She stood up abruptly, stealing James’s treat.
“Please, Devon. Let me eat you.” He strained his neck for another taste, but she dodged him.
“Dave, Kayla, can we have the couch?” She looked at her friends, who’d advanced to stroking each other as they made out. They grinned as they moved to the floor, both kneeling as they never stopped kissing and ended up near Joe and Morgan’s heads.
With plenty of room, Devon shoved James onto his back, then straddled his head, facing his feet. She petted his chest and abs as she settled onto his mouth, smothering him with her sweet pussy and watching his cock jump as she did it.
Neil groaned and thrust up into Kate twice as hard as he saw his lovers teasing each other. Despite how well he was filling Kate, they all knew he’d be good for another round or two. Whatever it took to wear out his playful mates after they’d gotten each other warmed up.
Devon leaned forward and took James’ cock into her mouth. She slid down it until her lips rested at the base of his shaft before reaching out to play with his balls while she sucked.
He jerked beneath her and must have redoubled his efforts, because she moaned around him then began to ride him, rubbing her pussy on his lips, tongue, and firm jaw.
Inspired by her show, Dave pressed Kayla’s face to the soft carpet and grabbed her hips, lifting them into the air until her knees left the floor. If he was slightly unsteady bracing himself with his bad leg, he made up for it with sheer determination. Still, he only had so many hands to balance with.
Mike paused his fucking long enough to command Joe to help out. “Put his dick in her.”
Joe shook his head, trying to clear his mind so he was capable of what they needed. To give them what he could, when they were doing so much for him. He reached out and encircled Dave’s fat cock in his fist. If he pumped it a few times, he justified the caresses as getting the other man stiff enough to please his wife.
She looked over her shoulder and shuddered as she saw what he was doing. “Yeah, make him hard, Joe. I can’t wait for him to stretch me open. To fuck me deep.” Kayla’s bright tattoos snaked across her ultra-pale skin, ironic for someone who walked around nude all the time. She was like a living painting. One none of them would ever get tired of looking at.
Or fucking.
Dave growled. “Are you going to help or stare at my wife all day?”
Joe couldn’t help jabbing back—it was second nature between them. “You’re awfully mouthy for a guy whose nuts are two inches from my fist.”
His friend only laughed, his cock bulging impossibly in Joe’s hand. “Like you’d do anything to my junk when you know how much your wife adores it.”
Morgan didn’t help when she moaned at that. Joe didn’t blame her; Dave was hung. And he loved sandwiching her between them and giving her the experience Joe was getting off on right then, in between her and Mike.
Knowing when to shut his mouth, Joe tipped Dave’s cock forward, notching it against Kayla’s pretty, pierced pussy. His own cock pulsed inside Morgan when Dave’s tip sank into Kayla, stretching her around his wide shaft. The rings along her labia shifted to let him inside, adding another layer of sensation for them both. Joe guided Dave as he drilled into her, keeping him from slipping out when her tight channel resisted his penetration.
Dave threw his head back and roared as he advanced, each clench of his ass and thrust of his hips fusing him more completely with his wife. “Damn, you’re so hot.”
“If you ever wore some freaking clothes around here, you might not be so cold,” Neil fired off with his smart mouth, making Devon and James chuckle. With the fireplace pumping out heat, none of them would be chilly. That meant nothing compared to the inferno they caused within each other when they shared like this.
It wasn’t just about sex. It was about the bonds that joined them into one cohesive unit.
But okay, the sex part was incredible too.
Mike dropped lower over Joe and glided in and out of his ass more fully, with long, even strokes that bottomed him out on each pass. “It’s been too long since we did this. Damn, Joe.”
He nodded, unable to voice his agreement. But he spread his knees as wide as he could, inviting Mike to use him however he desired. Morgan nipped his lower lip, refocusing his attention on her. He crushed his mouth to hers and feasted, never getting tired of her unique taste and the way they fit together. Her breasts cushioned his chest and the gently rounded stomach she’d had ever since giving birth to their second child made sure he was comfortable as Mike rode him fiercely.
She was soft and warm and so damn strong it made his eyes prickle to think about.
Morgan ran her hands up his sides, making his ass clench around Mike, who cursed.
Kate surrendered a strangled moan, watching Mike fuck as she herself was well pleased by Neil, who ensured she wasn’t going to last very long. Especially not when Neil snaked his hand around her waist to rub her clit while he fucked up into her. Neil glanced over to Devon and James, who sixty-nined, and shuddered. Nothing turned him on more than their rapture.
And next to them, Dave matched the pace Mike set as he pumped into Kayla, making her body jewelry jingle as they fucked.
For a while, there was nothing but groans, moans, soft curses, and the wet slap of skin on skin. All of them were steeped in rapture, joined by what they felt when they were experiencing ecstasy simultaneously.
Trapped between Mike and Morgan, Joe felt cocooned in safety. Surrounded by love and lust. Protected from doing something stupid by the two people he could rely on most. And he did need them both. All the rest of the crew, too. What had he been thinking before?
With every plunge of Mike’s dick in his ass, which caused him to pin Morgan to the floor, he was reminded of the truth.
They made his life better, in every way. Fuck, especially this way.
Joe’s cock twitched inside of Morgan’s pussy, which began to strangle his shaft. Between her steadily tightening hold and the gravity of Mike’s body, he struggled to keep moving.
So Mike did that for him too. He put one hand on Joe’s hip and fused them together with a grunt, burying himself as deep as he could go. He locked his cock against Joe’s prostate as if he had some kind of stud-finder made for just that sort of thing.
Then he lunged forward, using Joe’s body to fuck Morgan.
Her eyes flew open as she realized what they were doing, pleasing her in tandem. Her pink lips formed an O right before her head flew back and her open palms smacked the rug on either side of them. It was the most beautiful thing Joe had ever seen, his wife flying apart, turned on by their primal and honest need for each other and their friends.
He would never get tired of seeing it. Not after fifteen years or a thousand.
And when her pussy wrung his cock, massaging it as she exploded, it was impossible to resist joining her. He tried to warn Mike, but a garbled shout was the only thing that burst from his constricted throat.
“Hell yeah,” Mike growled. “Come hard in her. Flood that pussy. Show her how much you love being inside her while I fuck you.”
Joe could do that. He let go of everything, worry, fear, and even pleasure. He stopped thinking for one moment of pure bliss and simply felt amazing.
His entire body clenched, then shook as if he was having a seizure. Overwhelmed, every part of him surrendered to the moment and the feelings his loved ones were giving him.