Sexaholics (5 page)

Teela made a left along Buckingham Parkway, past the southwest portion of the
elevated and green, ten-acre Fox Hills Park. A few late p.m. joggers walked the
workout trail, and one lone woman did a fast walk with a large,
protective-looking golden retriever. As Teela spoke, she was reminded of the
time she and Austin had sex in the park, right on top of a picnic bench.
“Maybe not to you, but it’s serious to me. This turn-on-by-watching
crap, these fantasies, are ruining my life.”

“I say whatever floats your damn boat.”

“I’m here to tell you that one day my boat is gonna sink with my
big ass in it and yours, too. This shit is an addiction. And like the group
sponsor said, I have to stop lusting and become sober. Period.”

“Okay. You say so.” He gave a small laugh as Teela pressed the
garage door opener. “Damn, I hear the garage. Are you home
already?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Perfect. Listen. Come on upstairs. But on the way up, take your
clothes off, every stitch, because as soon as you hit the door, I’ll be on
my knees waiting to eat your pretty pussy from the outside in.”

“Oh really?”

“Really. And Teela?” His tone was teasing.

“Yes.” The feeling of anticipation was knocking at her chest. She
took a deep breath.

His voice was suddenly even deeper. “At this very moment, my dick is
deep inside of Payshun’s mouth. She’s young, has the velvet face of
an angel and the flawless body of a stripper. And she’s on her back on the
floor. I’m on my knees straddling her fine-ass face, fucking her wide
mouth like I fuck your deep pussy. And you’re about to have the time of
your life. Now get your hot ass on up here.”

Teela put the car in park and turned off the ignition. She sat. Speaking of
wide-open mouths, hers was so wide her chin was hitting her chest. The image in
her mind was an unwelcomed turn-on. She gave a loud exhale and shook her head.
“Austin, there’s no way. I just told you I’m trying
to…” Another moment of mental hesitation rolled, along with an even
louder, deeper sigh. And then her words flowed clearly: “I’ll be
right up.”

Teela’s suddenly seductive voice growled long and teasingly. She was
naked as instructed. Their bedroom smelled of a seductive mix of Issey Miyake
cologne for men and Perry Ellis perfume for women. Teela’s nipples were at
full attention. Her vagina was totally fired up. All at the sight of her
man’s dick being swallowed alive. Expertly.

Teela examined the mad head skills of her man’s young lover. “Oh
yeah, suck that dick. Every damn inch of it. Suck my man’s dick until you
choke on that shit. Damn, she’s all the way down to the balls.”
Teela took a more up-close-and-personal look.

Payshun had moved her long, burgundy hair to the side and away from her face,
and then focused on taking all of Austin’s anatomy as completely as she
could possibly throat him. She looked up at Austin’s face with big,
willing, “your wish is my command” eyes. She rotated her head from
side to side while going up and down to accommodate his size. The meat of her
generous lips shellacked his black dick-skin up and down, in and out, over and
over.

Austin pumped her face with his magnificent hooked penis as he reached back
to pet the skin of Payshun’s pussy. Payshun’s waxed vagina was
nutmeg colored, with a sterling silver stud gracing the hood of her clit.

She continued to devour all of Austin’s angled cock with ease, smiling
the whole time.

When he moaned, she moaned, and Austin inserted his middle finger deep inside
her, probing her tightness. She ground back on his hand in a slow, circular
motion. Teela stayed quiet and was all eyes.

Austin continued to look back as he finger-fucked her from juicy wall to
juicy wall. “Hold up, I’ve gotta taste me some a that. Talk about
peaches and cream,” he said, as a silky flow of slippery juices escaped
from her split. He removed his drenched fingers at the same time he backed out
his fully grown dick from her mouth. He eased himself down from her face to
between her legs and took a long sniff of her glazed opening. His dick jumped
beneath him. He pointed his tongue to catch every bit of her secretions. He
licked his lips and groaned, going back closer toward the heat, inserting his
tongue deep inside fast. She raised her ass and arched her back upward. She
noticed Teela standing over her, rubbing her own engorged clit.

“Bring that bushy pussy over here and sit on my face,” the young
woman said, as though she had no problem pleasing Teela with just as much skill
as Austin had.

“I’ll just watch. You two get it good,” Teela told her. She
found a spot on the end of the bed where she leaned back on the pale blue
comforter and opened her legs wide. She eagerly played with herself, squeezing
her breasts and adding spit to her clitoris, continuing to massage herself at
the sight of her dread-wearing man eating the obviously delicious
stranger’s pussy.

Payshun hungrily checked out Teela, from her perky, peachy titties to her
thick, shapely legs. Payshun moaned and then closed her eyes, grooving her hips
while Austin made sure to press her legs all the way back so he could really get
to work.

Teela warned her, “You’re about to find out for real that real
men do eat pussy.”

Austin’s actions were precise. One long middle finger inside just a
little, and then upward just a bit, just enough to find the rough meat of her
G-spot, another finger circling her rectum. His wide biceps muscles contracted
as his fingers did the skilled pussy walking. His bottom lip resided right at
the top of her opening, and he shifted his tongue and top lip from a flicking
motion upon her clit to a tongue insertion just barely inside, while he
continued to press inside just so, and then he heard her make… that
sound.

“Aaaaahhhh, oooooooohhhhh, uuuuuummmmmmh, yes, what the fuck? Shit.
Wait, wait,” she begged, and panted and tried to scoot. “What are
you doing? Oh shit. I can’t take it. What are you doing to me?” He
held her in place and she bore down. Her grip tightened. “Damn, I’m
cumming. I’m cumming.” She stiffened and made a gurgling sound, then
shouted like someone had swallowed her whole: “Ayyyyyyyyyyy,
awwww, yes, yes, yes.” Each
yes
was louder than the
previous.

Teela’s volume matched. “Shit. Suck all that cum outta that black
pussy.” She watched Payshun’s orgasm erupt and then sucked her teeth
hard. “Get it like you do me, baby. Suck it all.” Her own squirting
steam started to roll. There was a squish sound and she howled.
“Ahhhhhhhhh, uuugghh.”

Again and again, Austin gave moans of agreement from down there.

Payshun and Teela came hard at the same time. Payshun’s spill was due
to getting the mustache ride of her life from an ebony man who was built like an
Adonis. And ivory Teela’s liquid spill was due to the ultimate visual. Her
greatest pleasure. A man she loved making another woman cum while she watched.
She would always spill when her fantasy was lived out. Usually within two
minutes. Watching was her thing. She was addicted to it.

Teela squeezed the last bit of her prolonged nut and flexed her legs
while tightening her ass. Juice seeped from her opening onto the drenched
covers beneath her. She took a deep breath and gave a long exhale. Her hand
moved from her pussy to her forehead. She brushed back her drenched black bangs.
“That’s as much as I’ve squirted in a long-ass time.”
And then she simply said, “Now fuck her.” Her eyes were greedy.

Teela stood and got behind Austin while he secured a condom onto the mass of
his curved dick. She put her hands on his back while Payshun cooperatively
got up on all fours and braced her wide, plump, but firm ass for his
penetration. He let his finger tell him exactly where it was, then inserted
himself little by little while Teela massaged his back, pressing her pale frame
along his contrasting skin, moving with his exact motions, slow and nasty, until
he engulfed Payshun’s pussy cave completely.

Payshun grunted and held her breath, trying her best not to scoot again.

“Oh no, girl, you gotta stay still and take all that big dick. Go
ahead, Austin, fuck her like that’s my big dick inside of that pussy. Fuck
her so good I can feel it from behind you. Fuck her for me.” She spoke to
his other woman. “My man knows just where to aim when he’s in there.
His dick is strategically designed to hit just the right spot, as you see. He
has a PhD in B-E-D. His shit is brief but scientific. You just watch.” Her
voice sounded comical but her face looked serious.

Payshun moaned her words like her head was in the clouds. She looked back at
Teela. Her eyes were begging. “You really do need to have your pussy in my
face while he cums.” She smacked her thick brown lips and grunted
deep.

“I’m good, baby. I get off just like this. And so will
you.”

Payshun wailed, “Oh shit. What’s that he’s hitting?”
She turned back to eye Austin with a look of temporary love. “Oh fuck,
baby, what’re you doing? What the hell is that? Uhhh. Oh no. Damn, that
shit feels good like a muthafucka.”

“Take that. Take that,” Austin said, encouraged by the fact that
this was Payshun’s indoctrination to his hooked magic stick.
He grinned and continued to get his long stroke on, smacking
Payshun’s overgrown cheeks, first her left and then her right.
Pop.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
The roll of her crimson ass wave was dynamic. She had a dark
purple tramp-stamp that read,
Puuuurfect
, and three tiny paw prints
that led down the meat of her ass.

“I told you, girl. Don’t be scared. Back that shit up and fuck
him back. Buck those hips and take all that dick.”

“Like this?” Payshun’s voice sounded innocent, but her ass
worked like a hooker.

“That’s a good girl. Milk it. Feel the length and fuck it,”
Teela insisted, sounding bossy.

“Oh fuck,” said Austin, extraloud.

Teela spoke just as loud. “
Oh fuck
is right. We’re deep
in that tight-ass pussy now.”

Payshun’s breaths grew shorter. Her grind moved quicker. “Yeah.
Yeah. Ooohh, yeah. This shit feels so muthafuckin good. I’m gonna cum
again. Dammit.”

Teela assured her. “Me too, baby.” She asked her man from behind,
“How about you?”

He replied as though in another zone, and he looked like he was losing the
fight of making this one last. “Aaahh, ahhhh, it’s, aaahhhhh, shit,
she’s moving like, damn. Here it is.”

And at that very moment, Payshun bucked one time hard, meowed a long meow
like a lost prairie cat, and then was completely still while she wailed an
authentic feline purr, throwing her head back and upward, trying to handle the
roll of her pussycat thunder. Her eyes were wet, and when she closed and
reopened them, a tear rolled down the young skin of her face.

Austin pulled out and yanked off his condom, turning toward Teela while she
suddenly brought her mouth down to take in his ejaculate, swallowing each
fast-moving shot, then inserted her finger deep inside her own drenched pussy to
bring on her expulsion, gulping cum while secreting cum simultaneously.

Teela’s eyes looked sultry while she unraveled. “Ooooohhhhhhhhh,
uhhhmmmmm.” She backed away and licked her lips, shaking her head while
looking at her man’s new, turned-out fan. Her breaths were unsteady.
“Yes, that’s the shit. Watching you get off on that big
dick.”

Payshun rolled over onto her side. She put her hand over her chest and fought
to steady her heartbeat, wiping her tear. “You guys are amazing. Austin,
you were right. I didn’t even get to touch her and she made this shit hot
as hell.”

Teela nodded. “I’m just the cheerleader, girl. And can I just
tell you that your mama gave you the right damn name? Cause passion is what you
are for real.”

“You’re one to talk.” Payshun spoke like she had much
respect. “I didn’t know white girls rocked it like this.
Fuck.”

Teela spoke right up. “Okay, so now you know then. Now how about you
stay for the night and we do the damn thing again in the morning? We’ll
make a sandwich out of him while we sleep.” Teela flashed a playful half
smile as she sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m down.” Payshun’s smile flashed back.

Austin grinned at their feminine mutual admiration that kept his dick
hard.

They watched him while he tried his best to stand with his weak knees, his
dark chocolate dick pointing straight out like he could have hung his coat on
it.

Teela laughed and asked, “Is that okay with you, baby?”

He nodded as he stumbled to the bathroom. He reached over his shoulder to
scratch his upper back. “Hell yeah. Hell fucking yeah. After all, she
lives two floors down.” He stood in the doorway for a second, looking like
an ebony stud, and then closed the door.

Teela admired his manly design, and then darted her eyes back to Payshun.
“What? You do?”

Payshun replied with extrarosy cheeks, “Yeah. Austin was kind enough to
come by this morning after I called the office to have my garbage disposal
fixed. But wow, I got so much more than I bargained for. I guess this is my
lucky day.” She sounded as though she’d won a year’s free
rent.

Teela cut her eyes toward the bathroom door again and then looked back at her
bedroom guest. “Yeah. That’s Austin for you. A real nice guy. Always
willing to please. Always willing to go the extra mile. That’s why they
voted him top maintenance supervisor of all the communities last
month.”

“He
is
good. A damn bully in bed though.” Payshun looked
forever convinced.

“That he is. A real true Mr. Fix-It.”

Teela stared at Payshun as she stood and carefully stepped into her purple
panties. The sight of her sturdy, long brown frame made Teela’s clit hard.
Again, she began to lay back and get comfortable, masturbating at the sight.

“Just stand there for a minute, baby. Let me look at you,” she
told Payshun, who batted her eyes and gave a sexy smirk while turning around to
purposely flash her ass, making her round cheeks bounce like two
basketballs.