Page 111 of Pucking Around

Rachel whimpers, reaching out for him. “Jake, we need you.”

“Go slow,” I caution. “She’s stretched out from the toy. But if this hurts you, Hurricane, or you wanna stop, we stop,” I add, kissing her shoulder. “No questions asked, okay?”

She nods. “Do it, Jake. Please, baby. I want to feel you both inside me.”

Jake leans forward on his knees, claiming her lips in a searing kiss. Then he’s shifting closer.

“Lean back, Hurricane,” I murmur. “Give him a better angle.”

She trust falls against my chest.

My cock is desperate for that first squeeze of Jake pushing his way in. “Take your time,” I say. “Work the tip in, just like anal.”

He lets out a slow breath as he inches closer, his cock in hand. “You ready, baby girl?”

She nods, her body elastic in my arms. “Mhmm.”

We both tense as we feel him prodding at her entrance. His knuckles brush against my cock as he feels her out with his tip, looking for space to press in.

“Relax, Hurricane,” I soothe. “Deep breaths. Let him in.”

She lets out a shaky breath, moaning as he prods again. “Oh—Jake, there—”

I’m gonna die. I can feel him. His tip is pushing in, gliding against my slick cock.

“Oh—oh,” she whines. “Oh god, yes—”

Jake is holding his breath, working his hips to get his tip in further. “Fuck—Cay, you okay?”

“So fucking good,” I mutter, dropping my head back.

“You’re so tight, baby girl. God, you both feel so amazing. I’m gonna lose it.”

“Move your hips,” I say. “Fuck us both. Take control.”

He shifts forward, his angle changing as he dips down with his hips. He slides another inch inside along my shaft and I’m ready to come. When he starts moving his hips in earnest, my soul just leaves the whole fucking building.

“Holy fuck. Cay, I feel you your ribbed dick,” he groans. “Oh my god. Nobody fucking move.” He doubles down, grabbing her by the hips as he thrusts in. We’re falling apart at the seams as he barks out, “Come. Both of you come.Now.”

My good boy wants to dom me? I’m so fucking here for it. I cry out my release as Rachel does the same between us. We flood her cunt with our cum. The pressure of her orgasm on our cocks has me seeing stars. I lose all sense of control as the three of us spiral through the cosmos, our bodies taking control as we just ride the wave of a three-way release. It’s a magic unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

I don’t know how long we lie there before Jake is pulling out. His body is boneless as he fumbles his way over my leg and crawls up the bed to flop down at my side. I shift slightly, rolling towards him to let Rachel slide off me. She flops to the bed between us, halfway on Jake. I scoot over, giving her more room, but then her hand is reaching blindly for me, pulling me closer. I curl up next to her, her body tucked against me. She weaves our fingers together and pulls my arm around her, holding it between her breasts. Then she tangles her legs in with Jake’s.

“God,” he puffs, totally breathless. He flops his arm over both of us, giving an exhausted groan. “That was the best sex of my fucking life. Go team.” He slaps my ass, then hers.

Rachel is coherent enough to snort. “Next time it better be one of you with the tentacle,” she warns.

And now I’m picturing Jake on all fours, Rachel lubing up his ass so I can slide the wiggling dildo up inside him. Shit, I can’t get hard again. I’m totally spent. We’re too exhausted.

Maybe when we get home…

Next to me, Rachel lets out a soft little sound of contentment. “I love you guys,” she murmurs, lifting our joined hands to kiss my knuckle.

Jake rolls on his side towards us, his hand slipping under the covers to stretch over us both. His calloused fingertips brush the bare skin of my hip, lighting a fire that spreads. “Love you,” he replies.

And just like that, I can’t breathe. I don’t know if he meant it just for her, or if love for me is also implied, but I’ll fucking take it.

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