She moans and I jerk when Jet hands me something.
The nipple suckers. We haven’t used them in a while. Candy’s breath catches when she sees them.
“Oh crap…” she mumbles, pulling on the dildo, then pushing it back inside. “Do it.”
“You hate me,” I tell Jet as I put the suckers on her nipples and she moans out loud, her eyes closing. “I’ve done something wrong and you won’t fucking tell me, instead you decided to torture me by not letting me come.”
He chuckles. “Fuck her with the dildo, J.”
“Jet, goddammit…” My dick is dripping, my balls feel ten sizes too big, and I can’t take this any longer.
“Do it.”
So I place my hand over Candy’s, over the base of the dildo, and start fucking her with it. I’m rougher than she is, pulling it out and shoving it back inside harder, and she splays her legs wider, her breathless moans telling me she’s getting close again.
I groan, aching. The sight is enough to make a machine lose control, and I’m a hot-blooded guy. My other hand inches down my stomach to my cock. “Jet…”
He pushes it away, his dark eyes amused. “No touching. I’ll make you come like this.”
It isn’t funny. “Like what?”
His mouth curls up on one side as he dribbles lube on his fingers, then nudges my left leg further. I slam my hand back on the mattress, not to topple backward. “Like this,” he says and slides a warm, slippery finger over my balls and behind them, into my ass.
“Holy shit, don’t…” Not sure what I wanna say. The pressure is insistent, his finger breaching me easily, pushing into me, massaging. His other hand rests on top of my thigh, warm, reassuring. The pressure increases, then something inside me ignites and pleasure sparks deep, drawing a hoarse shout from my throat.
Fuck. I can’t think. “Jet…” His name seems to be the only word I remember.
I let go of the dildo lodged in Candy’s pussy in favor of having both hands on the bed, too unsteady and fuzzy-brained to focus on anything else but Jet’s finger in my ass.
He hums, and withdraws his finger from me, then lifts a black, slim dildo and smothers it with lube. I’m getting nervous again.
Candy distracts me when she cups my face and starts kissing me. “I’m going to come,” she whispers against my lips, gasping. “Oh wow.”
I feel the tremors going through her as she does, and I kiss her again, desperate for something to take my mind off my throbbing cock.
But she leans back, lost in her orgasm, the dildo deep inside her pussy, her hips lifting and falling.
Jet leans over me, replacing her mouth with his, his kiss rough and hot as he pushes the dildo into my ass.
His mouth on mine is the only thing stopping me from yelling at the shock of it. The dildo is warm and slippery and damn big. Also, as Jet cants it and moves it in and out, it starts to feel so fucking good, I moan deep in my chest.
Jet lifts his head, giving me a heated look. “You’re goddamn sexy, J. Let go.”
“I can’t…” I’m panting so hard I’m dizzy. My dick feels ready to explode, and that dildo in my ass is making me crazy. The pressure is fucking incredible, but every time I reach for my hard-on, Jet slaps my hand away. “Please.”
He smirks, works me a bit harder until I think I’ll die of the relentless pleasure, every thrust of the dildo sending a sparkle of fire through my dick.
Lost in sensation, I barely realize when he puts a hand on my cock. I jerk when he closes his fingers around it and squeezes, then pumps it.
Just once.
And I come.
Holy shit, do I come.
All over myself, and the bed, yelling and bucking. At some point, my hands give out and I fall back, on the pillows, my hips still jerking, the damn dildo still in my ass.
Only one thought makes it past the buzzing emptiness inside my head as I lie there, sated, limp, and still shaking.