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“Ghhhhh,” I moaned into his mouth, the
pleasure overwhelming me. It had been too long. Squirming my hips,
I pressed down on him, feeling his hard flesh stretching me wide.
So fucking good.

His fingers gripped me as he lifted again,
drawing slowly out of me. Then back down, quickly sheathing into
me. We began our rhythm, slowly fucking as he held me in his strong
arms.

The still-functioning part of my brain knew
that where we were standing was not in the line of sight of either
camera, so Shane wouldn’t get to watch me fuck Joey like this. I
was curious to how he would react. Would he get turned on by seeing
me, or would he get jealous because I was with another man? I found
it hard to concentrate on the question as Joey’s cock pistoned in
and out of me.

I sensed we were moving, and then Joey was
bending over and setting me down. I opened my eyes to see I was now
lying back on the bed, with Joey still lodged within me, lying
between my legs. I looked over to the side, and saw that Tony and
Gwen had shifted position, and were now lying like we were,
sideways on the bed with her on the bottom, welcoming his long
thrusts.

Her face was turned towards me and it seemed
like she didn’t see me at first, her eyes glazed over in lust. But
then she blinked and the recognition came, and she smiled at me. I
smiled back and we looked into each other’s eyes as our bodies
moved in time with the thrusting of the two men.

The sensuality of sharing this with her
overwhelmed me, and I was surprised to find I was coming, the wave
of pleasure surging out of nowhere to overtake my body. I cried out
and my eyes rolled up as I clung to Joey’s hard body, his thrusts
never losing a beat as my cunt spasmed around his intruding
shaft.

When I regained my senses, I saw Gwen was
still staring at me, her eyes wide from watching me come. I could
tell she was close, and sure enough, seconds later her body tensed
as her muscles corded, her face a grimace of ecstasy as she cried
out her pleasure.

The guys continued to fuck us, like twin
locomotives, spreading us open with their invading cocks. My legs
went up around Joey’s back, opening myself further to him and
holding him in my embrace. My nails raked down his sides, and he
shuddered from the sensation. He was looking down at me with his
half-lidded green eyes, and a look of sensuous concentration on his
face. He may have had a wandering eye when it came to women, but
when you were with him like this, you had his complete
attention.

He pulled out of me and placed his hands on
my hips, turning them. I knew what he wanted and turned over onto
my stomach, moving to my knees and raising my ass, while I turned
my face sideways and laid it on the bed. Gwen’s and my eyes met
again, and she got to watch my face as Joey’s cock once again found
my cuntal mouth, and drove into my clutching wetness in one hard
thrust. She smiled as she saw the pleasure fill me.

Her hand left Tony’s shoulder and flopped
down on the bed, extended out to me. I slid mine over and took it,
squeezing it tightly in time with Joey’s thrusts against my ass. We
held hands, connected that way, sharing our mutual pleasure. I
found myself staring at her lips, so soft and swollen from her
desire, and I wondered what they would feel like against mine.

Overcome with lust, I pushed up on my arms
slightly, and turned my body so that I was now close to her. Joey
continued to thrust, battering my ass with resounding slaps of his
hips, at I stared down into Gwen’s face. She smiled at me, as if
knowing what I desired and letting me know it was ok.

Lowering my head, our lips were close, and I
could feel her warm breath on my skin. We both still moved with the
rhythm of the cocks in us, and our lips grazed against each
other.

I kissed her, and her lips were welcoming and
warm, so soft against mine. We shared a breath as I allowed the
sensuousness of the moment to flow through me. Other than my
experiment with Beth, being with another woman never really
intrigued me. And this wasn’t really like that. It was just us two
sharing the pleasure of being fucked.

I felt her tongue against mine, and I sucked
on it gently. Joey’s cock was doing wonderful things to my cunt,
and I knew I was about to go off again. And, being familiar with
Joey’s rhythms, I knew he was getting close also. His fingers dug
into my hips, as he relentlessly jammed his cock into my clasping
depths.

I slid my tongue between Gwen’s lips,
exploring her mouth as she moaned softly. I felt a hand on my
breast and my nipple being pinched, and I realized it was her. I
returned the favor, squeezing her rubbery nub and enjoying the
resulting gasp in my mouth.

My pussy churned around Joey’s brutal cock,
and I felt my own juices running down my thighs. My inner muscles
rippled up and down his length, preparing for the imminent
explosion.

Gwen surprised me by coming first, her orgasm
forcing a high-pitched groan from her lips, as her fingers cruelly
abused my nipple. That sent me over, and my body jerked back
against Joey, causing his thickness to press deep, filling me
completely as my cunt violently spasmed around it. I continued to
kiss Gwen as I cried out my ecstasy, feeling wave after wave of
pleasure wash over me.

Then Joey was coming. His hands tightened
painfully on my skin, and I felt his cock swell inside of me as he
began jetting his seed deep. He growled out a groan as his back
arched and locked, his hips firmly lodged against my ass. Feeling
this, I felt a second orgasm beginning, and my body jerked and
thrashed as it blasted through me. As I cried out again, I heard
another groan join in, which signaled Tony’s eruption.

I held still and felt the ebbing waves roll
through me. Gwen and I were still close, but now my head was
pressed into the bed next to hers, convulsive tremors shivering
through my body. I breathed deep, trying to catch my breath. Weak,
my legs slid out from under me as I laid flat on my stomach. Joey
followed me down, keeping his slick softening cock inside of me. He
nuzzled at the back of my neck as his warm body covered mine, and
his arms slipped around me. After a few moments, he shifted and
laid beside me, his cock slipping out and leaving a wet trail of
our mixed juices across my asscheek.

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.

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.”

“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.”

Shane’s brow furrowed and he scratched his
head. “So wait, Tony’s in my bed with this Gwen girl, and then he
makes a pass at you? How does that happen?