He blinked and a tear spilt over. Joe bent to kiss it away. Sean flinched. 'You play rough,’ he said, his voice like gravel.
I played my fingers across his sensual mouth. 'Don't be silly. I've barely started.' I tightened my thighs on his waist. Wary animal that he was, his torso shifted uneasily. Poor thing. He had no idea what he was in for.
'Here are the rules,’ I said. 'You tell me what you want and I'll do my best to give it to you.'
His mouth twisted. I could see he thought this was a peculiar way to dominate someone. 'Would you untie me?' he asked.
'No. Although, if you really need to get free, you know the safe-word.' I ignored his huff of disgust. 'What I meant was you can tell me your preference - faster, slower, whatever.'
'And you'll do it?'
'Probably.' I propped my hands on his pecs and shifted until my labia hovered, plump and glossy, millimetres above his cock. He was so hard I'd have to pull the head away from his belly to take him, but he could feel my heat now, and see the wet gleam of readiness when he tilted his chin to his chest.
'Is this what you want, Sean?' I parted my lips with two fingers, spearing them to either side of my clitoris. Engorged with blood, the knot of flesh stood out full and red, twitching as the surrounding muscles contracted and released. Sean's mouth fell open. The tip of his tongue touched his front teeth. 'Or maybe you'd prefer something else?'
'No,’ he said quickly. ‘I want my cock in your cunt.'
Though the crude words were no stranger to his lips, they dissolved into a heavy breath, as though too loaded to utter. I was glad he wanted to take me that way, but surprised he wanted it so much.
We'd never done it vaginally before.
But, hey, I liked first times. Smiling, I lowered myself on to his upswung shaft. My flesh wrapped him, oiling his heat, sliding voluptuously up and down his length. His hips reared up, pressing harder, adding his undulation to mine.
'Oh, yeah,’ he said. 'Oh, baby, get me wet.' He swallowed hard as my sheath released another flood. 'Take me, Kate. Take me now.'
Before I could move, Joe restrained me by the shoulder. His long, smooth arm flashed to the bedside table's drawer and rummaged through the contents.
'Aha.' He flicked a condom in Sean's face. 'Extra large, buddy. She must have bought these with you in mind.'
Sean's mouth quivered but he was too wired to joke back.
Intrigued by their byplay, I gathered Sean's scrotum into my palms and rolled the unstable weight across my finger bones. Sean's thigh muscles jumped. His eyes, however, never left Joe.
Carefully, Joe tore the wrapping and balanced the furled prophylactic on the ends of his fingers. 'Want a drop of lube in the tip?'
'Yeah.' Sean shuddered.
I bent closer to watch Joe squeeze the lubricant in. 'What does that do?'
Joe grinned. 'Increases sensitivity. Especially for those of us who come accessorised.' He skinned Sean's foreskin back with his thumb, demonstrating which accessory he meant. Then he seated the condom over his glans, squeezed the air out of the tip and rolled it down. 'There.' He patted Sean's juddering shaft. 'All dressed up and ready to roll.'
Sean and I laughed at his expression of fraternal pride. Sometimes Joe was too cute for words.
Just then a soft, feminine cry split the air. I didn't want to lose my concentration, but I couldn't help looking back. Neither could my partners. Lou had turned sideways on the window seat. With one leg crooked on the cushion, he held Amy by the waist and was lowering her on to his lengthy prong. The cry we'd heard must have been her reaction to the first fraction of penetration.
'Don't mind me,' she gasped, her face tightening as he eased her down another inch. 'We're just getting comfortable,’
Lou's hands looked spider long against her tiny waist. His arm muscles bulged. My eyes widened. I had to see her pubis meet his before I'd believe she could take him. The feat required a few angle adjustments, plus some hand work, but they managed. Lou's head fell back as she hilted him. His Adam's apple bobbed.
'Ah,' said Amy, a happy sigh. She wriggled closer and his hands clapped round her buttocks to hold her still. Awareness sizzled through my nerves. I knew they didn't intend to come until we did.
"They're fine,' Joe said, turning my attention back to Sean.
'And so are you,' I purred to our victim. I dragged my nails down his chest hard enough to leave eight faint pink trails from collar bone to hip. The trails faded even as I captured his swollen cock and tugged it to a more suitable angle. Sean's breath hitched.
'Wait,' he said. Beads of sweat sparkled on his brow. He hesitated before explaining, probably deciding whether to trust me. 'Don't put me in yet. Play the head around outside.'
'I'm not sure what you mean,' I said, even though I was. 'Shall I have Joe do it?'
He muttered something blasphemous. It sounded like a 'yes' to me.