Fifteen - Jack
Flint’s cum was oozing out of me in a way that had me shuddering and fighting for breath. Sage was bouncing on top of me like her life depended on it, and now Flint’s hands were on my balls.
It was too much. Whatever self-control I ever had, or any hope of holding back, vanished in a loud howl. My hips thrust upward into Sage, almost toppling her, but hitting her deep enough to trigger her own noisy climax in tandem with mine.
Flint chuckling in my ear as he caressed me through every twitch and spasm made me smile, despite how hard I was coming. Sage was howling like a banshee on top of me, begging me to fill her up while I held her thighs firmly in place.
Glancing upward at her, she really was something else. I’d lost count of how many times she’d climaxed already, but she still wanted more. She still couldn’t get enough pleasure, no matter how much we gave her. Women were incredible in that way, and ones like Sage even more so.
Flint continued teasing me with the perfect amount of pressure until my post-orgasmic sensitivity made me bat him away with a grunt and a giggle.
“Had enough?”
“For now.” I smiled and gave him a tender, soft kiss. “Are you finally satisfied?” I looked up at Sage. She had come back down from her climax and was now fighting for breath.
“For now.” She pursed her lips and shrugged before rolling off me.
With both of them pressing into either side of me, a collective sigh was let out. The synchronicity of it and volume immediately had all of us giggling at both the shared sense of relief and what we’d just done together.
My entire body felt tired from the effort.
I peaked with an intensity I’d never known.
I guess that’s why there’s so much fuss made about threesomes—two people can give you more pleasure than one could.
Despite all the crazy stuff I’d gotten up to, this was my first. God willing, it wouldn’t be my last.
I was pretty sure we weren’t done for the evening, but we were satisfied for now. I wrapped my arms around both of them, feeling like the conduit that had kept it all together.
Sage was the one who started it. Her absolute fearlessness and daring nature had pushed both of us from the moment we met her.
Flint’s willingness to go along with things, to go with the flow rather than plan, had been a welcome surprise. He was finally getting out of his head about his ex and exploring things I knew he’d always wanted to.
But I was the connector that made it all happen. I stepped back when needed and pushed when things had to be pushed. It felt good to be that guy, and even better to be in the middle of these two.
I pulled Sage close and kissed her hard before turning my attention to Flint. I would stay like this all night if I could, making every second count and pulling as much pleasure from the moment as possible.