I've had too much to drink. I can feel the red wine in my back, arms, and down to my toes. My face is flushed and my neck tingles. And God, I want her to shut up. I can't stand the way she's talking about her pussy being so hot and wet. I doubt she's made men come in a 30 second blow job, as she says. And I hate the way she demonstrated a lap dance. How dare she writhe that ass, while squeezing her breasts and moaning, just inches away from his body?
She licks her lips and I see my man's eyes follow the movement. I can see him imagining that tongue on the head of his cock, those full lips around the shaft. MY shaft. I glance down at his shorts and confirm my suspicions. Bitch.
"And the craziest place I've ever fucked someone is on top of the Empire State Building." She closes her eyes, is quiet for a moment. "I didn't come because it was so quick, but shit! It was fabulous. . .he just came up behind me, pushed me against the railing, hiked my skirt up, wham!" she shoved one hand against the other, showing us exactly how she had been whammed. "I just pretended to be looking at the skyline."
"Uh, more wine?" I say lamely. I get up and pour her a little, the dark liquid sloshing slightly onto the side of the glass. My finger caresses the spill, wiping it slowly from bottom to lip. Before I can lift it to my lips, she grabs my finger and puts it in her mouth. Her tongue slowly swishes around, wet and hot against my skin. She pulls it out, sucking loudly as she goes, biting the end. For once she doesn't talk and just looks at me. Before I can change my mind, I bend over and kiss her lips.
We're in the bed, completely naked. I've tasted her breasts, kissed her stomach, bitten her ass. Now I'm at her pussy, my body between her legs. I pull at her labia, stretching the skin and then gently take them between my teeth, grinding the skin back and forth. I let go, the skin drops back around her opening. My tongue gets close to her clit, I take a breath, and slowly begin to lap around the hood. Slow circles, coming closer and closer, tighter and harder. My ass rises in the air as my arms grip her under her back, lifting her pussy higher to my mouth. Urgently, I lick lower, my tongue seeking out the fresh pussy juices. She moans, rocking her hips upwards.
"You like that tasty cunt, don't you?" he says from behind me. I turn around and see my naked man, his hand on his cock. He's slowly stroking it forward and back and forward again. His eyes are on us. I ignore his comment, but lean back towards him, exposing my wet pussy to his greedy eyes. I hear him gasp as I dive back down and continue licking in and out, my tongue slipping up the walls and into this cunt's pussy. My nose tickles and is rimmed with warm, salty juices. I stop and turn my head again, "Do you want me to keep going?" I ask. He nods, smiles, then stops as he see my frown. "Then you better fucking please me," I say. He immediately moves forward, his penis obediently at the ready. I drop my ass, denying access.