Ava Courcelles hot threesome with husband and friend

Title: “A French Affair: Ava Courcelles’ Saucy Threesome”

Soft Parisian sunlight filtered through the lace curtains as Ava Courcelles stretched languidly, her toned body glistening with a sheen of sweat. She had slept soundly, relishing in the luxurious comfort of her silk sheets and the warmth of her husband Marc’s strong arms wrapped around her. A mischievous grin played at the corners of her mouth as memories of the previous night’s escapades danced through her mind.

Marc stirred beside her, his hand reaching out to caress the gentle curve of her hip. “Bonjour, ma chérie,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep. Ava turned to face him, her green eyes sparkling with desire. She pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring the depths of his mouth.

As they lost themselves in their lover’s embrace, the sound of soft footsteps echoed from the hallway. Ava’s heart raced with anticipation as she recognized the unmistakable click-clack of high heels on hardwood. A moment later, their friend and fellow sensualist, Amelie, appeared in the doorway, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

“Je neerti pas,” Marc whispered, his eyes widening in surprise and delight. “You didn’t tell me she was coming.”

Ava bit her lower lip, a knowing smirk gracing her features. “Surprise,” she purred. “I thought it was time we had a little fun.”

Amelie sauntered into the room, her hips swaying seductively. She wore a sheer negligee that left little to the imagination, her pert breasts and toned abs clearly visible beneath the delicate fabric. Ava couldn’t help but lick her lips, her gaze drinking in every inch of Amelie’s curves.

“I’ve been thinking about last night all morning,” Amelie said, crawling onto the bed and positioning herself between Ava and Marc. “I couldn’t wait to join you again.”

Marc’s hand slid down Ava’s body, his fingers teasing her already slick folds. Ava moaned softly, arching her back against his touch. She could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh, and she ached to feel him deep inside her once more.

Amelie leaned in, her lips brushing against Ava’s ear. “I want to taste you,” she whispered, her hot breath sending shivers down Ava’s spine.

Ava nodded, her eyes closing as Amelie’s skilled fingers found her aching clit. She cried out in pleasure, her hips bucking against the onslaught of Amelie’s talented tongue. Marc continued to stroke her, his own erection growing with each gasp and moan that escaped her lips.

Just as Ava neared her peak, Marc pulled away, a wicked grin on his face. “Not so fast, ma chérie,” he chuckled. “I haven’t had my turn yet.”

He flipped Ava over onto her stomach, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself behind her. Amelie watched hungrily, her fingers dipping between her own legs as she admired the sight of Ava’s glistening pink folds.

With one swift thrust, Marc entered her, filling her completely. Ava cried out, her hands fisting the sheets as he began to move, his hips slamming against her ass with each deep stroke. Amelie leaned in, her tongue flicking against Ava’s exposed clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Marc’s fingers dug into Ava’s hips, his rhythm increasing as he chased his own release. Ava could feel her orgasm building, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter in her core. Just as she teetered on the brink, Marc thrust deep, his hot seed spilling inside her.

With a final cry of ecstasy, Ava came undone, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her. Amelie continued to lap at her, drawing out her climax until she collapsed against the bed, spent and sated.

Marc collapsed beside her, his chest heaving as he fought to catch his breath. Amelie crawled up his body, straddling his hips and aligning herself with his semi-hard cock. She entered him with ease, her head thrown back in bliss as she began to ride him.

Ava watched in fascination, her hand trailing down her own body as she felt her arousal building once more. She slid her fingers inside herself, matching the rhythm of Amelie’s hips as she brought herself to the brink again.

Amelie’s orgasm hit her suddenly, her walls clenching around Marc’s cock as she rode him hard and fast. Marc thrust up into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he chased his own release once more.

With a final cry of pleasure, Amelie collapsed against his chest, both of them spent and panting. Ava joined them, her body molding against theirs as the three of them lay tangled in the sheets, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

As the hours ticked by and the daylight began to fade, Ava found herself drifting off, content and safe in the arms of the two people she loved most in the world. She knew that this was just the beginning, that there would be many more nights filled with passion and pleasure, but for now, she was happy to simply rest, her body sated and her heart full.