“It’s only a fantasy,” I said quietly. “Besides, it’s pretty common.”
She swallowed hard and nodded. She still didn’t relax, but at least she wasn’t worried anymore.
“It’s okay, hon,” Carter added. “He’s cool.”
“I’m so embarrassed,” she said.
“Don’t be,” I told her firmly. “Like I said, it’s just a fantasy.”
“Thank you.”
I didn’t think she’d moved on, but she pretended she had. Then she frowned.
“Did you come? Sir?”
“No, he made sure you came first,” Carter said. Then he chuckled. “We’re alike, all right. Why don’t you suck him off, hon?”
I was reluctant to contradict him, but he read me easily.
“Sorry. I shouldn’t’ve said anything. Ignore me.”
“No, it’s okay. Besides, I might have a better idea.” I glanced down, to where Kim and I were still joined. “Are you too sensitive?”
“What? Oh, no, sir! Would you like to use me?”
“In a manner of speaking.” I glanced at Carter. “Okay if I borrow Christy?”
His eyes sharpened immediately, and he sat up.
“No flies on you,” I chuckled.
He snapped his fingers to get Christy’s attention. “Do what Paul tells you until he turns you over to me again. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” She couldn’t help but grin.
“Good girl. Get over there.”
I started to ask Kim if she was okay with it, but my inner Dom told me to order her instead. I was torn. Nice-guy-Paul or Dom-Paul? She was Carter’s sub, so we did things his way.
“Christy’s going to kiss you,” I told her.
Her eyes widened, and she unconsciously glanced at him.
I took a page from his book and snapped, “Eyes on me. I’m in charge, remember?”
“Y-yes, sir.”
“Good. She’s going to play with your breasts too. Do you understand?”
Carter wanted her to go all the way, but I didn’t think she was ready for it. And I was in charge, dammit!
“Yes, sir,” she repeated with a little more confidence. She must have sensed that I wouldn’t make her try something against her will. Then again, she probably realized that Christy couldn’t exactly go down on her while I was in the way. Whatever the case, her eyes slowly brightened with excitement and only a bit of anxiety.
I began thrusting as the girls shared their first tentative kiss. It heated up quickly, and I chuckled to myself when I read the surprise in Christy’s body language. Kim liked kissing, the same as Christy liked giving head. She did the other things to make Carter and me happy, but she enjoyed the kissing for herself.
Behind me, Carter stood to get a better view. I glanced over my shoulder, and we shared a quick nod before I returned my attention to the girls. Christy played with Kim’s nipples and then moved to kiss them.
Kim gasped and arched her back. Then she closed her eyes as pleasure assaulted her from two different directions. The temperature in her pussy didn’t shoot up like Christy’s did, but she was obviously enjoying herself.
I kept thrusting as the pressure built in my balls. Watching the girls added an extra urgency. Carter didn’t loom over us, but our threesome felt more like a foursome. In a way, it was. He wasn’t having sex with anyone at the moment, but he’d orchestrated the whole thing.
I sat back to give him a better view. I held Kim’s hips and continued thrusting, while she and Christy kissed each other and let out soft sighs of pleasure.
“What d’you think?” I asked Carter.
“Pretty damn hot.”
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.” Then I did my Georgia redneck accent again. “Hold my beer an’ watch this.”
“Famous last words,” he chuckled.
“You’ll see,” I promised.
I concentrated on fucking Kim. She moaned into Christy’s mouth, and I used the opportunity to cup and squeeze her breast. I was getting close, so I warned Christy.
“I’m gonna come in your mouth,” I told her, “but don’t swallow.”
“Yes, sir. Don’t swallow.” She and Kim shared a curious, excited grin.
I fucked Kim a little faster, until I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Here it comes,” I said.
Christy moved into position and captured my cock as soon as I pulled out. She moaned in pleasure but then in surprise at the force and amount. I unloaded what felt like an entire fire hose into her mouth. We were both breathing hard by the time I finished.
“God, that was good.” I swallowed to moisten my mouth. “Now share with Kim… in a kiss.”
Carter laughed. “You, sir, are a sex genius.”
“I have moments.”
Christy and Kim kissed and tried to figure out how to pass my semen between them. They managed a little but it was messy, and some of it ran down Kim’s chin. Kim started to laugh before she caught herself. They tried again, and Kim moaned as she tasted my load.
“That’s pretty damn hot,” Carter said.
“I thought you’d like that,” I agreed.
The girls finished their kiss and smiled for our approval. Their lips were shiny with semen and saliva.
“Damn, hon,” Carter said, “you look sexy as hell right now.”
“Thank you, sir. May I have some more?”
“From him or me?” he laughed.
“Both!” Christy chimed in. “Mmm, yummy semen.”
Carter and I shared a grin.
“Did I mention that she’s insatiable?”
“You’re serious, aren’t you?” Carter laughed.
“Oh, absolutely. Come on, let’s go for a swim and cool off.”
* * *
We rinsed off in the patio shower and then relaxed around one of the tables. Christy shifted several times but couldn’t find a comfortable position, in spite of the thick cushions.
“Why don’t you girls lay out for a while and catch some rays,” Carter suggested. “Paul and I’ll pick out the wine for dinner and— What’s so funny?”
“You,” I said simply.
“What about me?”
“The grocery store?” I hooked a thumb toward him and explained to the girls, “Julius Child here was so excited to get things going that he completely forgot the food.”
“Guilty, your honor,” he said solemnly. “Lock me up and throw away the key. Right, next case. You girls relax while we see about dinner and something to drink.”
The girls moved to lounge chairs, while he and I headed inside.
“Thanks for coming with me,” he said as soon as the door closed behind us.
“I figured you wanted to get me alone to talk.”
He chuckled. “You’re so cool that it’s easy to forget how perceptive you are. And I don’t mean Paul Newman cool, although you’re that too.”
“Thanks.”
“I mean cool under pressure,” he continued. “You’d make a great attorney.”
“Thanks, but—”
“Yeah, I know. My father wanted me to be a banker. But you have to follow your passion. Right, so… you’re probably wondering why I asked you here.”
“Not really. I figure it’s to talk about earlier, when I interrupted you.”
“Yeah. Sorry I lost my temper. I shouldn’t’ve, and I apologize.”
“Well, I shouldn’t’ve interrupted you.”
“You didn’t know,” he shrugged. “And it’s my fault for not telling you. So I was more upset with myself. That is, once I got over the initial anger.” He paused and organized his thoughts. “If you want to learn more about the scene—”
I nodded.
“—I’ll be happy to teach you. Yeah,” he chuckled, “I figured you’d want to. For Christy’s sake if nothing else. I mean, if you really love her.”
“I do.” I smiled at the familiar phrase.
“She’s definitely a sub,” he added. “And a real masochist. I’ve met one other woman like her. I could make her come just from spanking her.”
“That’s Christy, all right.”
“It is,” he agreed. “And if she’s like that for real… Well, don’t take this the wrong way, but you need to learn what you’re doing. You could really hurt her if you discipline her wrong or put her in the wrong position for too long.”