Chapter 22 - Stan #2
Idris watches us with an amused smile. Meanwhile, Em’s moving on my cock in an unbelievably obscene way. I stare down at how her pussy lips spread to take my size.
“May I suggest putting Em on her back?” Idris asks, speaking politely like Lix and I aren’t sharing her body from both ends. “That way…”
“We get access to her hands and tits,” I say, liking his smart idea so damn much. “That’s why you’re the doctor, huh?”
Idris’ smile spreads across that handsome face of his. “Can’t argue with facts, Stan.”
Between the three of us, we ease Em into the new position until her back’s flat on the mattress, silk bunching up around her waist, panties torn off from my eager fingers. She lets us take over, calm as hell for someone with three pairs of eyes locked on her.
“Oh, this is way better,” I say. “Best part about having you on your back is we all get the full view of that beautiful face.”
She frowns at me, one brow lifting in warning.
Which, naturally, makes me grin wider.
“Flattery isn’t necessary for sex,” she says, all flat.
Well, there goes my grin and my ego. My shoulders slump as I frown. “A bit brutal, babe.”
Lix laughs, leaning in close, and Idris joins him, shaking his head.
“Why are you all picking on me today?” I whine, my voice cracking to top off this shame train.
Lix gives me a quick kiss on my pout. “Easy target.”
I narrow my eyes on him. “That did not soothe me at all, Lix.”
“Wasn’t trying to,” he says. “Just telling the truth.”
“You—”
Whatever I was about to say disappears when Em hooks her legs on my hips and pulls me closer to her like she’s done listening.
“Okay,” I mutter. “Good point, gorgeous.”
Lix takes her glasses off since they’re fogged to hell. Idris wipes her forehead and her closed eyelids to get the sweat off of her.
She opens her eyes, her lashes fluttering, and looks straight at me like she’s shooting an arrow straight through my beating heart.
I’m breathing heavy. So is she. Her breasts are rising and falling like they’re tempting me to touch them, so I do.
My hands glide up her silk dress and then squeeze around her tits. They’ve been getting bigger and bigger lately, so it shouldn’t surprise me that they spill past my greedy fingers. But god, it does.
I can’t believe I’m here, enjoying Em with the men who care about her as much as I do.
We wanna wreck her as badly as we want to show we’d do anything for her.
“Jesus, Em,” I mumble, sliding my cock into her heat again but so much slower this time. “You gotta stop lookin’ at me like that unless you’re ready to deal with the consequences.”
“Stan,” she whispers my name in a way that makes me want to close my eyes and bask in the sound of her voice forever.
Her arms wrap around my neck and pull me down for a soft kiss that I want so much more of.
“I’m ready, Stan. Be as rough as you want,” she says before pushing my lips open with her tongue.
It slithers past my gasp. I don’t know how Em keeps shocking me, but whenever she’s being this dirty and needy, my mind goes blank. I run out of things to say. So I just let my body do the talking.
I slam into her, pounding her pussy until all that fills the room is the sounds of my cock driving into her wet tightness.
Lix moves closer to where I’m kissing Em, his long cock poking my cheek.
My eyes lift to catch him staring with heavy-lidded eyes. All black, barely blue.
I thank him for letting me have Em’s pussy first tonight by kissing his cock.
He shuffles closer, placing his long dick right between my lips and Em’s.
“Idris,” I mumble, reaching blindly behind my back to pat his thigh. “Get my phone and record this. Fuck’s sake, hurry.”
I can hear Idris get up, the mattress moving with him. “Where would it be?” he asks so calmly, like he’s not seeing me fuck Em’s soaking pussy, while me and her are licking Lix’s dick in a sexy, slobbery mess.
Does it look like I can think right now, let alone remember where I put my damn phone?
I groan, the vibration doing things to Lix’s dick that make him moan.
Em lets this cute giggle out that makes my cock throb inside her.
“Fuck!” I cry out, pulling back to look at how Em’s tongue glides on our man’s cock like she was made for this.
My head whips back to watch Idris scan the room, until he finally finds my phone.
“Give it,” I say, losing patience.
So is Em. She’s squirming so much, clearly begging for more friction from my cock that’s still in her.
Idris tosses my phone to me. I catch it and flip it open to start recording.
“Capture us, will ya, Prince Charming?”
Idris joins us in bed again, taking the phone in his hands and angling it over the three of us.
“You’re doing holy work, doc.”
“At your service, Stan,” he says with that easy smile of his.
Em looks up at him, ignoring the camera pointing at her face. All she says is his name in a sultry whisper that makes my hips move on their own. And it’s all Idris needs to take his cock out and put it in Em’s hand.
“Holy hell, I’m in heaven,” I cry out between moans I can’t even hold back.
I’m ramming so hard into her pussy, the bed’s creaking. She’s sucking Lix off so good and giving Idris such a loud, sloppy handjob. My sex fantasy checklist is damn well dwindling.
“Em…” I groan, trying to keep my eyes open when all I wanna do is close ‘em and go berserk on her body. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to us?”
She smiles, slow and devastating. “Say it then, Stan,” she whispers, her pink lips kissing Lix’s dick like it’s no big deal. “Say it on record. What is it that I do to you three?”
“You fucking ruin us for anyone else, Em,” I answer without a problem. “You’re the goddamn sun we revolve around. You get that, right?”
She just scoffs. What the hell?
“Astronomical analogies during an orgy?” she asks, staring at me. “As I’ve said, flattery’s not necessary, especially if it involves confusing figurative language.”
“Confusing?” I tilt my head, still thrusting into her.
“That metaphor falls apart under basic scrutiny.” She’s talking like she’s teaching me about astrophysics while she’s stroking a cock in each hand and taking mine inside her. “That analogy assumes stable orbits, which is statistically unlikely given your impulse control alone.”
“What…?” My voice squeaks at the end as my jaw hangs open.
Lix’s laugh rings in my burning ears. Idris pats me on the back. “To be fair, it’s not very offensive,” Idris adds. “Em’s just saying you don’t have to flirt with her. Trust me, Stan, I’ve tried too.”
I frown, holding her legs to hook her thighs over my shoulders. “So you just want our bodies for pleasure. Is that it, Em?”
“You could say that, yes,” she says with a shrug.
My frown melts away. My grin’s back on. “Make sure to get this on camera, Prince Charming.” I pound into her, rocking my hips so hard the headboard hits the wall. “Gonna show our good girl that we’re more than meat sticks that make her orgasm.”
Idris nods, holding my phone up to capture it all.
I slam into our woman, pinning her down under me while I take Lix’s dick into my moaning mouth. Yeah, I’ll give Em a show too. I’ll give her all the pleasure she damn well wants, and she’ll accept my feelings with it.
She’s still stroking Idris while crying out into the air she’s heating up with her breathless pants and breathtaking body that’s moving under me from my nonstop thrusts.
“Stan, I’m coming,” Lix warns in a low whisper.
I gulp more of him down until my nose is pressed on his flexing abs. He’s trying to hold himself back. Bad news for him. I hollow my cheeks and suck hard.
“Shit,” he whispers before filling my mouth with his load.
I pull away, swallowing while my hips drive faster and faster, hitting Em so deep I hit the end of her. “Feels fucking good, gorgeous,” I say, even when Lix’s come is dripping down my chin.
Em can’t hide behind her glasses when they’re off. She can’t hide the look on her face when I’m fucking her so hard and fast that her pretty bangs are off her face. She looks like she’s the one shocked this time.
“Surprised I can play dirty too, doc?” I tease her, licking my thumb before I rub it all over her clit. “Come for us, Em. Show your boys how good you look when you do.”
Her back arches up. Idris is there, slipping a pillow under her. His other hand rubbing her belly.
For some reason, seeing that slows my hips down. It’s so tender with Idris here doting over her.
I’m torn out of my thoughts when Em screams, making me lose my pace, until I shake my head and move the same way I did that got her coming like this.
“Yeah, we want those noises, Em,” I whisper, my hands squeezing her juicy ass. “Keep making ‘em.”
She does. She keeps screaming, only muffling herself when she takes Idris’ dick into her mouth, moaning around him.
It doesn’t take him long to finish on her face. Shit, I’d last for even less if I were him.
“Good girl,” I coo at her, pushing faster into her gripping pussy. “So good.”
Idris swipes his thumbs over her cheeks, whispering sorries while he’s smiling down at her.
“Fuck.” I can barely breathe, but Lix scoots closer to make out with me.
I obviously oblige, kissing him hard and messy, even when my lungs are asking for oxygen.
“Gonna come inside you, Em,” I mumble against my man’s mouth.
“Make a mess, Stan,” he encourages.
With a broken cry into our kiss, I close my eyes shut and fill Em with my come that’s just pumping out of me.
“Yes,” I hiss, chest heaving, while I stare at Lix first, then at Em and Idris, who are kissing each other, while she’s taking my load until it leaks out of her.
Real slow, I pull out. Lix takes my spot with a nudge that almost folds me over on the bed.
Pulse loud in my ears, I grin when Lix catches me with one arm, and my eyes take in how he lines himself up to take her this round.
Idris drops my phone when both his hands are busy, his hands combing through Em’s hair. So I grab it and make sure I get everything on camera.
“Fuck, yeah, wreck her, boys,” I whisper.