Threesome sex party with two guys, fucked a slender beauty and cum on face – Oliver Strelly

The Party Begins

It was a sultry Saturday evening when Darcy Dark nervously approached the ornate, oak door of the impressive mansion before her. Her heart pounded in her chest, both from the brisk walk in her high heels and the anticipation of what awaited her inside. She took a deep breath, smoothed her little black dress, and rang the doorbell.

The door swung open to reveal a tall, muscular man with dark hair and captivating eyes. “Darcy! You made it, darling. Come in, come in!” Oliver Strelly greeted her warmly, ushering her inside the grand foyer. The scent of expensive liquor and arousal filled the air.

Darcy stepped into the dimly lit mansion, her heels clicking on the marble floor. Soft moans and the rhythmic sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed from the ballroom. As Oliver led her down the hallway, she caught glimpses of writhing bodies entwined in various stages of undress through the open doors.

Her pulse quickened as the realization sunk in—she had just walked into an elite, secret sex party.

Oliver guided Darcy to a plush velvet sofa and handed her a glass of champagne. “Welcome to my world, preciosa. There’s no judgment here, only pleasure and indulgence. Let yourself go and explore your deepest desires.”

Darcy took a sip of the bubbly drink, feeling the effervescent liquid tickle her throat. She watched as a curvy redhead shamelessly took two men at once, her hips gyrating in syncopation with a thumping beat.

Oliver leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. “See something you like, mi amor? Fancy joining the party?”

Darcy’s cheeks flushed, but she met his gaze, emboldened by the champagne coursing through her veins. “I…” she began, her voice trembling slightly. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

Oliver cupped her chin, his thumb stroking her bottom lip. “There’s a first time for everything, querida. And I promise to take good care of you.”

His words ignited a spark between her thighs, and Darcy knew she was ready to surrender to the carnal delights surrounding her. She nodded, her consent more satisfying than she ever could have imagined.

The Threesome Begins

The moment Darcy nodded, Oliver claimed her mouth in a hungry kiss, his tongue delving between her soft lips. He pushed her back against the sofa, his hands roaming over her curves, mapping the swells and dips of her body.

She moaned into his mouth, her own hands tangling in his hair, desperate for more of his touch. Darcy could feel her dress riding up, exposing her creamy thighs to the cool air.

Oliver’s lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. “Look at me, Darcy,” he commanded, his voice low and husky. “Watch what’s about to happen to you.”

Darcy’s eyes fluttered open, and she gasped at the sight before her. There was a third man kneeling between her legs, his fingers already pushing her panties aside, exposing her glistening folds.

“Max,” Oliver introduced the man, “is going to worship your pussy with his tongue. He’s very talented.”

Before Darcy could respond, Max’s mouth was on her, his tongue delving into her tight channel, lapping at her juices. She cried out, her hips bucking against his face, seeking more of that incredible friction.

Oliver watched the erotic sight, his hand moving to stroke his hardening cock through his trousers. Darcy’s eyes widened at the impressive size, her own arousal growing with each stroke.

Max’s fingers joined his tongue, plunging deep inside her, curling against that secret spot that made her see stars. Darcy’s hands fisted in his dark hair, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

“Come for me, mi amor,” Oliver urged, his voice a sensual caress. “Let us watch you come undone.”

Darcy couldn’t hold back any longer. She shattered, her body convulsing, her juices flowing freely over Max’s eager tongue. The orgasm washed over her in waves, leaving her boneless and sated.

But Oliver wasn’t done with her yet. He motioned for Max to trade places with him, and Darcy found herself face to face with Oliver’s throbbing erection.

“Open your mouth, hermosa.”

Darcy obeyed, parting her lips, and Oliver pushed forward, his cock hitting the back of her throat. She gagged at first, but quickly adjusted, taking him deeper, reveling in his groans of pleasure.

Max spread her legs wide, his tongue assaulting her sensitive clit, driving her back to the edge of oblivion. She swirled her tongue around the head of Oliver’s cock, tasting the salty pre-cum leaking from the tip.

The sensation of having both men’s mouths on her was overwhelming, and Darcy felt another rush building low in her belly. She sucked harder, desperate to taste Oliver’s release.

Cum on Face

Oliver pulled back, his cock slick with her saliva. “Not yet, cariño. I want to mark you, show everyone here that you’re mine.”

He moved his hips, poised at her entrance. Darcy looked up at him, her eyes pleading, aching for his thickness to fill her completely. In one swift motion, Oliver entered her, stretching her walls, claiming her as his possession.

It was primal, almost feral, the way he pumped into her, each thrust pushing her closer to the brink. Darcy’s nails dug into his shoulders, her cries of pleasure growing louder with each slam of his hips.

“Fuck, Darcy,” Oliver growled, “I can feel you tightening around me. Come with me, ahora!”

Max’s fingers plunged into her pussy, his tongue flicking against her clit, and the combined assault proved too much. Darcy came with a scream of ecstasy, her walls clamping down on Oliver’s cock.

With a roar, Oliver spilled his seed, painting her face with his hot cum. Marking her as his.

As Darcy lay there, basking in the afterglow, she knew that this was just the beginning. She had caught a glimpse of a world full of untold delights, and she was ready to fully indulge.

The party was only getting started.