and relax her throat muscles. She tried, and it helped a lot, but his cock was so big and long, and her jaw was really getting sore. As if he could read her mind, Devon started thrusting harder against her throat. Jeff then inserted two fingers inside her, and the angle pushed against something different, the butt plug making things so tight in there. She began to shudder.
“Swallow!” Devon ordered, and somehow she did. Devon pumped his cum against the back of her throat in rivulets, and she gulped it down as she came apart around Jeff’s fingers.
Chapter Eight
Alex slept with Devon on her right and Jeff on her left. They, too, napped, overwhelmed by Alex’s sweet accommodation and innate sexuality. Devon woke first and went to shower. He came out to dry himself and found Jeff waiting.
“I don’t have the words, man,” Devon said. “We’ve shared women before, but this is different, amigo.”
Jeff got into the shower. He spoke over the sound of the water, but Devon heard him clearly. “I told you she was special. We’re keeping her. As soon as I clean up, let’s get dinner fixed and plan something nice for her for tonight.”
They put fixings for a barbeque together in the kitchen, working alongside one another with well-rehearsed familiarity. Alex had said she wasn’t really fond of a lot of meat, so they had marinated a little chicken breast for her, and Jeff put together a salad while Devon seasoned two huge sirloins and wrapped potatoes in foil. They set the table and found all the necessary condiments. All that remained was to light the grill.
“I don’t think we should fuck her again tonight, especially not at the same time, Dev,” Jeff stated.
“Well, she’s going to have to take the butt plug again in the morning or sleep with it in overnight, buddy, but I think we should wait.”
Devon continued, “I want to spend time with her tonight, maybe watch some tube, eat some popcorn, or even go for a walk or something.”
* * * *
Jeff was so pleased. The sex was terrific, awesome, but he wanted something more, and apparently Devon thought so, too. They didn’t have to try and cram all of Alex’s training into one weekend. No way was that possible.
“Let’s take her to the Club, just for a drink after dinner,” suggested Devon.
It was indeed serious, if Devon was wanting to take Alex to the Club for a drink and not to play. He wanted to show her off, Jeff thought, but in a relationship kind of way. He wanted to as well, though there was a little niggle in his gut about taking Alex there. He chose not to look at it too closely.
Jeff paused in mid thought. “What if Alex just wants to fool around and learn more sex stuff, Dev?”
* * * *
Devon hadn’t thought about that. They had essentially seduced Alex into coming home with them for the weekend to learn about her pleasure, but they hadn’t talked about dating. He and Jeff didn’t really date. They trained and fucked women at the Club, picked up women in bars and brought them home to fuck, together or separately. Christ, Alex hadn’t even asked them about health risks. They knew she was safe, and they always used condoms except for oral sex, but the girl hadn’t even known enough to ask. Unless she just trusted them. His heart swelled uncomfortably in his chest.
“We just won’t give her a choice, Jeff,” he asserted. “We’ll carry her along on our momentum, and I think she’ll like it.”
Devon kissed Alex awake, loving how she mewled and stretched like a tidy little cat in their bed. Wait. He and Jeff had their own bedrooms. This wasn’t anyone’s bed. At least not until now. How could he have it so bad so fast? And why was Jeff on his ass over her, too? He lifted her and carried her to the bathroom, marvelling at the strength in her slight form. Alex used the toilet while he got the shower ready for her, and he hid a smile at her resigned look. Those kinds of boundaries were nonsense when you considered the kind
“Swallow!” Devon ordered, and somehow she did. Devon pumped his cum against the back of her throat in rivulets, and she gulped it down as she came apart around Jeff’s fingers.
Chapter Eight
Alex slept with Devon on her right and Jeff on her left. They, too, napped, overwhelmed by Alex’s sweet accommodation and innate sexuality. Devon woke first and went to shower. He came out to dry himself and found Jeff waiting.
“I don’t have the words, man,” Devon said. “We’ve shared women before, but this is different, amigo.”
Jeff got into the shower. He spoke over the sound of the water, but Devon heard him clearly. “I told you she was special. We’re keeping her. As soon as I clean up, let’s get dinner fixed and plan something nice for her for tonight.”
They put fixings for a barbeque together in the kitchen, working alongside one another with well-rehearsed familiarity. Alex had said she wasn’t really fond of a lot of meat, so they had marinated a little chicken breast for her, and Jeff put together a salad while Devon seasoned two huge sirloins and wrapped potatoes in foil. They set the table and found all the necessary condiments. All that remained was to light the grill.
“I don’t think we should fuck her again tonight, especially not at the same time, Dev,” Jeff stated.
“Well, she’s going to have to take the butt plug again in the morning or sleep with it in overnight, buddy, but I think we should wait.”
Devon continued, “I want to spend time with her tonight, maybe watch some tube, eat some popcorn, or even go for a walk or something.”
* * * *
Jeff was so pleased. The sex was terrific, awesome, but he wanted something more, and apparently Devon thought so, too. They didn’t have to try and cram all of Alex’s training into one weekend. No way was that possible.
“Let’s take her to the Club, just for a drink after dinner,” suggested Devon.
It was indeed serious, if Devon was wanting to take Alex to the Club for a drink and not to play. He wanted to show her off, Jeff thought, but in a relationship kind of way. He wanted to as well, though there was a little niggle in his gut about taking Alex there. He chose not to look at it too closely.
Jeff paused in mid thought. “What if Alex just wants to fool around and learn more sex stuff, Dev?”
* * * *
Devon hadn’t thought about that. They had essentially seduced Alex into coming home with them for the weekend to learn about her pleasure, but they hadn’t talked about dating. He and Jeff didn’t really date. They trained and fucked women at the Club, picked up women in bars and brought them home to fuck, together or separately. Christ, Alex hadn’t even asked them about health risks. They knew she was safe, and they always used condoms except for oral sex, but the girl hadn’t even known enough to ask. Unless she just trusted them. His heart swelled uncomfortably in his chest.
“We just won’t give her a choice, Jeff,” he asserted. “We’ll carry her along on our momentum, and I think she’ll like it.”
Devon kissed Alex awake, loving how she mewled and stretched like a tidy little cat in their bed. Wait. He and Jeff had their own bedrooms. This wasn’t anyone’s bed. At least not until now. How could he have it so bad so fast? And why was Jeff on his ass over her, too? He lifted her and carried her to the bathroom, marvelling at the strength in her slight form. Alex used the toilet while he got the shower ready for her, and he hid a smile at her resigned look. Those kinds of boundaries were nonsense when you considered the kind
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