Chapter 38

Brooke

We barely made it up to Mark’s bedroom. We were so busy kissing and feeling each other up, that we could hardly stop ourselves. Once we were in the bedroom, they paused.

“These pajamas are way too big,” Jake announced.

As he began unbuttoning my top, Mark’s fingers clasped on my elasticized bottom.

“Insanely too big,” he agreed.

He yanked them down, and I stepped out of them.

My hands went up to his buttons.

“I don’t know about the fit of this shirt, either.”

As Jake unbuttoned the rest of my shirt, I made quick work of Mark’s blue buttons. Jake and I finished at the same time. He took one of my arms, while Mark took the other, both of them pulling off my top together.

“There,” Mark said.

He sighed, taking in my red lace bralette and matching red lace thong greedily.

“That’s more like it,” Jake agreed.

He swept his hands up and down my sides, while I started undoing his buttons. It soon got hard to concentrate, because he was kissing my back, while Mark was giving nibbling sucking kisses to my front. Oh fuck.

My whole body shook as I worked, button by button. Until Jake’s shirt was undone, although my gaze wasn’t on the muscled dips of his chest. No, it was on the prominent bulge in his black corduroy pants.

“Here, let me help you with that,” Jake said.

As I watched, entranced, he undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. I was dripping wet already, and more than ready to start. I lunged for his underwear-covered dick, but he held me back.

“Not finished yet,” Jake said.

With that, he pulled off his silky grey briefs and his hard dick rose to meet me.

The next second I was on my knees, lapping up that cock with my tongue. Up and down, under and around I went as Jake groaned. I cupped the balls in my hand and sucked them, nice and slow, one at a time. Behind me, Mark was massaging my shoulders, and patting my head.

“Mmmm,” I groaned.

With Jake’s dick in my mouth, I smiled up at him. His cock stiffened even more in my mouth. Swirling my tongue around it, I gulped it down as far as it would go, until it was partway down my throat. Jake grunted, sucking in a frenzy.

“Fuck.”

Sucking it all the way up, I slipped it out.

“You like that?”

His shaking fingers latched into my hair as a response. He directed my head back onto his cock. I sucked it down obediently. After a few more slow and deep sucks, I clasped my hand down onto his rock-hard shaft. Now I was stroking and sucking him in time, with my hand as an extension of my mouth. Still standing, Jake’s whole body was tensed with the coming release.

When his fingers latched into my hair again, I let them guide me away from his cock. My eyes snapped open.

Now I was face to face with Mark’s raging boner.

“It’s my turn, now.”

That was all the command I needed to start licking his thick shaft down. I swirled my tongue around it, base to tip. I rubbed it over my face, cheek to cheek, taking time to mash it into my lips. More hard cock, more fun.

I plastered my face over it. My first suck only concentrated on the head, swirling my tongue around its ridged tip. Mark let out a shaky-legged groan, and I repeated the motion, going a bit further this time. Then I did it again. And again. Each time I sucked a bit further and harder. Until my mouth was throbbing with how hard I was sucking and the tip of his dick was digging into the back of my throat. There, together, we rammed it, he his dick and me my mouth, together. Cock connected with throat as I gagged and held him in there, as he throat-fucked me mercilessly. Finally, I broke free for a breath.

Smiling down on me, Mark said “Alright, you earned it.”

“Earned what?” was barely out of my lips, when Mark had lifted me onto his raging cock.

He punctured me with a gasped-out, “Ugh.”

I twisted my head to Jake.

“Please?” I said, and he smiled.

Next thing I knew, my ass was being held as he ground himself into it. Already, my pussy was incredibly wet. My brain was hazy with pleasure. Pleasure from my pussy to everywhere. Pleasure on my breasts, as someone caressed them. Pleasure in my ass, as Jake ground himself in deeper and deeper with every gentle thrust. Until pleasure was everywhere and my head was swirling. And Jake was in me, really fucking in me—and groaning with it. Until we were all lost in the rhythm. The more and more. The in and out. And my body was locked into it—fucking and being fucked. Animalistic noises that weren’t mine sputtered from my lips. And still, more and more. Faster fucking, better dicking. Jesus-fuck-Yes! The orgasm was thrust back and forth a few times, before it took over, swallowed me in one gulp. Until I collapsed onto Mark’s chest, my whole body lost in trembling ecstasy.

My eyes closed, I felt my body being laid on the floor, covered in kisses. The pleasure was being built again. And still, my body wasn’t mine.

Someone lifted me up somewhere and then, my pussy contracted, hard. There it was again. A hard dick inside me.

My eyes fluttered open to see Mark smiling at me.

“C’mon baby. Ride away.”

My eyes fluttered shut and his finger parted the seam of my mouth. I kissed the thick finger, as I rocked my pelvis up and down onto his dick. Ooh, did it feel good! My body was at once tired and weightless—it ached. And yet it was unclear whether the ache was from fatigue or a need to continue. In any case, I continued, I rode Mark as hard and fast as I could. It wasn’t up to me anymore. As soon as his cock had entered my pussy, I was his.

Mark’s eager hands, grasped my hips and helped me along. He squeezed and massaged my ass.

Beside us, I could see Jake watching, enrapt. Waiting for his turn. The thought sent a new wave of arousal into me. Could I really take more of this pleasure? Even now, I was on the edge.

My whole body was jerky and twitchy with it, little bursts of feeling exploding in parts of me.

“Look at me,” Mark said.

I opened my eyes.

“Look at me, and fuck me with all you’ve got,” he growled.

I lifted my pelvis, and did as I was told. I closed my eyes, and ground myself in and around him. Up and down. Until my clit and pussy were grinding onto him. And we were moaning together. Our bodies were sharing spasms, together. He grabbed both my tits and squeezed—squeezed my release out of me. The orgasm rippled through me with a cry. I collapsed sideways, onto Jake’s waiting lap.

He stroked my head, as I lay there in the twitching fuzzy dark.

“Don’t worry, Brooke. You’ll get your turn with me, too.”

I accepted his words in a dull stupor. My body felt bloated with pleasure. Yet now, somehow, I was going to feel even more. The idea seemed insane.

And yet, when I was lifted up onto the hard waiting dick that I saw was Jake, all I could do was smile. Jake patted my head.

“Yeah, there you go. More hard cock for you.”

And, to my surprise, my body responded eagerly to the new hardness pressed into it. My pussy clasped at his dick eagerly as I moved. I swayed my hips back and forth, slapped my ass up and down on that massive shaft. Up and down, up and down, I pierced myself. I slipped my tongue inside Jake’s lips and twirled it, puncturing his lips just how he was puncturing my pussy.

Our tongues tangled and, all the while, I upped my pace more and more. The energy was out-of-body, as was my need. More—that was what I needed. This building release that I could already snatch at.

“Come on, Brooke,” Jake was saying, seeing that I was nearing the edge, “Fuck me like you mean it.”

And so, I did. With every last bit of energy I had, I threw myself up and down his dick. Until my body was utterly spent, but it was too late. I was on the screaming tip of cumming, yelling it out. My body was locked in the motion, the up–down. Jake’s dick was deep in me, stabbing the orgasm into me further and further.

Until my body flailed, utterly out of my control. I collapsed head-first into his chest. There, his dick still in me, I trembled and shook with the after-glory of it.

Now everything was hazier than hazy, black as fuck.

Someone lifted me and didn’t stop. They lifted me onto another hard pole. My pussy clasped at it deliriously, as if a memory. Something nudged against my back hole and I groaned. Now I was being fucked from the front and back at the same time. Now my moans were a feeling—a rippling of pleasure through my limbs. I was so filled.

The dance was flowing and perfectly in time. In went one dick, out went the other, then out went the first and in went the second. Our bodies were a mash of limbs. Hands stroking me. Lips meshing with mine. Muscles under my trembling touch. A mouth suctioned on my back. Shaking cock and pussy and ass combined. Now, we were fused into one rhythm. One urge, one finality. On and on I fucked and was fucked. My pussy and ass were railed, until I was wailing for deliverance. But it wasn’t about me, this time. I understood, as the front cock and back cock slapped into me deeper, as my moans growled into a harried scream, as the orgasm surging through me threatened to explode, it was about them this time.

And so, as my whole body went slack with the overwhelming pleasure, they blasted their cum into me. Front to back, they anointed with their orgasm. And then, finally, in a screamed-out burst of my own, I came too. Shaking as one beautifully freed body, we came as one. And, finally, collapsed to the floor as one.

Someone cleaned us up and someone carried me to bed. And then I snuggled my head onto one strong muscled body, and my butt onto another. As I lay there, I reflected, this was what absolute happiness felt like.