Kelly Jamieson - Love Me

Abby noticed him and lifted her head, her pouty mouth gleaming wetly. “Go ahead,” she told him. “Take it out. Touch yourself.”

He shook his head, but the temptation was too great, and he unzipped his fly. His cock practically jumped out of his pants, hot, hard and thick, and he fisted it. His whole body taut and buzzing, he avidly took in the erotic show in front of him. His thighs tensed and his balls tightened.

“Should we get all the way naked?” Abby whispered to Melina.

“Okay.” They moved apart to wriggle out of their jeans, Melina’s breasts bouncing and quivering, then sat there clad only in panties. Melina’s were the little candy-apple red thong he liked so much. Abby wore little pale blue lace boy shorts. Abby’s eyes were on his cock with interest.

“Nice,” she murmured. What was with her? Was she gay? Bi? Did she want him, too? Holy shit. He tugged harder on his swollen cock.

“Yeah,” Melina agreed softly, meeting his eyes with a little smile and nod. He licked his lips.

Then his cock surged again as Abby reached between Melina’s legs to cup her sex. “Oh yeah,” she purred. “You’re wet. Your panties are soaked, honey.”

“I know,” Melina moaned, arching into her hand. She fell back onto the pillows, her pelvis lifting off the bed at Abby’s touch. Abby stroked her, rubbed the silky fabric, and Melina groaned, rolled her hips needily. He wanted to touch her, too, feel how wet she was. She got so wet, sometimes. He pumped harder, swallowed a deep groan.

“Should I make you come?” Abby whispered, her fingers busy between Melina’s legs.

“God, yes,” Melina begged. “Yes.” She lifted her hips again, closed her eyes, bit her lip and a moment later her whole body was wracked with convulsions. Her hands clenched in the soft duvet and she cried out.

“Beautiful,” Abby breathed. She bent down and Gavin’s eyes went wide as she pressed a kiss to the silky red triangle. He blinked as she sat up and then, God, he felt the pressure peaking.

“Ah Christ,” he muttered. “Ah…” His heart stopped and he came in hard, pulsing jerks, hot semen spilling over his hands.

“God,” he gasped. “Sorry, sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Melina said, crawling on her hands and knees over to him. She bent her head and started to lick him.

“Want help?” Abby whispered, coming up beside her. She put one hand on Melina’s back in a tender gesture, and Gavin almost went blind as she, too, bent her head and started licking his cock and his hands. They both lapped up his come, and by the time they were done, they lapped at each other, too, Abby licking Melina’s lips, their tongues coming out and touching, and he was hard again. Painfully hard.

They sat back on their heels before him. “Now what?” Melina whispered, letting Abby take the lead.

“I’m the only one who hasn’t come,” she said with a little smile. “Make me come, Mel.”

Melina’s cheeks grew pink, but she nodded and Gavin blew out a long breath. Jesus. Abby lay back down and, biting her lower lip, Melina tugged Abby’s panties down over her legs. When they snagged on one foot, Gavin reached out to help. She flashed him a smile, then turned back to Abby’s pussy. Abby opened her thighs and Melina just stared. Gavin was fascinated just watching Melina, but he had to sneak a peek at Abby, too. Melina’s fingers stroked through a small triangle of chestnut curls, then lower into smooth dark-pink folds. His cock twitched hard at the sight.

His attention returned to Melina, who was stroking her fingers through Abby’s folds, spreading her slick moisture over the smooth pink flesh. “I can’t do it this way,” she said with a breathless little laugh. “I’m used to touching myself…”

“Use your mouth,” Abby invited softly.

“Oh.” Slowly she bent forward, and then Melina—his Melina—had her face buried in another girl’s pussy. Well, not buried. At first, she was tentative, kissing Abby’s smooth mound, her clit, then licking with small flicks of her tongue. “Yeah,” Abby moaned. “Oh, yeah. Harder, honey.”

Then Melina leaned right in, her tongue licking long and hard, plunging inside Abby as Abby’s hips rose up. “God,” Melina gasped, lifting her head briefly. “I can’t believe this.”

“Believe it, baby,” Abby moaned. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.”

Melina leaned in again, licking and sucking. Gavin couldn’t help it, he had to touch, so he reached out and put a hand on Melina’s smooth back. She made a little movement, as if acknowledging his touch, and he kept his hand there, stroking softly. And then Abby was shaking and crying out, hips off the bed, and Melina pressed her face into her cunt, apparently sucking hard on her clit.

“God, that was unbelievable!” Abby cried a long moment later. Melina sat back, turned to look at Gavin, looking shocked.

“Gavin…” She crawled into his arms.

“Are you okay, baby?” He peered down into her face with concern. Had she gone too far?

What was he thinking? All of this was too far. It was beyond belief.

“I’m okay,” she said, shaking a little. “I can’t believe I did that.”

Abby lifted her head, looking a little dazed. “It’s okay, Melina,” she said softly. “You did good.”

Melina nodded, swallowed, snuggled into Gavin’s arms. “It was good,” she said wonderingly. “I didn’t think I’d like it. Didn’t think I’d like the taste…but it was good.” She licked her lips and Gavin’s cock throbbed again, so hard he hurt.

“Looks like Gavin needs another turn,” Abby said with a throaty laugh and Melina drew back, smiled up at him.

“What do you want?” she asked him seductively.

He knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to fuck her brains out. Abby could stay and watch, or leave, he could care less, but he had to be inside Melina, like, five minutes ago.

“Wanna fuck you, baby,” he groaned. “Wanna fuck you so hard.”

“Oh.” She let out a moan at his words. “I want that too. Fuck me, Gav.”

Abby rolled to one side, propped her head up on one hand. “Now I get to watch.”

Melina looked at Gavin, who nodded. “Yeah,” he said gruffly. “Watch us.”

Melina looked dazed, aroused, overwhelmed, as she lay down. Gavin slid off the bed and divested himself of his jeans, underwear, socks and T-shirt in record time, fully aware of Abby’s admiring gaze on him as he stripped. His cock was swollen and dripping and her eyes on him only fueled the arousal that surged within him. He took himself in hand and stroked, one, two, three times, felt himself grow impossibly larger. A groan escaped him and his climbed back onto the bed and between Melina’s legs.

Abby was playing with Melina’s nipples, making her writhe with pleasure. He parted her legs with his hands, and studied her. Her lips were smaller than Abby’s, just as smooth, pretty and pink and completely bare. He liked that. He could smell her arousal and watched in cock-hardening amazement as pale fluid oozed out of her and slowly dripped to the bed. God, she was that wet. Unable to resist, he bent his head and licked her there, long slow licks up and down.

“Gavin,” she moaned.

“I know, sweet stuff,” he said. “I want inside you. I just had to taste you. You’re so damn sweet.”

Then he moved over her and Abby scooted to the side. He knew she was there, felt her watching, but at that moment it was all about Melina and being inside her, claiming her. She was his, dammit, whatever this fooling around was didn’t mean anything different.

He took his cock in hand again, slid the head through her wetness, slicked it up and down her slit, found her entrance and pushed in. She was tight, but so wet and hot, clinging to him like a sucking mouth. A rough sound came from deep inside him and he closed his eyes as sensation exploded in his bloodstream. He thrust hard into her, making her cry out and he came down onto her, on his elbows, his hands on either side of her face. He dragged out of her clinging wet heat, slammed back in, her small body taking him deep. He was usually more careful with her, because she was so much smaller than him, but he was lost, out of control, out of his mind, his skin tingling, balls tightening so high and hard, smacking against her pussy with every thrust.