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Once upstairs, he placed me onto the bed, immediately climbing on top of me and continuing to kiss, lick and bite all over my neck, breasts, collarbone and stomach.

I felt him slowly sliding his hand up my thigh, palming my pussy that was already aching with desire. He held pressure there, not moving it to give me the sensation I needed, but just enough to tease me. I groaned and arched my back as I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him back up to kiss me again.
I felt the pressure of his body lift as he sat up and removed his shirt, observing my semi-naked body with a look of lust and a smirk on his face.

Slowly, he inched down the bed, positioning himself between my thighs. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my leggings, pulling them down but leaving my purple lace thong in place. I lifted my hips, letting him pull them off my legs and toss them onto the floor.

He repositioned himself between my legs, kissing my inner thighs and making me moan and writhe around, arching my back to get myself closer to his face. I knew he wasn’t gonna make it that easy, though.

He chuckled as he ran his finger over the lace waistband of my panties, kissing my thighs but never quite moving closer to where I wanted him to go. “Your smell is intoxicating,” he murmured into my skin as he nipped it with his teeth.

“I hear the taste is even better,” I breathed, hoping to entice him.

Without warning, I felt his finger hook under my panties and between my lips, the wetness making it slide in effortlessly and making both of us moan in shock.

“God, you’re completely soaked,” he gasped as he pushed his finger inside of me. I gasped in response, arching up to push him deeper inside of me. He slowly pulled his finger out of me, moving his hand up to run my own wetness along my lips before sticking his finger inside his own mouth to lick me off of it. “And you’re right, the taste is even better.”

“Fuck, please put it back inside me,” I begged, licking my lips and savoring the taste of myself on my tongue.

“Only because you said please,” he growled as he slid his finger up and down my pussy, covering it in my wetness as he pushed first one then two fingers inside of me, hooking them up expertly as he massaged my g-spot.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned out as he began pumping his fingers in and out of me, his other hand moving up to pinch my nipple. “Fuck, James, that feels so good.”

He didn’t relent, despite my thrashing and the wild movements of my hips as I felt the pressure inside me create. Slowly, tentatively, I moved my hand down and slid my panties apart further, beginning to circle my own clit with my fingers. He groaned in assent as he continued fucking me with his fingers, watching my face as I played with my clit and pinched my other nipple with my free hand.

“Oh God, I’m going to cum, please don’t stop.” I begged as I felt my orgasm getting closer. He increased his pressure slightly while not varying the speed, just enough to push me over the edge. I came, hard, writhing and bucking my hips while he continued to massage my g-spot, squeezing my breast hard and moaning right along with me.

I laid there, stunned, as I caught my breath. He continued to slowly stroke his fingers in and out of me, reminding me this was only the appetizer for what I was sure was gonna be an astounding 5-course meal.

It was only as I came down from the orgasm that I realized that my husband and Cass had come into the room, standing in the doorway naked, watching the show. I looked up to see a smile on his face, lust taking over his features.

“Can we join?” He asked, as they both stepped into the room and closed the door behind them.

NSFW: yes

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