Rainier had stripped naked, and he was gorgeous. Strong, thick thighs and arms, broad shoulders. His long hair fell down around his face. He knew he was good looking; I could tell from the way he stood, posed like a classical statue. We looked at each other for a moment, appreciatively. From the couch, Sam watched, glass in one hand, the other resting on his thigh. Rainier moved towards me. I could feel the heat of his body and couldn't help smiling when his firm, warm cock brushed against my thigh as he embraced me and ran his hand up my back.
"Kiss her," said Sam. Onscreen, the redhead had her head tipped back as the brunette ate her cunt. Her nipples were as hard and red as ripe raspberries. Immediately, I wanted my breasts played with, and conveniently, Rainier was undoing the hooks on my bra as he put his mouth on my neck and began nibbling it, hot breath making me tingle all over.
"Leave the stockings on," said Sam. The bra slid down and Rainier tossed it onto the chair that held my dress. My perky tits aimed upwards, and he mauled one and gobbled at the other, greedily, rolling the sensitive bud between his sharp teeth, pulling at it, engulfing my breast with his great big hand.
The thrill of being watched was almost too much, and when Rainier's cock prodded the lips of my pussy before sliding between my legs, my cunt juddered in a small orgasm. Rainier pulled back and smiled. He grabbed my panties and ripped them in one powerful movement, and tossed them on the floor. I slapped him across the face.
"Those were my favorite pair," I said.
"He'll write you a check," he growled, grinning wickedly, his cock rigid from the slap, and pushed me back on the couch.
"I'll buy you ten pairs," said Sam, as Rainier casually put my leg over the back of the couch, exposing my wet pussy. I glanced over at the movie. The brunette had donned a strap on, an average and lifelike one that matched her skin tone perfectly. The redhead was down on her knees, hands behind her back. The fake cock rubbed against her cheek, and then the brunette grabbed a fistful of copper hair and forced her partners head back, jabbing the cock into her mouth and down her throat. The brunette was fucking the redhead's face hard and fast. The redhead moved one hand forward and began diddling herself.
"Eat her pussy," said Sam. "Darling, Bunny, would you like to fuck him?"
Rainier ran his tongue along my moist pussy lips, lapping away at the juice like a cat with a dish of milk. Sam got up off the couch he was on and walked slowly over to ours.
"Yes," I said. "Oooh." Rainier swirled his tongue around my clitoris and I arched my back, pushing into his mouth. He put his hand underneath me kneaded my ass as he ate me. I smiled. Sam's cock was stiff in his pants, aroused from watching us.
Slowly, Rainier slid a condom over his cock, and began rubbing the head against my slit. I wanted it inside me, filling me up. He entered me at the same time that the brunette entered the redhead, sliding the rubber dildo into her puffy lipped pussy. Rainier went slowly, moaning deeply as he indulgently rubbed his balls against my cunt. Back out he came, steadily and easily from my well oiled crack. In and out, in and out.
"Slow it down," said Sam, sitting down on the couch and putting his hand on my breast. He leaned over and kissed me again like he had the other night, and I exploded. Rainier stopped, eyes closed. He opened them a moment later, sheepishly, and slowly removed his cock. It drooped, the reservoir tip of the condom full of cum.
"Oh, come on," said Sam, a little irritated.
"You try fucking that pussy and not blowing in five seconds," said Rainier. "Christ, man, it's like a Chinese finger trap."
He bent over and licked my pussy again. "I got her warmed up. Enjoy."
