carlee - a thing of beauty

carlee after louisville part eight


harlen was still spurting when it came out. it went soft almost immediately. "god," emerson moaned. tiny beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, i licked them, thin and salty, glad cum. harlen was lying flat on his back. his eyes were closed tight, his right hand on his dick. sticky, wet and wonderful.

"hand me that box of kleenex," emerson asked. she pulled four out and stuffed them between her legs. "i'm afraid your bed is wet, carlee," she smiled. emerson glowed, anyone could tell what had just happened to her at a glance. she seemed to look even more beautiful. there was something about her dark hair, a smell, an aroma, perfume of some kind, shampoo wouldn't smell like that. i scooted closer to her and sniffed her hair. she put the wet kleenex near harlen's right foot, which he had drawn up under himself, next to his balls. emerson climbed on top of me, her tits touching mine, pressing them. she kissed my neck and hummed. i rubbed her back, then her butt. i could feel the heat from her pussy on my right upper thigh. "am i wet?" she asked. i slid my hand between us.

"yes emerson, very." she smiled and kissed my tits, bit my nipples, licked the puffy parts.

"your breasts are perfect, carlee, edible." i put my arms under my neck, and enjoyed her trek downward. like a beautiful hawk, emerson cut lazy circles over my midriff. harlen was coming back to life. he was watching, setting up. she stopped at my belly button, raised my butterfly with her tongue and licked down in it, like she was loving it. i spread my legs with anticipation. i felt her tongue leave my middle, and closed my eyes tightly. i felt harlen's hand on my tits. then she kissed my left knee. her tongue ran the length of my shin, and she licked my foot.

"beautiful," she said, as she kissed each toe. then she moved upward, her lovely dark hair brushed over my leg. i was almost there. harlen nibbled my ear while emerson licked upwards. she put her tongue to my clit, and i thought i was going to die. then inside my vagina, searching, finding. i couldn't move.

"sometimes that makes me pee, emerson," i managed to say.

"that's alright baby," she said, still ravishing. i reached for harlen's dick. it was half hard and mushy. he lifted my left arm and licked the pit.

"you need to shave, angel," he said, still licking. as i jacked him off, i felt that feeling in my groin, just before i came.

"oh, god emerson, please don't stop!" i shouted. the feeling erupted, like a volcano, throughout my entire being. i let go of harlen and pushed the back of emerson's head, tighter and tighter. i spread my legs as she went deeper and deeper inside. i was ready to scream when the orgasm finally subsided. harlen mover closer to me on his knees. i reached out to his hard-on.

"i lost my drink," emerson said. "and you were marvelous, carlee." i smiled, and pointed to her drink. she needed one. i was playing with harlen's dick. emerson came back to the bed and sat down on the far side of me. she held her glass up for harlen, who gladly took a swig.

"careful with that," i said. we chuckled. harlen moved even closer to me, his dick touched my lips. i opened my mouth, and he went in.

"yeah, do that carlee, i've never seen the expression on harlen's face when he cums that way." for obvious reasons, i thought. "but not like that, a more comfortable position, may i stage this?" she asked. we shrugged. she had harlen lie on his back in the center of the bed, and asked me to lie down by him on his left. i kissed him and pulled the skin back and forth for a moment. Then emerson asked me to scoot straight down and do it from an angle that she could see. i put it in, and began.

"oh carlee, you should see your ponytail bob in the overhead mirror." emerson explored my body as i pulled harlen in and out of my mouth. i rubbed his thighs, then caressed his balls. harlen moaned, so did i. emerson squeezed her tits. "god, this is wonderful," she said. she rubbed my ass as i sucked him hard. emerson pecked her index finger on harlen's head. "still on this planet, brother?" harlen just moaned. i smelled emerson's hair and she rubbed my cheek as she licked his balls. harlen was stiffening in my mouth, he was almost ready.

"oh god," he said. emerson jerked away, and i lost her for the moment.

"almost ready, curley?" she asked him. he was unable to speak. i grabbed the under side of his smooth bag and felt his first shot. his dick grew even harder and he spurted again. i was enraptured, as i envisioned him to be.

"my god, carlee," he said, as the last spurt came.

"in my hand, carlee," said emerson. "spit it in my hand!" i opened my eyes to find her beautiful hands next to my mouth. i opened, and the semen rolled to her hands. she bathed her breasts in harlen's sperm mixed with my saliva. i kissed her breasts, and slid down between her legs. "big girl, big pussy, little girl, all pussy." i heard mr. leisure say in my mind, as i lapped her nectar.


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