This dance was every bit as sensual as the first dance she’d done for them, but this one was vastly different. That first dance had been meant to entertain then, incite their lust, and arouse them. This dance was her making love to them, even though they had not yet joined their bodies to each other. She was sharing her soul and her need to express her love to them in this way.
Love glowed in her eyes, as the final bars of the song played in an echoing rhythm. She returned to Ben’s lap, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and impaled herself in short, slick strokes until he was seated to the hilt. She reached between them under the pillows and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. She slowly moved on Ben’s cock as she handed the tube to Quinten.
“My ass is lubricated for you, if you want it. Would you mind putting some of that on, and then give me the fucking I need? Both of you, at the same time?”
Quinten was behind her in a matter of seconds, cock lubricated, ready to go. She smiled as she looked behind her. “I love you both so much. You’re both so different, make me feel different things, but I know you both love me equally.” She turned to Ben, kissed him slowly, seeking tenderness, as she settled against him, pillowing her lush breasts against his chest.
Ben stroked her back, and she arched for Quinten, giving him complete access. Her pussy trembled and rippled around Ben’s cock as she anticipated Quinten’s first thrust. He felt it the moment that she did, because she clenched before relaxing her muscles to give him an easy entry.
“That’s it, sugar. Let him have that snug little ass. You know how much he loves it, don’t you?”
“Mmm,” she murmured as she pressed her lips against the juncture of Ben’s shoulder and neck. She quivered and let out a moan as her pussy grew tighter and tighter around him until he had to fight to not thrust and lose his load too early.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “That feels so good.”
Camilla shuddered. “It does. I can feel it already. I’m going to come so fast. Give me your cock, Quinten. All of it.”
“You feel too good. You’ve got us so damned hot, baby. I can’t hold back.” Quinten thrust into her ass, and Ben found his place in the rhythm as she ground her pussy and ass between them. She moved, working all three of them to a fever pitch. He could feel the tension rising higher and higher inside her as her body tightened and she tilted back her head. Satisfaction welled within him as he watched her orgasmic smile bloom.
“Oh, yes!” Her huskily voiced pleasure sent a shard of ecstasy arrowing through Ben, culminating in his balls, stealing his breath from him as his climax erupted, shooting his seed in searing jets inside her throbbing cunt.
She froze and began rocking hard between them, taking them both with such fervor he was afraid she might hurt herself. “Yes!” She dug her nails into his back as she wailed passionately, shuddering as her pussy clutched and convulsed on his cock.
Quinten thrust deep one last time, triumph written on his face as he came hard, filling her ass with his seed until he’d collapsed over her. He held his weight off of her, to not put pressure on her belly between them.
They lay there feeling each other’s hearts pounding for long moments until Quinten finally withdrew and went to the bathroom to clean up before returning with a washcloth to do the same for her. “You okay, baby?”
“I’m wonderful, Quinten. I feel so good right now. Thank you.”
Ben yawned, inspiring both Camilla and Quinten to yawn. “Will you stay like this a while, sugar? You feel so good on me.”
“Mmm-hmm, but you move me if I get too heavy.”
Ben smiled at Quinten and then kissed the top of her head. “That’ll never happen. I’ll tuck you in between us later, though.”
“Yeah,” Quinten murmured as he kissed her lips before settling beside them, pulling the covers over them so they could sleep. “Your place will always be between us, tiny dancer.”
THE END