Page 477 of Seasons of Love
“I’m going to move now,” he said. It felt like a warning, but nothing could have prepared me for it.
I was used to feeling. Whether I was fucking or being fucked, all I could do was feel, but now there was a visual, and oh my goodness in heaven, what a visual.
Mal grunted every time Jake pulled out and pushed back in, and our bellies were wet with precum.
Jake’s thrusts became sharper but shorter. He wasn’t pulling out as much because he needed to keep his hands free.
I reached over Mal’s shoulder, and he took my hand, lacing our fingers together.
The other hand held the remote for the dildo.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he looked at the mirror and focused on Mal.
“Ugh fuck…fuck, Jesus fuck, what’s that…ugh!” Mal’s reaction to the vibration was to cant his hips.
He couldn’t move much because of our position, but by now, every single tiny movement was blown out of proportion.
My eyes rolled back, and I squeezed Jake’s hand tight. Any moment now, I’d either pass out or come. Hopefully, I’d come before I passed out because I was wound so tight that I needed release like my next breath.
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MAL
I’d played with dildos and butt plugs enough to know and appreciate the difference between that and being filled by a real, warm, pulsing cock.
I also appreciated Griff’s creativity in bed. Many times he’d asked to try positions, toys, or food during sex for research.
His books had all the feels, but they were also hot as fuck.
If it was possible to have a Ph.D. in sex, I was pretty sure we were halfway to graduating. But every so often, Griff still surprised me, and this was one of those times.
Not that I’d never had a vibrating sex toy inside me.
He’d once added a vibrating bullet when he was already inside me, and I was about to come.
To say I lasted less than a second the moment the vibrations hit my prostate was an understatement. That had been the day I’d learned about full-body orgasms.
Having a vibrating dildo controlled by Jake, who was fucking both me and Griff with short thrusts, was another kind of sensation altogether.
Griff shook under me. “God, I can feel you vibrating. How…is that possible?” he asked.
“Don’t know, baby. But our man sure does have some tricks up his cock.”
“Don’t make me laugh,” Jake said.
“Or what?”
I felt his answer in my ass, my prostate, in my fucking soul.
Fighting the orgasm was pointless because I wasn’t the one in control. My body had given itself to Jake, and with Griff’s cock rubbing against mine, I was on a sensory overload.
I came with the power of a thousand orgasms, with stars in my eyes and wonder for the sheer amount of pleasure the human body was capable of.
Jake stopped the vibrations as soon as I came. Everything was over-sensitive, and I didn’t have the power of speech to ask him to stop.
Griff let out a contented sigh, and I could tell from how relaxed he was and the amount of cum between us that he’d also come.
I opened my eyes to look in the mirror. Jake had a pained look. He’d been doing his very best to give us our pleasure, and now it was his turn.
