Page 8 of Jewel

Husband kept his eyes trained on Nate’s hands, and I slowly raised myself up on Nate’s cock, before sliding back down on it. Husband tracked Nate’s fingers as they teased my nipples, before his gaze trailed down to my pussy. Husband gripped his cock, slowly stroking its wet length as he watched me riding Nate. My juices were coating his cock, leaving no resistance in our motions. I started to roll my hips instead of lifting, and my stomach muscles began to tighten as I watched his mouth drop open. I rolled my hips back leaning into Nate’s chest I knew he could see Nate’s cock sliding out of me and my pussy sucking him back in. Husband stood there watching, stroking himself until his eyes cut back up to me.

“My turn.”

Husband knelt on the bed before re-adjusting himself to sit against the headboard with some pillows piled behind his shoulders and head. When he was ready, he looked at me as I still sat on Nate’s cock.

“Come here.”

Husband held his hand out to me, and I reached for him instantly. Nate’s fingers left my breasts, moving back down to my hips and helped me to lift off of him. I was so wet my pussy instinctively clenched, trying to keep anymore wetness from flowing down the inside of my legs. My thighs stung from the stretched position I had been in, and as Nate helped me back tomy knees I was forced to crawl up Husband’s legs. I intentionally dropped my head down as it came in line with his cock, opening my mouth and dragging my tongue up his length, stopping to swirl it around the top, toying with the little slit. I stayed low as I kept working my way up his body, dragging his wet cock between my breasts. I looked up at him from my position, the tight line of his lips promising me dark things, but his eyes were heated, enjoying the show I was putting on for him.

He reached down and dragged me up the last little bit, bringing my face to his. My pussy straddled his stomach as his right hand reached up and held my jaw in his hand and brought my mouth to his. His kiss was not gentle. My lips pressed into my teeth from the pressure of his. Husband’s tongue forced its way into my mouth, invading, taking everything from me. His grip on my jaw was almost painful, the hairs standing up on the back of my neck as I melted into him. He owned me in all of the right ways. Releasing my mouth, he pulled back to look at me. I had to concentrate, not wanting to break any more rules tonight, and stared at his lips.

“Ride me.”

My heart hammered in my chest. “Yes, Husband.”

He hadn’t said I needed permission to cum. I didn’t think I could last in this position, just a few rocks forward and I knew I would explode. I edged backwards, reaching behind me to grip his cock. I rolled my hips back as I placed him right at the opening of my pussy, dropping my hips back so that I sank down on him in one motion. A deep moan left him as I ground myself down onto him once he was in me. I squirmed in place, savoring the stretch of it.

Laying my hands on Husband’s chest I slowly rocked forward, lifting up just the slightest bit, trying not to let my aching clit brush against him because I knew, I knew I wouldn’t make it. I would cum, and I didn’t know if I had permission.

“There is a box on the dresser, bring it to the bed.”

The command in his voice sent a shiver down my body. He placed his hands on my knees, slowly pushing up my thighs as Nate left the bed to get the box. I pushed back down, my eyes drifting shut as my pussy stretched around the base of Husband’s cock. Right at the very last second, the jewel pressed further into me causing me to jerk forward from the unexpected pressure. Fuck. Oh, oh no. My eyes snapped open and I found Husband watching me. My frantic gaze found his, a smirk gracing his lips.

“Again.”

I couldn’t. I shook my head slightly, trying to stop myself even as I did it. I couldn’t, I couldn’t. I was going to cum.

His expression turned dark. “Again.”

My breaths came in sharply as I slowly rocked forward, holding my position for as long as I could before Husband pressed down on my thighs, making me move backwards again. This time it was him pushing me all the way down, forcing the jewel into me.

I was panting, almost sobbing. I was right there. The next push was all it was going to take. I was going to cum. Instead of forcing me forward again, Husband held my thighs still. The bed moved behind us and I felt the box get placed on the bed off to my side. Husband’s hands moved to my hips and tilted me forward.

“Remove the plug.”

Fingers smoothed over my ass before working around the jewel, two fingers sliding down either side of the stem before slowly starting to pull back. Breathy moans on short puffs of air were pouring from me as I felt the widest part of the plug pulling through my asshole. Just as the pain was reaching unbearable, Husband tugged me forward as he pushed up into me, grinding my clit into his public bone and swiftly removing the plug atthe same time. I dropped down to his chest panting as shivers racked my body. My thighs were trembling, pussy quivering as I tried to pull myself back from the edge. I heard the plug get dropped into the box and then the flick of the lube being clicked open. The scent of artificial strawberries filled the air as lube was squeezed. The lid clicked shut again before the whole tube was dropped on the bed right by my knee. A slicking noise filled the room as Husband’s hips rolled beneath me. He pushed me up off him, holding me a little in the air as he pumped in and out of me, my legs spread wide either side of him.

My slit was pulling tighter, my whole body locking up. My mouth was open, swollen clit stretched with every thrust. The edge was stolen from me by slick fingers pressing into my asshole. Two, down to the first knuckle. They moved and twisted, smoothing lube around.

“The plug worked.” Nate’s fingers slid a little further into me, slowly moving in and out, completely out of sync with Husband’s fast hard thrusts.

My body was no longer attached to my mind. My thighs were wet, from my own pussy and from the lube. My lips were numb; my lungs burned. My clit throbbed in time with my rapid heartbeat. I felt drunk. I couldn’t breathe.

“Nate’s going to fuck your ass, while I fuck your pussy. You want that, don’t you? You want two cocks filling both your holes. You want us to make you cum while we pump into you. You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you? You’re my naughty girl.”

Husband’s thrusts slowed down, hands giving my hips a quick squeeze, his words rolling around in my mind. I drew in a breath, slowly exhaling.

“Yes, Husband, please. Please fuck me. Please make me cum. Please, I want you both. Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Nate’s fingers left me but only for a moment. Before I even had time to take another breath, Husband paused his movements beneath me, brought me down to his chest, and wrapped his arms around me. He gathered my hair in one hand, moving his jaw to rest along my temple as Nate’s cock lined up with my ass. My entire body tensed in anticipation and nervousness. I had never done this before. Not double. Husband had fucked my ass, my pussy. He’d had toys in me while he fucked me, even just fucking me with dildos while I wore a plug. But never this, never two cocks.

“You’re okay, just relax. This is going to feel so good for you baby. You’ll love it. We’ve been playing and practicing. Just relax. Nate will make this feel good for you. It’s okay, just relax. Breathe.”

Husband’s whispered words washed over me, soothing me. I listened to him and let the tension flow out of my body, flattening myself to his chest and pushing my ass up into Nate.

My fingers dug into Husband’s arms as Nate’s cock pressed firmly into me, the tip sliding past my opening. The burn was barely there, the plug and Nate’s fingers having done all of the work. He pulled back, sucking my breath out of me as all of the nerves in my pussy lit on fire. And then he was thrusting back in, this time all the way. I was full, so full. I could feel them both inside of me. His hips pressed into my ass as he leaned over me, his heavy breath on my shoulders as he adjusted to the feel of my tight ass. I wasn’t adjusting. I was right back at the edge. My fingers opened and closed on Husband’s arms. My pussy and my ass clenched uncontrollably.

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