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A few nights later, Kate and I met Laura for drinks at my place. Laura, sweet, married, curvaceous, and always secretly curious, had been texting me non-stop about “what I’d been up to.” Since the time Kate and I had “seduced her” into a little girl-on-girl 3some. We poured wine, then Kate and I started telling her everything. Every sordid detail.

I described coming home after a long day at the studio, fingering myself in the shower and licking my own creamy quim juice off my fingers after I’d cum. Then calling Kate and Alex over for the threesome. I told her how Kate had rimmed my arse and eaten my pussy while I sucked Alex’s cock. How we’d fucked for hours.

Then I moved on to the foursome. I told Laura exactly how it felt when Tunde pushed his massive black cock into my arse while Alex was already balls-deep in my cunt, the intense stretch, the overwhelming fullness, the way my massive tits swung as they fucked me. I described Kate kneeling beside us, rubbing my clit and sucking on my nipple while I got double penetrated. How I came so hard I nearly blacked out. I told her about switching, about Kate getting the same treatment while I sucked her tits and rubbed her clit. About the endless rounds of rough fucking, about sucking each other’s tits, and finally the bathroom scene, standing over Kate in my soaked thong, pissing into the gusset while she licked and sucked it all out like a desperate slut. And then pissing on her all over her face and tits.

Laura’s face grew flushed. Her thighs pressed together tightly. Her nipples were visibly hard through her top. By the time we finished describing how the men had covered us in cum and how we’d snowballed it, Laura was squirming on the sofa, breathing fast.

“Fuck… you two are terrible,” she whispered, her voice husky. “I’m so wet right now it’s embarrassing.”

Kate grinned and slid closer to her. “Then let us take care of you, babe.”

We didn’t give her time to over think it. I pulled Laura into a deep kiss while Kate unbuttoned her blouse and freed her small breasts from her bra. I dropped my head and sucked one of Laura’s stiff nipples into my mouth as Kate pushed her skirt up and slipped her hand into Laura’s soaked knickers.

Laura moaned loudly, her married guilt melting away under our touch. We laid her back on the sofa. Kate buried her face between Laura’s thighs, licking her dripping pussy though her soaked white lace panties with long, hungry strokes. I stropped off and straddled Laura’s face, lowering my already wet cunt onto her mouth. She licked me eagerly, her tongue exploring my folds while I ground down on her. Kate stripped too and we leant forward and kissed each other’s mouths filthily over Laura’s body, our hands playing with each other’s tits.

We made Laura come twice, once on Kate’s tongue, then again while I sat on her face and Kate fingered her cunt deeply. Kate and I focused on her completely, fingering her and licking her clit together until she was shaking and begging. By the time we finished, Laura was a flushed, satisfied, quim-juice covered mess, lying between us with a dazed, guilty-happy smile.

“God… I shouldn’t have done that,” she breathed, “but I needed it so badly.”

I kissed her softly, tasting myself on her lips. “Anytime you need relief, just call us. No judgment.”

I was satisfied for the moment, and it looked like Laura’s hidden hunger had finally been woken too.

Laura was still trembling on the sofa, her skin hot and flushed, thighs slick with her own cream. Her voice came out in a desperate whisper, thick with lust.

“I want it… the double thing. Two cocks filling me at once. Please, I want to feel that, I need to feel that.”

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