Sophia had met Lena and Mark at the rooftop bar two hours earlier. The couple was in their late thirties, fit, and direct. Lena, 38, with dark hair and full tits that pushed against her low-cut dress, had kissed Sophia first on the elevator ride up. Mark, 42, tall and broad-shouldered, watched with a hungry smile while his wife's tongue explored Sophia's mouth. Now, inside their downtown loft, the three of them stood at the foot of the king bed and clothes came off fast.
Lena dropped to her knees first. She tugged Mark's jeans down and his heavy cock sprang free, already half-hard and veined. Sophia watched as Lena wrapped her lips around the head, jaw stretching wide around the girth. Lena moaned as she took him deeper, saliva immediately coating the shaft. Mark's hand rested on the back of Lena's head, guiding her. That's it, baby. Show Sophia how you suck cock.
Sophia moved behind Lena, reaching around to cup Lena's breasts and pinch her nipples. Lena responded by sucking harder, cheeks hollowing, the wet slurping sounds filling the room. Mark's cock glistened with spit. When Lena pulled off for air, strings of saliva connected her lips to his glistening head. She looked up at Sophia. Your turn.
Sophia knelt beside her. She opened her mouth and took Mark's cock in, feeling the thick head press against her tongue. He tasted clean and slightly salty. Lena stayed close, licking along the side of the shaft while Sophia worked the head, her jaw already aching from the stretch. Mark groaned. Fuck, look at you two sharing my dick. Sophia gagged lightly when she tried to take him deeper, throat tightening around the intrusion. Lena laughed softly and pushed two fingers into Sophia's mouth alongside Mark's cock, stretching her lips wider. Relax your throat, unicorn. You're going to need it.
Mark pulled both women up. He pushed Sophia onto the bed on her back and spread her legs. Lena climbed up beside her, kissing Sophia while Mark settled between Sophia's thighs. His tongue found her clit immediately, flat and broad, licking in slow circles before he sucked the swollen nub into his mouth. Sophia gasped into Lena's kiss. Mark slid two thick fingers inside her, curling them against her front wall, pumping in a steady rhythm that made her hips lift off the mattress. Wet sounds filled the room as he finger-fucked her, tongue never leaving her clit. Sophia's thighs started to shake. She's close already, Lena whispered against her mouth. Mark added a third finger, stretching her open, and Sophia came hard, cunt clenching around his fingers, juices coating his hand and chin.
Mark stood and flipped Sophia onto her stomach, pulling her hips up. He rubbed the fat head of his cock through her soaked folds, then pushed inside in one long thrust. Sophia cried out at the sudden fullness, the stretch burning in the best way. Mark didn't wait. He gripped her hips and started fucking her with deep, powerful strokes, the head of his cock hitting her cervix on every thrust. The wet slap of skin on skin was loud. Lena lay in front of Sophia, legs spread, and pulled Sophia's face down to her pussy. Eat me while he fucks you.
Sophia licked Lena's clit in the same rhythm Mark was using on her cunt. Lena tasted sweet and musky. Mark reached forward and grabbed a handful of Sophia's hair, using it like a handle as he pounded her. Look at that tight little unicorn cunt taking every inch, he growled. Lena came first, grinding against Sophia's tongue, thighs clamping around her head. Sophia moaned into Lena's pussy as her own orgasm built again from the relentless pounding.
Mark pulled out and flipped Sophia onto her back. He pushed her knees to her chest and drove back inside, the new angle making Sophia's eyes roll back. Lena straddled Sophia's face, facing Mark, so the two of them could kiss while Sophia serviced them both. Sophia gripped Lena's thighs and buried her tongue in Lena's pussy, lapping at her clit while Mark fucked her into the mattress. The sounds in the room were obscene — wet and rhythmic and urgent. Mark's thrusts were getting harder and less controlled. His hand found Lena's breast and squeezed. Sophia felt her third orgasm building, different from the others, deeper and more total. Her legs started shaking uncontrollably around Mark's hips.
I'm going to come again, she managed, muffled against Lena's thighs.
Lena looked back over her shoulder at Mark. Fill her up.
Mark buried himself to the base and came hard, groaning through gritted teeth, hips jerking in short pulses as he emptied into Sophia. The sensation of warmth spreading inside her triggered Sophia's own orgasm — her whole body clenched and released in waves, thighs locking around Mark's hips, a long cry escaping into Lena's cunt. Lena followed seconds later, grinding down on Sophia's face, her own orgasm wrenching through her.
The three of them collapsed in a heap, breathing hard. Mark rolled to one side. Lena stretched out across the middle of the bed. Sophia lay where she was, staring at the ceiling, feeling thoroughly and completely used in the best possible way.
Lena reached over and pushed Sophia's hair off her face. Good girl, she said softly.
Sophia laughed. That was not what I expected when I said yes to drinks.
Mark grinned at the ceiling. Nobody ever does. That's why we always suggest drinks first.
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