CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39

She’d finally set the spoon down, the pot still bubbling behind her. She stood there with her arms crossed, her lips pursed like she was about to scold me. But then she shook her head slowly, a sly smile spreading across her face.

"You know," she said, walking toward me with a sway in her hips, "you pissed me off with all that racket. But... watching you fuck her like that—" she nodded at Jasmine, still spread out on the table, pussy leaking my cum in messy strings, "—made me wet."

I raised an eyebrow, cock still half-hard, twitching with leftover heat. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," she purred. "Horny bastard... you got me dripping just listening to you pound her."

Before I could say another word, she was kneeling in front of me, her fingers wrapping around my cock. I groaned, the sensitivity shooting straight through me as her small hand gave me one slow, teasing stroke.

"Fuck, Tessa..." I muttered, looking down as her tongue peeked out, licking the bead of cum at the tip.

"Mmm," she hummed, swirling her tongue around the head before sucking it into her mouth with a wet pop. "God—you taste filthy."

My hand instinctively went to her hair, fingers curling in her strands as she bobbed her head slowly, dragging her lips down my shaft. Her throat flexed, gagging softly as I hit the back, then she pulled off with a string of spit clinging to her lips.

"You like this, don’t you?" she whispered, stroking me fast, her eyes glinting up at me. "Making me taste Jasmine’s pussy off your cock."

"Shit..." I groaned, hips twitching forward. "Keep talking."

She smirked and swallowed me down again, this time taking me deeper. Her throat squeezed, gagging louder as her nose brushed my stomach. My grip tightened in her hair, forcing her to stay down as I groaned low in my chest.

"Yeah, choke on it," I growled. "Take all of me, Tessa."

She moaned around my cock, the vibrations buzzing through me. Spit streamed down her chin, slicking her hand as she pumped what her mouth couldn’t reach. She pulled off again, gasping for breath, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before smirking up at me.

"God, you’re fucking big when you’re this hard," she panted, stroking me fast. "You’re throbbing like you’re about to blow again already."

I hissed, my hips jerking. "You keep sucking like that and I won’t last two seconds."

"Good," she smirked, taking me back into her mouth, bobbing faster now. Gagging, choking, slobbering—it was messy, wet, obscene. She grabbed my balls with her free hand, rolling them as she worked my cock like she was trying to drain me dry.

I tilted my head back, groaning loud. "Fuck, Tessa—you’re a goddamn slut for this."

She pulled back for a second, spit dripping down her chin, eyes wild. "Yeah? I’m your slut. Cum for me, Evan—feed me that load. I want it all down my throat."

That was it. My whole body jerked as I groaned deep, shooting hot cum straight into her mouth.

"Fuck!" I growled, gripping her head tight as I emptied myself down her throat.

She gagged but swallowed, her throat working around me as she took every spurt. Cum spilled from the corner of her lips, dripping to her tits as she kept sucking, milking every last drop.

When I finally sagged back against the counter, she let me slip free with a wet pop, a thick string of spit and cum connecting her lips to my cock.

Tessa wiped her mouth with her fingers, then licked them clean with a grin. "Mmm... messy, but worth it."

I exhaled hard, still twitching, still reeling. "Fuck me..."

She smirked, sitting back on her heels, eyes glinting. "Already did. Twice this week, actually. And we’re just getting started."

"Sarcastic, huh?"

"Only when I’m horny."

I barely had time to catch my breath before Jasmine came strutting over, her tits bouncing, her thighs slick from the pounding I’d just given her. She licked her lips, glancing down at Tessa still kneeling at my cock, spit and cum smeared all over her mouth.

"Well," Jasmine said with a little laugh, "I leave you alone for one second, and you’re already letting her clean up my mess."

Tessa looked up, smug, still stroking me lazily. "He needed it. And I needed a taste."

Jasmine rolled her eyes, but her smirk gave her away. "You greedy little bitch." Then she turned to me. "And you—" she shoved my chest, pushing me down flat onto the floor, "—aren’t done."

I grunted as my back hit the tiles, still half-hard, cock twitching with leftover heat. Jasmine swung one leg over me, straddling my chest, then moved further up until her wet pussy hovered right above my face.

"You ate earlier," she said, looking down at me with a grin, "but I didn’t get enough of your tongue. Open that mouth."

Well, at least she had the courtesy to clean her pussy. Tasting my own cum was at the bottom of my bucket list.

Before I could reply, she dropped her hips, grinding her slick cunt right against my mouth. I groaned, grabbing her thighs, and started licking, tasting the mix of my cum and her juices.

"Fuck, that’s it," she moaned, rolling her hips on my tongue. "God, Evan... lick me good. Don’t stop."

Meanwhile, Tessa stood up, stripped off her pants and panties in one smooth move, and climbed onto me.

"You’re still hard," she teased, gripping my cock. "Perfect."

She positioned herself, guiding me inside her dripping pussy with a hungry moan.

"Oh fuck, yes..." she gasped, sinking down on me until I was buried in her. "God, you stretch me out so fucking good."

The heat of her cunt clenched tight around me, squeezing every inch. She started bouncing, her tits jiggling, hands on my chest for balance.

"Look at this," Jasmine laughed breathlessly above me, grinding her pussy against my face harder. "He’s got his tongue buried in me and his cock buried in you. Fucking multitasker."

Tessa groaned, tossing her head back. "Mmm, he loves it. Don’t you, Evan? You love being used like this."

I tried to respond, but all that came out was a muffled groan against Jasmine’s dripping slit.

She laughed, grinding harder. "That’s a yes. He’s moaning like a little bitch while licking me."

"God, he’s twitching inside me," Tessa panted, riding me harder now. "He’s gonna cum again if I keep this up. You close, Evan? You gonna blow another load for us?"

Jasmine giggled, tugging my hair. "Don’t you dare cum yet. You hold that shit in. Your job is eating me until I say stop."

I grunted into her pussy, tongue swirling around her clit as she shivered and ground down harder.

"Fuuuck, yes," she moaned. "Just like that. God, your tongue’s perfect. You were made for this."

Tessa was riding me like a damn machine now, slapping down on my hips with wet smacks, her cunt swallowing me whole. She looked down at me, sweat dripping from her hairline. "He’s filling me so deep... fuck, I swear I can feel him in my stomach."

Jasmine threw her head back, laughing breathlessly. "Don’t make him cum yet. I want to feel his tongue longer."

Tessa leaned down, panting in my ear as she rode me. "You hear that, Evan? No cumming. You hold it, or we’ll punish you."

I groaned, hands gripping Jasmine’s thighs tighter as I tried to keep control. My cock was throbbing inside Tessa, every squeeze of her pussy pulling me closer.

"You’re fighting it," Tessa smirked, grinding slow circles on me. "I can feel it. You’re right on the edge, aren’t you?"

Jasmine moaned above me, grinding harder, dripping all over my mouth and chin. "Mmm, he’s twitching his tongue like crazy. He loves being smothered."

"Of course he does," Tessa said, biting her lip as she rode me faster again. "He’s our toy now. Look at him, pinned under both of us, drowning in pussy."

I groaned again, hips jerking up into her.

"Fuck yes, ride him," Jasmine moaned, looking over her shoulder. "Drain him dry, Tess. Make him lose his mind."

"Oh, I’m planning to," Tessa gasped, slamming down harder, faster, her pussy squelching with every thrust. She leaned over, nails dragging down my chest. "Cum for us, Evan. Cum inside me. I want it dripping out of me."

Jasmine slapped my cheek lightly, grinding harder. "Not yet. Not until I’m done with your tongue. Don’t you dare cum without my permission."

"God, you’re cruel," Tessa laughed, still fucking me mercilessly. "He’s dying down there. Look at him—sweating, twitching, moaning. He’s right there."

Jasmine moaned, thighs squeezing my head. "Good. Makes the tongue better. Keep licking, Evan. Don’t stop."

I groaned, pushing my tongue harder against her clit, lapping at her juices while Tessa rode me raw. My cock felt like it was about to explode, every thrust sending shockwaves through me.

"You’re not gonna last," Tessa panted, biting her lip, hair falling in her face. "I can feel it. You’re about to flood me, aren’t you?"

Jasmine gasped, grinding faster. "Don’t. Hold it, Evan. If you cum now, I’ll be pissed."

"Fuck—he’s throbbing inside me," Tessa moaned, throwing her head back. "God, it feels so good. I don’t even care if he cums—I want it. I want him to fill me up."

"No. He waits. He holds it. That’s his job."