Chapter 1: New Neighbours
“I’m so sorry babe but I have to go, you know what works been like recently and they need me,” Max said, his voice barely audible over the hum of the party, his eyes darted between Hannah and the front door.
Hannah pouted, her full lips glistening with the remnants of their last kiss. “But you promised we’d have fun together tonight. It’s our first time meeting the new neighbors, and now you’re leaving me here alone?” She reasoned, her voice laced with a hint of disappointment.
Max, pulled her close, his hand resting on her generous ass, “I know and I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” he said, pressing his lips against hers in a lingering kiss.
“I’ll just go home,” Hannah said l, pulling away, disappointment evident in her tone.
“No stay babe, just because I have to go it doesn’t mean you can’t still have fun. Look I’m sorry I really have to get going, but stay, keep drinking and try and have fun, I’ll try and come back,” Max said, his voice warm and reassuring as he pressed another kiss to Hannah’s forehead.
Hannah sighed as he pulled away and she watched him head for the door and leave.
She felt disappointed and frustrated that work had come between them again and wanted to just go home and sulk but Max was right, she was here now and she was determined not to spoil her own evening and have fun without him.
Hannah turned back to the party, deciding she would drown her sorrows and headed for the kitchen to get another strong gin and tonic.
As she stepped into the kitchen, she was greeted by the hosts, Michael and Emily, who were busy making drinks and laughing together.
Emily was very beautiful, with auburn hair cascading down her back, creamy pale skin, and huge, natural tits that were barely contained in her low-cut emerald green dress. She was a similar size to Hannah, all voluptuous curves and soft, inviting, feminine flesh.
Hannah had always harboured a secret curiosity about being with another women, something only her husband was aware of, and Emily was stunning.
Her husband, Michael was a tall, broad-shouldered, and handsome black man. He was a few years older than both Hannah and Emily but was confident and charming, and clearly looked after himself in his black shirt and jeans.
They both greeted Hannah warmly, Emily immediately taking Hannah’s drinks order and setting to work making her a large, ice cold, gin and tonic.
“Where’s Max?” Michael asked naively, and Hannah proceeded to explain his being called away for work, before sighing disappointingly again and draining her drink.
“We can keep you company,” Emily offered, “we’re sort of hiding back here anyway. We thought a party was the normal thing to do, having only just moved in, but some of your neighbours are a bit full on,” she said, gesturing to the living room where the noise was still loud.
Hannah laughed, “I know what you mean, they’re a bit much. But we’re all glad you’re here, and the party was a nice idea,” Hannah said, feeling the gin starting to loosen her up.
Emily handed her the fresh drink, “well it’s settled then, you can just hid here with us and we can all get to know each other better,” Emily said, raising her own glass to Hannah in a toast.
For the new couple of hours the three of the stood in the kitchen chatting, laughing and drinking like old friends as the party slowly started to wind down until it was just the three of them left.
Hannah, now feeling the full effects of the continuous flow of drinks, checked the time on her phone and announced it was probably time she went home.
“Stay for just one more,” Emily urged, her voice soft and persuasive, her hand reaching up and stroking down Hannah’s arm as she looked at her with big, doe-like eyes.
“Fine, just one more,” Hannah giggled, “but you’re a bad influence,” she teased, downing the remainder of her glass.
As Emily started to fix their drinks, Michael disappeared into the lounge to start clearing up, leaving Emily and Hannah alone together.
“You know,” Emily announced, turning to face Hannah, her face clearly showing she was feeling the effects of the alcohol too, “you’re like, really really beautiful,” she slurred slightly, her eyes roaming over Hannah’s body.
Hannah felt herself blush, her cheeks warming under Emily’s gaze, “thank you, but I’m not; I mean, look at you, you’re incredible,” Hannah replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Emily took a step closer, her hand reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind Hannah’s ear, “I’ve wanted to kiss you all night,” she admitted, her voice low and sultry.
Hannah’s heart started to race, her breath catching in her throat as she looked into Emily’s eyes, seeing the desire and hunger reflected back at her.
This was a very bold admission, and one that Hannah had never expected to hear, but it sent a thrill of excitement and apprehension coursing though her as she stared back at Emily.
“Maybe you don’t need another drink,” Hannah laughed, trying to pass off the moment as a joke, but her voice was shaky and her heart was pounding.
Emily placed her hand on Hannah’s arm, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through Hannah’s body.
“I know it’s pretty forward, but if you don’t ask, you don’t get,” Emily grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Hannah stood there, frozen, her mind racing with a thousand conflicting thoughts. She had always wondered what it would be like to be with another woman, but she had never actually thought it would happen tonight, with Emily of all people. But here she was, standing in front of this stunning woman, who was clearly uninhibited, and she was offering herself up to Hannah.
“I mean, you’re gorgeous,” Hannah started, “but I’ve never…..and not that I wouldn’t want to but,” Hannah stammered, her cheeks flushing a deeper red, “and I’m married and you’re married,” she reasoned. Her voice trembling slightly.
“Oh don’t worry about Michael,” Emily said in a reassuring tone, “we have both swung in the past and he’s more than happy to encourage my extra martial adventures,” she added smiling mischievously.
Hannah smiled back nervously, “but what about Max? It wouldn’t feel right” She said, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes darting between Emily and the door.
Emily laughed softly, “Max doesn’t come across as the jealous type and to be honest, is there any man in the world that’s going to complain about his wife kissing another women,” she said, her hand sliding down Hannah’s arm, her fingers tracing slow circles on Hannah’s wrist.
Hannah felt herself melting under Emily’s touch, her body responding to the warmth and confidence of the other woman.
Emily was absolutely right however, when Hannah had first admitted to her husband her long held bi-curiosity, Max had been nothing but encouraging, and turned on, and the thought of getting to tell him about this later, sent a thrill of excitement through her, knowing how turned on he’d be by it.
The two women stood there for a moment, their eyes locked, the tension between them palpable, until Emily took a step closer, her hand reaching up to brush a strand of hair behind Hannah’s ear.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Emily whispered, her voice low and husky, her eyes never leaving Hannah’s.
Hannah felt her body respond to Emily’s words, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pants already damp with her arousal at finally being intimate with another woman after all those years of fantasy.
She thought she would feel more nervous about the situation but the multiple gins and the clear attraction between them had made her feel more confident and much less inhibited.
They stared into each others eyes, the tension growing by the second. Hannah had already made her mind up that if Emily leaned in she wasn’t going to pull away, she would embrace the experience, push her boundaries and enjoy it.
Hannah subconsciously let her tongue dart out to moisten her lips, which were suddenly dry, and Emily’s eyes followed the movement, her own lips parting slightly as she watched.
“You’re so cute when you’re nervous,” Emily breathed, her voice low and thick with desire.
Hannah’s breath hitched as Emily’s hand slid off her arm, her fingers curling around Hannah’s wrist. The surprise touch was electric, sending a jolt of heat straight to Hannah’s core.
Emily started to lean forward and Hannah’s eyes fluttered closed in anticipation as she felt Emily’s, soft, full lips brush against her own in a gentle, tender kiss.
The first touch of Emily’s lips was like a spark igniting a wildfire, Hannah’s body responding instantly, as they both pressed their lips together more firmly, their tongues hesitantly meeting, before retreating and then meeting again, more confidently this time.
Hannah felt Emily’s large tits start to press against her own as their kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more demanding as their lips and tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths.
Hannah had felt an immediate connection with Emily, and now, as their bodies pressed together, she could feel the heat radiating off the other woman, her own body responding in kind, her nipples hardening and pressing against the fabric of her bra.
Emily’s hands started to roam over Hannah’s body, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips, her ass, before sliding up her sides, her thumbs brushing against the underside of Hannah’s breasts, making her gasp into their kiss.
Hannah loved having her tits played with and the though of Emily groping her was making her even wetter than she already was and more nervous.
“Oh fuck, Emily,” Hannah moaned, her voice low and breathy as she pulled away from their kiss just enough to look at Emily, her eyes dark with desire.
Emily could clearly see the hunger in Hannah's eyes, and it only served to fuel her own desire. She knew Hannah wanted more but was hesitant, so she decided to take control, to show Hannah it was okay to let go, give into her desires and finally fulfill her bi-curiosity.
Emily stared back at Hannah, her eyes dark with lust, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she watched Hannah’s chest rise and fall with her heavy breathing.
Without saying a word Emily took Hannah’s hand and led her out of the kitchen and to the stairs, her fingers laced tightly with Hannah’s.
Hannah could feel her heart racing in her chest as Emily led her up the stairs. She knew where they were going, and she knew what was about to happen.
She knew that she should feel more guilty, more apprehensive and reluctant but she wanted this. It felt natural and right and she was more than willing to let Emily take charge.
Hannah followed submissively, her hand still tightly gripped in Emily’s, her mind racing with a mix of excitement and nervousness as they ascended the stairs.
The house was quiet now, the last of the party guests having left as Emily led her to the master bedroom, pushing the door open with her foot and pulling her inside. The room was dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains.
The large bed dominated the room, fresh, clean sheets and pillows, immaculately made.
Emily led Hannah over to the bed, encouraging her to sit before standing in front of her, her eyes never leaving Hannah’s.
Emily began to undress, slowly and seductively, her eyes locked with Hannah’s as she reached behind her back and unzipped her emerald green dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of shimmering fabric.
Hannah’s breath caught in her throat as Emily’s large, veiny tits were exposed to her, braless, her nipples already hard and erect, standing out like two perfect pink pearls.
Emily fingers slipped under the waistband of her lacy green thong and Hannah watched as she slowly eased it over her wide hips and thicc ass, letting it drop to the floor before stepping out of it.
Hannah felt her mouth go dry and her clit tingle, unable to take her eyes of Emily’s naked body displayed before her, her huge, perfect tits, her bare pussy.
Emily watched Hannah looking at her, smiling at the hunger in her eyes.
“Like what you see?” Emily purred as she allowed her hands to seductively drift up her body, over her thick thighs, her soft tummy before cupping her own tits, her small hands not able to contain them fully as they spilled over her fingers.
Hannah’s breath hitched as Emily began to gently grope and maul her own boobs, her eyes locked with Hannah’s as she squeezed and caressed the soft, heavy flesh.
Emily’s body was a lot like Hannah’s but she was so much more confident and uninhibited, happy to show off her curves and flaunt her nakedness in front of Hannah, which Hannah found incredibly sexy.
“Why don’t you take some clothes off,” Emily encouraged, her voice soft and sultry, her hands still playing with her tits, her fingers rolling her stiff nipples between them.
Hannah was normally self conscious about her body, especially in front of a practical stranger, but Emily’s confidence and the fact that she was clearly enjoying Hannah’s attention, made her feel more at ease.
Hannah stood up off the bed reached behind her back, fumbling with the zip of her own dress, before finally unzipping it and letting it fall to the floor, revealing her black lace bra and matching thong. She was happy she had worn matching underwear tonight, hoping for Max to seduce her after they got home.
She stood before Emily in just her underwear, a slight feeling of nervousness beginning to creep in.
Emily’s eyes roamed over Hannah’s body, taking in every curve, every inch of soft, creamy flesh. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” she breathed, her voice thick with desire.
Hannah felt her confidence grow under Emily’s gaze as her eyes lingered on Hannah’s bra clad tits, her nipples hard and aching beneath the lacy fabric.
“Mmmm I want to see them,” Emily growled, her voice low and husky, her eyes never leaving Hannah’s chest.
Hannah’s breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt her nipples harden even more, her body responding to Emily’s eager gaze.
With a slow, deliberate motion, she reached behind her back and unclasped her black lace bra, letting it fall away to reveal her full, heavy tits—round, heavy, and perfect, her erect nipples already dark and swollen with arousal. The cool air of the room made her flesh tighten further, her breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps as she stood there, completely exposed, her body trembling with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
Emily’s eyes darkened as she took in the sight of Hannah’s bare breasts, her own fingers still playing with her own tits, her nipples hard and aching beneath her touch.
She stepped forward, her eyes locked with Hannah’s, and reached out, her hands now cupping Hannah’s huge tits, her thumbs brushing against her stiff nipples, making Hannah gasp at the sudden contact.
“They’re so fucking sexy,” Emily breathed, her voice low and thick with desire as her delicate fingers began to knead and squeeze Hannah’s heavy flesh, her thumbs and fingers rolling and pinching Hannah’s nipples until she was moaning and writhing under Emily’s touch.
Her hands dropped to Hannah’s waist her fingers pressing into the soft flesh as she pulled her in, pressing their bare tits together, their nipples grazing each other’s skin, sending a jolt of electricity through Hannah’s body.
Emily’s lips found Hannah’s again, kissing her passionately, their tongues dancing together as their bodies pressed tightly against each other.
Hannah could feel Emily’s hard nipples pressing into her own, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body, making her moan into their kiss. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy throbbing with desire as Emily’s hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and contour.
Emily’s hands slid down Hannah’s sides, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips before sliding over her ass, squeezing and groping the soft flesh, making Hannah gasp and moan into their kiss.
“Oh fuck, Emily,” Hannah moaned, her voice low and breathy as she pulled away from their kiss just enough to look at Emily, her eyes dark with desire.
“Touch me,” Emily growled, her voice low and commanding, her eyes locked with Hannah’s.
Hannah hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, before reaching up and tentatively placing her hands on Emily’s tits, her fingers tracing the soft, heavy flesh.
Emily’s hands covered Hannah’s, pressing them harder against her boobs, encouraging her to grope and squeeze them.
“Fuck, yes,” Emily moaned, her head falling back, her eyes closing as Hannah’s fingers groped and fondled her.
Hannah had never touched another women’s tits before but felt a surge of confidence, seeing Emily’s reaction to her touch, and allowed her fingers to explore more boldly, seeking out Emily’s hard nipples and pinching them between her fingers, making Emily gasp and moan.
“Harder,” Emily breathed, her voice low and thick with desire as she reached up to cup Hannah’s tits, mirroring her movements, her fingers pinching and twisting Hannah’s nipples until Hannah was writhing and moaning in response.
Hannah pinched and pulled at Emily’s nipples harder, watching her reaction, seeing the combination of pleasure and pain etched across her face.
Emily’s breath came in sharp gasps, her fingers digging into Hannah’s flesh, her nails leaving crescent marks on Hannah’s skin as she returned the favor with equal intensity.
Their lips found each other again in a fiery, passionate kiss, their tongues clashing and battling for dominance as they continued to tease and torment each other’s nipples.
Hannah could feel the heat between her legs building, her pussy throbbing and aching with desire. She could feel the wetness soaking through her pants.
As they continued to kiss Emily’s hands slid down Hannah’s body, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties, and she began to slowly ease them down over Hannah’s hips, her ass, and finally down her thighs until they fell to the floor.
Hannah stepped out of them, now completely naked, her body trembling with anticipation as she felt Emily’s hand slide between her legs, Hannah parting her legs wider to give her better access.
She moaned deeply into Emily’s mouth as she felt her fingers graze against her swollen, sensitive clit, her touch sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.
“Oh, fuck, Emily,” Hannah moaned, her voice thick and breathy, her body trembling with a mix of nervousness and excitement.
Emily’s fingers slid down further, teasing the entrance of Hannah’s pussy, her touch sending a wave of heat through her body.
“You’re so wet,” Emily whispered, her voice low and husky, her fingers pressing against Hannah’s folds, making her gasp and moan.
“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Hannah breathed, her eyes fluttering closed as Emily’s fingers continued to explore her, her touch sending waves of pleasure through her body as her eyes fluttered closed.
Emily slipped the tip of her finger inside Hannah, feeling her tightness, her wetness coating her finger as she slowly began to slide it in and out, fucking Hannah with her finger.
“Oh, god,” Hannah moaned, her voice low and breathy, her body writhing and bucking against Emily’s touch, her pussy throbbing with desire as she pushed down harder on Emily’s finger.
Emily added another finger, stretching Hannah’s tight pussy, her fingers sliding in and out, fucking her slow and hard, her thumb pressing against Hannah’s clit, rubbing it in tight circles.
Hannah’s moans grew louder, her body writhing and bucking against Emily’s hand, her fingers digging into Emily’s shoulders as she held herself steady, her nails leaving crescent marks on her skin.
“Mmm, you’re so tight,” Emily growled, her voice low and thick with desire, her fingers pumping in and out of Hannah’s pussy, her thumb rubbing her clit harder and faster, making Hannah moan and gasp.
Hannahs eyes fluttered open, drifting to the open bedroom door behind Emily where she could make out the outline of Michael’s silhouette, watching them.
Hannah felt a rush of excitement and naughtiness, knowing he was there, unsure of how long he had been watching them. It felt so wrong and bad, another man seeing her naked, watching her being pleasured by another woman, but it turned her on even more, knowing she was being watched and that she was doing something so taboo.
Emily sensed Hannah’s sudden tension, her body stiffening under her touch. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes meeting Michael’s in the dim light, and he gave her a a small smile, before she turned back to Hannah.
“You like that, don’t you?” Emily whispered, her lips brushing against Hannah’s ear, her breath hot against her skin. “Knowing he’s watching us.”
Hannah groaned, her eyes fluttering shut, Emily’s fingers still fucking her, her thumb rubbing her clit in tight circles.
”He told me earlier how bad he wants to fuck you, and now here you are, naked and wet in his bedroom,” Emily whispered, her voice low and sultry, her breath hot against Hannah’s ear.
Hannah’s eyes flew open, her body tensing at Emily’s words, her pussy throbbing at the thought of Michael watching them, wanting her.
“Fuck, Emily,” Hannah moaned, her voice thick with desire, her body writhing against Emily’s touch, her fingers digging into Emily’s shoulders.
Emily’s fingers pumped in and out of Hannah’s pussy harder, her thumb still grinding into her clit, her other hand reaching up to grope and squeeze Hannah’s tits, her fingers pinching and twisting her hard nipples.
“Shall we invite him in?” Emily whispered, her voice low and sultry.
Hannah was already so turned on, so lost in the moment that she didn’t even hesitate before moaning out a “yes,” her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps as Emily’s fingers continued to work her pussy, her thumb relentlessly grinding against her clit.
Emily’s eyes flickered back to Michael, who was still standing in the doorway, his massive black cock thick and veiny, already in his hand, hard and throbbing as he stroked it to the sight of the two beautiful women.
Michael smiled as he stepped into the room, approaching them, his eyes fixed on Hannah’s body, his gaze lingering on her wet pussy, her swollen clit, her tits bouncing with every breath she took.
Hannah’s breath hitched as she felt Michael’s presence, her body tensing with a mix of excitement and nervousness.
She felt Emily gently slide her fingers out of her pussy, making her moan at the sudden loss of contact. Emily stepped aside, revealing Michael standing there, his massive black cock in his hand, stroking it slowly, his eyes locked on Hannah’s naked body.
“Fuck, it’s huge,” Hannah breathed, her eyes wide as she took in the size of Michael’s cock, her pussy throbbing at the thought of it inside her.
Michael chuckled, his eyes never leaving Hannah’s. “You like what you see?” he asked, his voice low and thick with desire.
Hannah nodded, her eyes still fixed on his cock, her mouth suddenly dry.
She could feel the weight of his gaze on her body, his eyes roaming over every inch of her, making her feel exposed and desired in a way she never had before.
Emily stepped closer to Hannah, her hand sliding up her back and resting on her shoulder. "He wants you," Emily whispered, her lips brushing against Hannah’s ear. "And you want him, don't you?"
Hannah's breath hitched, her body trembling slightly. "Yes," she whispered back, her voice barely audible.
Michael stepped closer, his massive cock bobbing between his legs as he approached them. Hannah could feel the heat radiating off his body, the scent of his cologne mixing with the musky aroma of his arousal as he reached out a large hand and grabbed her boob , his fingers squeezing and groping the soft flesh, making her moan and arch into his touch.
"Fuck, you've got amazing tits," he growled, his voice low and thick.
Emily watched them, her eyes dark with lust as she reached down and began to stroke her husbands cock as he continued to grope and squeeze Hannah’s tits, both hands now free to explore her body.
Hannah’s breath hitched as Michael’s fingers pinched and twisted her nipples, his touch sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
“On your knees," Michael ordered, his voice commanding and rough.
Hannah obeyed, her body trembling as she sank to her knees, her eyes locked on Michael's massive cock. She could feel Emily's eyes on her, watching her every move, encouraging her.
"Look at me," he commanded, his voice low and husky.
Hannah obeyed, lifting her gaze to meet his dark, intense eyes as Emily tangled her fingers into Hannah's hair, her grip firm yet gentle, guiding her forward.
The thick, veiny head of Michael's cock pressed against Hannah's lips, and she could feel the heat radiating from it, the smooth, slick tip teasing her mouth as Emily held it feeding it into her.
Hannah's breath hitched as she opened her mouth, her lips parting around the broad crown of his cock, her tongue instinctively darting out to taste the salty, musky flavor of his arousal. She could feel the girth of his cock stretching her lips, the thick vein pulsing against her tongue as she took more of him into her mouth.
Emily's fingers tightened in Hannah's hair, her grip firm as she guided Hannah's head up and down Michael's cock, her other hand sliding down to cup Hannah's chin, encouraging her to take him deeper.
Hannah felt so slutty and naughty, on her knees, Emily feeding her husband's cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the thick, veiny shaft, her lips stretching around the girth as she took him deeper.
"Fuck, that's it, baby," Michael groaned, his voice thick with desire, his hands gripping Hannah's shoulders, his fingers digging into her flesh as she bobbed her head up and down, her mouth filled with his cock. "Such a good girl."
Emily watched them for a moment, her eyes dark with lust, her own body trembling with anticipation. She couldn't resist any longer. She dropped to her knees beside Hannah, her eyes locked with Hannah's as she reached out and took Michael's cock from her mouth.
"My turn," Emily whispered, her voice low and sultry, her fingers wrapping around the base of Michael's cock, guiding it to her lips.
Hannah watched, her breath coming in sharp gasps as Emily took Michael's cock into her mouth, her lips stretching around the thick, veiny shaft, her tongue swirling around the broad crown.
She took her husband cock deep, gagging as she swallowed around the girth, her eyes watering as she pulled back, her lips leaving a wet, sucking sound.
Emily moaned around his cock, as she took him deeper again, her throat bobbing around the thick shaft.
She pulled back, gasping , her eyes watering slightly as she looked up at Hannah, who was still kneeling beside her, her own breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps.
"Fuck, you're so good at that," Michael groaned, his voice thick with desire, his hands tangling in Emily’s hair, guiding her head up and down his cock.
Hannah's gaze was locked on Emily's mouth, watching as she took Michael's cock deeper, her lips stretching around the girth, her throat working around the thickness.
Emily pulled back, her lips leaving a wet, sucking sound, and turned her head to look at Hannah. "You want some?" she asked, her voice low and sultry, her eyes dark with lust. “I want to taste him with you.”
Emily looked at Hannah, a mischievous glint in her eyes as held Michael’s cock between them and began to kiss and lick the bulbous tip. Hannah followed suite, her tongue darting out to taste the salty pre-cum that had pooled at the head of his cock, her own pussy throbbing with desire.
Her and Emily’s tongues met flicking against each other, the thick head of Michael’s cock between each of their lips as they began to kiss with his fat cock trapped between them.
Hannah could feel Emily’s soft, wet lips against hers, and the firmer, velvety smooth cock head in the middle, their tongues swirling together around it, the thick, salty taste of Michael’s arousal filling her mouth, taking turns to suck on the swollen tip.
Emily pulled back from their blowjob miss, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps, her eyes dark with lust, her lips glistening with pre-cum. "I want to watch him fuck you,” she breathed, her voice low and sultry, her eyes never leaving Hannah’s.
Hannah nodded, her breath hitching as she watched Emily lick her lips, tasting herself and Michael together. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her pussy throbbing with anticipation.
Emily stood up, offering her hand and helping Hannah to her feet. They both climbed up onto the bed, kneeing in front of each other as they started to kiss again, tasting Michael’s pre-cum on each others lips and tongue, the salty taste intoxicating.
Their lips still locked together, Emily guided Hannah down onto her back, kneeling beside her, continuing to kiss her, her tongue swirling and tangling with Hannah’s.
Hannah’s body was trembling with excitement, her nipples hard and aching, her pussy throbbing with need as she instinctively spread her legs wide, displaying her swollen, glistening pussy to Michael, who stood at the foot of the bed, watching them.
He climbed up onto the bed between Hannah’s legs, Hannah tensing as she felt the mattress dip under his weight, still locked in a passionate kiss with Emily.
She felt Michael’s big hands slid up her thighs, his fingers tracing the soft, smooth skin, making her shiver and moan into Emily’s mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Michael growled, his voice low and thick with desire as his fingers found Hannah’s slick folds, his thumb pressing against her clit, making her buck and moan.
“Oh, god,” Hannah gasped, pulling away from Emily’s kiss, her eyes fluttering open to meet Michael’s intense gaze as she looked up at him.
Emily reached down and her hand wrapped around Michael’s thick cock, her fingers squeezing and stroking the velvety shaft.
Emily’s grip tightened, her fingers sliding up and down the length of his cock, her thumb pressing against the bulbous head, making it glisten with pre-cum as she guided her husbands cock towards Hannah’s pussy.
With a sudden, deliberate movement, she slapped the heavy, swollen head down onto Hannah’s throbbing clit, making Hannah’s entire body jerk violently, a moan escaping her lips.
“Fuck—” Hannah gasped, her body trembling as Emily held the thick head of Michael’s cock against her sensitive flesh, rubbing it through her slick folds, teasing her with the blunt, swollen tip.
The sensation was overwhelming, the heat radiating from his cock making her clit pulse and throb, her pussy clenching with need every time is rubbed against her sensitive clit.
Emily slapped the thick head onto Hannah clit again, this time harder, making Hannah’s breath catch in her throat, her body arching off the bed with a sharp gasp.
“Oh, fuck,” Hannah moaned, her voice thick with pleasure and pain, her body trembling as she felt the blunt, swollen head of Michael’s cock rubbing against her clit again and again, each slap sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
Michael’s hands slid up her thighs, his fingers spreading her wet folds, making her gasp as Emily pressed the head of his cock against her entrance, his thick, veiny length teasing her, making her writhe and moan.
“Please,” Hannah begged, her voice trembling with need, her eyes locked with Emily’s intense gaze as she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her tightness.
Emily, with a wicked smile started to push the massive head harder against Hannah’s tightness, watching Hannah squirm as she felt her pussy start to stretch as the thick head began to push inside of her.
Her skin stretched taunt as Emily continued to push the tip of her husbands cock inside of Hannah, Hannah’s breath coming in shape gasps as she her body struggle to accommodate the girth.
“Mmm she’s so fucking tight,” Michael groaned, his voice thick with desire as he felt the tight, wet heat of Hannah’s pussy enveloping his cock.
Emily’s eyes never left Hannah’s as her pussy stretched around the thick, veiny head of Michael’s cock, her own breath coming in sharp gasps as she saw Hannah’s body reacting to the intrusion.
Emily felt the head finally slip fully inside, Hannah’s pussy clenching around it as she gasped, her body trembling as she adjusted to the size. Michael’s hands gripped Hannah’s hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held himself in place, allowing Hannah to adjust.
As he held himself there, Emily began to stroke his cock, her fingers sliding up and down the thick, veiny shaft as she wanked his cock into Hannah’s pussy, making Hannah feel slutty and used.
Michael began to gradually push his hips forward, slowly sliding his massive cock deeper into Hannah’s tight pussy, his thick, veiny length stretching her walls as she moaned and gasped.
“Oh, fuck, it’s so big,” Hannah moaned, her voice thick with pleasure and pain as she felt Michael’s cock filling her up, her pussy stretching around his girth.
Emily let go of Michael, allowing him to take over, her eyes dark with lust as she watched him slowly push his cock deeper into Hannah’s tight pussy. She could see Hannah’s body reacting to the intrusion, her breath coming in sharp gasps, her lips parted in a silent moan.
She leaned up to kiss Hannah again, Hannah lips meeting hers, hungry and desperate, their tongues tangling together as Emily’s fingers tangled in Hannah’s hair, pulling her head back slightly to deepen the kiss.
“Such a good girl,” Emily whispered against her lips, her breath hot and heavy, her hands sliding down to cup Hannah’s tits, her fingers pinching and twisting Hannah’s hard nipples, making her gasp and moan into the kiss.
Hannah’s body was trembling, her pussy clenching around Michael’s thick cock as he slowly pushed deeper, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps as she felt the thick, veiny length stretching her walls as he began to slowly fuck her deeper and deeper.
“Look at you taking your first big black cock so easily,” Emily whisper again, her words and the reality of what she was doing sending a thrill through Hannah, making her moan and buck against Michael’s cock. “You’re such a good girl, taking it like this.”
Michael’s hands gripped Hannah’s hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he began to pick up the pace, his hips now slamming against her as her forced his full length inside Hannah’s tight hole with each thrust, his massive cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy, the sound of their flesh slapping together filling the room.
Hannah began to think about what she would tell Max, when she finally got home. He was bound to notice, her pussy would be sore, stretched and used by a cock so much bigger than his.
Would he be jealous? Would he be angry? Or would he simply be turned on, knowing that his wife had been fucked by a massive black cock, her pussy stretched and used in ways he could never manage?
The thought of Max's reaction sent a fresh wave of desire crashing through Hannah, her pussy clenching around Michael's cock as he continued to pound into her, his hips slapping against her thighs, his thick length filling her completely.
She felt a surge of power at the thought of proudly showing off her used pussy to Max, knowing he would likely be turned on by the evidence of her slutty behaviour, her body stretched and gaped by a man who was so much bigger than him, her pussy leaking and swollen from being filled by such a massive cock.
The image of Max’s face as he inspected her, his eyes dark with desire and jealousy spurred her on and she groaned out “harder!” As Michael continued to slam into her, his massive cock stretching her pussy beyond what she thought was possible, her body reacting with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
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Hannah’s head was thrown back, her mouth open in a silent scream as Michael’s cock drove deeper and harder into her. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, the wet, obscene slurping noises of her pussy being stretched and filled echoing off the walls. Emily watched, her eyes dark with lust, her fingers trailing down her own body, circling her clit as she watched Hannah being fucked by her husband.
She leaned down, capturing Hannah’s hard, erect nipple between her lips, sucking and biting it, making Hannah gasp and moan as Michael continued to slam into her.
“Oh, fuck, Emily!” Hannah cried out, her voice thick with pleasure and pain, her body writhing beneath Michael’s relentless thrusts.
Emily’s fingers slid down further, her middle finger pressing against her own slick, swollen pussy lips, her breath coming in sharp gasps as she continued to suck and bite at Hannah’s nipples..
“You like that, don’t you?” Emily whispered, her voice low and sultry, her lips still wrapped around Hannah’s nipple, her tongue swirling around the hard, sensitive flesh.
“You love being filled by my husbands massive black cock, don’t you, you little slut?”
Hannah could only moan in response, her body writhing as Michael’s cock slammed into her, his hips slapping against her thighs, his thick length stretching her pussy to its limits.
Emily’s fingers found her own clit, rubbing and circling the sensitive nub as Hannah got fucked, her own breath coming in sharp gasps as she felt her own pleasure building but she wanted more.
“Look at you, taking his big black cock like a good little whore,” Emily purred, her voice thick with desire, as she lifted her head, watching as Hannah moaned and gasped with each thrust.
Emily couldn’t take it any longer, she wanted more, she wanted to be a part of this. She climbed up the bed, straddling Hannah’s face, her knees on either side of Hannah’s head, her pussy hovering just above Hannah’s mouth.
Hannah breathed in the scent of Emily’s arousal, her own body trembling with desire as she looked up at the glistening, swollen pussy above her.
She had never imagined herself in this position and didn’t really have much choice, pinned beneath Michael’s relentless pounding, her pussy stretched wide open by his massive cock, and now Emily was straddling her face, her own wetness dripping down onto Hannah’s lips.
Before she could articulate her reluctance, Emily ground her hips down, smothering Hannah’s face with her pussy, her wetness coating Hannah’s lips and nose, the scent of her arousal filling Hannah’s nostrils.
"Lick me, you little slut," Emily commanded, her voice low and thick with desire as she rubbed her pussy against Hannah’s face, her clit pressing against Hannah’s lips.
Hannah had tasted her own pussy before but never another woman's, and the thought of it made her hesitate for a moment. But the feeling of Emily's glistening, swollen pussy, the scent of her arousal filling Hannah's nostrils, and the feeling of Michael's massive cock slamming into her, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, overrode any hesitation she had.
She stuck out her tongue, tentatively licking at Emily's pussy, her tongue sliding through her slick folds, tasting her for the first time. The flavor was sweet and musky, unlike anything Hannah had ever tasted, and it sent a jolt of desire through her, making her moan as Michael continued to pound into her.
She licked harder, her tongue darting out to explore Emily’s swollen folds, her lips parting around Emily’s clit as she sucked it into her mouth.
"Fuck, Hannah, that’s it," Emily gasped, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps, her fingers tangling in Hannah’s hair, guiding her head deeper into her pussy. "Lick me like you mean it." She instructed as she bent forward and started to suck on Hannah’s nipples again.
Hannah obeyed, her tongue swirling around Emily’s clit, her lips sucking and pulling on the sensitive nub, her own pussy clenching around Michael’s massive cock as she felt him slam into her harder and faster.
She could feel the pleasure of being used coiling in her belly, her own orgasm building and building with each thrust of Michael’s cock, each lick of her tongue against Emily’s pussy.
She was so close, so desperate, her body trembling beneath them both, her pussy clenching around Michael’s cock, her mouth filled with Emily’s wetness.
Taking her by surprise, Michael buried himself deep inside her with one final hard deep, thrust his cock pulsing and exploding as he came, his hot, sticky load filling her pussy, triggering her own orgasm to crash over her.
She screamed into Emily’s pussy, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as she felt Michael flooding her pussy with his hot, fertile seed, her own juices mixing with Michael’s cum, leaking out around his thick length.
Michael groaned, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside her, his hands gripping her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held himself deep, his cock pulsing and throbbing as he filled her with his hot, sticky load.
Seeing her husband cum inside Hannah and making her orgasm, triggered Emily’s own release as she ground her pussy down into Hannah’s mouth, her body convulsing as she came hard, her juices gushing onto Hannah’s face and tongue.
"Fuck, Hannah, that was amazing," Emily panted, her voice thick with pleasure, her body trembling as she collapsed onto the bed beside Hannah, her legs still draped over her face.
Hannah lay there, her body still trembling from her own orgasm, her pussy throbbing with the aftershocks of Michael’s cum inside her. She could feel his sticky load leaking out of her, her thighs slick with their combined juices as Michael pulled out of her.
“I’m gonna shower,” Michael grinned down at them both panting as they fought to regain their breath.
Emily turned to face Hannah, her eyes still dark with lust, Hannahs lips glistening with their Emily’s juices. “That was fucking amazing,” she whispered, her voice low and sultry, before leaning in and capturing Hannah’s lips in a passionate kiss. She could taste herself on Hannah’s lips and tongue, the sweet, musky flavour of her own arousal.
She began to lick at Hannah’s lips and suck on her tongue hungry, desperately , as if she couldn’t get enough of the taste of her own pussy on Hannah’s mouth.
Hannah moaned into the kiss, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her pussy clenching around the remnants of Michael’s cum inside her.
Emily’s hands slid down Hannah’s body, her fingers tracing the curve of her hips, her thighs, before finding her way back to Hannah’s pussy, her fingers sliding through the sticky mess of their combined juices.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Emily groaned, her voice thick with desire as she felt the sticky, slippery mess coating Hannah’s thighs and pussy lips. “Michael dumped a huge load in you, it’s not often he gets to fuck a pussy so tight,” she said, her fingers sliding through the mixture of their juices, her thumb pressing against Hannah’s clit, making her gasp and buck against her touch.
”I want to lick it out of you,” Emily whispered, her breath hot against Hannah’s ear, her lips trailing down Hannah’s neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin just below her ear. “I want to taste my husband’s cum inside of you.”
Hannah’s breath hitched, her body trembling as Emily’s lips found her neck again, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin, her teeth grazing it lightly, making Hannah moan and writhe beneath her.
Emily’s fingers slid deeper into Hannah’s pussy, her thumb pressing against her clit, making Hannah gasp and moan as she felt the remnants of Michael’s cum inside her, her pussy so stretched and gaped she couldn’t clench around Emily fingers.
Emily kissed her way down Hannah’s body until she was kneeling between her legs, her eyes fixed on Hannah’s glistening, swollen pussy, the sticky mess of her husbands cum and Hannah’s juices coating her lips thighs.
She buried her face in Hannah’s pussy, her tongue sliding through the sticky mess, tasting the mixture of their juices, her lips and tongue lapping at the sticky, slippery mess, her tongue sliding deep into Hannah’s pussy, searching for every last drop of Michael’s cum.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” Emily groaned, her voice muffled against Hannah’s pussy, her tongue sliding in and out of her, her lips sucking and pulling at her swollen folds as she licked and sucked at the sticky mess.
Hannah reached down, her fingers tangling in Emily’s auburn hair, pushing her down harder, grinding her pussy back against Emily’s face, her body writhing with pleasure as she felt Emily’s lips and tongue all over her.
She held Emily firmly in place, reaching to start to twisting and pulling at her own nipples as she edged herself closer and closer to another orgasm.
Emily's tongue was relentless, her lips and tongue working in tandem to lick and suck at Hannah's pussy, three of Emily’s fingers now sliding in and out of her stretched used cunt with ease.
"Fuck, Emily, I'm gonna cum again," Hannah gasped, her body tensing as she felt the pleasure building in her belly, her pussy attempting to clench around Emily's fingers, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps.
Emily's fingers curled inside her, pressing against that spot deep inside her, making her scream as her as an second orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
She bucked her hips, her pussy grinding into Emily’s mouth, her grip of Emily hair tightening as she pulled her face deeper into her as she came, a combination of Michael’s cum and her own juices coating Emily’s face and chin.
Hannah lay there, panting, her body trembling as she came down from her orgasm, her pussy still throbbing and sensitive. Emily lifted her head, her lips and chin glistening with their combined juices, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
“You taste fucking amazing,” she said, her voice low and sultry, her eyes dark with lust as she looked up at Hannah. “I could eat your pussy all day.”
Hannah blushed, her body still trembling as she looked down at Emily, her own eyes filled with desire. She had never felt so used, so slutty, but she loved it. “I can’t wait for your next party,” Hannah panted, a satisfied smile spread across her lips.