Ring of Desire

The smooth caress of Bobby's palm against Jessica's upturned bottom suddenly transformed into a sharp, echoing smack that filled the small dressing room. The stinging slap was accompanied by Jessica's startled gasp, her lips parting in surprise as the impact reverberated through her body. 

With practiced efficiency, Bobby's other hand deftly worked his zipper loose, freeing his rigid cock from its confines. The thick shaft still glistened with the remnants of Amber's earlier enthusiasm, though those details were quickly cast aside.

"You know what would make this even more exciting?" Bobby purred in a low, gravelly tone. His fingers hooked into the flimsy negligee draped over Jessica's form, sliding the gossamer fabric up and over the swell of her hips to fully reveal her shapely figure. Warm fingertips traced the soaked lace that barely clung to her mound, drawing an involuntary shudder from Jessica's curvaceous frame. "Why don't you give Jim a call? Let him know you're still shopping..."

Jessica's eyes widened momentarily at the bold suggestion, but a wicked, devious smile quickly spread across her crimson lips. "Mmm, that's so naughty!" She murmured, fishing her phone from her purse with trembling fingers. Her thumb found the speed dial with practiced ease as Bobby slid those same talented digits beneath the damp lace barrier to stroke her slickened folds. Jessica bit back a moan as the line began to ring.

Ring...Ring...

"H-hey honey!" Jessica's voice wavered ever so slightly as Bobby worked two thick fingers into her dripping channel with deft ease. "Just checking in- AH!...sorry, just stubbed my toe a bit..." Her words caught in her throat as those wriggling digits massaged her inner walls.

"Everything alright babe?" Jim's distracted voice crackled through the tiny speaker, the sounds of a game blaring loudly in the background. Clearly, his focus was elsewhere.

"Ohhh yes, everything's fi- MMM!!" A strangled moan slipped past Jessica's lips as Bobby curled his fingers against that blissful ridge within her. Her thighs clenched reflexively as pleasure sparked through her nerves. "F-fine! Just still shopping with Sarah...Trying on some new...new outfits..."

Bobby leaned in close, his warm breath caressing the sensitive whorls of her ear as he murmured in that sinful baritone, "Such a dirty girl, lying to your husband while I finger-fuck you." As if to accentuate his sordid words, his thumb found the swollen bud of her clit and began circling the sensitive flesh with merciless precision.

A violent shudder rippled through Jessica's frame and her knees very nearly buckled at the exquisite sensations radiating from her core. "W-we might be a while longer...OHH! The lines are...are really long today..." She managed to force out between ragged breaths and stifled moans of rapture.

In the background of the call, Jim seemed blissfully unaware as he cheered excitedly at something on the television, his raucous buddies joining in the chorus of celebration. "Whatever babe, take your time. Cowboys are up by seven!"

Before Jessica could so much as form a response, Bobby yanked the flimsy lace barrier aside with one hand and drove his thick, rigid length deep into her sopping channel in one powerful thrust. Her back arched, eyes flying wide in shock and pleasure as he impaled her to the hilt. The phone nearly slipped from her suddenly nerveless fingers as he stretched and filled her so completely.

"You still there honey?" Jim's tinny voice seemed to drift from miles away. His lack of awareness only heightening the sense of delicious depravity at play.

"Y-yes!" Jessica managed to squeak out, her lip caught between her teeth hard enough to draw blood as she fought valiantly to hold back the keening moans that Bobby's ruthless pace threatened to drag from her very depths.

"Signal's fine on my end," Jim continued casually, seemingly oblivious to his wife's predicament for the moment. A new sound filtered through from his side of the call — the chatter of other male voices joining in on the sports revelry. "Hey, tell Sarah her dance instructor called earlier about..."

By now, any remaining words had faded into an indistinct buzz of meaningless background noise. All of Jessica's focus, all of her senses, were consumed by Bobby as he plunged into her willing form again and again with relentless force and speed. One of his strong hands gripped her hip in a bruising embrace, his thick digits digging possessively into the soft, supple flesh.

The other hand tangled in her hair, yanking her head back at an almost painful angle as he leaned in close once more. "That's it," he growled in that low, gravel-toned rasp. The words rumbling against the delicate whorls of her ear, sending dark shivers of forbidden delight writhing through her being. "Try to keep that sweet voice steady while I wreck this perfect pussy."

Every powerful thrust drove the breath from Jessica's lungs as the thick shaft stretching her folds struck that blissful cluster of nerves deep within again and again. Her whole body shook and trembled with the immense struggle to remain outwardly collected while the relentless onslaught of ecstasy battered her restraint. A fine sheen of perspiration beaded across the reddened expanses of her skin as she was hammered toward oblivion.

Her free hand slapped out, fingertips scrabbling for purchase against the smooth reflective surface of the mirror before her. The sweaty prints she left warped and distorted her wanton reflection as she battled to stay on her feet beneath the onslaught.

"...anyway, just let her know about the schedule change," Jim droned on, his end of the conversation now reduced to little more than an afterthought amidst the firestorm of carnal bliss consuming his wife.

"Will..." Jessica gritted out between clenched teeth as her trembling thighs strained against the tempest raging within. "Will do!" Each word, each panting syllable, punched from her lungs through sheer force of will as Bobby's expert strokes pushed her inexorably toward the looming precipice.

"I should...should go now..." The words wavered and stuttered as if she were losing her tenuous grasp on coherent thought. "Need both hands to...to carry bags..."

"Later babe! TOUCHDOWN!!" Jim bellowed, the celebratory chaos in the background a stark juxtaposition to the erotic symphony of slick flesh and gasping cries filling the tiny dressing room. 

Then, with an abrupt click, the call ended.

The very moment the connection severed, Jessica's desperate cries of wanton pleasure filled the air uninhibited. She came utterly undone, teetering on the razor-edge as Bobby increased his pace to a punishing, ruthless cadence. His heavy sac slapped loudly against her swollen clit with each driving thrust, adding a sharp, delicious sting to the rising tide of rapture swamping her senses. His grip on her tightened almost painfully, powerful fingers leaving dark, mottled marks on her soft skin that only served to heighten her delirium.

"He ended that quickly," Bobby commented, the faintest hint of disappointment lacing his tone even as he maintained the devastating rhythm. His swollen crest continued to pummel against that sublime sweet spot, stoking the flames of her impending release to a blinding inferno. 

"Oh god...oh FUCK!" Jessica wailed with utter abandon, all thoughts of discretion or composure forgotten amidst the maelstrom of ecstasy crashing over her defenseless form.

Undulating spasms rippled through her inner walls as they clenched and fluttered around Bobby's pistoning length, the orgasmic crescendo nearing its inevitable peak. "Gonna...gonna cum!" She managed to force out through the rising wail.

"Do it," Bobby growled, the command laced with both demand and desire as he ground his throbbing shaft against that blissful, swollen ridge of rapture so insistently. "Cum all over my cock like the slut you are!"

At his sordid urging, Jessica's orgasm detonated with the seismic force of an overstuffed dam bursting its restraints. A primal, throat-shredding scream clawed its way from her very depths as wave after wave of utterly devastating rapture crashed through her nerve endings. Her lush figure seized up as tightly as her velvet sheath clamped down around Bobby's invading length, trapping him within her quivering, spasming depths as electric ecstasy flooded her synapses on an endless loop. Scarlet mist clouded her senses, a strange high-pitched ringing in her ears joining the cacophony as her entire universe narrowed down to that single point of incandescent bliss before the whole world went white.

On the floor nearby, the faint rustlings and whimpering cries betrayed that Sarah had stirred from her own post-orgasmic haze. Her azure eyes widened and shone with an intoxicating combination of fascination and ravenous hunger as she bore witness to Bobby ruthlessly fucking her mother through multiple, shattering orgasmic crescendos. A small hand slid between her thighs of its own volition, slender digits seeking out her own tender, swollen flesh as it renewed its ache with unbridled desire.

"That's it, baby," Bobby growled in a hoarse voice laced with deep satisfaction. He could feel that telltale tension mounting, the pressure building in his aching shaft as Jessica's convulsing velvet walls milked him with rhythmic suction. "Take every...fucking...drop!" His hips snapped forward one final time, burying his length to the hilt as he emptied his thick, heated seed deep within her quivering channel with a bestial roar of completion.

Bobby's iron grip was the only thing keeping Jessica upright as her entire being thrashed and shuddered through the aftershocks. She sagged bonelessly against the mirror with an incoherent whimper once the last ember of rapture burned itself out, leaving her a spent, thoroughly debauched wreck. Her makeup smeared into dark streaks of lurid color smudged across her flushed features, while her locks of hair clung to her sweat-slicked skin in a wild, depraved tangle. Various milky and musky fluids seeped in sticky rivulets down the soft curves of her thighs, leaving her in the very picture of unholy debauchery.

A strange, fleeting glimpse of something dark and intricate flashed across Bobby's periphery - a twisting, arcane pattern that seemed to shimmer and writhe against Jessica's skin for the span of a heartbeat before vanishing.

Shaking off the momentary distraction, Bobby managed a wicked grin as he pulled his still semi-rigid length from Jessica's freshly-ruined depths with a wet, obscene squelch. Without preamble, he turned his sights upon the wide-eyed, slack-jawed Sarah, his predatory stare seeming to burn right through her as a single devious brow arched upward.

"Now," he rumbled in a dark, husky baritone, his cock giving an eager twitch as if scenting her burgeoning desire, "where was I?" He held her gaze, letting the delicious anticipation build for a breath-stealing instant before the leering grin spread once more as his body drifted inexorably closer. "You want this, don't you, princess?"