More and more, May, my "special" girl, would do literally anything for the euphoric release, preferably in somebody's mouth. Subsequent to our initial encounter and her continuing involvement with cock suck pro Andi, I witnessed May gradually become a more and more vigorous and perhaps more violent and intrusive face fucker, and fucker in general, especially once she approached the "point of no return". It was all about her and her orgasm, not your face, ass or pussy and, if you weren't in control of the process, watch out. Although she heretofore had always been a fabulous lover and a caring sex partner, May's increasing lust for sex, particularly of the oral kind, had begun to make her selfish and self-serving during lovemaking.
Nevertheless, being such an inherent "pleaser", I noticed the change, but it was never a real issue for me since I loved making her cum and I liked aggressive women. The blowjob, however, was not my strong suit for obvious reasons, and I think this frustrated her a bit. Certainly, I paled shamefully in comparison to little miss Andi, the World Champion, MVP and five-time gold medalist of the Professional Fellatio League. Even if you were dead, Andi could get you to cum. May's growing quest for constant sex and the ultimate orgasm gradually turned her more to focusing on Andi and her mouth.
I almost couldn't blame her.
Out of town on business for a few days and now driving back home, I decided to detour to May's place, unannounced. I figured that we could catch up, have lunch and play around a little. Of course, I had a key to her apartment, but the door was unlocked when I tried it. Forgetting to announce myself initially as I entered, I looked around. Nobody was in the immediate room, but I thought I heard her in the bedroom shuffling around.
"May?" I said, not wanting to scare the shit out of her by just barging in.
I then heard a muffled: "Ugh, ugh, ugh, ahh, ugh", the guttural sounds sometimes overlapping and sometimes alternating in rhythm. The rhythm of sex.
I quietly opened the door, immediately making the sounds clear and loud. I walked in to a wonderful view of May's beautiful ass and she was pounding away mercilessly at a small woman underneath. It was Andi, on the floor and on her back. She was taking a beating. Neither of them had heard me and May was really working her over. Andi had a rope tied around one ankle, but it wasn't tethered to anything so it flailed around, following Andi's thrashing leg where ever it went. I noticed a second later a pair of ripped panties laying to one side, and the bed was a mess.
"Boy, did I show up just a minute too late." I thought to myself. Although I would think differently later, it was kind of a hot scene. I just continued to watch quietly at May banging away harshly. I couldn't help but think that I had never before seen May deliver such a fierce pummeling.
May's thrusts slowed, but also went deeper as she neared climax, her balls and body audibly slapping Andi.
"Ah, ah, AH, AH!" With a final, deep, pinning thrust, May unloaded in Andi's overworked pussy. The unremitting hammering then stopped. It was all over.
May pulled out, turned over and, sitting up, looked up at me. Petite little Andi, who was still flat on her back, didn't even look up to acknowledge me. Her legs were still wide open, thighs red, with her gaping pussy dribbling May's cum in slithering white blobs, puddling on the rug. It looked like she had been run over by a truck.
May was a little surprised to see me standing there.
"Oh, Rob, Hi. Why didn't you join in?" Asked a hard-breathing May, reorganizing her hair.
"Well, I was a bit too late and, from the looks of things, I don't think that there might have been much left for me." I said, laughing nervously.
"Ok", said May with a smile, rolling over on all fours, her cock still dripping. "Just fuck ME." She then spread her ass cheeks with her hand and circled her asshole.
I eyed her puckered entrance for a second, but quickly thought better of accepting her tempting invitation.
While she might had simply been startled and wanted to please me after being apart for a few days, I think she didn't want me to feel left out. Or maybe she was just that fucking horny today. Then again, perhaps she was embarrassed by me observing her brutal thrashing of Andi. Viewing the scene further, my money was on the last option.
"Come on, honey, let's get some lunch and kiss." I recommended, turning her down, but not saying it directly. May popped up off the floor, came over to me with a happy bounce and kissed me. I couldn't resist finishing her short journey with a firm grip and pull on her still half hard cock. It was coated with goo.
"Ooh, come on, let's fuck! Or at least a blowjob!" she said as it amazingly responded to my hand. "Both Andi and I would be happy to do you one!"
"This chick is seriously all about the sex!" I remember thinking, with May now rubbing her hardening cock against my pant leg as she hugged. I felt myself coming alive, but I was worried about Andi.
Andi. Poor Andi. I looked down and she still hadn't moved, although I could see that she was still alive. To me, Andi, despite her sadistic domination of me a few weeks ago, was still my innocent little girl, who I felt I had to love and protect. I went over and knelt beside her. She instead propped herself up on her elbows and looked at May.
"God, May, fuck! What the fuck was that?" Andi questioned rhetorically. Looking away, she pulled herself off the floor and plopped on the edge of the bed sitting, not looking at either of us.
"I just got run over by a truck." Andi said, finally looking up a me. I almost laughed, but I'm glad I didn't.
Andi then wrangled the rope off her ankle and threw it against a dresser. Hard. She was fucking pissed.
"You know, I'm small and maybe I'm a little too small for the both of you." She said, now looking up again.
"Hey, don't fucking throw me into this." I said, raising my voice. Wishing I could unsay that, I then started to worry over the implication. I loved her and didn't want to lose her.
Calming down, "I'm sorry," Andi said, again looking down at the floor. I could see that she had started to tear up. I pulled her up and hugged her tightly. "That's Ok. Listen. We all love each other here and we'll figure this out." I said calmly. Looking down at her I said: "I love you, Andi. You're my little girl." I squeezed a little more with my hug. She did so back. Turning her head against my chest, her eyes started wetting up my shirt. While she was an amazing, aggressive lover, she was also quite sensitive. Twenty-five-year-old Andi was a real woman, the complete package. I worshipped her.
May then rushed over and hugged her also, perhaps now realizing that she had made a big mistake in her sexual treatment of Andi. May was the quintessential bleeding heart and hated to see someone in pain or distraught. It was her shining quality and I loved her for it. I still didn't know what really happened, since I had only witnessed the conclusion. But Andi was right about one thing however. Almost anyone was physically larger than her and that included both May and I. And while Andi was a creative and receptive sex partner, you had to be careful not to unwittingly abuse her with your size.
May, apparently, had stepped over that invisible line.
"Ok, everybody." I said. "Let's get something to eat and make up. I promise I won't scold or judge; I just want us to be happy together." Although I was a "Type A", mostly heterosexual male, I had the occasional ability to calm the waters a bit but, usually, only when I wanted to. This was one of those times.
May still had a worried look on her face, with Andi looking down still hugging me. May's heart was easy to break and she too loved Andi. I think she now realized that she had stepped over that line.
"Don't worry, don't worry. We'll work this out." I said looking at May. She smiled and kissed me.
