I couldn’t hear Dawn at all now as Julie thrashed and bucked on my bed, and I was so relieved I might have sworn eternal loyalty to her or some such rot if she’d asked me in that moment. The girl was coming, and coming hard, her moans filling my head as she flooded my mouth with the sweetness of her cum. She rubbed herself off on my face until I couldn’t breathe and didn’t care, and then she pulled my head back, still panting from her climax, and whispered, “Now…let’s give them a real show. Get up here and fuck me.”
Hardly believing what I was hearing, I crawled up between her legs, my face smeared with her juices, and she kissed me, sucking my tongue deep into her mouth as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her hand was searching between us and I helped her, shoving my jeans down, groaning when she wrapped her fingers around my cock.
“Julie…” I said her name, like an apology, and somehow I think she knew it, but it didn’t matter. She was going to give me what I wanted-and I was grateful for that too. She guided me into her wetness and it was like sliding through butter. Wiggling underneath me, she arched and pressed into the saddle of my hips, digging her bare heels into my lower back to make me fit more perfectly inside of her. Her muscles were taut and stretched around my cock, making me heady with the sensation, eager to thrust toward completion, but I held back, caught between my desire and my fear of where it might lead.
“Come on! Give me that big, hard dick!” Julie’s nails dug into my back as she began to move underneath me, her body twisting and turning in my arms. I gave her what she wanted. Not just because she wanted it-and it was clear to me she really did-or even because I wanted it, but because I knew Dawn was listening. I could feel her listening, could sense the rising colour in her cheeks, the troubled pallor underneath.
As much as I later would have liked to say I fucked Julie that first time because I really wanted her, it wasn’t about that in the least. I fucked her because I wanted to be fucking Dawn-I wanted to make her jealous, wanted her to wish it was my cock thrusting into her, my mouth muffling her moans as I rode her squalls of pleasure.
And Julie put on quite a show. She gave such an outstanding performance I couldn’t tell anymore whether she was acting or not when she threw her head back and called my name, begging me to fuck her harder, faster, deeper, more, more, more… I didn’t know until I felt her cunt spasm, actually felt her muscles flutter and tighten around my prick as she reached her climax and I realised this was no act, at least, not anymore. She was coming under me, shuddering, biting my shoulder to keep in her screams, which came anyway, wails of pleasure torn out of her throat with every thrust.
And Dawn was yelling at my door, knocking fast and hard, thrusting against the chair I’d propped there to keep anyone out. “David! Christ! The bloody neighbours can hear you!”
“Fuck off!” I gasped, looking down at Julie’s pained expression, the exquisite torture etched there making me feel protective and affectionate all of a sudden. I wanted to scoop her up, crawl inside her, die. And I hadn’t even come. Wasn’t going to, either. I pulled out, collapsing next to her on the bed as she purred like a kitten and cooed like a pigeon, curling her soft body against mine. I rolled to my side, hiding my still throbbing erection, letting her spoon against me and pull the covers up.
“How was that?” she murmured, kissing my shoulder blade, the tickle of her nails along my side as she slid an arm under mine a sweet reminder of her femininity.
“A stellar performance, ta.” God, that was mean. I realised it right away and meant to take it back, but I didn’t know how. Still, she didn’t say anything. Neither did Dawn. She had given up and gone away-or was still listening outside the door
Either way, it didn’t matter. I closed my eyes against all of it, my head spinning, and slipped toward sleep.
* * * *
The ache of beer sitting in my bladder like a thousand stone woke me up and I slid out from under Julie’s arm, stumbling toward the bog in the dark. The edge of the chair was still wedged under the door and I set it aside. Everything was quiet, the hallway a dark tunnel as I felt my way.
I shut the door and turned on the light out of habit. Mum insisted my aim at the toilet bowl was bad enough during the day, let alone at a sleepy two in the morning darkness. I was mid-stream in a heavy flow, my kidneys ridding themselves of the copious amounts of alcohol I’d consumed all night, when the door opened. I’d forgotten to lock it. Afraid it might be Ken, I turned my back towards the door, calling over my shoulder, “Give me a minute!”
“Just one?” The door snicked closed and Dawn turned the lock behind her.
I shook off, my heart hammering, and dropped my shirt to cover myself-my shorts and trousers were in my room-turning to face her. She was wearing Ken’s shirt, navy blue button down, open from neck to the tail ends that hung almost to her knees.
“Jesus, Dawn-don’t you know how to knock? What if it had been Julie in here?”
“So what if it was?” She cocked her head at me, her eyes slightly narrowed as she slid up onto the counter while I turned on the tap to wash my hands. “I’d like to have a chat with that skank.”
“Look who’s talking.” I reached across her to dry my hands and she grabbed my arm, pulling it around her back.
“What makes me more of a slut?” she whispered, hooking her bare foot behind my knee and spreading her legs to pull me in close. “Letting Ken take my arse tonight or me wanting to fuck you?”
My breath caught and I chided my cock for rising at the thought of her arse in the air, that puckered hole she had asked me to finger waiting for the plunge of something much larger and demanding. It wasn’t listening, though, my cock. It had a mind of its own. It knew just what it wanted-and what it wanted was sitting right here splayed on the washroom counter in this treacherous feminine form.
“Come on.” Dawn slipped her arms around my neck, her breath hot against my ear. “Enquiring minds want to know. Which is worse?”
“Dawn…” I swallowed and closed my eyes as she shifted, hooking her other leg around me and snuggling her crotch right up against mine. “God…”
“I was thinking about you the whole time.”
Her whispered words stopped everything inside of me. It was what I’d been afraid of and secretly-or not so secretly-hoping for. I slid my arms around her waist, under Ken’s shirt, which reeked of some awful cologne and was giving me a headache. Her skin was soft as down and I wanted to bury every part of myself in it.
I almost choked on my own words. “I was thinking of you too. I couldn’t help myself.”
She sighed and melted in my arms, turning her face up to be kissed. I hated the thought of her mouth anywhere near the twat sleeping right now in her bed, but I didn’t taste a trace of him on her when I slipped my tongue in to touch hers. She tasted just like she always did-sweet, a little like almonds and honey. I had a feeling she hadn’t, at any point, kissed Ken tonight like she was kissing me now-mouth hungry and eager, hands roaming all over my body as if making sure I was real, solid, and here to stay. At least, I hoped she hadn’t.
“Did you like his cock in your arse?” I bit the words off, each one, leaving angry red love bites on her neck as I pulled the shirt down over her shoulders. She slipped her arms out of the sleeves, lifting my shirt off so she could press herself fully against me, her breasts flattening against my chest as her mouth sought mine again.
But I wouldn’t kiss her. Instead, I cupped her chin, squeezing her mouth with my thumb and first finger, tugging gently at her lower lip. “Answer me. Did you like his cock in your tight little arse?”
I’d seen plenty of pictures of anal sex-Yank did a whole issue devoted to it once-but I don’t think Dawn knew how much I’d thought about it, how that sweet, dark hole intrigued and called me into its humid depths. The thought of her arse up in the air being fucked made me want to bend her over right now and shove it into her with a force that would wake both Julie and Ken and make Dawn wail.