Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Dayne wasn’t lying when he said Cara was absolutely beautiful.
Her body might be on the slender side but she still had plenty of feminine curves.
Heath’s preference might not be a shaved pussy, but Dayne didn’t care either way.
Shaved, trimmed, or the Amazon jungle…he was good with it all. It was the same when it came to men.
All he cared about was proper hygiene and great sex.
He and Heath now faced each other with only the sawhorse separating them. But it shouldn’t be. Cara should be bent over between them.
His cock was so damn hard right now, he was anxious to get her lips wrapped around it as soon as possible. Only, he knew there would be a delay before that happened. As soon as he pulled out his cock, questions would be forthcoming.
He was used to it by now.
Heath tapped the top of the sawhorse. “C’mere, sweetheart. Bring your jeans with you.” When she did, he plucked the denim from her fingers, folded them, and placed them on top of the sawhorse to help cushion her bare hips. He pointed to the floor in front of him. “Stand here facing Dayne.”
She shifted into place.
She was only naked from the waist down and Dayne preferred she lose her blouse, too, but…baby steps. After this morning and now this, she was at least headed in the right direction and not sprinting to leave the resort in her rearview mirror.
Both Heath and Cara stared at Dayne, waiting for him to pull out his cock. He unfastened his jeans and warned, “Cara, just be cautious of your teeth.”
She raised one eyebrow. “Do you plan to give me a reason to bite you?”
Dayne chuckled. “Biting has nothing to do with it.” He shoved his jeans and underwear off his hips and down his thighs. Far enough to completely expose his cock and balls.
And waited for their reaction.
He had one of the more common penis piercings: a frenum piercing. He didn’t regret getting it one bit. That was after he had canceled his appointment twice before finally getting the balls to do it.
At least he gave his piercing some serious thought before going through with it, unlike his tattoo.
But neither Cara nor Heath had said a word about that yet.
They were too focused on the silver barbell inserted through the loose skin on the underside of his cock, slightly back from the frenulum and where his circumcision scar was located.
“Think of it as an enhancer. Most women either love it or don’t even know it’s there. You know the condom ad: ribbed for her pleasure ? Think of my piercing in the same way.”
Curiosity filled Cara’s expression. “Does it do anything for you?”
“Of course. It’s the second most popular penis piercing after a Prince Albert.
” He thumbed the barbell. This would be a good educational moment for her.
“This type increases stimulation during masturbation, penetration, or even getting head. It also can enhance sex for my partners—whether anal or vaginal—since it helps stimulate the nerves.” He pretty much had that speech memorized since he had to repeat it often enough.
Actually, several times a week, depending on the number of partners he had and if they knew anything about genital piercings.
His gaze sliced to Heath to see whether the piercing bothered him.
Heath did look a little green, but what he said next explained why.
“One night I hooked up with a guy with a Jacob’s ladder.
When he pulled out his dick, I almost dropped to my knees at the sight, and not because I was eager to give him head.
I pictured myself in the piercing chair having a needle stuck into my cock that…
many…times. ” He followed that with a shudder.
Dayne grimaced. “Once was enough for me. The first one was worth it, but I was done after that. I’m assuming you didn’t have sex with him?”
“Not after that emotional damage.”
Dayne snorted.
Heath went on to say, “Look, I don’t have anything against piercings but seeing that took me the fuck out.”
“Because you put yourself in his place.”
“Sure as hell did.” A grin appeared when Heath asked, “So, you pointed out the piercing but you’re just going to ignore the tattoo?”
Dayne wished he could ignore it since he was tired of explaining it. He really should get it removed.
Cara’s eyes narrowed as she tried to read the words half hidden by the neatly manscaped hair around his cock. “What does it say?”
At least she was squinting to see his tattoo and not because he had a tiny cock.
One side of his mouth hooked upward. “Take a seat.”
Her chin jerked into her neck and she straightened.
Dayne should be embarrassed but after all these years, he was over it.
Now it was strictly regret. “Look, I was young and dumb. I thought it was funny at the time.” He’d been a freshman in college and drunk as shit.
While most tattoo artists refused to ink anyone visibly intoxicated, that one must have been an exception. Or desperate for money.
Now he wished the artist had kicked him out the door instead of ignoring how intoxicated he and his friends were at the time.
Amusement crinkled the corners of Heath’s brown eyes. “And now?”
“And now that I’m more mature, I don’t find it as funny.” He shrugged. “But it certainly is a conversation starter.”
“Sure, if you’re naked,” Cara pointed out.
“Isn’t that the best time to have a conversation?” Dayne winked at her.
She rolled her eyes. “Unless it’s with your family.”
“Or your urologist,” Heath added.
He was done with this conversation. He was ready for the talking to stop and the action to begin. He was afraid if they waited too long, they risked Cara backing out.
Dayne slightly jerked up his chin at Heath, who answered with a single nod.
Heath squeezed her hips. “Bend over and show me that pretty pink pussy.”
As soon as Cara moved closer to the sawhorse and bent over, using it to support her hips, Dayne stepped forward and held his cock a hair’s breadth away from her lips. “Take it, Cara. Open your mouth and let me in.”
When her lips parted, he moved close enough to feed her his cock. The second her wet, warm mouth encircled him, he closed his eyes for a few seconds to bask in the pure pleasure.
As inexperienced as Cara seemed to be, he had no idea how many times she’d done this before. Since she didn’t balk at the idea of giving him head, he assumed that she had done it at least once before.
When she began to use her mouth and hand on him, he realized she either had a good amount of experience in this department or was a natural. However, he wasn’t asking that right now because it was rude to talk with a full mouth. And he certainly was filling hers.
Heath urged, “Tip up that ass more.”
The second she did, Heath dropped to his knees, spread her cheeks apart and buried his face, causing her groan to vibrate around Dayne’s cock.
He didn’t know who was getting the better end of the deal. Him with Cara sucking his cock? Or Heath with getting the first shot at eating out her pussy.
Dayne wanted that chance in the near future.
In the meantime, he was torn. Should he watch his cock sliding in and out of Cara’s full lips or Heath while he ate her pussy?
Maybe divide his time between the two?
Seeing Cara’s lips stretched around him and her cheeks hollowing out easily won out. Especially since Heath’s face and Cara’s pussy were both hidden from his view.
If he was in Heath’s shoes right now, he’d be tempted to explore her ass. However, with Cara, they might need to have an in-depth discussion on her limits first. Not everyone enjoyed ass play. Some were uneasy about it for various reasons.
It would be smart to know where Cara stood before attempting it. Most likely, she might not even know that herself. It was a damn shame she didn’t have any previous partners who weren’t selfish sexually and cared enough to help her discover her wants and needs.
Maybe even her darkest desires.
He’d be happy to help her figure all that out and more. In fact, he’d make it his personal mission. This week would be dedicated to Cara…
Shit. He had no idea what her last name was.
Not important right now, dummy. Her lips wrapped around his cock was priority. He’d sweat the small stuff later.
After he came. After she came.
He’d invite her to join him for dinner and, if she accepted, he could dig deeper then.
Either way, he planned to keep tabs on her. He certainly didn’t want to give any other guest the opportunity to take over her sexual education. Join them, maybe. Cut him out of the picture?
The thought of someone else’s cock in her mouth or pussy, or even ass, made him grit his teeth.
What the hell? He’d known her for less than a day and he was already getting possessive? That wasn’t like him. Not in the least.
What he loved about owning and living on the ranch resort was the variety. Of people. Of kinks. Of everything.
If you liked it, chances were, another guest did, too.
He had no reason to get tied down to a single partner. Or even two, like his brother Dylan. But this week he’d make that exception.
It was only a week. Both Heath, now his partner in crime, and Cara would be gone come Sunday and his sexcapades would return to their regularly scheduled programming.
His dad used to say, “Make hay while the sun is shining.” The sun was blinding right now so he needed to take advantage while he could.
Another groan drew his attention back to the woman bent over the sawhorse with her bare ass in the air. Heath’s face was buried to the point where Dayne could only see the top of his head. But whatever he was doing to her made Cara suck Dayne more enthusiastically.
With zero indication of any sort of jealousy, Heath seemed to be the perfect partner to join forces with him to teach Cara the ins and outs this week. Not only was he clearly attracted to the woman they currently shared, but he also had an interest in Dayne.
The attraction was mutual. In fact, if it was up to him, he’d bend Heath over the sawhorse next. If Cara got worked up simply watching Dayne give Heath head, he wondered how much she’d enjoy Dayne fucking Heath.
Without a doubt, Dayne would.
Not even seconds later, he had to jerk his cock free from her mouth when she tensed. Dayne wouldn’t risk being neutered if she was about to come.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Come for us, baby. Squirt all over his face. Make a mess. Show us what you’re capable of when it’s done right.”
Stroking his cock still slick from saliva, he watched her eyes slide close, her body twitch, and finally, her head drop forward as an orgasm rushed through her.
He waited for Heath to pop his head up, but he didn’t. He remained face deep in Cara’s pussy. Either he was lapping up Cara’s resulting arousal or he was on a mission to give her another orgasm .
Either way, it was time for Dayne to come, too.
Curling his fingers deeper into her long, blonde hair, he lifted her lax face and whispered her name. When her eyes slowly opened, they appeared unfocused.
“Stick out your tongue,” he ordered.
It took her a second for his words to sink in and when they did, she did what he ordered. He then slapped his cock against her tongue a few times before once again feeding her the length.
“I’m going to fuck your face,” he warned.
“But I’m only going to take it as far as you can handle.
If I go too far, squeeze my thigh.” He would restrain himself as best as he could, but giving her a way to tap out was necessary.
In this scenario, he could get rough. Some people could take it.
Some couldn’t. He didn’t want to push his luck and make it a bad experience for her. “Okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
She was a good sport. “Breathe through your nose as much as possible and relax your throat,” he instructed. “Whatever you do, don’t panic. Remember, simply squeeze my thigh, if necessary, and I’ll stop immediately.”
“Okay.”
Dayne glanced at Heath one more time. The man still hadn’t come up for air.
Using her hair to grip both sides of her head, Dayne once again fed her his cock.
The second she began to suck, he pushed his hips forward slowly until the head of his cock bumped the back of her mouth.
He quickly pulled back and did it again.
This would be a good test to see if she’d gag with how deep he was taking it, especially with his piercing.
So far, so good.
He continued to thrust his hips, going a little faster now, driving his cock deep but not enough to choke her .
Still, it was time to check in with her. He paused and tapped her cheek. When she opened her eyes, she lifted them to meet his. “You okay?”
With a full mouth, she couldn’t answer.
“Blink twice, if yes.”
He smiled when she flashed her eyes open and closed two times. Yes, she was definitely a good sport. Despite that, he needed to drill it into his head that she wasn’t his typical partner during play.
If you’re tempted to push it, don’t. Not today. Maybe not even this week. Even though she’s not a virgin, treat her like one. Don’t make her regret this.
Give her only positive experiences and maybe she’ll return in the future for more education and exploration.
If she did, for Dayne it could be a win-win situation.