
"You're making it very hard for me to concentrate on anything else, Hailee," I confessed, my voice a ragged whisper. My thumb continued its hypnotic dance on her nipple, watching the way her eyes fluttered shut in pure pleasure. She let out a small, breathy moan, a sound that sent a jolt of raw desire straight through me. Her hand tightened on me, a confident, deliberate squeeze that made me gasp.
"Good," she breathed, her lips just brushing mine, a tantalizing tease. "Because I don't want you to concentrate on anything else." Her tongue flickered out, tracing the outline of my mouth, tasting, exploring. The air crackled around us, charged with an almost unbearable tension.
I pulled her closer still, eliminating every last inch of space between us, our bodies now pressed intimately together, a perfect fit. The soft silk of her slip rode up, revealing the smooth skin of her thigh, and I felt the insistent throb of my desire pressing against her.
"Alright my lovebirds! I'm still standing here and waiting for my pleasure. What should I do with that soft cock now?" Sabrina's voice, laced with a potent mix of impatience and desire, cut through the humid afternoon air.
"Well, if you give it a minute, you'll be pleasantly surprised," I replied, a slow smile spreading across my face as I turned my attention to Hailee. Her eyes, wide and glistening, met mine as I reached for the flimsy ties of her bikini top. With a gentle tug, the fabric gave way, revealing her pert, sun-kissed breasts, already taut with excitement. A soft gasp escaped her lips as the cool breeze kissed her skin.
My gaze drifted between the two of them – Sabrina, standing with her hands provocatively on her hips, her own magnificent curves gleaming, and Hailee, now exposed and vulnerable in the best possible way. The sight was a potent cocktail, and I felt a familiar throb deep in my groin. My earlier momentary dip in readiness was swiftly receding, replaced by a surging, insistent hardness that made my trunks feel suddenly too tight.
"Oh, is that so?" Sabrina purred, her eyes fixed on the growing bulge. "Because I'm getting quite good at this waiting game, but my patience does have its limits."
Ignoring her playful threat, I stepped closer to Hailee, my fingers tracing a deliberate path along her side. Her skin was incredibly soft, warm from the sun, and she shivered delicately under my touch. As my thumb brushed the swell of her breast, a low moan escaped her, a sound that sent a jolt of pure arousal straight through me. My cock, now fully engorged, pulsed with a rhythm that matched my accelerating heartbeat.
I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. "Just getting started, angel." My hand continued its gentle exploration, cupping the full weight of her breast, feeling the delicate peak harden further between my fingers. Sabrina watched, a predatory gleam in her eyes, her tongue tracing the outline of her lips. She might have been impatient, but the anticipation was clearly a pleasure all its own for her. The game had truly begun.
Moonlight, filtered through the silk curtains, painted the scene in shades of silver and shadow, casting an ethereal glow on Sabrina and Hailee as they worked their magic on me. My hips were already twitching, a low groan rumbling in my chest.
Sabrina, her auburn hair fanned across my stomach, hummed contentedly as her tongue swirled around the head of my cock, a deliberate, teasing rhythm that had my toes curling. Meanwhile, Hailee, perched at my side, her fingers expertly stroking and squeezing the shaft, her eyes, dark and glittering in the dim light, locked onto mine. Her thumb pressed down with just the right amount of pressure, sending a shiver through me.
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Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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