“Now,” she moaned against their mouths. “Both of you. Move inside me. Fuck me now.”
Her breath hitched when both cocks partially withdrew. Jarring the coming orgasm into action again, Jewel held her breath, tearing her mouth from theirs. Eyes clamped shut, she opened herself wide both front and back, relaxing every muscle deep inside her. And she screamed when they plunged into her in harmony. Over and over, the waves took her across the sea, spasming in her ass and pussy at the same time. The turbulent rise moved out in delicious ripples to the very tips of her toes and fingers. She heard them both groan, and felt their hard bodies stiffen below and behind her at the exact moment she reached the highest pinnacle of the wave. On one long, drawn-out moan, the three of them slammed into the shore and splattered into a million tiny drops.
Heart pounding wildly in her chest, Jewel collapsed on Vince’s glistening chest and pulled away from the clone so that he withdrew from her ass. That was when she glanced over her shoulder to see Luke behind his own clone, his cock sunk into…his own ass? The Luke look-alike remained standing at the bedside yet hunched over the edge of the bed, his hands planted on either side of Vince’s legs.
“Wow,” Vince gasped. “Check it out.”
She blinked and watched with stunned fascination as the fake Luke gradually turned into a very naked, very passionate Jennie. Obviously on the edge, they pounded violently against one another, Luke’s cock buried in her asshole. His hand reached around to find her swollen clit. It took but two swirls around that nub and they were both screaming out their release.
Below, the crowd suddenly cheered their final approval. Jewel marveled at the fact that she’d been so wrapped up in the threesome, she’d forgotten all about being on display.
“Well,” Vince said, tongue in cheek as he gathered Jewel close. “Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase ‘go fuck yourself’, doesn’t it, Luke?”
The End
About the author:
Titania Ladley began her journey into reading romance at the tender age of 13. Soon, sweet romance just didn’t cut it. She craved more detail, more sex, way more “creativity” between lovers. By her 20’s, she discovered that people actually wrote what she needed to read—what she fantasized about. She then devoured the erotica genre. But, alas, restless as usual, she could no longer tolerate just reading about it. In her 30’s, Titania couldn’t suppress the need, the overwhelming drive to create her own fantasies. She had to write. So she did. Published in erotic romance novels and best-selling novellas, she just can’t seem to tame her active imagination. So she writes some more…
Titania is a registered nurse, magazine freelance writer, book reviewer and has penned witty slogans. She resides in the Midwest with her very own hunky hero and three children. She enjoys reading erotic romances, walking, weightlifting, crocheting and baking fattening desserts.
Titania welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at 1337 Commerce Drive, #13, Stow, OH 44224.
Also by Titania Ladley:
Jennie In a Bottle
Moonlite Mirage
Spell of the Chameleon
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