Fuckin my wife hard from the back while she sucks on our gf wet pussy

The dimly lit bedroom was heavy with the musky scent of arousal as the trio entwined themselves in a tangle of limbs and lust. Amidst the shuffling of pillows and the creaking of bedsprings, a heady moan rent the air. “Mmm, baby, you know just how I like it,” Sandi purred, throwing her head back against her husband’s chest as he pistoned his hips into her from behind.

Their girlfriend Alyssa lay sprawled on the bed before them, legs splayed wide in invitation. Her plump pout of a pussy glistened with arousal, begging to be tasted. Sandi wasted no time leaning down and burying her face in Alyssa’s sopping cunt, lapping at her lover’s honeyed folds like a woman starved.

“Fuck yeah, eat that pussy,” Mark growled, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust into Sandi’s tight heat. “Mmmph,” was all Sandi could manage in response, too preoccupied with feasting on Alyssa’s sweet slit to form any coherent words.

Alyssa writhed beneath them, tangling her fingers in Sandi’s hair and urging her on. “Yes, Sandi, just like that,” she gasped, her back arching off the bed. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum so hard, you naughty girl.”

Sandi growled against Alyssa’s pussy, the vibrations making her lover shiver. She could feel her own pleasure building as Mark fucked her hard from behind, his thick cock stretching her deliciously. The triple stimulation was almost too much to bear.

“I’m…I’m close,” Alyssa whimpered, her thighs beginning to tremble. “Make me cum, Sandi. Suck on my clit.”

Sandi obediently latched onto Alyssa’s engorged nub, flicking her tongue rapidly back and forth over the sensitive flesh. Alyssa let out a keening cry, her pussy clenching and fluttering as she tumbled over the edge into ecstasy. “FUCK! Yes, SANDI!”

The sight and sound of Alyssa coming undone was all it took to send Sandi hurtling into her own blissful release. Her pussy spasmed around Mark’s still-pummeling cock, her mind going blank with the force of her orgasm. “FUCK! FUCK, I’m cumming! Don’t stop, baby!”

Mark groaned, his hips stuttering as Sandi’s inner muscles squeezed him like a vice. With one final, brutal thrust, he spilled himself deep inside her, filling her with his hot seed. “Shit, fuck, fuck…Take it all, baby. Milk my cock dry.”

They collapsed together in a sweaty, satiated heap, struggling to catch their breath. Alyssa reached out, pulling them both close as if to keep them rooted in place. “God, I love you guys,” she murmured, nuzzling into Sandi’s hair. “That was amazing.”

“Mmm, the best,” Sandi agreed, peppering kisses across Alyssa’s collarbones. She could feel Mark’s softening cock slipping out of her, a few stray squirts of their combined fluids leaking down her thighs. Delicious.

Mark collapsed onto his back beside them, one arm slung around both of their waists. “Damn, I don’t think I can move,” he chuckled weakly. “You two fucking drained me.”

“I bet we could get a round two out of him if we tried,” Alyssa giggled, trailing a finger down Mark’s chest. “What do you think, babe? Ready to go again?”

Sandi considered the question, biting her lip in thought. As much as she loved making Mark cum over and over, she was feeling rather spent herself.

“I need a minute,” she laughed. “But maybe later, after a shower and some food. I’m suddenly starving.”

“Mmm, I could go for some pizza,” Alyssa agreed. “Order some, handsome?”

Mark reached for his phone with a groan. “I could do with some cold pizza right about now. What do you want, babe?”

Sandi pondered, her mind still fuzzy with post-orgasmic bliss. “Pepp, with extra cheese. And extra mushrooms. I’m feeling deprived after that workout.”

Mark grunted in acknowledgement, already dialing the number for their favorite pizza joint. Sandi and Alyssa curled up together, basking in the afterglow of their passionate threesome.

Sandi couldn’t help but feel lucky. Not only did she have a wonderful, caring husband, but they’d also found in Alyssa a gorgeous, kinky girlfriend who fit so perfectly in their life. Their bedroom was never boring, that was for sure.

She knew they’d make more memories like this, more love and laughter and filthy sex. For now though, she’d settle for pizza and a movie, snuggled up between her two love languages. Life was good.