Page 31 of Daddy’s Perfect Pair

“I know you said you’re on birth control, but are you still positive you don’t want me to use a condom?” I look between both of them, knowing they both need to respond, but they shake their heads.

“No,” they say in unison.

“If we end up pregnant, we already know this is forever,” Jewel whispers, and my chest tightens with love.

“She’s right. We’ve known since that dinner when we met, that we were meant to be. We trust you, and we’re okay with nothing between any of us,” Pete assures me, and I smile.

“I fucking love you both.” I smile. “I was thinking that Julie should ride me for this part? That way you can take her from behind and be in control of your movements, and not have any weight sitting on you.” I explain my thoughts, and Pete nods.

“I think that sounds amazing.”

I reach into the nightstand beside the bed and pull out the new bottle of lube I bought for us, and hand it to him.

Julie and I quickly trade places as Peter stands and starts lubing his cock. I groan, watching his hand move up and down his shaft to get him ready for her.

“Are you ready?” Jewel asks me, a cheeky grin on her face as she hovers over my cock.

“Baby, I was born ready,” I smart back, instantly shutting up the second she grips my dick in her hand and starts lowering herself onto me.

“Oh God,” we both moan as she lowers herself until she’s fully seated on me.

“Tight,” I grunt, moving my hands to her hips and guiding her to lift up a little before I thrust up into her.

“Yes!” she screams, and starts moving up and down my dick, and I can’t get over how amazing it feels.

“That’s it, baby. So tight for me,” I grunt, lifting my hips up to get even deeper, feeling her squeezing me so damn good.

“This is hot,” Pete says as he moves in behind Jewel, and starts kissing her neck. “Are you ready, Jules?” he asks her, and she nods, settling onto me again.

“I’m ready,” she whispers, a smile on her face. “I want to feel the two men I love owning me.”

“Fuck,” I feel my dick jerk inside of her, and bite my lip to focus my attention away from how good she feels.

Peter moves in behind her, lining himself up with her back hole.

“Breathe in and then let it out,” I guide her, bracing myself as I feel Peter slowly slide into her.

“Oh,” she moans, panting as he takes his time.

“Fuck,” I groan, gripping her hips a little tighter as I feel him slide against me, a thin wall separating us.

“Holy shit,” Peter groans as he bottoms out.

“Move. Dear God, you both need to move,” she moans, and I look to Peter.

Nodding, we both start sliding in and out of her, he pulls out while I push in until we have a tempo going that has her screaming her release and clamping down on the both of us so hard, I roar out my own release.

“Fuck!” Jet after jet of my cum leaves me, filling her sweet little cunt up until I can feel it leaking out around us.

Peter is still behind her as Jules and I come down from our joined climaxes, before he slowly pulls out of her.

“You didn’t cum?” I ask, watching him.

“No, but that was a definite test of my ability to withhold my own orgasm. Fuck,” he groans as he moves to wipe himself clean on his shirt, and Jewel climbs off me, falling to the bed.

“I feel like a noodle. A slightly sore noodle, but a noodle all the same,” she mumbles, and I bark out a laugh.

“Tired, little Jewel?” I ask, and she nods her head.

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