The Cobalt Sphericity update

Emma set Ben up with a date, then was quick to offer Johnny a drink. He, of course, was quick to accept. And no sooner had Emma brought out a bottle of bourbon then she brought it to Johnny, herself included. She moved right into his arms and Johnny had nothing better to do with his arms than wrap them around her slender body and fondle her generous ass.

He grinned. “You’re hot stuff.”

“Actually, I consider myself very cool. Calculating. As much as it might gratify certain egos to have a great big blowout fight the next time our two groups at a loggerheads, I’d rather we be friends. Enjoy all the benefits of working closely together.”

“Baby, you’re speaking my language. Make love, not war.”

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” Emma purred. “Perhaps you’d like to put something else in?”

She felt his prick growing hard and, wanting to see how stiff it would get, pressed her tits into his chest. Her nipples were already long and they tingled from being rubbed against his pecs. Emma pressed her belly against Johnny’s manhood and wondered briefly if he’d learned how to use it or if he’d gotten lazy and considered it enough of a blessing to grace a female with its touch that he didn’t actually get her off. It didn’t really matter, though. She’d get a good fuck out of him either way.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while,” Johnny admitted, his fingers petting the roundness of Emma’s posterior.

Emma started unbuttoning his shirt. “I actually hadn’t considered you as a lover at all,” Emma teased. “But I’m always open to new things.”

“I’ll make you more open.”

She shucked off her blouse and Johnny could only smile at the way her stiff nipples showed through her translucent bra. He could see from the way her breasts heaved that she loved having his attention—she certainly had all of it.

Tantalizing him, Emma slowly opened her bra and let it fall away from her swollen breasts. He put his hands under them, lifting up their plump weight and lowering his head to take the tip of one between his lips.

He sucked gluttonously; Emma moaned as his teeth and tongue worked over her trilling nipple. He massaged the globe of tender flesh with both hands while he stuffed as much of it as he could into his mouth. His tongue slashed back and forth, exciting her turgid nipple still further. Then he moved to her other teat, sucking until that nipple was just as red and straining as the other.

Scott came in then. His visor glowed with his widened eyes from the sight of Johnny working over Emma’s bust.

“I have two,” Emma reminded him with a playful shimmy. “Why don’t you come over and help yourself to one?”

Scott could see Emma beaming with the fun she had being so lewd. He knew it was no act. Emma’s usual chilliness was lost; she was about to go wild with the thought of fucking them both.

Haplessly grinning, Scott locked the door behind him. When he turned around again, Emma’s eyes were waiting to meet his. She licked her lips lasciviously. He leered and opened up his belt. A moment later he’d exposed the bulge in his jockey shorts. Emma couldn’t even lick her lips again; she let herself gape, her fingers running through Johnny’s hair in a spastic attempt to keep him sucking her tits.

Now Scott was naked and Johnny’s greedy sucking was making her cunt tremble. One of his hands was under her skirt, fingers climbing up her thigh and into her sex. Her legs shook with how he stroked her, threatening to no longer support her weight.

Scott stepped in to peel her panties down; she wiggled her feet out of them. With how Emma felt the burning in her pussy, she couldn’t imagine the two men didn’t feel it too. It seemed like steam could be escaping her crotch.

Scott came up to tower over her, holding his thick red length in his hand. She watched him with enthralled eyes, saw him drag his hand up and down his endowment. It was a slow, deliberate motion… one that took full advantage of the spectacle of Emma’s nudity.

“You really going to pretend you don’t want a blowjob?” Emma asked him.

“I could take it or leave it,” Scott told her. “But I do want you on your knees with your mouth full.”