Page 97 of Pucking Amazing

“Aw, like you don’t love every minute of it.” Sydney winks, her hand finding its way back to my crotch.

“Yeah, Ty, we know you’re enjoying this,” DJ whispers, his warm breath tickling my neck. “No need to play coy.”

“Who’s playing?” I grin, feeling bold. “Maybe I’m just getting started.”

“Oh really?” Syd arches an eyebrow, her expression a challenge. “Wanna show us what you got?”

DJ flags down the waiter for the check. “I think that’s our cue to take this party somewhere more...private.”

“Lead the way.” I down the rest of my drink, pulse already racing in anticipation.

The moment the bill is settled, we’re stumbling towards the bathroom, giddy, barely able to keep our hands off each other.

As soon as the door locks behind us, DJ pushes me up against the wall, his mouth hot and urgent on mine. I lose myself in the taste of him, in the feel of his hard body pressed against mine. Sydney works at my belt, her nimble fingers making quick work of it.

When she takes me into her warm, soft hand, I groan into DJ’s mouth.

I catch sight of us in the mirrors lining the walls - a tangle of groping hands and writhing bodies. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. DJ notices me looking and flashes a wolfish grin.

“Like what you see, Ty?” He nips at my throat. “‘Cause I sure do.”

He turns his attention to Sydney, scooping her up and setting her on the black marble counter. She gasps as he tugs her panties down her long legs and pushes her skirt up around her waist. Watching him dip his head between her thighs, seeing her fingers tangle in his dark hair as he devours her—fuck, it’s almost too much.

“Don’t just stand there,” DJ barks, coming up for air. “Get over here and fuck our girl. Now.”

His tone brooks no argument. I can only obey, moving to slide my hard length into Sydney’s slick heat as DJ watches intently, his own hand working at his cock.

Sydney moans, throwing her head back as I fill her. “God, Tyler, yes...”

I set a hard, fast rhythm, driven by the intensity of DJ’s stare and the intoxicating sounds spilling from Syd’s lips. She feels incredible, her tight walls clenching around me with each deep thrust. I grip her hips, pulling her to meet my increasingly erratic strokes.

“Fuck, you two are so hot like this,” DJ growls approvingly. He steps closer, fisting a hand in Sydney’s hair. “Ty, think you can hold our girl up while you fuck her? I need that mouth on me.”

Sydney stands, groaning as I slip out of her, and I spin her around and hitch her hips up until I can fill her again.

DJ grins. “Good boy. Now don’t let her go,” he instructs, and then grabs a fistful of Syd’s hair, dragging her mouth down to his straining erection until she’s braced between us. “Open up, baby girl. I know how much you love choking on my cock.”

She parts her lips eagerly and I watch, mesmerized, as she swallows him down. The sight sends a jolt of lust straight to my own throbbing dick. My hips stutter, my climax building embarrassingly fast.

“That’s it, Ty, fuck her harder,” DJ commands breathlessly. “Make our girl come all over that big cock. Fuck her into me until my cock fills her throat.”

Jesus, the things he says.

I piston into Sydney, my grip tight on her hips, slamming her back into me with everything I’ve got. She whimpers around DJ as his cock moves deeper into her mouth, the vibrations making him curse and tighten his grip on her hair.

“Shit, just like that...I’m gonna come down your throat, Syd.”

My hips snap forward, driving into Sydney’s slick heat as DJ’s words push me over the edge. “Fuck, Syd, I’m gonna come,” I grunt, my fingers digging into the flesh of her hips.

She cries out around DJ’s cock as her own orgasm crashes through her, the sensation of her clenching around me making my eyes roll back. I empty myself inside her with a hoarse shout, pumping into her throbbing heat until I’m completely spent.

DJ throws his head back with a growl, his entire body going taut as he reaches his peak.

“Take it, baby. Swallow every drop,” he growls, holding Sydney’s head still as he spills himself down her eager throat.

She does as she’s told, gulping and gasping as she works to accommodate his release. When he finally pulls out, Syd falls back against my chest, still trembling. I wrap my arms around her, holding her up, as DJ tucks himself back into his pants with a self-satisfied smirk.

“Damn, you two are a sight,” he rumbles appreciatively, his eyes roaming over our slick, entwined bodies. “I could watch you fuck our girl all day, Ty.”

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