Kate heard it, too, and her pussy throbbed.
“Turn around again, and show them your ass.” He instructed. He said “them” but he wanted to see it himself. He wanted a better view.
“Now bend over, as far as you can.”
She leaned forward, at first using a cabinet on the far wall to steady herself, then letting go and bending completely at the waist, wrapping her hands just above her right ankle as the music began to pump. The result was just what he was hoping for. The skirt nearly disappeared, revealing her ass and pussy to them. Kate leaned to her left, onto Mickey, straining to get a view.
“I know Derek has seen it, but go to him, and let him get a better look. Derek, no touching!”
Liz exaggerated her hip sway as she moved to her husband. Her subtle smile told Mickey that his instincts were right. She stood in front of her beaming husband, then turned her back to him, bending as she had before.
“Maybe a lick then?” Derek asked Mickey.
“Not yet. Liz, stand straight and pull your skirt back down.”
She complied and looked to Mickey for her next instruction.
“Now over to Jacob, and slowly – slowly – show him your ass. Jacob, you’re just going to enjoy the view.”
Liz smiled, stepping in front of the black man. She looked directly at Mickey as she grasped the fabric on both sides of her thighs. She tugged upward, slowly and smoothly. She wiggled her ass as the cheeks came into view.
“Like this?” she asked.
“Exactly. Now bend so that he can see everything.”
Jacob leaned forward and inhaled. Mickey thought he could smell her sex from his seat. Or was that Kate?
“My turn,” Mickey said, softly but directly.
Kate was surprised that he was willing to involve himself this way. But, she reasoned, he’s a voyeur, so she should have expected that he would take advantage of the situation.
He studied the line that formed from her shapely legs to her full ass as she bent in front of him, offering her full ass for his inspection. He had to know if it was as firm as he imagined. With no warning, he pulled his right hand up to shoulder height, then brought it quickly down onto Liz’s right cheek.
“Oh! I wasn’t expecting that!” Liz began to straighten, but immediately returned to her bent posture, keeping her uncovered ass in front of Mickey.
Kate jumped at the crack of his hand making contact with the other woman, and she felt her juice escape her slit. Mickey turned to her and grinned, raising his eyebrows playfully. She felt as good as he thought she would.
He instructed her to return to the middle of the room and asked Kate to fetch her a straight-backed chair. Once it was placed in the center of the space, facing Derek and Jacob, he instructed Liz to remove her dress and sit down. She complied, taking her time as she pulled the straps of the skirt off her shoulders, then pulled the fabric down, letting her tits bounce into view before shimmying all the way out of the dress. She sat, pulling her knees together, and looked at Mickey for the next instruction.
“Open them. Show them how wet you are.”
She was wet enough that the men could see her slickness from their vantage point. Mickey’s view was partially blocked by her leg and Kate could see nothing.
“I want them to see how wet your pussy is,” Mickey continued. “You want it don’t you?”
Liz nodded, licking her upper lip. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Then show them. Let them see how much you want it.”
Liz slid lower in her chair, spreading her knees wider as she pushed her pussy to the edge of the seat. She glanced at Mickey who nodded for her to continue. He watched as she pulled her right hand up and extended her first two fingers. She considered them for a moment, before sliding them between her thighs and into her soaked cunt. She extracted them and slowly moved her hand toward her mouth, opening it to lick the visible wetness from her fingers.
“Jacob, take your cock out.”
The man wasted no time, freeing her stiff black cock and shoving his pants to his knees.
“Suck it, Liz.”
Kate desperately wanted to touch herself. The man’s erection was impressive, the sexual tension in the room was nearly unbearable, and the sound of Mickey’s voice pushed her in ways that she hadn’t experienced before.
Liz dropped to her knees and quickly closed the distance between her chair and Jacob. She pulled herself up onto his thighs and attacked his dick like a starving woman.
“The balls,” Mickey ordered. “Don’t forget the balls.”
She slid down the shaft and opened her mouth wide, noisily sucking half of the Jacob’s sac into her mouth. He twitched upright on the couch, shooting Mickey a look that Kate didn’t fully understand. Liz continued working his dick until Jacob glanced at Mickey again. He was getting close and didn’t want his night to end too quickly. Mickey understood his silent plea.
“That’s enough. Now move to the bed. Sit on the edge, facing us.”
“Are you sure you’ve never done this before, mate?” Derek smiled. “You seem to have a knack for it.”
Mickey ignored him. Once Liz found her spot, he continued. “Now lie back, and put your feet on the edge of the bed.”
Her pussy was open and exposed to the room. Her inner thighs were wet with her arousal, and her clit was swollen, protruding between her thick lips.
“Jacob, I believe the lady needs to be cleaned up a bit. Go taste her.”
Mickey stood to follow Jacob to the bed, and Kate and Derek followed. Mickey stood next to Liz, watching as Jacob began licking the juices from her thighs, slowly working his way toward her pussy. Derek was on the other side. Kate was nearly hidden behind Mickey, allowing her to subtly apply pressure to her mound. She wanted to touch herself properly, but she knew that she shouldn’t. Or at least she felt that she shouldn’t, even though she wasn’t completely sure why.
Liz yelped when Jacob’s tongue finally brushed her clit. Mickey smiled to see just how aroused she had become. Her first orgasm followed quickly.
“Very good, Liz.” Mickey’s voice was soft, reminding Kate of a professor she once had. “But you want more, don’t you?’
Liz nodded, rubbing Jacob’s head as he continued to lick.
“Use your words. I want to hear you say it. We all want to hear you tell us what you want.”
“I want cock.” She gasped.
“Whose cock?” Mickey coaxed. “Be very specific.”
“Jacob.” Her body convulsed as Jacob’s tongue lapped at her again.
“Gently now, Jacob. Derek, do you have a condom?”
He reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out three different styles, extending them toward Jacob.
Mickey waved his hand.
“I’m afraid we’re still not clear on what you want, Liz. I want you to be very, very specific. What do you want? How? Where? Use all your words.”
Liz scowled, then twitched again at Jacob’s attention.
“I want Jacob’s cock. I want him to take that big cock and fuck me with it. I want to get fucked while all of you watch. I need him to fuck me until my pussy is sore.” Then her voice softened. “Please. Mickey.”
Mickey smiled and nodded at Derek who offered the condoms to Jacob again. He made quick work of rolling the sheaf down his cock, then looked again to Mickey.