The Taste of Mr. Davenport (11 page)

Thanks to Elise’s distraction with Bobby, Claire found herself without the company of her friend more and more frequently. It was perfect considering it meant she could spend all her free time with Carter—naked, hot, and sweaty—seeking out the nirvana that only he could provide.

Heat spread across her skin at the memory of how thoroughly Carter had devoured her the night before. She never thought being bound to a bed with a plug in her ass while being fucked so hard she was practically torn in two would have been her thing. Turned out, it was
so
her thing.

Her fingertips on her thighs danced lightly across her feverish skin remembering Carter’s look of concentration as he gave her so many orgasms she lost count. His stamina was off the charts, especially for being nearly forty years old. He certainly put her previous college boyfriend to shame.

A throat clearing brought her out of her revelry. Turning her head, she saw Carter standing in the open French doors watching her with heated eyes. He looked delicious in a pair of low-slung basketball shorts. The cut of his hips and the happy trail leading down to what she knew was an outstanding treasure made her mouth water.

Could it really have been only two hours since he had eaten her until she came all over his face? Regardless, the ache between her legs was back and told her it had been too long.

The left side of his mouth lifted into a devilish grin—almost as if he could read her thoughts—and he crooked his finger, beckoning her to him. She’d go wherever he wanted as long as he continued to look at her like that.

Rising from the lounge chair and making her way to where Carter stood, Claire focused on her heartbeat now echoing as a pulse between her legs. By the time she stopped a few inches from him, she was breathless and full of need.

“I have a surprise for you.” He took her hand and led her inside to his bedroom. Stopping at the closed door, he focused on her with a pensive look on his face. “If you aren’t comfortable with it, just say the word. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.”

Claire nodded, trying to hide her nerves. She had no idea what was behind that door, but she was more anxious than ever to find out.

Carter gripped the knob and turned. The door seemed to swing open in slow motion as Claire waited to see what was on the other side.

Peering into the room, she let out an audible gasp at the sight of the very woman she had seen Carter having sex with weeks before, now spread out on his bed like a sinful offering. This woman was the perfect gift with the bow being her black lace bra and panties—the only thing covering her well-toned body.

“This is my surprise?” Claire’s voice sounded raspy even to her.

“Claire, this is my good friend Mary. You mentioned the other night that you’ve always wanted to see what it would be like with a woman and I want to give that to you,” Carter spoke softly in her ear just in case she was skittish. His hands ran the length of her arms, leaving goose bumps in their wake. Gripping her hips, he pulled her back against his body letting her feel how aroused he already was at the prospect of fucking her and Mary at the same time. She ground against him, making him grit his teeth thanks to the hair-trigger he suffered whenever he was with her.

“Do you want that, Claire?” Mary asked with a voice so seductive it was almost hypnotic. She spread her legs wide and ran her fingernail along the seam of the scrap of lace she called panties.

Claire swallowed hard and nodded ever so slightly. Her eyes stayed transfixed on Mary’s movements. Carter used Claire’s distraction to his advantage, untying her bikini top and letting the material fall to the floor. He cupped her luscious tits and teased each one into a taut peak.

Claire let her head fall back onto Carter’s shoulder. Her body slumped when he began rubbing her nipples, while at the same time sparks of electricity shot through her body. Her eyes never left Mary though and when Mary dipped her hand into her own panties, Claire felt wetness rush between her legs. The fact that she couldn’t see exactly what Mary was doing to herself was even more tantalizing than if she had been spread eagle before Claire.

“What do you want, Claire?” Carter asked from behind her. His breath teased the fine wisps of hair that had fallen from her ponytail. After pushing her bikini bottoms down, his strong fingers spread her folds apart, showing Mary just how aroused Claire was. “You’re so wet. Are you turned on just thinking about tasting Mary’s sweet pussy?”

Claire whimpered and widened her stance so that his fingers could explore her further.

Not wanting to wait any longer to get her hands on the young girl, Mary crawled to the edge of the bed like a cat stalking its prey. Dropping to her knees on the floor, she lashed her tongue out and tasted Claire’s essence. Looking up, she smiled like the cat that got the cream. And what delicious cream it was.

Claire’s knees buckled and she probably would have collapsed had it not been for Carter’s hold on her. The first swipe of Mary’s dainty pink tongue was enough to have her close to coming. This was more erotic than she could have imagined and they were just beginning. Claire didn’t know if she’d make it without spontaneously combusting.

“God, Carter,” Mary exclaimed, giving Claire’s pussy a more thorough lick.

“I know. I tried to tell you. She tastes like fucking heaven.” Carter held Claire open while Mary feasted on her juices. The way her hips gyrated and her breathing became labored told Carter that Claire was on the verge. He wasn’t much further behind watching the two women together.

When Claire’s orgasm hit, Mary basked in the cream pouring from her. The young girl was the perfect toy to play with. It had been a while since Mary had been this turned on during a threesome. Needing her own release, Mary stood and grabbed Claire’s head, pulling her mouth to her own. The girl tensed at first, but quickly fell into the kiss.

The taste of herself on Mary’s tongue spurred Claire to explore the woman’s soft skin. Her lips brushed over Mary’s jaw to her ear, traced a path around the lobe and then down her neck. Across Mary’s collarbone, Claire rained tiny, wet kisses. Reaching around the woman, Claire unhooked the bra, slowly lowering it as her lips traveled down the exposed skin.

Taking a pebbled nipple into her mouth, Claire was rewarded by the rough sound that Mary released. Carter leaned over Claire and quickly fused his mouth to Mary’s, swallowing her moans while she held Claire’s head to her chest. Sucking hard—just the way she liked it—Claire found herself wanting to explore more.

Snaking her hand down Mary’s middle, she probed her slick folds while continuing to suckle Mary’s breasts. Curiosity overrode her modesty when she slipped first one then two fingers into Mary’s pussy. It felt different than when she did it to herself, but it was so thrilling that she couldn’t focus on anything other than Mary’s escalating responses to her touch.

Carter released his throbbing cock from the confines of his shorts. He nestled it in the crack of Claire’s ass, grinding himself against her for some much needed relief. His hands gripped her breasts as they swayed and at that moment he was pretty sure he was dying and going to hell. Only hell could feel as sinfully good as this did. He’d had more threesomes than he cared to remember, but none of them came close to how amazing this was and they had just gotten started.

Claire released Mary’s breasts and looked up into her hooded gaze. “I want to fuck you,” she whispered to the older woman.

“Fuck,” Carter bit out. He let go of Claire and watched in utter fascination as Mary laid back on the bed while Claire hovered over her, dragging Mary’s panties down her legs. Carter gripped his erection and stroked himself to the live porn playing out before him.

Spreading Mary’s legs, Claire placed kisses up her thigh, slowly making her way to the soft, pink apex between Mary’s legs. She could feel the heat as she ran her nose along the seam of Mary’s pussy, inhaling the musky scent. Her tongue hesitantly reached out and took its first taste of another woman.

“Don’t be shy. This is your show. You can do whatever you want,” Carter encouraged her. Glancing over her shoulder, Claire could see that he was enjoying the show if the cum leaking from his cock was anything to go by. Turning back to Mary, she was slightly surprised when the woman grabbed her ears, pulling her down and shoving her face between her legs. Recovering quickly, Claire licked and sucked the woman just the way Carter would do to her.

Mary’s hips surged up towards Claire’s face as the girl rhythmically sucked her clit. She knew that was Carter’s signature move and she smiled at how quickly the young girl caught on.

“I’m going to cum all over your face, you dirty little slut,” Mary told Claire, who in turn sucked harder.

When the dam on her release broke, she thrashed on the bed, gripping Claire’s hair hard. Slumping back on the bed, she welcomed Claire’s mouth as their tongues rubbed together. For Mary, there was nothing better than tasting herself on another person.

Rolling Claire over onto her back, Mary covered her lithe body with her own, grinding their pussies together as she feasted on Claire’s tits. Mary felt Carter behind her, running his hands over the bare skin of her back. His cock slapped against the back of her thigh and she couldn’t wait to feel him buried deep inside her.

“I want to watch you eat her while I fuck you,” Carter whispered. “I want to watch her tits bounce each time I thrust my cock inside you.”

Carter poised behind Mary as her ass stuck up in the air, running the tip of his cock through her wetness, teasing both himself and her. Once Mary’s head was firmly between Claire’s thighs, he buried himself to the hilt. His eyes latched onto Claire, whose own eyes were glazed over with lust. Her body rocked with each thrust Carter made, adding to her excitement.

Looking down her body to see Mary’s blonde head between her thighs with Carter’s muscular chest behind her was sensory overload. Claire felt herself rushing head first towards another orgasm. Mary’s tongue worked her over at an almost inhuman pace. She felt the knot tightening and she cried out when it snapped and washed over her.

Mary raised her head and smiled. “That makes two for you little girl. How about a third?”

Claire couldn’t answer because Mary was already back between her legs licking her with such precision that she was almost ashamed to admit that she was climbing again.

“That’s right, baby. Eat that pussy,” Carter’s voice was rough and gravelly. He slammed into Mary roughly, making her moan against Claire’s clit.

“Do it again,” Claire begged. She didn’t care if she sounded needy, she was an orgasm junkie at this point.

Carter obliged and Mary bit her clit this time, sending her spiraling out of control again. Before she could come down, Mary’s fingers started pumping into her. By the time she had worked three fingers into Claire’s pussy, Claire was clinging to the sheets at her side, screaming nonsensical word after nonsensical word.

As Claire climaxed for the fourth time, Mary found her second release.

“I love the way it feels when you cum on my cock,” Carter said reverently as Mary pushed herself against him. Claire felt a twinge of pain in her chest at the intimacy the two of them shared. She wanted to be the only one he spoke to that way.

“I want your cock, Carter.” Claire’s voice pulled Carter’s focus from Mary’s cunt gripping him. Gritting his teeth he withdrew from Mary’s still convulsing pussy. He moved to the side of the bed, gripping Claire’s legs and pulling her to him. He sank his cock inside her tight sheath. This right here was his utopia. He could spend days—no weeks—in Claire’s cunt and never leave.

Claire’s eyes rolled back as Carter buried himself inside her.

Home
, she thought. This right here is home. It was where she belonged—with Carter. Forever.

Mary, however, wasn’t about to stop with only two orgasms under her belt. She was greedy and wanted more. While Carter fucked Claire, she crawled up the girl’s body. Settling her knees on either side of Claire’s head, Mary lowered herself over the girl’s mouth. She gripped the headboard as she rode Claire’s tongue like it was a stiff little cock desperate for her pussy.

Orgasm number three washed through Mary. Her head fell back and Carter gripped her hair, pulling her back even further. “Turn around and watch while I fuck her,” he demanded.

Quickly obliging him, she positioned herself over Claire’s head facing Carter, letting the girl explore her more. Claire fucked her with her fingers, slowly increasing her pace, while Carter toyed with Mary’s breasts. Mary’s only thought was that she wouldn’t mind doing this for the rest of the day. It was heaven.

Claire’s pussy tightened on Carter’s cock and he stilled as she came around him. Gripping the base of his cock to stave off his release, he sucked Mary’s tit into his mouth and bit her nipple. She slapped his face, causing him to reflexively pull back and slam into Claire. She cried out from the viciousness of the move.

“Do it again,” Mary begged him and he indulged her. Loving the way Claire’s muffled cries vibrated through her, Mary provoked Carter’s rougher side—a side he didn’t show often but that made him a God in her eyes when he did. When he lost all semblance of control, she loved every minute of it.

“I’m going to come again,” Claire shouted nearly delirious with the amount of pleasure she was experiencing.

“Not without me,” Carter barked out. He brought his thumb to Mary’s clit and rubbed rough circles around the tight bud. She panted and brought her face to his, sucking on his tongue as he fucked Claire with every bit of power he could muster.

“That’s it Carter. Yes, right there!” Mary exclaimed as she came again.

Watching Mary ride Claire’s face, Carter turned his attention to Claire’s clit and mimicked the movements that had just sent Mary flying. Within minutes, Claire’s nails dug into Mary’s thighs as she bit the woman’s ass cheek.

Carter came on a hoarse shout and spilled himself inside Claire. She felt each spurt of his hot seed as it bathed her walls, making a fresh tremor work through her.