WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 152: The price of success (6)

As she shifted down upon his pulsing manhood, feeling the warmth of him finally entering into her tight, receptive body.

The two of them rocked back and forth, to allow him to enter her as deeply as possible before she felt Mr. Rossini behind her, grasping at her shoulders, before quickly thrusting it into her behind.

Her scream of surprise soon turned into a groan of pleasure as his heavily erected member slid easily into her as she relaxed herself and allowed them both to have their way with her.

With the two of them consuming her, taking turns plunging themselves in and out of her body, she felt almost paralyzed. Her body could not get a break from their thrusting hips and the sensations that they were awarding her body as they both moved with a passion that could not be denied.

As they moved back and forth, upon her, her body felt a sense of pain and pleasure that was equal and overbearing. Between each thrust, she barely had a chance to catch her breath before another movement forced the air from her lungs again.

The three of them were burning hot and as they began to fall into a lovemaking cadence, which enticed their bodies incredibly well, Cynthia felt her whole body become wet as what she hoped to be the final buildup began.

As the lovemaking continued and her breath stayed rapid, while she was consumed not only between them, but also in her own state of euphoria, she felt her climax reaching a critical level. Every breath she exhaled was either accompanied by a moan or a scream, which was met with two other similar sounds of pleasure.

The ability to scream aloud as the peak of her excitement grew closer was a luxury that she now appreciated as her body writhed uncontrollably between them.

Yet, the more she struggled, with her the deeper they penetrated her and the louder her gasps for air and screams became.

The pleasure that she was receiving from them was almost painful and as her heart beat ferociously in her chest, she wondered if the approaching orgasm would come with death, because that was almost how good it hurt her.

As the two of them groaned and moaned with a sense of excitement, she first felt Mr. Rossini’s exclamation of deliverance, just before one last shudder caused him to release and he stiffened with the feeling of its throbbing discharge. The feeling of the warm flood of manhood only intensified her excitement as Mr. Rossini pulled her back into him and held her securely, while his hands forced her hips back and forth across him slowly as he finished, while James took charge of his own rhythm, intensifying his thrusts until she felt him fill her moistened peach with the great nectar of his manhood.

While the two men flowed, Cynthia lost complete control of herself. She thrust her body back and forth, countering their movements in quick succession, clenching onto James’ shoulders with desperation to finally have the ability to finish. As she coursed back and forth with something that was almost fury, she brought on a heated, cataclysmic response, as her own sensation took her breath from her. She groaned as she pulsated back and forth, feeling the two of them careening into her with her own, crazed rhythm until finally, she felt her body explode in a dizzying, blinding array of ecstasy.

When she was finished, she felt the two men surrounding her, as her body throbbed with spasms of pleasure that tightened around both of the men.

Then, once they were satisfied, Mr. Rossini eased his way out of her, before she lifted herself off of James and the three of them collapsed on the bed.

The moment was so intense, that Cynthia had completely forgot that Trent was still there, but when the thought of him came into her mind, she sat up quickly and stared at him.

He held his own staff of life in his hand still, with his hand in his pants and a strange expression on his face.

While seeing him made Cynthia horny all over again, since he was truly the man that she wanted throughout the entirety of her life, she could

not immediately tell what he was thinking, even from his position or expression.

She moved towards him and he stood up to greet her. When she hugged him and batted her eyes at him, still completely naked, but otherwise ignoring that she was covered in an array of lovemaking moisture, he asked her simply, “Are you okay?”

She smiled with a wild look in her eye and nodded. Then, she let her eyes wander down to his pants, before rolling over to the bed as she inquired, “Did you like that?”

It took her a moment to turn back to face him, but when she did, she saw a large smile crossing his face and his eyes were giddy; “I did.” He answered.

“Good...” She said, giving him a suggestive look and replied, “Because I can’t wait to do it again...but first,” she smiled, “I’m going to do things to you that you can’t even imagine!”

With that, they shared a passionate kiss and Cynthia knew that this was the start of a whole new life for her and her husband. She would always be faithful to him, but from this moment on, she knew that neither one of them could stand the idea of being completely monogamous.

When they pulled away, she smiled at him and shrugged, before shifting her eyes between him and his bosses, “See...I told you I would do anything for you.”

Trent’s eyes grew to have the same wild sense that hers did and he sneered.

She returned the gaze and through curled lips, she answered, “And the best thing is, I’m just getting started!”