Lucky Man Ch. 18

"God, you're so good at that," Kelly whimpered. "Please don't stop," she said.

Stacy didn't respond, focusing on Kelly's pussy and her desire to lick it to a powerful orgasm.

Groaning, she felt Stacy lick two of her fingers and slide them upward past her slowly, methodically moving tongue to forcefully caress the upper-side of Kelly's pussy. Groaning in pleasure, the redhead felt her head start to swim as she grew lightheaded. The relentless young woman never slowed, driving the young wife to an incredibly powerful orgasm as her tongue rubbed and rubbed, again and again, agonizingly persistent against her clit.

Kelly felt her pussy contract down hard on the incredible young woman, specifically her fingers pushing in and out. She felt it squeeze hard, then felt a wet sort of explosion as Stacy whimpered, latching her mouth on to the pussy in front of her again. Stacy whimpered again, and then again, as Kelly squirted, a first for her. The young woman didn't seem to mind, letting the juice coat her face, the sheets, and even swallowing some apparently as Kelly heard her swallow and clear her throat.

All of this was an afterthought to the mind-wrenching orgasm she was having, her eyes not focusing on anything as the relentless young woman punished her again and again. Her vision went black then, and she was left clutching the sheets, her body stiff and muscles clenched hard as her pussy spasmed and convulsed. Stacy moaned loudly, her tongue still pulsing and rubbing, her fingers sliding deftly but deliberately in and upward across the upper wall.

Finally, unable to take anymore, Kelly pulled her upward, kissing her hurriedly, almost frantic. Not caring about what juices were covering her face, the redhead desperately kissed and sucked, nibbled and bit at the dark-haired girl, who was just as enthusiastically doing the same to her. Finally, Kelly collapsed back into her pillow.

Seeing that she was incapacitated, Stacy smiled and slid from the sheets. The young wife followed her as she walked around the bed, fighting to focus as she tried to recover from the mind-erasing orgasm she'd just been forced to have. She saw Stacy walk over to where Duncan was laying on his side, facing the edge of the bed. Grinning, she waved and then dropped to her knees, the sheet being tossed over onto Kelly a second later.

Groaning, Duncan looked over his shoulder at his wife and then down, his eyes obviously trying to focus. Beside him, Kelly was trying to recover.

"Good morning, Danielle," he groaned, reaching down and turning over to his back as Stacy smiled widely, her mouth encircling his manhood. His eyes went wide as he saw who was looking back up at him.

Kelly smiled and leaned over, her chest still heaving. "She's... so fucking... good," she said. "Oh my God."

Duncan groaned as she started sliding her lips along his shaft, moaning, and whimpering as she slid slowly downward. Kelly looked down and saw the expression on her face was one of relief, as if she were quenching her thirst.

Popping her mouth off, she started stroking. "God, I've wanted to do this to both of you since last night. I always get what I want," she said, her lips immediately sliding back around the crown of Duncan's cock. He groaned and looked over at Kelly, who was still recovering. She smiled.

"I told you she was good," she said. She smiled and watched as Duncan groaned, his cock disappearing and reappearing in the bewildering brunette's mouth again and again, as if she were possessed, or on a mission to pleasure as many people as she could.

Kelly grinned, sliding down beside her to whisper something in her ear. Stacy smiled and nodded, then slid her lips down his shaft again, almost not missing a beat. Duncan groaned loudly.

"Fuck," he grunted, as Kelly tiptoed out of the room. She smiled and tiptoed toward the living room, stepping in and seeing Steve still asleep on the couch. The cover had been lost sometime in the night and was crumpled on the ground below where he lay. She smiled seeing the obvious morning wood that he was sporting. Not wasting any time, she walked over and knelt beside him, quietly reaching up and starting to pull his waistband down.

He jerked awake, startling her and causing her to giggle before reaching his cock again. Sleep still filling his mind, he tried to focus as she leaned over and, without hesitation, took his cock in her mouth and started to slide her lips along the shaft.

Realizing who she was and what she was doing, he reached down and pulled her off, backpedaling on the couch. Kelly grinned and lowered her head again, despite his protests.

"Wait, wait, wait," he stammered.

Kelly giggled and ignored him, her lips sliding along his shaft as his will crumbled and she took him into her throat.

"God," he groaned, his hand sliding to the back of her head.

She relished the taste and feel of the strange cock in her mouth, the fleshy tang filling her senses as her lips slid along the sides and then the head pushed into her throat again. She gulped, swallowing some of his pre-cum and slid it back, kissing the head and smiling up at him as he perched precariously between bolting for help and forcing his cock down her throat. She giggled again and looked back down, her hand going to his pendulous testicles and gently massaging before she deepthroated him again, his groans filling the den.

Sliding his cock out, she felt his hand guiding her down and smirked, moving her face lower to take one of his testicles into her mouth. He groaned, arching his back as she sucked gently, pulling the orb inside and rolling it softly around. Moving to the other, she sucked it in as well, holding both briefly inside before letting one slide out and suckling on the other. He groaned, then arched his hips and pulled her face back onto his cock as she took over again, her mouth sliding completely down his shaft and holding onto the base tightly while he thrust gently against her lips. Groaning, he muttered something and she slid her face up, her lips locked on the crown as she felt it swell slightly. Cheering internally, she was rewarded for her efforts a few seconds later with a burst of warm, yummy cum filling her mouth.

She whimpered in pure pleasure as she swallowed, feeling him convulse and thrust against her mouth, his hand moving to the back of her head as she swallowed again and then again. His cum was downright delectable in her heightened state, and she moaned like a whore as he filled her mouth, swallowing it down with an audible sigh of relief. Thick swaths of the liquid rolled across her tongue and her brain was overwhelmed with pleasurable sensations. She felt like she'd never tasted better cum, though she knew that was just a product of how incredible her orgasm had been and how turned on she currently was.

Sliding her lips down his shaft again and swallowing what was left in her mouth, she started the trek back up as she tightened and sucked upward, her tongue pulling errant strays of cum, precum, and her own saliva into her hungry mouth as she slid upward, a long, low moan of pleasure coming from Steve's mouth.

"God," he groaned, his hand gently stroking her head. He fell back against the couch as Kelly played, running her mouth across his testicles again and then his shaft, seemingly not done. Feeling happily satisfied, she finally stopped, sliding her lips a final time down his diminishing shaft and then standing. She grinned, seeing Stacy tiptoe back across to the shower, flashing her a finger across her lips.

Kelly giggled, winking. "Just a present from your girlfriend," she said. She leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock again, but it was completely flaccid. Steve grunted and muttered something, but he looked almost brain dead.

Smiling, Kelly turned and went to go join her husband in the shower.

After both of them got clean and Kelly made sure to tell Duncan not to say anything about Stacy sucking him off that morning. Kelly stepped out of their room in a tight fitting bra and pair of panties to make breakfast for everyone.

Stacy was smiling widely, flashing seductive glances at Kelly when no one else was looking and licking her lips. Kelly couldn't help but get turned on by the amazing young woman's actions, and had to concentrate not to blow their ruse.

Steve was smiling too, but he kept his gaze down. Breakfast was relatively quiet, everyone smiling quietly to themselves for most of it. Afterwards, the guests took another small nap before they started packing to leave.

Catching Kelly and Duncan by themselves, Stacy checked to make sure no one else was around before coming up and kissing them both deeply, her muscular tongue pushing in and dancing with theirs.

"You're going to come back and see us, aren't you?" Kelly begged.

Stacy smiled. "I was just going to ask if I could," she said, grinning. "There's no way I'm not gonna do that again," she said, her hand sliding down to caress gently against Kelly's mound, causing her to whimper.

"What about Steve?" Duncan asked.

Stacy smiled. "We'll have a talk. Don't worry though, I'm sure he'll be fine with what happened."

Duncan didn't look like he was convinced, but he didn't say anything.

Kelly smiled and kissed her a final time before she disappeared to go and help finish loading.

After some heartfelt goodbyes and thank yous, the group left for home, leaving Duncan, Danielle, and Kelly all feeling a little winsome, and wondering when they were going to see them again.