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Oh, I like the thought that I’m getting their firsts too. That it’s not just me who still gets to experience new things.
“Yeah, no offense, but up until this point I haven’t wanted any part of your hooking up and fooling around. Never really saw the appeal to the fact that you knew it was going to end up only being sex,” Jonah says as he starts massaging my boobs again.
I’m still very stuck, and here are these two bozo’s casually having a conversation while they’re still in their clothes and underwear.
“Why don’t you guys save the tea party for when I’m not tied up in between you,” I whine.
“Are you gonna pretend you’re in charge now?” O growls next to my ear as he nibbles my lobe.
“If I have to.”
“Not happening,” he says as he kisses my neck and quickly undresses himself until he’s naked. “How about I fuck you from behind while you and Jonah sixty-nine?”
Ho-ly fuck. I swallow hard. Maybe I should save that for when there’s a dick in my mouth, but I never claimed to be wise anyway. “Oh…kay,” I agree as I see Jonah’s tongue flick out and lick his lips.
“You okay with that, Joe? Might be a little intimate down there if you catch my drift,” O says as he grabs my top leg and lifts it up as if it weighs nothing, spreading me out for all the… room to see.
“I think that getting my dick sucked while going down on Mor will help me get over the fact that your balls will be right in front of my face.”
Sure, sure, hearing boys talk about sex the way boys talk about sex is totally not my thing, but Jonah and O being themselves does it for me. O snorts about the balls comment, and I roll my eyes.
“Getting a little impatient, Mor?” Jonah asks.
Fuck, with all the sex I’m having you’d think it’d be impossible to still want more. If this was something I was reading in a book, I’d say the author went a bit overboard. But my hormones disagree, and I don’t care that I literally just creamed O’s face, I want more. Heaven help me, they’ve created a sex depraved monster.
O lines himself up with my opening, rubbing the head of his cock over my way too slick pussy, while Jonah hurries to get his underwear off. My body glides over O, still slippery from the massage oil, and I like the way it makes me feel. All soft and sensual.
Jonah turns around, facing my feet, and lines his dick up with my mouth. No longer able to hold back, I lick the tip of my tongue over his slit, making him swear. Taking the top of him in my mouth, O mirrors my move by pushing himself inside me slowly. My leg is still somewhere pointing up towards heaven, like a big arrow to show where we’re going.
It’s like we’re a well organized machine, because while O bottoms out, I take Jonah to the back of my throat and Jonah lowers his mouth and sucks in my overly sensitive clit.
Fuck.
There’s so much going on I don’t know what to focus on. My body is still slippery from the oil, I can’t use my hands for anything, and I feel like my body is getting used solely for their pleasure, and I’m loving every second of it.
A moan tries to leave my mouth, but it’s kind of otherwise occupied. The humming I manage to get out, makes Jonah hum in response and the tremble that causes makes my insides clench.
That, in response, makes O go wild, and the steady pace he had going gets changed into a pounding. One of his hands is tangled in the knot Jonah made of my hair, while his other hand keeps holding my leg up.
Whatever he’s doing to me hits all the right spots, and somehow I seem to have forgotten I should be sucking off Jonah as well. Not that my lack of participation is getting noticed. It turns out that I simply have to be here for everyone to have a good time.
A tingling feeling starting at my spine spreads its way through my body, until my limbs are trembling and an earth shattering climax takes ahold of me. I almost clench my teeth, but have enough presence of mind to not bite in Joe’s dick. When Ofucks me through it, I do scrape Joe’s cock with them, making him moan. Seems like he might like it a little rough too. Once I come down from my high, the bundle of nerves between my legs is overly sensitive.
Where Jonah eases up a little, O does not. He lifts my leg up even higher, folding me in half, reaching spots inside me I didn’t know I had.
Jonah starts moving with hard, frantic thrusts and his breath hitches, before his cock pulses and I taste his salty cum on the back of my tongue. I swallow down everything he has to give me, as hot spurts keep filling me up. My tongue twirls around his cock, cleaning him all the way up before I let him go. We’re both out of breath.
The room fills with the sound of O slamming into me, his balls slapping against me. I figure Jonah would turn back around, but instead he watches what happens right in front of him, and helps O to keep my leg up. “Fuck,” the boy who lies in front of me swears. The sound of it makes me groan.
O uses the hand that is in my hair to make my head turn, bringing his mouth down to mine.
“Cumbreath,” I manage to say.
“Don’t fucking care,” he grunts before his mouth crushes down on mine and he starts devouring it. His kiss is just as brutal as the pounding I’m getting and him owning me like this is fucking hot. I’m making unwilling sounds that most pornstars would be jealous of, only urging O on to take me even harder.
The fact that O doesn’t even care that Jonah just came in my mouth before he kisses me shows me just how much on board he is with this whole sharing thing.
It doesn’t take him very long while keeping up this pace to start chasing his orgasm. Pushing back on him, a slur of curse words leaves his mouth, before he finds his release and moves himself through it. As he finally stills, he lets his head fall against my shoulder.
