could.
Ashley’s tiny, slim hand circled his cock, stroking
and pulling at the throbbing hunk of flesh between his thighs in
time with Richard’s thrusts.
“Fuck. Gonna come if you keep doing that.” And he
would. The pure pleasure of having both of them touching him,
loving him, was too much for Trevor to take. He wouldn’t last long
if she kept it up.
“Fuck yeah, Trev. Come on my cock. Squeeze my cock
with that sweet ass of yours.” Richard leaned down and kissed him,
rough lips and skin abrading his while those smooth strokes came
harder, deeper.
Soon, the bed rocked with each stroke and he
screamed, “Fuck. Fuck me, Rich.”
He held his legs back, opening his butt to Rich. He
wanted the man harder, deeper, and he got his wish. The man somehow
increased his pace. Sweat dripped from his brow, soaking Trevor’s
chest, and he reveled in it, loved the dirty, sweaty quality of
their sex.
Then, before he could warn them, his balls drew up
tighter than before. Waves of pleasure wrapped around his waist and
centered on his cock and then… “Fuck, I’m coming.”
“Yeah, come on my cock, Trev. Come all over it.”
Richard growled.
And he did. He didn’t hold back as his climax nearly
drowned him in the euphoria of release. Shudder after shudder, wave
after wave of muscles tensing and relaxing with each advance and
retreat shuttled through his body while he painted his chest in
cum. Ashley’s hand slowed as the streams came in smaller spurts,
and Richard froze above him, jerking and grunting, his face a
mixture of pleasure and pain only a fucking awesome orgasm could
bring.
Until finally…finally he slumped forward on top of
Trevor, smearing Trevor’s cum all over them both as they gasped for
air.
Trevor opened his eyes and found Ashley beside him,
her face flushed and smile wide. “I’m guessing you liked my
present.”
“Yeah.” He took a deep, gasping breath.
He grunted when Richard slid free and his friend
pressed a quick kiss to Ashley’s brow. “I liked it too, Ash.”
His woman giggled and ogled Richard as he left to
fetch a washcloth. In minutes both men were cleaned up, and Trevor
watched as Richard got dressed.
“Where you going? Not staying the night?” He wasn’t
sure if he should invite the man to stay or what. They’d just
shared…something. Then again, he hadn’t asked him to stay when
they’d shared Ashley. He really needed to buy a book if this was
going to become a habit. There had to be a threesome etiquette
guide out there somewhere, right?
“Nah. You and Ash have some more celebrating to do
and”—Richard closed the distance between them and slapped Trevor’s
ass with an open palm—“as fine as this ass is, I need something a
little less virginal for the rest of the night.”
Ashley laughed, Richard winked, and Trevor gaped.
Then, the man of the night was gone, striding down the hallway like
the three of them hadn’t just had mind-blowing sex. Just…gone.
Trevor slumped onto the bed and pulled Ashley to his
side, tucking her face against his shoulder as he held her close.
“Love you, Ashley. So much it hurts. And just as soon as I can get
it up again, I’ll show you.”
She stroked his chest, her delicate fingers circling
his nipple. “I love you too and I know you will. Because what goes
up must come down, but if it’s an elevator or a cock, you can be
sure it’ll go up again.”
And it did. Just as soon as he finished laughing
with the crazy woman at his side.
About the Author:
Celia Kyle would like to rule the world and become a
ninja. As a fallback, she’s working on her writing career and
giving readers stories that touch their hearts and *ahem* other
places.
Visit her at: http://celiakyle.com
Ashley’s tiny, slim hand circled his cock, stroking
and pulling at the throbbing hunk of flesh between his thighs in
time with Richard’s thrusts.
“Fuck. Gonna come if you keep doing that.” And he
would. The pure pleasure of having both of them touching him,
loving him, was too much for Trevor to take. He wouldn’t last long
if she kept it up.
“Fuck yeah, Trev. Come on my cock. Squeeze my cock
with that sweet ass of yours.” Richard leaned down and kissed him,
rough lips and skin abrading his while those smooth strokes came
harder, deeper.
Soon, the bed rocked with each stroke and he
screamed, “Fuck. Fuck me, Rich.”
He held his legs back, opening his butt to Rich. He
wanted the man harder, deeper, and he got his wish. The man somehow
increased his pace. Sweat dripped from his brow, soaking Trevor’s
chest, and he reveled in it, loved the dirty, sweaty quality of
their sex.
Then, before he could warn them, his balls drew up
tighter than before. Waves of pleasure wrapped around his waist and
centered on his cock and then… “Fuck, I’m coming.”
“Yeah, come on my cock, Trev. Come all over it.”
Richard growled.
And he did. He didn’t hold back as his climax nearly
drowned him in the euphoria of release. Shudder after shudder, wave
after wave of muscles tensing and relaxing with each advance and
retreat shuttled through his body while he painted his chest in
cum. Ashley’s hand slowed as the streams came in smaller spurts,
and Richard froze above him, jerking and grunting, his face a
mixture of pleasure and pain only a fucking awesome orgasm could
bring.
Until finally…finally he slumped forward on top of
Trevor, smearing Trevor’s cum all over them both as they gasped for
air.
Trevor opened his eyes and found Ashley beside him,
her face flushed and smile wide. “I’m guessing you liked my
present.”
“Yeah.” He took a deep, gasping breath.
He grunted when Richard slid free and his friend
pressed a quick kiss to Ashley’s brow. “I liked it too, Ash.”
His woman giggled and ogled Richard as he left to
fetch a washcloth. In minutes both men were cleaned up, and Trevor
watched as Richard got dressed.
“Where you going? Not staying the night?” He wasn’t
sure if he should invite the man to stay or what. They’d just
shared…something. Then again, he hadn’t asked him to stay when
they’d shared Ashley. He really needed to buy a book if this was
going to become a habit. There had to be a threesome etiquette
guide out there somewhere, right?
“Nah. You and Ash have some more celebrating to do
and”—Richard closed the distance between them and slapped Trevor’s
ass with an open palm—“as fine as this ass is, I need something a
little less virginal for the rest of the night.”
Ashley laughed, Richard winked, and Trevor gaped.
Then, the man of the night was gone, striding down the hallway like
the three of them hadn’t just had mind-blowing sex. Just…gone.
Trevor slumped onto the bed and pulled Ashley to his
side, tucking her face against his shoulder as he held her close.
“Love you, Ashley. So much it hurts. And just as soon as I can get
it up again, I’ll show you.”
She stroked his chest, her delicate fingers circling
his nipple. “I love you too and I know you will. Because what goes
up must come down, but if it’s an elevator or a cock, you can be
sure it’ll go up again.”
And it did. Just as soon as he finished laughing
with the crazy woman at his side.
About the Author:
Celia Kyle would like to rule the world and become a
ninja. As a fallback, she’s working on her writing career and
giving readers stories that touch their hearts and *ahem* other
places.
Visit her at: http://celiakyle.com
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