Page 14 of Some Like It Rough

“Shall we eat, now?”

Paul helped her down and held her steady while she stepped out of her pants and retrieved her lace panties. She could clearly see the outline of his cock in his worn jeans, the damp spot where he was already wet for her. She didn’t bother to do up her blouse and just straightened her bra. She had a funny feeling that she’d soon be naked anyway.

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Luke dividedup the food and they sat down to eat, Julia in Paul’s lap, Luke close by. He studied Julia’s flushed face, saw the traces of her climax in her eyes and in her languid motions. He’d soon wind her up tight again; have her screaming his name this time when she came. He finished his food and then his beer and sat back to let them digest.

He noticed Paul couldn’t keep his hands off Julia. Even while he ate, he kept stroking her bare skin. Not that she seemed to mind. She’d always been very amenable to being touched by them both. Luke’s cock twitched and he focused on his plans for after dinner. If all went well, his cock would soon be as satisfied as his stomach.

He cleaned up the remains of the food and sat back in his chair. Paul was smiling down at Julia as she wiped a stray grain of rice from his cheek. Luke patted the seat next to him.

“Paul, come and sit down. I reckon it’s time Julia gave us something back for that orgasm we just gave her.”

“If she’s okay with that.” Paul took the seat, his hands relaxed on his knees, his blue eyes narrowed and intent on Julia. “Are you, honey?”

“She knows what I wanted her to do and she’s already agreed. Didn’t you see how wet she was when she came in here?”

Paul turned to stare at him. “Yeah, but?—”

“But how about you let me deal with this?” Luke tensed as Paul’s expression darkened and he watched the struggle unfold in his eyes. “And while Julia is sucking our cocks you’re not to touch her. You’re going to keep your hands behind your back.”

“Says who?”

Luke refused to look away. “Me. And if you want to argue about it, I’ll fucking tie your hands behind your back.”

Amused interest flashed over Paul’s face and he didn’t move an inch. Luke held his breath as the silence lengthened and then Paul let out his breath.

“Okay.”

“You’ll keep your hands to yourself?”

“Yeah.”

“Good.” Luke turned to Julia who was standing between them, her hands twisted in front of her. “You want to do it, right?”

She nodded and dropped to her knees in front of them both.

“Start by undoing our jeans.” He sucked in his breath as her fingers went to work on his zipper where his cock was taking up all the space it could. She slid her hand between his hot wet shaft and the teeth of the zipper, both protecting and arousing him more. The air felt cold as she pushed his jeans down to expose his balls as well.

“Now do Paul.” He watched as she turned her attention to Paul, heard his stifled curse as she revealed the thick purple crown of his cock and the long length of his shaft. “Start with him, I want to see you take all that into your mouth, I want to see you take him deep.”

As Julia’s red lips closed around Paul’s shaft, he groaned and bucked his hips off the seat. Julia grabbed his thigh and kept swallowing him down. Luke’s cock throbbed with anticipation, making pre-cum drip down the sides. Paul’s fingers clutched the edge of his seat, white with tension as if not touching Julia was almost impossible for him to bear.

“Stop and do me. Do me slow.”

Julia sat up, her color high, her breathing short, her nipples so tight he wanted to bite them hard. She angled her body toward him, and reached in to cup his balls before she slowly licked the slit at the top of his crown. When she bent forward, her blouse rode up at the back to display the soft curves of her ass.

“Yeah, just like that, Julia.” Briefly, Luke closed his eyes as she sucked him slowly into her hot, warm mouth. Somehow, it felt like he was coming home. “Look at her, Paul. Look how I’m fucking her mouth.”

He tried to relax into the amazing sensation, the feel of her mouth, her hand on his thigh, the light brush of her breasts against his jeans as she sucked him. He half opened his eyes and saw Paul’s big cock straining and kicking against his stomach. He wanted to lean over and pump it hard, make Paul as desperate to come as he was.

“Stop, Julia.” He waited until the pressure on his cock disappeared, hated losing it almost as much as he wanted to share it. “You want to get real close, Paul? You want her to take us both, make us come together?”

“Hell, yeah,” Paul said hoarsely and he stumbled to his feet and moved as close to Luke and Julia as he could. “It reminds me of the old days.” He stroked Julia’s hair. “You okay with this, honey?”

Julia kissed first Luke’s cock and then Paul’s. “Don’t I look like I’m enjoying myself?”

“Yeah, you do. I was just making sure before my cock took over my brain.”

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