Page 52 of Southpaw Slots
“Uh-huh. Yep. It’s only fair. Wyatt, you give Asa a blowjob and I’ll help you.”
“Empress, I don’t think that’s what needs…” But Ace trails off, then looks at me. This time, though, we don’t look away. The blanket jumps where his dick is, and I know he’s thinking the same as me. We’d do anything she’d tell us.
And the part I’m definitely ignoring, and the thought that seems to be behind his eyes, too, is that I’m getting a weird feeling in my gut just thinking about doing something to him. Like he did to me. Something about it is turning me on.
“Yeah. You’re right, vixen,” I tell her while maintaining eye contact with Ace’s crystal blue eyes. His throat bobs as he swallows, and he raises his hips in the air, adjusting his posture. When he does, his fucking eight pack of abs tightens, and I get hot, sweaty all over. What the fuck is happening to me? “I’ll suck him with you,” I say, and one side of his lips curls up, a dimple flashing in his cheek as he cocks an eyebrow. No wonder the man’s a slut. Anyone would fall for that look.
Ari bites her bottom lip to contain a victorious grin, then settles on the sofa on the other side of Ace, who opens his arms to hold her. “If this is happening, I need this off,” he tells her with a lowered voice,helping her pull up her little pink top. Her breasts fall out and we both groan at the sight as they bounce.
He reaches up and captures her lips as I slide off the couch and onto my knees between his legs. Ari breaks apart from him and pats one of his thighs. “Be a good boy and suck his cock, Wyatt.”
Ace takes a huge breath in like I’m about to bite him as I toss aside the throw and grip his dick at the base. He releases a shaky sigh, as if he doesn’t want to make a noise. I get it. This is weird, but Ari encourages me with a nod. “Lick it. The tip of it.”
Not making any eye contact, I stick my tongue out and touch it to his warm, velvety skin. When I do, he practically jumps in the air. “Fuck!”
Ari wiggles some and smiles. “Good boy. Lick some more there and taste him.”
Her instructions have my own erection growing with impatience. “Fuck, vixen… Keep talking me through this.” Giving him another languid stroke, I taste a salty drop of precum as it erupts from his hole.
“That’s it. Lick that up. Put a little in your mouth.”
Ace stares down at where I’m getting ready to go, where I never thought I would before. Pressing my lips over the bulbous crown, he lets his head drop back, unable to contain his feral noises any longer. “Oh, fuck, man.Yes.”
Ari strokes his cheek with a finger. “You like that,handsome?”
Whimpering, he nods rapidly, then grabs her breast and starts sucking her nipple as I get to work. I stroke his shaft, working in tandem with my mouth as Ari moans when he bites her. With his eyes cast up to her face, his fingers latch onto the back of my head, helping me maintain the rhythm he needs. He’s so thick, the feel of him inside my mouth makes my dick leak with arousal. Pulling down my shorts, I grip myself and slowly jerk. My sucks are timed with each rub as Ace’s fingers dig into my scalp.
Briefly, I glance up and meet his eyes as Ari slides down beside me. Lust transforms his expression, almost begging me to do something more. The desperate cries that escape his lips make me suck harder, wanting to see how far I can make him crumble. Fuck, I’m enjoying this way more than I thought I would. It’s almost like I have the power now. Able to give or take away his pleasure.
When Ari settles next to me, I back off. “You’re such a good dick sucker, baby.” Her words make me proud, like I want to please her more. “I want some,” she says, and I hold Ace out for her. Taking him deep down her throat, Arianna sucks until Ace chokes on his own spit, sitting up to catch his breath.
Then she holds him out for me, and I do the same. Back and forth, we swap his cock between us as he grips her hair in one hand and my neck with the other. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Damn...”
“Here, baby. Drink him.” Ari pulls offand offers me his thickness and I take him to the back of my throat, now used to the sensation.
Ace pushes me down hard until tears form in my eyes as he yells out a guttural cry, louder than I’ve heard him come before. Swallowing all of him down my throat, I barely taste the load, but there’s a lot, and some spills out of the corners of my mouth. As he pulls back, Ari is there licking it, trying to kiss me. When he slips out, she gathers everything left behind and sticks her tongue inside my mouth, climbing onto my lap.
She writhes on my hard cock, and despite the thin fabric between us, I feel her wetness soaking through it. “Vix, you keep doing that and I’m gonna blow.”
“I want you inside me…” she says, with a glance at her husband, who’s now relaxed back on the sofa, his arms spread wide.
“Go on. I want to watch you fuck my wife’s pussy.” Nodding once at him, I stand, holding her, then lay her back on the sofa next to him. He places his hand on my forearm until I look at him. “But pull out, okay?”
“Yeah. Yes. I understand.” This is what I’ve wanted for a fuckingyearof being with her. All those times I dreamed of what she was like. And all it took was sucking her husband’s dick.
She wraps herself around me as I line up, while Ace slides down to lie next to her. Pushing in, I almost come right there. The tightness and warm caresses against my cock are more than I can handle.
“Oh, god. Your piercings…”
Giving her a little smile, I back out some. “Too much?”
Digging her nails into my bare ass, she smiles. “No. I wantmore.”
I shove all the way in as she releases a pent-up grunt.
“Hey, fuck her. Fuck my wife. Give it to her hard.” Greeting his face, Ace smiles at me. “She likes that,” he says with a little wiggle of his eyebrow.
Not holding back, I release everything I’ve wanted to do to her body. Sweat beads drop onto her stomach as I swivel my hips into her. When I think I can’t go on, I pull out and flop onto the couch. “Come ride me, vixen.”