Page 28 of Eggnog and Edging
"How long are you going to do this?" Ryker’s voice is severely strained.
"How long can you hold out?"
"My dick and balls have never hurt this bad.” Cullen coughs. "Do you know what blue balls are? “
“You think girls don't get them too? And to think… it wasn’t just one of you tormenting my fantasies. I've had both of you."
"You fantasize about us?" Ryker asks.
"At the same time." I wink.
“I was so wrong about you being a good girl.”
I lean to Cullen and blow on his cock. One of his fists grips around his cock, giving just enough stroke that I think he's relieving the pain.
I love seeing them grab themselves.
"You do it too, Ryker, get your hand on your cock."
He complies, and I sit back on my heels, spread my knees and dip my finger to my pussy. Let's see if they can survive this. In under a minute, the orgasm that's been begging for release has me teetering on the brink.
I change to light taps to give myself a break… and because I love listening to their guttural sounds as they're trying not to come.
"Eyes on me," I say when Cullen closes his eyes and Ryker looks away. "I don't care where you look. You just have to be looking at me."
"I’m going to lose, Cullen." Ryker doesn’t seem to be joking. He’s hanging on by a thread.
I grab my tit and make a show of squeezing my nipple. I open my mouth and wiggle my tongue.
I think I hear a sound from across the room, but it's too late. There's nothing I can do to stop myself from falling into the abyss. My orgasm rips through me. I cry out as warmth coats my face from Ryker’s side.
Ryker’s voice draws out, “Fuuuuck!”
Cullen cries, “Take it, Babycakes!”
Then my father’s voice breaks through our orgasmic frenzy, loud and booming. “What the hell is going on here?”
Chapter 10
Ryker
One second I'm standing beside my stepdad’s best friend and we’re pumping cum into Starla’s open mouth while she’s bringing herself to climax.
Then next… my stepdad is witnessing something he’ll never understand.
By the time any of us registered that the click came from the front door, it was too late to stop the trainwreck.
I’m certain that I locked it after Cullen carried Starla across the threshold. But there’s my stepdad, the person who taught me to be a man and invited me to be a part of his business.
He just got paid back by witnessing his best friend and his stepson exploring bukkake with his precious daughter. If not fora round of Cards Against Humanity, I wouldn’t even have known there was a word for what we’re doing.
His presence and clear disapproval won’t just impact one portion of my world. It hits everything, even my personal life, which is spent hanging out with him, like our Friday night poker matches. We truly get along, or based on his expression,gotalong.
Cullen rushes to the couch and grabs a pillow that he hands to Starla. She sort of covers herself as she scampers to her feet and rushes out of the room.
I'm surprised that I don't follow suit. I don't know why I stay. Standing there with my dick out isn’t exactly helping the situation.
Cullen doesn't leave either. Maybe we’re facing the facts.
