“God my knees are fucking killing me!” Livvy struggled to get to her feet as her lower limbs were growing numb but strong arms hauled her upwards into a very warm and sticky lap. “Euww, I must have missed a bit!”
“Nah – it’s still coming out!” Luc shrugged and grinned and his dimples appeared proudly on his cheeks. Livvy flicked each one with her tongue then kissed him. “Hmm you taste of me and you mixed up. Love that.” Luc dove back in for more until Livvy was left panting for breath. She pushed him off.
“I think we should go back to the party – we’ll be missed.” She moved to get off her husband’s lap but Luc’s arms held her fast.
“What about you Livs? You didn’t get to come.” Luc rubbed his nose against Livvy’s.
“Not sure I’m up to that yet – the mind is willing but the body is still too full of baby hormones and shit.”
“Maybe but from where I’m sitting that body is sexy hot Livs. More so now you’re a bit voluptuous eh?” He nuzzled her cleavage.
“Baby boobs you mean? Yeah they look fab don’t they? Sadly not for long.” Livvy cupped her own breasts and Luc lost himself in the creamy soft skin above her bra cups.
“Gonna make it so special when you’re ready for me. Just tell me and I’ll get Rach to babysit and we’ll have a wonderful evening I promise.” Olivia kissed Luc on the lips then wriggled off his lap to get dressed.
“Thanks Luc – but this was special for me too you know. Making you happy is important to me and now every time you sit at this desk I’ll know you’ll be thinking of me on my knees sucking your cock.” She smirked at him and he groaned and she laughed as she noticed his dick twitch. Yeah she’d made damn sure that was going to distract him for a while. “Come help me do this dress up will you?”
Luc winced as he tucked his semi hard cock back into his boxers and breathed in hard as he did his flies up. Livvy was right; the memory of her spectacular performance would give him a hard on every time he sat at his desk. he sniggered – exactly his intention in the first place – mission accomplished. “Come on Princess Perfect on the Outside; Devil on the Inside. Let’s go boogie.”
“Never say boogie Luc; not cool; not cool.” Livvy touched up her lipstick; threw it back in her clutch and swayed out of the office teasing her husband with the tantalising vision of her swinging hips. Luc cocked his head admiring the view then trotted on up to his wife taking her hand as they re-joined their group.
George nudged Leo with his elbow. “Look at that,” he remarked knowingly in the boy’s ear “Luc looks like the cat that got the cream – freshly fucked I would say what d’you think?” Leo peered over to where Livvy and Luc were chatting with the twins and had to agree with his boyfriend: Luc Vincent was definitely post orgasm.
“Agree with you G – he looks practically fluid.” Leo whispered back and they both giggled. “Oh I bet he did her in his office.”
“Did you say orifice?” George joked and Leo spluttered his drink all over the floor which got them laughing hysterically again until a strong hand clamped down one on each of the backs of their necks. Ryan.
“Something you want to share boys?”
His deep voice made Leo shiver and George clear his throat. They both shook their heads vigorously then stupidly looked at each other then burst out laughing again. Ryan sighed.
“Go dance it off and make it phenomenal I want to see you all over each other. Make it good for me.” He pushed them towards the dance floor and they happily complied. They both loved dancing, but even more than that they craved Ryan’s adoration and attention. George was outrageously extrovert where Leo was decidedly shy, but together they were spectacular and made Ryan’s heart soar and his cock throb. George managed to draw Leo out as long as he was in touching distance and that was exactly what was happening on the dance floor. George moved and Leo followed; there was a lot of writhing and slithering going on and it was pretty much X-rated but no one other Ryan seemed to be paying them any attention.
“Even I can see the benefits my friend.” Joe slapped Ryan on the back. Apparently Joe had spotted the floorshow. He handed Ryan a glass of whiskey and they toasted each other. “And to your boys.”
“Ah, my boys.” Ryan took a long glug of the amber liquid and grinned at Joe. “They make me happy Joe.”
“I’m not judging you Ry – I never have.” Joe clasped Ryan’s shoulder. “I’m glad you’re happy. God I feel so old watching them though – how do you keep up?” Ryan chuckled – he was also approaching his fiftieth birthday.
“You know they’re not like this most of the time. George and Leo work really hard and put in long hours so generally they come home exhausted and I’m the one that ends up taking care of them. I love it – can you believe it?” Joe shook his head. “Well there’s the house keeper to do all the house work but I enjoy cooking for them and making sure they have everything they need.”
“Sounds like they got it made.” Joe muttered.
“It’s not like that. I’m not their ‘daddy’ if that’s where your filthy mind is going. Sure I’m in charge but that’s how we all like it. And let me tell you Joe – the sex is fucking epic; every time and still after all these years.”
“Yeah – not sure I ever wanted to know that Ry.” Joe thumped his friend in the upper arm relieved on some level to feel the muscle was as solid as ever.
“Well best friends share everything right?” Ryan cocked his head and let his gaze wander over to where Rachel was propping up the bar talking to Karen and Rory.
“Fuck off man – never gonna spill.” In all the time Joe had been with Rachel he’d never divulged anything more than she was hot and sexy and they were very compatible. Joe was not a man who kissed and told; even with his closest friend. Ryan chuckled.
“Yeah well. So we’re both happy. We both found what we needed; me in a couple of pretty boy twinks and you in a hot little package of 100% feisty female. Go figure we’re a couple of old clichés.”
“Not so much of the old.” Joe growled back. “Want another drink?”
“Nah man – I think I’ll leave my boys to party and head back to the hotel soon. But I’ll see you tomorrow at lunch yeah?” Ryan yawned and Joe grinned at him before hugging him tight. “Yeah, yeah, I miss you too.” Ryan kissed Joe on the cheek then sought out George and Leo on the dance floor letting them fawn all over him for a bit.
“Did you have a good time at the party?” Rachel enquired of her husband on the way home. Ryan had already grabbed a cab and the boys had disappeared off somewhere and so they had the limo to themselves. Rachel sank back into the seat and kicked off her shoes groaning with relief. “My feet are killing me.” Joe was slumped down low with his knees splayed. He undid the top button of his shirt and tugged down his tie, and then he grabbed Rachel’s ankles and twisted her around so that her feet landed in his lap.
“Let me help you with that.” He pressed his thumbs in to the soles of her feet and proceeded to give her a heavenly foot rub. Rachel groaned again.
“Oh my God that’s heavenly. But you haven’t answered my question mister.” Rachel pushed her foot into Joe’s groin and he grunted.
“I had a fabulous time darling.” Joe smirked as he held her foot against the growing bulge at his groin. “Have we ever fucked in a limo?”
Rachel rolled her eyes. “No dear. Harley, Bugatti, Range Rover but no limo…”
“Well then that’s very remiss of me wouldn’t you say?”
“Extremely.” Rachel pressed her foot against the hardness in Joe’s trousers and rubbed her toes up and down a few times until her man made those sexy growly noises that turned her on so much. Joe pressed a button by the side of his chair and privacy screen separated them from the driver and then he pulled her on to his lap. “It’s not your birthday anymore Joe, but I’m happy to keep those presents coming.”
“It’s not the presents that need to come.” Joe licked Rachel’s lips.
“I know baby. Tell me what you want.�
� Rachel clasped her hands behind Joe’s neck and placed her mouth over his. She bit down on his lower lip and tugged and he made a noise that hit her right between her legs. “Hmm taste so good.” She ran her tongue over his lips then teased the tip of it into his mouth playing a little until the need for more overtook them both and their tongues wrangled and writhed until they had to break apart for air. “Oh God Joe, I can never get enough of you.” Rachel rested her forehead against her husband’s and let her fingers tickle the hair of his beard. The man practically purred with pleasure and Rachel grinned. “Pussy Cat Joe.” Joe barked out a laugh.
“That’s a new one, but I rather think that should be Big Cat Joe don’t you?” And he roared like a lion making Rachel jump and laugh at the same time. She loved seeing Joe so playful even knowing it was partly due to the amount of whiskey he’d been drinking.
“Are you drunk Bossman?”
“I am buzzing a little bit sweetheart. But not drunk, no.”
“Because I want you to remember everything…” Rachel slid off his lap to her knees settling between her husband’s legs. Never breaking eye contact, she looked up at him as she undid his belt; pulled it free of its loops and dropped it to the floor. Licking her lips she glanced down briefly to pop the button at Joe’s fly then let her fingers trail up and down the zip purposefully nudging Joe’s cock and balls. Hooded eyes greeted her when she lifted her head once more and she could hardly see any grey due to his blown pupils, and Rachel’s heart thudded at how much her husband wanted her.
“Don’t tease me Rach.” Joe’s legs knocked against her.
“Be patient and you’ll get everything you need. You know how much I love doing this for you Joe; indulge me.” Rachel threw him a sexy smile and pulled down his zip to reveal the top of his boxers where a perfectly round wet patch reinforced just how horny her husband was. Rachel mouthed him over the soft cotton and Joe’s hands flew to her head. “Hands!” Rachel cried and he removed them letting them fall to his sides in two tightly formed fists. Rachel chuckled and ran her fingertips along the inside of Joe’s underwear loving how he caught his breath every time she brushed over the head of his cock.
“Oh God Rachel. I need you so bad.” Joe’s head dropped against the back of the seat and he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Open your eyes Joe; I want you to watch.”
Rachel eased down the front Joe’s boxers just enough to expose the gleaming, swollen top of his cock. A bead of pre-come sat enticingly on the tip and Rachel flicked her tongue over it savouring the bitter taste that was all Joe. She laid her face against his groin and inhaled his musky fragrance that was now so familiar to her and they both moaned in tandem. Joe bucked his hips slightly and Rachel knew she’d better get a move on before he took things into his own hands – literally. Sitting back on her heels she tapped Joe’s thighs to get him to lift his butt off the seat so she could pull his trousers and pants down. His cock sprang free and bobbed at her before landing flat against his taut abs leaving a sticky trail across his tummy. Rachel lapped at the mess and without warning took his hard length in her mouth swallowing him as deep as she could. Over the years she had practiced at relaxing her throat so she wouldn’t gag or puke all over him and ruin the moment, and up to a certain point she’d become quite skilled. Joe’s penis was predictably long and thick and the most beautiful she’d ever seen and the fact that he was cut thrilled her. British men tended to keep their foreskins and Rachel had always thought they looked so ugly until they were pulled back, but Joe’s was so pretty - all clean and naked looking all the time. She pulled her mouth off him with a pop and wriggled a bit closer so she could kiss him. Joe loved to taste himself on her lips and the way his cock throbbed between them confirmed it.
Joe picked Rachel up off the limo floor and held her in his arms. He knew she’d go back to blowing him but he wanted her naked so he could watch those magnificent tits as they moved against his skin. He was grateful Rachel’s hair was still piled on top of the head so nothing was hidden from him and he ran his fingers down the back of her neck loving the way she shivered in response. He found the fastening to her dress and pulled the zip all the way down exposing her back and the top of her arse. She hadn’t been lying – there was definitely no lingerie underneath and Joe’s cock strained at the thought of it.
“Take your dress off baby and get back on your knees for me.” Rachel nodded and eagerly complied and Joe exhaled deeply as he felt her warm wet mouth envelop him once again. “Jesus that feels good.” Rachel ran the flat of her tongue up and down his shaft and did some kind of weird twisty thing at the top that had him shouting out loud every time she did it. He watched as she lowered her head once more and then he gasped as she lavished his balls with her mouth, tongue, and lips until he swore he could come just from the exquisiteness of it all.
“Oh no not yet my love.” Rachel fisted his cock at the base and squeezed hard until he grunted loudly about to complain but then she pushed his legs apart and dragged her fingernails up from his knees to his groin catching the tender skin of his inner thighs leaving a sting as she went.
“Oh God you’re killing me…holy fuck!” Joe jerked as Rachel tapped his balls then let her fingers delve lower to tease his crack. He bucked his hips and his cock met her mouth once more and Joe cried out with pleasure. Gone was the teasing and in its place was the rapturous rhythm of Rachel’s lips and tongue sucking him to ecstasy. Every time the head of his engorged cock hit the back of her throat Joe felt the tingle in his lower back rise that much further and soon enough his balls were drawing up tight and he could feel his come on the verge of shooting. When Rachel nudged her thumb between Joe’s buttocks and pressed against the entrance to his body, the man grabbed her head and fucked her mouth with abandon until he literally exploded.
Rachel swallowed and swallowed not wanting to lose a drop of Joe’s orgasmic release. His cock was starting to soften in her mouth yet she continued to tease him with her tongue loving the way he hissed as she tormented his now over sensitive cock. Seeing the Mighty Joe whimper for her to stop, please stop, was a real turn on and made Rachel feel delightfully evil. “Gonna make me Joe?” She taunted then inhaled sharply when her husband’s eyes snapped open and regarded her with such wicked intent her pulse raced and her heart thudded.
“Feeling brave sweetheart?” The words were delivered softly but the steel behind them had Rachel’ stomach doing flip-flops. “Up you come dear.” Joe reached for Rachel’s arms and picked her up off her knees. He buried his head in her cleavage breathing in her scent deeply then flipped her around so she ended up straddling him with her back to his chest. Joe spread his legs wider apart and lifted Rachel’s arms around his neck leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. He nuzzled her neck biting lightly at her skin while he dragged the backs of his fingers up and down her sides making her squirm and shudder in equal measures. After several minutes of his exquisite torture, Rachel grew impatient and hot and began to circle her hips on his lap seeking out much needed friction. “Keep still, Rachel. No moving unless I tell you, d’you hear?”
Rachel huffed and dropped a defiant hand to her pussy intending to put an end to her suffering herself but Joe grabbed her wrist before contact was made and chuckled. “So naughty.” Licking up the inside of her arm, Joe returned it to behind his neck and applied a sharp twist to each of his wife’s incredibly pointed nipples. Rachel cried out but held firm knowing Joe would only prolong her discomfort and enjoy doing so. She could feel his cock hardening against her buttocks and cursed him for deriving so much pleasure from tormenting her.
“Can you feel me Rach? What you do to me babe, even after all this time. No one’s ever made me feel the way you do. I’m hot for you all the time but seeing you like this…so beautiful baby. And all mine.” Joe lifted Rachel at the waist and deposited her back down on his cock filling her in one swift movement.
“Not bad for an old man.” Rachel choked out. Joe was rock solid inside of her and in this posi
tion she was nothing less than impaled. “Gotta move. Please…oh God that feels good.” Joe had wet the pads of his fingers and was teasing Rachel’s nipples just the way she liked. Hard then soft then twisty then soft again driving her absolutely mad with lust. She bucked her hips desperate to rock on his cock, but Joe clamped his hands on her waist to prevent her movements.
“Much more of that and I’m gonna come inside you before you’ve had your turn.” Joe chuckled again and the vibrations made Rachel quiver with need. “What do you want me to do?”
Rachel rolled her eyes. “Fuck me Joe. Do it all Bossman – you’re driving me wild.” Rachel tugged on the hair at the back of Joe’s neck and clenched her inner walls enjoying the sexy grunts huffed into the flesh of her shoulder. “Touch me please. I need to come so badly Joe.” She knew her words turned him on and demanding her pleasure was something Joe got a real kick out of hearing. “I love the way you make me feel. Only you Joe. I love you Joe.”
Rachel cried out as Joe licked up the side of her neck finding her most sensitive spots and setting her body on fire with his tongue and teeth and lips. His hands fluttered down her ribs and over the soft skin of her tummy landing on her thighs and he rubbed his big palms up and down her legs. Her moans and sighs filled the car and Joe was filled with joy at the erotic sounds of his wife getting off. He no longer stopped her rocking on his lap and when he felt her walls tightened and her movements grow ever more frantic he finally delved his fingers between the swollen lips of her cunt and rubbed her slick clit just the way he knew would send her soaring.
“Fuck, Joe. Oh shit….fuck…oh fuck.” Rachel was bucking wildly and came on a shout and a spasm that was so fierce she literally forced his own climax out of him. Joe and Rachel rocked against each other as the car interior steamed up pungent with the fragrance of their sexual activity. “Oh don’t stop, don’t stop. Feels so good.” Rachel sighed and twisted her head around searching for Joe’s mouth and they shared a long deeply intimate kiss. Breaking for air Joe wrapped his arms around Rachel and squeezed her tight.
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