Dirty Hot Mess
(An Erotic Short Story)
By Summer Ellis
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Dirty Hot Mess
"I think cold natured girls are better in bed. I mean, their skin is more sensitive, right, so -" Linda took a hit, choking down the heady smoke until she couldn't hold it anymore. "They're bound to be more responsive."
The weed was more pungent than she remembered from past experience, the slide into vertigo much faster. Of course, she hadn't smoked in years. Her eyes watered and the inevitable coughing fit turned into laughter. "Holy shit! Where does your mom get her stuff?"
She watched as her god daughter, Macy, passed the pipe to Ben. Only twenty-one and Macy was already following in her mother's heartbreaker footsteps with a new puppy following her home every week.
Macy shrugged. "I get it for her, from the gardener on campus. Why do you think my mom wanted me to come home for a visit so soon? I mean, we just started classes." She laid her head back against the bathtub, smiling to herself. "The family that tokes together, spokes together. That's my brother's stupid line to promote the link between family bonding time, the lines of communication staying open, and all that. Do you smoke pot with your kids too?"
Linda grinned too. "My angels would never smoke weed, thank you very much."
"Whatever!" Macy rolled her eyes. "I know for a fact that one of your little angels has the devil's tail tattooed on his ass."
Ben, almost forgotten in his silence, eyed them both, still lost in the previous conversation. "I don't know about cold girls, but--"
"Not cold girls!" Linda reached over Macy to swat at him. "Cold natured girls, as in, they're always wearing sweaters. Why do you think librarians get such a reputation, huh? Haven't you noticed they're always pictured wearing a cardigan and their nipples are hard like they could mine for gold without a pickaxe? Jeez, what kind of man are you?"
"Oh, he's a man alright." Macy grinned. "He came so deep inside me last night, I had to swallow to make sure it didn't leak out the other end."
Both women howled with laughter as Ben turned a strange shade of burgundy.
Linda wiped tears from her eyes. "Oh god, I can't believe you just said that! You've got a foul mouth, young lady."
Ben smirked, the retaliatory gleam turning his eyes a bright blue. "Mouth? You should see her ass. Pretty as you please and twice as tight."
Macy slapped his shoulder. "Shut up!"
Linda sat there, her mouth gaping. "Are you serious? You take it in the ass?"
"Not anymore, I don't." Macy glared.
"Seriously." Linda sat up straight. "I want to know. I've always been curious, but never really had the courage to try it. Do you, you know, like it?"
Macy shrugged. "I guess. It was different. It felt … full. Ben's a big guy, so it was uncomfortable for awhile." Her smile was naughty. "I screamed when I came, though. The idea of it was so dirty - it got me excited. When he dialed my number just right, the phone rang loud and clear, you know?"
Linda's eyes widened. "Well shit. I guess I'll have to try it sometime."
"Let Ben do it." Macy grinned. "He'll have you coming so many ways, you'll lose count."
"You want me to have sex with your boyfriend?"
"We're not exclusive." Macy shrugged and Linda looked to Ben.
His brows rose and he chuckled. "Fuck yeah. I'm in, if you are. I'll lay you across that countertop right now. You can watch everything through the mirror."
"Here? I--"
A door slammed at the other end of the house. "Macy? I'm home, honey."
"Oh shit Macy, it's your dad." Linda snatched up the rag and started cleaning the countertops, as if wiping away a dirty film left by her fantasies.
Macy's father appeared in the bathroom door. "There you are. What are all of you doing in the bathroom?"
Jackson Herrington had always been a sexy guy. He smiled at Linda, and she smiled back, familiar warmth spreading through her heart. He'd also always been her husband's best friend - until recently. She avoided those thoughts and went back to wiping down the sinks.
Macy popped up and gave her daddy a hug. "We're just chatting with Aunt Linda, while she finishes up. You know, school, sex, the usual."
His eyebrows shot up. "The usual?"
"Come on, Daddy. I'm of age."
"It would help if you wouldn't call me Daddy when we're discussing - that word."
Macy laughed. "What about phrases, like doing it or taking it up the ass? Did you know Aunt Linda's never had it up the ass before?"
"Jesus, Macy! No phrases either - God, I'm old."
Linda cringed in mortification and Jack glanced sideways at her. "I don't know what to say - I'm sorry?"
She shrugged, laughing it off. "It's okay, Daddy."
There was a momentary pause before he grinned, relaxing back against the door. "So this is what you talk about with my daughter, Lin? I guess, since Macy put it out there, I'm curious. Why haven't you?"
"Why haven't I what?"
He chuckled. "Why haven't you ever shared your chocolate kiss?"
"Oh jeez, very classy, Jack." Linda moved into the bedroom, away from the uncomfortable discussion. "I just never had the courage, I guess. Can we just leave it at that?"
"I just can't believe you and Sully..." He shook his head, turning the conversation back to more playful ground before the name could sink in too deep. "It's not so bad, you know."
"Oh, really? Take it up the ass a lot, do you, Jack? Why don't we talk about that and leave my kisses, of any flavor, out of it?"
The joke went flat under the anger in her voice, and she moved to the other side of the room, dusting, as the others shuffled their feet in the silence. Uncomfortable and unable to fix it, Macy and Ben threw her a wave and cleared out. Instigating little bastards.
"Linda." Jack sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing one of her hands before she could reach for another knickknack to polish. "Lin, I didn't mean to embarrass you."
She wouldn't look at him, but he persisted, tipping her face up. "I'm sorry for teasing you in front of the kids, but since we're here, I want to ask you why you're going through with this." He took the rag from her hand and tossed it away. "You're our friend, or family, or whatever you want to call it. You're not our goddamn maid."
She pulled away. "Now I'm both. At least you don't have to worry about me stealing anything - except your weed, of course."
"I'm serious. You're smart, educated. Hell, your ass has higher qualifications than this. Why?"
"I have a problem with authority figures and my ass will spread if I sit behind a desk, so I clean."
"I'm going to spread your ass if you don't give me a real answer."
He tugged a hand through his hair, frustration etched across his handsome face.
He'd always had the prettiest hair she'd ever seen on a man. A rush of affection flowed through her as she remembered happier, naughtier times with his wife and her husband - all of them together.
Back when all of them were in college together, Camille would take Jack's dick and Linda would straddle his mouth, just so she could watch his hair spread over the pillow while his tongue worked its magic. Come to think of it, when they shared Sully, she liked it the same way. There was just something about looking down between her thighs and seeing a man with sexy eyes and pretty hair looking back up that really did it for her.
The memories took the sting out of his warning.
"Oh my goodness, is that a threat, Jackson? You remember how much I like it when you threaten me." She laughed, taunting him as she picked up the rag and went back to dusting his bedroom. "Tell me, in detail, what you're going to do to me."
His hands materialized on her waist, spreading down her hips to push her against the dresser as he nipped at her neck from behind. "Alright, but don't forget, you asked for it."
The breath went out of her as he kicked her legs apart, pressing into her.
He growled against her ear, sexy and low. "I'm going to take you into my study and paddle your ass until I get a straight answer. Then, and only then, will I reward you with what you've been wanting all along."
"And that is?"
"Don't try and play coy with me, sweetheart. I know you too well. You know you want to be fucked in the ass, just to see what it's like - If you're a good girl, I'll show you."
She chuckled. "Are you sure that's a reward? Is there really such a thing as an ass-gasm?"
"Have I ever left you cold?" His hands eased around, unzipping her jeans and slipping them off her hips, along with her silken panties. His already straining cock pushed at her bare ass from within his pants. He stripped the rest of her clothes off, stroking and squeezing body parts that hadn't had the pleasure of his touch in quite a while.
"I thought you were taking me to the study?"
"I am, but this is part of your punishment for not telling me the truth. You'll just have to hope and pray Macy and her friend aren't around. Go on." He shifted away and prodded her towards the door.
"Jesus, Jackson. I can't - we can't -"
"Macy said it herself, she's of age now. She knows that you and Sully stayed over when she was a kid, and as an adult, I'm sure she's connected the dots."
"It just seems so wrong."
"I know. That's what makes it fun. Now move. You're not getting out of this."
Goosebumps settled across her skin as she tiptoed from one end of the massive house to the other, glancing around every corner before hurrying to the next.
"Your cute little ass jiggles when you walk like that."
She glared over her shoulder. "If Macy sees me, you're dead meat. And jiggling is off the compliment board, by the way! We're not in college anymore. It means something totally different when applied to a forty-five year old ass."
She squeaked as he gave it a slap.
"Looks like the same ass to me."
Her smile came unbidden. He'd always known just what to say. It was one of the reasons Camille always said she fell in love with him, and still loved him today. Linda loved him too, but it was different. She missed Sullivan.
Jack brought her attention back to the moment, pulling an aluminum ruler from his desk and motioned her to follow him to his chair. "Now... It's time to get down to business."
"Oh no you don't! That thing will seriously hurt!"
His eyebrow quirked. "What part of punishment did you not understand?"
"Punishment? More like torture!"
"Call it what you will. You're the one that won't talk." He shrugged. "It's your choice, tell me the truth or take it like a woman."
She considered. He wouldn't stop until he found out. But that ruler was wicked looking and she was already getting wet. "Do your worst, blackheart, if you can."
The ruler smacked the desk when he tossed it, skidding across the top. He snatched her up off her feet, as she prepared to take off running, and dragged her to his chair. He laid her across his lap, kicking and fighting, until the first slap, administered by his blistering hot hand, brought a sigh of pleasure from her mouth.
The metallic rasp of the ruler's being picked up off the desk sent a shiver up her spine, and she settled down, ready for her real spanking.
Jack hesitated. "I'll ask you again. What's going on?"
"I'm having an affair with Mr. Clean." The sharp smack of the metal against her flesh brought tears to her eyes and cream to her pussy. He paddled her hard, striping a stinging crisscross pattern down her thighs. "Ow! Alright. I'll tell you the truth. It's the scrubbing bubbles. They're just so damn fizzy; it's addicting."
"Goddammit, Lin." He tossed the ruler, using his hand to punish her without inhibition. "Camille and I love you, and we're both worried."
"I can tell." She wiggled her butt, provoking him. She squeezed her eyes shut, holding back the tears puddling in her eyes as he spanked her harder, his whole arm pulling all the way back before delivering the blows. She knew him. He wouldn't stop until she broke. She counted on it.
"Lin, tell me, baby. What's wrong?"
"Please, Jackson."
A drawer opened behind her, and she tensed. "Jack?"
"What, dammit?"
"Are you stopping?"
"Are you ready to tell me what's on your mind?"
She swallowed, her mind going in a half dozen directions at once. She didn't want to tell him anything, and the sound of that drawer opening had sent her imagination into overdrive. "No."
Something big and hard pressed into her pussy, stretching it in such a delicious way.
"Jeez, since when do you keep a dil - Ahhh!"
There was a click and vibrations pulsed through her as his hand returned to paddling her, over and over. The mix was unbearable. His hand smacked her flesh, causing fire to race across her bottom, even as every glancing blow drove the vibrator into her pussy, like a delicious sledgehammer. She cried out, moaning, sobbing as pain stained her pleasure and overrode her senses.
"It's okay. Just let it go, sweetheart."
His free hand ceased punishing and traced the reddened stripes over her ass as if following a roadmap to her heat. He flicked her clit with a single finger and that was all it took. She went off like the fireworks at New Years.
"Oh my god! Jackson!"
"Tell me how good it is, baby. That's right."
Her loud moans were incoherent as he abandoned the pulsing vibrator deep inside her, fingering her clit with one hand while stroking her sore bottom with the other, until the orgasm wore down.
Slipping the vibe out, he sat her up on his lap and he held her face between his hands. With everything between them stripped away and laid bare, he pleaded with her.
"Please, Lin."
She glanced outside, watching the autumn leaves tap against the windowpane. Sully had loved this time of year, the kids going back to school, football starting, and holidays rolling around. God, she missed him.
"I got a letter from the Bank. They're going to take the house if I don't catch up on the payments by the thirty-first of next month, and I can't make enough money if I'm sitting on my ass for eight hours a day in an office."
“If you need money, we can loan you money,” Jack offered, still cupping her face in his hands.
“Camille wanted to loan me the money, but I didn't want it for free, so I told her I'd clean the house for her for a year. She argued, of course. Then, the bitches at the club found out. The truth is, they're willing to pay double for my humiliation. I may be a horrible housekeeper, but they all want to be able to say that snotty Linda Kaminski has been reduced to getting down on her hands and knees to scrub their toilets for their spare change. Anyway, I'm hoping to make enough off them that I don't have to take the loan, but I'm cleaning here just in case. I'm just doing what I have to do, Jackson."
He shook his head in frustration. "Fuck those bitches. What about the life insurance? I know Sully made sure you were taken care of."
"It's all tied up in red tape. Something about the way he died, they're trying to say his death disqualified his benefits. The lawyers are working on it, but I can't wait."
"Oh, baby. Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want it to be like this. I was hoping everything would work itself out. I haven't even told Jace and Kylie. They need to focus on college right now, test scores, not bank notices."
"Well, Sully is probably swinging his ghostly leg at my ass right now. I promised him, Lin, I promised."
"You can't carry two mortgages, Jack."
"The hell I can't. Other than Camille, you're the most important woman in my life Lin, so don't try and tell me I can't take care of you. I'll turn you back over my knee and paint your ass purple."
She smiled. "I love you Jackson, but it's not going to kill me to scrub a few toilets. Besides, the maid always has dirt on her employers. When this is all straightened out, I’ll have plenty of ammo to shut those bitches up if they want to come at me. Anyway, you'll just have to deal with this arrangement, for a while." She wiggled her sore bottom on his lap with a cheeky grin.
His chuckle was warm, comforting. "I have no doubt you can handle them, but I'm making the call, so you can just deal with that." His hand slipped between the two of them, unbuttoning his pants. "If you feel like you absolutely have to earn the money, I'm not opposed to a payment plan between the two of us, or maybe the three of us, like old times."
She grinned, turning to face him, hanging her legs off either side of the chair. She wiggled closer, pressing her warmth into his lap, saturating the front of his pants with her desire. "I always thought that if I'd been in the business, I'd have been a high priced call girl. Looks like I was right. It's a big mortgage, Jack."
"Having sampled your work, I'm confident you're worth every penny." He shifted, slipping dick out of his pants and into her waiting sheath. "You're so hot. Why the fuck is your pussy always so hot?"
He arched upward, pushing into her until there was no more left, filling her with every inch he had to give. Both of their heads fell back in gratification as the familiar feelings flooded them. "I don't know. Probably for the same reason your cock always stretches me like a fist. God, you're so fucking big."
He chuckled. "Nice of you to say so."
"Shut up and fuck me, Jackson."
He pumped into her, sucking her nipple into his mouth to hold between his teeth, flicking his tongue with the same rhythm his dick took to her pussy. She moaned.
"More."
"You want more? Greedy girl." He pulled out long enough to press his middle finger into her dripping wet pussy, gathering her cream to moisten it, before reaching around. His dick thrust back inside her even as his finger pressed into her from behind. The sensation rocked her, left her breathless.
"Oh. My. God."
He kissed a line down her throat, giving her time to adjust, his finger remaining very still even as he thrust deep and slow into her pussy. "How is that? More enough for you?"
"Oh yes. That's... that's indescribable. How can one finger feel so full? Should I...?" She moved a little, and a jolt of sensation rocked her world from both points of contact, her muscles clenching around his finger and dick simultaneously. It was amazing. "Oh yes, I should."
He grinned, nipping at her lips. "Oh, there's more."
His finger began to work with his other movements, gentle at first. "I love how your body tightens around me. I think it likes our new game."
He brought his free hand between them, applied his thumb to her clit, and in an instant her world detonated again. She cried out, going wild, and he tightened his arm around her hips. "Oh yeah, baby, fuck me."
His finger began moving harder, faster, matching his cock, sending her into another orgasm, new shudders blending with those that hadn't even ended. Her body bowed up against him as he played it like a song.
"Jackson!"
"Fuck yes, baby!" He thrust deep, and she felt the wash of his cum inside her as his body pressed against hers, trembling in his release.
He leaned back, dragging her with him to lie boneless across his chest as they both caught their breath. He stroked her back with his free hand. "See... not so bad, right?"
"You were right, not so bad." She chuckled. "So, just as soon as I can move, I'll bend you over the desk and let you have your turn."
He laughed, kissing the side of her neck. "Alright."
She lifted her head to look at him. "Serious?"
"I've never done it before either, but turn about is fair play, I guess; and I trust you, so I might as well see what all the fuss is about, right? Why don't you stay over tonight? After dinner, Camille and I will introduce you to the real thing, and then the two of you can experiment on me, if you want."
She laughed. Over the years Jack and Sully had teased each other mercilessly about who would be the first to take it up the ass. "I guess Sully won the bet."
He kissed her, soft and slow. "I guess so. I meant what I said. We love you, Lin. You were my best friend's wife, and still are my wife's best friend. You're the only other woman to ever enter our bed. Please, if not for us, then for Sully, let me help."
Linda nodded and tears from his unexpected tenderness gathered in her eyes. "Okay. You're right. Thank you."
"You don't have to thank family, baby. Just love us, like you always have, and let us be there for you. We all miss him. We don't want to lose you too."
They sat there a long time, holding each other, talking, and letting the memories comfort them. Linda finally sat up. "I need to move. I'm already stiff."
"Unfortunately, I'm not. I was hoping for round two."
They both groaned, extracting themselves from the chair. "Jeez, this was easier when we were younger."
"Stop whining." He tweaked her ass. "At least we haven't had to call a script for Viagra yet."
"Yet."
"Shut up."
They laughed and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Linda borrowed some clothes from Camille's closet, and by the time Cam made it home from the office, they'd managed to whip up a passable imitation of authentic Italian.
"Lin! " Camille immediately dropped her bags on the counter and came around for a hug. "Oh, I'm so glad to see you. How are you, honey?"
"Holy cow, Cam, have you been working out? You're so strong."
"I've missed you. I haven't talked to you in weeks!"
Linda laughed. "Uh, try one week, less than one. I saw you on Friday."
"Well it's still too long. Hi, sweetheart." She kissed her husband and settled in at the counter. "So what's going on?"
Linda smiled. "Jack convinced me to take the loan and stop being an idiot."
"Oh good, I'm glad to hear it. I have a surprise, too. I was going to call you tonight anyway, because they're looking for an executive coordinator at the office. I've already told them about you, and they'd like to meet with you on Monday if you're interested."
"Thank you, Cam. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it -"
"Oh hush! You don't have to, and you know it."
"Well, I was going to say I couldn't tell you so I'd have to show you, but if you're not interested, I guess I'll just head home now."
Camille's eyes twinkled. "You're sleeping over?"
"If you don't think it'll be too crowded in your new bed. Nice, by the way."
She clapped her hands and grabbed Linda in a huge bear hug. "Of course there's room. I know it's been hard, but we've missed you Lin."
"I've missed you too." She pulled back, looking into Camille's eyes. "I wasn't sure if you'd still want me over, to share Jack, since I didn't have anyone to share anymore."
Camille's eyes filled. "Sullivan was a wonderful man, and no one, besides you or Jack, ever made me feel so complete. I loved him and I'll miss him, but I would never push you out of our lives just because he's no longer with us."
"You're okay with only having one husband, while he has another wife?"
"Uh, hello! You're kind of my wife, too." Her smile was sweet and sincere. "And you've been away from your duties for too long."
Jack chuckled. "I love my life. Sweetheart, don't you need a shower before dinner? I'm sure Lin wouldn't mind scrubbing your back for you."
"Why yes, I do. What a great idea." She grabbed Linda's hand, tugging her into the bedroom. Jack followed to get the shower started--and to watch.
Linda pulled Camille to a stop just inside the bathroom door, her mouth swept up the side of Camille's throat, her hands efficiently getting rid of every scrap of clothing. Their mouths warred, their hands wandered, and the shower was steaming long before they finally made it inside.
Camille let out a low moan as Linda dropped to her knees in the shower, grabbing Cam's hips, pulling them forward against her hot mouth. Her tongue snaked out, slipping between the slick folds, teasing the nerve endings. Linda didn't wait for permission, slipping three full fingers between her legs and into her heat.
"Oh fuck."
This time Lin added something new, slipping the tip of her pinky into Camille's second opening. Camille grabbed for the walls of the shower, fighting to stay upright. "Oh fuck!"
Linda giggled. "I know, right?" Pumping her fingers, she laved at Cam's clit with her tongue, licking and sucking until cream ran down her fingers.
"Oh fuck me, Lin, oh! Oh, yes, just like that. Your mouth is amazing."
Linda grinned and replaced her mouth with her thumb. Every part of her hand circled, filled, or caressed Cam, working her into a turbulent ball of desire, as her mouth moved up, nipping and tugging at Cam's lower abdomen with her teeth, circling her belly button with her tongue. Her free hand slid up first Cam's hip, then belly, so slow that Lin could feel the pounding of Cam's heart under her hand as her breath halted, waiting for Lin to reach her breasts. Linda couldn't help but laugh.
"Excited are we?"
"Oh my god, don't tease me. Please don't tease me."
"Would I do that?" Linda cupped Cam's honey soft breast in her hand, eliciting another low desperate moan. She smiled, finally tweaking the nipple, rolling it between the fingers of her free hand, as she plunged her other fingers deeper, faster. Nipples had always been Cam's go-button. She dipped her head, sucking Cam's clit back into her mouth just as she let out a cry of elation. Her breast lifted away from Lin's hold, pussy and ass tightened around Lin's fingers, as whole body drew taut and she released a stream of her finest down Linda's hand.
Lin smiled, releasing Cam and easing her fingers away. "It's been too long since I've heard you scream my name like that. It's so sexy."
Cam slid down the glass of the shower to plop down on the bench seat. "I see you've been taking notes from my husband. I don't remember that particular move in your repertoire."
"How'd I do?"
Camille pulled her forward, kissing her as if she were the star attraction in her favorite porn.
"Let's just say I think I owe you one. I'll be sure to pay up after dinner."
"Forget dinner. I can't wait."
"Me either." Jackson, who'd been giving them time and watching, pushed away from the counter. His clothes hit the floor an instant before he opened the door to the shower. Hugging them to him, one in each arm, he kissed first Camille, then Linda. "I don't know what I did in a previous life to deserve it, but I have the two sexiest women on the planet in my arms, and I don't plan on giving it up to eat dinner."
The two women grinned at each other, a familiar unspoken message traveling between them. Jack had always been a sweet talker, but he truly meant every word.
"Well," Camille piped up. "I'm feeling pretty lucky myself. Why don't we fuck Lin's brains out, and we'll all be lucky tonight?"
"My thoughts exactly." Jackson laughed, hauling Lin up over his shoulder, grabbing his wife's hand for a mad dash to the bed. Their laughter echoed through the room, but came to an abrupt halt as Macy's voice filtered through the bedroom door.
" Mom, Dad...'er, Aunt Linda? Shit, whatever - I'm leaving, and I'll stay over at Ben's tonight. Just didn't want you to worry. Bye!" Her footsteps faded quickly as she made an awkward escape.
The three of them looked at each other in silence. Linda was the first to crack up, followed quickly by Camille. Jack shook his head, flopping onto the bed. "Are you kidding me?"
Linda climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips as Camille giggled, coming around to settle on the other side of the bed. Lin grinned down at him, smoothing her fingers through his sexy hair as she teased him. "What happened to 'me and Cam didn't stop having sex just because we had kids' and 'I'm sure she connected the dots by now'?"
"My little girl just caught me having a threesome with her godmother. I can't just be okay with that, I mean, she's -"
"She's an adult. She apparently knows more about sex than I do."
"Stop talking right now. Oh god, I feel sick."
She sat back, rocking herself along the ridge of his cock. "Get over it, mister. You've got work to do." She leaned forward to kiss his chest, making sure her breasts caressed him along the way. "I need you Jackson. I need both of you to love me tonight."
He buried his hands in her hair, pulling her upwards to kiss his mouth. His full lips tasted like home, but still had the power to exhilarate her.
The bed dipped slightly and soft hands joined his roughened ones, caressing Linda's body. Camille pressed soft kisses to her spine. It had been so long since the three of them had been together that it was both achingly familiar and somehow felt new at the same time. They got lost in the kisses, the love words, the comfort, until finally Jackson took charge. Pressing Cam onto her back, he urged Lin onto her hands and knees above her, face to face. "I love you both, but I'm about to explode."
"Men." They giggled, and Cam pulled Lin down for a kiss.
Jack grinned, watching the two of them make out, Lin's ass in the air. The angle couldn't have been more perfect. He sank into her softness, and smiled as she broke away from the kiss, gasping in surprise. "You feel so good baby."
"God yes, it feels wonderful. Oh..."
Camille's hand found and caressed them both, her thumb on Lin's clit, while her other fingers caressed the soft flesh between his legs. Jack groaned. She winked at him, and distracted Linda with another long, wet kiss. Reaching out to open the bedside table blindly, she handed Jack the needed tools.
Lin shuddered as he eased the smaller lubricated vibrator into her. "It's okay, just relax baby. Sweetheart, why don't you help her out?"
Cam's soft mouth pressed into Lin's as she reached down, fingers circling her swollen needy clit. Electricity shot through her and she jerked, impaling herself further onto the vibrator and Jack's bulging shaft. "Oh!"
Cam reached out, stoking her face with one hand while continuing to tease her with the other. "I know it feels full right now, but it gets better."
"No. I mean, it feels great. It's... wow. Oh my god. More."
Cam and Jackson smiled to each other. They amped up their movements, driving her further and further up the peak, until finally, she crested the summit and came crashing down the other side. Her keening pleasure flowed through the room.
When she'd caught her breath and her sanity again, she collapsed to the side, trapping Camille under her damp thighs and bringing Jackson up close to cuddle her from behind. "I love you. I love you both so much."
"Yeah, we have that effect on people." Camille reached out, stroking her cheek. "Love you too."
Jackson's arm stretched across them both. "Maybe we should all live together. I mean, I couldn't legally marry you, because it's against the law and all that, but I could definitely handle having two wives full time, every night, every horny Sunday afternoon... Hell, every horny waking hour of the day."
The laughter felt so good. Lin glanced back at him. "Speaking of horny, didn't you say something about finding out what the fuss is all about this afternoon?"
His fantasy induced caresses froze in place as his brain skipped over the harem fantasy he was building to replay our previous discussion. "About that, I mean, we're all pretty tired, right? Maybe we could explore that avenue another night, like in October, I'm sure I have a free night in October. I'll check my calendar and get back to you."
Lin laughed. "I love you, Jackson."
"I love you too, baby." He relaxed and cuddled into her, happy that the threat had passed.
"Now bend over."
The End
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