Page 80 of True Blue

He pulls his head back to look at her with a raised brow. “What do you have in mind, sunshine?” We’ve been togetherin a lot of different positions, one of my favorite times being when Bentley fucked Janette on the couch while sucking me off at the same time. I practically passed out and barely lasted a few minutes before blowing in his mouth. But the curiosity on Janette’s face piques my own.

“I want both of you.” Janette looks between us, hands on the back of each of our heads. “At the same time.” I swallow, eyes sliding over to Bentley’s. He stares at her with a slight smile, eyes dark, and the look makes my cock twitch in his hand. I groan and Bentley responds by squeezing me and making me hiss.

“As much as that idea turns both of us on,” Bentley says against the skin of her neck. “Let’s slow down a bit. How do you want to do this? Neither of us want to hurt you.”

Janette’s eyebrows pull together, hand tightening on the back of my head. I lean up and kiss her, smoothing the wrinkle in her forehead with my thumb. “He means do you want us both in one hole or one of us in your ass?”

Her face grows hot, and I kiss the tip of her nose with a chuckle. “I meant anal,” she says, glancing between the two of us. “I don’t think my vagina could handle both of you at once.”

Bentley laughs, releasing both of us and getting up off the bed. He heads over to my closet, both of us staring at his back as he walks. “We can work our way toward that another day.” He looks over his shoulder at us. “We’d just need to stretch you out beforehand.” Janette and I breathe heavily for a minute, staring at Bentley as he finds the shelf he’s looking for and turns back toward us, lube in hand. “Both of you get naked.”

We each scramble to follow Bentley’s orders, anticipation cutting through the cloud of lusty haze around us. Janette pulls off her leggings while I whip off my shirt and push down my jeans and boxers at once. My dick bobs out, already leaking precum and Janette’s hand reaches out and fists around mybase. I groan and she giggles, starting to move her hand slowly over me.

“No touching,” Bentley bites and Janette’s hand disappears immediately. I huff, looking over at a now naked Bentley standing at the side of the bed. I usually love following his commands, knowing what will come is worth it. But sometimes I forget that in the moment. He restores my good mood with his next order though.

“Bra and panties, sunshine.”

Janette smirks, removing her bra and making me clench my fists to hold back from touching the newly exposed skin. Her soaked underwear goes next, the little ball of lacy cloth bouncing off Bentley’s chest when she tosses them at him.

“Cute.” Bentley puts one knee on the bed, dropping the lube on my bedside table. Grabbing Janette’s ankle, he pulls her down till her ass meets the edge of the bed, splaying her top half out between us as she loses her balance. “How we deciding this?”

“Deciding what?” Janette says, propping herself up on her elbows.

Bentley stares at me as he answers her. “Which of us gets to be your first.”

I smile, kneeling next to Janette’s head. “Rock paper scissors?”

He shrugs. “Works for me.” We each throw our fists out, bobbing them up and down as he calls out the countdown. On scissors, we each throw, my fingers flattening out to call paper. Bentley smirks, mimicking cutting my hand in half with his index and middle before looking down at Janette. “Looks like it’s going to be me. Much better prize than not driving home.”

I roll my eyes, sitting back on my knees again and trying to ignore my needy cock at his tone of voice.

He moves his knee off the bed, dropping down to the floor between her spread legs. His eyes find mine over her body. “Helpme make her come and then we’ll prep her. Hands to yourself, sunshine.” With his final command, he buries his face in the apex of her thighs, making her whimper and squirm, his arm banding over her hips to hold her down.

I lean over her shoulder, licking circles across her collarbone as I move down her chest. Taking her right nipple in my mouth, I lightly bite and suck the pebbled peak, rolling the other between my fingers. Janette cries out, head moving from side to side next to my knees. Her hands fist the blanket and sheets haphazardly strewn beneath her and I smile against her skin. My kisses leave goose bumps in their wake as I switch between her breasts and watch Bentley eat her out with his eyes closed. Janette’s thighs shake around his head, hips trying to move against his arm before she lets out a long groan, stomach muscles tightening. Bentley’s face appears, eyes bright and chin covered in her release. I lean down, grabbing the back of his head and thrusting my tongue into his mouth to taste her. We both moan, the sounds mixing along with our tongues between us.

Bentley lets me kiss him for a few moments before wrenching me back by my hair and smiling. “Lay down on the bed.” He nods at the pillows to my right, and I move around Janette. Every time we’ve all fucked since we got back to the Coast, one of the two of us has played with her ass, prepping her for one of us to eventually take her last virginity. We made it up to three fingers last time, but even that will be smaller than Bentley’s cock, especially with mine already filling her.

Bentley helps her sit up so that I can lay down, her movements a little dazed. Once my head meets a pillow, Bentley nudges her toward me. With a single sentence, he has my cock growing impossibly harder. “Sit on his face, sunshine.”

She hums, dazed pupils flashing before she crawls up the bed until her knees are on either side of my head, Bentley behind her to reinforce her clumsy movements. I smile, looking up ather and licking my lips. “Sit down, Blue.” My hands reach up to grasp her hips, taking a second to revel in the silky smoothness of her skin before I help her come down. She covers my face, my tongue easily finding her soaked clit. She grips my headboard, crying out as I ease her toward another orgasm.

Bentley straddles my hips, his hard cock against mine, making me dig my fingers in against Janette’s skin and curse. He leans forward and I hear the pop of the lube cap opening. Janette flinches above me and I feel lube run off her skin and over my neck. I lick down to her entrance, finding Bentley’s fingers slowly stretching her a few inches away. I start probing her in rhythm with his fingers, Janette rocking her hips along a moment later. Her thighs tighten to bracket my head more and I smile, massaging my fingers into her hips. Oh, to die between her thighs.

Minutes pass as we work her up together, pulling back each time she gets close to the edge. The sounds of her heavy breathing and Bentley’s soaked fingers moving in and out of her create a buzzing contentment in my chest. I lap at her happily, savoring her taste on my tongue. Janette rotates her hips and pants above me, grunting in frustration each time we pause.

“Stop,” Bentley suddenly calls, pulling my hands away from her skin. “Axel, sit up a little.” He pulls Janette down to straddle my stomach while I grab another pillow and pull us back together. I stare up at Blue and find her eyes almost closed, chest moving quickly to draw her breaths in. My hands come up to cup her breasts, fingers playing with her nipples as Bentley moves in behind her.

“Ready?” he murmurs against her shoulder and her eyes open more, head nodding. He wraps an arm around her middle, lifting her while fisting the base of my dick at the same time. I throw my head back as he positions us, dragging her down over me until I’m fully seated inside her. Her warm walls grip me,replacing the grasp of Bentley’s hand and the sensation makes an inarticulate groan rumble from my chest. Blue moans, head lolling back onto Bentley’s shoulder, and he chuckles. “Still want both of us?”

She nods, and breathily pleads, “Please.”

Bentley groans before pushing her down over me slowly with a hand on the center of her back. Her head lands on my shoulder and she nuzzles into my neck, kissing me at my pulse point and making me shiver. He leans down over her to kiss me for a moment, soft lips commanding mine and scrambling my thoughts to oblivion before he pops back up. “Don’t move yet.” I nod, trying to form coherent thoughts and wrapping my arms around Janette. I start rubbing her back. She kisses my throat again, as I watch Bentley line himself up. His hands land on her hips, holding us both still. “Ready, sunshine?”

She nods fervently, nose brushing against me, and he slowly starts to push into her. She tenses and he pauses, one hand joining mine to rub circles into her lower back. “Relax, baby. We’ll go slow.”

She digs a hand into my hair, holding on to me as he eases another inch into her, rocking his hips slowly. I start to feel him sliding against me, the thin barrier inside her the only thing between us, and almost shut my eyes, breathing through my nose to keep myself from moving along with him. Another inch and Janette moans as he pulls back, trying to move her hips with him and clenching around me. I watch Bentley move, feeling Janette slowly grow more pliable over top of me as she relaxes fully into us. When his hips finally meet her ass, he stares down at me, sweat darkening his hair and lightly lining his shoulder muscles.

“So fucking tight,” he whispers, mouth hanging open a little afterward.

---