J.P. cocked his head. “You two have some catching up to do, I think.”
Cole looked at me then, and I could see the question in his eyes. Did I want J.P. to stay too? It was a good question. For better or worse, we’d needed him to help us find our connection again. He was a part of our journey, and nothing felt right about shutting him out now. “We only have a few more days left with you, J.P. I think we should make the most of them.”
“Things are a little different now, though. When we started this, we were all essentially single, no matter who was wearing a ring, but now we’re talking about swinging for real. Is that what you want?”
Cole prompted me to get up and then stood as well. “I loved Kara last night when we were all together in that bed as much as I love her now. Nothing’s different for me.”
J.P. looked at me. “You two have something good here. I don’t want you to fuck it up.”
I held up my little fist. “I’m going to fuck you up if you don’t get your ass in our bedroom, mister.”
This made J.P. laugh hard. He grabbed me by the waist. “I’m gonna be balls deep inside your wife in about two seconds. You got a problem with that?”
“No, sir,” Cole said.
J.P. grabbed me with his free hand and we squeezed through the narrow doorway, all of us giggling now. Maybe it was the adrenaline high of our confessions, or maybe it was just the effect this trip was having on us, but the fizzy sensation inside my chest must have been contagious. J.P. picked me up and tossed me onto the bed.
I kissed Cole, hard and greedy like I was making up for lost time. My hands palmed J.P.’s hardening cock through his slacks, searching for his zipper. Cole tugged at my shirt and I lifted my arms, pulling my mouth briefly away from his so he could toss the damn thing. As soon as it and my sports bra were gone, his mouth was on me again, kissing his way down the length of my neck to my breasts.
My body fell back onto the bed, and my muscles became liquid as his tongue twirled around my nipple before sucking it lightly. J.P. removed his shirt and slacks before crawling onto the bed beside us. His cock tented his briefs.
I reached for J.P., my hands slipping into his briefs briefly before pulling them down. “Are you hungry, young lady?” J.P. murmured, a smile on his lips as he edged closer.
I licked my lips. “I’m starving.”
J.P.’s nostrils flared and he edged closer. I took his tip into my mouth, tasting a bead of precum. J.P.’s moans filled the air as I sucked on him. My body was pulled tight while Cole moved to my other nipple, nipping at it. Cole pulled my hiking shorts down and J.P. chuckled at my lack of underwear.
“Was she always such a cock tease?” J.P. asked. Cole groaned with a nod and dove between my legs.
I cried out when Cole’s tongue found my clit. Then he lifted my legs up high and slipped lower with his swipes. “I’ve always wanted to taste this part of you,” Cole said between kisses on my ass cheeks. His hands massaged my thighs as he continued to lick and nip at my pucker. I pawed at the sheets. My insides clenched, needing something hard and thick inside me. I released J.P.’s dick and tugged at Cole’s hair, lifting him up so he could look me in the eye.
“If you don’t fuck me now, I’m going to fucking lose it,” I said through clenched teeth.
Cole’s head bobbed up and down before he rose from between my legs. J.P. moved to the other side of me while Cole took off his clothes. J.P. cradled me close between his legs, being a big spoon, while his hands cupped my breasts and he kissed my neck, sucking lightly before finding another patch of skin he hadn’t touched yet with his mouth.
“I can’t get enough of you, Kara,” J.P. whispered from above me.
I shuddered while I watched Cole undress, relishing the moment he yanked down his boxers. His dick was purple and twitching with need. I wrenched when J.P.’s finger slid against my clit. Cole slipped away to get the condoms, but I barely noticed. I could only focus on J.P.’s finger winding me tighter.
“How long have you waited to have his dick in you?”
I moaned at J.P.’s voice and the implication behind his words. “Why do you ask that?” I breathed.
“You think Cole’s hot, right?”
Fuck. If I didn’t get off now, I was going to implode into tiny pieces no one would ever be able to put back together. “Yes,” I hissed while writhing my bottom against his cock.
Cole rolled on his condom. My insides clenched in anticipation.
“You’ve been dreaming about that cock for a long time, haven’t you?”
My eyes widened as I felt J.P.’s other finger pushing against my asshole. I didn’t move away from the sensation. Curiosity kept me frozen. That, and he was applying the perfect amount of pressure on my clit.
“Kara, answer me.”
“Yes,” I whined.
J.P. pushed his finger into my asshole. My body tensed, but there wasn’t much pain. He moved it in and out while Cole crawled onto the bed, another condom in his hand, which he passed to J.P.
“How long?”
“So long!” I cried out when J.P. pushed another finger inside. He was moving in and out. Slow at first, and then fast. He was pushing against all the right places.
“Fuck!” I shouted. “Fuck me! Now! I want to be fucked.”
J.P. chuckled while he slipped his fingers out of me. His other finger left my clit and I moaned, my hands running down the length of my body, ready to pick up where he left off. Cole grabbed my leg and wrapped it around his hip while J.P. pushed me forward so he could put on his condom. And then Cole’s mouth was on mine, kissing me, his hands running through my hair. His cock pressed against my entrance, then eased inside, filling me slowly. I moaned and moved against him, refusing to wait, needing more of him.
“You feel amazing,” Cole whispered between kisses, his hand cupping my cheek and his breath bouncing off my lips. “Absolutely amazing. God, Kara, I’ve wanted this for so long.”
I registered his words, but I couldn’t answer. The tip of J.P.’s dick was pushing into my ass, filling me a centimeter at a time from the other side. My fingernails dug into Cole’s arm. He slowed his pace while I adjusted to J.P.’s girth. When, at last, I was stuffed to capacity from the front to the back—it was the most incredible feeling, having Cole inside me and sharing this moment with the man we both crushed so hard on.
“Kara, you’re so tight,” J.P. breathed between nibbles on my shoulder. He thrust a little deeper inside me, and both Cole and I moaned in unison. Cole withdrew then, and the friction caused J.P. to hiss while I cried out. And then Cole and J.P. pushed into me in unison, and we were a symphony of whimpers and melodic sighs. Cole sank his lips onto mine while J.P. sucked at my neck. They moved in and out of me slowly, tenderly, like no one wanted this moment to end. Cole released my lips and J.P. leaned over, kissing Cole deep. I watched them, my insides growing hotter, wetter at the affection between them. I couldn’t get enough. I arched my back, my hips moving faster, seeking the pinnacle now, chasing it because the promise of ecstasy was too much to resist any longer. I kissed J.P. when his mouth was free while Cole stroked my face. Both their cocks pulsated inside me. Cole ground his pelvis against my clit, applying the pressure I craved. That one touch had me seeing stars. We moved faster in tandem, raking harder in our back and forth frenzy until finally, Cole’s orgasm triggered both mine and J.P’s. It took me by surprise, like a slap out of the darkness. I couldn’t stop the lulling screams passing through my rounded lips, and even after the storm had ebbed, we rocked softly against each other like a boat bobbing in a vast sea until sleep finally claimed us.