Venus Voluptuous 3 (Patreon)

Mary Jane did her part, smearing her lipstick all over Peter’s chest and neck and face. Her eyes looked in delight at the passion written all over Peter’s expression, but they wandered also to where Venus’s mouth worked over Peter’s hardened endowment.

It occurred to her, in a roundabout way, that she might feel jealousy… only Mary Jane knew how much Peter liked it when she blew him. Why would she not want him to feel something he enjoyed so much? And letting Venus do it meant she was free to kiss him… and caress him… and rub her body against his…

“Oh God… I should not be enjoying this so much!” Peter groaned, a little ashamed of much he was getting into this fantasy—him by his lonesome outnumbered by two beautiful women. He knew he should’ve been content with Mary Jane… she really was like hitting a jackpot… but to have Mary Jane covering his body with petal-soft kisses and another woman giving him head…

“It’s fine by me, tiger,” Mary Jane said, immensely delighting in how she could feel all the little twinges of pleasure going through Peter’s body as she kissed it. “If I didn’t love you so much, I wouldn’t want you to enjoy yourself so much. Peter, you’re the one guy I’ve ever dated who deserves that suckjob Venus is giving you!”

“Mmmm!” Venus groaning in enjoyment, bobbing her head slavishly up and down on his thick shaft. She slashed her tongue across the ridge of his cockhead and relished the overt enjoyment Peter took in the torment she was putting him through.

Mary Jane felt her cunt flaring with eagerness. She squeezed her thighs together to please herself, spurred on by the wantonness of what she was doing as much as she would be by any amount of foreplay, any touch, any word. Desperate for satiation to match her desire, she crawled up Peter’s body to straddle his face.

“If you’re feeling guilty about how much you’re enjoying this,” she cooed, “you can always make sure I enjoy it just as much…”

“Like I won’t feel guilty about how much I enjoy that cunt,” he quipped, a complete lie. He couldn’t feel any shame in taking joy between Mary Jane’s legs.

His cock throbbing with the feel of Venus’s hard-working mouth, Peter attacked Mary Jane’s pussy with savage delight. He stuck his tongue into her and only took it out to lick at her rigid clit.

“Ooohh! Aggghh!” Mary Jane cried. “It’s so good! So good! I’d suck you too if I weren’t letting someone else do that!”

You’re so nice for that, Venus thought, watching MJ’s muscular ass tense and relax. Unspooling in deliciousness as Peter brought her to a peak and then let her softly down from it.

Seeing Mary Jane quiver in pleasure and knowing that Peter was giving her that pleasure right in front of her eyes made Venus long to get some attention of her own up in her sopping wet sex.

It’d been a long time since she’d been this excited, with lovers this passionate. Hungry to fully enjoy the moment, she scrambled up to the top of Peter’s rigid manhood, poising herself over it in an agony of self-imposed suspense.

Venus let the anticipation charge in her—wiggling her cunt against the tip of Peter’s length and savoring the little jolts of contact. She knew that sensation would become an inundating flood from the moment it went inside her to the second it was fully sheathed in her cunt. Venus couldn’t wait! Taking a deep breath, she plunged herself all the way down.

“OOOHH! Feeling it so deep inside! You get to enjoy all of my cunt, Peter,” she told the married man, watching Mary Jane and seeing how her lewd words turned his wife on too.

Peter couldn’t talk, his tongue busy at work inside of Mary Jane, but it quickened, stroked her more firmly, making her share in the exhilaration he felt. One beautiful woman on top of his face! Another riding his cock! It finally felt like he had enough room to pour out all the lust he felt—and that was more lust than ever, thanks to Venus joining in!

Mary Jane convulsed with the tremors of what he was doing, so Peter grabbed her hips and guided her along with his sweeping tongue. Moving her so that she was perfectly in place to take his licks as they stormed deep inside her and came back out, tasting her all the way.

“Uuuhh! God-d-d!” Mary Jane groaned, happily surrendering herself to more quivers, letting Peter lead her along to further ecstasy.

With his enhanced strength, Peter only needed one hand to corral MJ, so he reached down with his other to grab Venus about her waist. But she needed little guidance. Her pleasure was motivation enough to keep pistoning up and down on his throbbing prick.

“Mmm, I can tell he’s enjoying you!” Mary Jane moaned, her head rolling back enough to see Venus’s face screwed up in rapture. “He only has that look in his eyes when he’s fucking a nice tight pussy… like mine!”

Venus smiled back at her, nothing but gleeful that Mary Jane approved of everything they were sharing. “Your husband’s cock feels so good in me, MJ! He’s making me come! He’s going to make us both come!”

Mary Jane looked down at Peter’s eyes, savoring the pleasure he was so obviously taking, the pride and satisfaction. Then she looked back over her shoulder to see Venus working her sex up and down over Peter’s member. It was maybe the only thing that could arouse her more than watching Peter enjoy her pussy.

Venus looked gorgeous, her face expressing a lascivious agony that was the same as what Mary Jane was feeling. It was like screwing under a mirrored ceiling, Mary Jane watching her own body writhe and moan, only this was another fuck entirely. An addition, not just a reflection.

It turned her on more and more. Peter’s lust wasn’t any less with two women sharing it. Instead, it grew to be too much for both of them.

“It’s so beautiful, Mary Jane!” Venus moaned. “If I didn’t love you already, I’d love you just for sharing him with me!”

“I love you. Oh God, I love you and you’re not my husband—” Mary Jane gasped, but she couldn’t work up any shock at the fact. It seemed to go perfectly with all the stimulation she was feeling.

She leaned back into Venus’s arms, letting the woman cradle her body as they kissed, then she grabbed Peter by the hair. Holding him even closer to her sex than he already was.

“Lick me! Oh yes! Remind me I love you too! It’s soooo good!”

Venus reached around Mary Jane’s shapely body to her front, molding her juicy breasts in her hands. It was like raw electricity passing through her to be tweaking one lover’s nipples while she raised and lowered herself on another’s thick, thrusting length. Venus was getting them both off. And both of them together were making her come far better than any one individual ever could.

“Oh God, oh God, Peter, she’s playing with my tits, Peter!” Mary Jane trilled. Peter’s hand tightened on her hip, massaging the firm flesh there. “Mmm! It’s like I’m making love to you and you have four hands… touch me, all of you! Touch all of me! You both make me feel so good!”

“How else could you feel, with a body like that?” Venus groaned. “You’re so beautiful, especially with Peter making you come—”

“Yes!”

“And come!”

“Ooh!”

“And come!”

“You two are incredible!” Peter gasped. He just had to stop licking Mary Jane to kiss her toned thighs and speak. “You’re driving me out of my mind! I wish I could fuck you both more than I already am! Fuck you everywhere!”

Then he feasted on Mary Jane’s slit with pure ardor. Her cunt got wetter and wetter, always offering Peter more to taste, while her clit was hard and slick, a pearl that his tongue made to gleam.

“Yes, fuck us everywhere! Fuck our asses and our tits—our mouths—there’s nothing, nothing you can’t do to us, is there?” Mary Jane was pulled taut with arousal, like latigo leather about to snap.

Her whole body pulsated, caught between the two heats Venus and Peter were pouring into her. The feel of Venus’s hands on her breasts… the touch of Peter’s tongue on her pussy… there was no resisting both of them. She simply had to abandon herself to their ravages.

“Oh God, I know you love it when I squirt for you! You love how it tastes! I love coming for you so much, Peter! Venus, don’t let me stop coming! Make me come and come until Peter’s drunk his fill! Oh FUCK, I think I’m gonna come forever!”