokes going down on her knees right in front of me. Before I even have the time to react, she kisses me and places her fingers on my clit, stroking it while I move back and forth over Aidan’s cock.
"Fuck, that’s good," I breathe out, biting on my lower lip as that electric feeling creeps back into my muscles, making them tense up.
"No, this is good," Mistress Strokes whispers, a devious look on her face. She brushes her lips against my neck, and then slides them down to my breasts. Her lips go over my right nipple without stopping, and then she lies down on the floor, right between Aidan’s legs. I hold my breath as I realize what she’s going to do, and then a moan explodes in my mouth as she wraps her lips around my clit, sucking while she presses on it with her tongue.
I keep on swaying my body over Aidan’s cock as she licks me, my head thrown back in utter delight. Aidan’s hands are on my ass, and he keeps them there while guiding the coming and going motion of my body.
"I’m going to come… I’m going to come…" I moan, my voice choked out and tired. "I’m going to -- FUCK!"
Pleasure explodes inside of me like a hand grenade, burning my nerve endings with such intensity that it’s a wonder my brain isn’t melting. I thrust hard and then hold my position, feeling Aidan’s cock buried deep inside of me while Mistress Strokes presses down on my clit as hard as she can.
I scream until I can’t do it any longer, my screaming turning into a hushed out whisper.
"That was beautiful," I hear Mistress Strokes say; she’s on her knees now, right in front of me, and leans in to kiss me. I kiss her back, one hand on her face, and smile.
"It was," I agree, rolling to the side and sitting down on the floor, trying to catch my breath. "But this isn’t over," I add, looking over my shoulder at Mistress Strokes and Aidan. I wiggle my ass from side to side, inviting him in, and he comes up to me with a grin on his lips.
He doesn’t waste a second; with one hand on my waist, he uses the other to grab his cock and guide it straight home. He’s inside of me with one sudden thrust, his twelve inches going all the way in.
I look over my shoulder at Mistress Strokes, smiling as I see her. She’s sitting down, legs spread wide and her hand flat on her pussy; she’s rubbing her clit fast, her eyes wide as she looks at us. Seems like she’s enjoying the show. Well, I guess it’s time for my A-game then.
Without waiting for Aidan to start thrusting, I do it myself. I thrust back with all my strength, feeling his long inches digging deeper inside of me, and then I move forward. He remains frozen in place as I ignite my pendulum motion, moving back and forth so fast that my ass cheeks hurt every time they smack against Aidan’s thighs.
Upping the rhythm, Aidan joins me and starts thrusting, and he does it even more fiercely. His fingers are hooked on my hips and, every time he thrusts, he pulls me into him at the same time. His cock goes so deep inside of me that I scream each and every time his shaft slides in, my inner walls overflowing with electric pleasure.
"Fuck," I hiss, my fingers turning into claws and pressing against the concrete floor of the studio. My pussy tightens up around Aidan’s cock harder than before, and that drives him completely crazy. He’s thrusting wildly now, putting all his strength behind the movement of his hips, and he has to lace my waist with one arm to stop me from falling forward.
I hear Mistress Strokes’ thick voice as she comes, her bright and easy moans filling the whole studio and propelling me into oblivion. I want to look back at her, to see the expression of pleasure on her face as she comes, but I don’t have the time to do it; pleasure bursts inside of me, filling every inch of my body and scorching every rational thought I've ever had.
I scream so loud that my voice overtakes Mistress Strokes’ moans, my muscles spasming so hard that it must look like I’m having a seizure. Guided by some higher madness, I start thrusting back at Aidan as I come, hell bent on having him cum as well. Two of my thrusts and I start feeling his cock throbbing hard, each spasm that runs through his shaft sending ripples of ecstasy over my inner walls.
I have to move fast now; I lunge forward, making his cock pop out of my pussy, and turn toward him as fast as I can. Knowing exactly what’s on my mind, he goes up to his feet and I grab his cock straight away, stroking it furiously. One fraction of a second later and a thick rope of cum gushes out from his cock and hits me straight in the face.
I keep on stroking him as Mistress Strokes joins me, kneeling by my side, and Aidan’s cum gushes over the two of us like an unstoppable flood. It’s warm and salty, and he keeps on shooting his load until almost every single inch of naked skin from my waist up is completely covered in semen.
Peeling my fingers off his cock, I grab my tits and start smearing his cum all over me, looking up into his eyes with a wicked grin. With a delighted smile, he goes down to his knees and kisses me, shoving his tongue inside my mouth and twirling it around, taking his own cum into his mouth.
While Aidan and I are kissing, Mistress Strokes wraps her lips around one of my nipples and starts sucking. She then moves her tongue from my right breast to the left one, licking my cum-coated skin dry.
