“You can’t talk but I know you have to be close to begging for release after all that.” Noah dipped his crown into her channel. “Isn’t that right?”
Emily whimpered with need and tried to buck. She succeeded in rocking a little but not enough to usher his erection inside her.
He placed his palms on the undersides of her thighs and surged forward. Emily gripped his shaft, mewling and whining at having it at last.
Noah gave it to her too. He paused long enough to shuffle closer and then started thrusting fast, bouncing his sac against her asshole.
Emily wished she could tell him how much this position thrilled her. It wasn’t the first time she’d had her legs up while being fucked but her ankles were usually resting on her partner’s shoulders. This position allowed her to experience Noah’s dick in a whole new way. It felt as if he was hitting spots inside her he’d never touched before, which couldn’t be possible but her sex-filled brain said it was.
The balls in her ass jiggled. She thought it was because of Noah’s motions but the third and fourth ball being pressed into her hole changed her mind. Lucas. It had to be. Noah was holding her legs.
Lucas stuffed her asshole and followed the balls with his finger so he pushed them nice and deep. After tickling her rim, he dialed up the vibrations. Emily rethought her stance on the toy not being strong enough. She moaned loud and clenched all her lower muscles.
Noah made an animal grunt of satisfaction. “Yeah. That’s right. Just like that.” He pumped faster. “Take it. Take it.”
Emily couldn’t help but take it. All of it. Lucas, Noah, Carlos—they worked together to bring her climax to the surface. Emily moaned and shook her head as the sensation hit her. If Noah hadn’t been inside her pussy, she would have squirted again and possibly broken her distance record. “Coming.”
“Fuck yeah!” Noah jammed his hips against hers as he spilled himself.
Carlos came shortly after. He squeezed her breasts with a hard sigh and then straightened as he backed up.
Lucas tugged the balls free of Emily’s asshole, leaving the toy on so each ball teased her rim on the way out. Once they were clear, Noah pulled out and hopped down.
Lucas said, “You can let go now.”
Emily heaved a relieved breath and let herself sprawl over the ottoman. Her body needed a rest, not because she was tired but because that position had been hard to hold for so long.
“I’ll get some water.” Lucas left the room for the kitchen.
Carlos and Noah removed their used condoms and tossed them into the nearby wastebasket. Noah slipped a fresh condom onto his semi-erect dick, but Carlos appeared content to let his hang. He watched the rise and fall of Emily’s breasts as she breathed.
She’d never seen a man so obsessed. Sure she’d met plenty of men who liked to stare at breasts but men like that wanted a short grope and a quick nipple suck before focusing on other parts of the female anatomy. Carlos acted as if he didn’t want to touch any other part of her.
Lucas returned carrying three water bottles. One had a straw. He gave Noah one and Carlos one. Emily tried to sit up but her body protested. She settled for rolling onto her side and reaching for the bottle with the straw. Lucas stooped down and placed the straw near her lips.
She needed the assist and drank as fast as the straw allowed.
Lucas asked, “You okay?”
She nodded.
“Having fun?” He stroked his fingers over her cheek.
Rather than nod again, she kissed his fingers.
“Good.” He glanced over his shoulder at Carlos and Noah. “You two done?”
Noah said, “Not even close. If this is going to be the last time, I’m making it memorable.”
“It might not be.”
“I’m not taking the chance.”
Carlos waved as he shook his head. “That was enough for me. More than enough.” He gave Emily a soft smile. “Thanks, Emily. I needed that.”
Noah shrugged his indifference. “More for me.”
Emily rolled off the ottoman before Noah could touch her again. She grabbed Carlos’ wrist, snatched a condom from the bowl, and then shoved the ottoman against the couch with her foot. Jabbing her finger at the couch, she grunted.
Carlos looked at the couch. “You want me to sit down.”
Lucas said, “Probably lie down. Either way, I suggest you do it. She looks determined.”
“Okay.” Carlos took up position with his back against the cushions and his feet propped up on the ottoman.
Emily bent and tugged on his ankles. She didn’t have the strength to move him but he got her intent. He changed so he lay with his upper torso on the couch and the rest of him on the ottoman. Emily nodded.
She crawled over Carlos and put the condom on him.
He said, “You’ve already made me come twice, Emily. That’s good for me.”
She snorted. He might say he was finished but his renewed erection made him a liar. She kissed his tip as she smiled at him.
Noah said, “Give it up, man. She’s not letting you go until she gets to suck that dick.”
Emily pointed over her shoulder at Noah and then touched her nose.
Carlos laughed. “Fine. Fine. Who am I to argue with a lady?” He put his arms behind his head.
Gripping his shaft, Emily dropped her mouth onto it. She drew on his arousal as she pulled her head back. The trip took a little longer because Carlos’ erection lengthened. He was a grower. She hadn’t noticed that when he was between her breasts.
She licked up one side of his dick and then the other. His shaft had gotten all the attention earlier. She planned to make up for that now. She latched on to his crown, running her tongue around it and drawing on it.
Carlos gasped and bucked as he clawed at the couch. “Shit. Ah!”
Lucas asked, “Good, isn’t she?”
“Under-fucking-statement. Damn.”
“Reigning champion uncontested of the blow marathon.” Lucas didn’t bother with an explanation and Carlos didn’t seem to want one.
Carlos pushed at the cushions as if he would crabwalk away but stayed put, hissing through his teeth.
Emily smiled. She hadn’t lost any of the talents she’d honed in college. And thanks to Lucas, she’d had plenty of refreshers to get her back up to par. Carlos’ frantic state was testament to that.
She continued loving his crown with sporadic interruptions to deep throat him. Little nudges to the insides of his thighs got him to spread his legs so she could use both hands to massage his sac.
“Fucking hell!” Carlos surged into Emily’s mouth, coming hard and shaking.
Emily let him drop from her lips so she could admire her handiwork. Carlos was panting and his condom was full. She stripped it off, traded it to Lucas for a new one, and then stroked Carlos until he got hard again.
He tried to fend her off. “Give, Emily. Uncle. Uncle.”
She shook her head, smirking.
“Help me out here.” Carlos directed that command to Lucas and Noah.
Emily glanced over her shoulder at them. Lucas resumed his seat on the easy chair. Noah stood jerking his dick, grinning. She shrugged and turned her attention to the erection that was getting firmer with each stroke of her fist.
Carlos glared at them. “Fuck both of you.”
Noah said, “Die happy, man.”
Emily leaned forward, closed her breasts around his arousal and rocked. It took her a little bit to get the rhythm she wanted. She found pressing her breasts together on the upstroke and then holding them loose on the down got a favorable reaction from Carlos despite his denials.
He particularly liked when she paused with his crown nestled between her breasts and rubbed them over it. He liked that a lot. He was a serious breast man. Emily didn’t think she would ever tire of playing with him.
Behind her, Noah said, “Hey look. A rabbit hole.”
Emily squeaked when he pressed the writhing tip of her rabbit vi
brator against her pussy. Her ass-up position had left her open to this but Noah had been too busy watching her and beating off to do anything about it the last time she checked. He’d obviously changed his mind.
She arched her back down and circled her hips as he thrust the toy forward. A delighted whimper accompanied her excited shiver. She held herself still to enjoy the feel of the rabbit churning her depths. The beads stirred her entrance and the clit stimulator vibrated her toward another orgasm.
Noah shoved the toy to the hilt and left it there as he climbed onto the couch. He dribbled cold lube over her asshole, making her yelp. After tossing the bottle aside, he squatted behind her. He rested his hands on her ass, used his thumbs to spread her cheeks, and then eased his dick into her puckered hole.
Once inside, he shifted his stance so he bent over her, bracing his weight on the couch. That gave him the leverage he needed to drive his dick into her asshole with a speed that left her gasping in bliss.
The man was definitely making the most of his last hoorah. It wouldn’t be but she didn’t plan to tell him that, even if she could speak. She didn’t want to affect his performance. Though she doubted much could.
Noah grunted with each thrust, a working noise. He was a man on a mission and determined to get what he wanted. His penetration bumped and jarred the rabbit in her pussy. Emily pulsed her inner muscles to push it free. It felt great but was in the way.
“Oops. Let me get that.” Lucas caught the rabbit, turned it up and then put it back inside. He pumped it, matching Noah’s speed. “There you go.”
Emily wanted to curse him out and praise him at the same time. It was an interesting conundrum that resulted in her shouting with joy. She pushed back with her hands sinking into the couch cushions. She wasn’t holding her breasts but that didn’t stop her from rubbing them against Carlos’ arousal and his legs. Carlos held her breasts as he shifted his dick between them, proving he hadn’t wanted to stop after all.
This was it. Emily knew there wouldn’t be another round. She wouldn’t be able to take it. She didn’t know how she was taking it now. Noah seemed determined to bury himself to the depths of her ass, making him a part of her. She yearned for him to try. The deeper he went, the more she cried out her passion.
“I am fucking loving this!” Noah surged forward with every syllable.
Emily agreed mentally since she couldn’t vocally.
Lucas twisted the rabbit, shifting the stimulator to a different place on Emily’s clit.
“Coming!” She clenched and yelped as her orgasm started.
Noah hissed and stilled. “So fucking good.” He heaved a rough sigh, pulled out, and then rested his spent dick on Emily’s tailbone.
Carlos was the last man standing. Emily used the remaining bit of energy to slide her stomach to rest on his legs and put his erection near her mouth. Her hands trembled when she grasped his shaft, showing her exhaustion.
She managed to pump his dick with a steady rhythm and extended congratulations to herself when she clamped her lips around one of his balls. It was less than her best ball sucking but Carlos got off nonetheless.
He rumbled his satisfaction and petted Emily’s head. “This time, I’m really done. No more. I mean it.”
She lifted her hand above her head and extended her thumb to show she felt the same. Lacking the energy to move, she released his sac and rested her head against his thigh.
Lucas turned off the rabbit. When he pulled it free, Emily let out a pitiful whine. He rubbed her right calf. “I know. Sorry. I had to take it out though.”
Emily, Noah and Carlos stayed stacked and panting through the rest of the movie Lucas had put on. Emily got to see the dramatic finish and triumphant conclusion before Noah decided to move.
He stumbled off her and then collapsed onto the couch beside Carlos, who pulled himself to a sitting position. Emily let herself flop sideways.
Lucas laughed at them.
All three of them flipped him off.
He continued laughing as he pulled the ottoman away from the couch to where it belonged. Emily watched Lucas clean up the mess they had made. He even coaxed Noah and Carlos into their pants, though neither man seemed to like having to get up.
Emily regained enough strength to stand, amble over to the end of the hallway that led to the bedrooms, and then turned so she faced the living room, using the wall as support. She asked, “That good?”
Carlos grunted an affirmative. Noah gave a thumbs-up before letting his hand fall to his chest. Lucas sat on the easy chair, fresh and unaffected because he hadn’t joined in.
Noah wobbled as he got off the couch.
Lucas said, “Add more squats to your routine. Strengthen up those thigh muscles and you won’t have that problem.”
“Bite me. I do enough squats.”
“Obviously not.”
Noah started to say something but stopped with a grunt. He shuffled toward the entryway. “I’m headed home. Thanks for the invite, Lucas. Always appreciate it.”
Lucas stood and shook hands with Noah. “You know I’ll be in touch.”
“The dip was excellent, Emily.”
She walked over to him on wobbly legs and gave him a deep, searching kiss that Noah returned with a bonus ass squeeze. She smiled at him. “Glad you liked it.”
“I did indeed.” He gave her ass another squeeze before letting her go. “You don’t need to see me to the door.” He ambled away, stumbling and then righting himself.
Carlos stood. He was in better shape than Noah even if he appeared just as tired. “Me too. I’m out.”
Emily snagged his wrist as he passed her. “You’re sure? You can stay. You know that.” She brought his palm to her right breast and held it there.
Carlos kneaded it and then shifted his hand to the side so he held it in place while he kissed her nipple. The kiss turned into a lick and then a light suck. He pulled away with a wistful sound. “I’m good, Emily. This was exactly what I needed. Thanks.” He bent forward again and gave her left nipple the same treatment as her right.
She framed her hands around his face and brought him up to her lips. Carlos held her breasts as he smoothed his tongue over hers. A soft pinch signaled the end to her nipples. Carlos said, “Don’t worry about me. I plan to visit often. You’ll be ready to kick me out. If not you, Lucas for sure.”
Lucas said, “So long as Em wants you, I’m cool with it.”
Carlos pointed at him. “I’ll hold you to that.”
“Counting on it.” They shook hands, shared a man hug and then Carlos left.
Emily said while looking in the direction of the front door, “I hope he’ll be okay. That thing with Janet was so wrong.”
“You’ll help him through.”
“You mean we’ll help him through, right? He’s your friend first.”
Lucas grinned. “So about that. I’ve got something to tell you.” He went to the camera stand and plugged in a cord leading from the TV. The screen changed from black to blue, meaning the camera playback was ready.
Waving her over, he sat on the ottoman. She went to sit next to him but Lucas palmed her ass and urged her to remain standing instead. She wasn’t as tired as she was before so she didn’t mind. Her fatigue all but vanished when Lucas tickled the tips of his fingers over her lower lips.
He smiled up at her when she looked at him. With a shrug, she widened her stance. Lucas delved two fingers into her channel and moved them slowly. A soothing caress after the wild ride she’d endured. Emily let out a contented purr.
Lucas said, “I want to show you something.”
“Show me what?” Emily bumped his side as she wiggled her hips.
“First things first. You won’t notice how you’re dressed until I tell you to look down. You won’t feel my fingers or the aftermath of all the sex you had until after you see how you’re dressed. You won’t move off my fingers no matter how much you want to.”
She nodded.
“Sew-sew in
.” He pointed the remote at the TV. “As you know, this is the last day of our bet.”
She smirked. “I wasn’t going to say anything. I thought you’d given up on that stupid coin.”
“Not at all. I never go back on a bet. You know that.”
“Are you prepared to attend Yolanda’s wedding with me?”
“Not in the least and I don’t have to because I didn’t lose.” He pushed the play button.
Emily watched herself masturbating on the kitchen island and couldn’t believe her eyes. “Wha-what is this? When is this? I never…” She glanced at Lucas and then the TV. “When did I…?” She shook her head. “I didn’t. I would remember this. Lucas?”
“Shhhhh. Calm down. Just watch. I’ll explain in a minute. Suffice to say, I won.”
Chapter Six
Emily stared in disbelief at the video and didn’t recognize herself. It couldn’t be but she was watching it with her own eyes. She still couldn’t figure out when this was. She’d never worn an outfit like the one in the video. Carlos and Noah had never come over at the same time before today. And yet the video showed them kissing and fondling her while talking about that stupid coin.
It couldn’t be real. It just couldn’t. “It’s a trick.”
Lucas said, “I knew you would say that.”
“Of course. This isn’t real. I would remember this.” She pointed at the screen, blushing at the way she straddled Carlos’ legs and stroked his dick against her pussy. Lucas had gotten a perfect angle to capture every bit of the encounter, including Carlos coming and hitting the underneath of her breasts.
“You would if it wasn’t for the coin. But don’t take my word for it. Look down.”
“What?”
“Look at what you’re wearing, Em.”
“I know what I’m wearing. It’s—” Her words choked to a halt as she looked down at her bare breasts. The shirt in the video was the one she was wearing now. The pants were the same too and…
She gasped and pressed her thighs together. Lucas was fingering her pussy. Her hypersensitive-from-recent-sex pussy. She wobbled on her feet and had to grab his shoulder to stay standing.
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