Page 157 of Pucking Around

I grab tight to his hips with both hands and open my mouth wide, taking him deep. I don’t even care that I’m choking, saliva dripping down my chin. My nose brushes the soft bristles of his dark hair and I breathe him in. Fuck, my dick is weeping. He smells so good. I want to curl up against his skin and breathe him in.

Rachel says the same thing about me. She calls my body wash her pussynip. Well, this smell on Cay is my dicknip. I need to come. I need some goddamn relief. But he’s gonna blow first. In my mouth. Down my throat. I’m taking him all in. He’s fucking mine. They all are.

I glance over my shoulder to see Rachel trembling in Mars’ arms as they kiss, his hand working her clit as she whimpers.

“Back on your knees, Hurricane,” Cay orders. “Take care of Mars. Right here in front of me. I wanna watch him come down your throat. Finish him while Jake finishes me, and you’ll get that tongue-fucking we promised.”

Caleb wraps his hand possessively around the back of my head, pulling my attention back to him as he moves his hips. Behind me, I sense Rachel dropping to her knees. Fuck, this has me turned all the way on. She’s choking on Mars while I suck Caleb. We’re all in this. Mars isn’t running scared.

Riding the high of this moment, I wrap my hands around Caleb’s ass, squeezing his firm cheeks, as I bury his cock down my throat. I suck long and slow, holding him to me as he curses and groans.

“I’m gonna—”

He doesn’t get the rest of his words out before I drop a hand between his legs and cup his balls. That finishes him. He groans deep, hips hitching as he releases, his warm cum filling my mouth. I’m a mess as I pull back, his cum mixing with my saliva on my chin. I can’t swallow it all.

I lift away, huffing for breath through my nose. My hard cock is tented in my shorts. I’m aching with the need for him to touch me. But I feel sated too. I took care of Caleb. Heletme take care of him.

His thumb sweeps over the mess on my chin. When he presses in at my lips, I open, sucking his thumb into my mouth, savoring more of his taste.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs again, his gaze softer, his walls lowered.

He pulls me to my feet and I stand there, swaying slightly. His hand on my shoulder steadies me. Then he turns me, making me watch as Rachel takes Mars in her mouth. She’s gazing up at him so lovingly. And yet, I know she hasn’t forgotten about us standing here. Neither has he. The energy between the four of us is charged.

Rachel whimpers, her free hand working her clit as she finishes Mars. The huge Finn grunts out his release and Rachel swallows, making it look effortless. Meanwhile, I still feel like a mess.

Caleb steps in behind me, his hand slinking around my hip to smooth itself over my hard cock. I groan, pressing into his hip with my ass, even as my cock wants to chase more pressure. He stills as Rachel stumbles to her feet.

As we watch, Rachel shimmies her leggings all the way off. The she tugs off her tank top, leaving her naked in my kitchen. Fuck, she’s so beautiful. She glances between the three of us before hopping her bare ass right up onto my kitchen island. Spreading her legs slightly, she works her clit with two fingers. “I was promised a tongue-fucking,” she says, our goddess incarnate.

I practically use Cay as a springboard to get to her first, my hands smoothing over her bare shoulders. She catches my chin with her hand, tipping my face up to hold her gaze. I look in her brown eyes, not quite so dark as Cay’s. She wants to know that I’m okay with Mars being here. That I want this. That I’m all in.

The way I see it, fair is fair. She can have Mars so long as I get Cay. Mirroring her smile, I call over my shoulder. “Mars, get over. Hold our girl open for me.”

Rachel smiles with relief, whimpering as my hand drops to tease her wet pussy. Fuck, we’re gonna make a mess of our girl. I want her squirming on this counter before we’re done. And then someone is getting on their knees to finish me. So much sexual tension in one house all the time? I’m honestly scared for my dick health.

Mars steps in beside me, hesitant but willing.

“Hold her,” I direct, moving my hand off her thigh.

He replaces my hand with his, and I take it as a win. Cay is already on my other side, holding her left thigh. Our girl is spread before us, panting with need as she lies back on her elbows, gazing up at us like we’re her beginning, middle, and end. Oh yeah, this doesn’t stop until she screams all our names.

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“Oh god,” I pant. “I’m done. No more.” I never thought I’d say this, but there’s such a thing as too much sex. Mars Kinnunen is an animal. The man doesn’t tire. We’ve been at it for hours, and I’m officially ready to wave the white flag. This is a first in Rachel Price history. I roll onto my side and crawl away towards the end of the bed.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Away,” I huff, sweaty and breathless. “Far, far away.”

With a growl he grabs my ankles and drags me back, flipping me over.

“Ilmari!” I cry, kicking my legs. It’s no use. I’m trapped in his iron grip. “Come at me with that monster cock again, and you’ll be paying for my vaginal reconstruction.”

“Money well spent.” He drops down to his elbows, spreads my thighs, and lets his mouth feast on my battered pussy. I’m dripping with his cum, but he doesn’t care, his tongue teasing me from ass to clit.

“Oh my god, you’re insatiable,” I cry, my thighs squeezing his head as I squirm under him.

“You started this,” he says, lifting his mouth away.