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Hollywood Babylon update
🕑 Added 2021-12-12 01:00:02 +0000 UTCKaty had never been licked and kissed and caressed so much. And she’d never done so much mouthing, fondling, fucking—tasting and feeling. Katy was nearly insensate when Harlan lifted himself off her, but she felt his absence. She moaned discontentedly, crooning at his loss despite the fact that her nerves had nearly been burnt out.
It felt like she’d been fucked for hours and hours, but now, with Taylor lying on top of Katy, straddling a thick thigh—Harlan mounted her instead, taking Taylor from behind and on top. Her red Wonder Woman panties yanked down under the bubbly pop of her juicy little ass.
The prone-bone position, only with Katy sandwiched below them both as mattress. When Harlan fucked down into Taylor, Katy felt the pump go right through Taylor’s slender body. Taylor pushed a bony thigh between Katy’s legs, rubbing her as she herself was humped. Just because Harlan had taken his cock out of Katy didn’t mean he was done fucking her.
Taylor shook as Harlan’s prick slid from her sex. She felt the throbbing of his angry erection slowly fade with his retreat from her wet pussy, until only the broad purple head remained inside her slit. It stayed there, throbbing and throbbing and throbbing, until Taylor couldn’t take it anymore. She pushed herself flat to Katy’s body and arched her back, thrusting her ass up into the air to be fully impaled on Harlan’s cock once more. Harlan chuckled and smashed her hips down against Katy’s thighs with a smash of skin.
Taylor lay on the top of the other woman, writhing and thrashing with urgent heat. She rubbed and hunched her drenched pussy against Katy’s silky flesh, arching her juicy little ass up into the air to meet every rut of Harlan’s pumping hips. She felt like she was going to cry out at any second, loud enough for the driver to hear, maybe loud enough for him to pull the limo over and see what was going on and pause for even one second this orgy that was giving Taylor such perfect pleasure. She couldn’t allow that.
Trying to restrain her mounting need to express her overwhelming delight at how Harlan’s stiff cock was plowing mercilessly into her, she bit down hard on the soft, pillowy flesh of Katy’s right breast. Taylor was still moaning and writhing and humping Katy’s leg like a bitch in heat, exactly like a bitch in heat. And Harlan was the dog that was making her his bitch.
She made another muffled sound into Katy’s breast, but otherwise tried to hold herself back, relax her body, focus only on taking Harlan’s massive cock. He was in control now, pumping down into her gloriously accepting sheath, and with Katy’s leg right there, Harlan’s pistoning thrusts naturally rubbed Taylor against it, pleasuring her cunt both within and without.
“Suck that tit, Taylor. Thank Katy for letting you rub your clit on her leg. Isn’t she making it so good for you? Doesn’t it feel so much better when your bodies are rubbing together, skin grinding against skin, that perfect breast heaving in your mouth?”
Taylor heard Harlan’s voice in her right ear, but he wasn’t whispering to her. His mouth was at Katy’s left breast. He spoke to her when he wasn’t laying down kisses at its lusciously curving slope.
“Get her off while I get you off. You know you’re too much of a whore just to lie back and think of England. Show Katy how much we appreciate having her share her body with us.”
Taylor obeyed—it was so easy to go along with Harlan when he was making her feel so good—she nipped at Katy’s succulent breast and the nipple pulsed in her mouth. She sucked at it in time with the little beats, distracting and distancing herself from the overwhelming sensation of Harlan’s body hammering down on her slender physique, so it became a haze of pleasure that she lost herself in while she concentrated on satisfying Katy.
“Good,” Harlan purred, his voice filling her head. Now his mouth was at her ear, his hot breath tickling the side of her face. “Good girl. I’ll always make you feel this way when you do as you’re told.”
He reached underneath Taylor, to her sides, his hands squeezing and rolling and stroking over her flanks while his cock seemed to swell even more inside her. His lips kissed and sucked at her tender throat.
Taylor’s eyes rolled back in her head, gurgling on a sudden orgasm. She would’ve thrust her head back and screamed her latest delight if Katy’s hands weren’t at her head, holding her to a voluptuous breast by her golden hair.
The blonde redoubled her efforts on Katy’s nipple, letting her mind give in to the two bodies sandwiching her in. She was a machine fueled by pleasure, giving their bodies what they wanted from her, lost in an insistent kind of ecstasy that pressed her into submission as much as enjoyment. Taylor knew now… all she had to do was surrender and Harlan would take care of everything.
Her body flushed, strained, sweated. Her hips and sex and belly worked feverishly, rolling with the undulating dance that she was in the middle in, trying to put out the fire that was consuming her. Taylor felt like she was entangled with a squid, captured in the net of all its tentacles. Every arm was hot and sweaty and sparking with electricity.
Teeth gnashed on the back of her neck. Another tentacle, hot and hard and massive, was reaching between her thighs and rubbing the inside of her womanhood. Warm, slippery fingers mauled her flushed face, petting her own sweat into her features and sopping her bright-white hair against Katy’s sweat-soaked mammary. Yes, everything was sweat and heat and flesh and wetness. Even inside, Taylor was burning-sweaty-slick. And Harlan had so much flesh to give her there.
“You’re setting a very good example for Katy,” Harlan said soothingly in her ear, his voice surprisingly calm for the wicked violence in his plunging cock, the inferno he’d made Taylor explode into. “You’re showing her all the sweet things that happen when you’re a good little girl.”
A streetlight passed outside, strobing its brightness through the one-way glass, and Taylor squinted up into its light. She was groggy—saturated with the leaden contentment of orgasm. But her pussy still burned, still wanted more. Feeling Harlan’s hands gripping her face, feeling out her prettiness like a blind man, was better than a kiss. He pushed her down onto Katy’s curvaceous breast once more and she remembered to suck on it. Good girls sucked and good girls got rewarded for sucking.
“So good,” Harlan cooed in her ear, his praise its own kind of sex act. He was fucking her with his voice. His words reached erogenous zones even his cock couldn’t. “Good girls get rewarded when good girls do what they’re told. And I love rewarding good girls like you.”
It was hypnotic, the things he was saying—enthralling, the perfect and pleasing sense they made. A pleasure just to listen to them. Taylor shivered from his breath against the back of her neck. She relaxed under his weight and the devilish pressure of his cock coming down on her pussy. There was no need to worry about the fun stopping when he had her mounted so expertly.
Although she knew she was supposed to keep sucking Katy’s breast, Taylor also knew she wasn’t always a good girl. She turned her head to the side, giving Harlan her mouth, and he rewarded her naughtiness with a kiss.
His prick surged and throbbed between her slender thighs. Its searing tip slipped through her inner flesh. She’d become wet and loose and slippery for him, her cunt inundated with pleasure, barely even throbbing anymore, just enjoying its state of being a cock-sleeve. But Taylor wanted more for Harlan; even Katy could be a cum dumpster. She wanted to give him more tightness.
“Shove it in my ass,” she moaned, voice quailing. “Fuck my ass!”
Harlan paused in unbelieving paralysis. “My dick or just a finger?”
“Cock my ass!” With sexual skill Taylor didn’t know she had, she pushed her hips low to Katy, slipping Harlan out of her pussy, and then pushed her ass up against his groin. His stiff prick was caught between absolutely delicious little asscheeks. She rubbed her butt against his cunt-wet manhood, clenching her cheeks to further convince Harlan of the tightness waiting for him. “I belong to you—doesn’t my ass belong to you too?”
“Yeah,” Harlan growled. “You’ve been a good girl. Good girls get everything they want…”
He sat up, kneeling behind Taylor now, and pulled her ass up into the air before his groin. Her upper body was dragged down Katy’s chest, her head traveling onto Katy’s belly. She continued her kissing and nipping at that perfectly soft stomach. It wasn’t that Taylor particularly liked Katy, even now, it was that she was so charged with sexual energy that she would do anything rather than wait for Harlan to enter her once more. She even would’ve touched herself, but she knew it would please Harlan more for her to continue satisfying Katy. It was what a good girl would do.
Harlan ground his cock up into Taylor’s asshole. Her sphincter opened and even his fat prick disappeared inside its passage. “Good girl,” he breathed, not that Taylor really heard him. It was more like feeling the bass of a loud song played a far distance off.
“OOOH!” Taylor moaned, hearing herself explosively loud. Fiery sensation filled the cup of her groin as Harlan stuffed her anus. Taylor thrust her forehead against Katy’s luscious belly in an attempt to bear all the feelings of her sodomy. She pressed back against Harlan, wiggling her tight ass onto his lap. “Fuck my ass!”
Katy reached up with her leg and rubbed her knee at Taylor’s slit. With one hand she reached down and played with Taylor’s breasts. All while Harlan humped above her, forcing his throbbing member deeper and deeper into Taylor’s forbidden hole.
“She got a hot ass?” Katy muttered up to the coupling pair. “A nice tight hole for your cock? She’s so fucking tight, isn’t she? Isn’t that juicy little butt just so good to hump?”
Taylor wasn’t sure how to feel about Katy’s praise, an odd twist on the arousing words Harlan had serenaded her with, but she quickly lost the thread of what Katy was saying. It was so much noise in the hail of sensations from being ass-fucked, being dominated—and Taylor wasn’t sure which she truly felt more.
Taylor gasped, pumping her ass back into Harlan as he fed himself into her anus. Then she was relaxed into her first anal orgasm, savoring each throb of delight. Harlan reached around her lithe hips, pinching and tweaking and twisting her clitoris. Katy ran her nails down Taylor’s back and pulled at her hair like a horse’s reins.
“You know, your ass feels so much like a virgin cunt, it’s scary,” Harlan panted. “Where’d a good girl like you learn to fuck so good? Were you just born a cock-pleaser?”
Katy giggled, stroking Taylor’s hair and feeling Taylor’s haltering breaths on her lower belly. “She was born to fuck, baby, just like me!”
Taylor sighed and moaned. She was wrapped up in the two of them like they were one big squid. She shivered and keened in the hold they had on her while she was ass-fucked. It was heaven.
“I want it deep!” she simpered out, mewling, almost sobbing. “Harder! Faster! Don’t… don’t let me think my ass isn’t yours!”
She couldn’t tell who was doing what to her, only that she enjoyed it. Her nipples were pinched and she squealed. Fingers went into her mouth and she sucked them. More fingers, spit-wet or just sweaty, padded over her creamy skin, groping her nubile body. Her asshole sucked madly at the cock that was mastering it.
“Mmmmm,” Katy moaned. “I wish you could see how much Harlan’s enjoying your asshole, Tay. He looks like he’s fucking obsessed with it. Oh wow… oh yes… you’re his anal bitch for sure.”
Harlan slammed his prick into Taylor, grunting and wheezing as his hips quickened. He took her faster and faster, harder and harder. The pain increased, but Taylor still wanted more. Katy telling her how much Harlan was enjoying himself was the perfect aphrodisiac.
“Deeper!” she cried, pumping back hard enough to fuck her own brains out on his sodomizing erection. “Deeper! Deeper! I want it in my bowels!”
Even Harlan was beyond domination games. He simply had to fuck himself out in Taylor’s luscious ass. “Oh fuck! Taylor!”
He rammed into her with all his might, out of control, making her teeth rattle every time he penetrated her bowels. His member plowed into her like a machine in overdrive, the tip rubbing where no other man had ever touched her, his girth stretching her anus so wide that Taylor felt air washing into her. He was reaming her out as if claiming her ass for all time, leaving zero doubt that it was his to fuck from now on.
“I’m gonna come!” Taylor gasped, her clit steely hard in his clawing fingers. Delirious, thrashing as if being whipped, she churned her anus on his rampant erection and felt molten rapture burn inside her, filling her fuller than any cock. “I’m coming for you, Harlan! I’m coming!”
