Sexaholics (22 page)

Valencia

T
hat evening, after Miki and Tariq
conversed and shared a few rounds of pomegranate martinis at Whiskey Blue, they
headed up the hotel elevator to the huge, sexy penthouse for a little fun. The
elegant suite, newly decorated in wheat and merlot, was like a three-bedroom
apartment, complete with floor-to-ceiling glass mirrors, a full kitchen,
Beaverwood handcrafted floors, hand-painted light fixtures, and four plasma
televisions.

But the most impressive thing awaiting their arrival in the room was
Valencia, wearing her reddish-brown birthday suit. She’d put on a Biggie
CD and the current song was “Fuck You Tonight.” The room was dim
with a red-light special glow from the red-shaded European floor lamps.
She’d dabbed a bit of Eat Me Raw essential oil behind both ears and on her
navel. She said aloud while posing before them at the foot of the bed, “No
lovemaking, simply backbreaking,” and giggled as she slid onto the cherry
fitted sheets.

Fifteen minutes later, Valencia cheered on the twosome sexcapade Miki and
Tariq had started. “Ay, baby. Hit that ass real good, okay? And I’ll
take care of that sweet
chocha,
” she told Tariq, looking serious
as a heart attack. He lay on his back in the lap of sexual elegance upon the
oversized platform bed while Miki squatted, riding him like she was making an
exercise video.

“How the hell are you gonna do that?” Tariq asked Valencia, while
she was lying next to him, placing new batteries into her toy.

“This shit right here is my little
papi chulo
, baby.”
She showed him her ebony, curved, harness-type, G-spot dildo. It was a monster
strap-on.

“Little?” His eyes popped at the sight of it.

“Okay, plus size. Just like you, Big Poppa.”

Miki said, “Don’t worry, baby. She knows what she’s
doing.” She stopped grinding.

He said, looking scared, “You gonna stretch my baby’s pussy outta
shape.”

“Please. Like I said, ain’t like you little down there,
mijo
.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Why are you two arguing? Damn, you’d think you two were an old
married couple or something.” Miki ceased her squatting and raised up from
Tariq’s dick.

Watching her climb off of him, he said, “I’m just saying.”
His glazed dick still stood at full attention.

“No, I’m just saying,” Valencia said, mocking his words.
“What you need to do is scoot down to the end of the bed so she can lay on
top of you, on her back. Scoot down, baby,” she told Miki, while standing
up and putting on her black swirl corset harness.

“Okay.” Miki moved to where Tariq scooted, admiring the full
design of Valencia’s body as she wore her equipment. She looked at Tariq
and rubbed the side of his wavy head and smiled, noticing the excitement on his
face, and then got on her back, on top of him. Valencia grabbed a bottle of
apple-scented lube and placed it along Miki’s butt hole and squeezed a big
glob onto Tariq’s awaiting shaft.

And Valencia positioned herself between both Tariq’s legs and
Miki’s legs. She told Tariq, “Take that dick and press it inside her
ass.
Pero suavecito.
That means ‘gently,’ baby,” she
explained.

“Done that before,” he told Valencia, looking at her like he
wanted to remind her that he owned Miki.

Valencia said, rolling her neck, “I can’t tell.” She asked
Miki as he inserted himself eagerly, “Are you okay,
mami
?”

“Yes, baby,” Miki said after taking a deep breath.

Valencia held on to her dildo and pressed forward, bending her knees slightly
while she found Miki’s pussy with her tip. Tariq was working himself
deeper, slowly but surely. Miki’s body shook as the sensations grew.

“Oh hell yeah,” Valencia told him, as he got his groove
going.

He grinned from behind Miki. “Glad you approve.”

Valencia slowly slid her fake organ inside of Miki’s awaiting pussy
walls, pressing past her well-lubricated lips. She inserted herself halfway, and
Miki reacted with a grunt and a sigh. Tariq’s dick was on the other side
of the layer of skin that separated the rectum from the pussy.
“Let’s do this,” Valencia told him, as if they were a tag
team.

He did. He followed her smooth lead and pressed when she pressed. Retreated
when she retreated. Miki froze as they pumped. She tightened her eyes and made
oval and sidewinder shapes with her lips, sucking her tongue and twisting her
face.

Valencia fucked her friend along with her friend’s man as though
one.

He groaned, “This is the shit, here.”

“You like that, Tariq?” Valencia asked. Her voice was softer.

“Hell yeah.” His was harder.

Valencia sounded like a seductress. “Can you feel me right above you on
the other side of her wall? Your dick moving with mine? Your thighs pushing like
mine, and my left thigh up against your balls? You like that, right?”

“Yeah.”

“
Papi
, let’s cum together?”

“I say hell yeah.”

“Miki, you wait cause I’m gonna make you cum with my mouth and
let Tariq watch that shit, since that’s what he wanted so bad. But right
now, my pussy is throbbing and I feel like I’m gonna pee on myself. Oh
damn, yo, I think I’m gonna cum all over her, Tariq.” Her purring
voice was loud.

“Do that. Let it go,” he said. “Aww, this is the shit for
real.”

Miki yelled while tightening her grind, “This is some good-ass fucking
here. Uhhmmh. I’m getting double-fucked like crazy.”

Valencia sounded like she was ready to blow. Her long, dark, curly hair swung
according to her energetic pumping. “Ahhhh,
coño
, cum with
me, Tariq. Cum now.” She rolled the
r
in his name.

The visual of his woman getting fucked by a woman, and his dick deep inside
of her ass, had Tariq one step ahead of Valencia. “Nnnng. Uhhg, I’m
cumming, Valencia. I’m cumming Miki. I’m cumming. Every fucking
body. Shit, I’m cumming. Arrrggghh, fuck. Dammit.”

“Ahhh, I’m shooting dat, awww.” Valencia froze. Tariq
froze. And Miki started grinding like her body was begging for more from both
ends. Valencia shot her orgasm and growled. She paused, then let go of another
slow rumble that ripped through her like she’d been stabbed. She gave a
deep breath, whined like she was wounded, and panted. Her multiple was
exquisite. She then said to Tariq, “Good boy.” She pulled out her
black shaft. “It’s your turn,” she told Miki.

“Damn. I wanna see this.” Tariq pulled out and Miki rolled off of
him. His eyes and his nose were wide open.

Valencia said to Miki while unstrapping her penile apparatus, “Lay back
down on the bed. Right there,
mami
. Let me taste you so you can cum,
too.” Miki scooted back and Valencia said to Tariq, “
Mira.
Watch how I do this. Take notes.”

He did not argue. “Oh, I’m watching all right.”

And Valencia gave Miki what she knew she liked best. It was called the
pleasure plank. Miki loved the sensation of having her pussy eaten with her legs
together, stretched out in front so that her legs remained straight and she
could flex out the length of her orgasm.

Valencia held Miki just above her hips with her hands, and straddled her
closed legs, taking her clitoris head on from the top of her vagina.

She gave feathery strokes and then flicked her tongue quickly like it had
fluttering wings, slurping her lips as though Miki’s clit was the last bit
of hard candy on a stick before hitting the sweet Tootsie Roll that was inside.
She placed Miki’s tender clitoris between her top and bottom lip and moved
her tongue down the center first, then to the tip. She used the soft underside
of her tongue and then the rough topside.

Tariq’s cock twitched as Valencia’s lips feasted upon his
lady.

Miki ground into Valencia’s face as though they were fucking.

Valencia kept her hands firm upon Miki’s, gripping her hips to control
her speed and tempo.

She pressed Miki’s clit with her tongue steadily and made a humming
sound while waving her tongue. The vibration sent Miki into revving mode, which
signaled to Valencia that it was time to add more stimulation, now using the
soft side of her inner lip to caress her tender pearl. She extended her suck
more aggressively and Miki started to moan more and more.

Tariq did not miss one split second of Valencia’s skills. “What
the fuck are you doing?”

Valencia kept her cunnilingus focused, only looking up at Miki’s face
to keep track of her level of pleasure. And there it was, written all over
Miki’s face.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh. Oh, Val, I love the way you eat me. Like you need
to eat to survive. Shit. I love it.” The oral aerobics had her head
swimming.

He said loudly, “Damn, I love it too. Suck that clit.”

Miki began to throb and buck and pant and groan as she neared the edge of her
euphoria. She pressed her pussy so far against Valencia’s face that you
couldn’t see Valencia’s eyes, nose, or mouth.

“Eat all that cum,” Tariq said, cheering them on. He held on to
his again-hard dick, stroking his shaft and using his thumb to travel up and
down from his head to his veiny middle.

Valencia licked all the nectar she was given and came up for air, saying,
“Naw, baby. You needed to be taking notes, like I said. Her legs
don’t always need to be wide open.” She stuck her own finger in her
own pussy to do a wetness test. “Damn, she turns me on.” The giver
in Valencia was replete.

Tariq’s eyes were as wide as his mouth. He picked up his chin while
taking in the look on Miki’s orgasmic face. “Mental notes
taken.”

Miki began to come down from her tremble, working hard to catch her breath.
“Go wash your dick so you can fuck Valencia, honey.” Miki turned to
Valencia with considerate eyes. “Is that okay?”

“Ay, sí.”

“Ay, sí
, me too. I was wondering when I was gonna get
some,” he said, almost running to the restroom.

Tariq was back in two point two. Valencia was on all fours, and she and Miki
had just kissed. He positioned himself behind Valencia and stuck his dick
inside. His erection appeared and then disappeared within her. Her creaminess
could be seen and heard. Her breasts moved along with his sway. She bounced her
ass back at him, bucking as he rode her. The booty clap was loud.

Valencia said softly, “
Oui
, daddy.”

He gave about six good pumps and stopped.

Miki looked at him. “Wait baby. Don’t cum in her.”

“I’m not,” Tariq said with a tight jaw.

“Here. Fuck me.” Miki moved over to the same position as
Valencia.

He pulled out and readjusted to enter Miki.

“Are you soft?” Miki asked immediately.

His eyes were adamant. “No.” His dick disagreed.

“What happened?” Miki looked back at his hanging, smiling
dick.

“Nothing. I’m just excited.”

Miki told Valencia, “He’s normally a one-round man.”

“I’m fine with that,” Valencia said, moving over to lie on
her back. She fingered herself and tasted it.

Miki told her, “I can use the dildo on you.”

“No. I came, remember. I’m good. Very good, actually.” She
continued to play with her pussy.

“That you are,” Miki said, also moving over to lie down.

“Fuck. I’ve gotta get used to this shit,” Tariq said,
fiddling with his dick.

Valencia grinned. “Yes you do.”

“Val, whatta ya say we all move in together?” Miki asked,
sounding serious.

Tariq added, “All you have to do is say the word and both of you can
move in with me, hell.”

“Don’t tempt me.
Pero,
what would I do with Greg? After
all, he
is
my fiancé, you know,” Valencia reminded them.

“Small interferences,” Tariq said with a sarcastic edge. He gave
a minilaugh.

“Cut that out.” Miki gave him a motherly face.

“Yeah, watch your mouth, softie,” Valencia said with a minilaugh
of her own.

Tariq said, “You? The bossiest woman on earth telling me to watch my
mouth. Directing the fucking like you’re directing traffic.”

Valencia batted her mascara-laced eyelashes. “I know.
Mami es muy
malo.
Very bad. And you love it.”

He nodded. “Yes. I admit I do.”

Miki said, “All I know is, if that Greg shit ends up not working out,
you know where we are.”

“Fa sho.”

Tariq added, “And just for the record, I, for one, am fine with you two
fucking. Perfectly fine, unlike some brothas.” He lifted his brows and
gave an eye roll.

“That’s obvious,” Miki said.

“Selfish is what it is,” Valencia said. “Hell, I see three
sexaholics in this room. Not two. You know what I’m saying.” She
held up three fingers.

Suddenly Miki adjusted herself to the middle of the bed and scooted down and
met Valencia’s pussy with her mouth.

Tariq sat back against the headboard and watched. Again, he was headed for a
blood-filled dick, all because of Valencia receiving his lady’s mouth.

Valencia looked over at him and blew a kiss.

Miki was deep into her zone.

He smiled.

“That’s my girl, you know? I love that girl,” Valencia told
him, pointing to Miki and then moaning while her eyes were closed, “Oh,
yeah.”

“Good, then. Then maybe we really can be one big happy
family.”

Miki was all ears, and then she asked Tariq with inquisitive frustration,
“Did you cum inside of her?”