Sarah’s brain. It ran from David’s cock. Ran from the pleasure/pain that pulsed with each thrust into her ass. She thrashed in his lap. Her abs and thighs burned from the undulating workout. Thank you, yoga; thank you, pilates, she thought. This is what your core is for. To get fucked and fucked and fucked until you scream your throat raw.
David’s mouth covered hers in a sloppy, wet kiss. Her fingers danced across the freshly shaved skin and dipped into her pussy. She wished Jack was here, in that moment. She wished Jack was where her fingers were, completing the double penetration. To be fucked by two men. Filled at the same time. Her thumb tripped along her clit. Her brain stuttered. She screamed into the kiss. Screamed right down David’s throat.
David’s hands on his hips were relentless, the thrusts getting wild and out of control. He was close. He had to be. “Cum, David.” She groaned. “Cum in my ass!”
“Oh, fuck, Sarah. Oh, fuck.” Heat filled her backside. She arched up over him but he yanked her back down, pelvis grinding against buttocks. She couldn’t escape the onslaught—was helpless in his hands. Delirious from her own rolling orgasm, all she could do was ride it out.
Their bodies were beaded with sweat when they finally came down. Sarah turned in David’s lap, letting his softening cock slip from her butt, and kissed him with what energy she had left.
“That was... unexpected.”
David laughed. “Perfect for Leap Day, right?”
Sarah smirked, touching his face. She was going to miss David, but not because she liked him. Or that she wanted more nights like this. Not even because he was an incredible fuck. She was going to miss having him as a friend.
“I’d say it fits the theme, yes.” She climbed off, discovering just how much strain she’d been putting on her leg muscles.
“Steady there. You need help?”
Sarah caught herself on the table. She shifted, grimacing a little. “I’m fine. Not sure I’ll be able to sit for a while, but I’m fine.”
“Let me help you with your things.”
It was a pretty quick clean up. She’d never taken off the bra and her dress was quick to wrap on. “I need to go to the bathroom,” she said as David pulled on his briefs—black and tight like a male model’s. She still had to wonder how she had ended up being this guy’s fantasy.
He nodded. “I’ll be right here.”
Sarah picked her way down the hall to the women’s restroom, proud of herself for not clutching the wall for support. It got easier as she went, like working out a strained muscle.
She parked herself before the mirror and ran her hands under the cool water of the sink. She barely recognized herself. Her hair had unraveled, half of it falling out of the bun, half in chaotic disarray. She splashed the water on her face, then shook out the remainder if her hair.
She felt the air pressure shift in the room as someone opened the door. “David, I—”
“Shh... We don’t have much time.” It was Jack, quietly shutting the door behind him.
“How did you—”
“I snuck by him.”
He stepped right up behind her, their eyes locking in the mirror. For a moment, Sarah couldn’t gauge his mood. His face swam with emotion, but not all of it looked friendly. “Was that too much?” she said at last, biting her lip.
Jack wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight enough to force the air from her lungs. “Yes,” he whispered. “But that’s what made it so hot.”
Sarah didn’t get that, but now wasn’t the time to chat. “You’re still hard. You didn’t cum?” She reached her hand behind her and grasped him.
“No, I did. Once, anyway. But that’s why I’m here.”
“I see.” Coy smile and commanding eyes—there was the man she’d fallen for. “I think we can do something about that.”
She directed Jack to lean against the sink and dropped to her knees. She needed to be quick. They didn’t have much time before David would come and
David’s mouth covered hers in a sloppy, wet kiss. Her fingers danced across the freshly shaved skin and dipped into her pussy. She wished Jack was here, in that moment. She wished Jack was where her fingers were, completing the double penetration. To be fucked by two men. Filled at the same time. Her thumb tripped along her clit. Her brain stuttered. She screamed into the kiss. Screamed right down David’s throat.
David’s hands on his hips were relentless, the thrusts getting wild and out of control. He was close. He had to be. “Cum, David.” She groaned. “Cum in my ass!”
“Oh, fuck, Sarah. Oh, fuck.” Heat filled her backside. She arched up over him but he yanked her back down, pelvis grinding against buttocks. She couldn’t escape the onslaught—was helpless in his hands. Delirious from her own rolling orgasm, all she could do was ride it out.
Their bodies were beaded with sweat when they finally came down. Sarah turned in David’s lap, letting his softening cock slip from her butt, and kissed him with what energy she had left.
“That was... unexpected.”
David laughed. “Perfect for Leap Day, right?”
Sarah smirked, touching his face. She was going to miss David, but not because she liked him. Or that she wanted more nights like this. Not even because he was an incredible fuck. She was going to miss having him as a friend.
“I’d say it fits the theme, yes.” She climbed off, discovering just how much strain she’d been putting on her leg muscles.
“Steady there. You need help?”
Sarah caught herself on the table. She shifted, grimacing a little. “I’m fine. Not sure I’ll be able to sit for a while, but I’m fine.”
“Let me help you with your things.”
It was a pretty quick clean up. She’d never taken off the bra and her dress was quick to wrap on. “I need to go to the bathroom,” she said as David pulled on his briefs—black and tight like a male model’s. She still had to wonder how she had ended up being this guy’s fantasy.
He nodded. “I’ll be right here.”
Sarah picked her way down the hall to the women’s restroom, proud of herself for not clutching the wall for support. It got easier as she went, like working out a strained muscle.
She parked herself before the mirror and ran her hands under the cool water of the sink. She barely recognized herself. Her hair had unraveled, half of it falling out of the bun, half in chaotic disarray. She splashed the water on her face, then shook out the remainder if her hair.
She felt the air pressure shift in the room as someone opened the door. “David, I—”
“Shh... We don’t have much time.” It was Jack, quietly shutting the door behind him.
“How did you—”
“I snuck by him.”
He stepped right up behind her, their eyes locking in the mirror. For a moment, Sarah couldn’t gauge his mood. His face swam with emotion, but not all of it looked friendly. “Was that too much?” she said at last, biting her lip.
Jack wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight enough to force the air from her lungs. “Yes,” he whispered. “But that’s what made it so hot.”
Sarah didn’t get that, but now wasn’t the time to chat. “You’re still hard. You didn’t cum?” She reached her hand behind her and grasped him.
“No, I did. Once, anyway. But that’s why I’m here.”
“I see.” Coy smile and commanding eyes—there was the man she’d fallen for. “I think we can do something about that.”
She directed Jack to lean against the sink and dropped to her knees. She needed to be quick. They didn’t have much time before David would come and
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