Page 37 of Man Swappers


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He shivers and jerks. “Aaaah...Ohhh...oooooooooh...ahhhh, fuck!”

“You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes...aaaaah...aaaah, fuck...ohhhhh, shit!”

I glide the ice cubes in circular motion over his nipples, zigzag across his chest, then up along the sides of his neck before tossing the ice in an empty cup. I allow my cold, wet fingers, to trace his shoulders, then travel back down his chest. I pinch his nipples. “You like how Passion’s sucking your dick?”

“Yes...uhh...oh, yes...fuck...”

He squirms in his seat. My pussy begins to quiver and drip at the thought of him having a sweet and excruciating ass freeze. I lean into his ear. “Ooooh, my pussy’s so wet. Clench your ass muscles around that ice.” His body shudders in pleasure, again. There’s a distinct difference between a shudder of pleasure and one of discomfort. He tosses his head back and loudly moans. The combination of ice melting out of his ass and causing a puddle in his seat and the melting ice out of Porsha’s mouth dripping down his cock, Calvin is experiencing a delicious agony until she abruptly stops sucking his dick, standing up. She walks over to the wooden table and retrieves a condom. She tears open the wrapper, then walks back over and rolls it down onto his aching cock. Porsha is ready to offer him her cunt. And his hard, eager dick is ready to take it. With her back to him, she reaches underneath her and positions the head of his cock at the mouth of her pussy, then sits down on it, slowly rocking her hips, accepting him into bliss.

“Aaah, shiiiiit...”

“You like Passion’s hot pussy?”

“Oh, fuck, yesssss!”

She lets out a moan.

“Is that dick good, Passion?”

“Oooh, yes,” she moans, leaning forward and grabbing her ankles. She bounces her ass up and down on him, causing it to clap around his cock.

I pinch my nipples. “Oooh, fuck him good, Sis.”

He leans his head back, his mouth parted. I bring my nipple to his lips a

nd he takes it into his warm mouth and sucks it. A string of pleasure threads its way down my spine and around my clit.

I step out of my panties, then stuff them into his hungry mouth. “You like how my panties taste?” He nods and grunts. “Good. Chew my pussy juices off them. And when you finish, I’ll feed you this wet pussy. Would you like that?”

He nods, moaning and grunting. I remove his blindfold. Allow him to see. Allow him to watch Porsha’s rhythmic movements up and down on his dick. I unlock his hands. Free them so they can roam her body. He caresses her skin, glides his hands along the curve of her hips, then grips her waist. He stretches his legs out and greets Porsha’s pussy with hard, deep thrusts.

She greets him back.

“You like that pussy?” I whisper in his ear, pulling my panties out of his mouth with one hand, and pinching his nipple with the other.

“Oh, shiiiit, yeah...it’s some good-ass pussy.”

“Fuck her good, then. Show me how good that pussy feels to you.”

He piston-fucks Porsha until the both of them are sweating and panting and moaning.

Watching the two of them fuck has my cunt slick with my juices. I reach over and grab my mini-vibrator from the tray, turn it on high, and slide it over my clit, then dip it into my slit.

Paris finally walks in and Porsha lifts up off his dick; allows her to straddle him. Calvin watches excitedly. Yet, no words are spoken. He knows he is to speak when spoken to.

She breathes warmly on his ear and tickles his earlobe with her tongue. “Watching from the other room has gotten me soooo horny for your cock.” She reaches in back of her, strokes his dick. “Mmmm, your dick is so hot and heavy. I can’t wait to feel it deep in my tight ass.” She nips at his ear. “Put your dick in my ass, baby.”

Porsha and I both blink, then glance from her to each other, stunned at what we’ve just heard. Calvin’s eyes light up. He is surprised as well. “You want my dick in your ass?”

She coos in his ear. “Yes, baby. My fat...tight...hot...juicy ass. What, you don’t want to feel my tight ass wrapped around your dick?”

“No, I mean, yes. You can have my dick anywhere you want it.”

And so she does. He fucks her. She fucks him back. He gives her all of him. She gives him all of her. They are both panting and sweating. She is moaning. He is moaning.

Porsha and I watch, fondling our clits, pussies and tits. In sync, the three of us bring ourselves to orgasm, then Paris lifts up off Calvin’s dick, pulls off his condom, then steps back.

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