Page 7 of Crossing the Line
But who gets prime spot? Dominic walks quickly toward the bathroom and returns with his discarded jeans. He fumbles in the pocket and pulls out a foil pack. “You need one, too, Tam?”
I shake my head. I’ve only ever been with Jules, and she with me. He’s the only unknown, here. Julia takes my hand, drawing me back onto the bed. “Your choice how we do this, babe.” Her whisper is for my ears only, but I know Dominic has heard. He stops moving, waiting for us to sort out what we want.
“What do you want, Jules?” I want to make her happy, but this night has thrown all my preconceived notions about how to do that out the window.
“I want you, Tam. I love you.” Her simple words get me back on track and I move over my wife in the way I’ve done so many times in the past, positioning my eager cock at her channel entrance. She’s spread-eagled on the bed, pale limbs going every which way and her hair a tousled mess across the bedsheets. Her lips are swollen and glistening from our combined cock juices. I’ve never seen her look so beautiful.
I thrust a little, testing her out, and she’s so wet and ready my whole tip slides in to the moist warmth of her channel’s embrace. But it doesn’t feel as right as it usually does. Something is missing. Looking down at Julia I can tell from her thoughtful expression that she’s feeling the same way.
She glances over at Dominic and I follow suit. He’s still standing in the same spot, fingering the foil pack and watching us with a strange, almost wistful look in his eyes. It disappears the moment he realizes we’re looking, but it was there. I saw it. There’s something going on with this guy that he’s trying to conceal. A deep-seated sadness that I didn’t see until this very moment.
Julia shifts beneath me and holds out her hand. “Dominic, you’re part of this, hon. Please join us.”
He shuffles his bare feet and clears his throat, and for the first time I see a vulnerability—a loneliness—that wasn’t evident before. “Are you sure?”
“She’s sure.” I cut across his query in a firm tone. For some reason I like this hesitant Dominic more than the confident one. “And so am I. Jeez man, join us! Before I waste my load on these pristine white sheets.”
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Dominic
They look so beautiful together it makes me want to cry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me tonight. Not like I haven’t done this before, and yet my damn hands are shaking so bad I can hardly rip apart the pack and fit the condom. I manage it eventually, feeling about as awkward as a teen doing this for the very first time.
There’s a bottle of lube sitting on the bedside table so I snag that and join this lovely couple on the bed. Tam has already staked his claim from the front so I shift in behind Jules when she and Tam roll obligingly onto their side.
I know the exact moment Tam fully enters Jules. She shudders and lets out a gentle sigh, and again I feel the urge to weep. They just seem so perfect, as if there’s no room for me. I shake my head, trying to dispel this stupid emotional crap, and concentrate on Julia, and on my own need that right now is about ready to explode in a fountain of cum right across her back. I run one hand down her spine, my fingers following the little bumps of bone, until finally I reach the crevice splitting her butt cheeks.
Time for some lubrication.
I crack open the bottle, swallowing down a chuckle when I realize it’s actually brand new. Have these people seriously never done anything requiring lube? I urge one of her legs further up over Tam’s hip, and now I have the space to hold the bottle and drip it into her seam. She stiffens briefly then relaxes into it, and I can see Tam is holding still, not thrusting even though he’s seated deep inside his wife. They’re both holding their breath, waiting. For me.
The power is heady and I position myself carefully, aware that this is new for her. I push, tentatively at first, then a little more firmly when I meet resistance, and as soon as my cock head is in I pull back. She cries out a little and I wait.
“It’s fine,” she says in a breathless voice. “It’s weird. But good. I feel so full of man.” She lets out a tiny laugh that also sounds like a sob, but then she reaches back to find my hip and encourage movement. “Do it again, Dominic.”
Slow. Gentle. I’m trembling with the need to thrust hard, but I don’t. I can’t. Not to this beautiful woman. Instead, I ease in as slowly as I can, sliding the tip in and then quickly out, and then again, and again, until finally my erection glides in a little more easily. This time I push slightly harder and Jules lets out a long moan and rocks her pelvis back and forth. “Oh, yes. That stings a bit. But it also feels so good.”
Now it’s Tam who sucks in a startled breath.
“I feel it, too.” There’s wonder in his voice, and as if he can’t help himself, he starts to drive deep into Julia’s body. There’s power behind Tam’s thrusting, unlike mine. I’m trying to keep my movements slow and gentle. I’m not going all the way in. She’s too small and tight, and clearly she’s never had a man there before. Instead it’s more like an anal tease, giving Tam the space to glide strong and sure in and out of her pussy channel.
My hands—in fact my whole body—won’t stop shaking. I try to distract myself by touching her soft skin, running my fingers up and down her body, reaching over to do the same to Tam and then back to Jules. She’s so warm beneath my touch, her skin slightly damp from the shower and slick with the sweat of our lovemaking. We all smell like citrus and the scent of sex. The rush of pleasure from scent alone is unexpected and my cock burns with the need for release. My instinct is to join Tam in thrusting hard, seating myself deep inside her body, and yet I know I can’t. She’s not ready for that. Not this time. Instead I continue to keep my movements tiny and controlled, just piercing her rim with the tip of my cock. The need for control is driving me insane. Stay focused. Keep things light and pleasurable for Jules… Oh my God, I can feel her body arching, tightening, getting ready to come … and then Tam’s breathing changes to more raspy, ragged inhalations and I know they’re both close… So close…
She lets out a frustrated yell. “Just fuck me, Dom. Like Tam. Now!”
A growl erupts out of my chest without me even being aware it was there, and there’s a familiar tightening as my balls draw up and the need to thrust hard almost overwhelms me. But I won’t… I have to keep it gentle… Her rim constricts and squeezes my tip and then suddenly I can’t contain myself any longer. I plunge deep and her body welcomes me in, and we all get there at the same moment. I yell as I come, shuddering and gasping as my seed spills out of me in spurting rushes of heat. Tam groans and his hips jerk spasmodically in his own release, while Julia’s body vibrates between us and her high-pitched shriek overtakes all of us as she shudders and jerks through her orgasm.
Oh, my God. This couple. They’re amazing. I’ve never come at the same time as two others before, and it’s like… I don’t know. Pure acceptance. A brief moment in time you know you’re connected to another human being. Or two.
I wrap my one free arm over the two of them and pull them as close as I can for an extended hug, and we lay there panting in unison. Joined in every way. Physically, and just for these few beautiful moments at least, emotionally, too. Moisture leaks unwanted from my eyes, dripping sideways down my face to pool beneath my temple, and I surreptitiously move my head to try and wipe it away on the pillow. Thoughts tumble randomly through my head until one takes the fore. Just enjoy this while you can. For once, you’re not alone. I take a deep breath and it releases in a sigh of contentment.