Cool With Her (12 page)

My chest tightened. Fire raced along my scalp. She was asking. She was getting my permission. I could barely breathe. Couldn’t talk. So I nodded. I nodded my fucking head and let this happen.

Beth smiled. “See? Just like that.”

My wife lowered her head into Paul’s lap, held his cock steady, and wrapped her mouth around the head.

“Ohmygod!” It took me a moment to realize that moan was my own, and by that time, I was filling another woman with my come.

That triggered a second climax in Amber, who clutched me to her shoulder and heaved through her release. She felt great—yet I barely noticed past the gut-wrenching sight of Beth as she slid her lips along another man’s cock. I knew exactly what he was feeling—knew the way she worked her hand in unison, knew how she sucked as she pulled off, and how her tongue felt like it was somehow swirling around the entirety of it. I’d watched her do this countless times—just never from this angle.

“Jesus,” Paul cried. He tried her to pull her away—at first, I thought, out of fear. Then I saw the way his breath caught and his jaw set. I saw that telltale tightness in his face before he erupted inside Beth’s mouth.

Casey, beside me, joined the rest of us. She’d been furiously playing with herself as she watched. Both hands worked her pussy, one to expose her clit, the other to tease out her orgasm—or that’s what I think I saw in the half-second I spent looking. Any other time, the sight of the sexy brunette jerking off would have me mesmerized.

Any other time that didn’t involve my Beth swallowing another man’s come.

Amber came down from her high in time to see what was happening behind her—to see what our partners were up to. I held my breath for moment, worried that she’d cause a scene. Instead, she said, “God, that’s sexy.”

She was so quiet that I didn’t think she meant it for me, but I answered her like she had.

“Glad you’re not going to cut his balls off.”

Amber looked back at me, the sass back in her face. I was still buried inside her, despite growing soft. It felt good. Comfortable. She wrapped her arms around me and drew close without kissing me. “Oh, she asked me if it was okay earlier.”

Paul’s voice croaked as he asked his question. “So this was all planned?”

“I mean, you can’t really plan something like this.” Beth grabbed a glass of wine off the coffee table and finished it off. “But after listening to everyone confess their fantasies, I kind of wanted you guys to experience them.”

Paul looked at the rest of us, more bewildered than upset. “And you all knew about this?”

I wondered the same thing. I knew, of course—or a part of it, anyway—and apparently so did Amber. Did Casey?

Amber responded to Paul, and not for the first time, I worried that this would all come crashing down. “Don’t get all uptight now. You just got a blowjob from my best friend and didn’t seem to be complaining.”

“That was—”

“And don’t tell me it didn’t get you excited to watch me fuck Jason. You’ve brought it up enough in the last month.”

“Amber…” Paul looked horrified that this was all coming up. He licked his lips, trying to make up his mind whether to get angry or not.

Amber hugged me close, staring at Paul over her shoulder. “Mmm, I can feel his come inside me. Makes me feel so naughty.”

“Amber…”

“Paul.” Amber laughed. “Now that I know you can handle it, the next time some guy hits on me and I’m attracted to him, I’m going to make sure I get his number. It’s been forever since I’ve been on a date.”

Paul squirmed. He was getting hard again, and since he was naked, he couldn’t hide it. I waited for him to explode. For Paul to do what he always did—to storm off, or hit someone. To flex his masculinity. His eyes went from Amber’s to mine to Amber’s. He seemed to come to some conclusion.

Standing, he grabbed a beer and held his hand out to Beth. “Well, if we’re fulfilling fantasies, want to do mine?”

My stomach squirmed. Beth looked at me, our eyes meeting. We had a whole conversation in that look.

I don’t have to…

No, I trust you.

You sure?

The unspoken question coiled around my chest, squeezing the air out of me. Our safe word sprang to mind.
Apples and oranges
. A way out. A way to stop this madness. I almost said it. I could practically feel the words form on my tongue. But I didn’t.

Turned out, the hardest thing for me to say that evening was also the hottest: “Have fun you two. See you in the morning.”

I watched Paul and Beth make their way up the stairs, naked and ready to fuck. Paul wasn’t even fully erect and he was already bigger than me.
Fuck, was this a good idea?

I didn’t realize I’d started to stiffen inside Amber until she looked at me in surprise. “Ready for round three already?”

“Almost.”

“Someone likes the idea of a naughty wife as much as Paul likes a naughty girlfriend. Hey Case, want to go up to Jason’s bedroom? I think we need to put on a show...”

Chapter 10:

Threesome

I don’t remember climbing onto the bed. I don’t even remember moving into the bedroom. Between what had just happened in the living room and the idea that just down the hall, Beth was getting plowed by my best friend, my mind wasn’t on the present.

Insecurity throttled me. Beth hadn’t gone upstairs with Paul out of duty to her cause—she wasn’t fucking him just to fulfill his fantasy. She wanted it, too. Was she curious about experiencing a cock so big? Would she be getting something that I couldn’t give her?

Amber’s voice returned me to the present. “Hey, Jace, remember back when we were dating and you told me how much you really wanted to have a threesome?”

“Huh?”

It was like I realized Amber was there for the first time, even though I’m positive I’d followed her cute ass up the stairs.

“You remember what I told you? That I don’t swing that way?”

The scene came into focus and thoughts of Beth fled, along with my insecurities. Amber was sitting at the foot of the bed, somehow looking gracefully modest despite her nudity. Casey stood behind her, a smile stretched across her elfin face.

“I remember now. Yeah. You shot me down so fast that I never mentioned that fantasy to anyone again.”

“So you’ve never had a threesome?” Amber asked. “That fantasy is unfulfilled?”

My cock reacted to the implication. I just nodded.

Amber turned to Casey, reaching up to draw her into her lap. “So earlier, when you said that you were most attracted to me…”

“I was being honest,” Casey finished. She brushed a strand of golden hair from Amber’s eyes. The two of them seemed to turn to give me the perfect profile of their faces. “You are one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met.”

“Means a lot, coming from someone as attractive as you,” Amber said.

“But you don’t swing that way.” Casey giggled.

“I didn’t...back then.”

“Good to know.” Casey closed the gap, kissing Amber before the blonde lost her nerve.

I will never tire of watching two sexy women make out. I loved the way they pushed their long hair from their faces as they melted into each other. I loved how their curves complimented one another, a yin-yang of soft female flesh.

Casey kissed Amber softly at first, just lips to lips. She alternated her kisses, tilting her head left, then right, then left again, checking on the blonde between each kiss. Amber’s eyes remained closed, ready for the next touch. When Casey pushing her tongue into her mouth, she accepted it willingly, her own tongue unrolling to greet it.

I’d watched Amber and Beth kiss earlier, then Beth and Casey. This was hotter than both. That image seared into my brain: lines being crossed, innocence being left at the door—if you could call Amber innocent at all. When Casey pulled back and looked into Amber’s eyes, we all heard the question.

You ready for this?

Amber nodded, ever so slightly. I saw her blush. Saw the way she looked over at me, reminding herself that she wasn’t alone.

Casey licked her lips and slid out of Amber’s lap. She leaned Amber back and moved down between the blonde’s legs. Amber reached out for my hand and I took it, squeezing it to give her courage.

She moaned, stiffening as Casey dipped her head between Amber’s thighs and ran her tongue across Amber’s bare shaven mound.

Casey looked up. “I can taste Jason inside you. That’s so hot.”

“Oh, my God,” Amber moaned as Casey’s mouth returned to her pussy. From my angle, I could see every lurid detail. Casey curled her tongue along Amber’s slit, pushing it deep before dragging it up and across her engorged button. I could see the white film of my come as Casey cleaned her out.

Amber squeezed my hand harder, pulling close. I leaned in and kissed her as best I could as she gasped and moaned.

“She...she...ah...”

“Shh...just enjoy it,” I said. I kissed down her chest, filling my hands with her soft tits. “Know what I’m going to enjoy most? Fucking you while you eat Casey.”

I sucked on her nipples and felt them respond in my mouth, growing hard and long. If memory served me, Amber could come from playing with her nipples alone. Between me and Casey, she didn’t have a chance.

“Oh, my gaw... She’s got her fin—gah! Fingers in me...” Amber bucked beneath me, jutting her chest into my mouth as she let loose a shrieking moan.

I didn’t relent, lashing those hard nipples as she rode out her orgasm. Casey pulled back, sitting on her ankles to watch Amber crest. She had the look of pure satisfaction—a job well done.

Then she looked at me. Her next challenge?

I sat back against the sloping pillows piled at the head of the bed and met Casey’s gaze.

“So Jason...” I’d never thought of Casey’s voice as husky, but that’s all I could think about as she crawled up onto the bed. “You know Beth let us in on her plans, right?”

“I’m starting to piece that together, yeah.”

“And since you never told us what any of
your
fantasies were, she filled us in.”

“Oh? What does Beth think my fantasies are?”

Casey crawled over to me, a miracle of curves squeezed into a tight body. I didn’t reach out and touch her, even though I wanted to. She had a boyfriend. She was off limits.

“A threesome with two girls, of course.” Casey looked at Amber, who was still recovering. “We’ll get back to that soon.”

“We wore her out, didn’t we?”

Casey smiled. “She’s got a body built for fucking. She’ll be ready again.”

“Did Beth tell you any other fantasies of mine?”

“There was one other...” Casey rose up onto her knees, working her way into a straddle over my legs. I had an uninstructed view of her naked body. It was a thing of glory. She was voluptuous while being slender with hips that flared and tits that were too good to be true.

“You like what you see, Jason?”

“Of course, but we can’t, Case—”

“Do you want to fuck me?” She draped herself over my reclined body, pressing her warm tits against me. Leaning close enough to kiss, she asked, “Because I
really
want to fuck
you
.”

She reached between us, guiding my cock against her bald, slippery pussy. I groaned. She felt so slick. So wet.

“But here’s the one condition,” she said. She produced her phone, holding it between us. “I’m going to have to share this with my boyfriend. That’s the deal.”

“Share?”

“Here. Let me show you.” Loading up the camera app, she leaned back enough to point the camera between us and took a photo of the way she was grinding on my shaft. “That’s not great, but you get the idea. Now take this.”

As I took it, she rose off me and guided me onto my back. Wrapping a hand around my cock, she said, “Flip it to video, would you?”

“I don’t know about this, Case.”

“Oh yeah?” She dipped forward, licking her way down my shaft and across my balls. She swallowed them one after another, rolling them swiftly before releasing me. The sensation ripped a moan from me, taking me completely by surprise. “Sounds like you’re pretty sure about what you want. Now flip it to video.”

I shivered and did as I was told.

“We live?”

I nodded, pointing her phone at her face and my cock.

“Hey, baby,” Casey said into the camera. “As you can see, I’m being a little naughty. I tried so hard to be good, but...well, the temptation was too great. I’ve already fooled around with the two girls, and that was fun, but right now I need to feel a stiff, hard cock inside me. Luckily, Jason here is being more than accommodating.”

She swallowed my shaft, giving it a couple quick bobs before noisily pulling away.

“He’s so hard. Fuck, this is going to feel good.”

With that, she rose over me. I kept the picture on my cock as she positioned it against her bald cunt. Seeing it on that little screen reinforced how obscene this was. She sank down enough to take my cockhead into her swollen lips. I’d never watched myself so close up.

Casey groaned as I split her, keeping the narrative up, her voice strained. “It feels so...so fucking good. So…different.”

She spread herself open with her fingers as she sank lower, leaving nothing to the imagination. I watched us cross the line through the screen of the phone, even though I could have watched the real thing.

“There.” The word became multisyllabic as she sank all the way to my root. “There,” she repeated in a whisper.

I shut the video recorder off and tossed it beside me. “We done with the documentary?”

Casey giggled, although that quickly gave way to a gasp as I pushed up off the mattress. She rose over me, undulating her hips as we fell into a slow, steady rhythm. Her breathing came unsteadily, hitching and sputtering as we fucked.

“So is this something you do regularly?” I asked, looking at the phone by my side.

“Ha…” It was half a laugh, mostly a sigh. “No. First time. But we have an understanding…”

“Like an open relationship?”

“Stop trying to categorize it, Jace.” Casey bent over me, brushing her lips along mine. “Do you consider yourself in an open relationship? ‘Cause Beth’s fucking Paul right now.”