Page 51 of Karma

Grim grumbles something and his laser eyes grow a couple of degrees hotter. He’s clearly correctly interpreting my jibe at his age again. Eddie, the guy who runs this place, is at least fifty-five, and Grim is a perfect specimen of a man in his prime. Maybe I shouldn’t be making Grim any angrier. But damn it, I like teasing him. And I want to see the full might of his predatory nature come out to play one of these days.

Now that we’re all in this room together the air seems to pulse with the tension rising off them. Sexual mostly. But they’re still angry with me too. To say you could cut the air with a knife would be a lie. No knife can cut this.

Karma seems to be feeling it too. She stalks towards me with such purposeful intent and lightning in her eyes I involuntarily take a step back. But there’s only the door back there and I’m not opening that again. She grabs a fistful of my shirt and pulls me so close I can practically already taste her luscious lips. She’s more than a head shorter than me, but damn if she doesn’t feel taller with that commanding look in her eyes and sheer force radiating off her.

“I don’t like being left behind,” she says. “We started something. And you’re gonna man up and admit it.”

“That I want you like no other woman?” I say and grin at her. “I’ll admit that all day long.”

“No, I want you to admit that you want this as much as we do,” she says firmly, pointing at the three of us and not smiling back. “And that you’ll see it through.”

Then she kisses me, swallows my reply right off my lips, which is for the best because it would’ve been stupid. She tastes like summer and sunlight, the freshness of the open road, the strength that coils through her muscles and just a little bit like that coffee she likes to brew so much.

I want her brewing that coffee for me each morning for the end of my days. I’ll admit that freely too. Trouble is, the end of my days is coming soon. I’m glad she stopped me from having to think or talk about that right now. We don’t have to think or talk about anything.

She pulls me to the bed and uses that fist to make me take my shirt off. Then she kneels before me and rips off my jeans next. And as always when we get naked together, the rest of the world just whooshes away and stays gone. All except Grim’s towering presence and blue laser eyes still boring into me, into us, with force unmatched even by the ferocity of Karma’s kiss.

She pushes down against my shoulders, the rusty sheets cool against my ass as I sit down. But in the next moment, my cock is in her palm, quickly filling with the last dregs of blood from my brain that still allowed me to think. My ability to do that is completely gone as first her hot breath and then her lips touch my dick.

The only thought seared into my brain is how beautiful she looks with my cock in her mouth. And I don’t need a brain to think that. It’s just a soul fact.

She takes my cock deep, sucking it in, then comes up to the tip, threatening to take it all away. But she doesn’t. And on and on like that. She’s been giving until now. But today she’s taking and every nerve ending in my body knows it. She’s completely in control of my dick and I wouldn’t want it any other way. Myhand on the back of her head is just for show. She’s in charge today and that’s just fine by me. Too bad the pleasure she’s giving me is giving me blurry vision, making it hard to see her beautiful face and her perfect mouth clearly. But oh, do I feel its perfectness.

Miraculously maybe, I’m also still aware of Grim’s laser-focused gaze on us. I hear the metal buttons of his cut hit the floorboards, hear his thudding footsteps as he walks over, and certainly hear the zipper of his jeans opening. From then on, it’s just about feeling. The pulsing of his fat cock in the small space between us, his hand a fist in my hair, his voice, as he says, “I’m gonna need some of that too.”

It rumbles through my chest and results in my just opening my mouth to receive him, no prior decision to do it necessary. He rams his cock in, hitting the back of my throat and making me gag and cough for the first time in forever. Karma is coughing too, because my cock just grew some more, to the thickest it’s ever been. Man, they really mean business today.

And as long as they don’t tie me down on the bed to do what they want to me, I’m just fine with them taking what they want. Maybe I’d even be fine if they did tie me down. But that’s a distant thought. Cold like deep northern winters and things that will never happen. And it floats away just as quickly as it came as Grim continues his assault on my throat.

Karma’s taking my newly swelled up cock like a champ and so am I. This taking and giving at the same time is some kind of heaven. I use my hand in Karma’s hair to thrust my cock down her willing throat. Grim’s using both of his to do the same to mine.

His strength passes through his arms and into me and I’m giving it right back to Karma. She in turn is working my dick in ways that make my whole body pulse with whatever you’d call that thing that’s more than absolute bliss. And that passes backthrough me to Grim. And then back down. Like an endlessly traveling train. Too bad it’s not leading anywhere but in circles. That thought pops like an air bubble too, as soon as it surfaces.

Groans and moans and the creaking of floorboards and the bed are the only sounds in the room. And I don’t know who’s causing what. I just know that I’m finished, can’t take the pleasure anymore, gotta release some of it.

I come into Karma’s mouth, not warning her first, making her gag again. But she swallows it all. Just as I take all of what Grim has to give, trying not to gag too, as his cock pulses and throbs deep in my throat as he gives me all he’s got.

I still can’t see clearly once it’s all done and the pleasure is reduced to sparks traveling all over my skin and beneath it. But I sure see Karma’s huge smile as she looks up at me, and Grim’s laser blue eyes, which I’d know were on me even if I was dead.

“My turn,” Karma says and she couldn’t be more right.

I grab her and lay her down on the bed. Grim helps me remove her clothes as she laughs, sounding like wind chimes on a perfect summer afternoon. Which this already is.

All the tension is gone from the room and from between us. We cut it up with the only thing that had any hope of doing it. I just don’t know if it was just the orgasms we shared. Or the commitment.

But one taste of Karma’s skin drives even that thought from my mind, locking it away with everything else that doesn’t belong with us in this perfect moment in time.

She writhes and moans, pulling on my hair, caressing what she can reach of me as my tongue and my fingers work on her sweet pussy. Grim is kissing her nipples and her belly, her lips and her neck. The sounds of pleasure escaping her perfect lips are the best song I’ve ever heard. Better even than her laugh.

She practically screams as Grim’s lips join mine on her clit. And after that, it doesn’t take her long to come. Her body tensingbeneath us, her hands gripping the bedsheets, and the sweet moans escaping her lips with her jagged breaths filling the whole room with her pleasure.

Making her come is fast becoming my favorite thing in the world. The way she smiles, the way her whole face softens, stripping away all hardness, leaving only the most amazingly beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life. And Grim… I want him in ways I’ve never wanted a man and I’ve had my moments.

How the fuck do I keep them?

But that’s not a problem I need to solve right now. I can just fall asleep in their arms for a while. Tomorrow’s problem and all that.

I never wanted tomorrow to come more… while at the same time wishing it never does.

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