I’m slowly and lightly massaging Sofia’s feet and ankles as she sucks Antonio’s cock. Her body feels amazing through the sheer fabric of the stockings. Her gown lies discarded on the floor. Tiny beads of sweat roll down her back.

She looks absolutely fucking gorgeous.

The angle is all wrong as she leans sideways, mouthing Antonio’s cock. She makes little moans of frustration trying to get it further down her throat. She grabs him by his thigh and pulls him towards her, rolling onto her back. He slides over her, gently bringing his knees on either side of her head.

I see her hands come up and grab his ass as she forces him down deeper into her mouth. He leans forward to grip the edge of the lounge so he can thrust with his hips.

I run my hands up her legs and lean in to get to her pussy. I mouth deeply, almost brutally into her clit, grabbing her legs so she can’t wriggle away. I mash it with my lips, suck on it, and slide in two fingers.

Antonio is fucking her face and she writhes under us both.

I insert another finger, stretching her, loving the slippery wetness of her pussy as I finger her.

I lick at her clit some more then move my hand so I can get my tongue in. She rocks her hips towards me, and I bet she’d be moaning if Antonio didn’t have her mouth completely full.

He comes hard, gripping the edge of the lounge and thrusting his massive cock right down her throat. He goes still for a second as she swallows all of his cum, letting out a series of harsh gasps as he climbs off her.

I look up to see that satisfied smile of hers, the one she always has when she swallows cum.

Her eyes are flickering. Her lips are red. Her face is smeared and dewy.

I sit up and pull her towards me, bringing her into my lap. I turn her over and look at her gorgeous ass, already starting to point towards me as she gets up on her knees. Franco comes around in front of her, only wearing his pale, unbuttoned shirt now. As she raises her ass up to me, Franco gets under her mouth and she takes his cock hungrily.

It’s as if she can’t get enough fucking cock.

Franco puts a hand on the back of her head and slides along the lounge, letting her grab his hips. As I get on my knees, I see her delving deep to suck on Franco’s balls.

She’s so wet, and my hands and cock are slick. I slide into her ass and she gasps around Franco’s balls. I slide slowly, reaching around to rub her clit with two fingers.

She leans back into me, Franco grabbing her head and pumping her mouth on his cock. She rocks between us as we pull her in separate directions.

I pull out slowly and taste her pussy some more. I’m not ready to come yet.

Franco’s practically growling as he fucks her mouth. I can hear Sofia making little noises, trying to lick and suck his cock against the hard rhythm. He cries out as he comes, letting go of her and falling back against the lounge, breathing hard.

Sofia grabs his cock firmly and sucks the head determinedly to get out every last drop of cum. Franco trembles as she uses her tongue to search around the head.

I pull her up against me by the upper arms. She leans her head into my shoulder, smiling at me softly. I turn her head towards me and kiss her long and deep, our tongues searching each other’s mouths.

Franco has sat up, and Antonio is in front of her now. She puts her arms up around his shoulders, spreading her thighs and locking her knees around his hips.

I wait for Antonio to slide slowly into her pussy before I shove my cock into her ass. Both Antonio and I are kneeling on the soft, wide leather lounge.

Sofia is on Antonio’s lap, impaled on his cock, arms around his neck as I push my cock into her. I grip her hips, inching forward to get my cock in as far as it will go.

She’s pinned between us, gasping and moaning, unable to thrust or rock. Antonio and I grab each other’s hands and start grinding from the hips in tandem. She gazes at the ceiling, a creature of pure lust. She starts whispering through her heavy breaths.

“Yes… Oh, god, yes. Fuck me, boys, my beautiful boys. Fuck me, oh god, fuck me!”

It’s like my lust is getting an injection of rocket fuel. My cock is rock-hard and throbbing, and I thrust as hard as I can from my knees, punishing her ass. Antonio pushes her back against me with his own thrusts.

Sofia starts to scream between us. Sweat and cum soak our skin as we fall against each other, a great mountain of sexual tension not yet spent.

We fall apart slowly, collapsing on the lounge. Franco has brought over wine and some glasses, and I pour, handing them out to Antonio and Sofia. She smiles as she takes a sip.

“You guys aren’t finished yet, are you?”

“Fuck, no!” exclaims Franco.

“Not me,” laughs Antonio.

“Definitely not,” I answer her, looking at my throbbing cock.

“Good,” she says, running a finger across the edge of her glass. “Because I really want to do what we did the first night.”

She looks so shy and sweet, yet somehow fierce at the same time. I think my cock can’t get any harder.

“You know…all three of you, in me at the same time? Can we do that again?”

I was wrong about my cock. It can get harder. It doesn’t just thicken with desire; it starts to ache as I think about being inside her again.

I imagine how she looks with all three of us filling her.

“Let’s go to the bedroom.” Franco finishes his wine in one gulp, leading the way.