bookpower Chapter 166 Isabella's Bodyguards 3
Chapter 166 Isabella's Bodyguards 3
I stepped into the room silently, my cock already hard and throbbing, an intense hunger coursing through my veins. I shed my clothes quietly, my eyes locked onto the erotic tableau unfolding before me. Isabella was fingering Lisa's pussy, her digits glistening with Lisa's wetness, the air heavy with their combined arousal.
I moved in behind Isabella, my cock pressing firmly against her ass, a low, primal groan escaping my lips as I felt her warm, supple skin against mine.
"I want to eat Lisa's pussy" I whispered in her ear, my voice a low growl. Isabella understood my intention, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
Isabella let out a soft, wanton moan at the feel of my hard cock pressing into her. I leaned in, kissing and nipping at her neck, my hands roaming over her curves, roughly cupping her breasts, and pinching her hardened nipples. "Oh, fuck yes," she moaned, her body melting against mine, her ass grinding against my cock. "I can feel how much you want this," she whispered in my ears.
"I'm going to have a taste of your naughty little cunt. I am dying to fuck that sweet hole with my tongue." Isabella said, her voice a sultry purr, playing along with my plan. She stood sideways, allowing me to take her place between Lisa's legs.
Mary was still seated on Lisa's face, her hips undulating in a slow, sensual rhythm, her pussy grinding against Lisa's eager mouth. The room was filled with the wet sounds of Lisa's tongue lapping at Mary's pussy and the soft, breathy moans from both women.
Mary's breath hitched with each movement of Lisa's tongue, her moans growing louder and more insistent. "Mmm, yes, Lisa," she moaned. "Lick my pussy just like that. Oh, fuck, that feels so good."
I leaned in, my tongue finding Lisa's clit, circling it slowly and deliberately. Lisa's response was immediate and intense. "Aaah, hmmmm, Boss," she cried out, her voice muffled by Mary's pussy. "Oh god, just like that. Lick me just like that. Make me cum like your little slut. Mmm, fuck, yes!" Her body bucked against my mouth, her hips writhing as she sought more contact, more pleasure.
"Oh god, Boss," Lisa screamed, her body beginning to convulse with the force of her impending climax. "Mmmm, I'm so close. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum so fucking hard for you. Oh, fuck, yes, right there. Don't stop. Please, don't stop!"
I gripped her hips tightly, sucking her pussy even harder, drawing out every last ounce of her pleasure. She came with a scream, her body trembling and arching as her orgasm tore through her. "Aaaaaaaaah, I'm cumming! Aaah, hmmm, fuck yes!" Her screams filled the room, a raw, primal sound that sent a shiver down my spine.
Simultaneously, Mary threw her head back, her own orgasm crashing over her as she ground her pussy against Lisa's mouth. "Aaaaaaaaah, I'm cumming too!" she screamed, her body trembling and arching in sync with Lisa's. "Hmmm, fuck, yes, Lisa. Your mouth feels so fucking good!" Their combined screams and moans created a symphony of pure, unadulterated ecstasy that echoed through the room.
I pulled back, my face glistening with Lisa's juices, as Isabella, pretending to be me, sucked her fingers loudly, mimicking the action of licking pussy. "Mmmm, Lisa," she growled, her voice a low, dirty rumble. "You have a sweet and tight little pussy. Are you ready to take my cock in? Are you ready to be fucked like the dirty little slut you are?"
Lisa blushed deeply, her body squirming with a mix of embarrassment and desire. Her breath came in short, desperate pants as she begged, "Boss...please be gentle. Your cock is so big, and I... I don't know if I can take it." Her voice was soft and uncertain, a stark contrast to the primal screams of her orgasm.
As I took in the scene before me, I noticed the marks on Lisa's and Mary's bodies—remnants of their mercenary training. Scars from knives and whips crisscrossed their skin, a testament to their tough past.
But they were also a canvas of their strength and resilience, a roadmap of their journey from pain to pleasure. I decided to use my special ability to heal their scars, to make them whole again, to renew their bodies for the intense pleasure that awaited them.
"Don't worry, Lisa," Isabella murmured, her voice a soft, soothing caress. "I'll be gentle... at first. But I promise, by the end of the night, you'll be begging for more. You'll be begging to be fucked like the dirty little slut you truly are." Her words sent a visible shiver down Lisa's spine, her body already anticipating the pleasure that awaited her.
Isabella pressed against me from behind, her body molding to mine, her breath hot on my ear. "Mary," she commanded, her voice a sultry growl, "Why don't you suck my cock and make it nice and wet for Lisa? She needs to be ready to take every inch of it." Lisa and Mary were unaware that this time, it wouldn't be the strap-on they were expecting, but my cock, throbbing and eager.