Page 40 of Double or Nothing

I sit back and take another swig of champagne, watching them play as I debate my next move. She won’t be able to take two at once, not in the pussy and ass at the same time, and definitely not in the same hole – as tempting as the prospect may be. She’s too inexperienced. Too tight.

One thing I do want to see is Bryce unravel, though. I want to see how hard his hips can pump her cunt when he gets in the groove. I want him so invested that he gives me his ass without question, my cock lubed up with Alice’s spit after we’ve roasted her.

He’s rubbing her pussy with his palm, and it’s working, but slowly. His thumb is in a decent position, the ridge against her slit. Nice try. He’s got the basics.

“She wants your cock,” I say to Bryce. “Be nice and give it to her.” I laugh. “But make it worth the wait. Give her a tease.”

I get in close to the action, my mouth up close to their faces. The heat from their kisses has my dick straining in my pants.

“Just the head,” I tell him. “Just a taster.”

I unbuckle his belt for him, working to free his cock. He lets me pull his suit trousers down, and kicks them off for me. He lets me take the lead to edge him into position, bracing himself against the top of the sofa as he moves himself between her legs. Oh, how she spreads her thighs for him. Delicious.

“Just a taster,” I say again. “Make her wait for more.”

I reach between them to pull her pussy lips apart, showing him the target. A pink jewel.

“Ease forward, nice and slow until you’re barely touching it.”

His breaths are coming heavy as he does as bid, and Alice gasps when his engorged wet head touches her hole. It’s horny as fuck to watch.

“What now?” he asks, obviously desperate to dip.

“Savour the moment, Bryce, because you’ve been thinking about this for a long time as well, haven’t you? I’d bet a whole lot of money on it.”

He nods, his eyes still on her spread slit.

“Ease in,” I tell him. “Just a little.”

They both gasp as he pushes just enough that the head of his dick pops inside her.

“More, please!” Alice says, but I tell her to shhh. Trust me.

And that’s the thing. They do trust me. Some random playboy who rocked up just a few hours ago and set their fantasies alight. I’d call them crazy motherfuckers if I didn’t know my own skillset.

“Now, Alice, give him a little clench.”

Her cunt twitches and it’s a joy to watch as the veins on Bryce’s dick fill out.

His eyes close to it and Alice is grinning.

“That’s good. Now, just use the tip,” I say. “Fuck her nice and slow, Bryce, but just the tip.”

Fair play to his restraint, because he’s slow and careful, popping that bulging red cock head in and out of Alice’s tight hole, and it’s her turn to close her eyes, mouth hanging open.

“Clench him again, Soul Girl,” I tell her. “And this time, keep it clenched as he fucks you.”

Her eyes open and her pussy twitches.

“Fuck,” Bryce says, the veins on his cock straining.

“Nice and easy. Just the tip,” I remind him.

I reach down between them and stroke Alice’s clit as Bryce eases in and out, keeping her teetering on the edge like a bastard. She starts murmuring. Starts cursing. And then, finally, she starts begging.

Please, Bryce. Please!

It’s not going to take him long to blow. A couple of decent thrusts and round one will be over, so I’m going to make the most of it.