Chapter 48

After the heat of Arizona, the cooler weather at home had been a pleasant change. Then the temperature plummeted, and endless waves of icy rain pummeled the area. But with Mandy appearing each morning, the world still brightened. Her warm frame snuggled tight to me in the hot tub made that week amazing.

One day, just after finishing breakfast, we exchanged grins. Naked but for her collar, she was rinsing the dishes as I finished the last of my coffee. We’d cut our exercises short. At least, the outside ones. Instead, my mattress had been the site of another vigorous workout. At the sink, she glowed while easing her hips in slow circles.

“Hungry for more?” I murmured, disturbing a wisp of steam from the hot coffee.

“Um-hmm.” Her tongue slid along her lips as she placed the last plate onto the draining board. “Always, master.”

Even as I started to chuckle, my phone buzzed. A text from Gary, and my brows furled. Since he’d been busy with actual work, I hadn’t expected a reply so soon after sending him the raw Cinder footage.

Hey, Jim. Completed final edits on Vegas vids.

Great.

After sending my response, I held the screen so Mandy could see. With a grin, she settled across my lap. Just then, three large video files started downloading to the phone.

I’m still on the road, but Lucy wants to visit. To review them with you. If you want?

At Mandy’s slow hiss and her arm sliding along my shoulder, I sighed. But then chuckled while typing.

Aw, do I have to fuck her again?

Ha, joke’s on you. She wants your sexy pet pussy. If she’s available.

He added a smiley. Then another.

When I showed Mandy the text, she flashed that impish grin. As my pulse ratcheted upward, she eased her legs apart while slipping the phone from my hands. After aiming it at her flushed, glittery seam, she snapped a photo. Her nails clacked on the glass.

Jim’s pet pussy is waiting.

She giggled, then moaned as I led her upstairs.

The next day, after our morning routine, she helped me set up for the movies. Couch cleared. Snacks out. Three tumblers of whiskey. Bottles of water. At first, she sat, but soon her naked frame started squirming. Her eyes kept flicking to the clock.

When the doorbell chimed, she jumped. Her breathing raced as I stood and headed for the front door. Once I’d tugged it open, a gust of cold humid air rushed inside, but did nothing to cool the heat zipping through my core.

“Hey there, baby,” Lucy said with a smile.

But I was mum while scanning her sleek, dark body. Her chest was barely contained in a tight-fitting, thigh-length flower-printed dress. A thick coat dangled from one fist.

“Guess you like, huh?” She laughed while gliding past me and tossing the coat to a hook.

With wavy black hair, swirled by the breeze, bouncing along bare shoulders, she left me in a cloud of elegant perfume. My response was to turn while shoving the door closed. As my hands found the zipper at the back of her neck, a low moan escaped her.

“Oh, gonna be one of those visits, huh, baby?” she murmured, then moaned louder as her hand reached behind to find the throbbing hardness beneath my shorts. “Mmm, missed me.”

“Yes,” I forced out before peeling the dress apart, revealing her toned spine.

Two slow steps and she was free of the dropping material, leaving her naked as she turned to face me. That grin widened as I scanned her bare chest. Full round globes topped by dark areolas and thick purple-black nipples, so tight they glistened.

“They missed you, Jim.” Her hands slid upward to cup them. “Go ahead. You know you want to.”

With a groan, I bent to engulf one of those large, firm mounds. As my mouth slurped and sucked, she moaned, and a hand rose to clasp the back of my head.

“Umm, yes,” she murmured as her nails raked my hair. When my teeth found a rubbery nipple, she arched into me with a louder moan. “God, I missed you, Jim. Mm-hmm, sweetie. You, um, need to teach Gary some moves. He just attacks them.”

When my hands shoved between us to find her dripping slit, she growled and thrust into me. As my fingers slid inside her, she ground against me, driving her tit into my slurping mouth.

At the sudden sway of her body and quiet slapping of skin, I glanced up to see the top of Mandy’s head behind Lucy’s shoulder.

“Oh, fuck. You two. Jesus, wow,” Lucy mumbled before moaning as Mandy’s hands caressed her flanks. “You two are a pair of animals. I haven’t even put down my stuff.”

Taking the hint, I tugged the purse from a shaky hand and lowered it to the floor. Right as she started to chuckle, her body tensed, and her hips thrust faster, riding my delving digits.

When I tugged them free and stepped back, lifting my open mouth from her chest, Lucy swayed forward in Mandy’s grip.

“Oh, you tease,” Lucy murmured while watching me ease my sticky fingers into my lips.

But before she could say more, Mandy gripped her by the wrist and led her to the couch. Yes, we’d done some planning. Lucy would be hers first. With my rod, an achy steel-pole, straining the cotton shorts, I retrieved Lucy’s clothing and bag from the floor.

By the time I’d joined them before the widescreen, they were locked in a tight squirming embrace.

After settling into an armchair, I lifted a tumbler and started the first video. But I was watching alone. Frankly, it wasn’t as interesting as tracking the hungry pair fall sideways to the leather.

Soon enough, as muffled moans escaped their ever more forceful kissing, legs had shifted. With her back on the cushions, Lucy’s thigh thrust between Mandy’s legs. Likewise, a pale thigh shoved into the dark woman’s sloppy mound.

That’s how they started, riding each other into crying wrecks. Then they shifted. Mandy slid downwards as Lucy tugged on a shaky leg until her pelvis straddled her smile. Between Lucy’s widespread legs, her dangling dark hair swirled ever faster. Wet slurping came from both women. Then moans. And finally, liquid screams escaped their frothy lips and hungry tongues as they shook together.

At long last, when the third and final video ended, only racing breaths and lengthy stuttering sighs filled the room. As they slid upright beside each other, faces glossy, both looked as if they’d run a marathon. By that point, I was so hard the slightest breeze would have blasted cum into the ceiling.

When I turned off the monitor, there was no reaction from them. With heads back and eyelids closed, their hands were motionless on each other.

“So?” I asked.

When Mandy rolled her head and eased her long eyelashes open, the gaze she gave me was the definition of vacant. She’d left the planet. Beside her, Lucy continued facing the ceiling, but opened her eyes.

With a chuckle—I hadn’t really expected a response—I reclined. But grimaced and groaned under my breath when my painfully swollen balls got caught in the shorts. While trying to slow my heartbeat, I laid my head back and closed my eyes. But the pain didn’t lessen.

At the quick peeling of skin from leather and a rapid gust of air moving towards me, I opened my eyes. Just as hands shoved into my waistband, I looked down to find Lucy’s smile.

“Really, Jim? You thought I’d only play with her?” After glancing at the panting imp’s sleek figure, still splayed out on the cushions, her gaze locked on me. “You’re too nice a host, baby.”

Right as I was about to utter “no prob,” my brain became that of a gibbering monkey. Abrupt, wet warmth glided over my swollen, achy knob and descended in a single swift motion. With only a rapid shift to reposition herself, Lucy was soon buried in my crotch, her lips nibbling at my root.

“Mmm, fuck. You’re so good,” I murmured as my fingers plunged into her thick, wavy hair.

Although Mandy had come a long way. And Susan, her daughter, was a very close second. By far the best cocksucker, Lucy worked me like a true artist. As her fists pumped and massaged, and that slurping mouth twisted, I floated ever higher into a magical heaven.