Page 109 of Pucking Around

With his left hand, he takes two fingers and opens her, exposing her clit. She shivers under his touch, one arm going up over her eyes. “Spit on her clit,” he orders. “Get her wet.”

She moans at his words.

I lean forward on my elbows and spit, letting it drip down onto her glistening clit. With a satisfied grunt, Caleb rubs it in. I watch him take my saliva and bring her to the edge. It’s captivating. While his fingers still massage her clit, I lean forward and spit again, watching it run between his fingers and drip down onto her pussy. I don’t even have to touch her. I’m gonna lose it just watching.

“Fuck,” he mutters, dropping his mouth to taste it, sucking on her clit slicked with my spit until she’s practically grinding against his mouth. Then he pops off. “Jake, make her come while I lube up the toy.”

He doesn’t have to tell me fucking twice. I shift her over, burying my face back in that sweet cunt, spearing my tongue inside her.

“Oh, Jake—”

Her hand grips my hair as she works my head, her hips grinding against my chin. And just like that, I’m within an inch of blowing my load again. God, this is the best kind of torture. I shift my weight and shove three fingers inside her, curling them along her inner wall. I move my mouth up to her clit and suck hard. I’m making obscene noises, but I don’t care, because in moments my girl is shattering, her cunt strangling my fingers as she orgasms.

There’s nothing better than this feeling. This exact moment right here, feeling her free fall against my mouth. The female orgasm is a beautiful thing. I like to earn it. It’s the sportsman in me. I want to learn Rachel’s rules and play to win.

Score one, Jake Compton.

She’s breathless, one hand on her heart as she recovers.

“We’re just getting started, Hurricane,” Caleb teases. “I’ve been wanting to do this since the day we met,” he says, holding up the massive squid dildo. He flicks something on the bottom and suddenly the toy is alive, buzzing and wiggling in his hand.

My dick twitches with interest, and he and I share a wicked grin.

Oh, this is going to be so much fun.

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The tentacle dildo vibrates in my hand as the top moves in a swirling motion. I lower my gaze to Rachel. “Do you have a favorite setting?”

She looks like a depraved queen of heartbreak, lying spread-eagle on the bed for us, the shine of her first orgasm still glowing in her eyes. She blows a puff of air to move the tendrils of her dark hair off her forehead. “Number three,” she admits, giving me a knowing smile.

“At the airport she told me she’d never used it,” I explain to Jake. “But later that night, as she climbed our balconies like a lemur, she told me she lied.” I glance back at her. “So, what’s gonna happen when I press the button two more times? What sound does it make?”

She purses her lips, holding my gaze. I know I’m being an ass, but I don’t care. I want her to tell me everything she likes about this toy. “It’s a high buzz,” she replies. “And the tip doesn’t swirl, it sorta goes back and forth.”

“There she is,” I murmur with a smile. I press the button twice more and, true to her description, the tentacle is now buzzing on high, and the tip has gone from hula-hooping to zigzagging.

“Oh shit,” Jake mutters, his eyes on the toy.

“Wanna do the honors?” I say, holding it out.

He rolls up to his hands and knees and takes the toy from me. “You ready, baby girl?”

She lets out a short breath and nods.

Jake holds the tentacle at the base and brings it to her pussy, letting it buzz and vibrate against her lips and clit.

She shivers, biting back a whimper of anticipation. Watching them together has me so damn hard. Jake notches the tip at her entrance and slides it in. “Breathe out and relax, baby.” He holds the toy still, letting her get used to it before he presses it in deeper. Four inches are inside her pussy, with plenty more to go.

“Stretch her out nice and slow,” I warn him. “Ease into it, Hurricane. If you’re a good girl, and you take the toy, you can have both our cocks at once.”

“Oh, god,” she whimpers.

“Would you like that? Do you wanna feel me and Jake fucking this sweet pussy at the same time? Want us buried in you together?”

“Yes,” she says on a hiss, her back arching.

“You’ll strangle us so beautifully, Hurricane. You were made to take us. You’reours.”

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