Tina collapsed face-down on the table, breathing harshly. Robert was panting too, but his active lifestyle kept him in great shape. His endurance was never an issue, something his wife approved immensely on their own sack sessions. His wife was equipped with an endurance and stamina that could rival his own, but Tina wasn’t his wife. There she was, sprawled on the table looking like she wouldn’t have the strength to ever stand again.
“Get up,” Robert said curtly. “This isn’t done yet. I’m not done yet.”
Tina flipped on her back. Her breasts were moving up and down in perfect timing with her breathing. Her cunt was still swollen and drenched with white fluid, some of which were beginning to dry out already. Looking at her like that got Robert’s arousal going again. He slapped Tina’s cunt.
“Ouch!” Tina exclaimed, her surprise mingled with hurt.
“I said we’re not done yet,” Robert repeated. “On your side now.”
With a whimper, Tina turned and lay on her side. Robert nodded approvingly and went to lie down right behind her. He draped an arm over her so that his hand was fondling a breast. “I’m the boss around here, Tina,” he whispered, his fingers playing an erotic song over Tina’s growing nipple. “I say what I want you to do, and you do what I say.”
Tina nodded. She was too choked up to say anything. She wasn’t afraid of Mr. Smith, not by a long shot, but she didn’t like being told what to do, especially in bed. Tina was used to calling all the shots, but the tables were turned now. She was the slave, and Robert was the master.
Robert saw her nod. “Good.” He removed his hand from her breast and placed it beneath her thigh, placing it right on her cunt. His fingers worked their magic again, three of them inside Tina now. Tina closed her eyes and whimpered in pleasure. Robert didn’t say anything; he simply went on twirling and rotating his fingers inside Tina’s flesh. The more he twirled, the more Tina became wet, and the more Tina became wet, the easier it became to move inside her. The cycle went on.
Robert removed his finger out of Tina’s organ. This time, he held her leg and raised it high, supporting its weight with his hand. Without even a word, he thrust his cock inside Tina’s still-slippery cunt. The entry was made easier by Tina’s bodily fluids, and Robert was once again reminded of how he like the snug fit of Tina on his dick.
They went on like that for quite some time: Tina on her side, grinding her hips to move along with Robert’s thrusts, Robert sliding himself deeper and deeper into the college girl’s cunt with every thrust he made, shutting his eyes and moaning with pleasure in every thrust he made, his steady hand still holding Tina’s leg up in the air.
Tina shuddered, and a split second later, Robert did the same. Their almost-synchronous orgasms exploded in a kind of symphony that both have never felt before. Tina cried out loud and shuddered again as another orgasm rocked through her sweat-drenched body. Robert pulled himself out of Tina and lay on his back, breathing heavily. Beside him, Tina panted harshly too.
The door to the kitchen suddenly swung open, and before Tina could let a word out, Mrs. Smith strode into the room. Erin Smith was no longer dressed in the formal business suit she had on early in the evening when Tina met her for the babysitting session. What she had on was a white lacy slip that revealed more than concealed. Tina’s eyes widened. Whoever said Erin Smith was hot had obviously never seen her in her naked glory. Hot was an understatement. Scorching and blazing were the words that rang closest to the goddess that was Erin Smith, and even those two words didn’t bring her beauty any justice.
I’m dead, Tina thought. She knew she would do the same if the tables were turned, if it was she who caught the babysitter with nothing on and lying on a kitchen table beside her husband.
“Darling,” Robert drawled. “You’re home.”
Erin responded by giving her husband a deep kiss. Robert kissed her back, and pretty soon, they were engaged in some heavy tongue action. Tina couldn’t believe her eyes. But what she couldn’t believe even more was that she actually felt turned on by the sight before her.
Erin broke the kiss and turned to face Tina. Blushing furiously, Tina opened her mouth to explain everything. But she was unable to get anything out, though, because Erin’s mouth was suddenly on hers. A second later, Erin’s tongue was cutting into her lips and into her mouth as well.
More of a reflex than anything else, Tina kissed Erin back. Erin sighed and ran her tongue inside Tina’s mouth. She then went on to suck Tina’s tongue, and Tina moaned.
Once again Erin broke the kiss and whispered in Tina’s ear, “Don’t ever think I’m mad at your or at Robert, Tina dear.” She kissed the tip of Tina’s ear.
In one fluid motion, Erin shed her lacy slip and stood in her birthday suit in front of Tina. Tina eyed her hungrily. Erin’s breasts weren’t too large, but they looked firm and upright. Her hips were incredible, and she didn’t have a hint of hair down there. Unable to help herself, Tina moved toward Erin and fastened her mouth on Erin’s breasts.
Tina sucked on Erin’s apple-like breasts with an intensity she didn’t know she had. Erin didn’t moan, but she gave these harsh, short breaths that gave away the fun she was having with what Tina had been doing. Tina ran her tongue over Erin’s tits, down Erin’s stomach, and into Erin’s cunt. Erin spread her legs apart to give Tina more access. Tina showed her gratitude by inserting two fingers into Erin’s crack and slowly licking on Erin’s clit.
Tina was suddenly aware of someone standing behind her. Looking up, she saw it was Robert. Robert and Erin-husband and wife, Tina found herself thinking-were sharing yet another deep and torrid kiss. The sight of the gorgeous couple passionately locking their lips made Tina moan with pleasure. She stuck her tongue inside Erin’s cunt. Erin tasted of something sweet and a faint hint of sweat. Erin’s hips made grinding motions that Tina understood for pleasure, and she increased the speed of her tongue darting in and out of Erin’s cunt. Erin groaned again, and Tina grabbed Erin’s hips this time to stop her from completely falling over.
Tina’s tongue made its dance in and out of Erin’s cunt, until Erin broke free from Robert’s lips and buckled over. Liquid gushed out of Erin’s organ, filling Tina’s mouth and spraying her face. Tina swallowed Erin’s come and shut her eyes, liking how the fluid sprayed her face. Then something was thrust inside her mouth. It was Robert’s cock. Robert, standing over Tina, was also sucking at Erin’s breasts. Erin, in turn, was playing with Tina’s breasts the way a juggler would play with his magic balls.
Tina ran her tongue all over Robert’s penis and took in as much of him as her mouth would allow. She sucked at his dick as hard as she could, all the time perfectly aware of Erin’s hands and fingers pulling and tugging on her breasts.
Just as she was getting ready to roll her tongue around Robert’s shaft again, Robert let out a loud cry and came right in her mouth. Tina almost choked from the sudden surge of sperm, but she held it in and swallowed the liquid whole. Robert pulled himself out from her mouth, but not before he bent down and gave her a short but brief kiss right on the lips.
Almost simultaneously the three of them sank down and lay on the floor. Tina, Robert, and Erin were all soaked to the skin with sweat, breathing heavily, and had traces of come in some parts of their bodies. Tina shut her eyes, trying to keep her beating heart to a more regular rate. Never, never in a million years did she expect this to happen to her-and with the drop-dead gorgeous Smiths, her next-door neighbors, of all people.