Thrill Me (One Night with Sole Regret 9)

Owen shifted away from Caitlyn’s backside to remove her panties and apparently his shorts since their next contact was the bare head of his cock seeking entrance into Caitlyn’s unquestionably excited body. She crawled onto the end of the bed and spread her knees so that Owen’s hips were perfectly aligned for fucking her. M scooted up the bed until her pussy was even with Caitlyn’s face, and Caitlyn didn’t need any additional encouragement to lower her head and lick M’s center.

M’s taste was a bit sweeter than what Caitlyn remembered of her own flavor. She swirled her tongue into M’s opening, her heart thundering in her chest. At M’s soft moan of encouragement, she pressed her tongue deeper. M’s scent grew musky with excitement and completely intoxicated Caitlyn. When M’s hand tangled in Caitlyn’s hair and tugged her up toward her clit, Caitlyn smiled softly and followed her lead. As soon as Caitlyn’s tongue brushed the swollen clit, M’s thighs quivered and she cried out.

Caitlyn’s breath caught when Owen slid into her, shattering her concentration. She panted through several toe-curling thrusts before latching on to M’s clit, Owen’s steady strokes inciting her boldness. M’s moans of pleasure fueled Caitlyn’s desire to please her, to bring her to orgasm with licks and kisses and gentle suction.

“She’s so sweet,” M’s whispered.

Sweet? Though this was new to her, Caitlyn had been going for skilled.

Finding her courage, Caitlyn slid two fingers into M’s silky pussy, curling her fingertips upward and hunting for the spot inside her that would make her hips buckle. When she found it, she rubbed until M’s pussy tightened, and then she held her hand still while she sucked and licked at M’s clit. M’s thighs began to tremble and she drew her knees up, toes curling into the sheets, back arching off the mattress. Caitlyn gentled her sucking kisses and used her fingers to rub at M’s front inner wall again.

“Fuck, woman!” M cried. “Are you trying to give me a vag O or a clit O?”

Both, Caitlyn thought with a smirk, waiting until M was almost coming before switching her attention back to her clit, and then when she almost reached her peak, returning to finger-fucking her.

“I’m adding that to my skill set,” Owen said. He was so busy paying attention to what Caitlyn was doing to M that he was scarcely moving, but Caitlyn didn’t mind. She’d be getting her fill of both of them soon enough.

As M’s excitement peaked, she squeezed her breasts and rocked against Caitlyn’s fingers. “Yeah,” she said, “yeah, make me come. Oh!”

She shook violently as she let go. Caitlyn rotated her hand, stretching M’s pussy wide as her inner muscles tightened around her fingers. Caitlyn smiled before latching onto M’s clit with a tight suction to draw her even higher. M’s second orgasm had her thrashing against the bed.

M collapsed with a satisfied moan, her sweat-dampened body going limp. Caitlyn licked at her center, finding M’s freely flowing fluids had a more metallic taste now.

“Don’t be selfish, M,” Owen said. “C wants to know a woman’s mouth on her as well.”

“Ah,” M said, “she’s good. Give me a moment to catch my breath.”

Caitlyn lifted her head, concentrating now on the slow deep thrusts of Owen’s cock. She closed her eyes and rocked back to meet him, the friction and fullness building her pleasure. She groaned when he pulled out, and she opened her eyes. M had turned so her head was at the foot of the mattress and her feet were resting against the bars of the headboard.

“Come, love,” she said. “Put your pussy in my mouth.”

Caitlyn looked to Owen, who smiled at her in encouragement. She was surprised by how easy it was to have sex with him and another woman. There was no animosity in him, nor any judgment. He was excited and encouraging. She’d found the perfect man to help her explore her previously repressed sexuality. He even helped her find a good position on M’s face. The woman ate pussy with total abandon and after sending Caitlyn flying in less than a minute, she tore her mouth away and said, “You could reciprocate, love.”

Caitlyn looked down at M’s shaven mound, wondering if she’d be able to reach for a proper sixty-nine. M was half a foot taller than she was, but as she bent forward and licked at the cleft that housed M’s clit, Caitlyn decided she could please her without touching her vagina at all. The shift in position moved M’s mouth to Caitlyn’s clit as well. Caitlyn was really getting into her task and enjoying M’s tight suction and rapid tongue flicks, when the mattress sagged between Caitlyn’s legs.

“I hope you’re okay with balls in your face,” Owen said.

M murmured what sounded like agreement, and Caitlyn gasped as the head of his cock pressed into her. He had to take her shallow—their positions wouldn’t allow for the deep penetration she craved—but it felt so good to be sucked and fucked at the same time, Caitlyn completely lost herself to soaring bliss. She tried to remember to give M a taste of the pleasure she was enjoying, but mostly she just panted against the pussy in her face.

Owen grabbed her hips and pulled her off M’s tight suction, which sent Caitlyn spiraling out of control. He pounded into her hard and deep as she cried out in ecstasy before he let go inside her. Owen’s mouth tickled her shoulder as he rubbed his lips against her flushed skin.

“Now I need a man,” M said, sitting up on the edge of the bed and rubbing her pussy with one hand, her fingers plunging deep into her body.

Breathless, Caitlyn said, “You can’t have mine. Sorry.”

Owen kissed her shoulder and neck as if he appreciated her words. She figured most men would want to bang both women involved in a threesome, but he really did seem to be satisfied with just her. The man was absolutely amazing, the perfect sex partner. She had to do something to thank him for his open-mindedness and understanding.

M hopped off the bed and reached for her panties, sliding them up her long legs. Caitlyn suddenly had a hard time looking at her. She still wasn’t accustomed to sex for the sake of sex. Shouldn’t they exchange gifts or at least thanks? She tried to look at Owen, but he was glued to her back, his softening cock still buried inside her, one arm securely around her waist, his free hand gently massaging her breasts. It was as if he didn’t even realize M was still in the room.

“Thanks for the Os,” M said. “You two are the hottest couple I’ve ever been with.” She kissed Caitlyn on the mouth and Owen on the cheek. “I’m going to go find a big thick stiffy to ride. I’ve got a deep, deep itch that needs scratching.”

And just like that, she was gone.

“Um,” Caitlyn said. “Is that really all there is to this?”

“Usually,” Owen murmured. “That’s exactly what I’m used to at these places. You’re the odd one here.”

“Odd?”

She tried to struggle out of his grasp, but he held her tight. “Why do you think I wanted to make you mine?”

What?

“You’re the perfect mix of nice girl I want to take home to my mother and sex club vixen who’s up for anything in the bedroom.”

Meet his mother? Surely he was joking.

“Owen, I don’t want this to get serious, remember?”

“Of course I remember.” He released her and went to the small sink in the corner to wash his cock. “So are we going to fulfill your other threesome fantasy tonight, or would you rather go someplace fun?”

“More fun than a sex club?”

“You don’t really like these places, do you?”

She shrugged. “They provide opportunities I’d struggle to find elsewhere.” Where else could she discover she enjoyed eating pussy without it feeling incredibly awkward?

He laughed. “I love the way you talk,” he said. “So refined even when you’re talking about hooking up with strangers.”

She tried another approach. “I ate pussy tonight.”

“And you liked it.”

She grinned. She couldn’t deny the truth; the experience had far surpassed her expectations. “I loved it.” And she’d probably want to try it again someday, as long as it didn’t come with the strings of an actual relationship. “I especially liked when you participated.”

“What can I say?” His devilish grin was completely disarming. “I’m a team player.”

Chapter Ten

“So what do you want to do now?” Owen asked as they left the anonymous-sex room. “Are there other fantasies you want to try tonight?”

Caitlyn squeezed his hand and smiled. “I’d li

ke to savor that one before moving on to the next. You’ve been beyond wonderful to me.”