Kara
No. Watching J.P. stroke both his and Cole’s cock in his one big hand was definitely not a chore. It might be the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Cole had been looking at me until his eyes rolled back under his hooded lids. Leaning his hips toward J.P., he let his head loll back against the cushion while J.P. created that synergy he was so on about. I couldn’t deny it. I felt the spark all right. My whole body tingled with it. Watching Cole be stroked off by J.P was almost more than I could take, and I held my breath. Hearing Cole pant as J.P. teased the pre-cum glistening at his tip...now that was too much. Cole panted, I whimpered, and the smirk on J.P.’s lips showed how much he loved this game. His gaze was locked onto me as he watched my fingers grow more insistent in my panties.
“I hope you’re feeling the connection from way over there.”
Hell yeah, I was, but maybe... “It probably wouldn’t hurt to get a little closer.” I watched his hand wrap tighter around their cocks and he leveraged his hips, sliding his dick against the underside of Cole’s shaft. Cole moaned, and his tongue swiped slowly across his top lip.
“Panties have to go. Bra too,” J.P. ordered.
I was all in now for this little game of show and tell and I liked the way he was looking at me, a lot. “Okay. If that’s what you want.” I stood up, sliding my panties down and unhooking my bra.
“That’s a good girl, Kara. But what do you want?” he asked.
That was a good question. What did I want? I wanted to prove I didn’t need a man. Wasn’t that it? “I want to make myself come.” Only as I watched him milk Cole of another bead of pre-cum, I realized I wanted J.P. to make me come even more.
“How does that feel, Cole?” The words were light as feathers on my lips.
“Ah...fucking amazing,” Cole said, opening his eyes to look at me.
“You look amazing,” I said, upping the pace of my fingers circling my clit.
“Show us how wet you are, Kara,” J.P. directed.
I held up those fingers and my sticky silk stretched between them.
“And you think you can do as good fucking yourself with those two fingers as any cock, do you?”
I bit my lip. “Along with my favorite toy.”
“Where is it? In the bedroom?”
“No, in my purse.” Waiting for the chance when I’d get a moment alone. The idea seemed wholly inadequate now.
“You can go get it, but you’ll miss the moment I slide into your husband.”
I froze in place on the couch. No, that wouldn’t do at all. I watched J.P. nuzzle Cole’s neck and whisper something in his ear. Cole looked at me and then nodded his head. Next, he lowered to his knees on the floor in front of J.P.
“Just sit there and watch Cole blow me.” He smirked at her. “You’re welcome to help, of course, or are those pretty red lips just for show?”
I smirked. “I bet you’d love that.”
“I would love that,” Cole rasped.
Fuck it, so would I.
Cole flattened his tongue and licked up the side of J.P.’s dick. His eyes never left mine as he watched me come to them and kneel next to him.
I glanced up at J.P. “You’re in for it. Cole and I make the best team ever.” I licked up the length of him on my side and relished the sound that rumbled above us.
J.P. grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed in once, twice. Then he pulled out, and Cole’s mouth was open and ready for him.
I touched Cole’s cheek, kind of mindlessly, drinking in how gorgeous he was and how hot he looked sucking cock. When he released J.P., there was a moment I wanted to lean in and kiss him. How complicated would that make things? I mean, it was one thing to secretly drool over my gay bestie. It was a perfectly safe fantasy to imagine the two of us together because it would never happen. If he knew how I dreamed of the day he would see me as more than a friend, he’d probably check my forehead for a fever. Cole liked dick. End of story. With J.P. passing his cock between us, I remembered how much I did too.
“You were right. You are a good team when you’re working together for the same goal,” J.P. said. “Only I can’t help but think how tight that ass of yours will be, Cole, and since Kara swears she doesn’t want to be fucked, she can just watch us.”
Damn him. Damn me for being so stubborn. I was so turned on, an achy throb had taken up residence between my legs.
J.P. had Cole’s pants stripped off in a matter of seconds. “Do you have lube?” he asked Cole, but Cole shook his head.
“I really never saw this coming.”
J.P. smiled. “Me either, to be honest. Next stop, we’ll hit the drug store.” He stood up, stepped out of his own pants and retrieved his wallet before tossing them to the side. “Always have a few of these, however.” There were two condoms tucked between his fingers. “For emergencies.”
That made me giggle. Was that what you’d call this? A sexual-frustration crisis. Are there helplines for that?
“Kara,” J.P.’s firm tone drew my attention. “Get back up on the couch.” He’d slipped on the condom. “I need to borrow something from you.” He moved closer, leaning in so his mouth almost touched mine. “I’m sure you have plenty to give.”
“What?” I asked, so breathless with want, I should have slapped some sense into myself.
He ran a fingertip over my collar bone, and then another ran down the center of my chest. Their path over my belly continued lower.
“Six months is a long time. He’s practically virginal.” J.P.’s fingers slipped over my pussy. “Sharing is caring, Kara,” he said and plunged those fingers into me. My mouth opened with a gasp and he swiped his tongue over mine. Back and forth, he pumped me with his fingers until I couldn’t help but rock with his rhythm. I had started to pant, my eyes squeezed shut with pleasure. Then he pulled away, and I watched wide-eyed to see him press those glistening fingers into Cole’s ass.
I thought that would be it, but J.P. returned to me. This time straddling me with his knees and placing a hand on either side of my head to hold onto the sofa back. His cock was an arrow between us, and we both watched with our foreheads touching when he glided the head over my wetness. Up and down, he leveraged his cock between my pussy lips until the latex covering him gleamed and my toes were curled.
He smiled at me before turning to Cole. “Now we’re ready.” J.P. got to his feet. “I want you on your knees, Cole. Here, on the floor.” He pointed to the spot in front of me.
Cole stood up and as he passed J.P., he was brought into a searing kiss. I couldn’t decide whose benefit that was for. Cole’s or mine. Either way, the sight made me ache even more.