Jareth relaxed on the sofa with Sarah and Derek, Sarah's disheveled bra the only scrap of clothing among them. For the first time, it occurred to him that maybe he should feel a bit weird about this whole endeavor but the truth was he didn't; he and Derek were longtime friends and had always been frank and open when it came to sex.
He simply couldn't get over how amazing Sarah had been. Just like every other sexual experience she'd finally given into, she'd quickly abandoned her inhibitions and let herself go – beautifully. Even when he'd come home and found her wearing the lingerie he'd bought for her, he couldn't have imagined how hot she would be for him tonight, how sexy and willing she would be with Derek. His pleasure quadrupled by knowing how far she had come in such short time, that a couple of weeks ago, she wouldn't even masturbate in front of a man, but was now pleasuring two of them.
"Is anyone hungry?" Derek suddenly asked, apparently shaking free of the lethargy that had stolen over them all. Without waiting for them to answer, he headed to the kitchen, returning with the rest of the brownies and the bottle of wine Jareth had managed to open but not pour right before their hot encounter had begun. They passed the wine, each drinking from the bottle, and everyone grabbed a brownie.
"Damn, I didn't realize how hungry I'd gotten," Sarah said in between bites.
Jareth looked to her as she ate her brownie and, upon spying Sarah's nipples still jutting above her bra, he couldn't resist using his finger to dab a bit of the gooey icing onto one point peak, then bending to lick it off.
"Neither did I," Jareth purred.
Sarah sighed, casting a shockingly wicked little smile in his direction and the remainder of her brownie fell to the floor.
Derek followed suit, soon suckling more dark frosting from the other peak, and from the expression on Sarah's face, she was content to let them suck as much chocolate from her breasts as they wanted.
Jareth continued applying the chocolate and licking it off, but before long he felt Sarah's fist around his dick. Groaning, he glanced to see that she'd reached out to the other side of her to grab on to Derek's as well; everything she was doing tonight as driving him out of his mind.
Instinctually, he suckled her taut nipple harder, pulling deep, until she moaned louder. Next to him, Derek continued laving the opposite peak just as enthusiastically. She tugged on their stiff cocks, stroking until finally Jareth realized she was tugging him by his cock, up onto his knees. He let himself be guided and realized she was situating Derek by means of his dick, too.
Sarah didn't hesitate to draw their hard shafts right up onto her breasts, raking the heads across the peaks, where they'd both just dabbed more chocolate. She dragged their dicks playfully back and forth across the pointed nipples, using them to wipe the chocolate away.
"Fuck," Derek murmured, and Jareth moaned at the delicate yet arousing sensation of her beaded nipple against his erection.
Next thing he knew, she bent, lifting his cock to her mouth, and began to suck off the chocolate she'd just collected there. Jareth's stomach clenched watching her impassioned ministrations, slow and deliberate, as she gazed up at him. He ran a hand through her hair and growled, the only way he could give his approval at that moment.
Then she gave Derek his turn, lowering her beautiful mouth over him and suckling him clean of the thick frosting, too. He gritted his teeth, moaning.
Back and forth she moved between the two stiff shafts, and whichever one she wasn't sucking she rubbed across her nipples again. The brownies were long since forgotten as she generously took turns pleasuring them, until Jareth finally said, "Sarah, stop – I can't take it anymore." He knew he could have just come, but he didn't want to, not yet. And he might have been well practiced in holding back, but sometimes Sarah excited him beyond his limits.
"And what would you like to do now?" she asked him playfully, peering up, eyes wide, lips swollen.
This was supposed to be all about her, but if she was asking…
Jareth drew a fortifying breath. "I want to watch Derek fuck you again. But I want to see better this time, want to see his cock slide into your cunt." Before, he'd wanted to watch her reaction, wanted to see the heat and pleasure dance across her features, but now his desired had turned into something more feral and animalistic.
In response, she drew him down for a long impassioned kiss that, under the circumstances, nearly buried him.
He'd imagined him and Derek giving it to her all night, making sure she was relaxed and pleasured – he'd never once envisioned her being so very giving to them. And as she eagerly stood from the couch and walked over by the fireplace, its glow lighting her pale skin, and as she dropped to her hands and knees to arch her lovely round ass toward them, he was overwhelmed by her generosity.
He and Derek joined her, Derek positioning himself behind her, also on his knees, as Jareth dropped down beside him. Jareth skimmed his hand along her porcelain back, the gentle curves of her body, and his let his touch dip down to graze her breast underneath and found himself pushing two fingertips into her warm wetness to make her ready for his friend.
She let out a soft sigh as he began fucking her with his fingers. She moved against them, and he felt that much more in lust with her beautiful enthusiasm. "You're doing so incredible, Sarah," he bent near her ear to whisper. "Do you want Derek to fuck you again?"
She nodded. "I want you to watch," she answered breathily, and her words tightened his groin. He'd known from the start that his predilection for watching excited her as much as him, but she'd never actually said it until now.
Jareth used his hands to part her for Derek's entry. He watched intently as his friend eased deep inside her.
She cried out, and he watched the primal movements as the two came together, watched Derek's hard shaft disappear smoothly inside her opening, then slide back out, again, again.
The view nearly paralyzed Jareth. Or maybe it was the stark realization. She was giving him so much. After all these years. She was doing everything he asked, following his every whim. She wanted to pleasure him just as much as he wanted to pleasure her, even when it meant taking another man into her body so that Jareth could experience the intimacy of watching it, of watching her pussy accept a cock other than his. He heard his own thready sigh – and needed more of her.
He'd wanted to watch, yes – but now he needed to be part of the liaison, too. It wasn't jealousy – it was simply hot, wild desire and rampant need that grew from his gut.
"Lay her down," he told Derek. "Stay inside her, but lay her down on her side."
Derek anchored one arm around her waist, then maneuvered them to the carpet on their sides as Jareth had instructed.
Jareth couldn't help but think how beautiful she looked – that pale lace outlining her breasts, the rest of her curvy and naked, her pussy bare but for the light switch of hair above it. She looked beautiful moving against Derek, meeting his slow thrusts, her face etched with passion. She looked beautiful meeting Jareth's gaze through it all – no more shyness now from her; nothing but unadulterated heat and fearlessness, and she was putting it all out there, for him.
He lay down, too, stretching out along the front of her body, lifting his hands from her face. "Kiss me. Kiss me while Derek fucks you, Sarah."
She sighed and reached out, her hand stroking his chest as he moved in close. Threading his fingers through her hair, he slanted his mouth across hers, pressed his tongue gently inside.
"Look at me," he whispered when the kiss ended. "Look at me while he moves in you. Look into my eyes."
She obeyed the command, meeting his gaze as she met Derek's strokes from behind her. He saw her absorb each one, heard her sigh and moan. He kissed her again, ran his hands over her breasts, down the curve of her slender waist, up her arms and back to her face.
She reached for him, too, her hand closing firm over his bare hip. She pulled him close, as close as Derek lay in back. His cock nestled in her slit, and she lifted her leg over his thigh, pulling him against her tighter. He moaned at the sweet, slick contact.
She moved against him and found her rhythm, letting his erection slide through the front of her pussy and over her clit. He knew every motion she made brought more pleasure now – arch frontward and she met his cock, arch backward and she took Derek deeper. He'd never seen her so lost to pleasure. Her cries sounded as if they echoed from someplace deep inside. She ground against him, harder, harder, each gyration seeming to draw her deeper into ecstasy.
She finally broke seconds later, crying, "Fuck, now, now, now!" as she thrust against him hard, moved faster, rubbing herself against him in hot, wild undulations that were pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
"Fuck," Derek groaned, and Jareth knew he was climaxing, too, emptying into her with hard plunges that echoed all the way through Sarah and onto him.
The jerking sensations were the last thing Jareth felt before he exploded last, bursting in three powerful shots across her belly as he yelled out.
They all lay still for a moment – a bit of shock, a bit of recovery – until Jareth and Derek both rolled away and Sarah lay on her back before the fire. Jareth's white semen had left her wet and glistening from navel to cunt, and the erotic sight stymied him for a long moment, until he followed the urge to reach down and rub it into the smooth, bare flesh of her pussy.
The three of them drifted off for a few minutes, lulled further by the warmth of the fireplace, but Jareth didn't think much time had passed when Derek quietly got up to dress. He returned a few moments later, kneeling to lower a kiss to Sarah's cheek. His hand rested on her smooth stomach.
She opened her eyes to find him hovering above her. "Thank you, Sarah. For allowing me to know you this way."
She bit her lip, still wearing the new coquettish expression Jareth had noticed just this evening. "It definitely was a new side to me."
Derek grinned. "It suits you," he said, then glanced at Jareth only to add, "I'll see you later, mate."
Jareth nodded then watched Derek head to the door, put on his coat, and exit out into the cold night. He couldn't help thinking his friend had left seeming more like his old happy-go-lucky self, his smooth-with-the-ladies self, and though he hadn't concocted this idea even remotely for Derek's sake, he hoped maybe this was that change of pace Derek needed to be himself again.
Propping up on one elbow, he shifted his gaze down to the woman beside him. She'd seemed so at ease tonight – startlingly so – but now that they were alone, he had to ask. "Are you alright?"
Her expression looked no less than dreamy as she nodded. "That was…crazy unbelievable."
He couldn't hide his knowing grin. "I hope that means in a good way."
She blushed and bit her lip again. "Absolutely."
Jareth chuckled inside. He had a feeling she was still a little drunk – on the wine or on him and Derek, he didn't know – but he enjoyed her exuberance.
"You, my naughty little girl, were astounding." He leaned in for a short, sweet kiss.
"I just sort of…let myself go, I guess," she admitted happily.
Peering down at her in the firelight, he couldn't help but think back – not only on this night, but on all the days leading up to this. Normally, he would keep this inside, but he knew he was a little drunk too – and not on the wine. On Sarah.
"Want to know a secret, precious?" he whispered.
She nodded, smiling up at him through sleepy eyes.
"You excite me more than any woman ever has. And probably more than any woman ever will."
Okay, wow. I have been MIA for a long. ass. time. And I am so sorry about that! My life has been nonstop and I've been on the go ever since I started my new job in May. Just traveling alone for literally the last...5 months has kept me from writing and I really lost my inspiration there for a while. Any moment I have these days to relax, it's spent doing just that - nothing. And those days are far and few right now haha. BUT! I'm hoping that getting this chapter out helps get me back into the groove of things and I can begin writing more consistently again. I can't make any promises, however. I just wanted to get SOMETHING out for you guys!
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