I began to suck the tip of Mario's cock. He was seated on our bed but with Maurice under him. Maurice's cock was still buried deep up the ass of my boyfriend, Mario. I was licking the tip of Mario's luscious cock and moving slowly further down his shaft when Maurice changed the position. He moved to sit Indian style to remove Mario's bended legs from his flanks, as he was sitting atop Maurice's lap. Maurice then stretched his legs out in front of him. Mario's legs were bent at the knees and pulled wide apart. The movement made Mario sank even deeper on Maurice's hardon. I looked up at Mario's strained face. I wanted to say something but instead I continued my journey down the length of Mario's cock. I can taste myself all over his shaft along with his dried up cum. More poured out from the tip as I slowly pumped my head up and down his dick.
When I finally came to his balls, there was some wet cum resting there. I knew it had to come from Maurice. He had came really hard and his cum must have leaked out of Mario's ass and down the rest of him. Some coming to nestle in the black curls protecting Mario's sac. I lapped this up even more. Sucking gently on his balls and taking them into my mouth to warm. I can hear Mario groan above me. I kept nibbling away at his sac as I looked up. Maurice was lovingly stroking Mario's black curly hair and nibbling tenderly on his neck. With the other hand he was pinching Mario's nipple. Mario's cock began to twitch in my mouth. And it shocked me to see that Mario was being turned on, allot.
I wasn't the only one noticing this as Maurice began to stroke Mario's cock. I pulled my head away since his hand kept hitting my face. I can take a hint. I sat back and watched the spectacle. Mario's face was really contorted in discomfort. I didn't know if it was because of Maurice's big cock or Maurice's Big Cock!
"Mario, honey, are you enjoying yourself?" I asked concerned. He looked at me and Maurice kept up with his onslaught on Mario's ear and cock. Mario began to shudder in his arms. I kept trying to look him in his eyes but what ever Maurice was doing was really getting to Mario. Mario kept moving his head this way and that, while Maurice pumped his cock quickly and then slowed. When he did slow down, he would squeeze the tip and precum would appear at the top. And then he would pump quickly on Mario's cock again. Mario didn't have anytime to reply. All he could have done was moan and groan from the pleasure.
I moved in to touch his face and make him look at me. Maurice jerked Mario's head back and turned his face around to kiss him. When I saw the way how Maurice was kissing Mario, it tore my heart in pieces. I guess I am too just as jealous and possessive of Mario as he was of me. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Mario, look at me!" I demanded with a strained voice.
"What is your problem, little girl? Can't you see men at work, here?" Maurice said jokingly and he kept kissing Mario. Mario's eyes was tightly shut as if not willing himself to succumb to the kiss.
Mario began to pant heavily. I knew he was about to climax. I nearly left the bed, but none to quicker. Mario grunted one more time before his cum sprayed all over me. His hips bucking with the force of his orgasm. Maurice's hands moving in a blur over Mario's cock as it sprayed it's love juice over my breast and neck, nearly reaching my face. I turned to look at Mario and he looked at me.
"Are you satisfied with yourself, love." I said flatly.
