I drifted away, satisfaction oozing languorously through all my veins. It had been a long time since I felt this sated, and I bathed in the warmth of sexual satisfaction.
Chapter 11
I must have drifted off to half-sleep for several minutes. I came out of my reverie as something hard nudged between my asscheeks. I smiled dreamily. That’s my Joey, always ready for more. His cock became more insistent, lodging into the still-sopping entrance of my pussy, and pressing inward.
Something was wrong. My mind fought to think straight, and I tried to concentrate. What was it?
The cock pressed into me, spreading me wide, and I felt an unfamiliar pain, as if being stretched too much.
My eyes flew open. That wasn’t Joey’s cock.
I turned my body and looked up into Tony’s smiling face. “What are you doing?” I said.
“Relax baby, just taking my turn.”
I tried to squirm away, but his hands held me as he tried to press deeper.
“Ow, get off me.” I looked around. Gwen was sleeping beside us, and Joey was gone.
“Just relax,” he repeated. “You’ll get used to it.”
“I don’t want to do this with you.”
He chuckled. “You’ll change your mind as soon as I’m inside. They all do.”
I struggled again, but he was too strong.
“Please, don’t do this.” I thought about the cameras and Shane. Shit.
He flexed his hips again, and another half inch was buried inside of me.
“Ow! Fuck! Get the hell off me!”
He began to chuckle again, but then he was gone, pulled off of me with such force I thought I was imagining it. When my eyes refocused, I saw that Joey had a hold of him around his neck. He pushed him hard, and Tony was flung off the bed, crashing into the bedside table, knocking it over. The ceramic lamp that was on it crashed to the floor, shattering into thousands of shards.
Gwen bolted upright, her eyes wide. “What?!”
Tony rolled onto the floor and sprang back to his feet, his huge cock bobbling up and down. “What the fuck, dude?” he said.
“My question exactly,” Joey replied, his voice calm but threatening. “I go to take a piss, and come out to see this? What the fuck were you doing?”
“Joey, what’s wrong?” He tried to sound brave, but his eyes gave away his fear.
Joey stepped close, and put his hand around his throat again. “You disrespect me when you touch what’s mine.”
“I’m your cousin, Joey. And she’s just some useless whor-”
Joey’s hand tightened, cutting off his words.
“Shut the fuck up. You don’t know anything about her.” He pushed him towards the door. “Go downstairs and get dressed. We’re leaving.”
It was obvious Tony wanted to reply, but picked his suit up off the floor, turned, and left without saying a word.
Joey looked at me with sad eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“Thank you.”
We exchanged a glance, and with his eyes still on me, he said, “Gwen, when you’re ready to go, we’ll leave.” He turned and left the bedroom.
Gwen turned to me with questioning eyes. “What did Tony do?”
I explained what happened.
“Fucking scum,” she said. “Oh well, I was looking for a reason to break up with him anyway. This one’s as good as any.”
I smiled at her. “It was great meeting you Gwen. I had fun tonight.”
She returned my smile. “Yeah, it was nice.”
We hugged, and I became aware that our breasts were pressing together. When I felt her nipples harden, mine did the same.
I pulled back and grinned at her. “Let’s not start something we can’t finish.”
She giggled. “Yeah. Maybe some other time.”
I looked at her thoughtfully. “Yeah, maybe.”
She got out of the bed, put her suit on, and went downstairs. I did the same, but stopped in my bedroom and put on a robe first.
When I got back to the pool, Joey and Tony were dressed in their clothes and sitting at the table, leaning away from each other and not talking. Gwen must have been in the changing room.
Joey looked at Tony and said, “You got something to say?”
Tony stood and faced me. “I want to apologize. I’m sorry for what I did to you.”
“Fine,” I replied.
“And?” Joey interjected, standing next to him.
“Oh,” Tony said, “and I want to apologize for calling you a whore. It’s obvious my cousin here thinks more highly of you than his other women.”
“Fucking punk,” Joey said, slapping him on the back of his head, “That ain’t what I told you to say.”
“Yeah, but it’s the truth. You never complained when I call any of them a whore.”
Joey slapped him again. “Just shut up, ok?”
Tony turned back to me. “Seriously Erica, I’m sorry. What we did in there, I’ve never seen before, and I got carried away. I saw you and Gwen kissing and I lost it. And you’ve got such a hot body, I-”
Joey slapped him again.
“Dude,” Tony exclaimed, “would you fucking stop that? I’m apologizing.”
“You don’t need to be mentioning her body during an apology.”
I grinned. “Ok Tony, I forgive you.”
He grinned back. “Thanks. Can I get a hug?”
Whap. Joey’s hand caught him again.
“What?”
“Go wait in the car. Now.”
Tony turned and left. Joey faced me.
“I’m so sorry.”
I shrugged. “It’s over now. No harm done.”
He opened his arms and I stepped into him, feeling safe in his embrace, leaning my head against his chest.
Gwen came out of the changing room, and smiled when she saw us.
Joey kissed me on the forehead, and stepped away. “I’ll call you.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
He turned and walked through the gate.
I went to Gwen and we hugged again.
“Thanks for coming,” I said.
“He treats you differently than the others, you know?”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Maybe you two could become more?”
I smiled. “Joey will always be a dog wandering between backyards. I just happen to be his favorite backyard.”
“And you’re ok with that?”
“Yeah. I use him as much as he uses me.”
She gave me a curious look.
“Let’s just say we’re each fucked up in a mutually compatible way.”
She grinned and handed me a slip of paper. “My number. Let’s have lunch sometime.”
“Love to.”
Chapter 12
“So, explain how my lamp got broke again?” Shane was standing over me as I sat on the couch, my knees up and my arms wrapped around them. I was giving him a guilty look.
“Joey and his cousin got into a fight, and they knocked it over.”
“What were they doing in my bedroom?”
“They just were.”
“Erica, you need to explain this to me.”
“Well, Joey and I were down by the pool, and Tony and Gwen went in the house. I thought they had gone into the living room, but it turned out they went to your room.”
“For what?”
I stared at him. “Shane.”
“Oh,” he replied, staring back.
I could see his mind thinking, and I knew it was about his cameras.
“In my bed?” he asked with a question in his voice.
I nodded.
“Ok. So how do we get from that to the broken lamp?”
“Joey and I went to find them, and when we did, well, things got a little crazy, and Tony made a pass at me. Joey got upset, and pushed Tony into the lamp.”