Whoever said you can’t have your cake and eat it too was a knob end. Who wants to have a cake you can’t eat? I for one plan on devouring every little morsel I can. You never know when you’ll get an opportunity like this again. I’m not about to waste what could be the one and only time I get to be with Bri.
The fact that she is willing to give it a go too is beyond hot. That tiny nod of her head telling me she trusts me to look after her in what promises to be the hottest fucking sandwich in the history of sandwiches is enough to get my juices flowing. Even if Dan is standing there with his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
“You need me to clarify for ya, big boy?” I point a finger between the three of us making a triangle in the air. “You, me and Bri getting down and dirty. You game?”
“Holy fuck, you’re serious?”
“Well, yeah. Unless you’d rather go back to your room and take matters into your own hands while you listen to us some more.” I turn to Bri with amusement. “I mean, I’m totally fine with that scenario too.” And there it is; that sexy blush. “But I thought that seeing as the two of you haven’t partaken in a threesome before, I may as well pop your ménage cherry. Ya know, because I’m giving like that.” I pull my hand into a fist and draw it into my chest, boyband style.
“Well when you put it that way...” He grins and gestures down to his tented shorts. “I mean, obviously, I’m in.”
Yes! I want to clap my hands and give a round of high fives, but I restrain myself, instead taking them both by the hand and leading the way to Dan’s room.
“So, ah, how does this work, exactly?” Bri asks as I close the door and shuck off my jeans.
“It’s all about what feels good, baby.” I wink and throw myself on the bed. They both stand there staring at me, I guess waiting for instructions. Patting the bed, I summon them to join me. “Seeing as this is your first rodeo, why don’t we start off slow?” I gently push Brianna until she is lying on her back, her eyes trained on me. Brushing soft kisses along her neck, I run my hand up from her waist until I reach those perfect fleshy mounds. With my finger and thumb, I pinch the puckered bud, my palm kneading her flesh as I lick a trail down to meet them.
Dan’s hands roam my body, gently exploring every curve as he licks and nips at the base of my neck, making me shiver. I moan, arching my back and pressing my ass into his hard cock.
When I feel the feather-soft touch of Brianna’s hand running up my arm, her fingertips brushing the side of my breast, my whole body tingles with anticipation. Rolling onto my back, I place her hand on me, showing her how to touch me just right, while my lips seek out Dan’s. With one hand gripping him firmly, sliding up and down his impressive length, my other slips down to Bri’s already soaking pussy. In some sort of kinky production line, I co-ordinate my fingers to slide in and out, back and forth, bringing them both to a frenzy.
Brianna’s nimble fingers seem to be getting the hang of things as she kneads and sucks at my breasts, tentatively making her way down my body, where Dan has taken up residence. His meaty fingers plunge deep into my core, matching me stroke for stroke.
When he withdraws from me and all I can feel is the hot breath of Brianna on my clit, I whimper, begging for more.
“I… I don’t know what to do…” she whispers.
“Here, let me show you.” Dan slides down my body, parting my legs. “Fuck,” he mutters as he takes in the groomed arrow pointing to the fun park.
Bringing my hands up behind my head so I can get a better angle on the two of them, I grin, shaking my ass side-to-side. “Ya like? I almost went for the vajazzle but thought an arrow pointing to the goods was really all that was needed.”
“I like it,” Bri says, her tongue darting out to lick around the edge, and I very nearly knock her out as my hips jolt upwards at the touch of her lips.
“Good,” Dan says, his voice husky. “Now do the same thing with your tongue, but do it here.” He traces a finger from the tip of the arrow straight down to my clit.
“Like this?” she whispers before diving in, her tongue flicking softly. I have wanted this for so long that I have to fight to keep my hips from thrusting against her face again.
“Mmmm.”
“Now try this.” He nudges her aside, plunging his tongue into my entrance, his thumb circling my clit a few times before he pulls away. “Your turn.” He shifts back onto the bed, crawling up towards my face as Brianna sinks her tongue into me, her excitement evident as she laps and sucks like a pro.
Taking Dan’s cock in my hand, I give it a few pumps before coaxing him to straddle my chest so I can take him in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he hisses, as I swirl my tongue around his swollen head. His hand finds the back of my head as he thrusts his hips, begging for my mouth.
“Steady there, cowboy, you don’t wanna blow your load before we even get started.” Securing one hand firmly around his length, I slowly pump as my lips slide around him, taking him to the back of my throat.
“Shit that feels good.”
“Umhmmmm,” I hum against him. It does feel fucking good. Brianna has mastered the art of cunnilingus, now adding her fingers into the mix and it’s getting harder to keep my lower half still. God, how I want to ride her face. The only thing that would make this hotter is if I could watch her at the same time. In fact, that’s a bloody fantastic idea.
I pull back, my lips slapping together with a pop as his cock bounces in front of me. “You know, you make a better door than a window.” I nod my head to the side, letting him know where I want him. He obeys, kneeling beside my head instead. I twist my body so that I can watch Brianna and still get a mouthful of Dan.
Locking eyes with Bri, the intensity of her lips on… well… mine, suddenly kicks up a notch and I know I’m close. My hips start moving of their own accord and she wraps her arms around my thighs, holding me still while she increases the pace, her head thrashing back and forth.
I can’t hold it back any longer, throwing my head back I cry out, “Fuck!” as she brings me to an overwhelming high. Her tongue relentlessly laps up every last drop until my body relaxes.
When she finally lifts her head, she wipes her mouth on the back of her hand. “Mmmm.”
“Are you sure you’re not a closet lesbian?” I ask with a grin.
“I think I could be persuaded…” Holy fucking shit! Did she just say what I think she did?