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“I love the smell of sex.”
His eyes tell me how badly he wants me, and, without thinking about it, I draw my face close to his and murmur, in my best Mexican Spanish fromEmerald Madness, “Now you’re going to fuck me, Dexter.”
Eric looks at me, surprised. Dexter looks at me, enthralled. What am I talking about?
Neither of them understands what I’m saying. Dexter’s little guy doesn’t work. How can he do it? When I explain my idea to Eric, he smiles. With his help, we sit Dexter in an armless chair, and we fasten one of the vibrating dildos with a harness around his waist. Apparently amused, Dexter looks at the penis that sits erect on his lap.
“God, it’s been a while since I’ve seen that!”
Without another word, I kiss Eric. My ass is near Dexter’s face, and Eric pulls apart my cheeks and tempts him to move my butt plug. He does. Dexter gets into the game and pinches my buttocks to get them red. Eric kisses me and whispers in my mouth, “You drive me crazy, darling.”
I grin. Eric grins.
“Dexter, offer me my woman.”
Dexter takes me by the hand, sits me down on top of him, and spreads my legs. He touches my plug with his hand and murmurs in my ear, “Goddess ... you’re so hot. I love how adventurous you are.”
I smile, and when Eric’s mouth settles over my vagina, I tense up. Dexter holds me down, and I sway back and forth while I gasp and moan from the wonderful things my love is doing to me. Wanting to get the two of them even hotter, I whisper, “Yes ... Just like that ... Don’t stop ... Don’t stop ... More ... Oh yes! ... I like that ... Yes ... Yes.”
Eric’s tongue touches my clit again and again. He circles around it, taking it between his lips and sucking on it while Dexter offers me up and touches my breasts. He gets them hard with his fingertips; he pinches them. My Iceman continues to make love to my vagina with his mouth and draws crazy moans from me. Dexter’s breathing gets faster by the minute, and when Eric lifts me up in the air and penetrates me, all three of us gasp. My love holds me up against the wall to plunge forcefully into me again and again until we both finally come. Pleasured and still highly turned on, I look at Dexter.
“Your turn,” I whisper.
I straddle him and slide the dildo on the harness inside me. I give him the remote control, and he makes it vibrate. Dexter smiles. Like a porn-movie goddess, I slide up and down again and again in search of my own pleasure while I rub against him and my breasts bounce and sway close to his mouth. Dexter holds my waist with his hands and starts dancing to the same rhythm as I do. He pulls me again and again onto the dildo while I scream with pleasure.
Eric doesn’t take his eyes off us. He doesn’t say a word either. He just watches while Dexter grabs me forcefully and pushes inside me again and again. Desperate to come, I yell, “Like that ... Fuck me like that ... Oh yes!”
My pussy is wrapped around the dildo, and I gasp, looking in his eyes. “Come on, Dexter, show me how badly you want me.”
My words bring him to life. His desire increases, and I can almost feel his mind cloud over. Heated up, Dexter jackhammers the dildo into me.
“Don’t slow down ... Don’t stop!” I scream.
Dexter couldn’t stop even if he wanted to, and when he squeezes me one last time against the harness and lets out a groan of satisfaction, I know I have achieved my goal. Dexter has enjoyed it just as much as Eric and just as much as I have.
32
One afternoon, Flyn and I are holding hands and skating in the garage when the garage door suddenly starts opening. Eric is home early. We both stand there paralyzed.
We’re going to be in so much trouble!
I react quickly, grab the kid, and race out of the garage. But Eric is hot on our heels, and I don’t know what to do.
Like a crazy person, I open the door that leads to the swimming pool. The boy looks at me.
“Earful or pool?”
We don’t give it a second thought. Fully dressed and in skates, we jump into the pool. As soon as we stick our heads out of the water, the door opens, and Eric stares at us. We both lean over the edge of the pool, sneakily hiding our feet and skates underwater.
“Since when do you get in the pool with clothes on?” Eric asks in shock.
Flyn and I look at each other and laugh.
“It was a bet. We were on PlayStation, and the loser had to do it.”
“So why are you both in the water?” Eric goes on, amused.
“Because Jude’s a cheater,” Flyn complains. “And since I won, when she jumped in, she pulled me in too.”