Adele was too mesmerized to note the others’ reactions. Desire overwhelmed her senses, and before she could stop herself, she’d knelt down in front of Roger. His cock grew like a spring shoot when she took it in hand. Adele loved the feel of a hard cock in her grasp, like silk over steel. Roger’s cock. Sissy’s Roger. However cute he was, she didn’t want to look up at him. She didn’t want to know whether he was looking down on her with tenderness, or curiosity, or lust or disgust. Instead, she stared at his tip as it eased out liquid.
Tugging slowly on Roger’s shaft, Adele licked the nectar of the gods. It tasted salty; like Elliot’s, but different. Wrapping her fist around the base of his dick, she lunged at him. Surprise attack! She sucked him in corkscrew motion, twisting her head as she ate his long cock. His skin felt warm and grateful against her tongue. She went wild on him. She held tight to his shaft as she plunged again and again. Holding him with both hands, she set her red lips around his cockhead and sucked the precome from the tip like water through a straw.
And then she heard a moan: Elliot.
Still gripping Roger’s dick, Adele looked up and over the blonde head buried in Pat’s lap. Apparently Sissy did like sucking cock if the size was right, but the pretty young thing was not her primary concern. Hue had her hands inside Elliot’s shirt, grasping at his slight paunch as she held his cock between dark lips. A surge of possessiveness shot through Adele as she watched. Hue was a demon of the boardroom, a vixen of the bedroom and superior to Adele in every way conceivable. But not in this. Adele would prove her abilities.
Releasing Roger’s reddened dick, Adele crawled over Sissy’s bent form and urged Hue away from her husband. “My turn,” Adele said, reapplying her lipstick to coat her husband’s purple cock red. “You try Roger. Leave Sissy with Pat. She seems to have found a penis she likes.”
Hue glared down at the girl hunched over her husband’s crotch, feeding like a calf at its mother’s teat. Her expression softened as she watched. She nodded and said, “Perfect,” as she raced around the coffee table to fall at Roger’s feet.
“We meet again,” Elliot said with a silly smirk.
Leaning down, Adele kissed his lips, leaving red marks in her wake. “Isn’t this just nutty?”
He took her wrists and folded Adele’s hands around his hard cock smeared with burgundy lipstick. His eager smile took her back to college days. “Do you want to go down on me?”
Adele giggled like a schoolgirl. “I don’t know,” she teased. “I guess. I mean, if that’s what you want….”
With a grin, she licked his shaft from root to tip. It tasted fruity—Hue’s lipstick. Adele hesitated for a moment. Hue’s lips had encircled her husband’s cock. When Adele enclosed his hard shaft in her mouth, she’d be sucking Hue’s saliva along with Elliot’s gleaming precome.
“What’s the holdup?” he asked over Roger’s and Pat’s sighs and Hue’s deep moans as she devoured another husband’s dick. Elliot fluffed Adele’s hair with his fingers as she looked up into his eyes. He was hers, now and forever. Who cared about Hue? It was just a blow job.
Without another word, she lunged on Elliot’s erection. Digging his balls from his jockeys, she gripped them the way he liked it. He tossed his head back and sighed with the other men. Adele took his shaft between her lips and ate it until she gagged. She couldn’t manage the whole thing. She never could. But that didn’t stop her trying. Her fingers formed a cock ring as she teased him with her tongue. The size of his erection told her how much he loved what she was doing.
“Oh, lord, I’m going to come!”
Adele looked up to see Roger shaking his head left to right as Hue lunged at his cock. She sucked him off at the speed of light. That boy didn’t stand a chance! He bucked up into her throat and she took it with pleasured moans. Though her eyes ran wet with tears, she threw her head into his thrusting lap until he gripped her long black hair and held her perfectly still. Neither moved. Still, Adele could hear Hue’s wet sucking noises as she finished him off.
Now Sissy wouldn’t get a chance to paint her husband pink. Maybe she didn’t want to. She had her arms wrapped around Pat’s middle like a child with a security blanket. His cock was her baby bottle. “Do you want to trade?” Adele asked her. “You can have Elliot, if you’d like to try him.”
Elliot laughed. “Pass me around the room, why don’t you!”
Sissy turned her head to look at Elliot’s dick while Adele fondled his balls. “He’s got red and purple already,” Adele said. “He just needs pink to complete the rainbow.”