Page 40 of Their Tracked Obsession

“Smells good?” I asked, brushing kisses up her neck.

“Wonderful.” Saint smirked and tossed the underwear at me. “Take a whiff.”

I sniffed Liv’s scent. Fuck… My eyes fluttered.

“Christ, Liv, you’re drenched.” I popped my finger out of her mouth and tossed the panties over my shoulder. “You won’t be needing these anymore.”

“Commando for the rest of the trip.” Saint slapped her ass cheek, and the sound echoed off the walls. “Sweet.”

Each of us dipped our dicks into the peanut butter cake and took position. I was at the front, and my best friend was behind Liv. He reached around and groped her tits. Liv whimpered, and her eyes fluttered while he kneaded her nipples. I placed my hands over his, and my cock brushed against her abdomen. Precum slid onto her belly mixed with crumbles of cake, and I leaned in closer to Liv. A hand traveled down the side of her body until it rested on her hip.

“Lift your leg.” I ordered.

“Why?” Liv challenged me with big, aware eyes. “What are you going to do?”

“I’m gonna fuck your tight pussy.” I licked the chocolate on her lips with the tip of my tongue. “If you want me to, sweetheart?”

Liv lifted her leg with a sensual sigh. “Better screw me good.”

“My pleasure,” I said with a smirk.

I pressed her leg up higher, stretching Liv wide, and I saw the pain on her face. Quickly, I diminished her suffering by rubbing the tip of my dick against her most sensitive area. Liv peered down at my girth playing with her.

“Yeah, darling, watch his cock as he enters you,” Saint whispered in her ear and spat in his hand. “Spread these pretty ass cheeks for me, beautiful.”

Saint wiped his saliva up her butt crack. He slapped her again. Liv yelped.

I held her by the ankle and inched my dick inside Liv. “Yes, sweetheart. Take me.”

“Oh!” Liv repeated every time I pushed in more with her eyes bugging out of her head.

“Fuck. You’re so damn tight,” I hissed until I hit the hilt.

Liv sighed, closed her eyes, and tossed her head back. “Yes.”

I pulled back. “Jesus Christ.”

Slowly, I pushed back into her warmth.

Her eyes snapped open, and Liv gazed back down. “Oh!”

Saint slapped the palms of his hands on her ass cheeks, squeezed them, and lifted Liv off the floor. We balanced her weight between us, and I pulled slightly out of her tightness. My best friend took his turn and slid his cock into her butthole. Saint filled her up to the brim.

“Oh, fuck!” Liv cried out.

I slammed back inside her pussy, and her tight walls contracted around me. Liv clenched me like a vise, and her grip wouldn’t let go. I’d pull back and Saint would enter Liv again. Over and over, we stretched her and pounded into her. Our flesh made sweet smacking sounds, and our moans of pleasure made us pick up our rhythm and penetrate her faster.

Liv cried out our names on fucking repeat. We were in heaven.

I silenced her with a hard kiss; she whimpered into my mouth, and I licked up the rest of the chocolate on her sweet lips. When I pulled back, her eyes showed only pure pleasure before they rolled into the back of her head, and passion made her mouth swollen. The back of her head rested on Saint while he gripped her ass and dug his nails into her skin. He held her with taut muscles and grunted into her ear while he fucked her.

“I…” Thrust.

“Fucking…” Thrust.

“Love…” Thrust.

Saint groaned as he shot off a load. “You.”