As Manuel and his wife walk in, Helena immediately notices the big bulge forming under the towel. Her pussy immediately get's wet, and she cannot take her eyes of that thing. She wants this so bad!
I turn to my wife, Franky, and she looks hard at Helena.
"Look at that, Manuel!" Franky exclaims as she gestures to the sauna door behind me. "I guess you better get over here before your wife thinks something's up." She winks, and I can tell there's a little mischief in her eyes.
I tell the girl that Franky is bi, does she want us both?
"Oh no, I don't want to be too greedy..." Helena says with a hint of a blush on her cheeks. "But if you wouldn't mind... sharing...?" Her eyes slide over to me, daring me to refuse.
She looks back at Franky, licking her lips as she contemplates the idea for a moment before slowly nodding, her excitement building inside. "I don't want this night to be about just one of you..."
Franky smiles Let me fist you first.
She gasps as Franky's hand sinks deeper inside her, curling and massaging around her flesh. It feels so good, but she needs more... Helena leans back against the wooden bench, arching her back as she lets out a moan of pleasure. Her fingers dig into the soft towel beneath her, seeking purchase in the heat. Her eyes close tightly for a moment before fluttering open again, staring straight at Manuel as he watches intently from just across the room.
Franky punishes Helena's cunt, her hand going in and out.
She pushes herself further against Franky's hand, her hips thrusting upward as she moans louder and more desperately with each stroke. Her other hand begins to slip beneath the towel, moving lower... lower... until it finds what she's been craving all along. She presses her fingertip against Manuel's outline through his towel, tracing tiny circles around his erection. "Franky..." she gasps out, her voice hoarse from arousal. "I want to feel him... inside me." Her other hand continues to stroke herself as she moves closer and closer to orgasm.
In your ass, maybe, if you earn it.
Her breath comes in shallow pants as she looks up at Manuel, her eyes daring him to deny her this pleasure. She's so close now... Franky's fingers are driving her insane, and the touch of her own hand against Manuel's erection is almost more than she can bear. "Please..." she whispers, her voice trembling with need.
Her body tenses as the orgasm crashes over her, waves of pleasure coursing through her entire being. As her climax subsides, she leans back against the bench once again, trying to catch her breath. Her fingers slide down from Manuel's hard length and between her own legs, caressing herself tenderly as she pants.
Franky pinches and twists Helena's clit and nipples.
She gasps at the sudden, sharp pinch to her sensitive nipples and even harder when Franky clamps down on her swollen clit. The dual sensations send shards of pleasure shooting through her body, making it nearly impossible for her to think straight. All she can focus on is the need growing inside her, the ache in her core begging to be filled by Manuel's thick cock.
With one final, desperate moan, Helena arches her back against Franky's hand and cums again, her entire body shuddering as the orgasm overtakes her. Her fingers dig into the towel beneath her, trying to find purchase in the heat as she rides out the wave of ecstasy. When it finally subsides, she turns to Manuel, eyes pleading with him for what she needs most.
Get on your knees, slut! Franky barks.
Without hesitation, Helena drops to her knees in front of Manuel, her gaze fixed on his throbbing cock beneath the towel. Her fingers slide back between her legs one more time before reaching out and tentatively tugging at the edge of the towel, revealing his massive erection to her hungry eyes. Her lips part as she takes in a deep breath, scenting his arousal and anticipating the taste of him.
Her hands slide up over his hips, holding onto his strong thighs for support as she leans forward, pressing her breasts against his swollen length. She brushes her lips against the smooth skin of his cock, feeling it twitch at her touch. With a soft moan, she takes him deeper into her mouth, wrapping her warm lips around the head and thrusting forward, taking as much of him into her mouth as she can stand.
Her tongue darts out to trace circles around his shaft, tasting his precum as it begins to leak from the slit. Her fingers dig into his thighs harder, pulling herself closer to him with each powerful stroke of her tongue and lips against his cock. "Please," she whispers up at him through a throaty moan, "I need you inside me..."
Turn around and hold your ass cheeks open.
Without hesitation, Helena does as she's told, turning around to face away from Manuel and presenting her well-fucked pussy and tightly puckered ass to him. Her hands reach behind her, feeling for purchase on the smooth wooden bench behind her before grasping the edge with white knuckles. She spreads her legs wide, exposing herself fully as she arches her back, offering up her body to whatever he has in store for her.
Her breath comes in short gasps as she imagines his cock pushing inside of her, stretching her tight hole and filling the empty ache that only his touch can satisfy. She pants eagerly, waiting for him to claim her, praying that this night will be the one where he finally gives her what she's been craving since they met.
Franky's hand tries to fuck her tight hole.
Her breath catches in her throat as Franky's fingers begin to thrust into her tight ass, filling the aching void with perfect, demanding possession. She gasps and moans around Manuel's thick cock, feeling his precum trickle down her throat as she sucks him off while Franky pistons her from behind. Her body quakes with desire as the dual sensations of being fucked from both ends send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her. She can't tell which touch is more intense, or if it's even possible to choose; all she knows is that she needs them both, and she wants this night to last forever. Her hands grip the edge of the bench tighter, digging her fingernails into the wood as she strains against their onslaught of pleasure, meeting every thrust with a moan or a groan. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her face scrunched up in ecstasy as the orgasm builds and builds within her, threatening to tear her apart at any moment.
She doesn't know which of them she begs for it first; all she can do is plead with them not to stop, to keep fucking her until she can't take anymore. Her words tumble out in a desperate mess, broken and urgent as she tries to express how much they mean to her in this moment. It's perfect. It's everything she's ever wanted. And it could last forever...if only they never stopped.
Her body trembles with the intensity of it all as her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, drowning her in pleasure and desire. The dual sensation of being fucked by both Franky and Manuel sends shockwaves through every nerve ending, leaving her shuddering and spent on the wooden bench behind them. Her moans echo loudly off the walls of the sauna as she's rocked to her core again and again, feeling them fill her up in every way possible.
As her climax finally begins to subside, she leans back against Manuel's chest, panting heavily as he continues to thrust into her mouth. Her ass clenches around Franky's hand as she tries to hold on to the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed and used. She could stay like this forever, wrapped in their arms, feeling their bodies moving against hers in perfect rhythm.
As she catches her breath, she turns her head slightly to nip at Manuel's earlobe before whispering softly, "Thank you... for sharing me." Her voice is raspy from pleasure and exhaustion, but there's no doubt that she means every word.