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Extended hall pass

I dipped my index finger, then my middle finger down the centre of Penny, skimming over her folds on my way down and separating on them on my way up, just enough to collect the slick juices that had been accumulating the moment I had started teasing her.

My fingers left trails of tingling on her bare skin. She moans replicating the echoes of the ocean waves hitting the rocks not far from our bedroom window. The smell of the ocean heightens the sexual tension in the room and my dick vibrates in the same sexual frequency Penny is on.

Penny seeks my hand that is on her thighs where each digit is sending electricity on each connection. She entertwines our fingers and directs them on her lips which have lubricated in anticipation.

We are past the flitting phase as she has both our digits flicking on the clit, just enough to have her shiver in sexual delight, just enough to have her clenching her legs, trembling as sparks leave her love bud on fire. I can tell she is on the edge when she tightens her hold on my hand. I brush my thumb on her finger and she returns the gesture and closes her eyes as she succumbs to my familiar touch.

I have kept her barely on the edge for so long that when I insert one finger in her wet hall, she cums instantly. She twists and groans as the sexual release takes over her body. I just hold her and awe at the scene that I had become familiar with. It takes a while before she opens her eyes and her thankful candor is mesmirizing.

When she opens her mouth to thank me I shut her by stoping low on my elbows and kissing her for the first time that morning.

“That was blissful, darling.”

She finally manages when I pull away.

“That was a thank you for letting Rina on our action yesterday.”

I confess laying on my back.

“You liked that you perv.”

She teases her eyes glittering.

“Why lie, it was quite the experience. Thanks for sharing.”

I confirm her suspicions.

“That reminds me, I promised to take her shopping this morning. What’s is the time? I almost forgot.”

She rumbles running into the shower to get ready for her rendezvous with her new bestie. And sadly am left with a raging handon with no consideration.

I considered getting myself off when I heard the shower running. But my thoughts were disrupted by a knock on our door. That must be the cleaning service coming to tidy our sanctuary. I threw the robe about me and went to open the door. Rina stood there looking all glamour and pretty.

“Hey there handsome, have come to steal your girlfriend for a shopping spree.”

She informs me streaming into my embrace and setting on my lips with passion. This was quite interesting,I perseive as her kiss intoxicates me.

“Penny will be infuriated if she see us.”

When I find the will I pull out finding a way out of the steamy dilemma with an excuse.

She just grins as she advances towards me and I back slowly to the point the beds edge halts my movement. Am trapped and she reaches me momentarily and what happens. She pushes me with her index finger and I fall on the bed just like a feather weight.

She is quick in her actions as she then flips open my robe revealing my burgeoning excitement. I was not even putting a fight, just playing along but not eager to show it outright.

She licks on her red stained lips cupping one of her boobs in mock illustration. It’s so erotic I feel my dick pulsating as blood overwhelms it’s capacity. It makes an arc and rises parallel to my abdomen, tingling few centimetres from my abs.

“Let me releave you out of your predicament sweetie, Penny wouldn’t mind as we formed a bond that was sealed by insemination yesterday.”

Rina seduces climbing in bed and seating on her knees right between my legs. What did her statement even mean. We had not talked over this with Penny. Yesterday it was okay because she was there as a chaperone. What if she walked on us in this precarious position? Would she be okay with it.

My stream of thoughts is cut short as I feel a warm hand envelope my engroged dick then cocooned by warmer pair of lips.

“Shit!”

I almost jump out of my skin.

Rina had no reservations and she excited me as much as she scared me. Maybe she got off at the thrill of being caught.

From her ministrations, she was talented maybe to a fault. She cradled my balls with one hand,her tongue swirling around my glans and my mind was jinxed into forgetting Penny was in the bathroom adjacent.

All this time I have been on my elbows, inclining at 75 degrees. Perpharps taking a vintage position to watch the beauty between my legs do her magic or it was in preparedness to end the indulgence once the shower stopped running.

She pumped at the base with her hand and serviced what extended beyond with her mouth. Her tongue finding the tools eye and blinding it with her saliva. All this time maintaining eye contact with the tool holder;me.

Feeling the intense heat the tool emits she fucks her mouth harder, sucking it deep to her gag reflex. She sucked and blew on it and my hips rolled in ecstasy, pushing deeper and I think I hit her throat when her eyes water. I think that’s it, she is going to choke if she keeps at it. But the exotic beauty is relentless and continues with her ministrations undeterred.

Rina holds my thighs with her hands and I feel her finger dig in as she pumped her mouth over my tool harder. Wanting to know her throat sexual limits, I work with her. Feeding her what she was craving for, literally.

The shower is still running and I pray Penny to take her time in there. I wanted to cum fast and end this stolen moment but my nerves are adamant like the sexy girl worshiping my tool on her knees. It’s so erotic and I wonder why my balls are not prudent today. Somehow I understand the concept that fear can be an impidement to orgasm. Am tempted to tell Rina that I have had enough but my futile attempt to deny that sweet sensation is quickly terminated when the demons somehow swallow my words and all I manage is a moan.

“What was that babe?”

Rina eyes me momentarily stopping her ministrations.

“Eeh..that is sweet. Please don’t stop.”

I almost beg.

And am damned because that is exactly her intentions.

“Say please..”

She innocently demands of me meanwhile circling the head with precum oozing, spreading it with her thumb.

“Please..”

I mouth in earnest admitting to myself she has me by the balls literally.

As she envelopes me again in her mouth I cough from the bathroom door makes me go flaccid instantly.

“I swear none of us heard the shower stop running.”

The demons try to convince me they had not left me to burn.

I shut them from my mind and close my eyes waiting for the admonishing to come.

Sightless the spit out of my flaccid shaft registers first. How one who had been so high and mighty moments ago can  fall so fast. Kicked out of his assumed residence. It’s like I had been introduced to heroin in abundance only to be denied what I had been given so freely when the cravings set in.

Published by kingmat01

Am a poet and maybe a sex fiend..nah..am your normal joe probably out of step with the world. Am multilingual.. fluent in English.. gibberish.. sarcasm... debunchery..hang tight for the ride

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