Chapter 6: The Surprise Reunion
Lia stirred at the unfamiliar weight dipping the mattress, her sleep-fogged mind registering warmth and an achingly familiar cologne cutting through Sarah's perfume. She opened her eyes to find Jason, gloriously naked, his hard cock already standing thick and urgent against his stomach, sliding under the covers between them. Sarah gasped beside her, waking instantly, her hand instinctively finding Jason's chest as Lia’s fingers brushed his hip. "Jason?" Lia breathed, her voice thick with sleep and sudden, liquid heat.
"Couldn't stay away," Jason growled, his voice rough with need, eyes dark pools reflecting the city lights filtering through the curtains. His hands were already moving, one sliding up Lia’s thigh, the other skimming Sarah’s waist. "Seeing those pictures… Christ."
Lia felt a surge of possessiveness mixed with reckless abandon. She pressed a hungry kiss to Jason’s shoulder, tasting salt and home. "Your turn, Sarah," she murmured against his skin, her hand guiding Sarah’s towards his rigid shaft. "Show him. Make him come any way you want." Sarah needed no further encouragement; her fingers closed around Jason’s cock, a low moan escaping her lips as she felt its heat and solid girth. "Fuck, Jason," she breathed, pumping him slowly, her thumb swirling over his slick tip. She leaned in, capturing his mouth in a deep, open kiss, her tongue tangling with his as her hand worked him steadily.
Lia watched, mesmerized, as Sarah broke the kiss and slithered down Jason’s body. Sarah’s gaze locked with Lia’s for a possessive second before she took Jason’s cock deep into her mouth, lips stretching obscenely around his thickness. Her head bobbed with practised rhythm, hollowing her cheeks, her saliva glistening on his shaft. Jason’s groan was primal, his hips bucking slightly off the mattress. "That’s it, baby," Lia whispered, her own hand slipping between her legs, fingers finding her clit wet and swollen. "Suck your husband’s beautiful cock." Sarah sucked harder, her fingers working his balls, her other hand braced on his hip. Jason’s breathing hitched, his muscles tensing. "So close… Sarah… fuck."
Pulling off with a wet pop, Sarah straddled him in one fluid motion. "Lia?" she panted, lining his cockhead up with her soaked entrance. "Want this?" Lia nodded, her throat tight. "Give it to her," she managed. Sarah sank down, taking Jason inside her with a low, satisfied groan, her cunt stretching tight around him. She began to ride him hard, her hips grinding in deep circles, her tits bouncing. "Oh god, yes! Feels so fucking good, Jason," she cried, her head thrown back. Lia watched his cock vanish and reappear, glistening with Sarah’s arousal, felt the vibrations through the mattress. After minutes of Sarah’s relentless rhythm, Jason’s climax hit hard; he gripped her hips, thrusting up wildly as he emptied himself deep inside her with a guttural roar. Sarah shuddered, grinding down to take every last pulse.
Still panting, Sarah rolled off, her thighs glistening. "Your turn, Lia," she whispered, her eyes heavy-lidded. Lia needed no urging. She climbed onto Jason, his cock still slick with their combined wetness, hard again despite his recent release. She sank down onto him, crying out at the intense fullness, the delicious friction. She rode him slower than Sarah, deep, deliberate strokes, her eyes locked on his. "Missed you," she gasped, feeling his hands grip her ass. The sight of his cock sliding in and out of her, coated in Sarah’s cum and her own slick, pushed her closer. "Inside me," she begged. "Please." He thrust up hard, filling her completely as he came again, his seed spilling hot and thick into her depths. Lia clenched around him, trembling through her own peak.
Later, sticky and spent, they guided a dazed Jason to the shower. The hot water sluiced over them as Sarah knelt, her hands massaging his thighs before her mouth found his cock once more. She sucked him back to hardness, her tongue relentless. Lia pressed close behind Jason, her soapy hands sliding over his chest, pinching his nipples, whispering filthy encouragement in his ear. With Sarah’s mouth working him and Lia’s hands roaming, Jason surrendered to a third, shuddering climax, his release hitting the shower tiles as he sagged between them, utterly drained.