When she came back she waited for her breath to calm, her arms still around the man and his cock inside her. She stood up, took him by the hand and led him back to Guy and the woman. They walked back naked, their clothes forgotten in a heap by the jacuzzi, their heads held high like victorious matadors.
The woman had found a high bench to tie Guy to. She had him along the bench, ankles tied to the bench’s legs. She was caressing his buttocks with a nine tailed whip. He looked up as Sophia and the man approached and Sophia, out of an instinct which welled up from inside her, ran her hand along the man’s chest. His cock became hard again and he laughed. A vicious expression on Guy’s face was quickly replaced by a wounded look. Sophia caressed his hair. The man bent down to whisper in her ear.
She lay on the bench opposite Guy, in the same position except she wasn’t tied. The wood was pleasantly hard against her chest and stomach. In the mirror behind Guy she saw the man kneel behind her. He pushed her legs apart. She looked straight into Guy’s eyes. The man behind her gently pried her buttocks and put his tongue to her asshole. She sighed. His tongue was perfect, firm and wet and warm. He made little circles then licked all the way down to her cunt and back up. She couldn’t help but moan. Behind Guy the woman had squeezed a large dollop of lubricant on her finger and was massaging his asshole. He closed his eyes, probably to avoid Sophia’s gaze, but also to enjoy the sensation. She’d done the same for him many times and knew how much he enjoyed it. The woman tightened her strapon on her waist, put her hands on Guy’s lower back and slid in. His eyes flew open. As if the moment could not be more perfect the man’s tongue slid into her asshole, slippery and confident, fucking it into a fiery explosion. If Sophia’s moans before had been loud the ones now were almost thundering. Guy was also moaning, though his moans were tinged with pain. The woman was slamming into him, spanking him from side to side with wide strokes. Sophia wished she could hear the sound. She loved the noise Guy’s butt made when it was spanked.
The woman stopped spanking Guy and grabbed his hair. She lifted his head from the bench and continued pounding him from behind. Sophia wondered what she’d done in a past life to make this one so perfect and just then the man put a vibrator right on top of her clit. Sophia came in an instant, her ears ringing and little stars dancing before her eyes. Every nerve ending all over her body made itself known in a crescendo of pleasure.
She had to will her breath back into a rhythm. There were still little convulsions, in her legs, in her stomach, in her loins. She opened her eyes. The woman lay on top of Guy. He had his eyes closed and mouth tight. She was kissing his neck. She looked at Sophia and smiled. Behind her the man was gently caressing her buttocks and thighs. The woman raised herself from Guy and pulled out the dildo. Guy gave a little start. Sophia reached out to caress his hair. She felt, more than saw, the man and the woman leave them.
On still shaking legs Sophia got up from the bench and knelt by Guy. He would need a lot of aftercare.