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For a few minutes, they shuffled around, lubing butt plugs and getting their fingers nice and slippery. Then they were side by side again, arms reaching around bodies and fingers teasing rosettes. Drew’s cock was in an agony of need. On the one hand, it wanted to be buried deep inside Kristien’s welcoming heat. On the other, he rather liked the idea of Kristien fucking him. Then there was the incredibly naughty idea of both of them sucking each other off while teasing and being teased with the butt plugs. Such a multitude of options, and he wanted all of them.
But first, he slid a finger into Kristien’s puckered hole, enjoying his partner’s little shiver as his finger slid deep. Drew rubbed it all around, softening the tissues, before adding a second finger. Drew was just getting a nice little rhythm going, enjoying Kristien’s reactions to his touch, when, without any warning, two hands pulled his butt cheeks apart and a plug was pressing against his own entry. “Holy shit!” he groaned, breathing out as the plug slid in.
“Caught you unawares, huh?”
“Damn straight.”
“Well, I could do it again, now you’re expecting it,” Kristien teased, pulling the narrow plug out again, then sliding it in. Out, in. Out, in.
Drew’s cock was harder than a spike, poking straight up between their bodies, the head damp and waving madly, trying to attract attention. “Time to change this up a little,” he said, grabbing the other butt plug and rubbing it across Kristien’s hip, side, and butt on the way to its destination.
Drew grinned as Kristien wiggled his body, trying to urge the plug to where it needed to go. In a spirit of mischief, Drew dragged it up Kris’s back, tickled his shoulder blades, then trailed it down his spine, only to stop and go back up when he felt Kristien’s ass start to clench.
He’d been so focused on what he’d been doing to Kristien, Drew had neglected to remember Kristien was an active partner in this game. The plug in his own ass started to move in and out, swirl to the sides, roll around, then press in again. Instantly his balls drew up hard and tight, and he could feel the precum gathering in the head of his cock again.
Desperately Drew widened his legs, easing the pressure on his equipment. But Kristien wasn’t playing by the same rules. “Oomph!” Drew was suddenly flat on his back, and Kristien was climbing aboard in the traditional sixty-nine position. “Hey, what about your butt plug? It’s not in yet.”
“Too slow. Too bad, so sad.”
“No fair.” Drew concentrated quickly, added some more lube to the plug in his hand, grabbed hold of Kristien’s ass, and inserted the plug. That done, he looked at the truly delicious dick right about level with his mouth. “Pure temptation,” he murmured.
“Same goes.”
It was hard to know what to do first. Should he suck Kristien deep into his mouth or maybe lick the shaft? Perhaps he should start with Kristien’s balls and work up the shaft that way? Once again Kristien took the lead and swallowed Drew’s cock, gargling around it, the musical reverberations doing wicked, wicked things to Drew’s cockhead.
It took every bit of Drew’s control not to climax right then. He managed to restrain himself until the urgency withdrew a little, and then he sucked first one, then the other of Kristien’s balls into his mouth. Their bodies were quite tangled, each of them partly over the other, partly on his side, so they could reach the relevant parts of the other’s anatomy.
“Ya know this’d be much easier if we went one at a time,” Drew mumbled around Kristien’s balls.
“Yeah, but where’s the challenge, then? Besides, how good does it feel to have a cock in your mouth when your ass is stuffed full?”
“You’ve definitely got a point there,” Drew replied and licked a long swipe up the pulsing vein of Kristien’s cock.
Without talking, they worked as a team, first one, then the other licking, sucking, and nibbling at cocks and balls or swiping a tongue around a bellybutton or along the seam between leg and torso. All the while, Drew’s cock got harder and harder, until he could hardly believe he hadn’t imploded.
Drew wiggled Kristien’s butt plug, sliding it in and out and wobbling it from side to side, while his other hand stroked Kris’s cock in a steady, rhythmic stroke. Already Kristien’s precum was on his fingers, so he knew his lover was close to coming. Just as Drew was about to move and take Kristien fully into his mouth, Kristien preempted the action, swallowing Drew’s cock deep and gargling once again.
“Shit!” Drew screamed and came, his cock exploding in Kristien’s mouth. Frantically, he stroked Kristien’s shaft with a fast, tight grip, twisting his hand on every second or third stroke. Drew’s own cock was still pumping out his seed as he felt the splash of cum on his hands and knew Kristien had joined him in release. They both kept pumping a little longer before untangling their bodies and lying with their heads on the same pillow.
“Wow,” he gasped.
“Well, we proved it could be done,” replied Kristien.
“Hell yes.”
Chapter Three
AJ sat on the sand, her legs crossed and her body upright but relaxed. Focusing her gaze on the far horizon where the blue water met the deeper blue of the sky, she opened her senses to the paranormal world and asked, “Am I doing the right thing, inviting Drew and Kristien here? Should I spend time alone with them, or is that being unfair to Kristien?”
She cleared her mind and waited for an answer. She sat totally still for the longest time, waiting for a response, until a tiny, warm body clambered onto her lap, dragging a toy and saying, “Da. Da.”
“Hello, John.” She hugged the baby. “You’re getting quite mobile. It’s not safe to leave you sitting on a rug anymore, is it?”
“Da.” The baby handed her the toy, his chubby fist firmly grabbing an aquamarine ball on a string of shapes.
“Yes, that’s a promise from your daddy. The aquamarine proves he is always looking after you.” AJ struggled to keep the tears from her eyes at the thought that this precious baby would never meet his father.
But the infant ignored her, thrusting the toy into her hands and patting an emerald shape.
