Careless

by Cleo Peitsche

  “I don’t know,” Kimberly and Samuel said at the same time. Kimberly giggled, embarrassed. Of course Nelson wasn’t asking her. He wanted to see how long he needed to wait until round two.

  She’d come several times and Samuel had come once, but Nelson hadn’t gotten off at all. She felt guilty. He’d been so kind and had taken great care to make sure she enjoyed herself. Maybe he was holding back out of concern for her sensibilities or something.

  She cleared her throat. “I’d love to watch you two fuck,” she said. The words came out a little more shyly than she wanted, but she compensated with a confident toss of her head.

  Nelson smiled. “I like the way you think.”

  Samuel watched as Nelson helped Kimberly off of him. The moment she was gone, he missed her already. She had fit so perfectly in his arms. Being able to smell her floral shampoo while he fucked her was the greatest treat imaginable. He knew that shampoo. At one point he’d even gone through every bottle in the supermarket aisle, trying to find the right one, but he’d struck out.

  He’d hoped the sex would be somehow disappointing. That she’d be too small or too big, or that the angles just wouldn’t work.

  But Kimberly was perfect. And her snug hole had sucked him so thirstily that he’d been unable to continue holding her hands over her head. Nelson hadn’t seemed to have noticed, which was probably good; when very dominant men were disobeyed, they sometimes acted like dicks about it, and not in a playful way, either.

  Though Nelson was clearly not a dick. Samuel was beginning to think that the man got off on watching other people. A true voyeur.

  Kimberly was on her back, her lustrous hair fanning away from her face. Nelson had undone one of the handcuffs, and both hung from her right arm.

  Samuel smiled. Nope, not a dick at all. Some dominant men would have made her kneel in a corner or would have spanked her until requiring access to her pussy again.

  Though the way Nelson had tortured the poor woman by giving her just an inch of his cock and then punishing her each time her instincts made her seek release… only a sadistic man would execute something like that.

  “Turn over and scoot down here, Kimberly,” Nelson said, that commanding note in his voice. The second she was close, he twisted a hand in her hair and pushed her head down. Kimberly yielded to him. She was beautiful like that, on her hands and knees, ass in the air and waiting patiently.

  Samuel was surprised she was submissive in the bedroom. She had a bit of a temper sometimes…. like when she stormed out of the restaurant.

  “I’m going to fuck her until your prick is useful again,” Nelson said. He roughly pulled Kimberly’s hips toward him. She yelped and moved as if she wanted to scramble away, but Nelson held her firmly. “What are you scared of, little one?”

  Because she was facing away, Nelson couldn’t see her face, but Samuel could. Her cheeks were flushed, and when her eyes met Samuel’s, she winked. It was so brazenly sexual. Samuel stared. Full of surprises, aren’t we?

  “Please don’t hurt me!” Kimberly begged, a huge smile on her face. Samuel propped his head up on one arm. He raised his eyes to Nelson’s and saw that Nelson was taking the whole thing very seriously. Oh, dear.

  Nelson thrust into her. Just once, hard. Kimberly wiggled away a bit, but he caught her and took her again. Every few seconds brought another long, deep thrust. Kimberly’s face went tomato red, and she wasn’t laughing.

  Samuel could imagine how she felt. Having his mouth pinned under Nelson’s cock had turned him on, but it certainly didn’t qualify as easy.

  Nelson smacked her ass, and Kimberly arched her back a little more. Samuel found himself nodding slightly in approval as Nelson picked up the tempo. He was dying to be under the man. It had been too long since he’d last been taken like that.

  Samuel reached over and re-handcuffed Kimberly’s wrist. She looked up at him, startled. He tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, though within seconds, Nelson fucked it out of place again.

  “Let me know if you need a break, little woman,” Nelson grunted.

  “I’m not little,” Kimberly huffed. Nelson’s vigorous thrusting made her voice tremble like she was bouncing down an unpaved road.

  “You are,” Nelson said. Kimberly tried to scramble away, but with her hands bound, she couldn’t get traction.

  She went limp with a little sigh, and Nelson drilled into her. He smacked her ass, and that did it for Samuel. His cock was fast coming back to life.

  “Let me know when you’re ready to take her place,” Nelson said. “Because I need to tear someone up—”

  “I’m ready.” Just saying the words made his cock even stiffer.

  Nelson immediately pulled out of Kimberly.

  Kimberly brought her bound wrists close to her head and pushed the mass of dark hair out of her face, and she looked at Nelson over her shoulder. “What makes you think I can’t take it?” she demanded.

  Samuel didn’t need to see her expression to know she was furious. He widened his eyes and shook his head in warning at Nelson.

  Nelson smirked. “What’s your safe word.”

  “Yoga—”

  He grabbed her violently, yanked her legs open and pounded himself into her. Kimberly grunted as all the air escaped her lungs. Her fingers became like claws as she desperately tried to hold onto the sheet.

  She’d gone from sounding like a sexy little kitten to a cat in heat. But when she turned her head enough so that Samuel could see her expression, he realized she was loving this.

  He scooted over and raised her head. If she liked it rough, he was happy to oblige. “Make a peace sign with your fingers if you need me to stop,” he said. Then he lowered her open mouth onto his cock.

  Her soft mouth eagerly sucked him in. When she’d done this earlier, she had been careful, almost respectful. Now there was raw need in it. She was like a wild woman, thrashing and groaning, though it was difficult to hear over Nelson’s loud grunts.

  Behind her, Nelson’s broad chest glistened. He was still holding back, Samuel noticed, but it was surely less than he’d planned when he started this.

  Kimberly made a little gagging noise, and Samuel eased her off him. Her eyes brimmed with tears.

  “Oh my God,” she gasped. “More. Please, more.”

  “Your wish is my command,” Nelson said. He jerked her hips back up toward him and pulled out. A second later, he was pressing his cock against her ass.

  “Yoga!” Kimberly screamed, but she was laughing. Nelson released her immediately, and she collapsed into a heap on the bed. She turned over, still giggling, her brown eyes shining.

  Nelson undid the handcuffs and pulled them off her.

  “Next time?” Kimberly asked as she wistfully rubbed her wrists.

  “Deal,” Nelson replied, his voice warm. He kissed her, and Samuel looked at the two of them together and began jerking himself. They were stunning together, like a Hollywood couple.

  “Get over here and give me your ass,” Nelson ordered.

  Samuel moved into Kimberly’s place. The bed was warm and a little damp where she had been, and when he lowered his face to the covers, damn if the fabric didn’t smell like her intoxicating shampoo.

  Kimberly sighed. She had moved back and was leaning against the headboard. “Now don’t take it easy on him on my account,” she said.

  Samuel groaned silently. The last thing he needed was a man like Nelson trying to prove something on his ass. He was pretty sure he could take it as rough and raw as Nelson could dish out… under normal circumstances. But he hadn’t been fucked in the ass in an eternity, and he didn’t sodomize himself when he was alone, so he was well out of practice.

  Nelson’s warm chest pressed against Samuel’s back. “Rusty?”

  “Little bit.”

  “Think it’s better to throw you into the deep end?” His breath was hot on Samuel’s neck. Samuel shuddered, but a moment later, cool lube dripped onto his ass. Nelson’s cock pressed into th
e back of his thigh as the man lubed him up thoroughly. He drizzled the slippery liquid over Samuel’s balls, too, then he tugged down on them.

  Samuel’s eyes rolled back in his head. He loved having his balls tugged. His cock was painfully hard against the bed. He desperately needed to put it somewhere warm and tight… like Kimberly’s pussy or ass.

  Nelson prepared him. What Nelson lacked in gentleness he made up for by being thorough. Three fingers, four fingers… he sawed into Samuel. Samuel pressed his hands on the bed and arched his shoulders up.

  “Stop screwing around and do it already,” Kimberly said. When Samuel glared at her, she blew him a kiss.

  “Since you’re so interested in participating, Kimberly, why don’t you get underneath Samuel,” Nelson said. “Better yet, give him something to eat.”

  Kimberly hopped up. She arranged herself on the bed in front of him. Her folds glistened just out of his reach.

  “Scoot closer,” he gasped as Nelson withdrew his fingers.

  Kimberly obliged, and he fitted his mouth over her. He could feel her pulse in her pussy. Kimberly began breathing heavily, and she fell back on the bed, trusting him to take care of her.

  The hot sensation of Nelson’s cock pressing into him had Samuel screaming out in pleasure.

  Nelson rubbed a reassuring hand over Samuel’s shoulders. “Let me in, lover,” he murmured. Samuel relaxed his body to allow Nelson to do whatever he wanted.

  “Oh, God.”

  Nelson paused, waiting for Samuel’s body to accommodate him. “It’s impossible to go slow right now,” he said. “You have no idea how hard I’m fighting myself.”

  Kimberly fisted her hand in Samuel’s hair and rubbed his face on her pussy as Nelson thrust in to the hilt.

  Nelson stared down at the tight ass he’d buried his cock in. Samuel’s body was like a drug, and all evening he’d been stealing little tastes, just enough to get himself worked into a frenzy. He rocked back a bit and then pressed deeper. He held himself there, letting Samuel adjust, but also giving himself time to get a grip. He wanted this to last, so he didn’t dare look at Kimberly. Just focus on one thing at a time.

  Finally the urge passed and he regained control. He squeezed Samuel’s tight buttocks and began to fuck him. Each thrust pushed Samuel’s mouth onto Kimberly’s pussy, and she squealed.

  Nelson tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling, trying to block out the titillating sensations that were coming at him: the sounds and scent of sex, the warm flesh gripping his ass, the beautiful, horny naked people writhing in front of him.

  Kimberly squealed again. “Oh, God. Samuel, your mouth is like…” The rest of her thought became a long moan.

  The only way to keep Kimberly from setting him off was if he fucked Samuel hard enough to distract the man.

  Of course, the problem with that plan was that hurting Samuel with his cock was as likely to make Nelson come as the sight of Kimberly’s exuberant gyrations. But at least he would be in charge.

  He kneaded his fingers in Samuel’s buttocks. “Your safe word is yoga,” he rasped. He slammed home.

  “Oh!” Samuel groaned. He threw back his head, his eyes squeezed tight. His attention was on Nelson and the burning cock in his ass.

  Nelson smiled as Samuel clenched the sheets in white-knuckled fists.

  Worry colored Kimberly’s face.

  “He can end this at any time,” Nelson gasped. Though Nelson knew he’d reached his own limit; he couldn’t hold out much longer.

  Kimberly’s expression was serious as she grabbed a pillow and placed it under Samuel.

  “Come here, Kimberly,” Nelson instructed. She knelt up and shuffled over to him.

  “Feed me.”

  She hefted one of her breasts and brought it to Nelson’s mouth. The skin pebbled under his tongue. She slipped a finger between her legs and rubbed her clit.

  He was fast reaching the point of no return. The beginnings of an intense orgasm took hold of his balls in a fiery grip, and Samuel shook underneath him. He didn’t want to accidentally hurt Kimberly, so he pulled back. She flopped onto the bed, her legs open. She separated her outer lips with one hand, revealing her tiny clit, pinkish and swollen. She ran the index finger of her other hand over the excited nub, her body so wet that her finger slipped easily over her folds.

  “Fuck!” Nelson growled. The man underneath him was pushing back, meeting his thrusts enthusiastically even though it had to be hurting him.

  Samuel, suffering for Nelson’s pleasure, and Kimberly so overcome with desire that she was wantonly playing with herself… She came, her luscious body writhing on Nelson’s sheets.

  Nelson pumped furiously, emptying everything inside him into Samuel’s welcoming, willing ass. Even after the orgasm released him from its tyrannical throes, Nelson kept moving. Only when he was too soft to stay inside did he allow himself to rest.

  He was suddenly exhausted. He bent and gently kissed Samuel’s neck. “Did I hurt you?”

  “Yes.” Samuel’s voice was full of wonder and gratitude. He buried his face in the pillow and sighed. The sheets were wet; Samuel had come during their rough sex.

  “Good.” With a groan, Nelson pulled himself free of the tight, warm hole. Kimberly was already reaching for the container of towelettes, and she handed him a few.

  Nelson fell onto the bed beside the other two. “And how are you, Kimberly?”

  “You can’t tell?”

  “I always check,” Nelson said seriously. “Always.”

  “Oh. I’m great. That was seriously the best sex I’ve ever had.” She frowned and turned toward him, throwing an arm over Samuel’s shoulder. Nelson couldn’t help but notice that Samuel flinched at her touch. Kimberly frowned and pulled her hand away.

  “Why do you always check?” she asked.

  Nelson tried to prop his head on an arm, but he was too tired, so he just flopped on his back. “I dated this one couple… they were really into the BDSM scene, but they didn’t like to use safe words. So even though we agreed on one, apparently they decided, unbeknownst to me, to never use it.” He rolled his eyes at the memory. Better to act like it wasn’t a big deal than to let on how terrifying the reality had been.

  Samuel turned his head and stared at Nelson with those big, innocent blue eyes. His curly hair was an absolute mess. Nelson wished he could take a photo.

  “So what happened?” Samuel asked.

  “Things went too far. I knew it was happening, deep down, but I was into it, and they didn’t try to end the scene. The next day I got an email from the woman.” Loria was her name. He closed his eyes briefly against the memory. “She blamed me. Even though she hadn’t used her safe word and had known that she wouldn’t, it was my fault.”

  Kimberly scoffed. “That’s insane.”

  “I should have stopped.” He cleared his throat. “In any event, I’m very careful now.”

  Kimberly sat up, and her glossy dark hair tumbled around her shoulders. “How much did you hold back tonight?” There was a tinge of eagerness in her voice.

  Normally, Nelson would have been excited by this proof that she’d enjoyed the mild BDSM aspects of their evening, but remembering Loria and Wally had killed the buzz a little. “A lot,” he admitted.

  “How much? What would you have done?”

  He heaved himself up to sitting and stroked Kimberly’s cheek. “You remember how you taunted me and said not to hold back? And I made like I was going to take your ass?”

  She blushed bright red.

  “From that reaction, I’m guessing you do. Well, I knew you would react that way, and I never intended to shove my cock into you, unprepared. With beginners, there’s always the possibility that they’ll be too scared or just forget that they have a way to take control of the situation. If you had shut down emotionally, and I forced myself into you even though I knew you weren’t ok with it, you would hate me forever.”

  She bit her lip. “I wouldn’t. It would have been my o
wn fault.”

  “Maybe,” Nelson said as he stood. “But that would still make me an asshole.” The clock said it was almost 1:30. He had to teach Grace’s morning class, which meant he needed to get to sleep soon. “I propose we sleep in another bedroom as it seems these sheets are dirty.”

  Samuel pushed himself onto his hands and knees. His body was sore. Being fucked mercilessly by a man like Nelson was hard on all of him, and he knew his lower back would have something to say about it in the morning.

  Kimberly was sitting on the bed, her knees pulled into her chest and her hair a curtain around her body. But he couldn’t look at her.

  “I need to get going,” Samuel mumbled.

  “What? Why?” Kimberly stretched out her hand like she was going to touch him, then thought better of it.

  There it was. The subtle disgust. He’d known that Kimberly wouldn’t reject him completely like Muriel had, but he recognized revulsion when he saw it. He looked into her eyes, and she blinked uncomfortably.

  “I’ve got contractors coming in the morning to give me an estimate on tearing down a wall.”

  “You did mention that earlier,” Nelson said smoothly as he shuffled through the pillows that had fallen to the floor. “If someone can tell me where my pants and phone are, I’ll call you a cab.”

  “No need. I’ll flag one down.” Samuel cleared his throat. He stuck out a hand. “Thanks a lot, Nelson. That was enjoyable.”

  And now he had to say something to Kimberly. He awkwardly leaned in to kiss her cheek, and the scent of her almost brought him to his knees. “See you later, sunshine.”

  He walked to the door feeling like he was going to his death, then turned. He had to do this right. “Hey, Nelson, any time you want a fuck, give me a call.”

  “No dinner and movie tomorrow?”

  Samuel fixed a smile onto his face. “Afraid not.”

  “I’ll walk you out.” Nelson squeezed Kimberly’s knee. “Be right back.”

  The moment they were out of earshot, Nelson backed Samuel up against the wall. Fury burned in his eyes. “What the hell is wrong with you?”