Mafia Desire (Erotica)

Charlize’s mouth opened then closed. She wanted to tell them to back off! That Kyle was theirs to play with… but she couldn’t. She’d been where they were. She looked over at Chloe and saw she felt the same way. “Kyle may not agree to it. For all his sexy looks I’ve seen him be a little prudish,” she said recalling how he’d blushed the night they first met and teased him.

The girls squealed excitedly as they didn’t hear Charlize deny them.

“Take it slow and at the first sign of resistance you stop!” Charlize growled at them. When they went to jump to their feet she held up her hands. “Wait! It’s best you wait until he’s asleep. Did you bring any booze to this party?” she sighed. Stephie rushed back to the van to get something.

Chloe was looking a little desperate so Charlize patted her hand. “We still have tomorrow night with him.”

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Kyle was sitting in his parent’s living room. He wondered how he got there. He heard muffled arguing and didn’t want to hear it anymore. He put his hands over his ears but he could still hear it. His mother’s bitter voice and his father’s cold responses. A chill went through him listening to his father’s voice again. Why didn’t he yell? If he got angry, maybe it wouldn’t send such feelings of pain, loss, and… loneliness coursing through him. As his father’s voice droned on he could feel himself disconnecting with the world and that terrified him.

He woke with a start and realized he wasn’t alone. He didn’t know where he was. It was completely dark and the only noises were the crickets, the wind against the… tent, and muffled giggles.

Soft hands touched his face and he gasped at how good that felt. Connecting to another living being- Lips! Soft but demanding lips pressing against his. He lifted his arm and slid his fingers into the thick hair on the back of her head and kissed the mouth deeply.

He tasted peaches and the bitter tang of alcohol but pushed that aside as the kiss slowed and became more sensual. She was moaning into his mouth and his other hand filled with the heavy weight of her breast. His mind said Chloe as Charlize had smaller breasts. He couldn’t get enough of her mouth and her tongue, his desperation to connect driving his passion higher still.

He moved his hand down across her belly to the heat between her legs and she gasped into his mouth. Then her kisses became feverish with need as he stroked her desire into a raging bonfire.

Kyle became aware of another sensation. Hands rubbing across the front of his boxers. Then tugging down on the waist band. He lifted his hips and heard pleased sounds from below. It was getting hard to hear anything but the roaring of blood in his ears.

A mouth descended over his stiff cock, sloppily, with too much haste and Kyle released Chloe’s head to grab Charlize’s hair to slow her down. He heard a squeal and then moaning as he guided her up and down his hard shaft. He idly thought Charlize would be more skilled at this considering the stories she told.

Then came the oddest sensation of lips kissing their way up his chest and a tongue flicking out to tease his nipples. His left hand was still plunging in and out of Chloe’s dripping pussy as he rubbed her clit and kissed her. His right hand was guiding Charlize in a blow job that was just beginning to improve.

Who did this third set of lips belong to?

He slipped his right hand down to the side of Charlize’s head but the thick hair just continued there. No close cropped hair.

Kyle’s fingers on his left hand increased their frenzied pumping and she pulled back from his mouth.

“Oh my god! I’m gonna cum!”

That wasn’t Chloe!

He reached his right hand up and encountered the chest of the woman teasing his nipples. He felt ribs and small breasts and heard her gasp as he cupped one.

The image of the three women across the fire flashed through his mind and he wondered what the fuck they were doing in his tent. Other than the obvious.

“CUMMING! FUCK! CUMMING SO HARDDD!” Ginny screamed.

Stephie, or it might have been Celeste, increased her efforts in taking his cock down her throat. Not too successfully. He pinched the nipple in his right hand and heard Celeste sigh and moan.

“Fuck yes!”

So it had to be Stephie with a mouthful of his cock.

He wanted to be angry, to demand they tell him why they were there but he could still feel the lingering coldness of his father’s presence in the back of his mind and these women, they felt real! They made him feel something! It pushed the dread in his heart away and he needed more!

As Ginny rolled away from him to stop his touch he pulled Celeste up his chest to kiss her. She hungrily sucked at his lips but he took a grip on her hair and slowed her down until their lips caressed each other and he could feel her breath coming in gasps.

Stephie’s mouth released his cock then he felt the odd sensation of a condom being rolled on over his hard flesh. It was pretty damn tight so maybe it was a small one? Did they make small condoms? Once Stephie got it on him, she proceeded to climb up his body.

Kyle’s mind took him back to France on the night when he was with mother and daughter Livingston. He pulled back from Celeste’s kiss. “I need to taste you,” he sighed and heard her gasp excitedly. She scrambled to kneel over his face and he immediately began to kiss her inner thighs.

“Ooo! Fuck! Ah, yes! Like that!” she whimpered then cried out as his tongue stroked her most sensitive bits.

Stephie was grinding herself along the length of his cock making it wet with her juices. Then she tipped it up to push the head into her hot opening. “Fuck! Big!” she squealed.

Kyle knew he wasn’t that big but maybe Stephie’s previous experiences were with smaller members. That might explain the tight condom she’d brought. He let her set the pace as he didn’t want to hurt her.

He stroked, sucked, teased, and drank the nectar from Celeste’s pussy for long minutes as she shook and trembled above him.

“Fuck! Oh Geezus! Oh! Oh! Oh God! Yes! Yes! Fuck!” she squealed as he worked her pussy hard.

His tongue was getting tired so he reached up and pinched her stiff nipples, giving them gentle tugs.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“FFFUUUUCCCKKK EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!” she screamed as she ground her pussy against his mouth. She was gushing and he did his best to swallow. This sensation just set Celeste off again. Finally, he eased her down next to him as she quaked, trembled, and panted.

Stephie had half of his cock inside her but she’d locked up and wasn’t moving. He pulled her down to his chest and gripped her ass cheeks in his hands. She squealed as he began to pump his cock in and out, never going deeper than she’d already taken him. This also dragged her clit across him and she made odd guttural sounds as he overstimulated her. The condom was squeezing the hell out of his cock so he could barely feel anything but he wasn’t going soft. He was also certainly in no danger of reaching his orgasm before her.

Now that he’d managed to banish the thoughts of his father from his mind he wanted to finish this so he increased his pace to trigger Stephie.

She was making odd little yip sounds as he bounced her against his hard body. She suddenly clung to him making him hold very still. He picked up the sensation of her pussy squeezing his cock in pulses as her body went through her silent orgasm. She finally relaxed across his body. He took her face in his hands and kissed her as he pulled his hard cock from her pussy. She whimpered into the kiss then sighed when he was out. He heard the zipper on the tent open and a cool breeze as someone crawled out of the tent. Then another gust with the second departure.