by Lexi Sinner
“I have a few ideas.” Brent laughed. “Nadia gets nice and loose with a little wine. I was actually thinking of giving her a good stuffing once we got back to my car. I can do that here, if you two are still in the entertaining mood.”
Nadia slapped Brent’s chest. “So funny, mister. How about I suck off Russell while he drives to help him relax. He was taking a peek at my panties earlier.”
“You saw that too, huh?” Brent said.
Russell sighed and made another turn. He was doubling back in the wrong direction he was pretty sure. “It was hard not to. I think you slid down in your seat until you were wearing your dress as a shirt.”
“He’s got you there, Dear,” Brent said.
“I think you should give them the money,” Nadia said. “I am starting to like these two.”
“Is that so?” Brent said.
***
“Yes, they should have to earn it, but I think we should give it to them.”
“Earn it, huh?” Brent said. “What do you have in mind, Dear. Although I am terrified of what the answer might be.”
Nadia patted Brent’s face. She reached up and stroked Camille’s arm. Camille pulled her arm up away from Nadia and Nadia let out another throaty laugh.
Russell was trying to watch, but stopped at a stop sign and squinted to read the street sign above. It was a state road number and did not help him in the least. He thumbed on his turn signal even though there were no other cars around and he made a right.
“I guess she doesn’t feel up to earning,” Nadia said. “Maybe they don’t need the money. I’ll have to wait until we get back to our car tomorrow morning.”
“I’ll get us there,” Russell said watching the road ahead.
“You want Russell to pull over and give you a good banging before we make the deal. Is that it?” Camille asked.
Nadia shrugged. “Russell, Brent, you … someone needs to get me off tonight.”
Brent laughed and whispered. “Good Lord, Nadia. Rein it in a little.”
“Not Brent then,” Nadia said. “What about you, Camille?”
“Yeah, I don’t think Russell wants me or anyone else banging you in his back seat, Nadia. Take it easy,” Brent said.
Russell took a hooking curve slowly as the guard rail rolled by in the headlights. “They are leather seats. They’ll clean up nicely. Knock yourself out.”
Brent laughed.
Nadia leaned up and ran her fingernails lightly over Russell’s neck. He shivered, but kept both hands on the wheel. “Would you watch me in the mirror? I like that.”
Camille slapped Nadia’s hand away from her husband. Nadia kept her chin rested on the front seat as she stared at Camille. “Oh, you want my touch then, Ms. Camille? You are the deal closer after all, it seems.”
Camille snorted. “You want me to eat your pussy, Nadia. Is that it?”
“Leather seats, right?” Nadia shrugged. “I wouldn’t refuse. That beautiful, blond bob cut between my legs.”
Brent pulled at the back of Nadia’s dress. “Too much, Nadia. Lay off.”
Nadia swatted his hand away. “Camille is a big girl. She can make her own decisions about which pussies and cocks she plays with.”
Camille leaned closer to Nadia’s face over her seat. Russell stole a glance, but turned back to face the dark road.
Camille said, “Why don’t you eat my pussy, Nadia, and show me how it is done.”
“I wouldn’t refuse.” Nadia blew a kiss.
Camille leaned in and kissed Nadia on the lips. When she pulled away, Camille patted Nadia’s cheek a couple times. “Enjoy the rest of your night, Nadia.”
“I’m trying to.” Nadia leaned back next to Brent. “Dinners and wine and long drives to fancy restaurants are such a game. Not even a fun game.”
Camille shook her head. “That much I agree with.”
“I want to be entertained. Start ups are about risk. I want to see people who know how to take a risk and make it their own,” Nadia said.
Camille narrowed her eyes. “Are you talking business now or something else?”
“All of it,” Nadia said.
Camille looked at Russell and then back into the back seat. She reached over and closed her hand over his crotch. He didn’t realize how hard he was until his wife took hold of him. He did not push her hand away this time, but made the next turn on another road he didn’t know.
“Are we making a deal with Brent or with you?” Camille asked.
Nadia kissed Brent’s cheek and put her hand on his chest. She turned her attention back on Camille. “We are a team like you and Russell. That’s why I had high hopes for you, Ms. Camille.”
“For the business or the pleasure?” Camille stroked Russell’s cock through his slacks as she dealt with Nadia over the back of the seat.
“Both again,” Nadia said.
“We know how to handle risk,” Camille said. “Both kinds. State your terms.”
Nadia laughed. “Oh, now it’s getting fun. How about if you make me cum before we get back to our car, then we are in business?”
“While the men watch?” Camille asked.
***
“They can play too,” Nadia said. “If you make us both cum before we get back to the car, we’ll double the investment.”
“Hey,” Brent said. “That’s a lot of money.”
“She’s a lot of woman,” Nadia said. “We are investing in value here.”
Camille looked at Russell and cupped his balls through his pants as he drove. “What do you say, Russell?”
He shrugged. “You are the deal closer. Leather seats, right?”
Camille laughed and let go of him. “So that’s the game?”
“If I can make Russell cum before we get to the car, you sign over half the start up to us,” Nadia said.
Brent whistled. “Wow. That’s steep.”
“Very steep,” Camille said.
“Show me how you two handle risk,” Nadia said.
Nadia pulled down the top of her dress. She pinched each of her nipples and pulled her tits out to rest fully exposed.
Russell adjusted his mirror for a better view.
Nadia stuck out her tongue at him and guided Brent’s face down to suck on her nipple. Brent ran his hand up Nadia’s leg. Russell sat up in his seat to see Brent pawing at Nadia’s leopard print panties in his backseat.
Nadia unzipped Brent and her hand disappeared into his pants. “Am I doing all the work back here, Camille? That’s not the kind of partnership we are looking for.”
Camille slid her arms out of her dress and pushed it down past her tits. She was a little smaller than Nadia, but not by much. Russell held his lane with one hand on the steering wheel and felt blindly at each of his wife’s breasts.
Nadia leaned up to have a look pulling her nipple from Brent’s mouth. Camille put her hand on Nadia’s forehead and pushed her back against the back seat again. Russell saw Nadia’s tits bounce in his rearview mirror. As he put both hands back on the wheel, he considered seeing if he could find a rougher road to make them jiggle more. She would probably appreciate the vibration.
Brent slid his fingers inside Nadia’s panties from the side. She slid down in the seat spreading her legs wider. The motion pushed the bottom of her dress up past her hips and over her ass. This seemed to be a move she did well.
Nadia worked Brent’s cock up out of his open pants and continued to stroke him. A swatch of light from a street lamp showed through the window revealing the Brent was about nine inches long and thick. Nadia stroked with a loose wrist motion that pumped the cock from side to side as she cranked it up and down between her fingers. Russell wanted that technique tried out on him soon, if he could.
Camille rose up on her knees showing her tits over the back of the seat. She had Brent and Nadia’s attention. Camille worked her dress down past her waist and over the luscious curve of her ass. Her lacey thong was the same dark color as her dress that she slid under her knees
and off the heels she left on.
Russell reached out and rubbed his wife’s ass cheek. He gave it one crisp smack and Camille licked her lips.
Nadia hummed and then said, “Yes, spank that bad, bad girl. Let her have it.”
“I thought you were the one that wanted this,” Camilla said. She rocked her shoulders from side to side shaking her tits for them.
Nadia licked her lips. “I won’t refuse it.”
Russell felt Camille’s legs and then traced his fingers up the thing line of her thong between her ass cheeks. He took a deep breath and put both hands back on the wheel.
“Show me how he likes it,” Camille said.
Nadia smiled and ducked under Brent’s arm. She did not want his fingers to leave her pussy. Nadia brushed her teeth over the head of his cock. Brent moaned and threw his head back on the seat. Nadia kept teasing him with her teeth, but then put her tongue into the mix pressing it down and around the head. Brent thrust up and Nadia took his length in and out of her lips before going back to licking and brushed his cock against her teeth.
“I can’t take it anymore,” he said.
Nadia worked his pants off and down. Brent sat bare assed on Russell’s seat as Nadia bobbed her head on his shaft and played with his balls.
He pulled her dress up higher and pushed Nadia’s panties down off her ass. Russell adjusted his mirror to get a better look. Brent pumped three fingers in and out of Nadia’s pussy from behind as she sucked him.
Brent breathed. “Suck my balls too.”
Nadia stroked his length as she tongued and kissed his balls with loud, wet smacks.
***
Camille slid her hand down the front of her thong and let her fingers dance over her pussy and clit as she watched.
Nadia rose up off of Brent’s cock. “You want in on this yet, Ms. Camille?”
Camille gave sharp, heaving breaths as she teased her own clit. “Brent, show me what she likes.”
Brent folded Nadia to her back on the seat. He pulled off his own shirt and tie before stripping off her dress and panties. Brent threw them aside. The panties hit the side of Russell’s face as he drove. He reached up for them, but Camille pulled them away before he could get them. He didn’t see where she put them, but he hoped that she would keep them.
Brent went facedown on Nadia’s pussy. Camille leaned over the seat to get a better look. Brent ran his tongue over every inch of her lips and clit. Nadia bucked her hips up into his face as she pulled at her own nipples.
She stuck out her tongue at Camille and Camille blew a kiss back.
Camille reached over and pulled at Brent’s balls from behind as he worked Nadia’s pussy. She stroked his hip and then reached under him to grab and stroke his cock. He spread Nadia open with one hand and reached up to fondle Camille’s breasts with the other.
She climbed over the seat and slid to her knees on the floorboard facing them. “Sit up, you two.”
They did. Nadia looped one leg up over Brent’s knee spreading herself wide.
Camille leaned into Brent’s lap first. Russell tried to adjust his mirror, but he could just barely see his wife’s head over Brent’s lap. As she turned to the side, he got glimpses of her mouth and Brent’s cock.
She was using her teeth and tongue the way Nadia had shown her. Russell felt the burn of jealousy through his body. He gripped the steering wheel until he heard the leather crackle. She better show him that trick when they got home, Russell thought.
Instead of throwing his head back, Brent buried his hands in Camille’s blond hair mussing it up and pushing her head down his length. She obliged him and her head bobbed with slurping noises. She fucked him enthusiastically with her mouth.
Brent grunted and growled out. “Oh, yes, just like that. All over that fat cock. Let me feel your whole mouth. Give me a hint a teeth. Just a little. I like it a little rough. Just a little. Oh, yeah. Just like that. That’s perfect. That’s how you suck a cock.”
Camille pulled off of him and moved to Nadia’s lap. Camille’s head moved up and down and from side to side with more slurping. Nadia pulled her own nipples and watched Russell in the mirror watch his wife eat Nadia’s pussy.
Camille moved back to Brent’s cock. Nadia fingered her wet pussy as she waited for Camille’s return
Brent reached under and played with one of Camille’s breasts. Nadia used her free hand to pull at the nipple on Camille’s other breast.
Camille returned to Nadia’s pussy. Nadia continued rubbing her clit even as Camille licked and kissed around her fingers.
Brent stroked himself with one hand and fondled Camille with the other. He slid his hand down from Camille’s breast and squeezed her ass. Russell couldn’t see, but he heard Brent spank her a couple times. His hand staying down there and moved around after the spanking stopped. Camille moaned into Nadia’s pussy and adjusted to the side to give Brent easier access. Russell still couldn’t see what Brent was doing exactly, but he had a pretty good idea.
Camille moved back and forth from pussy to cock to pussy to cock pleasuring the couple with her willing mouth.
Russell moved one hand down from the steering wheel and unzipped himself. With some struggle, he worked his rock hard cock and his balls out. He spit into his hand and started stroking himself. He tried to imitate the loose wrist motion he had seen Nadia do, but he couldn’t get it right. He went back to his usual technique.
He felt himself getting close and he slowed down. He didn’t want to lose half his business from jerking off. He kept edging up, but then let himself settle before continuing.
He looked in his mirror and saw his wife’s head pumping up and down on Brent’s lap. He stroked himself. He peeked again. His wife’s head was going side to side on Nadia’s pussy. He stroked and watched the dark road ahead. He looked again and she was back on Brent’s cock.
Russell saw a road he thought he recognized. He made the turn slowly one handed.
Nadia threw her head back and screamed. Russell nearly swerved off the road, but he took the wheel with both hands and kept his lane. Nadia moaned and heaved her chest. Her tits bounced as Camille doubled down on working Nadia’s pussy.
Russell went back to steering with one hand and stroking himself as he watched and listened to Nadia cum.
Camille raised up off of her with her mouth and chin glistening in the passing glow of streetlamps. “I guess we are in business, huh, Nadia?”
Nadia took a handful of Camille’s hair and pulled her up for a kiss. When they parted, Nadia said, “You aren’t the kind of business partner that quits before the job is done, are you?”
Nadia smiled and pointed at her husband’s cock. Camille took hold of it and stroked Brent as she climbed onto the seat with them. Russell saw his wife’s bare ass and shaved pussy in the mirror. He realized her thong was off.
Damn, he thought, Brent was good. He was the deal closer.
Camille straddled him facing him and slid his cock inside her without much ceremony. She rose and fell on Brent’s cock slowly at first. As soon as he was lubricated enough, she picked up the pace and height considerably. Camille started moaning in ways that Russell had not often heard and the jealousy burned again. He had to slow his own stroking to keep from cumming from the swirl of emotion inside him.
She rose up high enough for Russell to see his wife’s spread ass appear and disappear over and over. Sometimes she lifted high enough that he could see Brent’s cock filling her stretched pussy. He was thicker than Russell had noticed at first. No wonder Camille was moaning so much. Brent was ruining her.
Her tits smacked into his chin. Nadia leaned in and seized one of Camille’s nipples in her mouth. With Camille’s intense motion, Nadia’s mouth pulled Camille’s nipple with each move. Camille’s moans started getting higher and more breathy. He thought his wife might be cumming, but he didn’t want to know. He tried to keep from looking at the action in the mirror, but he couldn’t help himself.
Nadia pushed Ca
mille back so that she came off Brent’s cock and bumped Russell’s seat hard. He grabbed the wheel with both hands.
Nadia straddled Brent with her back to him, but facing Camille. Brent slid his cock into his own wife’s pussy without question and started ramrodding her. Her tits and ass bounced with the ride.
Camille started to climb off, but Nadia grabbed her and held her in place. “Not so fast. We are a team here. Your turn again.”
Nadia lifted off and pulled Camille forward. Nadia aimed her husband’s cock down and fed it into Camille’s gaping pussy again. Camille immediate started pumping forward working up and down his length under Nadia’s spread legs. Nadia licked her fingers and rubbed Camille’s clit for her as she fucked Nadia’s husband. Brent reached around and squeezed breasts with both hands. As Camille fucked him with his wife Nadia between them, Brent felt all four breasts switching off over and over again.