Stuck on You Ch. 05 Pt. 02

One thing was certain: Florence could open a restaurant and it would be a Michelin five-star.

The culinary skills she put on display this evening were above and beyond what you thought one person could do and she looked like a million dollars while serving amazing dishes left and right. She insisted the two of you retire to the verandah while she prepared dessert.

Ana led you by the hand and you admired her exquisite beauty stuffed into a skintight, strapless black dress. You were guided to a couch and she slid in, kicking a leg out of the slit and draping her stiletto over your lap. With a sip of red wine, she smiled towards the horizon and blinked towards you.

"I want her."

You smiled and tipped your drink. "Don't we all?"

"She has been teasing me and hinting at us staying after dinner."

"It's hard not to tease you."

"She's absolutely wonderful," she said with another sip. "And she's highly interested in you, mi amor."

You caressed her inner thigh and grabbed a strong hold on it. "You must have talked me up pretty good."

"Everything I said was the truth with very few embellishments, baby," she smiled, caressing your cheek. "Though, she's extremely envious. I may have talked too much."

"I suppose to thank her for her hospitality, you could share the wealth."

Ana lightly tugged your ear lobe. "Am I ready to share my future husband?"

"I'm willing to share you with Flo," you told her. "She's one of a kind."

"Sí. You have great taste in women," she said, lingering her touch on your neck. "Have you been in a threesome?"

"Nah."

"Me either, mi amor. Would you like to be?"

"I think I could be persuaded."

"Are we moving this way too fast? I don't even want to hang out with her, I just want tohave her."

"It's been made clear from her advances during dinner that--hey, I'm all in."

Ana leaned in, quickly snapping your nose with a gentle bite. "Of course you are. Look at what you're about to get."

You took her soft hand and placed a kiss along her knuckles. "So, lead the way and let's get it. We have a flight to catch soon."

"Sí, papi."

***

"Hey, you two! Still a rainy mess out there?"

"Oh sí, sí," Ana said, carefully setting her glass and swiftly moving in.

Ana grazed Florence's hips with curious fingers, leaning her weight on the woman. Florence carefully laid down the knife and gently sighed at the small pecks on her neck.

"Ana, sweetheart," she whispered, "is he okay with this?"

Pressing into the tight red dress jam-packed with English ass, Ana moseyed up to her ear and nibbled on it.

"He knows I love cake too much, mami. He lets me have what I want."

Florence shivered from neck to spine and down her arms and legs. She braced herself on the countertop and shimmied her thighs together; the wetness had saturated her thin thong and now it was just juicy.

You stood there quietly, letting your wife-to-be seduce the young blonde with the most sensual touches and the voice of a goddess. Your dick hurt. Bad. Florence and her droopy eyelids caught a glimpse of the monstrosity of a bulge in your dress slacks and her mouth dropped a little with the realization.

"You both came to play," she said, reaching back to stroke Ana's hair.

"Y hacer el amor a ti, cielo..."

Florence let out a quick laugh and bit her lip. "My Spanish is so bad, honey."

"We're going to make love to you," you piped up, leaning on the island.

"Oh, so I'm like a couple's present, then?"

"No one here is surprised at this," you said.

"I am absolutely dumbfounded at the situation," she laughed, latching to your belt buckle before grabbing a big handful. "Ana told me you were keeping her happy. Can'timagine how."

"I'm funny."

She grinned, tugging on the bulge. "Yeah, we'll see--you going to make me laugh?"

"So much you'll have trouble walking."

She gasped and grabbed your huge meat through your pants with an iron grip. "Guess you're already doing stand-up..."

"Sometimes they laugh and sometimes they cry."

"Will I cry?" she whispered, rocking her arm and jerking on you.

"Maybe."

"Why?"

"Some crowds are hard to get through." You stepped in closer and yanked on the belt buckle.

"What's the trick?" she said with a smile.

"Build up. Buttering them up. It's all about the setup." You undid the button, dropped the zipper and revealed your tight black briefs, silky and taxed. "Make them loosen up."

Ana took Florence by the hand and repositioned on your jutting mass. Both women took to massaging it and there was plenty to go around.

"And then you just slide right in like you own the place," she said with a big sigh, the thought overwhelming her.

"You got it."

Ana nibbled her shoulder. "He's also a ven--ventriloquist? Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Oh yeah?" Florence reached for her big glass of red wine and tipped back before realizing and putting it right back with a spew. Both of you laughed.

"I have two fucking comedians here," she said with a light cough.

"Sí, baby," Ana told her with a thick squelch on her neck. "Mami and Papi are here to make you laugh until you can't breathe..."

"Didn't take long, honey. Jesus."

The sigh was long and palpable with you and Ana seizing the moment and slipping her between you both. Quickly, you were putting indents into her silky smooth neck, taking her hard with your hands. Tilted back, you put your lips to her and tasted the body butter. Delicious. You expected nothing less from a dime and couldn't help but trace the diamond filled choker with your tongue. Young. Stylish. Ready to get manhandled.

Your nose bumped Ana's and she pecked at you before planting kisses up Florence's ear, carefully navigating her numerous piercings. The blonde grabbed at the counter top and struggled, eyes rolling up and mouth dropping down.

"Bloody hell," she whispered.

You cut off her next word, plunging your tongue and taking control. Both hands sprawled out and clasping her skull, she fell limp and let you take it. Smooches turned to deep insertions followed up by soft pecks and bit lips. Ana descended, dark maroon puckered on bubbly cheeks and leaving her mark until she was sandwiched in buns and inhaling the woman's scent. The wet thong was peeled aside and she was all in, laying thick kisses into Florence's tight butthole.

"Oh, wow..."

You cut her off again by yanking her ponytail back and popping your cufflinks. You stared her down and tossed the jacket, buttons flying as she tore at your shirt. Ruby red nails dragged your pecs, followed by smooches.

"I didn't realize this would go off the rails so quickly," she mumbled, latching onto a nipple and suckling.

You grinned and leaned back for her. "It hasn't."

Ana smiled and you winked. Florence flinched at the sudden tug of her hair.

"Ven acá, mami"--She latched on to Flo--"dame tu mano."

They found the hem and lifted, pulling your impressive package up and letting it fall. The girls pulled it away from your waist and unfurled it all to the open. Flo had the look of lust and utter despair and you flexed it for her, holding it big and strong as she took hold.

"Told you I'd bring dessert," Ana quipped, nibbling the woman's ear.

Flo's knee buckled and she bit her lip. "Thought you meant like a cheesecake or a plate of cookies..."

Ana fondled your heavy sack, dabbling kisses to Flo's neck. "You knew what the fuck I meant."

She clamped around the woman's shoulders and pushed down, knees finally giving out. Flo looked up to the monster and you just draped the entirety of it on her beautiful face. No qualms. No hesitation. Ana ran her nails down the veiny beast causing it to flinch and you couldn't help but grab it and drop it again with a thwack.

"Chupar su polla, baby," Ana said, tightening her knuckles around the blond tail.

Flo was tugged, the fattened purple mushroom dribbling a line down her nose. Flo didn't respond, likely in a lustful pause and Ana snapped her head again.

"I said suck his cock."

Ana let her have another jolt backwards for good measure, the head smearing liquid all over her cherry red lips.

"Open your mouth." Ana tightened. "Open it..."

Flo did as she was told and you felt the hot breath travel down to your nuts. The biggest slurp sent you to the roof of her mouth and surrounded by those red beauties. You thought she might hesitate with Ana's stern direction, but quite the opposite. Flo was eager. Very eager.

"She aims to please," you said, placing a hand on her head. You wanted to rub her tonsils, but she struggled to get anymore in. "C'mon, baby, get down to the balls."

"A las bolas, puta," Ana whispered, slowly pushing her towards your groin. Flo's head shook, air seeping from her lungs. Froth burst from the sealed seams and Ana let go. Flo slurped on the bubbles all the way down to the head, spit dripping onto her silky dress.

"That's big," she mumbled, carefully swiping tears away.

"Sí. Do it again."

Your dick started to disappear, cuddled in warmth, until you hit a fleshy wall. The lipstick moved just a tad. She looked slightly silly with so much dick hanging out of her mouth, but oh, she had you harder than the countertop you were leaning on. You couldn't help it and gently pumped your hips, eager to see that cherry red line move inward.

"Even more beautiful with cock in your mouth."

"Sí, lo acepto. Yo también."

"Yeah, you do, too, huh," you said, blowing a kiss to Ana.

Ana pulled her up by the tail, Flo wincing and climbing back to her heels. You realized then and there that Flo was completely submissive and loving it; your fiancée was a dominating bitch and you were loving that, also. How could that much hotness be packed in such a small body?

"Conozco un agujero en el que encajará," Ana said, drawing back and clapping Flo's ass. The sudden bang scared her into a shiver.

"I don't know what you just said, but I agree," Flo said, wrapping fingers around your dick.

Ana laughed and jerked on more silky blonde strands.

"Ven aquí, zorra."

Flo put her arms around and let the Cuban warmth wash over her. She was lost in green eyes, lips brushing together before a smooch squelched out. Ana latched onto the bottom lip, staring her down and growling under her breath.

"You're so bloody pretty..."

Ana took her in again, pecking big kisses and mixing maroon and cherry. "Sí y tú también," Ana whispered. "A cute pair for our man over there."

"Is he going to fuck my brains out?"

Ana chuckled, clasping Flo's thick cheeks in both hands. "Sí. Are you ready?"

Flo tried to focus on you, but Ana wouldn't let her stare for long. "Kind of scared, to be honest."

"Of what?" you piped up.

"How did you handle such a big cock, Ana?"

She peeled away, taking Flo by the hand and heading off down the hallway. "Soy una natural que sabe lo que quiere."

Flo turned, desperate for your immediate translation. You just followed in tandem, closing the door to her master bedroom. Ana yanked the zipper on Flo's back and you were there to press against and suckle hard on her neck.

"Romance, mi amor," Ana popped off, peeling drawers open for a lighter. She found one and lit up the few candles on the night stands. Her phone was swiped through until a slow jazz came through and she tossed it.

"This girl fucks," Flo said before you took her by the neck. Head pulled back, her eyelids fluttered and she became putty in your hands. "Hi, Daddy," she whispered, ass pushing into your monstrous bulge; a lot of ass it was, too. Flo had been developing a giant vanilla cake since joining Marvel and their strenuous workout program. It was squats, squats, squats.

You didn't say a word, plugging her mouth with your tongue. Ana tossed three bottles of lube to the bed and pointed for you to look at.

"Strawberry, baby?"

Flo looked down. "How'd you know where those were?"

Ana grabbed the bottle of cotton candy. "We all keep these close to the bed, carino"--she grabbed the third--"mango sounds very nice."

She popped the cap, smiling at the scent before shoving between Flo and the bed. She tossed the bottle and brought the blonde into her cleavage. She slipped out a titty, perky and bouncy, just for Flo to slurp in the fattened, hard nip. You slid yourself out to the open and beat it on Flo's big ass cheeks, spilling globs all over before it ended up in her buns and trapped in her thong.

"Papi, dáselo a ella," Ana said with a smile.

The head was pushed down, heat guiding it. Wetness lathered it and you shoved, spreading her walls and her lungs. Flo's gasp was muffled in boobs as you sunk up into her body. You wrestled her hips back until she was on her tip toes and your fat fuckin plums were kissing on her thighs. That sweet pussy was taxed, clinching down in defeat but only pulling you in further. You clamped onto her shoulders and held it there to let her writhe on it.

"Guess we didn't need the mango," you said, glancing at Ana.

"Mango was for me."

She shimmied out of her dress and laid back, revealing her hot Cuban body to Florence before popping the mango cap and pouring it down her sternum, abs and finally across her naked lips. She reached up and snatched Flo by the ponytail, forcing her mouth into the lube. The blonde was dragged down Ana's delicious body until she was face first in balmy pussy. Ana curled around the back of her skull and with a squish, her nose, lips and cheeks were stuck in it.

Ana tossed up her heels to Flo's back and sighed at the tongue that made love to her. You were off in space thinking about math equations, Alexandra, clients for work and an assortment of other thoughts to keep you from unloading it all. Flo's death grip tugged on it, desperately wanting you deeper despite the uncomfortable fullness in her guts.

No one had discussed birth control, condoms or anything of the like. It was your mission to not accidentally knock up Florence during a massive spike in her career, but the sudden thought of impregnating her and imagining her with that belly almost sabotaged your already weakened defense.

That's when you grabbed it from her juicy hug and clapped it on her cheeks with a sigh, nearly busting a giant nut.

"Shit..."

Ana flung her hair to one side and smiled. "Can we keep her?"

"I'd love to," you said, pulling Flo out of her dress.

Ana was not disturbed, but relaxed and dreamy with her sultry eyes looking over you. It was her first time seeing you so overwhelmed and with another beautiful woman. She beckoned you with a finger and you crawled up and dangled next to her puffy lips.

"She loves being between a woman's soft thighs," Ana said, kissing your dick and searching for a taste of Florence.

"You two have a lot in common."

"Sí..."

You grabbed your woman by the bangs and nudged the fatty head through the sexy maroon.

"Show her how to suck my dick the right way," you told her.

The further you went, the more her eyelids drooped until they were closed and your heavy balls were straddling her chin and dangling below. Flo sighed deeply, face drenched in Ana's sweet juices. She was enamored by the way you could easily fuck Ana's tiny throat, turning her into a sleeve for your pleasure. Ana was so lost in being stuffed with dick she didn't realize the power she had on Flo's skull, relentlessly grinding her face and quivering in a powerful release. The girl loudly siphoned the Cuban's sweetness until the squirming stopped and her head was released.

You reached out and caught a crawling Flo by the hair, introducing her to your huge plum sack. While she threw the same enthusiasm at them, you splurged from Ana's sloppy grip and it bounced around. Both eager sluts pursed on it, sandwiching you in a barrage of thick smooches.

The gorgeous pair found themselves at the end of the road and came together, melting in each other's arms while dancing tongues onto your leaky, fat head. It took two to make your trunk move around and Flo finally gave it another shot, head twirling and lips slobbering. You went for the back of her head, pulled and sunk inches down her throat. A loud cough pushed you out, but she was hauled back in to inhale that sexy dick, nearly to the root. With one last push, the barrier was busted through and her nose scrunched up into your freshly shaved pubes.

"Good girl..."

She heaved it out to the crown and let out a monster cough that flung froth from tip to balls. Ana jumped in and caught tendrils dangling from your sack, slurping them up and smacking lips. Flo's neck was used as a sheath again, her cheek brushing against Ana, who was all smiles.

"You're loving this, mi amor."

"We can keep her."

Ana laughed and you snatched her by the hair, banging your balls on them while digging into Flo's esophagus. You stretched your meat out as far as you could, flexed it in her chest and tore it out, flinging hot spit all over their pretty faces. You felt like a king with your fat, heavy dick swaying to and fro their lingering gazes.

"Am I doing better?" Flo asked, lips grazing the veins.

"Much better, baby," you told her, running nails through her scalp. "Much. Much better."

Ana rolled out of the bed and waved. "I'll be back, my lovelies."

You motioned to Flo and she was gladly sprawled out on her back, heels pointing to opposite walls. Your hands grazed her inner thighs, clamped her thick muscles and clasped around her ankles. The swinging log slid away from her belly and you found the sweet spot, filling her innards. Flo gasped into a long, delirious moan. You punched her pelvis with your groin, jamming her guts and making her entire body jiggle. Again, you impaled her into a stuttering groan, clapping your saggy balls into her butt. Again, pulverizing her tight pussy with your giant dick. Again, pulling her ankles wide and digging at her cervix.

"Oh, my fuckin'--what thefuck, you bloody big dicked bastard," she sighed into a monster groan.

Ana returned with more wine and leaned against a shaking bed post while you violently plowed a sweaty Flo into a squealing, screaming mess that could have easily been misconstrued as a brutal crime. You were in the zone, hips slamming at their hardest with thuds roaring. Flo's whitened knuckles tore at the sheets and her head slammed side to side. You manhandled her chest, held her down and made her think twice about what type of man she could handle. The thoughts turned to mush and after the long and drawn out beat down to her battered pussy, you wrapped around her neck and tightened.

"Tell me you love it."

Flo's sultry gaze drooped over to Ana and back to you. "I fucking love it..."

"You moving to the US or what?" you blurted out, gently tossing her leg and dislodging from her beaten slit.

"You want me that bad?" she asked, trying to regain her composure.

"You don't even know, mami," Ana piped up, sliding into the bed.

Flo went to turn and you were there to help, delivering a monster smack to her phat ass and making her yelp into a giggle. You mounted those cheeks, strangled your meat in her thong and let it get sucked up into her buns. That was a lot of ass and you eagerly smacked them again and again.

"Love this big ass," you mumbled.

"Sí, papi..."

Ana wrapped an arm around your waist and sipped her wine. "¿La vas a follar en el culo?"

"You know I am."

"Are you two talking about me?" she said, wiggling on your trapped cock.

"I hope you have enough lube, Florence," you said, watching Ana go for the bottles.

"Oh, youwould want to stuff it there..."

You gathered up her messy ponytail and pulled her head back. "You did ask if I was going to fuck your brains out."

Ana popped the strawberry cap and drowned her bum cleavage in a heaping mess. You pushed on her cheeks and squished it all around while prodding her booty hole. The pressure was felt deep in her body and you held it there, slowly but surely loosening up the tunnel entrance.