Desiree Holt - Caught in the Middle

Cody came up behind her as she dumped a box of multicoloured condoms in another bowl, brushed her hair aside and kissed the nape of her neck.

“You look like you’re right at home,” he teased.

Her stomach knotted. Was she behaving too settled for him? Taking too much for granted. What he’d said and what he really meant could be two different things.

“Cody, I didn’t mean-”

“Hush.” He licked the tender spot behind her ear. “It looks good. It feels good. I like it.”

She turned around, studying his face. “Are you sure?”

“Sugar, in my life, I don’t like to waste time. I’m just worried I’m rushing you too much. Pushing too fast.”

She dropped the empty box and wound her arms around his neck. “A week ago, I would have run like crazy. Now, you should be warned you might not be able to get rid of me.”

“Just the way I want it.” His kiss was so hot, so carnal, it stole every bit of her breath. “Are you sure you’re okay with everything tonight? What we talked about?”

She nodded, one corner of her mouth turned up in a half grin. “I’m ready. I know you want me to experience the same pleasures you do.” She shook her head. “I just have a hard time believing how much I’ve changed in one week.”

“I don’t think it’s so drastic. I think the real Lanie was hiding underneath all this time just waiting for the right person to come along with the key.” He ran his hand up the curve of her ass, squeezing the firm globe. “I’m glad I’m the one who had it.”

“Me, too.”

The ringing of the doorbell interrupted whatever else she might have said.

“Go, go, go.” She shooed him away. “Your guests are arriving.”

Cody sat in the big armchair he favoured, watching the redhead named Nancy in the middle of the floor on her knees. Brent’s cock was buried in her ass while Paul’s filled her mouth. As she rocked back and forth, her heavy breasts swayed with the motion. Brent reached around to cup her breasts, pinching the nipples as he pistoned in and out of her rear tunnel.

The party had been going on for two hours now. As soon as, the last person arrived he’d pulled Lanie down into his lap and teased both her and himself until his cock was so hard he thought it would burst. Lanie had worn shorts and a halter again, but it hadn’t taken long before he’d managed to remove them. Then he’d shucked off his clothes. She wriggled against him as the nest of hair at his groin tickled the bare skin of her bottom.

Now he had her thighs draped over his, the way he had the week before, her pussy open to everyone’s eyes as he played with her clit and slipped his fingers in and out of her wet, greedy cunt.

He knew she watched everything with avid interest, and her degree of arousal was very obvious. Shifting her far enough forward to allow him to move, he reached for a condom in the bowl next to him, rolled it onto his penis, then lifted Lanie and lowered her onto his shaft. As he did so, he caught Sheila’s eye and nodded. Now, he’d find out for sure just how far Lanie was willing to go.

When she saw Sheila approaching, Lanie’s heart kicked over and tripped into an erratic beat. This was it. Her first public contact with anyone but Cody. And one where she’d be on display. For one tiny moment, the old Lanie surfaced with a strong urge to run. But then Cody shifted, pushing his cock into her more deeply, and a wave of carnal desire so strong it took her breath away washed over her. Unconsciously, she moved her thighs apart even further.

“Hey, Lanie.” Sheila’s voice was soft yet arousing as she knelt in front of the chair. “I hear we’re the next act on the bill. That okay with you?”

Lanie wet her lower lip with the tip of her tongue and nodded.

“Your pussy is absolutely gorgeous,” Sheila told her. “I can see what’s got Cody tied in knots.” She lifted her head. “Cody, darlin’, before next week you have to take her to Lanetta’s for a wax job.”

Lanie felt heat creep up her cheeks and lowered her hands to cover her pubic hair. Cody’s fingers circled her wrists and pulled her hands away.

“Don’t hide yourself,” he ordered. “Maybe we’ll do that, but right now, I love this fluffy little bush.”

“It’s sure soft,” Sheila commented, riffled her fingers through it. “Cody, I’ll bet it feels terrific rubbing against your cock, doesn’t it?”

“You’ve got that right.”

His penis thickened and swelled inside her, and he rotated his hips just enough to hit her sweet spot. Sheila pushed Lanie’s thighs even further apart, giving the room an unobstructed view of her pussy and Cody’s cock firmly seated inside it. A shudder raced through Lanie’s body and more of her cream bathed the thick shaft.

“Ooh, she’s hot all right,” Sheila cooed. “And look at the pretty pink clit.”

She took it between two fingers and tugged at it then licked it with her tongue. Lanie felt a jolt of heat spear through her, but it was nothing to the sensation when the woman sucked the clit into her mouth and began circling her flesh stretched over Cody’s cock.

Lanie closed her eyes, letting the feeling pulse through her body. When she opened them, she realised that half the people in the room were watching her with avid fascination, despite being involved in their own activities. Rather than being turned off by it, her arousal spiked even higher. As Sheila sucked harder on her clit and used her fingers to tantalise the stretched skin of her cunt, Cody brought his hands up to her breasts.

So many sensations assaulted her she couldn’t do anything except lean back and give into it.

The harder Sheila sucked, the more Cody squeezed her breasts and nipples and the more his hips jerked beneath her, pushing up into her again and again. Her heart was thundering in her ears, and her blood felt as if it was on fire, singeing her.

When the orgasm hit, she had to grip Cody’s arms to centre herself as her body shook, his cock pulsed inside her and Sheila nipped and licked her clit over and over again. Lanie was one nerve, and it had exploded, like dynamite, shaking her and tossing her onto that place she’d discovered with Cody where nothing mattered except the erotic satisfaction it gave her.

Sheila’s tongue slowed to small, tiny swipes as Cody leaned back in the chair, Lanie collapsed against his chest. With one final nip, Sheila patted the Lanie’s thighs and stood up.

“Thanks, darlin’. Cody, she sure tastes like sugar. I’m ready any time she wants it.” She moved away, swinging her hips while soft murmurs of approval sounded in the room.

Cody kissed the tip of her ear then lifted her from his body. When he stood, he lowered her into the chair. “Back in a minute,” he told her, planting a soft kiss on her lips. “Time to catch your breath.”

Lanie let herself wallow in the languor that was the aftermath of the climax until Cody returned wearing a fresh condom.

“Rest a little, sugar.” He placed her on his lap again. “I talked to Mark. Whenever you’re ready, just give the word.”

Lanie had thought having Cody fuck her in the ass had been the most erotic feeling ever. Then, when Sheila had sucked her clit while Cody fucked her, she’d decided that was at the top of the list. But now she had to revise her opinion again. This-this act-carried her to a place she hadn’t even dreamed of.

Mark lay on cushions on the floor, on his back. Lanie sat astride him, his sheathed cock filling her pussy, his fingers playing lightly with her clit. Behind her, Cody’s cock was fully seated in her ass, the ribbed condom adding yet another layer of sensation. And while Mark teased at her clit, Cody pulled and tugged at her nipples until they felt as hard as his cock.