Page 42 of Southpaw Slots
He lets out a small huff and smiles, then drinks his beer. A glance under the water shows him hard, too.
Situating more comfortably on the seat, I reachdown and adjust myself. “Maybe we could storm in there and, you know,takeher,” I suggest.
He’s staring at the back of the house as he asks, “You mean, like with you in her ass and me in her pussy? Like DP?”
I can’t help the grin that takes over my face. Ugh, he’s been thinking about it, too. “Yeah. There’re so many ways we could do things, too.” Swallowing, my brow furrows. “But, I mean, she’syourwife. So…”
“Well, she’syourgirlfriend. So…” His head tilts to give me a knowing look. I hear what he’s not saying.
But just to confirm, I ask, “So she’s ours.”
“Yep. But shh, shh. Here she comes.”
My head whips to the back door where Ari steps out in a tiny bikini, her full breasts bouncing as her hips sway dangerously. Now engorged at the sight, my cock demands service.
“I thought you were going to bed, empress,” Ace asks as he helps her get in with us.
“I couldn’t. Not with you cowboys out here breaking glass. What are you doing? I thought you were trying to kill each other or something.”
Gripping her tiny waist, I tug her onto my cock, and she squirms. “We’rebonding. Ain’t that right, maverick?”
“Yeah, wild card. That’s exactly what we’re doing.”
“Naked?” she asks, lifting her hair and tying it into a bun on top of her head.
“You know I hate clothes,” Ace says.
“If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em,” I tell her, shoving my dick up between her thighs. She giggles, and the sound feels just as good as the vibrating jets.
“If youhavebonded, then I think it’s time to reward you both.” She slides off me and kneels in the middle of the tub, beckoning us with a seductive wave of her finger.
“What do you mean, vix?”
“Stand up. Bring those big dicks over here.”
Neither of us hesitates. Tossing my bottle to the graveyard with the rest, I hurriedly stand and fit my cock in her hand and Ace does the same to her other one. Stroking each of us gently, she greets my eyes with a sparkle and sucks the head of my cock between her luscious lips. All the heaviness of the day rushes out of my body with that first lick.
She turns her head and does the same to Ace, his firm abs tightening as she does. Man has a body like a Greek statue, carved from the same type of stone. But every inch of his skin is a work of art with the amount of ink covering it.
Returning to me, she shuffles on her knees slightly before she looks up at us and says, “Scoot closer together.”
I take a step toward him without looking his way, and he does the same.
“Closer,” she demands. “Closer.”
Ace and I stand basically hip to hip, my right hand awkwardly almost touching his bare ass as he lifts hisleft to comb through his hair like it was a purposeful gesture. Turning so my front is more toward her mouth, he mimics me so we’re not standing like soldiers in line.
“Perfect.” Without warning, she takes the head of my firm cock in one hand and his in the other and rubs them together. The sensation does something absolutely fucking crazy to my nerve endings as sparks fly through me, heat nuzzling my balls.
My teeth puncture my bottom lip, trying to keep myself from letting the groan of pleasure escape my throat. It’s too fucking weird to make those noises with a dude’s dick on mine. Ari smiles widely as she rubs us together, and before I can say anything, she sticks both of our dicks in her wide-open mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” Ace yells the words I wanted to, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
“Vixen… Vixen. Fuck, that feels good.” Inside her warm hole, she moistens our shafts while sucking them together, then pulls them out with a pop.
Her big brown eyes greet our faces as if seeking approval. “Was that good?”
Ace strokes back some of her hair that has fallen down. “Sugar lips, you’re fucking amazing.”