Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 3
Starring: Blake Lively, Salma Hayek
Codes: MMFF, Cheating/Affairs, Interracial, Oral, Tit Fuck, Anal, Double Penetration, Facial, Cum Swapping
Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.
This story is dedicated to Jack whom the first two chapters were written for. The series was his idea. If you would like to read the first two chapters before, they are here:
Part 1 and
Part 2. This series also crosses over with another I have written called La Caza Tales, you can read
Part 1 and
Part 2 of that series as well. Hope you all enjoy this!
Lyon, FranceGrey clouds blocked the sun's casting rays of light that would've blinded anyone standing behind the window from within the hotel. From the bedroom, the light colorfully illuminated the soft beige colored walls before they became a pattern of white tiles in the bathroom. Blake Lively gazed back at her face from the mirror. Her mouth hanging open as she applied a tube of red lipstick carefully across her lips. Above, her golden hair had been fixed up minutes prior, with fancy swoops of locks that bounced down to her shoulders below. Her pale skin was visible there, thanks to a strapless black dress she had chosen for the night. Heavy cleavage exposed also reflected back at the lower end of the mirror. Once she was finished with the lipstick, Blake put the cap back on and glanced back at her reflection in the mirror.
Flying into France was not something Blake had planned out on her own. She had accepted an invitation from her close friend back home in L.A. Salma Hayek was back in the living room, having a short conversation with a guests they had picked up an hour earlier. Left with all the time she needed to prepare herself, Blake could feel a rush of adrenaline through her veins. It had been several months since she last was out of the house on a dirty adventure to indulge herself in lustful temptations. Salma had invited her after they had private conversations and Blake needed an open ear to confess her filthy sins to another woman. Through many years of friendship, Blake knew she could always trust Salma. After all, she was the one who had brought her in contact with Johnny Walker and the beginning of this journey.
Several months had passed since her last incident involving Shawn. The opportunities had been there for Blake to get in contact with him as her husband remained as busy as ever, but she passed. Shawn made a regular habit of sending text messages, even making a chance phone call at her once to shoot the breeze. Blake had made it a point to herself not to get romantically involved with him or allow such a friendship to develop. Salma had given her many words of advice, reminding her not to feel any shame with keeping the man around for the thrill of such lustful events with no strings attached. She didn't need to be told that Shawn could never replace her husband, but Salma had made it a point. The older woman offered a guiding hand to Blake, showing her the way when it came to managing such affairs under the table.
Salma had managed herself well after a divorce from her first husband. Everything around her had been clouded in mystery as Blake had become aware of by this point. The real life behind the curtain was only there for someone who knew Salma personally, as well as her new husband Winston Moss. They had been married for four years now, despite a relationship that began much sooner. Salma knew how to play the PR game, not allowing much public details with her divorce from her ex-husband reach the headlines of gossip magazines and Hollywood reporters. It was a different story back in France, the home country of her now ex-husband. Rumors had swirled locally, but what did she care? Such gossip would never reach the ears of people within her social circles back in L.A.
Blake had met Winston many times, often alongside Salma when attending parties and other social events. Some years had gone by before the wedding as Blake recalled the time she was chosen for a little game involving a party of three. That was the way Salma liked to describe it, as rumors swirled through social circles of these threesomes. It was a game, as Salma had told Blake when they discussed past events. She had a home tucked down in Hidden Hills where she and Winston liked to bring a lucky man or woman to indulge themselves in threesomes. At least that was how it began. Blake knew that their games of 'La Caza' had moved to other places as their relationship grew. Salma had even brought up the time Blake herself had been shared in a threesome with Winston, all in an effort to make the blue eyed actress blush.
As their friendship refused to fade and had only grown stronger in the passing years, Salma and Blake had more time to themselves. It wasn't until Blake had told the other woman about her threesome with Shawn and one of his friends. Blake felt the need to even show the gift that she had been left with from that day. She could never forget the moment as Salma's small lips curved into a devious grin when the purple collar was presented to her. Salma was impressed, proud even to see what Blake had accomplished with her dirty mind. It was only the second souvenir her lustful adventures had left her with, as Blake still had a DVD 'sex tape' filmed by Johnny Walker hidden back home. It was that day Salma had offered to teach Blake the game that she played with Winston, going by the nickname of 'La Caza'.
Left guessing what it translated to in English, Blake's mind had only wandered more so after that meeting with Salma. The older woman had made her a promise, when the time came she would have an offer for her to go on a little trip. Months had passed until the first week of November came rolling through and then Blake got the text messages from Salma. Did she know that her husband was busy filming another movie at the time? That was one question Blake was left considering, as Salma's timing couldn't have been better. A trip out of the country would still be something of a risk, but Blake knew how to make up a good lie to her family. She could leave her kids with her parents and inform them that she needed to see a French director personally to negotiate a role for an upcoming film.
It was never hard to come up with stories like that before disappearing off on a trip. It had been months since Blake last had indulged herself and the feeling of excitement only grew from that day. Once she had figured out an escape plan to go off with Salma, she called her to discuss the situation over the phone. Salma had informed Blake that she sent Winston to New York where he had to negotiate a deal for a fashion photo shoot. She wasn't expecting him to be successful on the first meeting, hence why a week stay was required. This left Salma enough time to fly back to France where she had been awarded a penthouse suite in Lyon as part of her divorce settlements from her ex-husband.
"My husband is working, your husband is working. Let's take this week for us to enjoy ourselves together. Consider it a girl's weekend out, if you will. I'm gonna teach you all about the game I like to play."
Salma's words were almost engraved into Blake's mind at this point. A first class ticket flight to Paris had been arranged, all with a private limousine awaiting the two women from the airport. Salma had instructed Blake to bring whatever she wanted, promising that the two of them would definitely find a proper man for fucking when the time came. All of it boiled down to Blake's trust in Salma's guiding hand, seeing her older friend as something of a mentor now. From everything she knew, Salma was always in control and knew how to craft ideal situations to her liking. After they got off the plane and settled back into the penthouse suite of the luxury hotel, Blake wanted to relax after a long flight. Salma wasn't in a hurry to go out, as the two ladies needed their rest.
All of that had been two days ago by this point. The most difficult part of traveling across countries was adjusting to a proper sleep schedule. It was easier said than done, but Blake had managed herself after a fine forty-eight hours stuck in Salma's penthouse. She would sleep, get up and eat and try to wake herself up. Without Salma, Blake felt she would've been stuck in something of a strange world. It didn't help that she knew nothing of speaking French, but luckily Salma had a way of understanding a great deal of the language. Blake teased her, that they likely wouldn't get lucky to find a handsome man who understand English. Salma laughed but pointed her finger back at her before rattling off a playful lecture how English was still common across European countries. With a smirk, Salma reminded Blake that she personally still had a soft spot for a good Frenchman.
As the time went by and they spent another day together, Blake grew more curious what Salma had meant by 'La Caza'. Before asking any questions, she had to confess to the other woman just how free she felt on this journey. When Blake indulged herself in the past, it was almost like taking up a new identity. She felt that she became someone else, free of fame and free of any worry in the world as she fucked her way through a man or two. This adventure wouldn't be any different, apart from the desperation that came with neglecting her wild side for so long. Salma grinned smugly, as she was impressed to see this inner-whore coming out of her. She went on to explain that the two of them would be riding in the back of a limo soon. Confession time had come for the older woman and Salma gleefully admitted that it had been a long time since she last played a round of La Caza with Winston.
It didn't take long for Blake to have a good understanding of what Salma's game had truly meant. The way she had explained driving through the streets and looking for someone with like-minded interests that they could bring up to the penthouse and use for a night to their pleasure. Salma didn't many any effort to hide her intentions. She was cold, calculating and straight to the point. Blake thought to herself that Salma had likely used so many men, chewed them up and spit them out after she was done. It was that bold demeanor that she presented herself in. Salma was the type of woman who knew what she wanted and knew just how to get it. Blake thought to herself quietly that she was in good hands. If anything for this time in France, she was going to be the slutty apprentice to a virtuoso mistress willing to pass down her knowledge.
Salma's Spanish words to name the game was just another term for cruising. Blake sat in the back of the slick black stretch limo as it began to peel down the streets. Salma had her own security team who followed her even to France. The driver knew to keep his mouth shut and drive slowly while the two women sat in the back seat. Both wearing a black dress, leaning back over the dark red leather seats. Blake sipped on a glass of wine that Salma had offered. There was enough room in the back of the vehicle to support a private party, but that wasn't what either of them wanted for themselves. While Blake had a few drinks, Salma had lit up a cigarette to have a smoke. The back of the living was sleek in all black interior, apart from the red seats. A far cry from the interior decorations of the penthouse. Blake had to admit to Salma it was funny they were going to pick up a man who wouldn't recognize them as household names back home.
An hour had passed of them riding around the streets before making any stops. Blake would glance out her window from the right side and then Salma studied the pedestrians from the opposite side. It wasn't like any other winter day on the streets of Lyon. People went about their business, all bundled up to fight the cold air. Occasionally, a they seen people walking dogs and riding on bicycles. Blake finished off her wine by the time Salma had called her to lean across the seat and check the view in her direction. Their first potential passenger was a tall older man in a black pinstriped suit. His face was clean shaved, what was once blonde hair had faded to grey. Blake wasn't impressed. She shook her head at Salma and made a comment that they could find someone better. Neither woman had to wait for long, as the limo made a turn and went down a different road.
It was Blake who would be deciding on their guests to bring back to the hotel. When the limo made it's way towards a street with apartments from her side, Blake noticed two black men standing around outside having a chat. Both men were tall, one with a shaved head and the other sporting short hair. Skinny, but seemingly muscular builds from witnessing a tight shirt on one of them. They seemed to be sharing a laugh about something in conversation. Blake immediately bit down on her lower lip and called Salma over to see whom she had found on the side of the street. With a few words exchanged, the two ladies made an agreement and then Salma yelled for her driver's attention. He beeped the horn to capture the attention of both men. Blake rolled the window down once the guys looked their way.
That was how it all began earlier in the day, as Salma and Blake met Pierre and Reggie. After both of them greeted the ladies at the window of the limo. They both spoke fluent English, with Reggie having a clear British accent. Their language had prompted Salma to tease the men before they opened the passenger's side door and invited them into the limo. Hours had passed since the first time meeting with the limo cruising down the streets. All Salma had to do was glance over at Blake and give her that same smug grin she knew only that woman could produce. A wink in the eye told her that they had found their men for the night and the hunt was officially over. Pierre and Reggie turned out to be two friends who worked back in London at travel agency. Pierre was born in France while Reggie was a proud Englishman.
Reggie had been visiting his friend and the two men planned to go walking for the day. That was before the limo pulled up and they climbed into the back to meet Blake and Salma, exchanging proper introductions. The women introduced themselves as also being a pair of friends. Salma immediately broke into a conversation with them, not beating around the bush whatsoever. For the time being, Blake sat back like a loyal apprentice and watched the older woman put on a masterclass in the art of seduction. Reggie wasn't a fool and didn't waste his time to call Salma's bluff after a few back and forth exchanges. As Blake laughed, Salma didn't hesitate to reveal her cards to the man, straight up informing both of them that they were in the mood for an evening of private company.
Pierre had short hair and a clean shaved face while Reggie was bald but sported a black mustache. The two had looked good from a distance with their own style of dress. Reggie had on blue jeans and a black shirt underneath an unzipped white hoodie. Pierre wore a pair of black slacks, matching what was a button up shirt in a faded blue color. Salma had offered them a glass a wine from the back of the limo and that invitation had wound up being a toast between the two of them clanking their glasses together in unison. Though hours had passed, Blake could still taste the wine circling down her throat. They continued to drink upon getting back to the hotel as the men were eager to learn who these women were. Blake replied first, immediately spinning a tale to paint herself out as a sophisticated bored housewife traveling across Europe with her friend.
Her story was sprinkled with little bits of truth, but it was funny to Blake to play up this naughty role. Pierre teased her about cheating on her husband and all that did was make her smile. Salma noted that they were both wearing wedding bands across their ring fingers, making a point that each man would have the chance tonight to bed a married woman. The conversations continued throughout the living room of Salma's penthouse suite. The two ladies shared the fun of spinning false narratives, painting themselves out to be other women, as it seemed evident neither of them could guess they were famed Hollywood stars. That made this whole game all the more fun, taking up new identities to the point of almost roleplaying a true fantasy. Salma asked Blake in the living room about which man she wanted.
It took a bit of time to make her mind up, as Blake felt the need to giggle and play a tease. Reggie and Pierre both got up from the couch, standing together. Blake felt the need to point her finger and begin a game of 'Eeny, meeny, miny, moe' just to tease the two men. She didn't have the heart to tell Salma that she could've took them both on, knowing better than to be disrespectful towards her friend. Blake pointed her finger at Pierre, then towards Reggie. She uttered the words and began pointing back and forth until her finger was aimed directly at Reggie. Salma let out a laugh, happy with the choice as she was now left with the Frenchman all to herself. The two men remained waiting in the living room, eagerly anticipating the moment when they would be invited into the bedroom by Salma's commanding words.
Still gazing back into the mirror at her reflection, Blake felt the need to begin taking off her dress now. There was no point in making herself nervous by over-thinking the situation at hand. All she could tell herself in the back of her mind was that she was going to get fucked alongside one of her closest friends and love every last second of it. She pulled at the dress, tearing it from her body and revealing her thick hips and new muscles on her slim chest. All of it had been the result of working out the past few months, hitting the gym every other off day between home life with her family. Down below, Blake wore a black thong covering her entrance. It matched the black bra she had picked for the day to go with her dress, but it wouldn't matter once it came off her body. She slid her right hand down, caressing her own skin before hooking her thong down into the thong from her hip.
"Oh my... Look at you..."
Salma's voice had caught Blake off guard. She turned to her right, looking at the other woman who stood in the bathroom doorway. A proud smirk ran across Salma's lips as she placed her hands down at her hips, giving a model pose to Blake. Her long black hair swayed beyond her shoulders, split down the middle to reveal small gold hoop ear rings. She had taken off her dress, revealing her voluptuous body in a two piece lingerie outfit. Salma's thick legs were slid into a pair of black stockings rising up to her thighs with an attachment of a garter belt that went to her stomach. The belt was above a black lacy thong, matching a bra that contained her huge legendary breasts. There were no words that came to Blake's mind to describe Salma's beauty. Just to imagine that she was now in her mid fifties, yet looked better than ever.
"Look at you. Your gonna knock those poor bastards dead back there."
Blake's words only made Salma continue to smirk. Her eyes scanned down Blake's body, nodding before she replied.
"And look at you... I didn't know you had such nice hips hidden under your clothes all this time."
Biting down on her lower lip, Blake teased Salma. She placed her hands onto her hips and did the same pose back at her friend. Salma wasn't in the mood for any giggling as Blake could see her razor sharp focus was intact and lust on point. Salma motioned with her right hand, pointing her thumb backwards to the bedroom.
"Shall I call them now? I don't think they wanna wait much longer. Not sure about you honey, but I am in the mood to get fuckin' nasty."
The tone of Salma's voice was low and seductive, her accent almost slurring her speech towards the end. Blake slid her thong down, lowering her eyes to quietly gesture Salma to see her wetness down below. As she stepped out of the thong, her heels stomped loudly across the tiled floor of the bathroom. The two ladies almost had matching heels, if not for Blake's having a red bottom as she only wore Louboutin brand shoes. Salma let out a moan upon witnessing the pink folds of Blake's cunt. Completely shaved and with a fresh dew telling the older woman that her apprentice did not need to wait any longer.
"Let's knock 'em dead, mi amiga."
Salma replied with a touch of her Spanish language. Seeing Blake remove her thong was enough to encourage her to go ahead and slide her thong down, stepping out of it as the sound of her heels was muted from the white carpet floor down below. Salma turned her back from her friend and then clapped her hands together before yelling.
"Pierre! Reggie! I think it's time both of you got off your asses, got naked and joined us! What are you waiting for!? Come on to the bedroom, fellas!"
Her hands moved behind her back to unsnap her bra while speaking. Blake had noticed Salma's movement of her hands and hurried behind her, aiding the mistress of the night as she unhooked the bra.
"Thank you, sweetie."
It was a soft spoken reply from Salma, as Blake now had to take her bra off. Both of them discarded the bras by slinging them across the room. The bedroom itself was large with a king size bed in the middle. Salma had pulled back the blinds from the window earlier in the day, allowing the light to illuminate the room completely. A large flat screen TV hung on the opposite of the bed, but it's power was off. The bed itself was made up with dark red sheets and blankets, similar to the seats from Salma's limo. Blake was confident that the bed would soon be in use but she preferred start on the floor. It was a simple guess that she and Salma both would be on their knees soon. While waiting for the men to arrive, Blake moved in front of Salma to get her own look at the other woman's amazing tits. It didn't matter that she had witnessed them in the past, they seemed bigger than years ago.
"It's about time, I was starting to wonder if you ladies got started without us."
The voice of Pierre spoke to them in his French accent, but it was Reggie who stepped into the room first. Both men were naked, revealing their skinny and muscular built bodies. They stood together side by side with Reggie to Blake's left, and Pierre to the right side. The men both made surprised expressions across their face as they studied their woman who had chosen them. Pierre stepped his way towards Salma, grinning as she looked up at him and threw her arms around his neck. She pulled herself in, smashing her breasts up against his chest. Blake only had a moment to watch her mentor locking lips with the handsome black man and sharing a kiss. Reggie wanted her attention and took her hand, offering a smile. She soon heard a muffled moan of Salma's voice, but Blake ignored it as she rubbed her bare tits up against Reggie's chest and then cupped his face with her hands.
As they began to kiss, she heard Salma making muffled moans once more. Reggie slid his fingers down her pale white body, caressing her skin and eventually finding his way behind. Blake darted her tongue into his mouth when she felt his hands squeezing her phat ass cheeks. She broke the kiss and starred back into the man's big brown eyes. Blake bit down on her lower lip while Salma and Pierre were busy trading back and forth kisses. She didn't bother paying attention to the action from her right side, as Blake took hold of Reggie's hands and brought them to her breasts. As he gave them an ample squeeze, she bit down on her lower lip and lowered her hands. Blake reached for his long black cock down below, squeezing her right hand fingers around.
"Got something you want, darling?"
Reggie's voice called out to Blake as she grinned at him. Quirking up her eyebrows, she nodded her head. Standing next to her, Salma broke the kisses with Pierre and then also reached for the man's cock. Blake broke eye contact temporarily to study the movements of her mentor. When Salma began to fall down to her knees, that was cue for Blake to do the same. Her big blue eyes shifted back up at Reggie's face as she wanked his cock back and forth with her hand. Blake gritted her teeth and began to speak to him in a low slutty voice.
"Ready for me to shove your dick in my mouth? Ready for me to suck this huge fucking cock dry?"
She bit down on her lower lip, refusing to break eye contact as Blake began to wank that long black cock back and forth from the touch of her hand. Salma heard her friend's words and let out a soft moan. She too was busy working her little hands up and down a big black cock as they were situated side by side. Neither man spoke, as the women worked their hands up and down. Salma was the first one to part her lips and softly kiss the head of Pierre's long black dick. She slid it into her mouth while pushing her hand down to the base. As she began to bob her head up and down, Blake waited before she moved her hand down and parted her own lips. It was up to her to tease her man. Twirling her tongue around the head of his cock, Blake then enveloped her lips around it and began to slowly bob her head up and down.
Reggie and Pierre simply stood there, watching as the women gorged themselves with inch after inch of their long dark meat poles. They let out moans while Salma's muffled voice was the first to create slobbering and slurping noises. Her big brown eyes gazed up at Pierre as she moaned against his shaft. Blake knew better than to break eye contact with Reggie, as she didn't want to focus on what Salma was doing at all. instead this was her moment to shine and show the older woman just how nasty she could get when it came to her subtle methods at sucking dick. Blake shoved her lips all the way down, letting go of Reggie's cock to allow herself to properly deepthroat it. It didn't take her long to began making slobbering and sucking noises, causing the Englishman to groan in pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck..."
As Reggie moaned out, this caught Pierre's attention. His eyes shifted over to his friend. Where they both stood, it was a sight to witness with each woman eagerly working their lips up and down. They moved in an off-key, with Salma shoving her mouth down right after Blake. Reggie watched Blake move her hands to his sides, still attempting to go for deepthroat action that resulted in more slobbering noises. Salma brought her lips up to the head and released it with a loud popping noise. She glanced down to spit on that cock before wrapping her right hand fingers back around it. As she was wanking Pierre's cock back and forth, Reggie took control of Blake. He brought his hands down to the side of her head and began to thrust into her mouth.
"That's it, that's it... Don't stop sucking it."
Blake closed her eyes and began to suck inch after inch as it thrust into her mouth. Salma glanced over to her left side, watching her friend get mouth-fucked. She bit down on her lower lip and then glared her eyes up at Pierre. Without a saying a word, she winked at the man, figuring he would know to give her the same treatment. All she had to do was remove her right hand away from his cock and then Pierre brought his hands. Within seconds, both of them sat together with a cock thrusting between their lips. Salma immediately gagged a muffled moan. The two men slowed down for themselves, as it seemed they wanted to work in the same rhythm together. Blake took a moment to glance from the corner of her eyes to her right side. Just as she went to look, Salma also gazed her way.
The two women took a moment to look back at each other. Neither could envy one another as they were sharing the same pleasure together. Salma had moved her hands to her big tits down below, squeezing her nipples between her middle and index fingers as she managed to hold them. That was only a subtle hint of where she wanted Pierre's big black cock next. Blake had her right hand slipped down between her thighs, rubbing at her clit as she felt Reggie's long black cock begin to fuck her mouth once more. The men worked in unison together, bucking their hips and thrusting. Together, Blake and Salma were properly mouth fucked, sucking inch after inch that was fed to them. Salma gazed up into Pierre's eyes and began to muffle a string of moans before she gagged and choked on his length.
"Fucking hell, this woman knows how to suck."
It was Reggie speaking aloud, singing praises of Blake's oral skills. Pierre let out a moan before he replied to his friend, still thrusting his shaft slowly into Salma's mouth.
"Yeah, I think these whores were both hungry for something today."
Together they laughed as Blake and Salma continued to suck. The two men didn't go faster, as they didn't seem to want to overwhelm either woman with just sucking cock. Blake continued to finger her pussy down below as she sucked and slobbered all over that long black pole guided into her mouth. Pierre was the first man to come to a halt. He snatched his cock free from Salma's mouth, letting all of them hear the gasp she made while a few saliva strings dangled from her open lips.
"Hold those tits up for me."
Salma giggled at Pierre's words, capturing Reggie's attention now as he glanced over.
"A man who likes to put big tetas to work, eh? I like dat. Jus' my kinda man."
Blake moaned against Reggie's shaft when she heard Salma slurring her words with her heavy accent. Reggie had moved his hands out from her blonde hair, allowing the actress to release his cock from her lips with a popping noise. Drool trailed out the corners of Blake's mouth, requiring her to lift her right hand and wipe them away while glancing towards Salma. Blake couldn't hold back the urge to watch Salma raise her tits and stuff that huge black cock between them. The man immediately let out a gasping moan. It wasn't the first time Blake had witnessed a cock between those legendary breasts, but it was a sight couldn't take her eyes away from. Salma leaned her head down and spit on the head of Pierre's shaft as he began to thrust forward.
"Mmmmmm, yes... yes.... Fuck my tetas. Jus' like dat, fuck 'em nice and good."
Reggie snapped his fingers at Blake, prompting her to look up at him and see the smirk across his face.
"Hey babe, I want what he's having."
Giggling to herself, Blake was happy that she wasn't forgotten about here. She didn't want to be neglected when it came to the pleasure of tittyfucking. Reaching her hands down, she gripped her big tits and then watched as Reggie held his cock and shoved between the folds. Blake wrapped her tits around it, squeezing them as she tilted her head down and flicked her tongue across the head of his meaty shaft. While she got situated, Salma moaned and was caught in a lustful haze with Pierre pumping his shaft up and down between her gorgeous boobs.
"Ohhhh, mmmmmmm, yes. Keep going, don't stop."
Reggie let out a laugh at Salma's words. As Blake began to pump her tits up and down, he spoke up to his friend.
"I'd say that whore is loving it, huh?"
Pierre chuckled upon answering back.
"Yeah, mate. She knows what she was built for."
As they laughed, Salma let out a mocking giggle in her heavy accent. She continued to squeeze her breasts together, tilting her head down and parting her lips. Each time the head of his cock poked up, she flicked her tongue across it. This only made Pierre began to pump harder and faster between her tits, all while Blake was busy pleasuring Reggie. While one man got to fuck Salma Hayek's tits, it was the other one standing there receiving a titfuck from Blake Lively. Together, they worked while moaning and cooing aloud. Blake couldn't help herself but to glance over and watch Salma's tits be put to work. When her eyes glanced back at the big black cock stuffed between her own tits, Blake spit down on it. The two men stood together with similar facial expressions.
"Feelin' like a king, huh?"
Salma teased Pierre. He blushed, nodding his head unable to reply to her in spoken word as he slowed down his movement. Once again Reggie was distracted by watching Salma. He smiled down at her and spoke.
"You wanna suck on me too while he's working you over?"
"Bring it on, the more the merrier!"
The response from Salma prompted Blake to come to a halt. Reggie completely ignored Blake now as he pulled his cock from her tits and stepped over to Salma. Salma had to turn her head to the left side as he fed his long black cock between her lips. Blake let out a sigh, as it was apparent to her that Salma had won all the attention in this round. She didn't want to compete with her close friend and instead got up from the floor while watching. Salma moaned muffled noises as she closed her eyes and sucked Reggie's cock, all while Pierre began to buck his hips once more and fuck her tits. Blake gasped as she witnessed in her sight, how Salma handled them with such ease.
"Oh my fucking god..."
As Blake spoke, Reggie moaned and then Pierre called out.
"So good, I could fuck these tits every day."
He took a deep breath and began to slow himself down. Reggie had noticed his friend almost coming to a halt and that was a cue for him to snatch his cock out of Salma's mouth. It made a popping noise and a string of spit breaking off, landing onto the floor below. When she turned her eyes to glance forward at Pierre, he had pulled his cock from her tits and it seemed time to change positions. Blake offered a hand to Salma, elevating her up from her knees and standing together. They stood side by side, as now Reggie was to Blake's right hand side and Pierre to the left. This was only temporarily as the men moved around back to the woman they were paired with. Salma glanced over to give a smirk at Blake. It was a quiet gesture, to remind her that she had these men under control and ready to command them.
"Who's ready to really fuck us?"
Salma spoke up while gritting her teeth and moving her hands to her breasts. She teased them as the guys once more seemed focused on her. Perhaps it was the stockings and garter belt still on her body, or maybe her tittyfucking had left a hard impression. Blake didn't want to have to compete for this focus, not with her man. She reached down and grabbed Reggie's cock, bringing his eyes back to her as she smirked, but Salma had other plans. She turned around and tapped Blake on the shoulder to silently alert her to follow behind her. After Salma, Blake turned around and began to climb onto the bed. From where the men were standing, Salma was to the left and Blake on the right side. Together, they crawled up on the bed on all fours. Blake dug her hands down into the sheets of the bed getting a grip while Salma turned to glance beyond her right shoulder. A smug grin came upon her face before she spoke up.
"Want this?"
Rolling her hips, Salma proceeded to grind and then put on a display of twerking skills. Blake had looked over her left shoulder to see Salma's booty moving and shaking about. That was enough to tell her that she needed to repeat the same motions. Giggling to herself, Blake began to roll her hips and repeated the motion of twerking. From where the men stood, they chuckled at watching the sight of two thick asses bumping together, cheeks clapping into a steady rhythm. Salma tilted her head to look over at Blake and offered her a cheeky grin.
"Bloody hell, didn't know you were hiding an arse like that in your dress."
Reggie called out to Blake with a choice of words fitting for the British tone of his voice.
"Yeah, I've got an L.A. face with an Oakland booty!"
After uttering her words, Blake pulled her right hand back and slapped her own ass. Salma continued to twerk and then they felt the bed begin to wobble as both men climbed up and moved in position behind them. Once again, Salma took a look from over the shoulder and then she grinned at Pierre as he moved his strong hands over her juicy firm ass. He squeezed her cheeks, all while Reggie pulled his right hand back to spank Blake's pale white ass. The blonde haired woman was heard letting out a moan before she shoved her buttocks back to tease him. Pierre gripped his shaft and began to tease Salma by rubbing it down between her thighs. All this did was warrant the older woman to bite down on her lower lip and begin to tease him by shaking her ass lightly.
"You don't have much patience."
Salma turned to glance beyond her shoulder and smirk at Pierre. She began speaking with her heavy accent slurring her speech.
"Not when jou are teasin' me like dat."
"Don't know about you, but I'm not gonna allow my whore to wait for long."
Reggie spoke up and caused Blake to suddenly moan as he rubbed his cock against her vulva lips down below. She closed her eyes, gripping the bed sheets below while moaning out to him. It was Blake's turn to begin talking dirty now.
"Come on! Come on and fuck me, you hot stud! Give me that big fucking black cock!"
Blake suddenly gasped as she felt him entering her. Down below, her hands snatched at the red sheets underneath and then it was Salma's turn as Pierre slid his long shaft into her juicy tight cunt. The two men went slow together, almost as if they were working together in unison. As the women moaned, they turned their heads to look at one another. It wasn't the first time Blake had witnessed an expression of pleasure across Salma's face, but unlike their threesome with Winston years ago, now they were getting fucked together. They both gazed into each other's eyes, gripping the sheets of the bed down below and then moaning.
"Ohhhhhhh, ça fait tellement du bien."
A slip up in Pierre's voice came about as he uttered a sentence of his native French language almost in a whisper. Salma turned her head, gazing forward at the headboard of the bed as she began to push herself back in an effort to make Pierre pick up the pace and begin to truly fuck her. She wanted to feel his cock pounding her pussy and didn't want to have to beg like before. Spank! A sound echoed across the room as Reggie smacked Black's phat ass and began to thrust his cock into her pussy. She panted, moaning out to him.
"Oh god, yes. That's it! Fuck me!"
Maybe it was hearing the other woman in a bliss of pleasure that encouraged Pierre to begin thrusting harder and faster. Whatever the case, Salma was satisfied now as she closed her eyes and called out too.
"Ohhhhhh, yes! There jou go, dat's it! Fuck me good!!"
Hearing her words slur had only turned Blake on even more. Salma's long jet black hair began to sway and bounce as her breasts were swinging from underneath. As Pierre began to thrust harder and faster, so did Reggie. Within seconds the men were pumping a cock into a pussy and forcing both women to moan out to them.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhh yeah! Fuck me, OHHHHHHHH!!"
Blake screamed out as she gazed forward. Underneath, she could feel her breasts bouncing and swaying. She turned to look at Salma's face, watching her open her eyes as the sound of balls slapping against their thighs was heard loudly. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. If not for still wearing her heels, Salma would've curled her toes up while clutching the red sheets of the bed. With her eyes open, she turned to look at Blake's face, capturing a moment to get lost in those big blue eyes while feeling the sensation of having her cock stuffed with Pierre's big black cock. Moving her right hand up, Salma threw her arm around Blake and pulled her closer. Their shoulders rubbed up against one another as Blake considered kissing Salma. There was more to this than enjoying the company of the men they had chosen.
Pierre and Reggie could be heard moaning and panting as they continued to pump their cocks in and out, but Salma and Blake were distracted with one another. Deep down, Blake truly loved Salma as more than a friend. This was her mentor when it came to dirty adventures like this, and now they were basking in the moment of getting fucked together. Leaning forward, Blake had turned her head and locked lips with Salma, kissing her softly. Salma responded by kissing her back, darting her tongue into Blake's mouth and turning the kiss into one of burning passion. Their kiss broke as Salma's body shook and her tits bounced from underneath, but she wasn't going to allow that to prevent her from kissing her friend. Throwing her arm over Blake again, she pulled her and this time, they locked lips for a passionate kiss, while simultaneously feeling a long black shaft pumping into their cunts.
"Cheeky ladies."
Reggie spoke up as he raised his right hand and brought it down hard across Blake's firm ass. The spank only made her moan into Salma's mouth. Pierre chuckled, letting out a groan before he responded to his friend's words.
"Good whores know how to love each other."
Their kiss broke and then Blake felt Reggie sliding his cock out to make an exit from her cunt. This made her whimper and pout, glaring at him from beyond her right shoulder. Pierre also slid his cock out of Salma's pussy, tapping her shoulder to get the older woman's attention. Salma turned to look at him as Pierre spoke to her.
"Get up, I want to see your eyes while I'm fucking you."
Blake began to turn around to look at Reggie but he slapped her ass again before speaking.
"No! You don't have to move, sweet thing. I just wanna know if a woman like you who is so proud of her arse, do you also like it-"
She cut him off in speech.
"Are you asking me if I take it up the ass? The answer is yes."
Salma couldn't help but laugh at the smug and snarky tone in Blake's reply. She thought to herself, that's my girl. As she flipped herself down on her back and was now laying in a position where Blake could easily crawl over her, Salma set her eyes on Pierre. She gave him a smug grin, watching as the man now stepped off the bed and began to walk over to the right side of the bed. He playfully grabbed Salma's left leg, causing her to squeal playfully as he moved her into position to face him. While Pierre and Salma were busy, Blake and Reggie made their position on the opposite side of the bed. From where Salma was playing, Blake easily moved her arms and crawled towards her. They were seeing each other from an inverted upside down view, but that didn't matter at all. Who better to look at while enjoying a ramming up the ass, Blake thought to herself.
"You want this?"
Pierre spoke to Salma after letting go of her leg and gripping his long black shaft. He rubbed the head against her pink folds, noticing the bit of dark hair she had as a landing strip just above her cunt. Salma now realized that she would have a difficult time maintaining eye contact with this man compared to looking up at Blake's beautiful blue hues. She let out a frustrated sigh, whimpering at him.
"Yes, yes... You know what I want. I shouldn't have to beg, mi amor."
The touch of Spanish coming out in her voice had made Blake blush, just before she felt Reggie's hand slapping her ass from behind. She let out a moan, arching her head forward and then feeling his big black cock shove up the crack of her phat white booty. Feeling it there up the crack, Blake proceeded to roll her hips in an effort to make it slide up and down. Reggie didn't disappoint when he clapped his hands over those firm cheeks and held them together. He began to rub his cock up and down, properly hotdogging her ass cheeks while teasing her. Salma gazed forward to look at Pierre as he slowly slid his big black cock back into her cunt.
"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhhh, yes...."
Biting down on her lower lip, Salma let out a moan and then quirked her eyebrows up. She moved her hands to caress over her own skin, finding her breasts and pinching at her erect nipples. Pierre moved his hands to her right leg and then Salma lifted it up, flexing it to hang over his shoulder. She felt his fingers nearly slipping across the stocking that covered her muscular leg, as her eyes locked onto him. he began to buck his hips, pumping his cock into her pussy, all while Reggie was pussy sliding his thick rod up and down the crack of Blake's ass. When he finally stopped and let go of her ass cheeks, that was when Blake eagerly anticipated feeling his shaft ram up her ass. She bit down on her lower lip, tilting her head slightly downward as took in the inverted view of Salma's face and body.
"Ohhhhh, fuck!!"
Blake gasped and then screamed upon feeling the head of Reggie's shaft sliding into her dark little hole. She raised her head forward looking towards Pierre as she yelled again.
"Yessss, ohhhhhhh! Fuck yeah!!"
Pushing herself back a bit, Blake made sure that more of that big black cock entered her ass. Salma was alerted to hearing her moans, but she kept her eyes focused on Pierre. She remained massaging her breasts as they slightly bounced in the grasp of her hands.
"Give it to me! Don't stop until you make me cum..."
"You gonna cum for me like a good whore?"
"Mmmmmm, why don't you keep fucking me and find out for yourself."
Salma knew how to push a man's buttons with the right words. She felt Pierre's fingers gripping her leg tighter as he bucked his hips and pumped his cock in and out of her pussy. She maintained her level of eye contact with him, now feeling her breasts wobble and bounce around from her clutching hands. Salma had to fight off the urge to slip one of her hands down below and play with her clit. All the while, she heard Blake cry out and then laugh in pleasure when Reggie began to pound his cock up her buttocks.
"That's it, ohhhh yeah! Fuck me in the ass! Right up the ass, that's how I like it!!"
Gazing up at her friend, Salma moaned before she called out to Blake.
"Jou never told me dat after all dis time, jou became an ANAL LOVIN' WHORE!!"
To hear Salma slur her words and scream into her face, Blake wanted more.
"Call me a fucking whore, Salma!"
Spank! Reggie sent his hand down onto Blake's ass, smacking the right cheek as he continued to thrust. Over and over, he pounded inch after inch of his long black cock into her ass. Blake gazed down to see Salma's eyes starring at her from their inverted view. That was when she finally made her move to lift her hands from the bed and cup Salma's face. It didn't matter that they were looking at each other upside down, Blake was going to kiss her anyway. She leaned her head down, locking lips with Salma who immediately moaned into her mouth. The guys were busy, giving each woman as much as they could with hard fast thrusts. Blake and Salma danced their tongues together, kissing tenderly but it was only momentarily. Pierre pulled at Salma's leg and quickly let go. He moved his hands to her hips and then slid her away from Blake, breaking the kiss.
"What!?"
She glared back at Pierre with an angry expression, but all he did was smile at her. Pierre had pulled Salma at the edge of the bed and leaned over as she finally moved her hands away from her breasts in a desperate attempt to clutch at the bed sheets. Pierre leaned down, starring into her eyes as he moved his hands to cup Salma's face.
"I said eyes on me."
He kissed her lips softly and then Salma bent her knees, as she felt his big black cock pumping into her pussy once more. Her huge tits smashed up against his chest as they kissed and Pierre took her. When the kiss broke, he moved his lips to her neck and then Salma closed her eyes, embracing this moment for herself.
"OHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCK!! YES, YESSS, YESSSSSS!! OHHHHH GOD!! POUND MY ASS WITH YOUR BIG FUCKING BLACK COCK, YESSSSSSSS!!"
Blake was screaming her lungs out as the sound of bodies smacking together was enough to tell Salma and Pierre that someone was in a lustful bliss. Her eyes were closed, tits bouncing and shaking from underneath as she balled up the bed sheets with her clutching hands. Blake was caught in that heat of the moment, feeling every inch of Reggie's long black snake pounding in and out of her dark little hole. He had moved his hands to her hips, occasionally raising his right hand to bring it down for a good spank across her right cheek. Salma kept her eyes shut, gasping upon feeling Pierre lick and kiss at the side of her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist, poking the heels of her shoes into his buttocks. Throwing her arms around his back, Salma raked her fingernails into his skin as he pushed her to the point of no return.
"DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!! OHHHHH GOD, I'M ALMOST THERE!!"
Hearing Salma scream out, Blake didn't become distracted this time. She was too caught in the pleasure of having her ass pounded from behind with a strong cock. Salma gasped, eyes still closed as she raking her fingernails down Pierre's back, breaking the skin lightly as he screeched in pain. Pierre could feel her hot sticky juices flooding his cock from within as Salma had reached her breaking point. She had threw her legs out, stretching them as they shook at the power of her mighty orgasm. The man immediately moved his hands away from her and began to rise up, pulling his cock from her busted pussy, resulting in Salma squirting excess love nectar across his dark skin. She swallowed her breath, gasping as she starred back at him and noticed the glistening wetness across his skin.
"Oh my god, that is so fucking beautiful..."
It was Blake's voice calling out as she gazed forward and noticed the mess on Pierre's skin. From such a mighty orgasm and the sound of Salma's voice, Reggie had also been alerted. He slowed down, almost to a halt as his cock was still up Blake's phat ass. Everyone in the room could hear Salma gasping, attempting to catch her breath slowly in a recovery. She still had the strength within to turn around and look at Blake, but the other woman spoke before Salma had a chance.
"Need a spare tongue for some clean up, honey?"
Blake flashed a smug grin at Pierre. It was the type of facial expression that Salma could do better than anyone. Witnessing that from her, Salma couldn't have been more proud in this moment. This was not the same girl she remembered years ago in the first game of La Caza that she had played with Blake. What Salma was witnessing now was a different kind of woman. The type who knew what she wanted and was willing to get it. Reggie pulled his cock out of her ass and then Blake was free to crawl over the bed. Salma stood up on her feet, standing next to Pierre as if to present the man to Blake. Biting down on her lower lip, Blake glared up at Pierre as he stepped forward to the bed.
"I wanna watch you lick him clean."
Salma spoke up to her friend, but Blake was ignoring her for the time being. This was her moment to shine and make her mentor proud, as that was how Blake thought of it. She licked her lips, pushing her teeth together to give Pierre an expression of devious hunger. Her hands moved over his ebon skin, trailing her fingers up that strong stomach as she then parted her lips and darted her tongue out. Reggie stepped off the bed, wanking himself with his right hand as he moved to watch Blake lick all of Salma's juices from his friend's body. Blake wasted no time licking up from his lower stomach, swallowing it down with a moan that only made Salma grin to herself. When Blake glanced down at his cock, she wasted no time moving her hands to it.
Pierre was still hard, as the man had some how managed to hold himself back from delivering a surge of cum up Salma's pussy. For Blake, that just meant all the more fun. As she stroked his cock slowly with both hands, she considered the possibility of getting fucked by both men with Salma as her only audience to witness it. She parted her lips, sliding her white fingers down to the base of the man's long shaft and then bringing it into her mouth. Squeezing her lips tightly around it, Blake softly moaned and then began to bob her head up and down. She sucked him clean of Salma's love nectar, swallowing it down before pushing her lips all the way down. She wanted them all to hear her gag and choke on Pierre's long black cock. No one had to wait for long, as Blake quickly gagged and then pulled her lips back to the head, releasing it with a popping sound.
"Marvelous."
A one word reply from Salma was enough to get Blake's eyes to glance over towards her. She witnessed the smile across her old friend's face, knowing it was a genuine look of joy. Salma had been thinking to herself now while watching Blake's actions. Perhaps it was time for her to see what Blake had learned, considering all the stories she had told her of the last time the woman had dirty fun. Salma made her mind up, prompting a simple question to her now.
"Do you wanna fuck both of them?"
Blake would've laughed if she wasn't feeling the lust exhilarate through her. With a devious grin, she nodded her head in reply to Salma, then glanced her eyes up at Pierre before giving Reggie that same smirk on her face. Salma flashed her teeth while chuckling a seductive laugh, before she clapped her hands together to make sure she had the men's attention.
"Can you guys handle her? Do you think you can?"
"Without a question."
Pierre replied first, then Reggie spoke up.
"I've made her scream but I haven't made her cum yet."
Salma laughed as she offered Blake a hand to rise up from the floor. She couldn't pass the chance to make a teasing response back to Reggie.
"Well I'd say now you've got the chance.... that is if you both think you can handle this American housewife whore."
"I'll handle her alright."
Once again, Pierre replied to her, prompting another response from Salma.
"Oh yeah? Prove it. Give her what she wants."
This was it. Blake had her moment all to herself to shine and take control. With Pierre standing to her right side and then Reggie off to the left, she reached down and grabbed both men by their cock. Twisting a tight grip to show them that she meant business, she now spoke aloud.
"I want you both to fuck the shit outta me at the same time."
Her eyes shifted to Reggie and she spoke again.
"I want you to make me cum all over your big fucking black cock. Think you can handle that?"
Blake then leered over towards Pierre before uttering more words of filth.
"And when you're ready to cum, get me down on my knees."
Once again, she looked back at Reggie. Salma watched as Blake spoke again.
"And then cum all over my fucking face. I want two huge, hot loads of cum dripping down my face."
The floor was all Blake's as she had control now. Salma stood back, watching as Blake guided both men by walking them by the cock. It was time for a familiar position to make for three people. Such a position that she had learned from her last slutty adventure. Blake patted the bed, motioning for Pierre to sit down and then let go of each cock. Once he sat down with his legs bent from the edge of the bed, she made her move by climbing up and turning her back to him. Salma came rushing over to aid Blake, as she realized her friend was going for a reverse cowgirl position. Pointing her finger at Reggie, Salma spoke to him.
"Give her what she wants."
He ignored Salma completely, not listening to her words. All she could do was stand back and plant her hands onto her hips, observing the situation in front of her. Blake had carefully gripped Pierre's long black cock, lining it up to slide down the crack of her ass. He had to aid her, using his hands to help find her tight back door hole. The man gasped as she lowered herself down onto it. Blake bit down on her lower lip, softly whimpering as she had another cock up her ass for the second time this evening. It was now Reggie's turn to enter her, as Blake spread her legs to invite him back into her pussy. Salma stepped around the room, going to the opposite side of the bed as she watched the man.
"Come on! Get over here and fuck me again!"
Blake called out to Reggie and she didn't have to wait any longer. He stepped forward, gripping his shaft as he guided it into her pussy and gazed up at her breasts. From this position, he felt the need to move his hands over her tits and take a good squeeze at them. Blake moaned, gasping and swallowing her breath upon the sensational feeling of having two cocks inside of her. All Salma could do was stand back and watch as Pierre was the first one to begin bucking his hips to thrust upward to pump his cock into her ass. Reggie then slowly began to do the same, pumping his fat black dick into that juicy cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, fuck yeah! That's it!!"
Yelling in excitement, Blake bit down on her lower lip and moaned a muffled noise. It took the men time to thrust into a slow and steady rhythm, getting used to the position they had made with her. Salma trailed her right hand down and began to pinch at her clit as she softly moaned at the sight she was witnessing. Such beauty it was to see Blake caught in between, right in the middle of these two men.
"Faster! Come on, give me those fucking cocks!! FUCK ME!!"
This time when Blake screamed to them, she seemed to get her point across. Reggie moved his hands away from her tits, letting out a growl as he bucked his hips harder and faster. She closed her eyes momentarily, feeling Pierre's hard shaft pump into her ass, followed by Reggie's thrusts simultaneously. This was the feeling that Blake had been neglecting for what felt like an eternity. The last time she had the joy of getting fucked by two men at the same time, it left quite the memory. At long last, she was finally satisfied, all while Salma was left out to watch the sight at bay. It wasn't a problem to the older woman as Salma had now dipped her index finger down past her vulva lips and began to slowly finger her pussy. She whimpered while Blake screamed.
"FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!! OHHHHHHHHH GOD, YEAH!! OHHHHHHH YESSSSSS!!"
Grunt sounds were heard from the voices of both men as they continued to fuck her. Pierre gritted his teeth together, groaning as Reggie then called out to his friend.
"Hold her! Come on, let's lift this whore up!"
Salma's eyes caught the sight of two men struggling from the position that Blake had decided for them. All she could do was smile as they both wrapped their arms around Blake and Reggie stepped backwards far enough to allow Pierre to stand up on his feet. Blake responded by throwing her arms around Reggie's neck and shoving her busty chest up against his. She knew the position they were going for now and she helped maintain it as she was lifted off her feet and still had both cocks lodged inside of her. Glancing from the left side, Blake caught sight of Salma's stunned face. The older woman had moved her left hand to play with one of her tits while slowly fingering herself. Salma gasped when she seen both men pumping their cocks into Blake in a perfect unison.
"Ohhhh, yes! Yes! DAT'S IT, DAT'S IT!!"
Blake didn't expect to hear Salma cheering and her voice slurring. She turned to look at Reggie, but his eyes were closed. Salma stomped her heels into the carpet floor down below, hollering at them.
"Fuck that American housewife whore! FUCK HER!! DAT'S IT, GIVE HER WHAT SHE WANTS!!"
Grunts were heard from the men as they continued to buck their hips and pump their cocks into Blake's holes. Pierre had moved one of his hands to her right leg just for extra insurance at holding her up in this position while Reggie kept his arms wrapped around her. She closed her eyes, lost in the bliss of his pleasure. Blake screamed at them again.
"YESSSS, OHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD!! YESSSSSSSSS!!"
Salma's lower lip dropped. If only Blake could see this for herself, she said to herself from within the back of her mind. By now she had dipped her middle finger into her pussy, furiously fingering herself with two fingers. She had moved her left hand down below, pinching at her clit hard while watching this display of hard fucking. Blake couldn't handle much more but she knew that the climax she had building up after all this time would be one that Reggie was never going to forget for as long as the man lived. Panting and breathing in and out, Blake opened her eyes and then screamed again.
"OH MY GOD, OHHHHHH FUCK!! THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, OHHHHHHHHHHHH GOD!!"
Eyes widening as she gasped, Blake felt the rush from within as her inner walls began to give out. Reggie moaned, wailing out in his voice at the feeling of her orgasm. Salma could tell from the look on the man's face, he was struggling to hold back from blowing his load within Blake's tight cunt.
"Set her down, set her down!"
Reggie screamed at his friend now as Blake's legs lightly shook. Her orgasm came with such power, Blake panted and attempted to catch her breath as quickly as possible, Each man stepped back from their position and eased their cocks out of her holes. Blake's juices came trickling out, splattering onto the carpet down below of the floor. She hurried and got down on her knees gazing up to see Pierre standing at her right side and Reggie off to the left. Blake didn't hesitate whatsoever to reach up her little hands and wrap her hands around those big black cocks. Her left hand glided with ease due to her sticky juices coating Reggie's shaft. Parting her lips, Blake wasted no time beginning to suck his cock clean from her juices. What a privilege it was for her to be able to have Salma's juices and her own all in the same day.
"Stroke it, stroke it! Yes!"
Pierre called out to her, as Blake was busy slobbering her way up and down Reggie's cock loudly. Her right hand jacked him, going up and down at a fast speed. Salma stopped fingering herself and was tempted to get down on the floor and help her friend, but at what cost? That was the only question stopping her. Blake didn't need a helping hand from the look of things. Salma couldn't have been more impressed or proud to see this display of full fledged lust on sight. She remembered Blake telling the men how she wanted them to finish, so there was no need for Salma to interfere and mess it up for her friend. Moving her hands over her breasts, Salma played with them. She pinched her own nipples while watching Blake pop her lips off Reggie's cock and then move her head to the right.
Blake spit on Pierre's shaft and shoved into her mouth. She began to bob her head up and down, sucking inch after inch while gripping Reggie's cock with her left hand and wanking it back and forth. She continued to suck before popping her lips off again and alternating her mouth back to Reggie's shaft. Salma remained standing there, observing Blake's oral skills and how easily she handled both cocks. It didn't seem to matter one bit that she had reached an orgasm only minutes ago, as Blake handled herself with such a level of experience. Once again, Salma couldn't have been more impressed. She watched Pierre stroke Blake's long blonde hair, pushing his fingers through it before she released Reggie's dick from her lips and alternated back to the other one again. This time however, Blake didn't suck. She heard the men moaning for her and knew their time was short.
"You both gonna cum for me, right?"
Gritting her teeth, she looked at both of them with that same face she had done earlier. Blake gripped their cocks tightly, wanking back and forth. The expression on Pierre's face was enough to convince her that he would probably be the one to blow his load first. Reggie groaned and moved his hand down to pull hers off his cock. He wrapped his hand around it and then Blake let go of the other cock. It was time to roam her hands through her long golden hair, making sure that her swift locks were behind her shoulders properly as she smiled up at both of them and began to beg.
"Cum for me! Cum all over my face! Give me two hot fucking loads... all over my face!"
Salma gasped, swallowing her breath as she continued to watch as the only member of Blake's audience. The men stroked their cocks back and forth while grunting and groaning. Blake licked her lips, closing her eyes in desperate anticipation for the sticky reward she demanded from both of them. Reggie grunted as his cock began to explode from the touch of his hand.
"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh fuck! Fucking hell!!"
The man screamed as Salma watched the first spurt of cum splatter across the left cheek of Blake's face. Another wad of cum shot into her eyebrow and streaked into her hair. She gasped, right as Pierre cried out and cum began to fly from his cock. A sticky wad slathered across her forehead, causing Blake to laugh and call out to them with her eyes still closed.
"That's it... give me every last drop."
A sticky wad splattered onto the right side of her nose, followed by another spurt that went up her forehead. Reggie squeezed his cock hard, moving the head to her lips where Blake eagerly opened her mouth to suck on it. Pierre didn't bother repeating his friend's actions. Instead he kept his cock aimed at her beautiful face, forcing out a few final droplets that were now dripping from the right cheek of her face. Reggie snatched his cock out of her mouth, making a popping sound as the men took a few steps back. They were both out of breath, but Blake wasn't concerned about them. Looking forward she witnessed Salma's smiling face.
"Ohhhhh, look at you. They made quite the mess, didn't they?"
All Blake could do was grin back at Salma who crawled her way over, licking her lips Pierre placed his hands onto his hips below while catching his breath. Reggie kept his eyes focused on the small reunion down on the floor. Salma moved her hands to Blake, throwing her arms over her neck and then leaning in to begin licking her face clean of the dripping mess.
"Ohhhhhh, thank you!"
Blake called out to Salma, giggling as she felt her tongue cleaning up her skin. Salma gathered up all the cum she could collect within her mouth, taking slow licks.
"These whores are fucking nasty with each other."
Reggie called out to his friend, but Pierre didn't answer. All they did was stand there, watching Salma carefully lick up every last bit of cum that was dripping from Blake's face. She didn't swallow it down. Instead, Salma faced Blake and parted her lips, allowing her to witness the pool of punk in her mouth. Blake opened her mouth, knowing what Salma wanted and then she tilted her head back as the older woman allowed the cum to pour into her mouth.
"Fuck! I thought I seen it all, but wow..."
It was Reggie's voice calling out again while Pierre laughed. Blake loudly gurgled the cum in her mouth, attempting to blow a bubble before she titled Salma's head back and parted her lips. Once again, the cum slid out of the open mouth to one woman, falling into another but Blake didn't let Salma have it all. She kept just enough in her mouth, as she wanted to taste both men's cum mixed together. It was greedy of her after she had already swallowed her own juices and Salma's, but she was going to end this her way. Together, Salma and Blake moved away from each other and sat side by side as they closed their mouths and swallowed the cum. Reggie began to clap his hands, grinning down at them as he was impressed with the entire show they put on. Pierre finally spoke aloud.
"Bonnes putes."
Two words were all Pierre had for the both of them, as he reminded Salma and Blake that they were 'good whores' in his native French language. Blake wasn't sure what he meant, but Salma understood the words, but she felt there was no need to reply whatsoever. Soon the men would be collecting their clothes and Salma would see it upon herself to throw them out of the penthouse. They had made themselves useful for the past few hours, but she planned on spending her night alone with the only woman she felt an honor to share company with. Blake on the other hand was left pondering her thoughts while a shower was much needed. She waited until Salma got up and led the men out of the bedroom while bickering with a bit of back and forth chit chatting.
Left alone in the bedroom for now, Blake thought to herself Salma's words from earlier. There was something funny, but also fitting in the way Salma had dubbed her as the 'American housewife whore'. A nickname that worked in the bedroom given the place they currently resided and where each of the two men were from. But Blake had something better in mind as she thought more on it. Walking into the bathroom, she ran her hand through her long golden hair and then glanced back at the mirror. It took a moment for her to grin to herself, smugly satisfied with the results of this adventure. Watching how Salma arranged her affairs and the ideas she now had in mind from a mentor's guiding hand. Blake thought more to herself in terms of a nickname and felt she had one more fitting. Still smirking back in the mirror, she thought of herself as the Hollywood housewife whore. Now the title was worthy for her name.
TO BE CONTINUED
Topic: Hollywood Housewife Whore Pt. 3 (Blake Lively, Salma Hayek) (Read 117198 times)