Chapter 14 No Audience #4
Vina kept riding while their mouths moved. Slow rise. Deep downstroke. Circle. Clench. Each motion had a purpose, but pleasure began roughening the pattern. I felt it in the extra grind at the bottom and heard it when her breath broke against Lucy's lips.
Lucy cupped Vina's breast and rolled the nipple between her fingers. The following drop came faster.
"That changes it," Lucy said.
"Do it again."
Lucy pinched. Vina drove herself down on me and cried out.
My hands tightened on her ass. I followed her movement without stealing it, lifting only when her hips invited me. She controlled depth and tempo, changing from long strokes to shallow circles that kept the head of my cock pressed inside her while her clit rubbed against my body.
Lucy kissed Vina's neck. Her hand moved from Vina's breast to her clit.
Vina caught her wrist. "Hold me there. Don't make me come yet."
Lucy understood. She kept two fingers pressed beside Vina's clit without moving them. Vina ground over the contact, taking the pressure she wanted while denying herself the speed that would finish it.
"You really do like waiting," Vina said.
"I like choosing when waiting ends."
"Good. Choose late."
Vina's fingers slid between Lucy's thighs. Lucy was still wet and sensitive from two orgasms. She gasped when Vina touched her clit.
"Too much?" Vina asked.
Lucy shook her head. "Lighter."
Vina softened the stroke at once. Her fingers made delicate circles while her hips maintained a deeper rhythm over my cock. Lucy's eyes closed. She pressed her forehead to Vina's shoulder, one hand still holding the edge at Vina's clit.
The three rhythms braided together. Vina rode me with increasingly hard downstrokes.
Her fingers kept Lucy climbing in small, precise increments.
Lucy held pressure against Vina and adjusted whenever Vina's breath sharpened.
I stayed under her, hands full of her ass, cock buried in the tempo she built.
Vina leaned down until her breasts pressed against my chest. The angle changed her downstrokes into deep grinds.
She rolled forward, clenching around the base of my cock, then dragged back slowly enough for every tight inch of her pussy to work along my shaft.
Lucy followed her down and kissed the side of her neck.
"That one," Lucy whispered. "The slow pull. Do it again."
Vina obeyed. Her pussy squeezed as she rose, released by a fraction, then tightened before she dropped. I groaned and drove my fingers into her ass.
Lucy felt the motion through the hand she'd kept on Vina's stomach. "You're clenching before the downstroke."
"Stops him from getting comfortable."
"It's working," I said.
Vina smiled against my mouth and changed again. She sat upright, gave me three faster drops, then returned to the slow drag Lucy had named. The contrast hit harder than either rhythm alone.
At the same time, Vina crooked two slick fingers around Lucy's clit and drew her nearer.
Lucy hooked an arm around Vina's shoulders, giving herself to the contact without leaving Vina unsupported.
Her thigh pressed along mine. Each time Vina sank onto my cock, her hand delivered a matching stroke to Lucy.
Lucy kissed her through the pattern. "You're still taking care of me while he's inside you."
Vina's eyes softened. "I want you in this with us."
"I am."
Lucy proved it by rolling Vina's nipple between her fingers and increasing the pressure at her clit. Vina's controlled ride broke into one sharp drop, then another.
"Look at me, Lips."
Vina opened her eyes.
I saw the private woman from the door. No grin for a crowd. No clever defense. Her eyes were wet with pleasure and something deeper she wasn't ready to name.
"Don't disappear on us," I said.
"I'm here."
Lucy kissed her cheek. "We know."
Vina's hips stuttered. Her pussy clenched around me hard enough to stop the next thrust. She recovered by changing the rhythm, quick downstrokes replacing the long rise and fall. The bed shook beneath us.
"Fuck me back," she told me.
I drove up.
Vina cried out and met me harder. Lucy's fingers finally started moving over her clit, slow circles at first. Vina's hand kept working Lucy with the lighter pressure she'd requested. Both women trembled around me, touching each other through every thrust.
"Hold," Lucy said.
Vina slowed but didn't stop. Her hips made tight circles while I stayed deep. Her pussy pulsed around my cock. My release crowded the base of my spine again, closer now, dragged forward by every clench.
"I can't hold much longer," I said.
Lucy watched my face, then Vina's. "Neither can she."
Vina laughed breathlessly. "Ace has data."
"Ace is right."
Lucy's hand tightened on Vina's hip. "Do you want the edge released?"
Vina looked down at me. Her hips kept their slow circle. "I want all three of us."
"Say the rest," I said.
Her face opened.
"Come inside me, Nash." The words came rough and clear. "When I come, fill me. I want to feel you lose it in me while Lucy does too."
Lucy's breath caught. Vina's fingers pressed a little firmer over her clit.
"Ready, Ace?" Vina asked.
Lucy kissed her mouth. "Now."
The hold broke.
Vina rose and slammed down, taking me deep. I thrust up to meet her. Lucy's fingers worked Vina's clit faster while Vina matched the pace against Lucy. Their mouths stayed together, moans breaking through the kiss as the rhythm accelerated.
Vina clenched around me on every downstroke. Her ass filled my hands. Her breasts moved against Lucy's chest. I watched Lucy lose her careful breathing first, watched Vina feel it and drive her fingers in tighter circles.
"Come with me," Vina said against Lucy's mouth.
Lucy's body locked. A cry tore from her as she came under Vina's hand, thighs trembling, fingers digging into Vina's hip. The sight and sound pushed Vina over. Her pussy clamped down around my cock in a hard, wet pulse.
"Nash, now. Fuck, come inside me."
I drove up and came.
My cock pulsed deep inside Vina, filling her in thick, hot bursts while her orgasm gripped and milked every release from me.
She threw her head back and screamed, hips grinding frantically through the contractions.
Lucy held her upright, kissing her breast and working her clit until Vina's scream broke into helpless sounds.
The three of us shook together. Vina kept touching Lucy through her own orgasm. Lucy kept her hand between Vina's thighs. I held Vina down on my cock and felt cum flood the tight space around us, then leak warm where our bodies met.
Vina collapsed over my chest.
Lucy came with her, wrapping an arm around Vina's waist and pressing close along her side. My cock remained inside Vina, still twitching in the wet heat. Her pussy answered with soft aftershocks that drew weak groans from both of us.
For a while, none of us could manage words.
Vina's weight covered me from chest to hips.
Her heart hammered against mine. Lucy lay half across her back with one arm around both of us, her lips resting near Vina's shoulder.
Sweat cooled between our bodies, but my cock stayed buried in Vina's pussy, held by the soft contractions still moving through her.
Every pulse pushed another warm trace of cum around my shaft.
Vina shifted and sucked in a breath.
"Sore?" I asked.
"In several memorable places." Her voice was nearly gone. "I'm considering leaving a five-star review, but the sheets have seen things no fitted sheet should have to process."
Lucy raised her head. "Vina."
"What? I'm complimenting the establishment."
"Stay here."
The joke waiting behind Vina's lips disappeared.
Lucy brushed damp red hair away from her face. "Don't make us laugh past this yet. I want you here when it's quiet."
Vina searched her expression. "I'm right here."
"You know what I mean."
Lucy kissed her with no hurry in it. Vina relaxed over me by degrees, mouth softening beneath Lucy's, fingers uncurling against my chest. The kiss lasted through the last of our shaking. When it ended, Vina didn't replace it with a line. She rested her forehead against Lucy's.
"This is the part I don't know what to do with," she admitted.
"You don't have to do anything."
"I'm bad at that."
"I've noticed."
Vina managed a small smile. "That sounded judgmental."
"It was affectionate."