DoubleTeamHer (5 page)

She didn’t say a word. She simply smiled in that wicked way
and palmed my breasts. Her mouth delved in the crook of my neck and a burst of
moans escaped my lips. I closed my eyes and pushed the screaming, hoots and
hollers of the crowd to the back of my mind while her exploration moved lower.
Across my shoulder, down to my collarbone, between my tits.

When she lifted my breast to her mouth and sucked on my
nipple I came undone. The bars warmed beneath my hands and I held on so tightly
my fingers went numb.

I arched my upper body toward her. “Take more in your mouth.
Please. More.”

First she nibbled on my areola. Then she sucked it into her
mouth, along with a sizable portion of the flesh around it, and circled her
tongue around my nipple. Her free hand lifted my other mound and she rolled the
knot between her thumb and finger. The crowd’s explosive response drowned out
my scream of pleasure.

I couldn’t tolerate this overwhelming need for more. If her
purpose was to keep me begging, I’d gladly beg until sunup. But only if she
granted me something yummy with each plea.

“Giovanna.
Please
just do it. My clit is throbbing so
badly. Taste me now.”

“This is amazing, so sexy. I thought I could hold off and
tease you for an hour but there’s no way.” Thank goodness she started trailing
kisses down my belly or I’d be throwing her on the floor and humping her pussy
with mine. She squatted, dipped her tongue into my navel and set her line of
vision straight between my breasts. Her voice rose over the music and cheers.
“What a view. I can see why you’re the most popular stripper in Miami.”

I wiggled my hips and rose on tiptoe to get her mouth closer
to my pussy. “Thank you. But for god’s sake, could you just lick me before I
explode?”

Giovanna laughed and held my hips still. She rained kisses
back and forth from one hip to the other, stopping in the middle to rub her
nose just above my pussy and inhale.

“You smell luscious. Perfume and pussy.” Her hand slipped
under my thong. I couldn’t hear the ripping sound but the nylon scratched my
pelvis and cunt. She tossed the G-string aside, leaving me completely naked.

All I had time to do was gasp before she glided her tongue
downward and pushed it through my slit.

“Oh… Wow.” Giddiness overtook me again. My fingers and toes
curled.

Gio’s moan vibrated through my cunt. She alternated brushing
her tongue over my clit with plunging it into my vagina. But that didn’t last
long. Two fingers, then three, filled me. Her mouth remained on my clit while
she finger-fucked me. I struggled to keep my eyes open yet I somehow managed to
look down and watch her. Rich strands flowed across her back. I got glimpses of
her naked breasts, the nipples taut, dark knots.

Our eyes met. The rabid thirst I detected there told me she
clearly enjoyed eating pussy. And oh how I enjoyed getting eaten by a woman,
eating
a woman too as I’d done earlier.

I tangled my fingers in the hair at the back of her head and
held her face to my pussy the way she’d done to me in the back room. Her silky
strands brushed the insides of my thighs while she did quick flicks over my
clit. I couldn’t press her face hard enough against me. My need for an orgasm
grew more intense. I wanted her all around me. Inside me.

The image of our lovemaking in the party room flashed in my
head. Along with Giovanna’s increasing aggression, it pushed me to the crest.
There was no going back. I was going to come right here in front of all these
people.

“Eat my cunt.” I moved my hips in a circular motion. Lust
drove me to writhe and grind and growl. “Yes. Mmm, fuck yes.”

Frank’s voice sounded off in the distance somewhere. It had
that urgent note to it that meant he was about to come too. It didn’t faze me
when the warm wetness of his cum splattered my back and ass.

The patrons howled their approval.

He’d jacked off and come. I knew Frank well enough to
conclude that Gio’s demand that he leave us alone had made him crazy with
horniness.

My own release loomed just out of reach. I couldn’t grip the
bar any longer. I held her head with both of my hands and rammed my crotch into
her face so violently it had to suffocate her.

Yes, that’s what I needed. To take control of Giovanna and
make her make me come.

I growled and slid down the bars, taking her with me while
keeping her between my legs. My cum-coated back hit the floor but I barely
noticed. Nothing—
nothing
—could distract me or deprive me of my first
woman-on-woman-only orgasm.

The crowd went silent as if to hold their breath, waiting
for “the” moment. Or was that my imagination? Was I so focused on Giovanna that
an imaginary silence surrounded me, dreamlike and surreal?

It didn’t matter. I was almost there. I held her face to my
pussy and she responded by fingering me and licking me faster, almost with
brutal force. I rocked my hips and met her thrusts with equal force.

Then I shattered. Completely and utterly shattered and
screamed and thrashed on the cage floor. Powerful spasms sent a flood of
unbelievable pleasure through my pussy and groin.

When I came down from my high, Gio laid her head on my
breasts and panted. Her mouth was glazed with white cream and her eyes with
passion. “
That
was beautiful. You tasted so yummy.”

Clapping and cheers rang out.

Frank was back on his knees, peering through the bars,
gripping them white-knuckled. Sweat shimmered over his neck and face, his hair
damp. “Son of a bitch. Get your asses out of there. Now. I’m taking you home
with me and I’m going to fuck the hell out of both of you.”

I held Gio to my breasts, loving the softness of her body
against mine, the leather of her lower dress dragging over my soaked pussy. We
both burst out in a boisterous giggle that mingled with the whistles and
chattering.

Then it finally hit me. Was this what had been missing in my
life?

We helped each other off the floor. I peered over the crowd
where Starla swung around the pole. Her eyes shifted our way. She had a scowl
on her pretty face, and rightly so because her stage had maybe three or four
people around it. Not two hours ago I’d been on that very stage with
practically the whole club swarming around me but I’d been so bored to tears
and wondering what that sense of emptiness was inside me.

So I’d been surrounded by hot chicks for over a year now here
at Puss ’N Tush and it had taken me this long to realize I wanted a woman in my
life?

Huh. Flabbergasting.

Does this mean I’m
bisexual
?

I combed my fingers through my hair and mumbled to myself,
just low enough so Gio couldn’t hear me. “Dammit, I’m so confused. Is this just
play, experimentation or for real?”

Well there was only one way to find out. Keep it up. Test
myself.

I thought of Frank and our marriage, how I’d been such a
selfish bitch and totally screwed him over.

A warm sensation flooded my chest, recalling how he’d fucked
me in the party room. Only now my pulse skipped a beat thinking of him watching
me and Gio make love in front of him with a huge and rowdy crowd observing us.
I’d enjoyed teasing him and getting back that feeling of being in his life
again even if it had been while I’d eaten pussy for the first time in my life.

But could I tolerate watching him touch Giovanna, kiss her,
make love to her? I chewed on my lip. I admitted I wanted to be able to make
love to her, but I didn’t want him to do the same.

My gaze met Frank’s through the bars that had separated him
from me and Giovanna. Something passed between us though I couldn’t put my
finger on it.

Did he still have feelings for me? Did he still love me?

He swung his gaze to Gio. Envy ruined that special moment. I
scanned her perfection. Yes. She was hot as hell and Frank definitely had eyes
for her too.

“Crap. I’ve lost him.”
And I’ve also lost myself. What
the hell is wrong with me?

The three of us stumbled through Frank’s apartment door in a
tangle of limbs and torn clothes. Jazmine’s musky fragrance wafted from behind
me while Frank’s faint cologne filled my nostrils as I kissed his throat and
jaw.

“Damn, you two drove me out of my fucking mind. Cruel to do
that to me.” He guided us to his bedroom where we fell together on the
comforter. He kissed me deeply, his lips tender but commanding. The flavor of
whiskey flowed over my tongue, giving me a buzz resembling a good drunk.

Or could the overindulgence feeling be due to Jaz’s curves
pressed along my back and Frank’s hard frame beneath me?

Of course it was.

Excitement overwhelmed me. Butterflies tickled my belly. My
fantasy of being sandwiched would happen in minutes, before this late night
broke into dawn.

Frank pulled Jazmine toward him. Her face perched over my
shoulder and her breasts pressed into my upper back, warming my bare flesh.
Then he gave her the same long kiss as he’d given me.

He came up for air. “But hell if it didn’t get me going. You
can’t get out of it now. Uh-uh. I’m having you this time.
Both
of you.”

I giggled and licked his lips. “Even after jacking off in
front of everyone and um…taking it to completion?”

“Hey don’t forget about me. I’m right here.” Jaz rubbed her
pussy against my rump and bit the nape of my neck.

Moist heat coated my mound. I quivered at the slight pain of
the bite. “Oh I definitely know that.”

Frank pushed us off him and we rolled together across the
bed. “Wait. I forgot. I have a surprise. They’re brand new.” He got up and
sauntered naked across the room. His stiff cock pressed into his taut stomach when
he bent and riffled through a dresser drawer.

Jaz moaned while I played with her nipples. “Mmm, I love
surprises.”

“As if I didn’t know
that
already.” He set a box on
the bed. It resembled a miniature pirate’s chest with leather straps and an
iron clasp.

I scrambled to my knees. Jazmine did the same. The latch was
tight but I fiddled with it until it came loose. The lid squeaked when I lifted
it.

Jaz and I gasped in unison.

“Whoa.”

“Wow.”

It was filled with flavored tubes of lube, standard
vibrators, strap-ons, clit butterflies, kegel balls, anal toys, ass plugs, chin
and regular dildos and double dongs. And a few anomalous items I’d never seen
before.

Frank folded his arms. “Well what do ya think?”

Jaz lifted a strap-on from the box. The harnesses were
leather-studded but the dick wasn’t really a dick at all. It was thin, rippled
and only about three to four inches long. “I think it’s time to party.”

Party wasn’t the word for it. I needed to bypass all that
celebration nonsense and get on with the sex. Desperation for a quick finale
drove me to reach down, push two fingers through Jaz’s slit and sink them
inside her.

The sound that tore from her throat resonated through the
room. Her eyelids closed and fluttered opened. She gripped the bedcovers and stared
at the ceiling, panting and thrusting her hips upward in quick motions.

I went wild finger-fucking her. My pussy muscles and rectum
contracted. The image of Frank’s cock filling my cunt and Jazmine entering my
ass with this toy turned me on like crazy. I fought to breathe.

“Oh my god.” I pulled my fingers out of Jazmine’s pussy. “My
double-team fantasy with a man and woman. It’s really going to happen.”

Frank chose a tube of lube and set the box aside. “Damn
right. That was the plan.”

“Well what are we waiting for?” Jazmine giggled and secured
the anal strap-on around her waist and between her legs with the narrow rear belt
up the crack of her ass. The thin contraption hugged her perfect body.

My clitoris swelled.
So fucking sexy.

Frank flipped the lube cap open. He squeezed a glob into his
hand and lobbed the tube across the bed. His eyes glittered. He stared at me
and palmed his cock, a slurping noise sounding in the room.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to get off in
seconds. We’re gonna blanket your hot little body front and back until you
scream and come over and over and over.”

For a brief moment I regarded Jazmine’s expression. Was that
a flash of jealousy in her eyes?

I shivered, not caring. My fantasy was all that mattered. It
drove me to ignore her and play with my clit. Pleasure rippled in my pelvis and
through my body all the way to my toes, fingers and nipples. The nubs
tightened. My mouth watered. Warm cream trickled from my vagina.

“I can
not
wait. Let’s do it. Now,” I said.

Jaz squirted lube in her hand and slathered it onto the slender
anal penis. What a turn-on to see a chick with a cock toy belted around her. It
mixed male with female, and that made me crazy-horny.

She slid her arm around my waist, drew me close and lifted
my breast with her other hand. Her mouth closed over the knot but she avoided
licking it.

“Jesus. I’m so ready for this.” Frank massaged his penis and
watched us with an expression of torture on his face.

I pressed my finger to my lips. “Shh. Wait your turn.”

A long moan sounded in his throat. He closed his eyes and
jerked on his cock faster.

The warmth and dampness of Jazmine’s tongue circled the skin
surrounding the edge of my areola. I whimpered, longing for the moment her
tongue would touch the sensitive tip. It seemed to take forever. My nipples burned.
Finally a wet, rigid flutter teased my nipple. She followed that by biting down
with perfect gentleness that only a woman would know.

The cry of ecstasy that flowed from my lips added to my yearning.
It sounded sexy and wild with hunger. I tangled my fingers in her hair and
nestled her closer. “Ah. That feels so good. But I can’t wait any longer. I
want you both inside me.”

I pushed her away, noticing a switch on the flat area of the
strap-on.

Ah, it vibrates. I’m definitely going to “come over and
over and over” as Frank said.

Frank set a knee on the bed. He fell to the mattress,
pulling us down with him. “Son of a bitch, this is every man’s dream.”

His greasy cock brushed my thigh. I’d had it in me so many
times I couldn’t count but this time would be different. At the same time I’d
have my ass stimulated by Jazmine.

“Let’s go, baby. Do it to me now.” I reached across Frank
and fisted my hand in Jaz’s hair. My nipple grazed his. He hissed and cursed
under his breath. I pulled Jaz closer. Her eyes sparkled but when she gave
Frank a sidelong look, something else sparked in them—was it hesitation and
that same gleam of jealousy I’d detected earlier?

Actually I didn’t care if it was one, the other or both. I
wanted what I wanted and that included her
and
him. Besides, he was
mine, not hers. She’d had her chance with him during their marriage, and
according to Frank she’d screwed that up by digging him into an abyss of debt.

So I gave a mental shrug and captured her mouth with mine
before she could speak up and protest or have time to change her mind.

Jazmine’s sweet flavor flowed over my tongue just as it had
at the club. Wow she was such a sexpot. I could understand if Frank still had
feelings for her, and I totally got why she’d been named Puss ’N Tush’s star
stripper. Good for her. Good for the customers.

But at the moment she was mine. Not Frank’s, not anybody’s
but mine. I owned them both.

With her mouth still sealed to mine I stepped a knee over
Frank and straddled him. I lifted my butt so I didn’t rub the lube off his
penis. I needed it to fill me without resistance. The thought of them both
entering me, exploring my asshole and cunt at the same time with the slickness
on their cocks was partly what had spurred me to reach for Jaz so I could kiss
her again.

The other part was of course being in control of them both all
at once. Being the star of the show instead of Jazmine.

The head of Frank’s penis pushed through my slit and probed
my cunt. The sensual combination of kissing a woman while a cock poised at my
vaginal opening completely aroused me. I sat up and pulled Jaz closer, rubbing
my pussy up and down Frank’s shaft. He hissed at the same moment Jaz’s moan
vibrated against my lips. I moaned too, impatient to have her tits pressed on
my back and that toy buried inside me.

“Come here. Get behind me.” I pulled on Jazmine’s arm and
studied the juncture between my legs. As Jazmine got into position, she slid
the anal toy along Frank’s cock. “
Such
a turn-on.”

Frank cupped my breasts and rolled my nipples between his
fingers. His eyes were glazed with longing but I noticed how his gaze shifted
over my shoulder. To check out Jazmine, no doubt.

Whatever.

“Mm-
hm
, it is.” He squeezed my breasts and urged me
down for a quick kiss. “I didn’t think a cock rubbing over mine could ever be
my thing but damn if it ain’t hot as hell.”

I laughed, reached for Jaz’s hands and wrapped her arms
around my waist. “Hug me. Rub those nice big tits over my back and bury that
thing in my ass.”

She tucked her chin in the nape of my neck. “Frank, honey,
get inside her before I do. I want to hear that sound you always make when you
sink it all the way in just like you did with me tonight at the club.”

Honey? Oh please.

“You got it, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart? This is starting to make me sick.

Really, it didn’t matter to me. Even though they still
seemed to have some sort of emotional connection he was mine no matter how much
she—or he—might think otherwise. For now I had to see what a double-penetration
orgasm would feel like with a man and a woman.

And I needed her for that whether these two had feelings for
each other or not.

“Damn, you two are going to make me blow before we even
finish.” He took my hips in his hands and lifted me so the tip of his cock
probed my pussy. By this time my cunt was so wet I didn’t need the lube but I’d
take it anyway.

All the more nasty and hot.

I had little time to savor that thought. Frank slammed me
down on his cock. A scream tore from my throat. I didn’t expect him to impale
me in one motion. It took me by complete surprise so I slapped my hands onto
his hard pecs to steady myself.

The tip of his penis put pressure on my G-spot and the girth
of the base grazed my clitoris. The distant climax teased me but I relaxed my
pussy muscles to control it. I held my breath. If I let it out I feared I’d
come before Jaz even got the butt toy inside me.

Frank panted, his brow glistening with sweat. His cock
twitched inside me, and based on our many sessions of lovemaking I knew that
meant he tried to delay his release too. “Don’t know how long I can hold on.”

Jazmine moaned and tightened her arms around me. She
alternated kissing my neck with nibbling on my shoulder. “I wondered if this
toy was going to be my thing but it’s totally turning me on.”

Frank and I said together, “Oh, me too.”

Jaz dragged the thin cock along the crack of my ass and bit
my earlobe. My hole tingled and dilated while a tremor rippled down my back.
Her warm breath tickled my ear and stirred the hair at the nape of my neck.

She whispered, “Ready?”

I closed my eyes and inhaled. “Yes. Oh my god yes.”

Frank coaxed me to bounce on his cock in slow movements.
“Relax your asshole and lean forward.”

Forget the instructions. I just needed Jazmine to hurry and
stick that thing in me so I could see what it was like, experiment and test my
reaction.

Jazmine kept her tits against my back and pressed me forward
so I had no choice but to lean my elbows on either side of Frank’s head. My
breasts were squashed. The sparse hairs on his chest were soft against my
nipples. It sent a tremor of excitement through my body and straight to my
clit.

Frank’s perusal trekked to my right where Jaz’s head perched
over my shoulder. Emotions of some sort glinted in his eyes but again I didn’t
care to examine it, didn’t give a shit about anything except achieving my goal.

He stopped jacking himself off with my pussy and held me close.
“Do it, Jaz. Sink that thing in her ass. But slowly. Let her get used to it.”

I’m going to get used to it all right. This is just the
beginning.

I dove into a kiss and our tongues dueled, mouths sucking
mouths. He groaned while Jaz worked her hand between me and Frank. She massaged
my tit and her palm rubbed in circles around my nipple.

Then the moment I’d been waiting for…

Jaz pushed the slick anal toy past my rectum. Slowly as
Frank had ordered. Completely. So deep her pelvic bones nestled against my butt
cheeks. There could be nothing more staggering than this sensation of being
filled front and back at the same time. I alternated tightening my muscles with
relaxing them. I teetered on the brink of orgasm.

Frank’s nostrils flared. He sucked air through clamped
teeth.

“Mmm.” Jazmine kissed and licked my neck. The softness of
her lips and the fanning of her breath in my ear sent prickles of pleasure to
my scalp and down my spine. She withdrew the cock then impaled it in my ass
again.

Frank followed Jaz’s rhythm. He lifted me and lowered me
down on his erection in time with her delicate plunging and receding.

Those prickles Jaz had started at my neck launched
excitement through my blood and settled in my groin and ass, centered between
them in a space where I’d never experienced the thrill of orgasm before.

My eyes crossed, the lids heavy. I couldn’t suppress the
animal cry that erupted from my throat.

“All set?” Jazmine whispered.

I nodded. “You have no idea how ‘set’ I am.”

A muscle tightened in Frank’s jaw. The pressure of his
scrotum cradling my lower labia moved to that sensitive, elusive spot. The
pre-cum tremor in his sac warned of his coming climax just as it had during
prior sex between the two of us. It shuddered along my pussy lips and up the toy’s
length.