Kara gyrated her hips, trying to rub her clit against the underside of my cock. She cooed in my ear as Cole pressed between my cheeks. “Wait, wait, wait,” I said, pushing myself up from between them. I grabbed Kara and hauled her onto her hands and knees. “This is supposed to be your punishment. Not your reward.” I nodded to my angry-looking erection. “Suck it like the naughty girl you are.”
Kara leaned forward, compliant. She circled her tongue around my tip before stroking from my root up the length of my shaft like an ice pop. I watched her lick me over and over, chase the clear beads of precum when they spilled down my throbbing head. She gazed up at me, her eyes lit with fire, almost daring me not to reveal how she drove me out of my mind. When she took me to the back of her throat, I shuddered.
Cole pushed inside me at the same moment, and the shudder was accompanied by a grunt. I could feel his breath on my ear and when I glanced his way, he was watching Kara. I grabbed his hands, my grasp tight as he pushed all the way inside until I felt his balls press against my skin. He was so thick and big. He stilled, pulsating inside me, allowing me to get used to the feel of him. Then he pulled out of me slowly, as if he wanted me to savor every inch of him.
“Yes,” I gasped, blinking away tears stinging my eyes at taking someone so big without the prepping ritual some guys liked. But not me. I liked it like this, rough with all of my senses sharpened like a knife.
My thrusts into Kara’s mouth were timed with Cole’s, and soon we were both gasping and moaning, desperate to reach that sweet release. My head swam with a churning mix of decadent pleasure and dull pressure, and the two blended like a potent cocktail. Kara hollowed her cheeks, sucking me hard while her fingers played with her clit. The sight yanked me to the edge. With one last pump, I came in Kara’s mouth and her tongue chased every last drop.
I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her up. She squeaked, but there was no pain in her gaze as I shoved her backwards. Cole slapped hard into me while I pushed Kara’s legs apart, taking her pussy into my mouth. I followed up with two fingers inside her as well. She bucked and moaned. I kept my pace while Cole continued to plow into me like a champ.
“Fuck, you feel so good!” Cole shouted, and with two last pumps, he came, his body stilling above mine, his hands stroking my cheeks softly.
Then he was at my side, leveraging Kara’s leg wider so he could join me in my feast. While I sucked on Kara’s clit, he tongue fucked her hole. We tagged teamed the orgasm right out of her.
Kara’s legs began to twitch around us as she spilled all over my face. Her hands relaxed in my hair, and I dropped my head to her creamy thigh. My heart slammed in my chest while I listened to Cole and Kara gasping around me. All I could think of was how I never wanted to get off that train again.