So basically... out of nowhere, came this! (still our little shenanigans but hush) :D be offended my dears! be very! :p Marcos and Katarina belong to my friends!
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I caught a glimpse, it was almost an accident. I woke up early this morning and wanted to take a shower. On my way to the bathroom, I stopped by Katarina and Marcos bedroom. Marcos was sleeping but Katarina wasn't in bed. Curiously, I ventured towards her changing room, and I saw her there, already fresh and clean and in the middle of her daily morning routine. I gasped and hid behind the wall, pretending I wasn't there. My breath was short, my knees went weak. She was splendid. She was beautiful. I tried to force myself to leave the room. Marcos was there, still sleeping and the bed was messy. It smelled passion, raw, sweat, desire and body fluids. It smelled nice, it was arousing. She was arousing. I couldn't avoid it and looked past the door, only to see her gracious and lush silhouette. She had already noticed me, I knew, but I didn't care. The little smirk she had on her lips was an evidence, a little mystery she left for me to decode." I see you." That was the message. I smirked and leaned my head against the wall as I watched her brush her gorgeous jet black hair. She had crossed her legs and was tantalizing me. "Come closer, I know you want." These legs would have said it, if they could talk and I would have obeyed. My breathing was short, labored as I felt a wave of warmth coming from deep within. I mind-absently rubbed my legs together, bit at my forefinger because arousal was strangling me. She was there, only a few feet away. I could reach her, I could go there and ravish her. I wanted to but yesterday we agree on a bet. I had to keep my hands in my pockets, resist her beauty, resist my mistress. I should be a good girl but HOW COULD I BE? How could I, when all I wanted was to join her, make love to her...let her possess me completely?!
I felt a large hand on my neck, squeezing it lightly, just enough to make me realize he was awake. I almost squealed but bit at my forefinger harder. He was awake! I could tell it was him, not just because I could read his psychic print, but his scent was familiar. HIs touch was familiar. I knew Katarina could see us from where she was, with her powers and it aroused me even more. Marcos large free hand stroked my leg before he reached the bottom of the large shirt I was wearing. I shivered and tried to muffle my gasps. It was thrilling this way. Unexpected but thrilling anyway. I swallowed a lump as I felt his hand hastily push up the shirt and uncover my plump brown rear.
"She's watching you Asma... If you say her name you lose the bet and to spice things up, if you make some noise, you lose the bet." - Wait for what? I wasn't allowed to make a sound?-
"How come I can't make a--.." He silenced me with a hand on my mouth.
"ta ta ta... no talking princess. Now let me say a proper "good morning"." He smirked and pulled away from my ears.
I heard a small noise, his boxers he got rid of and I felt his other hand push me behind, so I would bend over, lean my face against the door while he slammed himself from behind. It was a powerful thrust. The kind to make me scream but I had to keep my mouth closed. It took everything I have not to scream and swallow it back into my throat. Marcos was well endowed, for as far as I know. My eyes were almost revulsed as I tried to relish in the burning feeling between my legs. He didn't stop, didn't let me the time to adjust to his cock as he started to properly fuck me. My bumblebee eyes were still staring at Katarina who was pretending she didn't hear a single thing while I KNEW.. and could feel she was not missing a single bit of what was happening. She glanced at me, with her gorgeous hazel eyes, still trying to make me lose my bet as she was now applying some makeup on her face. A gorgeous red lipstick, red like blood to those lips I desperately wanted to kiss.
"Mmmmmpphhhh.. mmmhhh" I couldn't scream..I couldn't, not even when Marcos was hitting the right spots. Oh fuck, he was good! He was more than good! He was skilled! His name was just there, behind my closed lips but I refused to say it. His hips were smacking hard against my plump rear, making it jiggle and bounce against his abs. He groaned huskily, sending shivers down my spine and waves of pleasure through my whole body. Fuck! I wanted to scream. Katarina slowly pushed her chair away so she could put her creamy pale legs on the vanity and I nearly outstretched my hand towards her, but that hand was grabbed by my other lover, my King, who put it behind me so I could not escape from him. His other hand was not on my neck anymore but grabbed my hair and he leaned again against my shoulder to whisper in my ear.
"Scream my name!"
"N...Never.. I.. won't.. lose!" -I managed to whisper back, but he increased the strength of his thrust, literally brain fucking me now. He was going hard and deep, feeding my tight channel more of his mighty cock so I could surrender more easily, but I resisted. I did, even if he was pulling on my hair and knew I hardly could resist. He did, even if I was slightly restrained and couldn't escape. Oh, the idea was interesting, oh it was arousing... I should have screamed. I was on the verge of doing it but Elders were known to be proud creatures and I made a bet. I had to win!
"You!" -He thrust harder and stayed deeper inside of me.- "WILL.!" -Another thrust, and I almost screamed, my mouth was left open but I held back the sound. "SCREAM!" And he pushed again, this time Katarina looked at me and I lost the remnants of control I Had left. Since Marcos pushed again inside, I was left screaming his name. He was satisfied, the large grin on his lips informed me that I did surrender and lost my bet. But he wasn't done and I wasn't either. Katarina stood up and walked towards us.
"Morning loves. I see you two are having a lot of fun."
"Kat... aaah. I tried to win... but he.. but he.." Marcos was still casually fucking me. Did you think he'd stop? He released my hair and my arm so he could grab my waist and when Katarina came, he simply pulled her closer to french kiss her. I was barely keeping my balance with my hands on the wall
"He did a great job. And you've been a very naughty girl. I spotted you watching me... " She said as she yanked my head back. I grunted and nipped at my bottom lip.
"I wanted to say...hi.. ooohhhh..."
"You could have but you didn't. How about I join Marcos? Would you want it?" She asked, rubbing my lips with her forefinger before she slid it into my warm mouth. I nodded. of course I'd love her to join. Of course, our game would be better if she was there. Marcos would not complain. He never did actually and not just because it was Kat. I was his little princess, his baby girl while Katarina was his wife, my mistress... my friend. We knew where to stand in this relationship. I loved them both, they both loved me and they loved each other even more. What more could I have asked? What more tell me?!
Oh, of course, I could tell the rest of the story, but there are things that better not be known.
