Romilda finally had a day to herself. She had taken Liam to Fleur's early in the day, and with a day off from work, she was enjoying some time to herself.
At least, she had hoped to enjoy some quiet time. All day long she had heard coughing, hacking and sneezing coming up from Cormac's flat. He was obviously unwell, and it suddenly occured to her that he must have caught a bug in the river after rescuing Liam and Ben.
She suspected he probably had no potions - or he was taking the wrong ones. Men were hopeless at knowing how to treat colds. Being the mother of a 4 year old taught her a few things about real herbal remedies. She had a spare potion on hand for Liam, and she decided to head on down and give him a chance to get better. Besides, he might appreciate the company as well.
She crept downstairs, knocking gently on his door, watching as it creaked open. She started to worry when she couldn't hear anything. Perhaps he's asleep. I'll just leave the potion here on the counter...
Just then she heard soft groans coming from Cormac's bedroom. He must be really ill, she thought, concerned by the sounds.
But as she opened the door to Cormac's bedroom, the last thing she expected to see was Colin - in bed with Cormac - straddling him as they kissed - Cormac's hands firmly grasping Colin's arse through his jeans.
"Oh," she said aloud, a smirk on her face and her eyebrow raised. "I see Colin's already beaten me to it." She was a little stunned, but not shocked to see the sight.
She remembered seeing Cormac giving Colin a kiss on the Quidditch pitch, and remembering a faint blush when she mentioned Cormac's name in front of Colin. But seeing them like this was quite... enticing.
She saw the look of mortification on Colin's face, but she continued to smirk. "Oh, don't mind me, you should, er, just carry on. It seems you've got the situation well in hand, Colin."
Colin was just starting to enjoy the feeling of straddling Cormac, his hips rocking gently against him. Gods Cormac felt so good. As they kissed Colin could taste the lingering flavor of the soup and something entirely Cormac on the other man's tongue.
And then he heard the bedroom door creak open, and there was an all to familiar voice.
Oh gods, it was Romilda... and he was straddling Cormac, and oh it was too much.
If he hadn't been red already he certainly would have been now.
Cormac looked over Colin's shoulder at Romilda. Fuck. But she didn't seem...mad. He blinked in confusion. Why wasn't she screaming? "Er...hi," he said, not knowing what else to say.
He rolled Colin off him, but kept him close, not wanting the other man to flee, but wanting to find out what Romilda would do. "Colin and I were just..." about to have hot monkey sex "well, you know what we were about to do."
He looked over at Colin, and again found his blushes to be...adorable. "Colin was showing me pictures of the other day, and had made me soup, so I was thanking him."
Romilda couldn't help her grin at Colin's discomfort, and Cormac's... well, Cormac's obviousness.
At school, Romilda had often noticed Colin had an eye for the boys, but had never called him on it. She could tell by the beet red face, that he was ready to pack it all in and leave. She couldn't let him do that. He would never talk to her again, and Cormac probably wouldn't either, judging from the erection that was obvious under the sheet.
Romilda had always been a bit of a voyeur, although she never got much of an opportunity to partake of it. Cormac and Colin looked perfect together, and she felt her heart racing at the thought of watching them.
She directed her words to Colin. "You certainly have great taste in guys, Colin. He, er, well, Cormac's quite appreciative when you help him out, you know. You should let him get on with thanking you."
"Oh Colin, stop blushing -- I'm not exactly a vestal virgin any more," she tried to put Colin at ease. She saw the fleeting flash of interest in Cormac's eye. "I have seen a cock or two in my time, and I'm pretty sure Cormac is going to be terribly upset if you don't finish what you started."
"You wouldn't want me to have to finish the job, would you?" she gave an innocent smirk. "Not that I'd mind in the least."
"You know," she murmured as she came over and sat on the edge of the bed, "I do think Cormac likes to see you blush."
Colin wasn't sure he'd be able to handle much more of this. He already had a hard enough time when it was just him and Cormac, and now there was going to be someone else involved? And not just anyone else, Romilda Vane ... could he really keep going with her in the room?
He looked back and forth between Romilda and Cormac, He didn't want to stop. Kissing Cormac had felt so good, so right, there was just that tiny voice that kept shouting at him to run away now.
And the way Romilda was talking, he'd never heard her talk like that before. It's not as though the information surprised him, but to hear her be so blunt about it was not something that generally happened.
Colin was all ready to pack it in when she said that she would finish Cormac for him if he left. Now Colin had laid no claim to Cormac yet, but the thought of Romilda finishing what he had started was too much. He had to be involved now. And he felt a new resolve come over him.
His cheeks were still bright red, but now he moved to straddle Cormac's lap once more. Leaning down to capture his lips once more, this time pushing his tongue between Cormac's lips to taste him again.
She saw a sudden hint of possessiveness in Colin's eyes as she mentioned that she would take over the seduction if he planned on leaving.
"Mmm," she moaned, half in satisfaction, half in approval as she watched Colin kiss hungrily. She unconsciously moved in closer, sitting close beside them now, her own knee touching Colin's.
"Tweak his nipples, just a bit," she suggested in a half whisper, watching as Colin gave Cormac's left nipple a twist. Cormac groaned and ground harder against Colin.
"I think he likes, that. You just keep grinding back, and treat his tongue like it were a cock - you have sucked a cock before, haven't you, Colin?"
Colin found himself following her suggestions without even thinking. He didn't have time to feel embarrassed or wonder if Cormac would even like what he was doing. His hands moved easily and without their usual self conscious motions.
Perhaps that had been his problem before, he thought too much.
All he knew now was that this felt bloody fantastic. He groaned into Cormac's mouth as his hips continued to grind against him, rocking back and forth in slow thrusting motions.
And then Colin felt himself nodding to Romilda's question. Had he been thinking he would never have answered that, at least not without stammering and blushing like an idiot. But now all he could do was wrap his lips around Cormac's tongue and suck, while his tongue teased and tasted him.
There was something of a tiger hiding inside Colin, and seeing it now made her smile, and she let out her own little growl of pleasure. He was willing to be directed, and Romilda was certainly qualified to teach him the best way to pleasure a man.
Romilda guided Colin's hands to the sheet, and then to the waistband of Cormac's underpants. She quickly helped him to rip off the offending article and guided Colin's hand. She helped him start a firm stroking motion up and down Cormac's shaft, letting him take over. But not before quickly brushing her thumbnail over the tip of his shaft.
"He tastes wonderful, Colin, trust me. He likes you to tease the tip with your tongue," she whispered in Colin's ear as he came down to take the head of Cormac's cock into his mouth. His hand practically slapped Romilda's away and she laughed. She offered a little solace to Colin, palming the front of his jeans as she unbuttoned them for him.
Cormac moaned as Colin's mouth engulfed his cock. The sight sent a shudder down Romilda's spine, as one of Cormac's hands moved to the back of Colin's head, and the other squeezed her breast.
Her own breath hitched at the feeling as she arched into the touch, moving down and wrapping her own lips around one of Cormac's nipples.
Cormac was not at all used to this sort of reaction from previous lovers. When this situation had happened in the past (all too often, to his shame) there was usually yelling and crying and hexing of important body parts.
He'd never had anyone, male or female, react as Romilda and Colin had. Never.
Cormac was tempted to stop and ask why, but then Colin's lips were wrapping around his cock, and Romilda was licking his nipple, and her breasts were right there and Colin's hair was so soft against his stomach, that he couldn't bring himself to ask all the questions that were circulating in his head.
He reached under Romilda's shirt and stroked her breast stroking until the nipple peaked under his hand, and buried one hand in Colin's hair, guiding the action of his mouth best he could. He wanted to thrust up roughly, fuck Colin's mouth, but knew as soon as he did, it would be over, and he wanted to draw this out as long as possible.
Just in case it never happened again.
He let go of Colin's hair, and ripped Romilda's shirt off, leaving her pert breasts bare to his gaze.
"Perfect," he groaned, not knowing if he meant Romilda's perfect breasts, Colin's expert sucking, both, neither, everything.
Romilda arched into the touch as Cormac ripped off her blouse. Her skirt was hitched up around her thighs and her knickers were thoroughly wet as Cormac moaned his delight at their combined ministrations.
She pulled Colin's head away, sensing Cormac was almost ready to come. It was far too soon for that. "I think that's enough for now, Colin. I'm pretty sure he liked that... perhaps he liked it a little too much."
She watched the look of disappointment on Cormac's face as Colin's swollen lips disengaged. Yes, that hunger was still in his eyes. "You know what I think, I think he suspects that this was all going to be just... a little too easy. But you're not easy, are you Colin?"
Colin had so much potential - Romilda had never suspected her old friend could be so sexually responsive, and the thought that he was just as eager to please in the sack as he was in the real world, made her laugh. It helped that he was quite fit... the contrast between Colin and Cormac was obvious, but they looked fantastic together.
But she knew that he still needed a little more encouragement to come out of his shell. Colin was slowly getting out of his jeans, his legs shaking at the sheer effort needed. Romilda ran a hand down Cormac's chest - tickling his ribs and rubbing her breasts up against his side, not realising she was unconsciously humping his leg. She didn't care that her knickers were soaked - she had other things to orchestrate.
"I think he enjoyed your tongue on his cock - he's so responsive, isn't he?" she purred as Colin's gaze never left Cormac's.
Colin seemed to be waiting for her next suggestion and she grinned. Her hand trailed down to play with Cormac's balls, easing away the immediate tension.
She saw Cormac was confused and torn between her and Colin. A tough decision, but hopefully soon it wouldn't matter. There was plenty of fucking and sucking and licking yet to come. "Shh, you just let us look after you, you've been a sick boy," she murmured to him, kissing him in the process.
"You know, I think he enjoyed your tongue so much, Colin, that he's begging for you to lick him again..." she watched as Colin's tongue licked at his lips, liking the idea.
"I think Cormac'd like to feel your tongue in... other places, hmmm?" she whispered to Colin, hoping he would take her hint. She knew he had when she saw his cock twitch at the thought and he let out a deep gasp of surprise.
"You know, I envy you Colin. How I wish I had a cock to fuck him with... Best I'd ever be able to do is fuck him with my tongue, but I think he'd rather feel yours... what do you think?"
This whole not being in control thing was another new experience tonight. It'd been...a very long time since he'd let someone else take the lead in sex games, and he found that while he wasn't one hundred percent comfortable with it, he trusted Romilda and Colin to...not hurt him.
He spread his legs wider, wondering what it felt like to have someone rim him. He'd performed that action on others before, of course, but no one had ever done that to him.
He gasped at the first swipe of Colin's tongue, suprised at how nice it felt. As Colin's tongue tentatively licked across his anus, Cormac reached under Romilda's skirt, and brushed his fingers against Romilda's satin covered pussy. She was wet to the touch and Cormac wondered if he could get her to move around so she would be kneeling over his face, without moving his body and causing Colin to stop the wonderful action of his mouth.
Colin wasn't sure what had come over him. He had never been this forward with anyone before. But suddenly with the encouragement of Romilda he was doing things he'd only thought about up till now.
It had felt so good to suck Cormac's cock, and he almost pouted when romilda pulled him back. He just didn't seem to be able to act out on all the desires he had deep inside of him, at least not until he heard them first from Romilda.
Gods, how could he be taking instructions from Romilda about this ... no he couldn't think about that right now. Couldn't think about anything at all. He continued to hold Cormac's gaze, it was the only thing keeping him from running away.
Colin knelt between Cormac's thighs leaning forward slightly as he swiped his tongue gently over his anus. His tongue pushed and probed slowly, and he groaned softly as he pushed inside Cormac slightly.
Romilda gasped at the first touch of Cormac's hand on her wet pussy. She pushed her hand into his palm rubbing against him and groaning softly. Colin was doing a fine job, and Romilda could see that as he licked Cormac's hole, his other hand was working his own cock.
Seeing Cormac's tongue begging and with a flick of his finger against her clit, she knew just what he wanted.
She straddled his face as he tore at her knickers ripping them completely and frantically whisking her skirt off over her head. She grasped the bedhead as she lowered herself onto his tongue as he licked at her folds - teasing them and fucking her slowly with his tongue.
She arched back, crying with pleasure as she slowly ground her cunt over his face, feeling his rough stubble against her lips and thighs. His hands came up and grasped at her arse kneading her flesh hard.
She couldn't see what Colin was doing any more, but judging from the odd moans coming from Cormac, he was doing a stellar job of fucking Cormac with his tongue. The boy was a quick learner.
She threw her head back, knowing it wouldn't be long before she would reach her pleasure as he suckled at her clit like it were a nipple.
"Fuck," she cried as she came, and Cormac lapped at her flowing juices.
Colin groaned deeply as he continued pushing his tongue slowly in and out. He nuzzled Cormac's balls just enjoying the moans and whimpers he could illicit from him.
He arched his hips as he fisted his own throbbing cock. Gods it was all too much. He had never done anything like this before and it was all so overwhelming.
He looked up for a moment to see Romilda tossing her head back as she came with a cry while she straddled Cormac's face.
It was strange seeing his friend here like this, he wasn't used to seeing her as a sexual being, and yet here she was giving him instructions.
But he pushed those thoughts out of his mind for the time being as he moaned against Cormac. His grip tightening on his cock.
Cormac slowly licked along Romilda's cunt, lapping up her juices and running his teeth gently over her clit. When he felt the spasms along her pussy slow, he gently moved her to the side, and blindly reached down and pulled Colin up.
"I too close," he managed to say. "And I don't want to end this just yet."
He knelt on the bed and drew both of his partners close. "You two look...beautiful, like this." He kissed Colin deeply, sharing what was left of Romilda's taste. "I want to watch you two together. Will you let me?"
Romilda smirked. Cormac had finally come to his senses, and she was up for anything. She raised a questioning eyebrow at Colin.
"The poor boy isn't well, and he wants a show," she added emphasis by trailing a finger down through the pale hair on Colin's chest and flicking the tip of his cock with her finger. She could see the haze of lust in Colin's eye and right then knew he would do anything for Cormac - even fuck her because he asked.
"Cormac wants to see you fuck me, he wants to get off on that. Who are you to deny him?" She pulled his chin up and kissed Colin deeply, tasting herself on his lips as she straddled Colin.
"Don't think... just feel," she whispered gently across his ear as she lowered herself onto Colin's cock, and hearing Cormac groan over to the side as she grasped Colin's hands.
Nuzzling in Colin's neck, she brushed her nipples against Colin's, and started a slow but sure rhythm, making sure Cormac got full view of every thrust.
At least, she had hoped to enjoy some quiet time. All day long she had heard coughing, hacking and sneezing coming up from Cormac's flat. He was obviously unwell, and it suddenly occured to her that he must have caught a bug in the river after rescuing Liam and Ben.
She suspected he probably had no potions - or he was taking the wrong ones. Men were hopeless at knowing how to treat colds. Being the mother of a 4 year old taught her a few things about real herbal remedies. She had a spare potion on hand for Liam, and she decided to head on down and give him a chance to get better. Besides, he might appreciate the company as well.
She crept downstairs, knocking gently on his door, watching as it creaked open. She started to worry when she couldn't hear anything. Perhaps he's asleep. I'll just leave the potion here on the counter...
Just then she heard soft groans coming from Cormac's bedroom. He must be really ill, she thought, concerned by the sounds.
But as she opened the door to Cormac's bedroom, the last thing she expected to see was Colin - in bed with Cormac - straddling him as they kissed - Cormac's hands firmly grasping Colin's arse through his jeans.
"Oh," she said aloud, a smirk on her face and her eyebrow raised. "I see Colin's already beaten me to it." She was a little stunned, but not shocked to see the sight.
She remembered seeing Cormac giving Colin a kiss on the Quidditch pitch, and remembering a faint blush when she mentioned Cormac's name in front of Colin. But seeing them like this was quite... enticing.
She saw the look of mortification on Colin's face, but she continued to smirk. "Oh, don't mind me, you should, er, just carry on. It seems you've got the situation well in hand, Colin."
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And then he heard the bedroom door creak open, and there was an all to familiar voice.
Oh gods, it was Romilda... and he was straddling Cormac, and oh it was too much.
If he hadn't been red already he certainly would have been now.
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He rolled Colin off him, but kept him close, not wanting the other man to flee, but wanting to find out what Romilda would do. "Colin and I were just..." about to have hot monkey sex "well, you know what we were about to do."
He looked over at Colin, and again found his blushes to be...adorable. "Colin was showing me pictures of the other day, and had made me soup, so I was thanking him."
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At school, Romilda had often noticed Colin had an eye for the boys, but had never called him on it. She could tell by the beet red face, that he was ready to pack it all in and leave. She couldn't let him do that. He would never talk to her again, and Cormac probably wouldn't either, judging from the erection that was obvious under the sheet.
Romilda had always been a bit of a voyeur, although she never got much of an opportunity to partake of it. Cormac and Colin looked perfect together, and she felt her heart racing at the thought of watching them.
She directed her words to Colin. "You certainly have great taste in guys, Colin. He, er, well, Cormac's quite appreciative when you help him out, you know. You should let him get on with thanking you."
"Oh Colin, stop blushing -- I'm not exactly a vestal virgin any more," she tried to put Colin at ease. She saw the fleeting flash of interest in Cormac's eye. "I have seen a cock or two in my time, and I'm pretty sure Cormac is going to be terribly upset if you don't finish what you started."
"You wouldn't want me to have to finish the job, would you?" she gave an innocent smirk. "Not that I'd mind in the least."
"You know," she murmured as she came over and sat on the edge of the bed, "I do think Cormac likes to see you blush."
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He looked back and forth between Romilda and Cormac, He didn't want to stop. Kissing Cormac had felt so good, so right, there was just that tiny voice that kept shouting at him to run away now.
And the way Romilda was talking, he'd never heard her talk like that before. It's not as though the information surprised him, but to hear her be so blunt about it was not something that generally happened.
Colin was all ready to pack it in when she said that she would finish Cormac for him if he left. Now Colin had laid no claim to Cormac yet, but the thought of Romilda finishing what he had started was too much. He had to be involved now. And he felt a new resolve come over him.
His cheeks were still bright red, but now he moved to straddle Cormac's lap once more. Leaning down to capture his lips once more, this time pushing his tongue between Cormac's lips to taste him again.
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"Mmm," she moaned, half in satisfaction, half in approval as she watched Colin kiss hungrily. She unconsciously moved in closer, sitting close beside them now, her own knee touching Colin's.
"Tweak his nipples, just a bit," she suggested in a half whisper, watching as Colin gave Cormac's left nipple a twist. Cormac groaned and ground harder against Colin.
"I think he likes, that. You just keep grinding back, and treat his tongue like it were a cock - you have sucked a cock before, haven't you, Colin?"
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Perhaps that had been his problem before, he thought too much.
All he knew now was that this felt bloody fantastic. He groaned into Cormac's mouth as his hips continued to grind against him, rocking back and forth in slow thrusting motions.
And then Colin felt himself nodding to Romilda's question. Had he been thinking he would never have answered that, at least not without stammering and blushing like an idiot. But now all he could do was wrap his lips around Cormac's tongue and suck, while his tongue teased and tasted him.
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Romilda guided Colin's hands to the sheet, and then to the waistband of Cormac's underpants. She quickly helped him to rip off the offending article and guided Colin's hand. She helped him start a firm stroking motion up and down Cormac's shaft, letting him take over. But not before quickly brushing her thumbnail over the tip of his shaft.
"He tastes wonderful, Colin, trust me. He likes you to tease the tip with your tongue," she whispered in Colin's ear as he came down to take the head of Cormac's cock into his mouth. His hand practically slapped Romilda's away and she laughed. She offered a little solace to Colin, palming the front of his jeans as she unbuttoned them for him.
Cormac moaned as Colin's mouth engulfed his cock. The sight sent a shudder down Romilda's spine, as one of Cormac's hands moved to the back of Colin's head, and the other squeezed her breast.
Her own breath hitched at the feeling as she arched into the touch, moving down and wrapping her own lips around one of Cormac's nipples.
Yes, he tasted just perfect.
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He'd never had anyone, male or female, react as Romilda and Colin had. Never.
Cormac was tempted to stop and ask why, but then Colin's lips were wrapping around his cock, and Romilda was licking his nipple, and her breasts were right there and Colin's hair was so soft against his stomach, that he couldn't bring himself to ask all the questions that were circulating in his head.
He reached under Romilda's shirt and stroked her breast stroking until the nipple peaked under his hand, and buried one hand in Colin's hair, guiding the action of his mouth best he could. He wanted to thrust up roughly, fuck Colin's mouth, but knew as soon as he did, it would be over, and he wanted to draw this out as long as possible.
Just in case it never happened again.
He let go of Colin's hair, and ripped Romilda's shirt off, leaving her pert breasts bare to his gaze.
"Perfect," he groaned, not knowing if he meant Romilda's perfect breasts, Colin's expert sucking, both, neither, everything.
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She pulled Colin's head away, sensing Cormac was almost ready to come. It was far too soon for that. "I think that's enough for now, Colin. I'm pretty sure he liked that... perhaps he liked it a little too much."
She watched the look of disappointment on Cormac's face as Colin's swollen lips disengaged. Yes, that hunger was still in his eyes. "You know what I think, I think he suspects that this was all going to be just... a little too easy. But you're not easy, are you Colin?"
Colin had so much potential - Romilda had never suspected her old friend could be so sexually responsive, and the thought that he was just as eager to please in the sack as he was in the real world, made her laugh. It helped that he was quite fit... the contrast between Colin and Cormac was obvious, but they looked fantastic together.
But she knew that he still needed a little more encouragement to come out of his shell. Colin was slowly getting out of his jeans, his legs shaking at the sheer effort needed. Romilda ran a hand down Cormac's chest - tickling his ribs and rubbing her breasts up against his side, not realising she was unconsciously humping his leg. She didn't care that her knickers were soaked - she had other things to orchestrate.
"I think he enjoyed your tongue on his cock - he's so responsive, isn't he?" she purred as Colin's gaze never left Cormac's.
Colin seemed to be waiting for her next suggestion and she grinned. Her hand trailed down to play with Cormac's balls, easing away the immediate tension.
She saw Cormac was confused and torn between her and Colin. A tough decision, but hopefully soon it wouldn't matter. There was plenty of fucking and sucking and licking yet to come. "Shh, you just let us look after you, you've been a sick boy," she murmured to him, kissing him in the process.
"You know, I think he enjoyed your tongue so much, Colin, that he's begging for you to lick him again..." she watched as Colin's tongue licked at his lips, liking the idea.
"I think Cormac'd like to feel your tongue in... other places, hmmm?" she whispered to Colin, hoping he would take her hint. She knew he had when she saw his cock twitch at the thought and he let out a deep gasp of surprise.
"You know, I envy you Colin. How I wish I had a cock to fuck him with... Best I'd ever be able to do is fuck him with my tongue, but I think he'd rather feel yours... what do you think?"
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He spread his legs wider, wondering what it felt like to have someone rim him. He'd performed that action on others before, of course, but no one had ever done that to him.
He gasped at the first swipe of Colin's tongue, suprised at how nice it felt. As Colin's tongue tentatively licked across his anus, Cormac reached under Romilda's skirt, and brushed his fingers against Romilda's satin covered pussy. She was wet to the touch and Cormac wondered if he could get her to move around so she would be kneeling over his face, without moving his body and causing Colin to stop the wonderful action of his mouth.
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It had felt so good to suck Cormac's cock, and he almost pouted when romilda pulled him back. He just didn't seem to be able to act out on all the desires he had deep inside of him, at least not until he heard them first from Romilda.
Gods, how could he be taking instructions from Romilda about this ... no he couldn't think about that right now. Couldn't think about anything at all. He continued to hold Cormac's gaze, it was the only thing keeping him from running away.
Colin knelt between Cormac's thighs leaning forward slightly as he swiped his tongue gently over his anus. His tongue pushed and probed slowly, and he groaned softly as he pushed inside Cormac slightly.
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Seeing Cormac's tongue begging and with a flick of his finger against her clit, she knew just what he wanted.
She straddled his face as he tore at her knickers ripping them completely and frantically whisking her skirt off over her head. She grasped the bedhead as she lowered herself onto his tongue as he licked at her folds - teasing them and fucking her slowly with his tongue.
She arched back, crying with pleasure as she slowly ground her cunt over his face, feeling his rough stubble against her lips and thighs. His hands came up and grasped at her arse kneading her flesh hard.
She couldn't see what Colin was doing any more, but judging from the odd moans coming from Cormac, he was doing a stellar job of fucking Cormac with his tongue. The boy was a quick learner.
She threw her head back, knowing it wouldn't be long before she would reach her pleasure as he suckled at her clit like it were a nipple.
"Fuck," she cried as she came, and Cormac lapped at her flowing juices.
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He arched his hips as he fisted his own throbbing cock. Gods it was all too much. He had never done anything like this before and it was all so overwhelming.
He looked up for a moment to see Romilda tossing her head back as she came with a cry while she straddled Cormac's face.
It was strange seeing his friend here like this, he wasn't used to seeing her as a sexual being, and yet here she was giving him instructions.
But he pushed those thoughts out of his mind for the time being as he moaned against Cormac. His grip tightening on his cock.
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"I too close," he managed to say. "And I don't want to end this just yet."
He knelt on the bed and drew both of his partners close. "You two look...beautiful, like this." He kissed Colin deeply, sharing what was left of Romilda's taste. "I want to watch you two together. Will you let me?"
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"The poor boy isn't well, and he wants a show," she added emphasis by trailing a finger down through the pale hair on Colin's chest and flicking the tip of his cock with her finger. She could see the haze of lust in Colin's eye and right then knew he would do anything for Cormac - even fuck her because he asked.
"Cormac wants to see you fuck me, he wants to get off on that. Who are you to deny him?" She pulled his chin up and kissed Colin deeply, tasting herself on his lips as she straddled Colin.
"Don't think... just feel," she whispered gently across his ear as she lowered herself onto Colin's cock, and hearing Cormac groan over to the side as she grasped Colin's hands.
Nuzzling in Colin's neck, she brushed her nipples against Colin's, and started a slow but sure rhythm, making sure Cormac got full view of every thrust.
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