Page 56 of Lucy and Her Wicked Three

Lucy coughs, "It's okay. I've just given regular blow jobs, I've never had someone… you know, fuck my throat."

"Not even Matty?"

She looks at me and shakes her head. "Is that something he likes?"

I shrug, "I dunno. Maybe. He likes a little bit of everything. Mostly he's into anal."

Lucy snorts, "Yeah, I figured that out. He wants to try double penetration. I have a feeling it's the only reason he pulled you guys in when he did," she jokes. Noah looks at her concernedly but I shake my head once. She's joking, she doesn't honestly think that's the only reason, and Noah correcting her will only make her feel patronized. Again.

"Alright, Lulu. I wanna see you give a blow job before we do this."

Lucy grins, looking up at me as I stand beside her and Noah. She reaches out for my belt but I tut, "Not me." I point at Noah.

"What? Me?" he asks.

That's a weird reaction to getting a blow job. I shrug, "You're being too easy on her. Ima show her what to do so she feels confident doing it. Then we'll spit roast our sweet little Lulu, and afterward, we'll order some takeout. I'm craving Greek foodagain." Both Lucy and Noah look at me with twin expressions, but I gently kick Noah's knee.

Frowning, I tilt my head, about to ask if he's okay, but he just nods his head in agreement.

"Take your clothes off, Noah," I tell him. It's not the first time I've taken charge with him and a third, but it feels different this time. More charged. In the past, I was more of a director. There always needs to be someone who takes control. But right now I feel stronger. More dominant. The air feels pressurized with expectation and anticipation.

Especially when he obeys. Undoing his belt I watch Lucy while she watches him. He pulls his shirt off before dropping his pants, stepping out of his boxers and socks. His cock, longer but a little thinner than mine, swings up.

Noah's got more of a swimmer's build. Lean and fit. He takes good care of himself. With light, nearly pale skin and cool undertones, the happy trail of hair leading from his navel to his cock looks feathery and light, and just like last night in the cab I find myself staring, wondering how soft it is. I know he trims—we all do—but I've never really thought about how it mightfeel.

He and Lucy look good together, I think, when he leans down and kisses her. While she kisses him back, I tug at the hem of her pants. She lifts her ass off the bed and I undress her, and they separate only long enough for me to pull off her top and bra.

Naked, Noah pushes her back on the bed, kissing down her throat, sucking her dark nipples into his mouth. I get undressed while watching them. I have an inexplicable need to see Noah's cock impaling Lucy. I want to see him give her pleasure. Noah will think of only her needs before he allows his own to come forward. It's the same for me and Mateo, we're generous lovers, I can attest to that.

But Noah has a pathological need to see the people he loves feel good. He's even thoughtful of me, even when I'm balls deepin someone else. There's a question in his eyes, checking in with me, to see if I'm ready. Only then will he let himself go.

I want to see him let himself go.

Lucy's moaning and squirming in the bed while Noah sucks on her nipple, playing with the other with his fingers.

I take over, moving his fingers with my own, and together, we slide our touch down her torso to her pussy. Both our hands come to her sex, and like we planned it, he dips a finger inside her while I play with her clit.

Lucy cries out, tries to buck off the bed.

I want her panting and delirious with need, so we tease her, never quite giving enough pressure, speed or friction. But two different hands on her sex must be driving her wild. When she gets too close to coming, I smack Noah's hip, breaking the spell.

In unison, we pull her up to a seat, and she whimpers at the loss of touch, so I climb behind her and hold her close while Noah climbs off the bed.

He steps forward, so his cock is right in her face, and since I'm right there with her, I get a good facefull. I glance up at Noah and we catch eyes. He doesn't look uncomfortable. In fact, he looks ready fuck, looking back and forth between me and Lucy.

"You ready to take him, Lu?"

She nods abruptly and Noah takes his cock in his hand, pushing his pelvis forward.

"Open your lips, baby, let him push in."

She does as I say and I realize, I've never coached someone like this. The control is potent. It's like I'm taking care of both of them. It's fucking wild.

I wonder what she'd say if I told her we'd never really done anything like this before either, with me right there, guiding her through it, being this close to Noah, having his pleasure in my control.

Lucy bobs her head a few times while Noah holds back from thrusting his hips. I let her get a rhythm before I start instructing again.

"You look so pretty with him in your mouth, Lu. How does she feel, Noah? How's her mouth feel?"

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