Ménage à trios

30. Rosie

I never knew witnessing my girlfriend give a nigga head would turn me on as much as it did but the bottom of my seat is dripping with my juices by the time Zayne slurps him up.

I'm soooo horny!

"Bae, let's take him home." I whine when Ari attaches her lips to my neck. She nods and bites down hard.

"Mmm, Ari." I suck in a breath.

Zayne turns around and licks her lips. My body quivers as her eyes travel from me to Ari.

"I want you to be a good girl tonight." She says to me, smirking when I bite my lip.

I love when she gets dominant. Oh fuck, now I'm really horny!

I nod but I know that's not enough for her.

"Words." She growls.

"I'll be a good girl tonight." I promise.

Zayne glances at Ari next.

"And you. I want you to put it on Playboi and show him why you're mine."

My pussy trembles. 

Up front, Playboi sighs loudly and wipes sweat from his forehead.

"Okay, Zayne." Ari says softly.

"This gotta be a fuckin' dream, man."

Zayne turns back around with a smirk. I could make myself cum from looking at her, she's so damn fine.

By the time we pull up to this big ass house a few minutes later, I think I ruined his seats because I'm so damn wet from Ari's long, slender fingers.

"Aht, aht." Zayne says when she turns around and catches Ari's fingers bringing me on a ride. "She cums when I say she can."

Ari removes her fingers and licks them.

"Please baby, I was so closeeee." I groan with trembling legs but she doesn't care.

Zayne opens her mouth for one of Ari's fingers and Playboi watches with wide eyes. I'm so fucking horny, the desire in his eyes makes me wetter.

I close my legs and get myself together quick enough to follow behind Playboi and babes into a house big enough to be a mansion.

"What, you think you the black Hugh Hefner?" Zayne laughs as we step through big glass doors.

Playboi puts his arms up and smiles cutely.

"They don't call me Playboi for nothin', nahmean?"

He leads us through the house, giving a quick tour but I know his mind isn't on showing us around and neither is mine.

Zayne falls back and let's Ari walk ahead with Playboi. Her presence makes my knees feel like wet noodles. When she wraps her arm around my waist as Playboi shows us a media room, I want her to push me against the wall and fuck me until I cry.

She doesn't though.

"Bae..." I reach for her hand and lift my leg.

"Rozayyyy...you so wet, baby girl." She mumbles into my neck as I lean us against the wall.

"It made me soooo horny, you giving him head...bae, I don't care about this lil tour...I want you right now." I steal a kiss while Zayne is too busy trying not to let my words get to her.

I know I'm supposed to be being a good girl and that means waiting to be touched but they're taking way too long.

Zayne wraps her hand around my throat and pushes my body against the wall aggressively.