Page 34 of Her Little


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Breaking the kiss, I nipped Tiffany’s bottom lip before lifting my head.

With my free hand, I brushed my thumb along Jude’s bottom lip.

He gave it a gentle bite, his eyes dark and stormy.

Pumping his dick, I lined it up with Tiffany’s center.

He thrust up, filling her with every inch of him.

She cried out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. “God that feels good.”

“Good. Then it’s about to feel even better.” I gave Jude a wink and shuffled back a bit on the lounger. I watched for a moment. His cock thrust in and out of her, his grip tightening on the back of her thighs. Lowering my mouth to her center, I sucked her clit between my lips.

A sharp gasp left her, which only made Jude fuck her harder and faster.

“Holy shit.” Her thighs shook, moans left her mouth the longer time went on.

Before either of them knew what I was doing, I gently thrust two fingers into Tiffany alongside Jude’s cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

She whimpered.

I knew it would make things tighter for them and I couldn’t wait for the orgasms it would cause.

“Mia,” Tiffany panted. “Please. Please let me come.”

I locked eyes with my husband and nodded once.

In a quick move, he cupped her throat.

I grinned, my fingers picking up speed. “Come. Both of you.”

Tiffany screamed, her back bowing against Jude.

He grunted, pulling free from her body.

I took the hint and lowered my mouth onto him.

Jude groaned, thrusting up and up, his release spilling into my mouth. It coated my tongue and filled my senses with everything that made up him. My husband. The love of my life, along with his stepsister.

Smelling her and tasting her on him, forced this constant ache between my legs to become more pronounced even more.

When he calmed down, I lifted off his cock and placed a soft peck on the tip of his dick.

“That was something else,” Tiffany said, letting out a soft sigh.

I laughed, rising from the lounger and held out my hand. “Come with me.”

***

The only thing I hated about wearing a strap-on, was that I couldn’t feel it. But the tiny little prongs that pinched my clit helped at least a little. And the moans and screams coming from Tiffany helped too.

Every so often, my eyes would wander over to where Jude sat in the chair in the corner of the bedroom. His hand was wrapped firmly around his cock. Streams of his cum already grazed his chest and stomach. He had come twice already since we brought Tiffany back to our bedroom. She had come more times than I could count, and I loved every second of it.

I had asked Jude to join us. It would be fun to feel him inside of me while I was fucking her, but he had said that she was my toy. He was just along for the ride. Next time, we would all play but for now, she was mine.

She wasmy little.

THE END

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