Erotic Story: Last treatment

Desire blasts through my body. Like electric shocks they shoot off in all directions and take over. The sign at the entrance of the hammam room still indicates occupied. So, in principle, we are safe. The thought of unsuspected guests walking past on the other side of the door, makes it extra intense. This could cost me my job. Then I watch how he fills his hand with her breast and starts to knead. She throws her head back a little, clearly enjoying his touch. With his eyes fixed on me, he roughly licks her nipple with a flat tongue. Every now and then, he takes her nipple piercing between his teeth. She moans and chuckles. In a trance, I move towards them. He pushes her legs further apart and without hesitation, as if taken over by pure lust, I kneel down in front of her. I look at him briefly, looking for approval, some sign. He winks and then continues licking and sucking her nipples as if he’s trying to empty out an ice cream cone. Her moaning has become much more serious now. For a moment, I look ahead, at her glistening labia. I carefully slide a finger through them. She feels soft, warm and, above all, very wet. I close my eyes. I slowly stick out my tongue and place the tip against her clit. ‘Oh, yes,’ she sighs loudly. Her encouragement is contagious, I relax and kiss her clit. The taste of her salty fluids explodes through my mouth. Just when I’ve found a nice rhythm, I feel his hand run through my hair. Under his touch, I moan against her sensitive spot. I carefully open my eyes and look at him. ‘She’s hot, isn’t she?’ he asks proudly. ‘She’ll moan even louder if you suck it every now and then.’ His head moves back up and he grabs her chin with his free hand and kisses her elaborately. With his tongue, which seems to go wild in every direction. I take his advice to heart and start sucking playfully. His hand is still gripping my hair. Ever firmer and tighter. I’m so aroused that I start moaning. ‘Hmm.. You lick me so good, Emma’, she moans softly. To hear my name coming from her mouth is … different. My name sounds different. Abruptly, he pulls at my hair, pulling my head back and up. I stand up in response. Then he brings his face towards mine and presses his lips to my mouth. ‘She tastes good too,’ he mumbles against my lips. His kiss makes my head spin. He is masculine, rough, but soft and sweet at the same time. While I’m still standing between her legs, he kisses me passionately. His hands have closed around my face. 

I feel her fingertips slowly moving over my clothing. I’m so horny, I can almost feel my heart beating in my clit. Before I know it, my blouse is lying somewhere on the damp floor of the hammam room and her fingers are working on prying open my bra. These two people want me; such an overwhelming feeling. His lips haven’t let go of mine for a second and I enjoy his tongue’s every move. Then I feel it: my breasts springing to freedom and my bra slipping off my body. He stops kissing, looks at her and laughs excitedly. Then she kisses me while he caresses my breasts. After a few minutes of this bliss, we stop abruptly. My hair is a complete mess, my nipples are so sensitive and I look at them, startled. ‘Shall we make her come?’ He looks at me mischievously. It’s impossible to turn down his offer. Even though I have no idea what I should do now, I can’t say no. Grinning, she falls back on the hammam table. Her legs are still dangling somewhere above the ground, and he positions himself between them. ‘Take off your pants and sit on her face. She wants to taste you too.’ His directness is informative, but overwhelming. Obediently, I undress and sit on her. Then I look at him. ‘Just make it wet,’ he says sternly as I feel her putting her hands around my buttocks and starting to lick me carefully. I manage to gather some saliva in my mouth and let it slide over his shiny cock. ‘Hmm,’ he growls. 

He grabs his firm, large cock and pushes himself inside her. She moans and I feel her warm breath wander past my clit. Right before my eyes, every inch of this man disappears deep inside of her. A new form of respect for her surfaces. His hand has found my hair again and he pulls up my face. The thumb of his other hand caresses my lips. In a reflex, I open my mouth slightly and suck his thumb in. ‘Lick her, Emma,’ he commands. Behind me, I feel her giving a short tap on my butt. As if she wants to let me know it’s okay. Her tongue races in all directions. From my clit towards my entrance and between my buttocks. She licks it all. Again, I place my tongue against her clit and start making the same movements from a few minutes ago. I stick out my tongue as far as I can and make the tip as stiff as possible, so I can put more pressure on her clit. At the same time, he gently starts to move. He holds her legs with his hands and does his best to keep her in place. Every now and then, my tongue touches his hard cock. I don’t think I’ve ever been this horny before in my life. It won’t take much to let her come now. I haven’t felt her tongue on my skin for a while, her hands have let go of my butt and I can imagine she doesn’t know what to do with herself right now. Her heart is beating so wildly, I can feel it pounding against my abdomen. Her uncontrollable moaning turns into whimpering every now and then. ‘Yes baby, go ahead. I can feel it. Come.’ Oh my god… no one has ever spoken to me like this during a wild sex party. The man isn’t only beastly, but a true cheerleader too. ‘Yes. Oh, yes. I’m coming, babe, I’m coming!’ Her body starts to writhe beneath me. She’s climaxing. ‘Fuck, it feels so good.’ She pants wildly and swallows loudly a few times. I’ve crawled off her and sit next to her a little awkwardly. ‘Just lie down, Emma.’ I look at him, startled, as he gently taps one of my raised knees. ‘Seems only fair that we let you come too.’ Fireballs shoot through my body. My mouth goes dry and I forget to breathe. ‘Can I fuck you?’ I never knew being asked for consent could sound so sexy. I nod, move my butt to the edge of the table and pull up my knees. ‘Your pussy looks delicious.’ I cave and want to fall back with pure lust, but I can’t. She has sat down behind me with her legs along mine on either side. Her hands find their way forward, sliding across my breasts towards my sensitivity. He reaches out his hand to her mouth. ‘Go on,’ he says to her approvingly. She drops a large dollop of saliva into his hands and we both watch him spreading it over his cock. 

He holds my chin and gives me one more penetrating gaze. As I look at him, I feel his cock gently rubbing my wet labia. Then the moment has arrived. He pushes himself inside. Controlled and patient. I sigh and moan with each small movement. He disappears deeper and deeper into me. I do my best to relax, but it’s intense. He’s filled me up completely. He puts his hands on my waist, looks at me with his penetrating brown eyes and gently starts to move. It feels raw, full and overwhelmingly good. I relax, my breathing becomes more regular, my hands no longer clenched into fists and I enjoy it. I hear her moan softly in my ear. She’s enjoying this with me. Her fingers have found my clit and she starts circling wildly. Ever bigger and harder. It feels like I could explode at any moment. He growls, pounding into me while the sound of my wet pussy echoes through the hammam room. When I look down, I see her fingers excitedly moving back and forth as he moves in and out of me. I close my eyes, throw my head back onto her shoulder and blurt out: ‘Fuck, this is so good. Don’t stop, please, keep going! Oh. Yes. Just like that. You fuck me so fucking well.’ I don’t dare open my eyes. From my toes, it takes me over. My leg muscles tighten. My moaning turns into some kind of squeaking. I feel my eyes roll back further into darkness. She gives my nipple a quick, playful squeeze, and it’s done. My lower body jerks and I feel myself pulsating around his hard cock. My clit is swollen under her touch when she finally lets go. I’ve never had such a good ending to my workday before.