“Just concentrate on them,” Rachel said softly as Ian attacked David’s mouth once again. A thin line of pre-come caught the sheet, stretching from the material to his hard cock. The sight just made Rachel’s mouth water anew, and her fingers move faster.
“Oh God…oh God…oh God…” Each of Jade’s gasps made David moan. They echoed each other, building steadily until Rachel’s blood ran hot. They had only just begun, and her senses were already overloaded, her pussy clenching and waiting to be filled. She got a modicum of satisfaction out of touching Jade, but ultimately, she was left rubbing her thighs together, aching for friction from anywhere.
Jade curled her fingers in Rachel’s hair and forced her head back. She barely had a chance to register it before Jade’s mouth clashed with hers. But it wasn’t a kiss. Not quite. Rachel muffled her scream, catching it as Jade’s clit jerked rapidly against her thumb, as light and as fast as a butterfly’s wing.
Ian lifted his head then, and Rachel watched out of the corner of her eye. His lips were swollen, and he already had a slight whisker burn from the stubble on David’s chin. The smile he gave Rachel was enough to make her stomach do a slow flip-flop. It was a knowing and pleased smile, like all of this had been his idea, and he couldn’t be happier with the way things were going.
“Let me feel that gorgeous mouth, now,” Ian said, his voice rich and inviting. Though he was speaking to David, Rachel felt the impulse to crawl down to the end of the bed herself.
David, however, did not seem to be as entranced with Ian’s voice.
“I don’t…”
“Are you nervous? Maybe Jade will help you out.”
Jade sat up at the sound of her name. A shot of disappointment went through Rachel—she would have been more than happy to help David out in this situation, any way she could.
“What should I do?”
“Get under him and show him by example. Let him know how to use his mouth.”
Jade moved slowly, like her limbs were still heavy from the orgasm. She settled with her head toward the foot of the bed, her shoulders between David’s knees. Her long hair fanned out around her, and her breasts were pushed up, nipples hard. She wrapped her mouth around David’s head, her lips almost as dark as rubies against his cock. David moaned, pushing his length deeper into her mouth.
“Just do what she does,” Ian instructed.
Rachel pushed herself to her knees so she could have a clear view of the two men. David looked over his shoulder, their eyes catching for a moment. His mouth was as swollen as Ian’s from the long kisses, and his eyes were wide, his pupils dilated. She had seen him like that once before, but the sight didn’t transport her back to their previous encounter. She remained firmly in this room, listening to the soft, sucking sounds Jade made, and Ian’s rapid breathing. Despite David’s uncertainty about sucking Ian’s cock, he didn’t look like he wanted to be anywhere else.
“Go on,” Rachel murmured, the sound barely making it past her lips. She didn’t know how David could even hear her, but he must have, because he turned his head back to Ian and the cock waiting for his attention.
She knew for a fact that David had never been in this situation before. He might have touched another man’s cock before. He might have fantasized about what it would feel like to have the thick heat of dick resting on his tongue and stretching his lips. He might have even licked the come from his own hand and wondered how it would feel if somebody shot into his mouth. But Rachel knew that until this moment, that was as far as David had gone.
She was glad that if David was going to do this, he was doing it with a man like Ian. Ian would be careful with his desires. He’d know just how far to push David to make it good without making it too overwhelming. He gripped the base of his shaft and dragged it across David’s lips, wetting them with pre-come. His skin glistened in the candlelight, his back and legs already slick with sweat. He looked like a bronze statue, perfectly sculpted from an ideal instead of a mere mortal.
Ian eased the head of his cock into David’s mouth, his whole body shaking at the contact. His length disappeared past David’s lips an inch at a time. Rachel held her breath, her mouth watering, her nipples tightening. She couldn’t glance away from them—she couldn’t even think of anything except the way her best friend looked as he swallowed her husband’s long cock.
And swallow it he did. Ian kept his hand on the back of David’s skull, holding him in place so he couldn’t pull back. He had no choice but to adjust to the alien sensation of a fully erect cock at his throat.
“Just relax. That’s right. Don’t fight me. Just swallow. Good…good…just like Jade does…”
Mention of the other woman’s name drew Rachel’s attention downward. Jade had wrapped her arms around David’s legs, and she gripped the back of his thighs, holding him tightly as she let him fuck her mouth. Her throat bulged each time he pushed his hips forward, and her eyes were closed, her cheeks hollow. Rachel’s gaze traveled down Jade’s body, her attention settling on the slick curls between her thighs. Her clit was still full, still throbbing for attention, and her entire body vibrating with desire. She looked back to the two men, committing each detail, from the sweep of David’s long lashes to the dark hair on Ian’s thighs, to memory.
Rachel straddled Jade, her swollen pussy pressing against Jade’s abdomen as she faced Jade’s feet. She felt, rather than heard, Jade’s moan vibrating through her thighs and clit, then bent forward. The closer her mouth got to Jade’s slick flesh, the more she smelled the other woman’s arousal—a musky, sweet scent. The first swipe of her tongue over Jade’s clit was light, even delicate. A simple experiment. A successful one, judging from Jade’s deep moan. Rachel smiled to herself before using her thumbs to pull back Jade’s lips, exposing her entire clit to her mouth, teeth, and tongue.
Chapter 3
At that moment, David could not decide which he liked more—having his cock in Jade’s throat or sucking on Ian’s perfect prick. He had thought about Ian more than once since Rachel introduced the two of them, though he never had the balls to actually make any overtures, even though he suspected they would agree to whatever he suggested. And then he had met Jade, who had given him so much and been everything he could ask for in a wife. David thought marrying her would put his other thoughts to rest, and he would never think about Ian’s deceptively perfect body, or the way Rachel wrapped her long legs around his body and held on with everything she had.
But when faced with the reality of his own mortality, he realized he only had one real regret. Not taking a chance. Not being with them. As Ian began to pump his hips, controlling the rhythm as he held David in place, he realized he would have no regrets about this decision. Especially since Jade seemed to be enjoying herself the most out of all four of them. Her constant moans seemed to grow louder and longer, sending waves of sound and pleasure through his body. Her lips were tight around his cock, and every time her throat constricted around his head, it made his arms and legs weak.
He couldn’t see Rachel, but he knew that she had her dark head buried between Jade’s creamy thighs. He wanted to see that. He wanted to watch as Rachel sucked on Jade’s clit, teasing her into higher and higher realms of pleasure until she couldn’t take it anymore. But in order to watch the two women, he would have to stop what he was doing. And he couldn’t stop what he was doing. Ian wouldn’t let him and David didn’t want to.
David couldn’t compare sucking Ian’s cock to anything he had ever experienced. Ian’s skin was smooth, like the silk sheets he was kneeling on. And hotter than David had expected. He felt Ian’s vein throbbing against his tongue. He smelled the musk of Ian’s skin beneath the slightly bitter scent of burning wax. Each time Ian thrust forward, David felt the coarse hairs against his lips and chin. And Ian’s heavy balls brushed against David’s chin, which made David think about sucking them between his lips and finding out just how Ian would react to that.
David didn’t expect to like it this much. He didn
’t expect to like the weight against his tongue, or the intrusion at the back of his throat. The one thing that didn’t surprise him was how much satisfaction he received from Ian’s obvious pleasure. One of the best parts of being Ian’s friend was being on the receiving end of one of his pleased, larger-than-life smiles. Now David was on the receiving end of his groans and whimpers, each one a testament to his gratification.
Any other time, the hot suction around his own cock would have demanded his whole attention. Jade’s mouth was like a little piece of heaven, and when she got her lips around him, she drove him out of his mind. Now he concentrated on mimicking her, swallowing Ian when Jade swallowed him, using his tongue as Jade used hers, hollowing his cheeks when she increased the suction. He had no doubt that treating Ian the way Jade treated him would be more than enough to satisfy Ian’s needs. Especially since he wanted to spend the rest of the night fucking her mouth.
Except, Rachel was behind him, and he didn’t want to forget that. Not even with Jade beneath him and Ian above him.
He didn’t know what, exactly, was happening on the other end of the bed, but he did sense Jade’s orgasm several seconds before it struck her. He knew the signs without exception. She made a keening noise in the back of her throat, and then she began to tighten, everything, including her mouth, becoming more frantic. Like she was trying to suck his brain out through his cock. Listening to her first climax as Ian kissed him had been a divine sort of torture—he wanted to be part of that, and he wanted Ian to continue kissing him.
When Jade buckled beneath him, her throat tightening and body shuddering with a long orgasm, David almost lost it. Almost. He managed to stop himself from erupting in her throat, but only just.
“Rachel…get him ready for me.”
David pulled himself out of Jade’s mouth. He wouldn’t be able to handle all three of them touching him at once, especially with her orgasm still echoing through his body. He tried to lift his head as well, but Ian held him tight, his fingers unrelenting. Jade didn’t try to catch his erection again, but that didn’t mean her mouth and hands weren’t busy. She didn’t move from between his legs, but she did grip his ass cheeks, pulling them apart to leave him feeling completely exposed.
The first brush of contact was cold. Cold enough to make him jump as a rash of goose bumps spread across the back of his thighs. The lube. It had to be the lube. On the tip of Rachel’s finger. She spread the lubricant around his muscle, applying liberal amounts. The second moment of contact was hot. Impossibly hot. Hot enough to make him feel like he was burning from the inside out.
It had to be her tongue.
David moaned around Ian’s cock. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. He hoped he conveyed that. He hoped she understood how much he wanted to feel her mouth. Jade’s tongue rasped against his sensitive tip, gathering up the fresh pre-come. Jade’s tongue felt much rougher than Rachel’s. Rachel was careful, delicately circling his ring of muscle until David finally became accustomed to the strange sensation—not even a blow job could compare to it. Each time Rachel touched him, the muscles in his stomach clenched, and shocks of pleasure went up his spine.
David’s arms were already shaking a little, protesting the fact they needed to support most of his weight, but they almost gave out completely when Rachel slid two fingers into his slick hole. Only Ian’s grip kept him in position. The pressure was strange, almost unpleasant, but Rachel gave him time to adjust to this new intrusion. David had to stop moving, his mouth resting near the base of Ian’s cock, his eyes closed, his nostrils flaring with each breath. Ian allowed him the chance to rest, and David could fully admit that it was an allowance. Ian was a pretty live-and-let-live guy, but in that situation, in that position, Ian was completely in charge.
Rachel fucked his ass with two fingers, pumping her wrist in a slow, deliberate rhythm. At first, he didn’t realize what she was doing. Or why. Not until he shifted backward, pushing against her hand. Wishing for more. As soon as he did, she added a third finger, and he had to pause again to deal with the new width, the fresh burn.
“Does that feel good?” Ian murmured.
David nodded.
“Can you imagine how good it’ll feel when it’s my cock?”
David moaned.
“I’ll go slow and easy…” Ian caressed David’s face, his touch as gentle as any lover David ever had.
Rachel added a fourth finger and began to move her wrist faster. He froze, his body stiff, the tip of his cock rubbing against Jade’s chest. The back of his eyes tingled, as did the tips of his toes, and the skin behind his balls. He didn’t know how he could possibly stand Ian’s cock, but with each thrust of her fingers, he became more certain he needed to feel the width and the length splitting him open.
David couldn’t believe it was happening. He couldn’t believe he was this close to a moment he’d barely dared to fantasize about.
“Turn around,” Ian said gruffly.
Rachel’s hand disappeared first. And then Jade’s mouth. With a soft sigh, David released Ian’s cock, then crawled to face the opposite direction. Ian slapped a cheek, then pulled at the flesh, his thumb caressing David’s stretched hole.
“Rachel did a good job getting you ready for me. I think she should be rewarded. Don’t you?”
David caught Rachel’s eye. Holding her gaze, he nodded slowly. He was sure he knew what Ian would suggest for her reward, and his cock throbbed at the thought. They might have shared the thought, because her cheeks flushed a dark pink, and her eyes gleamed.
“Do you think you should fuck her?”
David nodded again. It was all he could do.
Chapter 4
Rachel was easily the most beautiful person Ian had ever seen. He had thanked every star in the heavens the night he met her, and thanked them again when she agreed to be with him. Her body was perfect, each inch a delectable treat. Her wit was unmatched. Her laughter reminded him of wind chimes. Even as she settled on the bed with her legs hooked over another man’s hips, her body open and waiting for him, she was still the most beautiful person Ian had ever seen.
Not that he wasn’t attracted to David and Jade. Being enamored with his wife didn’t make him blind. He especially wasn’t blind to how much David wanted to be fucked, and how much Jade craved contact—any contact. He thought with a little time and patience, Jade could easily have over a dozen orgasms. If he worked alone. There was no telling how many times the three of them could make her come.
He looked over David’s shoulder now, absently stroking his cock as he watched the two women position themselves. At first he thought Jade would straddle Rachel, thus blocking his view, but she seemed to change her mind, choosing to kneel beside Rachel’s hip instead. Ian appreciated that, though he never would have voiced an opinion. He wanted to see Rachel’s face when David slid his cock into her. He wanted to see Rachel’s face when he fucked David. He wanted to see if she would feel it.
Rachel had always been honest with him, even confessing that she and David had shared a physical relationship. He knew that the two of them still harbored a physical attraction for each other, even if they never mentioned it or acted on it. Ian had never been jealous of David, though, because regardless of their history, Rachel had chosen him. But now, Ian was choosing to give Rachel and David what they wanted, and every time he looked at Jade, he realized she had made the same decision.
Though the decision had been more than a little selfish, he thought both of them would acknowledge that. He wanted to feel David’s magnificent body bent over him. He thought of all those muscles clenching around his cock, and he craved the tight pressure. Especially since he knew David had never been fucked before, and probably never would be again. The fact that David would practically make a gift of himself for Ian was enough to make him ache.
Ian watched as the tip of David’s cock pressed against Rachel’s pussy. He had one hand on David’s hip, and he used it to guide the other man forward, deeper and deeper. Rachel arc
hed off the bed, her neck dropping back to expose the delicate column of her throat. Jade’s breath was getting raspy again, louder than either David or Rachel. Once David was fully sheathed, Ian dropped a kiss on his shoulder, resting his mouth on the taut skin while his attention remained focused on the woman in front of them.
Rachel finally opened her eyes, and her gaze clashed with Ian’s. He saw everything he needed to see in her eyes—he saw enough to prompt him to move and seek out his own pleasure. Without releasing David, he gripped the base of his cock and pushed the tip against David’s opening. The other man tensed, and Ian felt his muscles quivering—whether in fear or anticipation, Ian didn’t know. He stroked David’s hip lightly, murmuring soothing words, standing perfectly still until he felt some of the tension ease out of David’s larger body.
Ian was able to push the crown into David’s body before he had to stop again. He had promised David he would be slow and careful, and he wasn’t going to break that promise. Even if the heat was unbelievable and the pressure against the tip of his length was enough to make his eyes roll in the back of his head. Jade caressed David’s arm with her long fingers, a light, hypnotic motion that seemed to do the trick.
Ian pushed forward another half-inch.
David caught his breath, and another glance at Rachel’s face proved she felt it, too. The tension. The pleasure.
Another half-inch.
Now the heat was spreading up his groin and down his legs. It had been years since he’d fucked another man, years since he’d experienced the vise-like grip, the unrelenting friction. He bit his tongue to keep from thrusting home.
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