Page 96 of Triple Pucked
Shay’s tears make me struggle to stop myself from coming. He just looks so pretty ruined like this.
Shay reaches down and clasps his balls hard, as if in an extreme effort to control himself.
“Pleasure our Robyn,” I say, cruelly. “Fuck her hard.”
Shay shudders, but then, holds out his hand to me.
Instantly, I take it, giving him the touch that he needs to cope and ground him.
“Good boy,” I praise, more gently. “Fuck her in the pussy, as your twin is fucking her in the mouth. Then I can prep her ready to fuck her in the ass.”
When Robyn’s toes curl, I know that she is listening intently and approves.
I smack her ass, enjoying the way that her ass wobbles and my red hand print blossoms immediately, even as I enjoy watching Shay’s cock thrusting in and out of her wet pussy.
I love my Robyn’s pussy and Shay’s cock more than anything in the world. Standing here and seeing them combined is the best fucking thing in the world.
I open my suit trousers, pushing aside my underwear and taking out my cock.
Then I slip a small bottle of lube out of my trouser pocket (because I am thorough in my preparations), and drizzle some down the crack of Robyn’s ass. I drop the bottle and slide one finger to spread the lube over the furl of her rosebud, which clenches.
As I thrust one finger and then two into Robyn’s ass, stretching her, I lean forward and loop my arm around Shay’s neck.
“Breathe.” Our intense gazes meet. I never stop fucking my fingers in and out of Robyn’s ass. “We’re in this together. I’m with you, cucciolo. We all are.”
“I need…” Shay gasps.
“I know what you need.”
I kiss him, deep and dominating.
His cheeks are wet with tears; his lips are salty.
He fucks Robyn faster, desperate to make her come.
Behind me, I hear Eden’s rhythmic thrusts in and out of Robyn’s mouth and his chanted adoration of love.
I caress my hand underneath Shay’s jersey and sweater over the hard planes of his chest; he’s trembling.
I keep kissing him, unable to stop.
Then I remove my fingers from Robyn’s asshole and press my cock into her instead.
She’s tight.
And so fucking perfect.
I hiss out a sharp breath. I am going to come as soon as Shay is.
Yet by the way that Robyn’s muscles are twitching, she is going to come first.
Except, it’s not about the mind-blowing pleasure.
Not this time.
It’s about knowing that Robyn is fulfilling her fantasy.
That Eden is learning to associate wearing hockey jerseys with pleasure and not pain.
