by Riley Haze
Patty left out a soft groan as Travis entered her, his cock sliding into her pussy with just a hint of resistance.
“Oh my fucking god,” Patty said as she started bouncing up and down on Travis’s cock. “That feels so fucking good.”
“It looks pretty tasty too,” Lisa said. “Do you mind if I jump in there?”
“Be my guest,” Patty said.
Lisa dove her head into the mix, working Patty’s clit with her tongue while Travis continued fucking her.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Patty cried, getting off hard on the extra stimulation. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop! I’m gonna cum!”
Neither Lisa not Travis stopped, and a few seconds later, Patty did indeed cum, an orgasm rushing through her body, causing her to shake and shimmy and juices to gush out of her pussy, all over Travis’s cock.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Lisa said, her eyes gleaming. “Can I have a taste?”
“Of course,” Patty said.
Lisa pulled Travis’s cock out of Patty’s pussy and used her tongue to lick Patty’s pussy juices off of Travis’s cock.
“Your pussy tastes incredible,” Lisa said between licks.
“I want a taste,” Travis said, grabbing Patty by the hips and pulling her up and back towards his face while simultaneously sliding his body down the couch so his back was lying flat on the cushions and his face was looking straight up towards the ceiling.
“Gladly,” Patty said, scooting back until her ass was directly above his face. Looking down at him, she asked, “Are you ready for this?”
“Hell yeah,” Travis said. “Sit right here on my face, baby.”
Patty didn’t need to be told twice. She plopped her ass right down on his face. Travis immediately went to town on her pussy, licking it for a bit before making his tongue rigid and jamming it inside her.
Lisa was no longer satisfied with just having Travis’s cock in her mouth. She wanted more. And she wasn’t about to ask for permission. Travis was her boyfriend, after all.
“It’s time for me to get some cock,” she said, pulling off the rest of her clothes then climbing atop Travis, straddling him. She slapped his cock against her pussy a couple of times then slid it inside and immediately started bouncing atop it.
“You go, girl,” Patty said, smiling with pleasure. “Hammer your ass down on that cock!”
“You know it, roomie,” Lisa said, returning the grin. Both girls leaned forward and started making out while Lisa continued riding Travis’s cock and Patty continued riding his face.
“I had no idea your boyfriend was this talented,” Patty said after they broke off their kiss.
“Why do you think I keep him around?” Lisa said.
“Now I know,” Patty said. They both laughed and went back to work on their respective body parts.
A minute or so later, Lisa bounced atop Travis’s cock one last time and held him there, deep inside her pussy. Her body tensed up for a moment before releasing, a mini-orgasm passing through her like lightning.
“I’ve had enough for now,” Lisa said, looking at Patty. “Time for you to bring him on home.”
“Are you sure?” Patty said.
“Positive,” Lisa replied. “I’ll get more from him tonight. You take care of him for now, roomie.”
“Thanks, Lisa,” Patty said. “You’re the best roommate ever.”
“I know,” Lisa said, climbing off of Travis’s cock. She held out her hand and helped Patty get up off his face.
Still holding Patty’s hand, Lisa positioned her on the couch lengthwise, her hands and knees on the cushions, doggy style. Lisa then situated herself so she was sitting on the armrest, her legs wide open, her pussy directly in front of Patty’s face.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Travis said, climbing to his feet and scooting into position behind Madion. “There’s nothing better than doggy style.”
“I know how much you like it, baby,” Lisa said. “That’s why I put her on her hands and knees for you.”
“Thanks hon,” Travis said, grabbing his cock and sliding into Patty’s pussy.
“Holy fucking shit,” Patty said as he entered her, her voice an excited tone. “Your cock is so huge in my pussy. Fuck me with it. Fuck me!”
Travis obliged, grabbing ahold of Patty’s hips and pounding away at her pussy, his cock slamming into her ass, making her scream.
“Enough out of you,” Lisa said, grabbing ahold of Patty’s hair and pulling her face forward, smashing it against Lisa’s pussy. “Let’s put that tongue of yours to good use.”
And Patty did, sliding her tongue inside of Lisa’s pussy and holding it there, deep inside her roommate’s snatch, while Travis continued fucking Patty from behind.
“That’s a good girl,” Lisa said, grinding her pussy against Patty’s face. “Lick that pussy like you mean it. Like you’re trying to win a prize.”
Lisa’s dirty talk turned on Travis even more, and he started giving his cock to Patty harder than ever before. This, in turn, caused Patty to go after Lisa’s pussy with more intensity, which made Lisa talk even more, which started the whole loop over again.
Between the deep breaths and words of encouragement coming from Lisa, the muffled cries from Patty and the low grunting of Travis, the room was filled with the sounds of sex.
“Give it to her,” Lisa said to Travis. She was still holding Patty’s hair, keeping her roommate’s tongue pushing deep into her snatch. “Pummel my roommate’s pussy. Make her cum again.”
“If you insist,” Travis said, rising up a bit, changing up the angle of penetration and allowing him to hammer Patty more aggressively.
Patty’s cried immediately grew more animated, even as they were muffled by Lisa’s pussy.
“I think it’s working,” Lisa said, smiling at her boyfriend.
“I think so too,” Travis said. “But it had better happen soon, because I’m about to burst.”
Lisa yanked back on Patty’s hair, pulling her head off Lisa’s pussy. “Is it working?” she asked her roommate. “Are you close to cumming?”
Patty nodded emphatically.
Lisa looked up at Travis. “It’s definitely working. And I think I know how to put her over the edge.”
“How’s that?” Travis asked.
“Pull her hair,” Lisa said, smiling. She turned her attention back down to Patty “Will that help?”
Patty nodded again, just as emphatically. She was beyond the point of using words.
“My pleasure,” Travis said, grabbing a handful of Patty’s hair and yanking back on it, changing the angle of penetration and forcing Patty to arch her back to alleviate some of the pressure.
Patty’s cries immediately grew louder and more visceral.
“Oh yeah,” Travis said. “That worked perfectly.”
“It did indeed,” Lisa said, shifting her position so she was on her knees, her head lying atop Patty’s ass, her mouth mere inches from where Travis’s cock and Patty’s pussy were coming together. She’d curled her arm underneath Patty’s body and was working on her clit, helping speed things up even further.
“HolyfuckingshitI’mgonnafuckingcum!” Patty said, finally finding some words and spitting them all out at once.
And just like that, Patty came again, her pussy squirting harder than before, her body shaking and shimmying for a full five seconds before falling still.
“Oh my fucking god,” Patty said once the orgasm had passed through her. “That was incredible!”
But Travis wasn’t done yet. He had released his hold on Patty’s hair but was still pounding away at her pussy, while staring down at Lisa, who’s face was turned up to him. She was smiling and looking at him with puppy dog eyes.
“Your turn, baby,” Lisa said. “Time to finish this thing off. Are you ready?”
Travis nodded.
“Then give it to me,” Lisa said. “I want you to cum in my mouth.”
The combination of Lisa’s dirty talking a
nd the look on her face put Travis over the edge.
“Holy shit, here I cum,” he said quickly right before pulling his cock out of Lisa’s pussy.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Lisa said, taking the tip of his cock in her mouth and jerking off his shaft with her hand. She popped her mouth off just long enough to say, “Shoot your load in my mouth, baby,” before wrapping her lips around it once again.
Not wanting to get left out of the endgame, Patty slid out dropped onto her stomach, spun around so her back was on the cushions of the couch, and then turned around so her head was directly beneath Lisa’s face and Travis’s cock.
Lisa blew Travis for another few seconds before he was ready to pop. He tensed up for a moment then released, sending his seed shooting out of his cock. Lisa pulled her mouth off at the last second but kept on jerking him off. His sperm splashed against the insides of her mouth, most of it staying inside but some of it dripping out.
Travis released a huge load, filling Lisa’s mouth with his sperm.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Patty said, looking up at her roommate.
“And it’s about to get even hotter,” Travis said.
“How so?” Patty asked.
“Drop your head on the cushions, facing towards the ceiling, and open your mouth wide and you’ll find out,” Travis replied.
“Oh my,” Patty said, looking at Lisa. “Really?”
Lisa nodded.
Patty took a deep breath, then did as she was told. Lying there, her face to the ceiling and her mouth wide as Lisa positioned her head directly above Patty’s.
“Are you ready?” Travis asked.
Patty nodded.
Lisa tilted her head downward, letting Travis’s cum drip out of her mouth and into Patty’s. It was a slow stream at first but it quickly grew larger, until all of Travis’s cum had been transferred from Lisa’s mouth to Patty’s.
As soon as Lisa’s mouth was empty, she leaned over and slipped her tongue into Patty’s mouth, which still held all of Travis’s cum. The two girls made out for a bit, the white sperm occasionally spilling out from between their lips and dripping down their chins.
When the finally broke off their kiss, each girl had some of Travis’s cum in her mouth. They looked at each other, and nodded once, then both tilted their heads upward and simultaneously swallowed their portion of his sperm down.
“Now that was fucking hot,” Travis said, marveling at his girlfriend and her roommate. He gave them each a kiss on the lips and the three of them fell onto the couch, intertwined together to watch some television and relax.
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THE ESCORT SESSIONS: VOLUME FIVE
It was almost midnight when decided to call one of my favorite companies and arrange for a specific type of girl to come to my door in exactly thirty minutes, then I open a bottle of $200 merlot to let it breathe and sit back and allow my excitement build.
Exactly thirty minutes later there is a series of hard knocks on my hotel room door. I go to answer it, a glass of wine already in hand. Just before I grasp the handle there comes another series of knocks. Harder than the first one.
“Open up already,” says a husky, incredibly sexy female voice from the other side. Impatient, demanding, used to being in charge. Exactly what I ordered up. My entire body tingles with anticipation.
I open the door and she steps in and grabs the glass of wine out of my hand and pushes past me before I even have a chance to get a good look at her from the front. But the back is shaping up beautifully. Straight, jet black hair hanging down beneath her shoulders. Short black dress hugging her voluptuous curves perfectly, ending just above her knees, accentuating her round ass perfectly. Gorgeous legs, toned to perfection, not too skinny, not to muscular. Calves you just wanted to take a bite out of. The same height as me in her 2-inch heels. My dick is already rock-hard just from looking at her and all I can see is her backside. This is going to be a great night.
She drains the glass of wine and pours herself another. She glances over her shoulder for just a moment but still doesn’t turn towards me. It’s obvious she’s torturing me, making me wait, playing her game. And I’m loving every second of it.
She finishes the second glass and finally turns to face me. I can only stare, barely able to catch my breath let alone speak.
“From the look on your face I take it you like what you see,” she says, her voice slightly mocking.
I nod and take her in. Big brown eyes with a naughty edge to them, dark blue eye shadow, full nose; not big, not small, lips painted bright red. One corner of her mouth is turned up in a little smirk. She looks at me with a hint of disdain, as though she knows she’s better than me. As if I’m her little plaything. As if she’s running the show. Which she is.
And her tits, oh my god. Large but not unnatural, they hang perfectly from her frame. Practically hanging out of her black dress, they were things of beauty; if not real, than an absolutely perfect augmentation.
“Oh, you like these, do you?” she says, grabbing her tits with and pushing them together. She smacks them, makes them bounce. Then does it again. And again, laughing at my reaction. Nipples like pencil erasers poke through the material, mocking me.
And then a tit slips out of her top. Just one. I almost cream my pants. This absolutely slays me, irrationally turning me on in ways I can’t quantify. I shiver, take a deep breath, force myself to calm down.
“You’re one jumpy little fucker, aren’t you?” she says. “What is this, your first time or something?”
“It sure feels like it,” I say, hoping my self-depreciating manner will somehow bring my excitement down a notch. But no such luck. Nothing short of an ice-cold shower could have that effect on me, and the way I was feeling tonight I doubt even that would do the trick.
“Well, you’re in luck,” she says as she takes a step towards me, her eyes sizing me up with deadly seriousness, like a lion eyeing a wounded zebra. “Because I’m a pro. And by the end of the night, you’ll be one too.” Another couple of steps and now she’s within arm’s length. “And there’s no way in hell I’m going to let you cum until I’m damn well good and ready for it. Got that, mister?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Mistress,” she says. “You call me mistress.”
“Yes, mistress,” I say.
She is nearly standing on top of me, her tits pressing up against my chest. We are face to face, almost exactly the same height. She eyes me up and down, inspecting me like a piece of meat.
“So, you like a woman who takes charge, do you?” she says.
I nod my head and lick my lips. I don’t trust myself to speak. As it is I can hardly breathe my adrenalin is flowing so fast.
“Then you got the right girl,” she says. “Because there’s nothing I like better than to be in control of my man. Especially a wanna-be tough guy like you. I bet you boss people around all day, don’t you? Always getting everyone to do whatever you want, whenever you want it.”
“Something like that.”
“Well not tonight, mister. Tonight you’re my toy. My little boy toy. You got that?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Damn right you do,” she says. And then she put her hands on my chest and shoves, pushing me backwards. I stumble back a few steps but she’s already on top of me, pushing me again, more gently this time, moving with me, backing me up until my butt is touching the wall.
She runs her hand up and down my chest, pressing up against me with hips, her mouth mere centimeters from mine, her eyes boring into me with deadly seriousness.
“You like that, don’t you,” she says. It’s not a question but a statement of fact. “You like me pushing you around, putting my hands wherever I want, not even asking for permission.”
I swallow and nod my head.
“What about this?” she says, dropping her hand down to my cock and grabbing it. “You like this too?”
“Yes.”
She squeezes my cock tighter, making me gasp
. “Yes, what?” she asks sharply.
“Yes, mistress.”
“That’s better,” she says. And then she kneels down in front of me and starts rubbing my hard cock. It’s trapped against my pants, pushing into the material with nowhere to go but still she rubs it some more, making it harder and harder still, smiling at my discomfort. But still she rubs. I groan lightly. She giggles and rubs some more. I groan again, louder this time.
“Shut up and take it,” she says in a harsh voice. “Don’t make another fucking sound until I tell you to.”
“Yes mistress,” I say.
She smacks my balls. I wince in pain.
“Did I tell you to speak?”
I shake my head no.
“That’s a good boy,” she says. “And just for that you’re going to get rewarded.”
She undoes my zipper, sticks her hand inside my pants. She caresses my cock, slowly playing her finger up and down the shaft. It’s still folded up against my pants, threatening to poke a hole in the material.
When she finally unfolds my cock it pops out of the open zipper like a jack-in-the-box. She places her palm under it as if weighing it.
“Not bad,” she says. “Not bad at all.”
She spits on my cock and begins to stroke it. She looks up at me. “Do you want me to suck it?” she says, still stroking as she talks.
I nod.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I want you to suck my cock.”
“Beg for it,” she says, still stroking.
“Please,” I say, the words coming out at no more than a whisper. “Suck my cock. Please, Mistress. Please suck my cock.”
She sticks her tongue out, licks the tip. I shudder. She looks up at me and smiles. Laughs. Shakes her head.
“Sorry,” she says. “It’s not going to happen. Not yet, at least. Torturing you is just too much fun.”
Then she cups my balls in her hand, drops down farther onto her knees, and scoots further under me. I lean back against the wall, slide my feet out away from it, and then my hips, creating a bridge. Giving her more room to work and myself a better angle to see what she’s doing.
