I let her play for a moment, and then said, “Get on your knees.”
Bridgett obeyed and looked up. I moved closer and spread my legs. Her eyes locked onto my pussy.
“Eat me, Bridgett, and we might be able to forget about this whole affair today,” I said. “Make me cum.”
The second her mouth covered my pussy, I looked at Tommy. I’d never seen him so hard in all the times we’d been together. I couldn’t let him suffer any longer.
“Fuck her, Tommy. She deserves it…and I know you want to.”
I put my hand on Bridgett’s head and pulled her closer while Tommy situated himself behind her ass. Bridgett’s tongue stabbed at my clit over and over and my body shuddered with pleasure. Soon, I knew she was feeling the head of Tommy’s huge cock at the entrance to her pussy. I smiled at the thought of what she would experience next.
Tommy wasted no time. He drove his cock forward and Bridgett let out a shriek that echoed high in the rafters of the old barn. For the first few seconds, she lost contact with my pussy. But I patiently waited for her breath to return and her lips to once again envelope my throbbing clit.
Then the most magnificent five minutes of my life began. Bridgett and I were both moaning. I could hear the sound of her mouth working on my pussy. Tommy slapped against Bridgett’s ass with each deep thrust of his cock.
“That’s it Tommy. Fuck her harder. Make her scream just like you do to me,” I urged him.
Bridgett never said a word, at least nothing that we could understand. She gripped my ass partly to keep me closer and partly to withstand the pounding she was getting from behind. I wished it could have gone on all day.
But my orgasm didn’t allow it. Watching Tommy fuck my friend was too much, not to mention Bridgett’s tongue on my clit.
“Yes. Yes! I’m close,” I said breathlessly. “Don’t stop Bridgett. Harder!”
Her lips bit down on my clit. I squealed with delight.
“Now! I’m cumming!”
I clung to Bridgett’s head as my body shook in its release of nearly half an hour of pent up sexual tension. From the moment I saw Tommy with Bridgett, I needed to cum. Now I couldn’t stop. The mouth between my legs was like nothing I’d ever felt and I came too many times to count.
Finally, I had to push Bridgett away. Her face shined with the moisture of my juices, but it clearly showed the intensity of her own desire to cum. She put her hands on the floor and groaned. Then one hand played with her tit and she cried out.
“Oh, Tommy. I’m…oh fuck!”
Tommy held her by the hips as she came. The piston-like action of his cock never slowed and Bridgett moaned with each thrust. Her hair tossed back and forth as each new orgasm overcame her. Somewhere in the middle of it all, Tommy made the sound I quickly recognized as the start of his own orgasm. His pace slowed, but the force of each entry into her pussy increased. Together they climaxed until beads of sweat appeared on both of their faces and Bridgett’s ass was pink from the slapping of Tommy’s body onto it.
I took my hand away from my pussy when Bridgett began to stand up. Her hands and knees were covered with dust and her hair looked like she’d been in a wind tunnel. But her face was crimson from the excitement of the fucking Tommy gave her and her nipples were still erect.