Eleven - Flint
Sage looked sexier than ever, kneeling between us, firmly in control with a shaft in either hand. I thought I might go off too early when she began wanking me slowly, but I somehow found the restraint to hold back. Then she leaned forward, her mouth open, maintaining eye contact her entire descent.
Christ, I was in real trouble.
I groaned and gripped the back of her head as she effortlessly swallowed more than half my length—more than any woman had ever taken in their mouth.
My knees buckled. I held her shoulder for support, while Jack’s reassuring hand on my back helped keep me upright.
“Oh, she’s good.” Jack snickered, remarking at how easily she’d taken so much of my shaft.
“Fuck, you have no idea.” My words were strangled as she made several teasingly slow passes.
“No, but he will.” Without missing a beat, Sage switched from my cock to his.
With his slightly smaller length, she pretty much had him entirely in her mouth. Now it was his turn to need my support.
“Told you.” I couldn’t help but sound a little smug. Sage’s grip around me tightened, choking any further words.
“I feel so spoiled!” She cackled, swapping cocks and taking us so hard and deep she made loud, wet, obscene sounds.
I was still holding onto Jack for support, and he was doing the same to me, while Sage giggled and greedily kept alternating between us.
Whether it was to keep us right on that delicious edge, or she genuinely couldn’t decide whose cock she preferred, I didn’t know.
She was going at it with the enthusiasm of a woman who had waited too long to try something like this—possibly as long as I’d secretly wanted to try something with another man.
I never imagined it would be with a friend, or if I would ever manage to get over my fear of actually doing something, of taking that first step, but now that I had, I was glad it was a shared experience.
Even during Jack’s wildest adventures, I don’t think he’d ever managed to have a threesome with another man, and I was pretty sure Sage hadn’t done anything like this, either.
We were all exploring something new together and learning as we went.
While she continued to work away beneath us, I leaned over, pulling Jack in for another kiss. It was something I was enjoying more than I thought I would, and feeling braver about doing every time.
Jack smiled briefly before our lips touched, his tongue quickly finding mine. Sage moaned beneath us, but I wasn’t aware what she was doing until I felt my cock pressing against something hard. With a gasp, I realized it was Jack’s cock. Christ, that was hot.
“Mmm, both at the same time!” Sage cooed before cramming as much cock in her mouth as she could.
Her sheer joy was met by small moans and whimpers from Jack and me as she rubbed, pulled, and sucked on us simultaneously.
She couldn’t fit nearly as much in her hot, sweet mouth, but the sheer filthiness of what we were doing was stealing my breath and pushing that familiar pressure back between my legs.
“Fuck, if you keep that up, I’m going to blow my load….” I gasped, leaning heavily on Jack.
“No. No yet.” Sage stopped abruptly and gripped me so tightly it hurt. “I can’t have you coming before you’ve fucked me.”
Her words were so curt, so to the point and matter-of-fact, yet so laced with lust and desire that it was hard to say no.
Turning her gaze to Jack, she purred, “You don’t mind if I go first, do you?”
Jack shook his head, his mouth open and eyes wide at this force of nature who was clearly running things. Any thoughts that he was in control vanished. This was Sage’s show, and we were merely happy to be a part of it.
“How do you want to do this?” I tried to sound bold, but my words were barely a squeak.
Sage stood up, her face inches from mine. She stole a quick kiss from me, pushing the merest hint of the taste of mine and Jack’s precum onto my tongue. It was so kinky that a shudder ran through my entire body.
“I’m going to turn around, grab the bed, and I want you to rail me from behind. Oh, and don’t worry about a condom. I’m on birth control, as long as you’re clean?”
“I’m clean.” My cock twitched at the thought of fucking her raw.
“Me too. Tested just before we left.” Jack answered when her searchlight gaze turned to him.
“Wonderful.” She grabbed another quick kiss, and then did the same to Jack before doing exactly what she said she would: turning around and offering her ass high.
I took a moment to appreciate just how perfectly pert of a peach it was, running my fingers all around its firm yet soft shape.
My cock was aching, desperate to be buried in her hot, tight pussy. I was mere inches away, but something in me was holding back. It was hesitant, for reasons I couldn’t quite understand.
Was this all too much? Was fucking a hot stranger in front of a friend a line I never thought I would cross? The prospect of sharing myself with Jack was still playing at the back of my mind, filling me with fear and excitement in equal measure.
“You want me to help you?” Without waiting for an answer, Jack was by my side, his hand wrapped around my cock, pulling me toward Sage.
“Oh, that sounds fucking hot!” She squealed with delight, holding herself open wide as Jack guided me inside.
I groaned at the combination of his tight grip and her boiling insides.
“There you go.” Jack kissed my neck as he fed the head and a few more inches inside her.
The second I was in her, my hips thrust forward on autopilot—one long, slow, controlled thrust that didn’t stop until my balls were pressed against her lips. Sage let go of her thighs to grab the bed in front of her, the air knocked from her lungs at our joining.
“Fuck, you are big….” She groaned and ground back into me, quickly becoming accustomed to my length and girth.
“Too big?” I knew enough to go slow. I’d hurt a few women with my size in the past.
“Too fucking perfect.” She pushed back into me, swallowing whatever was left between us. “I’m not sure if you’ve been with fragile girls or whatever before, Flint, but I like it rough. Fuck me hard….”
Without waiting for a response, she was driving her hips back and forth, using me like a human dildo she could use for her own pleasure. I had to say, I was loving it. She may have looked like my ex, but this wasn’t how my ex liked to get down at all.
Digging my fingers hard into her thighs, I matched her thrust for thrust. The sounds of our bodies slapping together soon filled the room, along with our rising moans and groans.
“You look so fucking sexy right now,” Jack whispered in my ear. He was standing next to me, watching everything while wanking himself in time to our movements.
He turned me toward him, kissing me hard while I thrust into Sage. The three of us, connected in such an intimate way, spiraled my pleasure higher and higher.
“Are you boys kissing back there? That’s so fucking hot.” Sage gasped. A second later, I could feel her fingers pulling at her lips while I fucked her with slow, determined thrusts.
“If you think kissing is hot, wait until you hear what I’ve got planned next….” Jack’s voice was a throaty growl in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
“What’s that?” Sage panted as I sped up my hips.
“I’m going to fuck Flint while he fucks you….”
Sage’s moan of lust was drowned out by my own at the prospect of giving and receiving pleasure simultaneously.