Key West by Lacey Alexander (top android ebook reader .TXT) 📕

the deck together, watching. It was their eyes that escalated her heat to a point she couldn’t handle. “I need your cock,” she said softly as he sucked her clit into his skilled mouth. “I need to fuck you so bad.”

That was all it took for Chris to cease his ministrations and reach for Carrie’s hands, drawing her down to the deck on her knees, straddling him. “Ride me, angel.”

She knew he felt even bigger that way, that the position forced his huge shaft even deeper inside her. She couldn’t wait to feel him in her pussy, to be so filled with him that the sensation pulsated out into her fingers and toes.

Taking his erection in hand, she looked down into his eyes as he lay back on the deck, and sank onto him. Both groaned at the entry, the interlock of their bodies. True to her memory, it was like being impaled on the world’s hottest, sweetest spear. Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head at the unfathomable pleasure.

For a moment, she even forgot they were being watched, but when she remembered, she realized Shay now sat on the bench a few feet behind Chris, that she’d been squeezed out of the pleasure she’d been receiving—and giving—just a moment before. Carrie leaned low over Chris, raking her nipples across his chest, pressing her breasts full into him as she whispered in his ear, “Do you want to lick Shay’s pussy while I ride your cock?”

She pulled back so that their eyes could meet. His look was warm and wicked. “Do you want me to?”

“What I want,” she said slowly, “is to bring you as much pleasure as you’ve brought me. I want you to feel overwhelmed with it, like you have so much you simply can’t handle anymore.”

Below her, his mouth curved into a soft, sexy smile. “You are an angel, you know.”

She returned the smile. “Would licking Shay while I fuck you give you that kind of pleasure?”

He let out a thick, heated sigh, then gave a small nod, almost as if he was sorry he wanted what she offered. She kissed him, to make sure he knew she was giving it freely. She didn’t feel right suddenly shutting Shay out, and besides, pushing him to the heights of bliss truly was her endeavor.

Raising back to a sitting position, she again felt consumed by the size of his cock. Once she adjusted, she looked to Shay and reached out her hands.

Shay flinched, looking surprised—and shockingly innocent.

“Fuck his mouth,” Carrie said softly.

A dirty smile lit Shay’s face, her eyes glimmering at the invitation. She knelt, straddling Chris’s face, glancing down at him. “Are you ready for this pussy, baby?”

He nodded with comfortable confidence.

When Shay lowered her cunt to his mouth, Carrie began to slide up and down his shaft, now slick and wet with her juices. Shay released a small grunt at contact—Carrie glanced down in time to see Chris’s tongue dart out over Shay’s little clit.

As soon as Shay settled into a rhythm, rolling her pussy over Chris’s tongue, she dropped her gaze to where Carrie rode him. It added to Carrie’s excitement, and she didn’t protest when Shay’s hands molded to her hips, pushing her down on him over and over. Together, their breath grew ragged and though she couldn’t see Chris’s face, his thrusting responses told Carrie he was experiencing the pleasure she wanted him to.

Slowly, Shay’s hands pushed up over Carrie’s rib cage to gently mold to her breasts. She couldn’t help driving them a little deeper into Shay’s grip as she rode Chris’s cock, couldn’t help relishing the added pleasure, especially knowing Amy and Cole watched her every move. Where, at the beginning of the day, she might have felt a little embarrassed to let them know she would fool around with another girl, now the knowledge that she was a no-holds-barred sexual being only made their presence add to her total arousal.

“You turned out to be pretty damn sweet, sweets,” Shay said, her breath coming hot as she moved on Chris’s mouth and teased Carrie’s nipples.

Carrie was earnest amid her rush of excitement. “I want to make Chris happy. I even want to make you happy, Shay. It’s just the kind of person I am.”

Shay’s eyes sparkled with wickedness. “Then kiss me.”

Leaning in, she pulled Carrie closer until their mouths met. It would have been easy to stop, but it was just as easy to let it happen. She only wished Chris could witness their tongues and lips exploring one another. She only wished Chris could see her lower her hands from Shay’s shoulders to her breasts, experimenting with the amazingly soft flesh punctuated by the ultra-hard peaks at the center. She let Shay’s nipples jut into her palms, aware that her new touches had pushed Shay to another level of heat. Now Shay lightly pinched Carrie’s pink peaks as she licked at her tongue, still rolling her hips above Chris’s ministrations. Carrie rocked on his huge cock, the severe pleasure pushing her onward in the pursuit of total satiation.

Just then, a horn sounded, making everyone flinch with shock and look up to see another boat sailing past, filled with guys and girls in bathing suits, all of them drinking and cheering at what they saw taking place on the Conch Fury.

The jolt of arousal felt like an electrical wire had been wrapped around Carrie from head to toe, then plugged in. Her pussy spasmed around her lover’s massive shaft; her breasts heaved in Shay’s small hands. Her arms and legs tingled and her belly contracted.

Breaking off their light, licking kisses, Shay bent lower, flicking a lick across Carrie’s breast. Carrie moaned at the shocking pleasure, but didn’t hesitate to return the favor, leaning in to rake her tongue across one of Shay’s bead-like nipples.

Even when the other boat was gone, they took turns licking each other’s breasts, leaving Carrie amazed at herself. She knew later she would delight in telling Chris