Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby(64)

She slid her hands along the curve of their shoulders. Her temperature rose from the heat that exuded from their bodies. They both turned to her. She leaned forward and presented her lips for one of them to taste, but they both accepted the invitation. Two sets of lips covered her mouth and kissed her repeatedly. She didn’t even know which was which. With open mouths, their tongues flicked and swirled in a three-way wet kiss. Hot breath blew between them and created a mist of steam that sprinkled dew on Jessi’s cheeks. She was flushed and overheated. She pulled the Immortal Angel T-Shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor.

When she turned back to Tommy and Angel, they were kneeling on the bed facing one another. She held onto their shoulders so the three of them didn’t topple over and joined the duo of tongues that tangled openly. Six hands coursed over each other’s bodies. She had a cock in each fist. One of them had another hand underneath hers. Fingers skimmed her butt cheek, and another finger slid along the curve of her breast and tweaked her nipple.

The bed dipped and the three of them landed in a heap of tangled arms and legs on top of the bed. Angel rolled on top of her. He stopped and looked into her eyes while his hard, erect cock dug into her lower abdomen.

A smile crossed his lips and his eyes glowed. “Let’s make a baby.”

He slowly rotated his hips against her, which caused her to exhale a long, quivering breath. She had been in love with Angel for years. She had wanted him, lusted after him and craved his touch. She had been jealous of the way he touched Tommy, and she wanted him to devour her in the same way, but had felt guilty for the unfair comparison and judgment. But now she had him. They didn’t have to make love in order to make a baby, but he wanted to. He wanted her. Overcome with an overload of desire, she was tingling all over, ready to come.

Angel’s hand slid between their bodies and his cock made a slow descent. The head touched her clit, and a shock rang through her. She was dripping wet, begging for him to enter her, but her body resisted his size. She gasped as he pushed deeper and stretched the tight muscles inside her. Burning pain mixed with intense pleasure. He was going slow, being gentle, but the more it hurt, the more she wanted it. She let out a quivering sigh and her body shook as his thick cock entered her deeper.

Tommy’s lips were on her neck and his hand cupped one of her breasts. His thumb rotated one of her nipples, sending a static charge down to her already tingling clit. One final thrust and Angel was fully inside her. She gasped a high-pitched intake of air, and then let out a low guttural moan. She arched her back so his cock hit the exact spot that made her quake and shiver. Her chin was jutted up to the ceiling. Light filtered through strands of black and blond hair that covered her face.

Tommy’s cock was pressed against her hip, gyrating and pumping against her side, while Angel thrust in a hard rhythm. It made the three of them bounce off the mattress. Jessi’s hand alternated between the bodies on top of her. She pulled her knees up and rocked her hips. Angel picked up momentum and thrust himself deep inside her. She was full. She took all of him and felt his balls careen off her butt with each thrust. It was another attack of sensations on her body, and it overtook her. Tingling sensations traveled down her arms and bled out her fingertips. Vibrations shook her from within, and she trembled. She inhaled a deep gust of breath and threw her head back. “Angel!” she cried out. “Oh my God. Angel!” Her legs shook, and she curled her toes. She clenched every muscle in her body until she was fatigued, and collapsed, unable to lift a limb.

Tommy buried his head in the crook of her neck. That’s when she became aware of the wet strands of his cum that ran over her side and one breast.

Angel thrust one long jolt into her and grunted. She felt the heat of his semen invade her body and coat her with milky lubrication. It spilled out onto her inner thighs like a river overflowing its basin. She clenched her inner muscles in an attempt to keep it inside her, but her pussy was throbbing with a hard, contentious beat.

Angel’s face was tucked into the side of her neck and Tommy’s was plastered against her shoulder. Both of their bodies pinned her to the bed under a blanket of long hair, both dark and light. Her panting breaths blew the strands off her face like a feather floating on a breeze. It was hot. She couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t want to move from underneath the two men she loved. Her husbands.

Angel was still inside her, still erect and still slowly pulsating. They were connected, bodily and spiritually. She was filled with intense euphoria and floated on a cloud of ecstasy.

Eventually, Angel lifted his face. It was a beautiful mix of tousled hair and glistening olive skin. A tiny smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were warm and sparkled at her.