Porterhouse (Grade-A Beefcakes 4)

“Oh god,” she moaned. “It’s stretching me open. Sooo big.”

I grinned, but all but strangled my dick. “Like that?”

“Yes!” she cried.

“Now take it for a ride, baby,” Cash told her. “While I’m over here stroking my dick, I’m envisioning you working yourself up and down, tits bouncing. Head thrown back, working that pussy hard.”

“What about… should I

…”

“Should you what?” I asked.

“Should I get another dildo for my ass? There are two of you.”

Pre-cum spurted from the tip, and I put a death-grip on the base because those two sentences pushed me to the edge. Cash’s string of swearing meant he agreed.

“Have you ever had a dick in your ass before?” I asked, biting out the words.

“No.”

She had a virgin ass. Holy shit. And she wanted to play with it. For us.

“Angel, besides the fact you’re not ready for something as big as one of those dildos, Cash and I want to get in there. Open you up.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

“Now, you’re neglecting our pussy,” I told her. “Do what Cash said and take that dildo for a ride.”

Sexy breathing and the wet sounds of fucking came through loud and clear across the five miles. Fuck, we could hear how her pussy was dripping, how it was sucking in that thick toy. I closed my eyes, pictured that tangle of red hair flowing over her shoulders to slide down her back, breasts thrust up, hips rolling as she fucked a silicone dick.

“More, I need more!” she cried.

“Play with your clit, rub it with your fingers just how you like. Come,” I commanded.

“No, you too!” she cried, as if a little frantic. “I want you to come when I do. I want to hear it. I’m… I’m riding your dick, Bennett. God, it’s so big. You bottom out every time.”

“Shit,” I muttered, leaning back and putting one hand behind me and working my dick with the other. I was all into her words.

“I’ve never been with two guys before, but I could… oh, I’m riding you, but backwards.”

“Fuck, I love reverse cowgirl,” I told her, picturing the long line of her back, the lush curve of her ass and seeing my dick disappear deep inside her.

“Yes, then… then I can bend forward, put one hand on the bed and suck off Cash.”

“Yes. Fuck, yes,” Cash growled. “I bet your mouth is so hot and tight. You’d suck the cum right from my balls.”

The orgasm built at the base of my spine, tightened my balls. Drew them up. My toes tingled. Hell, my fucking ears tingled. “Now, Angel. Come. Now.”

I couldn’t hold back much longer.

Her cries got louder, then she screamed. Thank fuck the phone was on the bed beside me or I’d have gone deaf. I also heard Cash groan, then swear, and I knew he’d come, too.

I didn’t hold back, working my dick faster, taking longer strokes. Once, twice and my hips bucked off the bed. Thick spurts of cum shot out, coated my belly, my hand. Black spots filled my vision.

“Oh my god, my legs won’t hold me any longer,” Julia said, then a muffled thump. “I… wow.”

“Yeah, wow,” Cash added, although his ragged breathing came through clearly. I was as winded as he. I was shutting down, worn out from that intense pleasure. I could sleep for a week. Reaching down, I grabbed my shirt from the floor and used it to clean myself up. The bathroom was too far away. When done, I stood long enough to shuck my jeans and boxers, then grabbed my phone and fell into bed.