Page 63 of Bought For Us
I watch as Kimmy glides her hands up Cora’s bare arms, making her break out into a shiver as she takes a shuddering breath. That has Kimmy’s eyes lighting up.
As Kimmy pulls Cora’s straps down, I undo the buttons of my dress shirt.
My eyes remain fixed on Kimmy’s hands as she pulls it down, down, down, until the fabric drops to the ground, pooling at her feet.
My hands still on the last button as a deep rumbling sound emits from my chest.
“Fucking hell,” Kimmy breathes.
“Fucking perfect,” I rasp as I take in her body. She’s perfect, fucking stunning. Her breasts perky, nipples tight.
“Can one of you get naked?” Cora whispers. “I feel out of place.”
I chuckle. “Help Kimmy out of her dress,” I tell her. Kimmy gathers her hair up and holds it to the side so Cora can pull the zipper down. My wife moans as Cora’s fingers brush her spine.
Losing my shirt, I step up behind Cora and give her round ass a little smack, making her jump. “Kimmy is sensitive. Everywhere,” I tell her. “I can make her cum with just the flick of her nipple if the timing is right.”
Kimmy steps forward and turns around, letting the dress drop to the ground. “It’s true.” Kimmy smirks.
Cora’s breathing picks up, her breasts rising and falling as she takes in the beauty that is my wife. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” I ask Cora.
“Yes,” Cora whispers.
“And she’s all ours.” I press a kiss to Cora’s shoulder, making her whimper. “On the bed.”
They crawl onto the bed. The sight of their bare asses on display has me biting my fist. Fucking hell.
They both turn around and lay back on their arms. “Come on, big guy, show us what you're working with,” Kimmy says, pushing her tits out and wiggling her brows.
I can’t help but chuckle. Leave it to Kimmy to be herself even in a moment like this. It’s only one of the many reasons I love her. More often than not, having sex ends with us just laughing and holding one another. Benefits of marrying your best friend.
Cora looks a little nervous and when I pull my pants and boxers down, letting my cock spring free, she gasps, her eyes widening as she gapes at it. “Holy shit. That thing is massive!” She turns to Kimmy. “You let him fuck you with that thing.”
Closing my eyes, I try not to laugh but Kimmy is cackling. “Oh, yeah,” Kimmy says. “It’s big, but fuck me, does it ever feel amazing.”
“I don’t know,” Cora says. “I’ve only had sex with one guy and he was nowhere near that size.”
We both turn to her. “You’ve only had sex with one person?” I ask.
“Don’t look at me like that. You both only had sex with one person, too.” She raises a brow.
“She’s got us there,” Kimmy says.
“Don’t worry, Daredevil. Kimmy’s gonna get you nice and wet. You can take me, I’ll make it fit.”
She bites her lower lip and eyes up my length again. It twitches under her gaze.
I crawl on the bed and kneel next to Kimmy, my cock bobbing in front of her face. She grabs me by the base and sucks the tip into her mouth. “Fuck,” I hiss, running my fingers through her hair, her eyes gleaming up at me with want. “Her mouth is amazing, Cora. She knows how to work her tongue like a pro.” And to prove my point, she licks around the head of my cock as I tighten my grip on her hair and groan. “Lay back, Daredevil. Let Kimmy show you just how well she can work that tongue.”
Pulling Kimmy off my dick, I bend down and kiss her, my tongue slipping in and over hers. “You gonna be a good girl and eat our girl out?”
“Yes.” Kimmy nods.
“Gonna make her cum on this sinful tongue, get her all ready to take my fat cock.”
“Fuck yes,” Kimmy moans.
Cora is laying on the bed now, her hair fanning around her head like a halo. The lights are on; Kimmy knows I like to see everything. Every inch of her body, every face she makes as she takes me. I want to see what's about to happen clear as day.