She bit her lip again, a sign that she was very on board with the plan, and she said, “Someone might hear.” He could feel her cunt clenching as she spoke. Yes, she was very on board.
“Then I guess they might come see too.”
She rubbed against his hand, drenching it further, and she giggled. “I’ve been a very, very naughty girl, Julián.”
“Count,” he ordered as he squeezed her ass cheeks, battling with his self-control as he fought the urge to grab her hips and just ram home. Her slick cream ran in droplets down her inner thigh as he took position beside her, placing his other hand on her lower back to steady her. He brought his palm down in a nice stinging smack on her flesh.
“Oh! One!” She knelt for him, positioned openly and willingly for the next smack. She even arched her back when he made her wait a few beats and she wiggled a little as if in anticipation. He hid his grin and gave it to her. More of her cream dripped from her opening and he gritted his teeth to counteract the torture his cock was enduring as he watched her slowly come undone. She counted breathlessly with each resounding pop until she reached ten and he could stand it no more. He positioned his cock at her flooded opening and they both cried out as he rammed his cock home in her slick heat and began fucking her mercilessly.
“Yes, Julián! Yes! Harder!”
He fought the urge. He didn’t want her to be sore and knew that she’d want Chris right after they were done. Never one to wait, she was greedy where they were concerned. He pulled her upright so he could wrap his arms around her from behind while he fucked her and tweaked her nipples. She moaned and held on to his forearms and moved back against him with each stroke.
“Feel good, love?” he ground out as he slid one hand down to her clit and rubbed the little swollen pearl. Her breathing, mixing with her moan, came out in one long, pleading syllable. He trapped her clit between his fingers and rubbed in a circular motion as he fucked her with a methodical slowness that was driving them both crazy.
Bird wings flapped overhead and a whole flock of birds took flight from a nearby tree and Julián said, “I wonder how Chris likes the view? You probably won’t even get a breather before he sticks that big cock in you. We’re both filling your sweet little pussy to overflowing with cum before we’re done.”
Her back bowed and she trembled and cried out as her cunt rippled around his engorged dick. He pumped in harder strokes, drawing her orgasm out as long as he could as his boiled up and exploded, sending his cum in hot bursts inside her.
He held her for a minute as they caught their breath. Even though his legs were shaky, he stayed buried deep inside her, wanting just a few seconds more before pulling out. He helped her from her kneeling position and when her legs cramped, he lifted her into his arms and carried her back to the blanket where Chris waited.
Julián rubbed her thighs and upper calves for a minute before she put her arms around his neck and kissed him. While she looked deeply sated, there was something about her eyes and the set of her mouth that told him she was troubled.
She kissed Julián one more time and then went to Chris and did the same for him. Being careful of his twitching erection, she climbed over his thighs and settled astride him. She held his cheeks and looked into his eyes but said nothing. Her cheeks flushed a darker rose color, and that was his only indication that she was struggling inside. Seeing her like that made his heart beat harder in his chest.
You don’t want to go either, do you?
Julián had the distinct impression that one word would open the floodgates so he kept quiet. The decision was hers to stay or go anyway. It needed to be her choice.
Chris slid his hands over her hips and up her back in a lingering caress as he brushed his lips across hers, a tender gesture asking for her kiss. Her eyelids slid closed and she tilted her head, joining her lips to his. Chris’s breath was shaky as he held her, and Julián empathized with him. How many more kisses did they have left?
Despite his provocative words earlier, he would’ve thought she might need a few more minutes before moving again, but she pulled at his shoulder and whispered, “You on top, baby. I love it like that.” She held on as he turned them so she lay on her back, cushioned by the thick layer of oak leaves and the blanket. Chris settled on top of her, bracing most of his weight on his right elbow. Chris lifted her right thigh and hooked her knee over the crook of his arm, opening her wide as he nudged her with the head of his cock.
Julián reclined and watched with pleasure as her slick lips parted, revealing how wet she was, with her arousal, and his cum. He felt an unforeseen, intimate communion with them as Chris’s engorged cock parted her lips and slid between, drawing a blissful moan from Gwen as she kissed him.