A Turn of the Screwed (20 page)

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They talked after they finished the pizza.

And talked.

And taallked…

When her phone rang, where it was sitting on the coffee table, she reached over, looked at it, and started to sit back without answering. “It’s Scott.”

He reached over, picked it up, hit answer, and held it to her ear.

“Hi, sweetie,” she said, her face heating at the stern expression on Keith’s face.

“Hey,” Scott said. “How’s everything going?”

“Okay.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

Keith arched an eyebrow at her, an evil smile filling his face as he made her take the phone and dropped to his knees in front of her on the floor.

“You sound weird,” Scott said. “Are you okay?”

Keith pulled the blanket aside, where she was naked beneath it, and shoved her knees apart. His gaze never wavered from hers.

“Yeah. Just the storm has me jumpy.”

He hooked his hands around her ass and pulled her forward on the couch, her legs dangling over his shoulders.

“Is everything okay between you and Keith?”

Keith dug his fingers into her ass as he buried his face in her pussy, sucking hard on her clit and nearly making her scream before he eased up and started flicking it with his tongue.

“Everything’s…fine,” she said, hoping she sounded reasonably normal.

“Look, he texted me earlier that…well, you were drunk and hitting on him. If something happened between you two, it’s okay. I told him I’m okay with it.”

She stared down at Keith, who was looking up at her again even as his tongue flicked her clit.

“We’re good,” she said.

Keith lifted his head. “
Tell
him what I’m doing to you right now, girl.”

She swallowed hard.

“Was that Keith?” Scott asked.

“Yes,” she squeaked as Keith lowered his mouth to her clit again, his eyes still boring into hers.

“What’d he say? I couldn’t hear him.”

“He told me to tell you,” she whispered.

There was a long pause before Scott responded. “Tell me what?”

“What he’s doing.”

“What’s he doing?”

Her breath caught in her throat, her gaze locked with Keith’s. “He’s between my legs,” she whispered. “I’m sitting on the couch, and he’s on the floor between my legs, licking my clit.”

“Holy shit,” Scott whispered. “What happened today? I’m good with it, but what happened?”

Keith raised his head. “What’d he say?”

“He asked what happened today.” Keith arched an eyebrow at her. “Sir,” she whispered.

“Fuck,” Scott said. But she knew that sound. It wasn’t a bad
fuck
, it was a
holy crap I’m horny
fuck.

“Tell him, girl. Tell him everything that happened, start to finish. Short version.” Keith went back to licking her clit.

It was hard for her to even think. “He made me suck his cock first,” she said. “Then he tied me down to the end of the bed, spanked me for getting mouthy, and fucked my ass while he shoved a dildo inside my pussy and used a vibrator on me.”

She could see Keith smiling as she spoke, and it only fired her own need.

“Then he took me into the shower, cleaned me up, made me suck him again to get him hard, and fucked my pussy.”

“Wow,” Scott whispered.

“Then when we got done in the shower, he called a friend of his who came over. Keith tied me down onto the dining room table and fucked me while the guy pierced my nipples. Then we ate dinner and now he’s licking my pussy.”

Keith reached up and took the phone from her, an evil grin on his face. “Boy, where are you?… Good. Don’t you dare touch your cock. Not even to pee. Pee sitting down. Do you have that butt plug in?… Good boy. I own you, and now I own her, too. When you get home tomorrow, there’s going to be a new way of doing things around here with everyone happy and getting what they want and need. Understand?… Good boy. Love you, too. Now tell her and say good-bye so I can finish eating out my girl’s sweet pussy.” He held the phone up to her ear again.

Scott sounded like he was close to coming. “I love you, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m good with this. Really. I swear.”

“Love you, too,” she said.

Keith ended the call, dropped her phone to the couch, and wrapped his arms around her thighs as he buried his face between her legs. She let her head fall back on the couch, closing her eyes as she moaned.

He growled into her pussy, nipping her clit and making her yelp before he buried his tongue inside her again.

She squirmed, moaning, begging, pleading for mercy, but it only drove him harder, making him lick and suck until, finally, she tipped over the edge and came again. When she finished, he stood, unzipped, and then shoved her legs up and wide apart as he sank his cock into her.

Like that, he pounded his cock deep into her pussy, her knees pressed against her shoulders, her sore nipples rubbing against her thighs. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head against the couch.

“Get used to this,” he said, his voice deep and thick with need. “At least for the next few weeks while I get the new-toy sex out of my system. I’m normally good for one in the morning and one at night, on average. I guess you and Scott will have to take turns after that.” His predatory smile widened. “At least I’ll have him here to help me make sure you stay well-fucked.”

He leaned in and sucked her lower lip into his mouth. “I have sooo many dirty thoughts rolling through my head, baby,” he said. “Get used to having a well-beaten ass, too. Going to make sure you don’t get bored.”

Then his eyes fell closed as he took one last, hard stroke and made
that
noise again.

One that would have made her instantly wet if she wasn’t already…and filled with his cock…which was pumping his cum inside her…

Oh, boy.

* * * *

Oh, boy.

He couldn’t remember being with a woman ever feeling this right, this good before. Yes, he knew looking back over his teen years, even before, that he’d been gay despite trying to conform until his midtwenties.

Not that he thought he wouldn’t be gay if he’d been with someone like Noel back then, but damn, it would have set the bar a lot higher for guys over the years.

He leaned in and kissed her, taking his time, his hands still pinning hers over her head.

“Sorry,” he whispered. “I meant to do more talking.”

“We were talking. Then Scott called.”

“Yeah.” He kissed her again. “How the fuck am I so lucky that not just Scott, but you, too, walked into my life?”

She stared up at him. “I think I’m the lucky one,” she said. “I get to keep him and have you, too.”

He smiled. “That’s where you’re wrong.
I
get both of
you
.” He leaned in again, first nipping, then sucking the side of her neck, making her squirm and cry out below him.

When he finally lifted his mouth from her flesh, he inspected the mark he left behind. “Oh, baby, that’s just the first of many marks of mine you’ll wear,” he said. “I was thinking about getting Scott a tattoo at some point,” he said. “Not right away. It’s one thing to get a piercing that’ll heal up if you take it out. I was thinking maybe at our one-year anniversary. Guess I’ll have to make sure you both get them.”

The trust in her eyes, it nearly broke his heart. He felt like a dumbass that he hadn’t figured this out sooner. “And I need to get you a day collar,” he said. “One you can wear at work.” He sat up, bringing her wrists up to his lips and kissing first one, then the other. “A bracelet, maybe,” he said.

She nodded.

He stood, pulling her forward so she could suck his cock clean. While she did, he stroked her hair, twining it through his fingers. “Such a good girl,” he murmured.

Noel let out a happy moan around his cock.

“You really like it when I say that, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled around his cock.

He pressed her head against his body, forcing her to hold still with his soft cock in her mouth. “That’s because you’re
my
good girl,” he said, his thumb stroking the back of her head. “And I promise, from now on, I will take
very
good care of you.”

Scott had almost forgotten about what he’d find awaiting him when he got home that night. He was exhausted from the long shift, storm-related calls for emergency service keeping every available agent busy pretty much nonstop.

It finally hit him about halfway home when he heard his phone beep that he had a text. At a stoplight, he checked.

It was a text from Keith.

Hope you’re not too worn out, boy.

His cock stiffened. That was right.

The call yesterday.

He’d barely had time for the occasional text since then. Yes, he was still wearing the butt plug. He’d had permission to take it out for his brief two-hour break earlier, where he’d taken a nap on an air mattress in an empty office before going back to work.

When he walked in, he heard the TV playing in the living room but couldn’t get a clear view from the doorway. Keith, who’d been sitting on the sofa, stood, a smile on his face. And that was when Scott realized his Master was naked.

“Ooh, look who’s home.” He snapped his fingers, pointing at the floor in front of him.

Scott dropped everything in his hands and hurried over. As he rounded the corner into the living room, the coffee table came into view.

More accurately, what was on the coffee table.

Noel, blindfolded and tied spreadeagle to it. Legs wide open, and…

As he dropped to his knees in front of Keith, he realized Noel indeed sported matching nipple rings.

Keith laughed as he ruffled Scott’s hair. “Yep, matching pets. I love it. And I left you a gift.” He fisted Scott’s hair and forced him, on his knees, around to the end of the table where Noel’s completely bare pussy lay exposed.

Shoving Scott’s face into her pussy, Keith’s tone dropped into full-on Master. “Eat my pet out really good. And thank me for the privilege of leaving a couple of loads of my cum in there for you for extra flavoring.”

“Thank You, Sir!” Scott eagerly buried his face between her legs, licking her clit, dipping his tongue deep inside her pussy, savoring the taste of her, the taste of him.

Together.

Never in his wildest dreams—okay, maybe not wildest, because he’d had some pretty damn wild fantasies, but never in his most realistic dreams had he thought his hopes would come true.

To have both of them.

To not lose either.

Noel moaned as Keith plunged his fingers into Scott’s hair again, holding his head in place. “How’s my pet taste, boy? With that extra flavoring. Since yesterday, I’ve fucked her in every hole, filled her with my cum, multiple times.” Keith squatted down as Scott’s tongue sped up, knowing Noel’s signs, knowing she was damned close.

“I’ve had a butt plug up that sweet ass of hers when my cock wasn’t in it,” Keith said. “And what a sweet ass she has. She told me that you’d never fucked her ass. Well, not only did I take care of that, I broke her in, with a dildo up her pussy at the same time.”

Noel came, loudly moaning.

“That’s my good boy,” Keith said. “Make sure my pet comes hard. I told her that from now on, I will make sure she is taken care of like that. If not by me, then by you. Or sometimes both of us. Is that a problem, boy?”

“No, Sir,” he mumbled into her pussy, his cock aching, straining.

“
I
especially own her ass. You don’t get to fuck her ass unless I give you permission. In fact, you don’t get to fuck her, period, without my permission. Although there might be times, like now, that I order you to make her come.”

He let go of Scott’s hair and walked around to her head. Spreading his legs, he straddled her head, his balls hanging over her mouth. She eagerly started licking and sucking Keith’s balls, even rimming him, it looked like.

Keith stared into his eyes, a pleased smile on Keith’s face and his cock already hard. “Make her come again,” Keith ordered. “I had her tied to the bed this morning using a vibrator on her while she sucked my balls. I love the way she screams when she comes hard. It feels so fucking good.”

Scott redoubled his efforts, using two fingers in her pussy as well. Under him, Noel twisted, straining, still moaning until another, louder cry, muffled by Keith’s sac in her mouth, just about made his own cock explode.

“Yeeesss,” Keith hissed. “Just…like…that.”

Scott couldn’t help moaning at how hot this was. Noel was obviously enjoying it.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” Keith said, reaching for the TV remote. He changed it, then grabbed his phone and swiped through to something. On the TV, Noel was tied down, this time to the dining room table.

Video.

“I didn’t want you to miss this,” Keith said, getting up and walking around behind him. “So watch while you’re eating my pet out.” Keith dropped to his knees behind Scott and reached around, unfastening his pants and shoving them and his briefs down.

“Good boy. You did have it in.” Keith pulled the butt plug out and dropped it onto a towel on the floor. Then Scott heard the
snick
of the top on a bottle of lube being uncapped right before Keith’s thick knob pressed against his ass.

Keith grabbed his hips. “Don’t stop making my pet come,” he ordered as he sank his cock home balls-deep inside him.

On the video, Keith was filming himself fucking Noel on the table, narrating what was going on as she got her nipples pierced. The sounds of her coming on the video filled the air as she echoed those sounds in real life.

Keith leaned in. “She and I have talked. She’s good with a little bedroom humiliation,” he said. “So I hope you are, too. Because there will be times I tie her up and make her beg to be included, and times I’ll make you suffer while I make her head explode.” He took several hard, fast, deep thrusts inside Scott’s ass.