The Domville 5 (The Domville #5) (7 page)

I felt her move off the bed and my body was
trembling as I spread my legs even further, allowing her to settle between my
thighs. She reached up to grab my backside and pulled me forwards, scooting me
down the bed so I was perched right on the edge. My mouth dropped open as she
planted delicate kisses on the inside of my thighs, the heat of her breath
skittering over my exposed and vulnerable state. This was it, the moment I’d
dreamed of many times.
How would she feel, would it be as good as having a
man down there?
I wondered. Her mouth moved closer and closer, my chest
heaving with each excruciating inch towards my pulsing core. The first sweep of
her tongue would be permanently etched on my memory. Soft and gentle, but so
full of sensation, it raced through my body like wildfire.

‘Anthony,’ I cried, my fingers digging into the
bedspread below me.

‘You want her to stop, sweetheart?’ he called
back, sounding confused.

‘No, no,’ I moaned, pushing myself against her delicate
mouth, eager for more. She knew all the right places to lick, the exact
pressure to apply. She knew when I needed more and when I needed a break, so
instead she’d fuck me with her tongue. I was in heaven. Oral with Anthony had
always been amazing, but this was off the charts.

‘Does it feel good, having a woman pleasure
you?’ he asked.

‘So, so good,’ I nodded. ‘I want her to make me
come right now, then I want to kiss and touch her.’

‘Do you want to try her too? Sink your tongue
into her gaping pussy? It’s so wet for you, Tracy. She’s on all fours eating
you out and I can see everything she has to offer. She’s quivering and damp.
I’d love to dive in there face first myself, but I want you to taste her
first.’

‘Please,’ I mewled, one hand reaching for the
back of her head. I could hear her enthusiastic mewls as she lapped at me.

‘While you’re trying her, I want to come in her
mouth. Then I want her to eat you again while I feast on her from behind. Her
tight little backside is looking so tempting. I’d like to fuck it with my
tongue then slide my cock into it, while she finger fucks you to completion.
How does that sound?’

‘Perfect,’ I groaned, a murmur of agreement
coming from between my thighs. My stomach tensed as my core contracted. I
dropped back down onto the mattress and quickly lifted my feet, putting them up
on her back. Sensing I was close, she moved faster, dipping one finger inside
me then slipping it into my backside as I rocked against her face, building the
tempo. The combination of Anthony’s groans, the sound of his hand stroking his
cock and her moans of pleasure filling my ears set me off. I was going to come,
my first ever orgasm from a woman and it was all I’d imagined and more. I cried
out Anthony’s name as I broke apart, my body and mind spiralling out of
control. I tried to push her away, but she came back for more, drinking me in,
coaxing a succession of multiple orgasms from me that left me breathless and
quite possibly dehydrated. My legs collapsed, falling off her to dangle off the
edge of the bed. I felt her crawling up my body, planting kisses as she went.
Her teeth gently nipped at my jaw, then around to work up and down my neck. I
reached up to find her hips and ran my hands up and down her sides, wondering
how her small breasts would feel in my hands. Her lips moved and inched
painfully slowly across my cheek, my mouth parting in anticipation. She may
have just had her face buried in my pussy, but kissing seemed so much more
intimate. ‘Please,’ I begged, willing her to move faster.

When it came, it was better than I remembered.
She tasted of me, but so sweet at the same time. I opened my lips further to
let her tongue slip into my mouth. It danced with mine, a passionate rumba, so
delicate and tantalising after the force of Anthony’s earlier kiss. I managed
to roll us onto our sides, snaking one hand up her body to reach for her
breasts. I took in a surprised breath. Her soft domes were a handful, not the
small peaks I’d been expecting. I stroked and squeezed as we continued to kiss,
our bodies squirming against each other’s. I wanted more. I broke away from our
kiss and lowered my head, kissing my way down her throat until I felt the swell
of her breast under my lips. Sucking a large nipple into my mouth, I felt
myself flood again.

‘Touch her pussy, Tracy. See how turned on she
is,’ urged Anthony. I pattered my fingers down her flat stomach as she rolled
onto her back, her thighs parting as I got closer. We both shivered as I
slipped two fingers inside her easily, pulling a cry of satisfaction from her
lips. I bit her nipple a little harder as I fucked her with my fingers, the way
I enjoyed doing myself. Pressing my thumb to her large clit, I circled it
repeatedly, her hips moving in perfect synchronicity. I felt the bed dip behind
me, Anthony kissing the back of my neck as one arm draped over my stomach, his
own fingers moving to play with my clit at the same time.

‘O my God,’ I moaned, overloaded with sensation.

‘Jesus, I’ve never felt you so wet. Do you have
any idea how hard that’s made me?’

‘Unless that’s Harry Potter’s broom handle in
my back, I’m thinking yes,’ I giggled.

‘She’s dying under you, Tracy. Desperate for
you to try her. Go and put her out of her misery, lick her to orgasm. I can’t
wait to see you with your face in her desperate pussy.’

‘Let me take off the blindfold,’ I pleaded. I
wanted to see her as I touched her, now that I’d overcome that initial
apprehension.

‘Not yet. Go and kneel between her legs, like
she did for you. I’m going to lick you from behind as you do her.’

‘Ok,’ I nodded vigorously. That was all the
incentive I needed. I scrambled away, sliding off the bed and landing on the
floor with a thump, to hear a soft laugh from above me. ‘Please don’t laugh
when I try this, I’ve never done it before.’

‘She knows that, it turns her on even more to
know you’re a virgin with a woman,’ Anthony replied. His hands reached for me,
positioning me on all fours before he manoeuvred himself behind me. What it
must look like for her, to look down and see us both like this. I couldn’t wait
until it was me watching them. I tentatively kissed my way up her thighs, the
scent of her assaulting my nostrils at once. It was so much nicer than the
musky smell of a cock. I felt her hands nudge between her pussy and my face,
then part her lips. She was opening herself up for me. It was hard to
concentrate as Anthony parted my buttocks and started to rim my backside. I
poked out my tongue and heard a moan as I felt it connect with the softest,
warmest, tastiest flesh I’d ever tried. I licked forcefully, feeling her large
clit throb under my tongue. This was as good as Häagen-Dazs. They really ought
to bring out a pussy flavoured ice cream, it would be a best seller, so long as
they only taste tested fresh pussies. Fishy ice cream would bomb.

‘More,’ I heard her whisper. I lapped eagerly,
her fingers tangling in my hair as she bucked against my face, while Anthony
forced some fingers inside my pussy as his tongue continued to work on my rear.
It sounded like an orgy was taking place in our suite from the noises we were
all emitting. I sank my tongue into her core and started to fuck her with it,
desperately trying to stave off my own orgasm as I felt her building to a crescendo.
‘Yes, yes, yes.’

‘Don’t let her come yet, sweetheart,’ warned
Anthony. ‘I want you to come first, then I’m going to fuck her mouth while you
bring her to a climax with yours.’

‘Do it,’ I ordered. I was getting drunk on her
juices. I wanted more, I wanted the head rush of knowing I’d made her come. The
idea that middle aged Tracy could make a seriously attractive young woman fall
apart was intoxicating. I reached up to play with her breasts as I slowed down
the pace of my lapping, while Anthony sped up his. My cries of pleasure were
muffled by her hot pussy bearing down on me. Had I ever had such kinky sex? I
doubted it. The thought pushed me over the edge of my climax, my thighs
trembling as Anthony pulled every last bit of my orgasm from me. He slapped my
backside as he got up.

‘Jesus, I could get used to this,’ he uttered.
I took a moment to catch my breath, my arousal running down my inner thighs.
‘Here, suck while Tracy finishes you off.’

I heard the moan of pleasure from her as the
noise of her mouth clamping down on his cock hit my ears. I frowned for a
moment, she was sucking my
husband
. I felt a tinge of jealousy run
through me, which was ridiculous. He’d allowed another man to fuck me, I’d
sucked him, I’d had a woman kiss me and bring me to orgasm and right now I had
my face buried in her pussy.
What right did I have to get jealous?
I
swallowed the feeling down, we’d agreed to do this, it was only fair. It was
probably only natural to feel a bit jealous as well. I’m sure he had too. I focussed
back on the sodden pussy in front of me, drinking her in and playing with her
backside as I did. It wasn’t long before she came, flooding my mouth as I heard
Anthony fire off into hers.

‘Holy shit, I could do this all night,’ Anthony
gasped. I felt his hands lifting me, turning me and laying me down on the bed.
He encouraged me to shuffle upwards and spread my legs again. ‘You know what to
do, fingers in both holes, tongue on her clit while I take you from behind.’

‘Anthony,’ I said quietly, wondering if I
should voice my concerns over him fucking her.

‘Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ve got a condom on.
Christ, this is like all of my fantasies come true at once. We’re going to take
that blindfold off soon, so you can enjoy watching her eating you and I can
look into your beautiful eyes to see how good it makes you feel. Ok?’

‘Ok,’ I whispered, losing my nerve to say
something. It was a one off, just like Paul had been. I’d had an amazing night
with both of them, but I hadn’t left Anthony to run off with Paul. I had to
trust that he wouldn’t do the same to me with this hostess. I mean, she was
probably young enough to be our daughter and it wasn’t like he’d been
harbouring secret feelings for her.

‘I love you, Tracy Hodgins,’ he exclaimed as I
felt her shunt forwards and cry out. I scrunched up my face. It was done, he
was inside her right now. She was getting all the benefit of his skilled cock.
I reminded myself that he was doing this for me, as well as for him. He’d just
vocalised his feelings for me. Fifteen years would be more important to him
than some hot piece of young arse he’d just met. I didn’t want to enjoy feeling
her lips surrounding my clit again, or her fingers probing my holes, but I
couldn’t help it. She really was very skilled and my body and brain had no
choice but to respond. I played with my nipples as she worked on me and I
listened to the sound of Anthony’s grunts, his balls slapping against her flesh
on each thrust. I felt giddy as another powerful orgasm threatened to tear me
apart. ‘Now, Tracy, now. Take it off,’ Anthony cried.

‘Yes,’ I called, feeling excited to add visual
stimulation to the mix. I was so close, an inferno was raging in my pelvis,
more powerful than any orgasm I’d ever had before. It took all of my focus to
reach up and pull the blindfold over the top of my head. I blinked up at the
ceiling as I ground my pussy against her face, then lifted my head to look at
Anthony, buried deep in her arse.

‘Hey, beautiful, how amazing is this? When I’ve
recovered from this round, I want to taste her pussy while you ride her face
like a rodeo bull.’

‘Hmmm,’ I moaned, propping myself up on my
hands as I looked down at the hostess attached to my pussy like a limpet. I
frowned to see a mop of blonde hair. She’d been a gorgeous brunette last time
I’d seen her. Her face lifted slightly as she paused her suction, her eyes
meeting mine as a smirk crossed her face. ‘Sabrina!’ I yelled, horrified. I quickly
detached myself from her probing and scooted away from her, scuttling up the
bed. ‘What the fuck, Anthony!’

‘What?’ he asked, confusion all over his face
as he continued to plough into her.

‘You fucking
arsehole
,’ I hissed,
tossing the nearest pillow I could grab at him, before launching myself off the
bed. ‘If you want to stay married, get her the hell out of this suite.’

‘You weren’t complaining when I was making you
come,’ she grinned, pushing back against Anthony’s pelvis.

‘If I’d known it was you, you conniving bitch,
I’d never have let you within 100 metres of either of us. Get the fuck away from
my husband before I do something we’ll both regret.’

‘It’s a bit hard to when he’s balls deep in my
arse, and loving it,
sweetheart
.’

‘Fuck, Tracy! Honestly, I didn’t think you’d
mind. I told you I’d fantasied about this with her,’ Anthony stuttered, losing
his usual composure for once, but immediately pulling out of her.

‘Of course I bloody mind. It was supposed to be
with strangers, with people we could do once and move on from, with no risk to
our marriage. She works for you, for Christ’s sake, you’ve imagined fucking
her,’ I moaned, trying to cover my naked body with my hands.

‘Tracy, calm down,’ Sabrina smiled, rolling
onto her side and stretching out her bloody perfect body that had always
taunted me, with a shake of her blonde hair back over her shoulder. ‘He’s told
me how your sex life had dwindled and I know he’s wanted to fuck me from the
moment he hired me. I’m doing you both a favour. I can fill in when you’re too
tired from looking after the kids, or whatever it is that you do all day. I can
provide the sex, you provide the family. A quickie over his desk every
lunchtime should keep him sated.’

‘I can keep him perfectly satisfied, thank you
very much,’ I hissed, throwing a venomous look her way.

‘Really, so why am I here then?’

‘I know why you were here, but I don’t know why
you still are. Anthony, last warning, get rid of her, then you and I need to
talk.’