Buying The Virgin Part 1-3 novel Chapter 87

MICHAEL

All she wants, right now, is for me to fuck her.

I withdraw, completely, then again, press inside, slowly, delving into her heat.

James sits beside her, looking down, fingering at a nipple, pulling and rolling and tweaking. Every so often, she yelps and jerks as he pinches hard, her pussy clenching around me, and I want to simply let go, shooting into her, while she screams under me.

Jeez… hang on to your control man… you’re not some fourteen-year-old….

I ram in hard, hilting myself inside her, then again, and again, loving the noises she makes; wailing, as I fuck her hard, her pussy tightening around me with each thrust.

She spirals up towards climax, shuddering and shaking. I meet eyes with James, he tilting his head slightly in signal.

All the time, pressing hard inside her, I hold her tightly around waist and shoulders, holding her to me, and I roll, taking her with me, so we lie side by side.

Still working her inside with my cock, feeling her flesh heat and tremble around me, I present her to him; her curvy ass, that perfect rear….

She knows what’s happening. As James lubes himself, and then her, I whisper. “Alright, Charlotte? Both of us?”

Her breathing is heavy, rapid. She doesn’t speak, simply nodding, before I feel her holding her breath, as James guides his cock into her, first testing her a little, once or twice, before gradually pressing inside her ass. Her body freezes against mine, tensing; her only movement, her breathing and a shiver at her hips, as he presses inwards. She quivers against my groin, tightening around my cock as James works himself inside her, taking her ass.

I’d love to do that, fuck you there…. but I want to see your face, Baby.… When you Come, I want to watch you Come….

Her heart pounds against me, banging through her chest to mine

Are you okay Babe? Really okay?

She is so wet, her moisture seeping down over my thighs, wetting my skin. She smells of lust and sweat and sex, and of James, and me.

I want to fuck you until you scream, and lie with you in a puddle of sweat and cum and sensation….

James starts to move, thrusting slowly, gradually, and she rests between us as I match his rhythm. She lies still, passive, simply taking us both within her.

All my worries, all my concerns, just vanish when I can bury myself in you, be consumed by you, swallowed by you….

I start to thrust harder, my tempo increasing. James matches me, his eyes brushing with mine as we mutually fuck/make love/shaft/love this woman that we share, that is so much a part of the both of us…. She lies between us, her moans synchronised with our movements, her body commanded by both of us, her heart and soul ours….

She is gazing at me, wide-eyed as the day she first met me, when James had taken her virginity only a day before. I reach to kiss her, awkwardly from our conjoined position, but our lips meet, and I penetrate her mouth with my tongue, as my cock penetrates her warm, wet, welcoming cunt.

And now she is mine also…

This woman we both love…

And the Rush is coming...

The pressure begins, in the base of my shaft, balls tightening, migrating upwards to pressure my cock-head, intensified in the rim and at the tip.

All my senses filled with her, I pump hard, extending/accelerating the glorious build-up of sensation, the coming of the Rush

My hips locking, I spill into her…

Riding the adrenaline, heart drumming, vision blurring, I slam my first shot into her, flying high, firing hard. My cock twitches another load into her. She’s screaming something, but I don’t hear what, as, with a final shudder, I pull out, to fire over her belly.

She’s so close herself. As my vision clears, her head flings back, to rest by James’ face. He’s controlling himself, hovering near, but his eyes slide sideways to watch her as, her beautiful eyes screwed shut, mouth wailing open, she convulses, howling her orgasm between us. I’m still inside her, and her cunt spasms around me and, I think triggers James, as with a groan, he drops his face to her shoulder, grinding himself into her.

James grunts, juddering against her, pressing into her ass, before, with a gasp, breaking free, to lie on his back staring upwards, sweating, breathing hard….

She’s not finished. Still riding the wave, she is all but collapsed against me, eyes closed, forehead resting on my chest. She breathes shakily, occasionally jerking spasmodically and whimpering with the after-burn of orgasm.

Holding her, supporting her, I withdraw my semi-flaccid cock, then lower her to the sheets, where she lies, panting, as I bend to kiss her breasts, then her lips.

She wraps her hands around my neck, fingers sliding through my hair. “Thank you.” she murmurs.

James looks up at me briefly, then sideways to her, smiling. She returns his gaze as he, also with one hand on a breast, kisses her lips.

We lie together, he to one side of her, I to the other, in an extended moment of quiet. I encircle her, and she rests in my arms.