Celia inhales sharply at the sight of Kid, whose boyish, androgynous features make him even more remarkable as a woman. Her eyes quickly flit to his steadily plumping cock and then away. “He enjoys your touch.” It makes her smile to see her young lover blush but open his legs marginally wider. He’s such a good boy.
Felipe’s hands run over Kid’s body slowly and reverently. He takes the time to reach across his lover’s chest and reach inside his bodice to pluck and tease his tender nipple—first one and then the other. He kisses Kid’s neck gently and whispers how beautiful he is, how good and perfect, and how fervently he wants to bury himself in Kid’s virgin pussy and pump him full. Whimpers, moans, and open-mouthed gasps hit the air unabashed.
Unable to resist the sinful temptation before her, Celia lowers herself onto her hands and knees to crawl between Kid’s thighs.
“Oh God!” Kid shouts and tries to scramble away. There is nowhere for him to go, but his hands have a firm grip on Celia’s hair to hold her back. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Put your arms around my neck, boy.” Felipe’s voice is deep and raspy against Kid’s freshly sweaty neck.
“But…I can’t,” Kid pleads.
Celia gently eases Kid’s fingers out of her hair.
“You can,” Felipe says. He helps his good boy obey, because he knows he’s scared of the unfamiliar. “Don’t you love eating pussy? We do. And yours is gorgeous, boy—so tight and shy. Let her open it up.”
Celia observes Kid gently toss his head from side to side in protest, but keep his arms wound tight around Felipe’s neck. She nuzzles behind his smooth balls again to swipe her tongue over Kid’s hole. She can feel his cock leap against her cheek with every graze of her tongue. There’s a chorus of: “Oh…mmph…oh…oh…ah, ah, ah.”
“That’s it, my sweet boy. Tell me what you need. Do you want her to lick your pussy harder?” Felipe’s young lover cries out and he accepts it as assent. “Stop teasing his pussy, Celia. Can’t you see he’s desperate?”
Celia moans and laps gently at the sensitive skin between Kid’s balls and pink boy pussy. He tastes like almond soap and slightly bitter sweat. At Felipe’s urging, she pushes her tongue further back and prods Kid’s spit-covered hole. “Ohgodohfuckyeah. Yes!” Kid groans. He lifts his knees and her master does not disappoint, he is there to hold their lover’s legs up and back instantly—like he was waiting.
Felipe’s eyes are engrossed with the mirror. It’s disgusting—filthy! He should be mortified by his and Celia’s depravity—what they’re doing to this beautiful creature. He should! But he isn’t. He can never get enough of seeing his angelic-looking boy spread out on his lap with his dress rucked up, legs pulled back by Felipe’s own masculine hands, and his cock pointed skyward leaking juice. Felipe grinds his cock into Kid’s spine and nearly comes all over himself when Kid meets his eyes in the mirror, blushes, and mouths: “Kiss me.” Felipe turns his head to fulfill his lover’s timid request. His fingers squeeze the firm flesh of his boy’s thighs at the first brush of lips. Kid has never asked for this, and Felipe feels the need to make it the best kiss he’s ever bestowed. He nibbles gently at Kid’s red lips and the boy opens for him; his warm breath hits Felipe’s lips in rapid bursts. He slides his tongue in slowly; a surge of slick pulses out of his cock as Kid mewls and slides his own tongue against the older man’s.
“Mmph…mmph,” Kid whimpers into Felipe’s mouth and rides Celia’s tongue. When he pulls off to breathe, the first coherent words out of his mouth are to beg for a hand on his cock.
“Do you want to come, baby boy?”
“Uh huh.” Kid rubs himself all over the older man.
“Do you like having your pussy eaten?”
“Sí, Felipe. I want to come while she eats my pussy and you play with my cock. Please, Felipe. Don’t make me beg.”
Felipe chuckles. “Hold your leg up for me.” He moves one of his hands onto Kid’s hot, fat erection and wraps his fingers around the velvety steel.
“Yeah,” Kid moans and thrusts his cock in and out of Felipe’s fist. “Fuck me jusslikethat. Ooooooooh.”
Celia backs away from Kid’s wet hole to admire her work; her boy is opening up so nicely. “No,” she says, taking Felipe’s hand off Kid’s cock. She directs his fingers toward the boy’s asshole and presses his thick index finger inside.
“Oh, God!” Kid shouts. Whether he realizes it or not, he’s fucking himself on Felipe’s finger and making the most wanton sounds Celia has ever heard.