Page 30 of Handcuffs and Hexes

“You’re not done yet, Sweetcheeks, keep riding.” Seth gave her round buttocks two resounding slaps.

Hazel was tiring, so I helped, grabbing her hips and moving her up and down my lover’s cock in the way I knew he liked.

“Oh yeah,” Seth groaned. “Ride that cock.”

Hazel whimpered as I used her like a doll to give Seth pleasure.

Fuck! It looked good. It looked so good I positioned myself better to watch, which put me right in sight of Seth’s heavy balls, which I licked and suckled as he pounded into her.

Damn! What a show!

I knew the moment she was coming again, because her cute little puckered asshole suddenly squeezed tight before all her musclespulsed so hard I could see them moving, wrapped around Seth’s shaft.

“Fuck!” he swore.

Having just been the recipient of all that milking, I knew how that felt.

Then there were Hazel’s breathy screams. I made a note to get some more sound-dampening curtains and rugs before our neighbors made a complaint. Seth and I were good at vocal control since we’d had to hide what we were doing for years, but it seemed Hazel had absolutely none. Which was totally sexy. I loved how she screamed.

It was Seth who pulled me up to straddle his lap behind Hazel with him still half hard inside her. She’d collapsed on his chest and was panting softly. I made myself just heavy enough for them to feel me, but not enough to be uncomfortable. They were hot, so I made my soulstuff extra cooling and made sure to press right up against where they still joined.

“Hmm, that’s nice,” Hazel murmured.

We stayed there on the couch for a few minutes, Hazel and me draped over Seth, until he suggested we get cleaned up upstairs. I went up to get the bath ready as Seth carried her up the stairs and into our bedroom.

“Whoa, nice place.” Hazel’s eyes were wide as she took in our private bathroom.

We’d changed out our bath for a Jacuzzi-style tub with extra jet pressure. It was crazy how happy some strong water jets made me. We also had a giant shower with a rainfall showerhead as well as separate showerheads for each of us. We’d be able to fit Hazel in between us with no issues.

We rinsed off in the warm rain quickly before sinking into the bubbling waters and sighing at how good everything felt.

“This is the life.” I closed my eyes as Seth wedged himself next to me, Hazel still wrapped around him. “Want me to take her?”

“Nah, this is fine. Unless Hazel wants to straddle us both.”

She moved, barely, sticking her leg out to include me and sliding over so her face rested on my shoulder. She was exhausted, and it wasn’t long before she was dozing off.

Between Seth and I, we got her cleaned up, wrapped in a towel, and sitting on our bed. She was nodding off again by the time I got her hair dried and tucked in.

We weren’t ready to sleep yet, but Hazel looked positively spent, so we compromised with a short nap.

“Watch this,” Seth said as he grabbed the remote control.

With a flick of a button, a blackout shade rolled over the windows, plunging the room into darkness. And another button had stars showing up on our ceiling.

“Ooh, that’s so cool.”

“Isn’t it a great idea?” I asked. “It was mine. This one here wanted to sleep under the stars, but mosquitoes love him. He’s tasty.”

That had Hazel giggling. “Is he now? I wouldn’t know. We kind of skipped all that.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll slow down next time. I promise.”

“I’m remembering that.” Hazel reached up as if she could touch the stars. “Is it a realistic representation?”

“Close enough, the recording is from the Darlington observatory,” Seth said. “Now, what do you prefer? Ocean sounds. Rain? Nature sounds. White noise. Or soft music?”

“Umm, I don’t know.”

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