What She Needs - Lacey Alexander [50]
But then the climax hit, shorter than the first—yet still harder, too. She didn’t hold back—she couldn’t, her pelvis jerking against Sasha’s mouth of its own accord. But Sasha held on through the whole orgasm, during which Jenna heard herself crying out, “God, yes—oh, yes!”
When it passed and she opened her eyes, she spied Sasha between her legs, smiling lasciviously, then lowering a soft kiss near Jenna’s belly button, above the row of gold medallions still holding her harem skirt in place. Likewise, Barbie gently kissed the side of her breast, smiling sweetly. And Brent hovered next to her, whispering, “So fucking hot, my little slave girl.”
Then his voice took on a slightly more ferocious quality. “Now I’m going to give your hungry little pussy the last thing it needs tonight. Do you know what that is?”
With more boldness than she’d have believed she could show, she reached out and wrapped her hand around the thick column still poking at his pants. “This?”
He growled lightly at the touch, then said, “Mmm, yes, slave girl—that.” Then he yanked open the front of the thin white pants with one hand and his big cock burst free.
She gasped, and Barbie let out a hot sigh.
Jenna wasn’t sure she’d ever wanted anything as much as she wanted that incredible appendage inside her right now, and she bit her lower lip in eager need.
Within mere seconds, Brent and Sasha had switched positions again, and now it was Sasha who held Jenna’s pussy open with two hands—while Barbie reached boldly out, closed her fist around Brent’s cock, and guided it to Jenna’s opening.
When the head pushed in, Jenna moaned, feeling the entry in her gut. Then he drove inward, to the hilt, and she cried out as he groaned. Oh God, he was big! But good—so, so good inside her.
“How’s that cock feel, my little sex slave?”
She could barely speak, so her words came out breathy. “Huge. Amazing. Like it fills every inch of me.”
“It does,” he promised her. “Your pussy is fucking tight.”
She drew in her breath as he began to move in her. Short, slow strokes at first that made them both let out heated sighs. Sasha caressed Jenna’s inner thigh as he fucked her, while Barbie moved behind her, soon reaching around beneath Jenna’s arms to resume fondling her tits.
When Jenna’s eyes met Brent’s this time, he didn’t tell her to look anyplace else. In one sense, she could almost forget the other two girls were there, a part of their sex—but on the other hand, she stayed startlingly aware of their presence and excited to be sharing something so forbidden with Brent.
Soon he thrust harder, plunging deep, as he bent forward to nibble her breast. Barbie automatically lifted it for him, releasing Jenna’s other tit to run her fingers through Brent’s hair. While Sasha caressed Jenna’s hip with one hand, she used the other to caress Brent, his back, his leg, eventually even grabbing on to his ass.
After a long while of kissing her welcoming tits, Brent rose back upright and resumed fucking her wildly. The girls still touched them both, heightening every sensation, and Jenna cried out at each body-wracking plunge. “So damn tight and wet,” he rasped, teeth clenched, and she lifted to meet the brutal ramming of his rock-hard erection. She heard his cock moving in her wetness—the slap, slap, slap into her female juices—and knew she must be more drenched than ever before.
And just when she thought she’d felt everything there was to feel, she realized her clit was tingling hotly again—Sasha had reached down between her and Brent to rub it. Jenna’s every upward thrust met Sasha’s naughty touches as well as Brent’s length—until Jenna exploded into orgasm yet again!
She screamed it out in earnest—there was no stopping her cries or holding them in. She screamed and screamed—until