He Came for a Drink

First times

I’d just replaced my couch with one of those daybeds style couches, the kind you could literally sleep on. It was big and roomy with lots of fluffy pillows that you could move around for adjusting positions.

She pulled her shirt off, exposing her perky pink breast and pushed me down onto the couch. My mouth was just about level with her breasts, so I reached my tongue out to her n****e. Her whole body shook as she pulled my head to her breasts and I sucked her big fat n****e into my mouth.

A moan escaped from her lips, but she pulled my mouth away.

“No, no, no, I get to go first.” She waved her finger at me as she leaned me back onto a stack of pillows.

Meanwhile, she unzipped the front of my shirt. “First, I'm going to suck that fat c**t of yours to make you c*m all over my face. I want Matt to walk in and see me licking your cunt. I want him to see my p***y up in the air, waiting for him.”

Excitement washed over me. My breasts were aching for attention, but if she wanted me to come first, I was going to let her do whatever she wanted.

Who would have thought the little petite Daphne was so domineering? She pushed my skirt back and spread my legs until they were wide open. Then she dove in like she was starving to death.

She used her fingers to spread my labia wide open. She locked her lips around my engorged c**t, sending waves of pleasure out from my core. I felt her tongue flicking over my pleasure pearl, teasing it.

It was entrancing to see my trimmed muff meeting her mouth as my p***y lips engulf her face. Looking at her beautiful blue eyes gazing back at me as her tongue works my c**t, my eyes rolled back into my head as more ecstasy spread over my body.

She pushes one of my thighs up so my knee was near my ear. Then she pushed that leg to the side so my cunt was wide open and available for her to tongue deep into my cunt. I watched her lapping up my juices and thrust her long pink tongue into my p***y.

She curled it at the end before dragging it back out. She locked her mouth back on to my c**t. She shook her head and sucked it till it was hard and deep between her soft lips.

Milk dripped from my n*****s as the ache in my c**t intensified. I heard a creak from the front door. "I’ve come for my lunch." Matt sang out. A moan escaped my lips.

"What’s going on her here, ladies? Did Daphne find your p***y and come for a taste?"

Oh god, she’s sucking harder. My eyes closed again as I arched back with the waves of glorious pleasure filling me. Opening my eyes Matt shucked his shirt and dropped his pants to the floor. His massive c**k was out. The head glistened with pre-c*m. My mouth watered with the desire to lick it off and suck it down my throat.

He lifted Daphne’s skirt; I could see the crack of her ass pushing up into the air. She shifted her knees for a wider stance on the couch. He licked his hand and then his lips as he rubbed the saliva over the head of his c**k. My body hummed with desire for my release.

Her tongue rapidly moved back and forth over my c**t creating that heavenly vibration. It was driving me mad. She stopped for a moment as I watched Matt thrust his c**k into her p***y. The suction on my c**t broke as she moaned. Then he grabbed her hips and began pounding his meat deep into her cunt.

Her mouth worked harder on my p***y as her face pounded into my cunt. She slipped two fingers between my folds. She thrust them deep in to my wet hole. The slapping sound of Matt pumping in to her wet p***y was such a turn on.

With her mouth working on my c**t I gave into the orgasm. I let it overwhelm me as I screamed.