Daphne’s eyes were half-closed but Carrie saw her glance over at them, coming back to where she was, at least a little. She nudged Wilson, her breath hot and fast, squeezing him with her thighs, slowing him with her hips.
“Maybe we should switch,” she murmured, meeting his eyes.
Wilson looked over at the couple beside him and then back to her. “Do you want to?”
“I want to see you fuck Carrie.” Daphne licked her lips, eyes brightening. “Do it from behind.”
Doc’s hands tightened on his wife’s hips, but he let her go when she crawled off him, putting her bottom up in the air and glancing back as Wilson positioned himself between her thighs. It was strange and exciting to see him poised behind her that way.
“You sure, man?” Wilson looked over at Doc, whose cock was still wet with his wife’s juices.
“Yeah.” Doc rolled onto his elbow to watch. “Go ahead.”
“Do it.” Carrie’s pussy seized in anticipation, aching to feel him fill her. “Fuck me!”
Wilson groaned at her words, sliding his cock up and down her slit, glancing down as Daphne sat up on her elbows to watch. Carrie looked into her friend’s eyes and saw the excitement there.
“Isn’t he good?” Daphne whispered, her eyes bright.
“Oh god,” Carrie cried as he shoved into her, so different from Doc, his cock sliding in at an angle, hitting all sorts of new spots inside of her. “Oh my god!”
“Take that cock, baby,” Doc urged beside her, his hand cupping her swaying breast, tweaking her nipple. “Take it!”
“Oh Carrie, you’re so wet,” Wilson gasped, his hips bucking against hers. “Oh fuck…”
Daphne maneuvered on the bed, her fingers working in her pussy, clearly missing Wilson’s cock, but the excitement in her eyes was unmistakable. Carrie wiggled around on the bed, taking Wilson with her, positioning herself between Daphne’s thighs.
“Yes!” Daphne cried as if her friend had read her mind, looking down as Carrie buried her face between her legs, Wilson’s cock pounding them both now, moving Carrie’s mouth on Daphne’s pussy with every thrust. “Oh sweetie, I love your tongue so much. Lick it! Lick me!”
Carrie heard Wilson’s low growl at their words and knew they must be quite a sight, her blonde head buried in the redhead’s cunt, but then things got even more interesting and complicated, Daphne urging Doc over, grabbing his cock in her hand. Doc knelt up on the bed beside her, letting Daphne take him between her lips, feeding her his length.
“Oh yeah,” Doc moaned, watching his wife lick the redhead’s pussy. “Suck it, honey. Nice and deep. Oh what a hot little mouth you have…”
Daphne whimpered in response, her eyes closing with pleasure as Carrie teased her clit with her tongue. Doc slowly fucked her mouth, watching his wife get fucked by his friend, her blonde head buried between Daphne’s slender, creamy thighs.
“Wilson!” Carrie cried out, her mouth unfastened from the sticky lava of Daphne’s pussy. “Oh! Fuck! Baby!” She looked up at Doc, almost as if for permission. “Oh god, he’s going to make me come! Doc! Ohhh!”
Doc nodded, his eyes on hers. “Come for me,” he told her. “Come all over his hard fucking dick.”
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes!” She moaned and writhed and arched, meeting Wilson’s hard, wild thrusts, her pussy beginning to spasm violently, the sensation almost more than she could bear. She felt Daphne’s fingers in her hair, stroking her, Doc’s large hand cupping her breast, squeezing, kneading her flesh, and the pounding of Wilson’s gorgeous, tattooed cock taking her to the edge of bliss and beyond.
“Oh my god!” She collapsed on the bed, resting her cheek against Daphne’s thigh.
“My turn,” Doc teased, making Carrie glance up at him and whimper.
Daphne laughed. “Are we switching back?”
“Not quite yet.” Doc nudged his wife aside and positioning himself between Daphne’s legs. “I want your tight little pussy first.”
Daphne moaned, taking his full length in one deep thrust. Carrie watched, breathless, her pussy still throbbing from her own climax, as her husband fucked Daphne. She felt Wilson’s weight beside her on the bed and she turned to him, smiling, almost shy now, even though just moments before he’d made her come so hard her ears were ringing.
“That was yummy.” She glanced down at his cock, seeing it pulsing against his thigh. “Mmmm. Now I wanna taste.”
“Oh god.” Wilson rolled to his back as she wiggled herself between his thighs, beginning to lick him clean. He was coated with her from base to tip and Carrie found herself tracing the lines of his tattoo up to the ridge again and again.
“Please,” he whispered, his hand in her hair. “Carrie, please. Suck it.”
She took him fully into her mouth, slowly swallowing his length, hearing his groan. Beside them, Daphne had rolled Doc to his back and was riding him, rolling her hips forward and back, working his cock deep inside. His hands gripped her hips so hard his knuckles were white, his eyes half-closed, fighting some internal battle.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” Wilson gasped, looking up at Daphne. She smiled at him, reaching out, and their palms touched, fingers entwined.
Carrie cupped his balls in her hand, rolling them gently as she sucked him, drawing his attention back to what she was doing. He looked down at her and moaned, shaking his head.
“And you’re so fucking gorgeous, it hurts.” His hips thrust up all on their own, aiming for the back of her throat.
Doc chuckled, glancing over at his friend. “How lucky are we?”
“I think we won the sex lottery,” Wilson exclaimed, watching his friend’s wife swallow the length of his cock.
Carrie smiled, looking up at Daphne, and she nodded, understanding her look, seeing how her friend’s hand clasped Wilson’s, bridging the distance between them.
“Come here, Daph.” Carrie took his tattooed cock out of her mouth. “Come fuck him.”
The redhead leaned over and kissed Doc, nice and slow, before sliding up his length and coming to straddle Wilson. He took charge easily, guiding her hips, letting Carrie aim his cock between her swollen pussy lips. Carrie glanced over at Doc, seeing him smiling.
Daphne cried out when he entered her, even though she’d been expecting it. Carrie watched her settle into the saddle of Wilson’s hips, her friend’s fiery pubic hair a contrast to Wilson’s dark nest. They were completely joined, whole, even their hands entwined, palm to palm, as they began to rock, their hips moving all on their own.
“Come here, minx.” Doc slapped Carrie’s behind, sticking up in the air as she leaned over to watch Wilson fuck her friend. “I want my wife.”
“You always had me.” She went to him, climbing up and sliding down his pole, already slick with Daphne’s pussy juices, making it all the more sweet.
“Mmmmmm, now that’s my girl.” Doc’s thumbs settled into the indents of her hipbones, looking up at her and smiling. Beside them, Daphne and Wilson were already rocking the bed, their breath coming in short, harsh pants.
“Nice and easy.” Carrie rolled her hips in circles.
“Look.” Doc glanced over, seeing Daphne riding Wilson, her hips making the same motion. They were sexy as hell, Carrie had to admit, the two of them grinding and moaning and clinging to each other, but there was something else, and Doc felt it too. They’d brought the two of them here for Christmas, intending to give each other a gift, and instead had somehow given their friends a gift instead.
“I know.” Carrie smiled, leaning over to kiss her husband. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He kissed her back. “Now fuck me until I come up inside your hot little cunt so hard you can taste it.”
Carrie moaned, his tongue sucking at hers as he began to thrust, driving her up on the bed. He fucked her hard, so hard it almost hurt, but she didn’t care. Carrie gasped when Doc rolled her to her back and she saw that the couple beside them had changed position, Wilson shoving his cock in hard and deep.