Page 44 of Red's Peril: Part 1

“What the fuck?” Wraith asks. “Nah, you’re part of this, Brother. Think of it as your initiation.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Red. Lose the clothes,” Pussy demands, licking her lips. “I can’t wait to see what you’re packing.”

Shaking my head, acknowledging I wouldn’t be doing this sober, hoping the drink will make me forget by morning else I’ll never be able to look Wraith in the face again, I, less smoothly than he, slide my legs off the bed but keep my ass firmly on it. Bending, I undo my boots, then raise my ass an inch, and divest myself of underwear and jeans. Then I cover my junk with my hands.

“Bottom or top?” Wraith asks, then corrects himself. “Fuck, you’re new at this. You take her pussy, I’ll take her ass.”

Is he saying what I’m thinking?Or have I suddenly forgotten how to interpret English? My face must have gone blank, as Wraith barks another laugh.

Dubiously, I look at Pussy.

Reading my expression as a question, she responds, “I get two for the price of one. Mmm mmm.” Then she turns to Wraith. “Think he needs GPS guidance again.”

Snorting, Wraith doesn’t seem the least disconcerted when he chucks me a condom than waves his hand at the bed. “You lie on your back. She rides you. I ride her ass. That enough directions?” He smirks.

Well, the first part’s not much different from what I’ve done before. Still covering my man parts, I ease myself into position to lie down on my back, wince, and shift my weight off the bruise.

Pussy takes hold of my hands and lifts them, revealing my eager cock underneath. At least one part of me isn’t at all perturbed with the proceedings. “Ooh, big fella. I’m going to feel you, aren’t I?” She leans down and takes my dick into her mouth, so fast and unexpected it makes me gasp and my eyes squeeze shut.

I hear a light slap and Wraith instructing, “Come on, Pussy, you know what I want.”

Cracking my eyes open, I see her pout like her favourite lollypop has been stolen, but she edges herself forward and up. Expertly, she covers my cock with a condom, then lines me up and lowers herself. She’s so wet, all it takes is a couple of thrusts and I’m inside her.

She squeezes her Kegels or something, making me gasp. “Fuck, you feel good.”

“She’ll feel even tighter in a moment.” Wraith pushes her down onto my chest. For a moment, I’m distracted by her boobs pushing into my skin and my hands automatically hold her to me. Then I notice he’s holding a tube of lube, and I feel Pussy quiver as he starts applying it copiously presumably to her ass, then clearly has no shame at all when my eyes are drawn to watch him lubricating his dick. Quickly, I look away again.

He leans over her, one hand balancing himself, one guiding his cock home. Unashamed, I again watch, fascinated as he lightly slaps her ass, demanding that she push back.

Fuck. I can feel him.My eyes widen as my cock seems to have to fight for space, but hell, what a feeling. My manhood isn’t threatened. I’m surrounded by everything woman, but another cock inside her at the same time, makes this intense.

He pushes in, and automatically, I pull out, then I return to my previous position. It’s almost automatic how we get into a rhythm, our cocks alternating in filling her.

The room’s full of the scent of sex and sweat, the sounds of men grunting and Pussy’s gasps of encouragement.

In, out, in, out. My thrusting becomes more urgent, and Wraith also speeds up.

“You there yet, Pussy?”

“Close,” she breathes out.

“Finger her, Red.” Wraith’s back to giving instructions. “Get her off.” There’s urgency in his voice as if he’s struggling with himself.

When I do, with some slight hesitancy as I don’t want to touch his cock, Pussy tenses. It doesn’t take long before her body goes taut.

“Fuck, man. You there?”

I’m about to blow. All I can do is utter a harsh, “Yes.”

Pussy screams and convulses, the movement setting me off. Wraith shoves his dick in as far as he can go as cum squirts out of my cock.

It’s been the most intense experience of my life. Best sex ever. I laugh at myself. Never thought I’d say that when a man was involved.But I don’t need to give up my straight card, all my cock and hands touched were her.

With a groan, Wraith pulls himself up from where he’s collapsed over her body, turns his body sideways, and slips off the condom, tying it carefully. He throws it at the bin in the corner. As a prospect, it was my job to clean them up. I’d rather be on this end.

Pussy, chest heaving, starts to sit up. She gives me a brilliant smile. “That was great, Red.” She turns and grins her gratitude at Wraith, then carefully raises herself off my body.

My hand’s there, holding the condom to me. Then I copy his actions, tie it off, and miss the bin when I throw it. Yeah, as a prospect, I’d found that a lot.

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