Double Rolled: An MMF Bisexual Romance

by Aly White

  At this point, I no longer know if I shudder because of his action or because of the cold wind, or both. He continues with his actions, his lips soon find its way down to the expanse skin of my back, showering it with kisses and then nips on the skin, though it is not hard enough to break it, unexpectedly.

  This continues for a while, him kissing and biting my skin, while I hold on to the handrails, leaning forward, my skin feeling hot despite the cold air of the outskirts. Caleb bites into my skin a little bit hard, my ass bucking forward, and I could not help but feel the growing bulge in his pants. It seems like the teasing goes on both ways, and the thought alone is enough to give me the strength that I need.

  I turn and face Caleb, his face only a few centimeters away from mine, and his blazing stare sending hot sparks on my body. Heat pools in the pit of my stomach.

  Without turning his gaze away from mine, his hand comes up, tucking his pointing finger underneath my chin, before he juts it upward, my lips meets his almost instantly. My lips tremble at the mere touch of his lips on mine.

  The kiss starts slowly at first, until I bite his bottom lip, darting my tongue inside his mouth, taking the opportunity to explore his as he does the same to mine. My hands roam on his broad back before finding its way to his hair, my hands carding through his raven-black hair, tugging and pulling all the while.

  Caleb tugs me closer to his body, his one hand at the small part of my back while the other rests on my waist. Without breaking the kiss, he maneuvers our bodies until my back is pressed against the hard, cold wall. I moan into the kiss as he uses his leg to part my legs, his strong thigh pressing against my core.

  He deepens the kiss as he presses our bodies against each other even more, his bulge getting bigger as it digs into my stomach. I trail my hand down to his neck, then to his chest, fingering some of the buttons, down to his stomach, before running a ghostly touch to his already pulsing cock.

  Caleb groans into my mouth as he instinctively thrusts his hips into my hand, craving for my touch. I let him thrust into my hand a little bit more, letting out a soft laugh as he groans upon realizing what I was doing.

  “Stop fucking teasing,” Caleb growls, and with a firm grip on my waist, he grinds against my body, hard.

  I bite his bottom lip, tugging at his hair harshly. He groans, before rubbing his thigh against my already wet pussy, the friction of the material of his pants and my already stained thong making it even more unbearable. My mouth leaves his as I throw my head back as ragged breaths leave my lips.

  I could feel the smile on Caleb’s face as he rubs his thigh yet again to my already aching core, my eyes closing instinctively as I focus on the rough sensation as I dry hump on his thigh shamelessly, ignoring the hot pain on the pit of my stomach.

  “Fuck,” I say breathlessly, meeting Caleb’s eyes as he stops, his hands holding me in place to prevent me from grinding against his thigh. “Caleb,” I plead, placing both of my hands on his shoulders for support, my knees getting weak at any second. At this point, Caleb is the only one who keeps me upright.

  “What’s the magic word?” he asks, a small, playful smile lighting up his face. Oh, how the tables have turned. I grab at his crotch, palming him, playing with the button as if I am letting him free.

  “Oh baby,” I say as it dawns on me the game he is trying to play. I return my gaze to him as my hand slipping past his waistband, cupping his already leaking cock.

  A moan escapes his lips at the instant touch, but it is suddenly replaced by a strain look as my hand slips out again. “Shit,” he says as he leans against me, his forearms resting against the wall behind me, trapping me between him and the wall.

  I continue to palm his erection through his pants, with Caleb almost always thrusting his clothed cock into my hand whenever I go slow. He groans as I give his cock a hard tug through the fabric, before pressing the heel of my palm against it, hard enough for him to let out a dragging moan.

  ”Max,” the word leaves his mouth pleadingly. “Please.”

  Without wasting any more time, both of my hands start working on the button of his pants, finally freeing his already erected cock from his pants. I wrap my hand around his cock, stroking it from the base then upwards, pressing my thumb a bit harder upon reaching the tip of his cock, dragging it downwards with the same amount of pressure, smearing precum all over his length.

  I let Caleb be in control, although he does not know it. I start pumping his cock as he thrusts against my fist. Caleb lets out a dragging sound that is in between a moan and a groan as he comes messily into my hand, his cum staining both of our stomachs.

  I lean my head against the wall as Caleb rests his head on my shoulder, his hot, ragged breath fanning across my skin. I place my hands on the curve of his waist as I try to balance myself, as a searing sensation settles into my stomach.

  Without another word, Caleb lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist instantly, and carries me effortlessly back into the room. I moan as his hard abs make contact with my soaking pussy. Caleb puts me gently on the bed, my dress hiking up to my stomach, leaving me bare and expose downwards.

  “Give me a sec,” Caleb says, standing up, but not before he grinds down his already clothed cock onto my core. I moan at the contact as I thrust forward, only to meet nothing but the cold air. I watch as Caleb closes the doors of the balcony before he walks towards me like a predator stalking his prey.

  He tugs harshly at his necktie but does not take it off. He walks towards me with a purpose, a smile slowly forming on his face. He starts off with taking my dress off me, then with a kiss by tugging and biting at my bottom lip, before making his way down to my neck, leaving marks as his lips pass by. He ghosts over my stomach, pressing a kiss just below my belly button before his lips trail downwards, my breath hitching as he breathes over my throbbing pussy.

  “You are so fucking wet,” he says, pressing the edge of his nose against my thong, my hips thrusting forward at the touch.

  I moan as he tentatively licks me through the sheer cloth of my already soaked underwear, my hands curling into fists beside me. The room is silent aside from my shallow, ragged breath.

  I whimper as my legs jerk upwards in response when Caleb yet again presses his tongue hard against my aching pussy. My hands fumble on the sheets, fisting it as another wave of intense heat pools at the pit of my stomach.

  “Caleb,” I stutter as Caleb finally removes the only piece of clothing left on me, the sound of ripping clothes fills in the room. I absentmindedly thrust my hips towards his face when he presses a soft, gentle kiss, finally, on my throbbing pussy.

  His hot tongue finally dips into my pulsing core, licking it at a painstakingly slow pace, as if he’s got all the time in the world. I moan when his tongue penetrates in even deeper, his firm grip on the side of my hips preventing me to thrust into his face.

  I feel my pussy clench when his teeth graze against my clitoris before suckling on it and then running over his tongue over it. A breathless gasp escapes my lips at the intensity of the stimulation, both of my hands grabbing his hair, pressing him harder against my core.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I say breathlessly, as Caleb runs his tongue over the folds of my pussy, pressing harder and harder until I couldn’t breathe.

  He loosens his grips on my hips, and before I notice it, I am already rocking my hips against his mouth, enough to almost make me insane at the ridiculous pace he’s still doing.

  “ha-hah-harder,” I moan as I buck my hips forward. “Please.”

  It’s as if that is the only thing that Caleb needs to hear before he starts licking my pussy furiously, like a dog on a hot, sunny day. His tongue works fast, interchanging licking and sucking and grazing his teeth into my clit. I repeatedly moan, arching my back so as he can reach in even deeper, my hands clutching on the bunch of linen beneath me.

  “I-hah- I’m co-hah-coming,” I say I feel another burning sensation on the pit of my stomach. Caleb hums in reply, fingers
digging into my skin as he parts my legs even wider, the vibration setting me on edge.

  I throw my head back, eyes tightly shut; still, I see a hot flash of white, my eyes rolling hard to the back of my head. My hips buck forward, and I hear myself, distantly, crying out Caleb’s name. I could feel Caleb’s tongue inside me, swallowing all of my cum, his tongue working relentlessly as he rides out my high, his fingers digging into the insides of my thighs, the pain adding more pleasure.

  Just when I thought everything is over, Caleb lifts up my hips, the tip of his already hard cock lightly pressing into my entrance. I moan at the slight contact as I thrust my hips weakly. Caleb teases me again, but the need for his own release overpowers him, and soon enough, he is slamming his cock inside of me, in and out, in and out, the same rigorous strength not fading. I meet his thrusts halfway with my own, and Caleb groans in pleasure at every single thrust.

  Caleb rolls his hips harder and harder into me, running after his own release. My thrusts go weaker and weaker as I feel my climax gets stronger at every snap of Caleb’s hips. Another powerful thrust from him makes me sees white, searing stars, as my I explode again, my fingers digging and scratching on his back, no doubt that it would leave red marks in the morning.

  Caleb buries his face into my neck as he thrusts his hips hard one last time before I feel his cock twitch inside me, spilling his own hot load inside of me. Caleb cries at the intensity of his climax, biting into my neck soon after as he grinds his hips sloppily and messily against mine as he rides out his own climax.

  We stay still for a moment, with Caleb still inside of me. He rests his forehead on mine as our hot, ragged breath mixes in the air. I reach for his lips, giving him a soft kiss at first, before he leans down on me, deepening the kiss. I giggle into his mouth when I feel his cock starts to get hard inside of me again.

  Tristan

  As soon as I arrive home, I make my way towards Max’s room, to sort of welcome her in our humble abode. Perhaps we could open a bottle of wine, partly to celebrate her short stay with us, and partly to be able to relax and have a downtime, which we have not had ever since Max's arrival. The house is silence, occasionally save the tingling sounds of the chimes outside when the breeze passes by.

  As I get nearer Max's room, I could hear the muffled sound of Caleb's deep moans. I walk slowly, silently thanking Caleb for choosing to have the whole second floor carpeted, as I approach the wide opened doors of Max's room.

  The sight, to be quite frank, did not surprise me at all. Both Caleb and I enjoyed the company of Max's, both inside and outside the four corners of a bedroom.

  My eyes wander from Max's perfectly curved ass to Caleb's blissful expression as the former takes his cock all in, and from this angle, I could see Max taking him down to the hilt. Her hand plays with Caleb's balls, while her other hand is pressed firmly against Caleb's inner thigh.

  I watch as Caleb throws his head back to the pillows, his back arching as Max makes a slurping sound, and I could only imagine what her mouth can do. I find myself standing on the edge of the door, leaning carefully against it, the sight of Max giving Caleb a blowjob awakening my very own arousal.

  I press the heel of my palm to my growing erection, rubbing the rough material of pants against it, the friction making my cock even harder. I swallow the groan forming at the back of my throat as I watch Max lick the length of Caleb’s cock, not missing a beat even when Caleb is grabbing hold of her hair only to slam his cock back in her mouth, giving her a rough face fuck.

  The scene in front of me is perfect enough that I want to capture it and hang the photo in our room. Without even thinking of the consequences, I take out my phone with my other hand, go to my camera app, and take a shot of the two lovely persons in front of me.

  The flash blinds me, the shutter sound of the camera is deafening, and if not for the grave feeling settling on my stomach, I would have laughed at their startled reactions.

  “Sorry,” I say meekly, taking my hand off my erection as I stand firmly, though I’m not doing anything to hide tent in my pants.

  “Jesus Christ, Tristan,” Caleb says, relief washes over his body, as he flops back to the bed. “I thought you were some fucking paparazzi who managed to enter the house.”

  “You almost give me a heart attack,” Max replies, eyeing my own erection in a not so subtle way.

  “Are you two mad?” I ask, walking towards them slowly, just in case one of them is, although it is very unlikely. Nevertheless, I guess it’s better to be on the safe side.

  I see Caleb look over Max, and something passes between them as Caleb nods as if they have just agreed on something that only I did not hear. Max turns to me, a wicked grin plastered on her face.

  “No,” she says, propping up her arm so she can lean her head on her hand. Her nudity does not even bother her a bit. Looking at her like this doesn’t just stir my cock, it makes me crave her constant presence beyond just sexual thoughts. “Do you want to join us?” she asks. Yes I fucking do. And I look back at Caleb, only to see him nod his head.

  “Sure,” I say nonchalantly, climbing on top of the bed, and then gives both of them a kiss on the lips.

  I did not miss the look that passed through between Caleb and Max. As if on cue, the two of them looks at me, their eyes glinting with mischief. In an instant, Caleb is straddling me on my waist, his hard cock resting on the plane of my stomach.

  He tugs hard at the loose necktie around his neck, the material slipping off easily from its knot. Caleb then grabs my wrists and wrenches it up hard, above my head, and then Caleb starts knotting his necktie around my wrists, then tying the remaining length to the headboard.

  “Oh, god,” I moan as Caleb starts running his hand along my inner thigh, stroking my erection through the fabric of my pants, before pressing the palm of his hand on it.

  I buck my hips upward, and into his hand, seeking the friction so bad.

  Max’s hand quickly replaces Caleb’s, her warm hands unbuttoning my trousers, pulling it down, only to display my already soaked boxers. My cock dangles free of the clothing as Max pull down my boxers, my hard cock fully erected.

  “How do you want this?” Max asks, running a finger through the length of my cock.

  I moan as my cock twitch at her touch.

  “That’s not an answer, Tristan,” she says as she pinches the inner skin of my thigh lightly.

  “Mmmm—however you want it,” I stutter as I focus on the feeling of her hand on my inner thigh.

  She smiles at me as if she is satisfied with my answer.

  “That is,” she says as her hand seizes my throbbing cock and then slowly pumps her wrist from the base of my cock to the tip. “Actually a very nice answer.”

  I groan, watching her hand deliberately make its way to the tip of my cock, pressing on it harder before rubbing the tip in circular motions. My hips jerk forward, thrusting my cock into her hand. Max takes her time playing with my cock as I watch her fingers trace the noticeable veins on my cock, her small touches bringing little trembles down my spine as a hot sensation pools at the pit of my stomach.

  I almost come when she finally lowers her head, her ass up in the air, as she drags her tongue to my stomach towards my aching and throbbing cock. I could not help but buck my hips forward as she presses the flat of her hot, wet tongue on the tip of my cock. Hard.

  I throw my head back as Max’s soft lips rub along my member, her cheeks hollowed as she sucks and licks my throbbing cock. I look down only to meet her eyes, releasing my cock for a second longer before she takes my cock again, her teeth grazing the tip of my cock before swallowing the whole length of my cock.

  I shut my eyes tightly, tugging at my wrists as the soft material of the necktie digs into my skin. I feel my cock hit the back of her throat, and that sensation is enough to make my eyes roll hard.

  My eyes fly open as I watch Caleb positions himself behind Max, and without warning, darts out his tongue to the rim of Max’s perky ass. M
ax loses her rhythm, her hands gripping my thighs, fingers digging into the skin, as Caleb penetrates her hole with his tongue. She lets out a gasp, the vibrations echoing down to my cock as I violently snap my hips back on her mouth, urging her to take me even deeper.

  The muscles on my stomach clench as she runs her tongue through the length of my cock yet again, before bobbing her head as she takes me in and out of her mouth, saliva and pre-cum drooling down her chin. My attention moves from her to Caleb, just in time to see him slam his own erected cock into her asshole, and a gasp that escapes Max’s mouth.

  This brings a force that pushes her forward and my dick deeper into her mouth, hitting the edge of her throat. This makes my toes curl up as I thrust my hips forward into Max’s mouth, spilling my cum into her mouth.

  I feel her tongue move, licking and lapping the cum while swallowing. Her head bobs up and down as Caleb rides her from behind, his hands gripping the side of her waists firmly as he plunges into her deeper at every thrust. My cock flops out of her mouth as Caleb takes her hard, the sound of flesh slapping ringing out in the room. I groan as Max’s hot breath fans over my dick, the sensation almost bringing it back to life yet again.

  Max’s fingers dig into the skin of my inner thighs as I watch Caleb chase his own release. I watch as he slams one last time into her, releasing his load inside her. At the same moment, Max bites into the skin of my inner thigh, the stinging sensation is just enough to bring back the arousal back to my cock. I groan as my nails dig into the flesh of my palms.

  “Sorry,” I hear Max says after a moment of silence, her voice hoarse.

  “It’s okay,” I reply, opening my eyes to see her hovering on my side as she unties me. She rubs the skin on my wrists where the necktie has dug deeply, running her thumbs over it in circular motions.

  I am more than okay.

  Caleb