Dropping to my knees, I replied, “That’s part of what you’re getting.”
I bent to my task, savoring the sound of Aiden sighing and relaxing on the bed. There were a lot of things I liked about having a relationship with my three neighbors, but always being nearby to comfort each other was a big one. Aiden had come to my rescue on several occasions after I’d had a bad day at work, like when I’d had to fire someone for stealing golf balls from the supply room. Now it was my turn to repay the favor.
I was good at myjob, so to speak, especially now that we had been together long enough that I knew exactly what he liked. I could feel his thighs tensing underneath me, going relaxed again, then tensing once more as I pleasured him with my lips and tongue.
“I’m close,” he gritted out after a few minutes.
I replied by moaning around his tip.
“Slow down,” he said. “I want more than just this tonight.”
And you’ll get it,I thought, speeding up my work.
He made no more protests as I jacked him off into my mouth. Soon he was gasping and clutching the bed, fingers clinging to the comforter as he cried out and began to come. I groaned with satisfaction as his cock shuddered in my mouth, rope after rope of his warm seed hitting the back of my throat.
“This is just the appetizer,” I promised him, licking the last bit of come from his tip and smiling. “The main course is yet to come.”
He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me into a rough kiss. “I love it when you use kitchen talk.”
“What’s going on in here?” Bash asked as he sauntered into the bedroom.
“Seems obvious to me,” Dante replied, right behind him.
“It was a rhetorical question.”
Dante’s eyes were locked onto me, full of lust and anticipation. “Looks like we walked in at the end.”
“It’s just the beginning,” I promised, rising from my crouched position. “You two have to wait your turn, though.”
“Even though we spent the last ten minutes cleaning the kitchen?” Bash asked.
I pointed at the desk chair on the other side of the room. “You can wait there. And watch.”
I straddled Aiden and began kissing him more passionately than before. His response was hard and urgent, cupping my ass and squeezing tightly. I opened my mouth for his tongue and we French kissed in front of the other two, who had done as they were told and were watching from the desk. I parted my legs as Aiden’s hand slid along my thigh, welcoming his touch to my most sensitive place. His fingers rubbed my pussy through my jeans and I sighed against his churning lips. For a while, we put on a show for the other two, buying time for Aiden to recover for round two.
Soon Aiden’s lips weren’t the only ones I felt. Bash was behind me, touching and caressing. He removed my pants and bent down to kiss my shin, my knee, then my inner thigh. Finally he kissed my pussy lips, a few touches of love, before he began eating me out. His tongue slid in and out of my pussy with wonderful ecstasy, devouring me from behind. I turned to look across the room; Dante was leaning against the wall, his pants discarded and his long cock gripped in a fist while he watched with hungry eyes.
I winked at him, and he responded with a deep growl that I heard from across the room.
“What are you waiting for?” I crooned.
His lip curled in a sneer. “For you to beg for me to join.”
“Mmm, maybe I don’t want you to join,” I said. “The two of them are doing a good job by themselves.” It wasn’t a lie; Bash was eating me out from behind while Aiden kissed my neck, and my entire body was alive with desire. But I didn’t just want a threesome. Tonight, I wanted to do something new. Something all of us had been dreaming about.
“I’m good watching,” Dante said, calling my bluff.
I let out an annoyed groan. “Suit yourself.”
Dante chuckled, and continued watching.
For a little while, I surrendered to how my other two lovers felt. Aiden’s tongue swirled around my nipple and Bash was fingering me from behind, his tongue moving upward to rim my tight backdoor. A quick orgasm shook my body, like the preamble to arealearthquake.
“Mmm, he’s eating out my ass,” I moaned loudly.
Dante said nothing.
“Maybe I’ll let him fuck it,” I added. “Onlyhim.”