Sex Scene Championship Round 22 : Lydia Michaels Vs Jodie Griffin

She cried out and her body moved as Mason pumped inside of her, twice, hard. “Prettiest little nipples you’ve ever seen, aren’t they, Sean?”

Sean groaned his admiration. “They sure are. So tight and pink. Makes me want to stretch those little breasts tight around my cock and fuck her there.”

He sucked the other nipple into his mouth and sat back to admire the two wet tips. They were slightly redder than they had been. Mason released her arms and they fell to her sides. His hand fed through the space over her hip and traveled down to the delta of her pussy.

“And here, Sean, look here. See how she keeps herself so smooth and pretty for me.”

Sean grunted in acknowledgement and agreement. “Very beautiful.”

“Liberty, how would you feel about Sean licking that sweet little clit of yours while I fuck your pussy nice, slow, and deep?” She began to pant and moan. “I think that’s a yes. What do you think, Sean?”

“Let’s see.” Sean took the tip of his finger and swirled it over her breasts and down her narrow torso. She was so soft and delicate, hanging by a thread on the verge of complete ecstasy. His finger eased over her smooth mound and he noticed the tiny tip of her clit peeking past her flesh stretched taut over Mason’s wide cock. God, he wanted them both.

His finger pressed over her clit as if he was flicking a switch and she jerked in Mason’s hold.

“Can you take it, Liberty? If it’s too much, we’ll stop,” Mason whispered. She breathed hard and Sean flicked and toyed with her clit. “Tell me, Liberty. Should we stop?”

“No!” she answered almost frantically.

“Do you want to feel Sean’s mouth on you there?”

“Yes, please.”

“Then ask him nice.”

Sean saw the battle she faced to simply open her eyes and form words. When she looked at him breath slipped past her pouty, full lips and a trickle of cum slipped over the head of his cock. The tip of her pink tongue licked over the full curve of her lower lip and she swallowed.

“Sean, will you please lick my pussy?”

“Gladly.” He dove down and fastened his mouth around that little bud and she screamed. He wrapped his hands around her, then kept moving past her delicate hips and held onto Mase’s tight ass as Mase slowly thrust his cock deep inside of her. Liberty cried as Sean licked her clit and Mason fucked her tight little cunt.

Unable to help himself, he extended his tongue and licked a firm line from the top of Mason’s sac, up the wide base of his cock and planted his tongue deep under Liberty’s hood just over her hard little clit. Mason jerked and groaned in pleasure as Liberty began to convulse and thrash as the beginnings of an intense orgasm took hold of her reflexes.

“Hold her, Mase.”

Mason wrapped his arms around his wife and clutched her tightly to him. His broad fingers plucked and pinched her nipples as Sean made a feast out of her pussy and Mason’s cock. His hands traveled over Mase’s firm ass and gripped him hard. The three of them became a trifecta of frenzied need and lust.

Excerpt Two 

“You’re doing such a good job, Delia. Keep those hands on the floor until Colin says you can move,” McConnell instructed. “Is she wet, Reardon? Hot and slick inside, pulsing because she needs to come? Or does she need some more warming up before you let her go over? Your woman, your choice. Unless she uses her safe word, you decide where this goes next.”

Colin squeezed his eyes shut and wished he could do the same with his ears. It was damned uncomfortable how the man’s words ratcheted his desire even higher.

With her feet held apart by the spreader bar, her legs were open, wide enough for him to gain easy access to her most intimate parts. Wide enough that instead of one finger, he plunged two inside, and she cried out, throwing her head back. She was so hot she scorched him, so slick he added a third finger, stretching her, reveling in the feel of her body after the long drought without her.

“Oh, please!” She twisted on his lap, trying to get closer, using her body to beg him to fuck her harder with his hand.

“Listen to me, Delia,” McConnell said, shifting to a position closer to her ass. “These last two are going to sting, because, with Colin’s permission, I’m going to deliver them while he keeps your mind on something else, so I can show him exactly where he should hit you for maximum effect.” He raised an eyebrow in Colin’s direction, waiting.

Unwilling to deny Delia this when she so obviously wanted it, Colin nodded. But when he moved to withdraw his fingers, McConnell halted him.

“No, keep doing what you’re doing. This will make it hotter for her, harder to resist coming. And no coming without permission, Delia,” he ordered. “Remember, Colin decides when you get to have an orgasm.”

“Please, Sir, may I come?” she begged, panting.

“Not yet.” The surge of power from that was mind-boggling, and Colin’s throat tightened with emotion. “Soon.”

McConnell smiled tightly, then raised his hand. Just as Colin plunged his fingers inside Delia’s sheath, McConnell brought his palm down against the lower curve of her backside, brushing against the edge of Colin’s hand.

Delia screamed, and flooded Colin’s fingers with moisture. She clenched around him, on the verge of a violent orgasm.

She started pleading again, pushing up onto her toes, trying to get closer to his fingers and McConnell’s hand, which hovered just above her. Her nails made a scratching noise on the floor as she fought to follow the rules.

“One more, love,” Colin said, slowing the pace of his hand. He stroked a finger across her anus, and she shuddered.

Delia’s breath rasped in and out, her back heaving. She was ready. He nodded at McConnell, who nodded back. Once again, the man waited until Colin had plunged his fingers deep inside Delia’s body before spanking her again in the same place, so loud the smack echoed in the room.

“Come for me, Delia,” Colin said.

She exploded, screaming his name, twisting, trying to bring her legs together, but the spreader bar prevented that, making her work that much harder for her orgasm. Her breath rasped in and out, and his heart thudded in response. Jesus, he’d never seen anything like her release, as if it was torn from her very soul.