He sucked on her nipples, biting down on them, grinding his crotch between her legs. She was writhing, crying out loudly in pleasure. Her fingers searching his body with need for him. Her breaths filling the air. Her white blouse was open, bra pulled down under her 34C cup breasts, lying back on the sofa with his hard body over her. He slipped his hand down her thighs, up her short skirt, rubbing hard against her panty clad pussy, her juices soaking through.
"Ohhh Sean," she cried out, her body shuddering a little.
His mouth still filled with her soft mounds, his tongue toyed with her nipple as his fingers moved up and hooked into the waistband of her panties, slipping them down her legs. He felt her fingers clutching at his shirt, her body bucking and writhing, wanting more.
He parted her legs and teased her clit with a gentle run of his fingers, simultaneously biting down on her taut nipple as he rammed his fingers deep inside her, causing her to shudder and shake as she came. Her lips parting slightly, her brows in a wrinkle, her ecstatic scream taking over. He could feel her pussy clenching tightly around his fingers as he pumped them in and out of her. His jeans felt like they would burst at his hard cock wanting to get out and deep inside her right away.
As her orgasm started to die down, he sat up and started to undo his pants. He looked out the window and noticed three cars parking on the driveway.
"Fuck baby, they're early," he exhaled in exasperation.
"Wait, you're not stopping yet," she started to say but his lips met hers for a quick kiss. He was already buttoning his shirt and zipping up his pants.
"I'll make it up to you later," he answered with an apologetic grin, "you know I always make good on my word."
She sat up, buttoning her top with a pout. "Can I have my panties back?"
He smiled, "Think of me without them." He left as the doorbell rang.
Erin sighed, her body was still burning with need but his friends were already there. She did believe he would make up for it, mind blowing sex would follow. He always made sure of it. She'd been with him for 3 years now. She met Sean when she was just 16 years old, through countless meetings with her dad, they did business together. He was 38 now and she was 22.
She exhaled loudly and got up, fixed her hair and cleaned up a bit before joining him in greeting his guests. She didn't linger, nor played hostess whenever they had guy's night together. She wondered if she should don a new pair of panties. Her skirt was a bit short. Her clean, smooth pussy, glistening still from her juices, exposed underneath made her feel a bit wild and uninhibited. She closed her eyes for a moment, thoughts of bouncing on his big, hard cock were filling her mind, getting fucked like crazy...
She sighed, Why can't he just sneak out and fuck me, she thought before opening the door and leaving the room.
She met them as they were making their way to the den, smiling as they saw her approach. Sean smiled and pulled her to him. "Glad you could come down, baby." He kissed her cheek, his hand moving down to her ass, giving it a tight squeeze. "You know the guys, right?"
"I should, I've met them a few times now," she grinned, she was so bad at remembering names. She glanced at each of them, there were seven. Two were African-American - Ty and Chris, one Asian - Russel, and the rest were Caucasian - Paul, Gunner, Marc and Noah. As she passed a smile at each face, she noticed one staring at her lower body. She wondered if he could tell she was naked under her skirt.
"Let's grab a beer then," she heard one of them call out and others cheering in approval.
Sean kissed her cheek, "will you be okay?"
"Of course."
"Keep the bed warm for me then?"
She smiled as he left her side to take out the snacks and beers. Some of the guys said their hellos as they passed her, exchanging smiles and pleasantries. She gasped as she felt a hand up her skirt, squeeze her ass quickly. She turned but there were three and she wasn't sure which one of them could have done it.
All three smiled as they passed her, asking her if she would join them. She smiled, telling them no but that she would be around if ever any of them needed anything. She left the room and entered one of the bedrooms close-by. She pulled out her phone and checked out a chatroom she often went to just to kill time.
A guy of 28 she had chatted with a few times had messaged her. She replied back. Quickly getting naughty, she groaned as her body regained its previous predicament.
