Russell went back to steering with one hand and stroking himself as he watched and listened to Nadia cum.
Camille raised up off of her with her mouth and chin glistening in the passing glow of streetlamps. “I guess we are in business, huh, Nadia?”
Nadia took a handful of Camille’s hair and pulled her up for a kiss. When they parted, Nadia said, “You aren’t the kind of business partner that quits before the job is done, are you?”
Nadia smiled and pointed at her husband’s cock. Camille took hold of it and stroked Brent as she climbed onto the seat with them. Russell saw his wife’s bare ass and shaved pussy in the mirror. He realized her thong was off.
Damn, he thought, Brent was good. He was the deal closer.
Camille straddled him facing him and slid his cock inside her without much ceremony. She rose and fell on Brent’s cock slowly at first. As soon as he was lubricated enough, she picked up the pace and height considerably. Camille started moaning in ways that Russell had not often heard and the jealousy burned again. He had to slow his own stroking to keep from cumming from the swirl of emotion inside him.
She rose up high enough for Russell to see his wife’s spread ass appear and disappear over and over. Sometimes she lifted high enough that he could see Brent’s cock filling her stretched pussy. He was thicker than Russell had noticed at first. No wonder Camille was moaning so much. Brent was ruining her.
Her tits smacked into his chin. Nadia leaned in and seized one of Camille’s nipples in her mouth. With Camille’s intense motion, Nadia’s mouth pulled Camille’s nipple with each move. Camille’s moans started getting higher and more breathy. He thought his wife might be cumming, but he didn’t want to know. He tried to keep from looking at the action in the mirror, but he couldn’t help himself.
Nadia pushed Camille back so that she came off Brent’s cock and bumped Russell’s seat hard. He grabbed the wheel with both hands.
Nadia straddled Brent with her back to him, but facing Camille. Brent slid his cock into his own wife’s pussy without question and started ramrodding her. Her tits and ass bounced with the ride.
Camille started to climb off, but Nadia grabbed her and held her in place. “Not so fast. We are a team here. Your turn again.”
Nadia lifted off and pulled Camille forward. Nadia aimed her husband’s cock down and fed it into Camille’s gaping pussy again. Camille immediate started pumping forward working up and down his length under Nadia’s spread legs. Nadia licked her fingers and rubbed Camille’s clit for her as she fucked Nadia’s husband. Brent reached around and squeezed breasts with both hands. As Camille fucked him with his wife Nadia between them, Brent felt all four breasts switching off over and over again.
Nadia kissed Camille on the mouth with Brent’s cock inside her. She sucked Camille’s nipple between her husband’s fingers. Nadia pulled off and said, “My turn.”
Camille took one long stroke back sliding the fat cock out of her. She rested her ass on Brent’s knees as Nadia lifted his cock up toward her pussy. Camille spread Nadia’s pussy with both hands as Brent slid inside. As Nadia slid down her husband’s shaft, Camille let her fingers slide down both sides of his slippery cock wet from two women’s pussies. Brent let out a long, low moan.
Nadie held onto one of Camille’s breasts as she bounded up and down on her husband’s cock. Camille took hold of both of Nadia’s nipples and tugged them over and over.
“Oh, shit,” Nadia breathed. She started rubbed her own clit as she fucked Brent and her eyes rolled up in her head.
Russell went back to stroking himself again.
Nadia breathed. “Oh, this feels so fucking good. I love his cock. Do you like how his cock makes you feel, Camille?”
***
“It is a great cock,” Camille said. She let go of Nadia and rubbed her own pussy against Brent’s knees as they fucked in front of her.
“Tell me why you like it,” Nadia said as she bounced on her husband’s cock and Camille ground against his leg.
“It is big.”
“What else?”
“It is fat and thick.”
“What else? Tell me more. I like to hear you talk dirty while his cock is inside me.”
“It spreads me out so wide,” Camille said. “I can feel my pussy stretching so far around it and I think I can’t stretch anymore, then he drives in deeper and stretches me even wider. I think I can’t take it anymore and then I do.”
Nadia slid off and aimed Brent’s cock at Camille again. “Take his cock. Let me look at your face as he stretches you open again.”
“Thank you.” Camille came forward and spread her pussy with her fingers. She rose up to align with the head where Nadia held it.
Nadia took hold of Camille’s hip and teased her pussy with the head of the cock stroking it up and down along Camille’s slit. First, she toyed with her clit and then pushed at the opening.
Camille let out a quiet whimper and Nadia laughed. She pulled Camille forward by her hip and pushed Brent up inside. Camille gasped and a vein stood out on her forehead. Camille tried to stroke back, but Nadia continued to pull her forward until Camille rested against Nadia’s fingers and Brent’s balls.
“Is he filling you up?” Nadia asked.
“I don’t know where it is all going.” Camille whispered.
“Fuck my husband hard, Camille. Ride him like a stallion.”
Camille did her best driving forward and back with speed and force as Nadia fondled Camille’s breasts and kissed her neck.
Nadia pushed Camille off again and slid Brent back inside her. She only pumped up and down a couple times before Brent spoke again.
“Oh, God,” Brent said, “I’m about to cum. This is going to be one expensive cumshot.”
Camille pushed Nadia hard to the side. Nadia spread out on her back on the seat with her knees apart. Russell sat up to get a better view. Her pussy was swollen and red from the pounding. She gave it a couple gentle strokes as she watched Camille service Brent.
Camille brought her ass up in the air and went face down on Brent. He stroked himself frantically. She went down deep taking him into her throat fighting against the motion of his hand. She licked her tongue out over his fingers with his throbbing cock in her mouth.
Nadia lifted her high heel and rubbed the toe against Camille’s pussy and ass in the air. Camille moaned and sucked Brent harder. Nadia gave a devious grin and tilted her foot so that her heel rubbed at Camille’s clit. Camille cried out, but kept working Brent.
Brent gave up stroking himself and let Camille do the work with her own mouth and hand. He grabbed a handful of her ass and spread her wider open for Nadia’s foot.
Camille slid one of her feet back and found Nadia’s pussy between her spread legs. Nadia let out a quiet. “Oh.”
She took hold of Camille’s foot and rubbed it up and down her pussy.
“Oh, here it comes,” Brent said.
Camille pulled her mouth off of him and stroked him furiously. “Let me have it. I want all your cum, Brent. Let me have it. Cover me with it.”
“I want to cum in your mouth,” Brent said.
“Cum on my face.” Camille ordered.
Brent’s face twisted up and he let go of Camille’s ass. He put both hands on his face and moaned.
Nadia sat up taking her foot away from Camille’s pussy. She leaned over Camille’s back to watch Brent cum. Nadia’s tits rested on Camille’s back.
Brent thrust up, but not far enough to enter Camille’s mouth again. His cum splashed her cheek. She lapped her tongue out and caught the next squirt in the air. His cum hit her face over and over. She turned her head from side to side to be sure it got all over her. As his pressure decreased she lowered down to not miss any.
He let out a long groan and relaxed visibly.
Camille laid across the backseat naked with her ass up. Brent’s hand came down and rested on that ass and Camille did not resist. With her face still pasted with his cum over her li
ps, her chin, her cheeks, and one eye, she leaned down and kissed his shrinking cock and his balls. She licked at him each time another drop formed at the tip. Her tongue cleaned every inch of him even as her face remained so messy.
***
Nadia climbed into the front seat and took Russell’s hand off his cock. She placed it back on the wheel. “You have a double investment now. Let’s see if we can take half the company from you.”
Camille laughed with her lips of Brent’s balls in the backseat and his hand still resting on her bare ass. “You better find that car quick, Russell.”
“I’ll do my best,” he said.
“Me too.” Nadia worked her head into his lap as he steered and took him into her mouth. She bobbed her head and licked all around as she slid up and down on him between her lips.
He made a turn and pushed down on the accelerator.
She lifted off of him and sat up.
Camille sucked on Brent as he started to grow hard again. She pulled off of him long enough to say, “Are you giving up, Nadia?”
“Not even close, Ms. Camille.”
Nadia straddled Russell’s lap as she faced the back seat. She twisted to the side so he could still hold the steering wheel and still see the road. Nadia slid him into her wet, primed pussy. She slid down until he was balls deep inside her.
He gripped the wheel harder as he groaned and focused on the road as best he could.
Nadia pumped her ass driving up and down on Russell’s cock with increasing speed. She reached down between her body and his rubbing her clit as she fucked him. Her motion became more frantic and forceful. Nadia moaned out and bit her lip. “Oh, Brent, I just came again. We’ll need to do a triple investment now.”
Brent moaned. “You’re killing me, Dear.”
Camille stroked his hard cock. She climbed up off the seat and sat naked in Brent’s lap facing the front. He guided his cock up as she took her seat and he slid comfortably into her familiar pussy. She bounced on his cock as he held her hips and ass pumping her up and down.
Camille smiled at Nadia with Brent’s cum still over her lips and dangling from her chin.
As they fucked each other’s husbands, the women leaned in and kissed each other over the seat. Nadia licked some of Brent’s cum off of Camille’s mouth.
They parted and Nadia said, “Oh, I feel his cock swelling. I’m about to own half your start-up.”
Camille slapped her ass against Brent’s lap harder and faster. “Hold on, Russell.”
“I can’t much longer,” Russell said.
Nadia laughed and pulled off his cock. She leaned down and gave his cock that loose wrist pump using her own juices as lubricant. He felt pleasure pulsing through his body. Nadia saw his balls tighten. She leaned down and sucked, licked, and kissed his cock and balls trying to make him cum.
He made the final turn. As light pulsed in his vision, Russell roared into the parking lot of Brent’s office and laid down on his brakes. The tires screamed and he stopped next to Brent’s car. Russell shifted into park and leaned back.
Nadia kept sucking and stroking.
Brent called from the backseat. “Nevermind, Nadia. We’re here.”
He was still driving his cock up into Camille’s pussy and Nadia was still sucking.
Brent pulled out and jerked off his cock with Camille’s ass raised in the air over him. He came hard and blasted her on the ass and pussy. His cum dripped back down over his lap, his cock, and his hand.
Camille leaned up over the seat to watch Nadia. Camille’s ass and face dripped sticky from two powerful cumshots.
Russell moaned and thrust up. Nadia took his cock into her mouth and swallowed over and over until Russell fell limp. Nadia didn’t lose a drop as she licked her lips. Camille was impressed.
“Nice cum,” she said, “I should have been faster.”
Russell heaved for breath and said, “It’s okay. I knew where we were for a while now. I’ve just been driving around.”
Nadia laughed. “You cheated.”
“Are you calling off the deal?”
“Hell, no,” Nadia said. “You are exactly the kind of partners we need. Well played, Russell and Camille.”
Brent reached his hand forward. “Good to be in business with you, Russell.”
Russell looked from Brent’s hand to his face and back. “Maybe we can wait to shake hands until we have all had time to clean up.”
Story 5
Sophie
“Hurry up,” Sophie yells to everyone. She walks to the car in frustration knowing that nobody else seems to be in any sort of hurry to follow her lead. But she’s used to this. Michael, the man she has been married to for ten years, has always been this way. She remembers how cute she used to find it that he never seemed to be in a rush to get anywhere. She loved his laid back attitude towards just about anything that he did. It used to calm her down. She’s always been a little over the top and she always thought that she needed to find someone that was the opposite of her. She used to love how much he slowed her down. Now, it just seemed to aggravate her. The twins, unfortunately, had taken after him. Each boy just as slow as the next. “Hurry up, we’re going to be late,” she yelled for about the hundredth time and went to sit in the car, hooting for extra effect. Finally, she saw the boys coming out, each one looking as if they didn’t have a care in the world. To an outsider they probably looked incredibly sweet, but when you were trying to get somewhere on time they suddenly stopped being so cute. Everyone clambered into the car.
“Did you bring the tickets?” she asked Michael as they were about to pull out the driveway.
“Oh no, I forgot. They’re still by the bedside table. Let me go get them. Sorry, I know you asked me but it totally slipped my mind.”
Sophie sighed, while she was not surprised that he had forgotten she was still annoyed. If she didn’t do things herself than things never got done properly. The four of them were on their way to a school play. The twins were playing Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum and they had been asked to be there an hour before the show so that they could get into their outfits. Now they were going to be late, and the kids would only have ten minutes to get themselves ready. Not that this seemed to bother them in the slightest – they were laughing and playing in the backseat without a worry. As usual it was Sophie that was the one worrying about something that should really be affecting them and not her. In the end, due to traffic, they arrived with only five minutes to spare and quickly hurried to help the twins get ready before they had to be on stage. The outfits weren’t the easiest to put on and they were taking much longer than she anticipated. The teacher was annoyed at them and glared at Sophie as if it was all her fault. Her look said, “You’re their mother, you should’ve made sure that they were here on time.” She wanted to scream but instead she just smiled and carried on helping the boys get dressed. Then she gave them each a quick kiss on the cheek and went to find her seat. The room was packed and as she sat down she heard the person behind her say, “Why are they late? This was meant to start already. I bet you some kid was late and they all had to wait.” Sophie quickly put her head down, embarrassed.
The show was sweet and as usual it was always fun to see your child up on stage. Sophie held her breath when they came on but the boys didn’t seem nervous at all. Once again, they hadn’t gotten even a bit of her anxiety. They were cool, calm and collected – just like daddy. She squeezed Michael’s hand, for once glad that they had not taken after her. Unfortunately their part was only about ten minutes long. The rest of the show went on for another two hours in which she had to watch a show that really should not have gone on for this long. At one stage she felt her head loll to the side and she realized she was about to fall asleep. She needed coffee, or a strong shot of whisky but all she had with her was an orange juice and a piece of candy. Both of which she finished – anything to keep her mind off the show.
Getting the kids back in the car was another disaster. They kept getting dist
racted by their friends and with each person they met Sophie had to spend time making small talk with the parents. Each time was the same. They’d speak about the show, their kids and the weather. It was enough to drive anyone insane. Finally, they drove home. By now everyone was hungry and Sophie had not had time to prepare a meal beforehand, nor was she in the mood to cook. They stopped off at McDonald’s and ordered burgers and fries – something that she didn’t normally allow in the family. This, at least, seemed to make everyone happy.
When she got home she saw that the house was in complete disarray. So once she put the boys to sleep she set about cleaning everything up. If she didn’t then it would all still be there for her to clean the following day, along with the mess that normally came with breakfast. Michael was at his computer, doing some ‘urgent’ work. Although whether this was true or just an excuse to get out of cleaning, she’ll never know. He was some sort of computer genius and even if she went over to look at his work she’d still have no idea what he was doing. It was completely over her head. She sighed and carried on with the work. As soon as it was done she picked up her phone and called Mia. It was late, but she knew Mia wouldn’t mind. She had always been a bit of a night owl.
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