No Good Thing, Part Two

Once upon a time, Pup, Leo and I had some crazy plans to do a pretty wild threesome at a sex party. But Leo got held up at work (wah) and was exhausted by the time he got out. There was part o f me that was a little relieved: we’d kind of let ourselves go a tiny bit overboard in the planning and bit off more than we could chew. So we made new plans (yeah, guys, I am coy as hell) that were a little less crazy but were still beyond hot.

The plan was this: Leo and I were going to fuck until Pup got out of work and showed up at my place to join in. So when I reached over to answer my phone, I figured Pup was at my house already. But he was just calling to say that he was leaving work. Which was fine and exciting, but I was legitimately worried about getting worn out before he showed up.

Leo was alternating between fucking me and spinning me around to suck his cock, then going back to fucking me, then leaning down to lick my pussy. I’m notoriously sensitive, and so I was trying my hardest not to let myself get off before Pup got there. I didn’t want to have to cut the night off early on account of being too spent. 

When Pup arrived, Leo had me bent over the side of the bed and he was kneeling down on the floor, eating me out from behind. I could barely contain myself when I heard the key turning in the lock – I was buzzing with excitement and nervousness. I heard him walk into the bedroom and looked over my shoulder to see Pup smirking from the doorway, undoing the fly of his pants. “Having fun, baby?” 

He walked over and stood beside where Leo was kneeling, pausing a moment before smacking my ass. “Keep going,” he told Leo as he dragged my toy bag over. “I’m gonna tie her up.”