Chapter 36
Soren
M ickey pulls Gail through the door I’ve just unlocked and opened. She almost stumbles, but it doesn’t slow either of them down. Her lips part but before she can say anything, my friend claims her mouth. His hands are all over her body. Wasting no time, Gail presses her body against his, moaning into the kiss as he grabs fistfuls of her delicious ass.
“Fucking love your ass,” he growls into her mouth, squeezing harder.
Kicking the door closed, I move behind her, grinding my hard cock against her soft globes, effectively pushing her closer to Mickey. “Me too,” I rasp. “So fucking perfect.” My hands slide upwards, cupping her tits. I easily find her hardened nipples, tugging the hard peaks until she whimpers into Mickey’s mouth.
“Don’t stop,” she pants. Her hips undulate, seeking the both of us.
Eager to give her what she wants, I move my hands to her waist and, with deft fingers, I undo the button and zipper on her jeans. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes,” she moans as I push her jeans and thong down in one swift movement.
Dropping to my knees, I lift her left foot, removing the shoe before kissing the top of her limb and then I free it of her pants. I repeat it all on her other foot until she’s standing completely naked from her waist down.
Gail arches her back, and I can’t help but slap the white flesh of her ass. It jiggles enticingly as her answering moan goes straight to my cock. Instead of standing back up, I cup her hips and swiftly turn her around so I can see the apex of her thighs.
“Soren,” Gail gasps.
“What’s the rule, whore?” I rasp.
Instead of recoiling like she did the last time I called her that, she straightens her spine and looks down at me through hooded eyes. “The rules are whatever I want them to be,” she answers.
“Is that so?” I chuckle.
Mickey thrusts his hardness against her ass while his hands slide up her stomach. He moves them beneath the crop-whatever she’s wearing, and I can see him cup her tits. “So what do you want tonight, sweetness?” he rasps.
Gail moans and throws her head back against his shoulder. “Eat my pussy,” she demands huskily. “Lick me until I come on your tongue, Soren.” Her breathing is heavy and my gaze is drawn to the rise and fall of her breasts. “Now!”
“As you wish,” I smirk.
I sniff her pussy, and my cock twitches in my pants at the scent of her arousal. Gail moans as I flatten my tongue and lick the length of her cunt, hardening the tip as I reach her clit. I feel her hand on my head, trying to hold me firmly against her.
Lazily, I roll her swollen nub with my tongue until she moans my name, then I slide it between her drenched folds, probing at her entrance.
“Soren!”
“Yes, whore?” I rasp against her cunt. “Tell me what you want.”
Looking up, she has one arm behind her, probably stroking Mickey’s cock while he peppers her neck in licks and bites and plays with her nipples.
“I want your fingers insi—” Her words turn into a guttural moan as I lick her wetness. Her taste is sweet and tangy, like the best fucking thing I’ve ever tasted. I lap at her pussy like a hungry man at a feast.
Doing as she says, I replace my tongue with two fingers, inserting them into her wet heat. Her eyes roll back in her head, and I feel like I could come just from watching her. As my fingers piston in and out of her at a fast pace, I suck her clit into my mouth, letting my teeth graze the sensitive bud.
“Soren! Oh… fuck! Soren!”
Her legs begin to shake, but I don’t stop until she’s screaming my name over and over as she comes. I slowly pull my fingers out, and lick her cum straight from her opening. Fuck, I’m so hard for her, and with every moan and whimper I grow impossibly harder.
Gasping for air, Gail sags against Mickey, trusting him to hold her up while the pleasure courses through her veins. “Holy shit,” she pants, a mix of disbelief and arousal in her voice. “I can’t believe I just let you do that.”
I chuckle and stand up, cupping her cheeks. “It’s far from the first time I’ve tasted your pretty cunt,” I rasp, resting my forehead against hers.
She opens her mouth as if to say something, but instead of speaking, she angles her face so she’s closer. Then her tongue darts out, and she licks her own wetness from my lips. “Mhmm,” she hums in satisfaction. “I taste better on you than on my vibrator.”
“Fuck,” Mickey groans from behind her. “I need to be inside you, sweetness.”
Taking Gail’s hand, I intend to pull her into the living room, but she shakes her head. “Upstairs,” she pants. “In my room.”
I look at Mickey, who just shrugs like it doesn’t matter to him. But it matters to me because seeing Gail like this is beyond hot. Having her back up her words about us not deserving is… it’s everything.
“Oh, wait.” Without another word, she walks into the kitchen. I hear her rummaging about before she returns with chocolate sauce we bought the other day. “Ready,” she grins.
Gail walks first up the stairs, her ass swaying enticingly with each step. The only thing sexier than a mostly naked woman is when said woman owns it and isn’t ashamed of her body.
Once we’re in the bedroom, Gail removes her last piece of clothing before sitting down on the bed. She scoots all the way back so she’s leaning against the headboard, her long legs stretched in front of her. “Strip for me,” she commands.
“Fuck me,” Mickey groans, cupping his hard length.
“Not yet,” Gail quips, winking playfully.
Impatient as always, Mickey throws his suit jacket on the ground and tears his shirt open so the buttons go flying everywhere. Gail giggles. I take my time, shrugging out of my suit jacket and hanging it over the door. Then I slowly unbutton the shirt, not in any rush. I love delayed gratification almost as much as the way Gail’s eyes roam over my skin as I slowly reveal more and more.
Mickey is already naked. He strokes his hard, pierced cock while his eyes are glued to Gail’s breasts. She’s lazily squirting chocolate sauce onto her index finger and licking it off while watching us.
“Does it taste good?” I smirk as I unbuckle the belt and pull it through the loops on my pants. There’s a swooshing sound, and I immediately notice the way Gail’s nostrils flare and her eyes widen.
“It’s okay,” she says. I think she’s trying to sound nonchalant, but there’s no hiding the needy undertone.
I throw my belt to the side and undo the button and zipper. My cock is straining against the fabric, throbbing every time her tongue snakes around the tip of her digit. I shove my pants and boxer briefs down my legs, stepping out of the fabric as it pools at my feet. Then I turn around, giving her a good view of my ass as I bend down to remove my socks.
Gail’s breath hitches. “Oh,” she gasps, like she’s surprised she likes the view. She clears her throat, and as I turn around, she beckons Mickey closer with her finger. “Lie down next to me.”
He immediately crawls onto the bed, reaching for her. But she shakes her head, and instead of allowing him to move her, she straddles his face. “I want your mouth on my pussy,” she pants, lowering herself until I can’t see his face anymore.
Then she points at me and waves me over. “Where do you want me,” I rasp, squeezing the base of my cock.
“Where I can reach you,” she grins, pointing at the floor next to the bed.
Standing next to her, I look down at her as she moans and gyrates her hips against Mickey’s face. She drops the chocolate sauce, her hands palming her breasts. “Fuck,” she moans. She doesn’t take her eyes off me while she enjoys Mickey’s tongue. “Right there… M-Mickey keep going.”
By the sloppy sounds filling the room, he isn’t letting up and I can’t say I blame him. Still having her cum on my tongue, I know exactly how addictive she tastes.
“I want to suck you off,” Gail pants. “While Mickey eats me out.”
“Fuck yeah,” I groan, loving that idea.
She picks the chocolate sauce up again, looking up at me through her long, dark lashes while she squirts some into her hand and some onto my cock. “I do love chocolate,” she hums, wrapping her hand around my shaft and stroking it roughly.
“Just like that,” I groan, squeezing my eyes shut.
I feel her warm breath against the tip a split second before her tongue darts out, and she snakes it around the crown. My cock jerks in her hand, and I moan loudly. Gail hums in pleasure, licking down my shaft like I’m her favorite dessert.
“I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to that,” she laughs.
My eyes dart open, and the second I look down at her I know what she means. “What’s there to get used to? You should have fun.” She runs her sticky fingers across the words tattooed around the base of my cock.
She rolls her eyes and barks out a surprised laugh, but it’s quickly replaced by a moan. I shuffle as close as possible, wanting her to easily be able to reach my cock with her mouth without losing Mickey’s tongue.
Gail wraps her lips around me, sliding her mouth along my length. She hollows her cheeks, sucking me further into her mouth. And oh my fucking… my balls tighten and I moan her name as she licks the chocolate sauce off my flesh. She generously squirts more onto my dick.
“I think chocolate and pre-cum are my new favorite mix,” she moans, eagerly licking along my slit. “Maybe that’s where the idea for salty chocolate originated.”
My laugh is cut off as she takes me all the way to the back of her throat. The pace she sets is maddening, and I know I won’t be able to last much longer. Judging by her own moans and whimpers she’s about to come too.
“I need to come,” I growl, wanting to give her a heads up.
She doesn’t stop. Instead, she squeezes the base tighter and bobs her head faster. “Come in my mouth,” she begs.
“A-are you sure?” I don’t know why I’m asking since I’m not sure I could stop even if I wanted to.
“Yes,” she moans. “Christ, Mickey… don’t… don’t fucking stop.”
I stop trying to hold back, giving into every sensation; every swirl of her tongue, every lick… fuck, there’s no holding back. As her moans intensify, I come with a roar. “Gail!” My hot cum spurts out of my cock and down her throat.
It feels like it goes on forever until she lets go, removing her mouth from my dick with a pop. She smiles up at me with a dazed expression on her face. “I was scared I might bite you,” she admits.
Laughter slips out of me. “So why didn’t you remove your mouth?” I question.
She leans back, and gets off Mickey’s face. “Didn’t want to,” she grins.
“I could eat your cunt all fucking day,” Mickey groans when he sits up.
Gail wipes some of her wetness from his chin before licking it off her finger. Then she bends down, licking his skin. “Mhmm,” she moans. “Tastes better this way.”
“What do you want us to do now?” I ask, wanting her to remain in charge until she’s had her fill. This is Gail’s show, and both me and Mickey are more than happy to oblige with whatever she has in store.
“Now,” she says, using her authoritative tone. “I want to suck Mickey off while you prep my ass for one of you.”
“Fuuuck,” Mickey groans, stroking himself. “Sounds fucking perfect.”
Gail slaps his hand away and crawls between his legs. She lathers his cock in chocolate sauce before she bends down and sucks him into her mouth. While she works his cock, I quickly dash to my room and get the butt plugs and lube.
When I return, Gail looks up, arching an eyebrow. “Those better be brand new,” she hisses, making me laugh.
“I promise they’ve never been used,” I smirk.
Gail refocuses on Mickey’s cock, and with the position she’s in, her ass is high in the air. I can’t resist slapping it, making her moan loudly. I alternate between her cheeks, loving the way they glow up.
“Soren!” Gail moans, coming up for air. “Put something in my ass already.”
I take the smallest plug out first. Normally, I’d make her lather it in her saliva, but I don’t want to take her attention off of Mickey. So instead, I lick it until it’s covered in my spit. Then I move it between her ass cheeks and press it against her tight opening.
“Fucking hell, Soren. Some warning next time,” Mickey grunts, and I guess the movement made Gail do something I can’t see.
I move the plug in and out of her until there’s barely any resistance. Then I trade it for the next size up, and again, I wet it myself. Once the silver is all the way inside her puckered hole, I roughly grab her cheeks, squeezing the flesh until she whimpers around Mickey.
“That’s it,” he rasps. “Fucking swallow me.” He clenches his hands at his sides, undoubtedly fighting the urge to grab on to her and ram his cock down her throat.
Gail doesn’t suck him until he comes like she did with me. She lifts her head and looks at me over her shoulder. “I want your cock inside my ass,” she pants. Her cheeks are flushed, her makeup smeared, and yet, this is the most beautiful I’ve ever seen her.
She moves up Mickey’s body so her cunt is on top of his dick. Then she grabs the base and angles it so she can slide herself all the way down.
My cock is already hard again, awakened by Gail’s wanton noises. Jesus, this woman is fucking perfect. I slide my hand up her back, all the way to her neck. Then I wrap it around the nape, squeezing until she looks back at me. “You didn’t say please,” I growl.
She narrows her eyes. “And I won’t, Soren. Now fuck me.”
I chuckle darkly. “Beg me.”
Shaking her head, she hisses, “Never!”
I slap her ass with my free hand, so hard she howls in surprise. “Beg for my cock, whore.”
There’s a flash of stubbornness in her blue eyes, but it’s replaced with lust when Mickey palms her tits and kneads the flesh. “Just ask for it, sweetheart,” he croons. “So we can all feel good.” Again, she shakes her head. “Please?” Mickey asks. “For me.”
Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, then she reopens them and there’s a desperate quality to them. “Please fuck me, Soren,” she begs. “Please fuck your whore’s tight ass.”
My cock twitches, and I growl in approval. “Such a good whore begging for my cock.”
I remove the plug from her ass and squirt a generous amount of lube onto my hard length. Then I massage some onto her opening, unable to resist sliding two fingers into her hole.
With my hand still on her neck, I add pressure until she bends and her breasts are squashed against the hard planes of Mickey’s body. He groans and claims her mouth while I stretch her opening even more with my fingers.
Once she’s mewling into his mouth, I position the tip of my cock against her. I feel her stiffen. “Try to relax,” I rasp as I inch slowly inside her. Her ass clamps around me like a steel vise, and it takes all my concentration not to nut right away.
Mickey doesn’t move until I’m all the way inside and we can feel each other through the thin membrane of her inner walls. “Need to move,” he growls, thrusting upwards and into her pussy.
“Yes!” she cries. “Fuck me. Both of you.”
It doesn’t take long before we’ve reached the perfect pace, both of us moving in and out in tandem. Gail’s sobbing with the need to come, and I know I’m close to losing the battle against myself.
Using my hand on her neck, I pull her away from Mickey and up. “Kiss me, whore,” I growl.
Gail cranes her neck so I can finally claim her lips. When my tongue delves into her mouth, I don’t care that she tastes of both of us. All I care about is the electrifying feeling from her tongue stroking mine.
“I’m so close,” she cries. “I just need… touch me.”
I release her neck and move my hand between her and Mickey, finding her clit. I roll it, loving her whimpers and moans while we both fuck her.
Gail’s orgasm sets off a chain reaction. Throwing her head back, she screams out her pleasure. Her holes contract, milking our cocks until she has our cum deep inside her.
After I pull out of her ass, Mickey spins her around so he’s on top of her, all without pulling out. “Need a plug,” he rasps.
I reach for the package and give him one of the unused ones. “What are you…” I trail off when he spreads her thighs wider, and pushes the cum leaking from her pussy back inside her. Then I slide the plug into her.
“That’s so fucking hot,” I growl. Gail pushes herself up onto her elbows and looks down between her spread legs. “How does it feel?”
She blushes. “Full,” she says. “Like… no, I don’t know how to describe it.”
With a grin, I lie down next to her while Mickey falls on her other side. “Don’t remove it until I say you can,” he demands.
Gail arches an eyebrow. “Say please.”
Mickey chuckles. “Please.”
She nods. “Okay, then.”
I reach for one of the many pillows and make myself comfortable. Then I pull at the sheet from under us, and with both their help, we manage to pull it over us. Without a word, I pull Gail toward me, making sure her head is resting on my chest. Mickey moves closer so his front is against her back, and curls his arm protectively around her middle.
That’s how we fall asleep.