Chapter 7
Seven
Pushing the blower to the edge of the garage door, I tear my beanie off my head and slap it on my thigh to get rid of the melted snow as I head back to the front of the house.
I stomp my boots on my way up the stairs to get the packed snow off before I go inside.
Hopefully, Jace and Gracie won’t mind that I broke into their garage this morning.
When I couldn’t sleep last night, I got up and got to work. It’s the least I can do.
Yesterday was… a mind fuck.
So much so, I couldn’t stop thinkin’ about them sleeping down the hall from me and what might happen today.
I’d kissed Jace stupid last night. Fuck.
It was good. Better than good. It was the best kiss I’ve ever had.
Rough and wet. But I’m gonna apologize to Gracie about it this morning.
The guilt of not giving her the same attention is eating at me nonstop.
Sure, I might have been Jace’s hall pass, but I want her too.
I want her bad. As bad as I want her husband.
Damnit. What the hell have I gotten myself into?
This feels far too much like high school.
Ya know, when you just started kissing and fucking.
I didn’t know shit then. I fumbled through it all.
As a grown-ass man with grown-ass desires, I’m addicted.
And when I become obsessed with something, I go hard.
It’s all or nothing. That’s how it’s always been.
Meetin’ a Sacred Sinner at a club when I was nineteen changed my world forever.
He showed me his bike, introduced me to a fuckton of his brothers, and it fit.
I was hooked. A week later, I prospected for a chapter in California, where they had room for me.
I got a bike. Learned to ride. Eventually, I patched in and later became a nomad because I wanted to travel and do my own thing.
During all this, I got into fitness. Most of the Cali brothers lifted.
They were big, and some of ‘em juiced. I didn’t.
Now I’m sittin’ pretty at forty-four, standing in the foyer of a gorgeous house, taking off my boots, as my cock gets as stiff as a steel pipe, hungry for another round with the hotties who live here. Hotties who are far more than a decade younger than me.
Fuck.
I can’t wait to eat some ass again.
Fuck ‘em.
Kiss ‘em.
Fill both of them full of cum.
Christ. I’m a sick bastard.
But I had a lot of time to think last night on account of not sleeping.
I’ve got a proposal for these two.
A Christmas wish, of sorts.
Something for all of us to benefit from over the holiday. Then we can go our separate ways.
In my head, I’m callin’ it a season of sin. A time to experiment and come our brains out.
Havin’ heard me enter, Jace and Gracie exit the kitchen just as I rest my boots against the mat by the door.
Well. Fuck me.
Fuck me hard.
They’re naked.
I rub my cold hands together like a fuckin’ villain about to corrupt these poor souls. “What do we have here?”
“We figured you might want some breakfast,” Gracie purrs and kneels. Jace does the same beside her, no more than ten feet away.
Watchin’ them watch me, their breathing kicks up, as I remove my clothes and drop them into a pile by the wall.
Then I jack off for them, stroking myself in long, firm tugs.
Once a bead of precum dots the tip of my prick, I crook a finger and urge them over.
They crawl, side by side, to me. Jace licks his lips as Gracie’s pupils dilate.
Her heavy tits sway below her, begging to be sucked as his thick muscles bunch and contract as they move fluidly across the floor, closer and closer until they kneel at my feet.
“Suck it,” I order, and they do. One and then the next take turns licking and loving on my cock. Gracie hollows out her cheeks and swallows me down her throat, and I grip her hair.
“You look so good with my cock in your mouth, sweet girl,” I praise, and she nods as I gently fuck her mouth.
“Suck my balls,” I order Jace, and he does his best to fit himself under me to lap at my nuts. It’s messy, but when he draws one of them into his mouth, I throw my head back and groan. But I can’t come yet. It’s not time. I have some making up to do with a certain curvy beauty.
Easing out of Gracie, I force her to look me in the eye. Her mouth is still open, tongue caressing her red bottom lip. I slap my cock there. “Such a pretty girl, aren’t you? How about I fuck your big ass? Would you like my dick to fill your tight little hole?”
Hair draped over her shoulders, caressing the top of her breasts, her honey gaze glistens. “Yes.”
“Yes, what?” I test, painting her pretty mouth with precum and saliva.
“Yes…” She trails off and thinks on it a moment before she adds, “Daddy.”
I moan at the endearment, that simple, hot name leaving her lips.
Still lapping my balls, I pull Jace up by his hair to look at me. He’s a fiend, wild, red-faced, and clearly desperate for more. “Lie down. On your back,” I order him before addressing Gracie. “Put your husband in your cunt, sweet girl.”
Stepping back, I watch them follow my instructions. Jace stretches out on the cold hardwood in the hallway, and Gracie straddles his hips. She feeds his cock into her, and Jace moans so hot my own balls draw up tight at the sound.
“Fuck her for a few minutes, Kid. I’ll be right back.
Don’t come without me,” I order and go to my bedroom, where I grab the bottle of lube.
I bring it everywhere so I’m never under-prepared.
I don’t bother with the condoms as I head back down to the stairs to find Jace with Gracie’s tit in his mouth.
His head is consumed by her beautiful breasts, and she’s moaning.
Pushing his legs together, I straddle them and push Gracie forward, damn near suffocating Jace in her mounds so I can get a nice view of her tight pucker. I drizzle lube on her and work in two fingers.
“Relax,” I order my pretty girl. She nods and blows out a harsh breath.
“It’s tight,” she whimpers.
“I know. That’s why you gotta let me in. I’ve got you, sweetheart. Just open your hole for Daddy.”
Jace reaches around and parts her juicy cheeks for me, holding her open, as he rocks her on his thick shaft. It doesn’t take long for Gracie to relax enough for me to finger her ass slowly. Pushing against her soft wall, I massage Jace’s shaft as he fucks her, and he groans.
“That’s… fuck,” he growls.
“Just wait until we take her together.”
“I can’t wait,” he says before addressing his wife. “You good, babe?”
“Yes,” she whimpers.
As I finger her tight channel, I gently rub Gracie’s back with my free hand. “Tell us what you want, baby girl.”
“To be fucked.”
“By both our cocks?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“Then tell us. Tell us what you want, sweetheart.”
“I want you to fuck my ass.”
Leaning forward, I rub my cockhead around her back entrance a few times before I slide a bit lower, right against Jace’s cock. I nudge forward enough to breach just the edge of her tight cunt.
Gracie shivers.
“You want me to fuck your pussy, too?” I test.
“With Jace?” she croaks.
“Yes. We can fit,” I promise.
“Both in my…”
“In your tight little pussy. I’ll finger your pretty asshole and fuck your pussy with Jace.”
Gracie trembles. “I… I…”
“Tell Daddy, sweet girl. Tell me how you feel.”
“I want to try, but I’m scared.”
Of course she is. I’m gonna stretch her to the max to give her what we all need. To own her. To make her feel good. To make her come.
“We can stop anytime you want to,” I promise.
“Okay,” she croaks, nodding.
Dripping even more lube down over her pussy, I use my clean hand to probe her entrance beside Jace. I slide in two fingers, and they collectively moan.
“That’s it. You’re doing so good,” I praise as I add a third finger.
Once I think she can take more, I withdraw my digits and line up my cock.
Everyone hisses, and the world suspends for a moment as I force my way in beside Jace.
It’s snug. Snugger than snug, but it’s wet and hot, and with his shaft rubbing mine, I squeeze my eyes shut, overwhelmed with… emotions and shit…
I…
Fuck.
Swallowing thickly, I rest my forehead against Gracie’s back and pepper kisses there. “You’re so tight. I’m almost all the way in, sweet girl. You’re doing so well. Daddy’s cock is almost all the way in.”
“It’s too much,” she whimpers.
“Just a little more. I’ve got you…” I force myself to the hilt, then still to give Gracie time to adjust to the massive intrusion.
Her entire body quakes as she accepts us. A whine leaks out of her throat. Her pussy walls clench, and we all moan together.
Once I know she’s ready, I grip Gracie’s shoulder and fuck her sweet cunt. My cock loves Jace’s as we wreck our woman’s body. Giving it just what it needs.
“That’s it, sweet girl. That’s it,” I praise on repeat as pleasure takes hold and doesn’t let go. It drags on and on, and Jace’s deep, guttural moans fill my head, feeding me as I fall down the rabbit hole of no return.
I fuck Gracie.
I rut her like a savage.
I spank her juicy ass and sit back to watch my dick claim her fat pussy along with Jace.
Reaching down, I touch Jace’s shaft. “Your cock feels so good, Kid.”
“Yeah. Fuck,” he grunts, thighs flexing below me.
“Please,” Gracie begs like a good girl.
Wrapping my fist around her hair, I gently pull her head back. “Please, what?” I purr, nipping her earlobe.
“I’m… I’m…” she sobs.
“Then come for us. Come for Daddy. Come on my cock. It’s okay. Let go,” I encourage as Jace pulls Gracie’s nipple back into his mouth and sucks. Her cunt clamps down, and she lets out a keening cry of ecstasy as her entire body vibrates as she comes.
And comes.
And comes.
I fuck her through it, spanking her again and again as I drive my cock into her needy hole.
Gracie’s head thrashes back and forth as she begs us to stop. “It’s too much,” she cries.
But I don’t relent, and neither does Jace.
We wreck her.
We own her.