Chapter seventy-three: Queen Of Blowjob

Chapter seventy-three: Queen Of Blowjob

Jessica

Jeffrey went to grab towels, leaving me and Jorge alone. I decided I wasn't going to wait for him so I pushed Jorge down on the bed, straddling his waist and immediately pressing my lips to his. He unbuttoned my shirt very hastily, our lips never disconnecting as he slid the fabric off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

His hands found my breast and then I knew I made a good choice to wear the red lingerie tonight. I pushed him to lay down, only for a moment catching our breath before our lips molded together again. I reached down between us to palm his cóck through his trousers, noticing he was actually similar in size to Jeffrey.

"Oh, fúck, Jessica."

He moaned against our lips and I began leaving a trail of kisses down his scruffy jawline.

"Oh," I heard Jeffrey and then he walked through the door.

"You two have already started without me?"

I felt two hands on my hips before I was hastily pulled off Jorge and I squealed as Jeffrey stood in front of him. He grabbed my face in his hands as he crashed our lips together. I felt Jorge's hand on my waist, his lips coming in contact with my shoulder as he stuck his thumbs under the hem of my jeans and pulled them down my legs.

I stepped out of them and Jeffrey pushed me onto the bed. He smirked and took his shirt off, leaving his tie on before he walked around to the other side, crawling onto the sheets behind me. Jorge made eye contact with him and laughed, I turned to see what was so funny, only to see Jeffrey with his index and middle fingers placed on either side of his mouth and his tongue stuck between them. I felt my face pale and Jeffrey looked down at me with a smug grin while Jorge crawled onto the bed and grabbed both my legs, pulling them apart as he tugged my body closer to his.

As Jorge started kissing my legs, Jeffrey leaned over me and kissed my lips. I felt my panties being tugged down my legs, exposing myself to Jorge and I instantly felt self-conscious and slightly guilty with keeping such a secret from my best friend, Janice. All of those feelings were immediately brushed aside when I felt Jorge's fingers press against my pússy and I moaned into Jeffrey's month.

I arched my back, grabbing the sheets in my hand as I felt Jorge's lips on my lower abdomen. My legs were suddenly thrown over his shoulder as he wasted no time pressing his lips to my clit. I groaned, gripping the sheets and I felt Jeffrey's fingers slid my bra straps down my shoulder.

Jorge began sucking me and I gasped, allowing Jeffrey to attach his mouth to mine and slip his own tongue between my lips. One of my hands tangled in Jeffrey's messy hair while the other gripped the short strands of Jorge's hair. He squeezed my thighs, holding them apart and l had to try and keep myself from trying to close them.

When Jorge pulled away, Jeffrey broke the kiss as well and I swore they had everything choreographed because the minute they made eye contact, Jorge grabbed my hips and flipped me over. I heard him sliding his pants down his legs and Jeffrey leaned back against the pillow, motioning with his fingers for me to come closer.

I bit my lips and smiled, crawling towards him and out of habit, I blurted as I tugged his briefs down.

"Let me suck you off, daddy."

Jeffrey's eyes widened immediately as well as mine. I looked over my shoulder at Jorge who simply raised his hands in defense.

"What happens in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom." Jeffrey stated and I felt the heat rising in my cheeks.

"You seemed more like an angel type, baby girl. But the devil is between my the sheets." Jeffrey smirked and I looked at him, sending him a glare to get him to stop talking.

"Don't give me that look." He cocked his head and raised his eyebrows.

"If you start acting up, I will just have Jorge punish you."

"Excuse me?" I scoffed

I couldn't even get another word out before I felt a hard smack on my right ass, instantly causing me to gasp and look over my shoulder. Jorge merely knelt there with his lips pressed and pretending to be innocent but I knew both of them were far from it.

"We are going to play this game, are we?" I asked, looking back to Jeffrey and he frowned.

I grabbed Jeffrey by the tie, pulling him up and sitting him at the edge of the bed. I stepped down from the bed to stand in front of him. I shot a look at Jorge, sending him the clue that I wanted him to sit at the edge of the bed as well. He immediately obliged, sitting himself next to Jeffrey and they both looked at me confused.

"My body, my rules." I said, crossing my arms.

"Who said you could take charge?" Jeffrey said and my eyes snapped to him.

"Since I am the only woman here, I think it is only fair that we play by my rules." I said, letting my hand make its way into his hair before caressing his cheek.

"Surely you can handle that, can't you?"

I let my index finger trail down his jawline and then his neck, letting my touch stimulate his nerves. He pressed his lips and Jorge snickered beside him.

"Looks like Jessica is Daddy now." He jokingly said to Jeffrey.

I felt extremely confident in this moment, Jeffrey never let me be dominant and now that I had the opportunity, I am taking the bull by the horns.

"So," I smiled, unhooking my bra and letting it fall to the floor.

Jorge's eyes widened and I watched Jeffrey's Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed harshly.

"Who is first?" They both looked at each other before Jeffrey raised his hand and I moved closer to him.

"F…fúck,"

Jeffrey moaned, my lips wrapped around his hardened cóck and I smirked as I let him go with a pop of my lips. I licked a long stripe up his shaft like he always enjoyed, watching his eyelids flutter as I went right away to pressing my lips to his balls. If there was anything Jeffrey loved most, it was probably my tongue which is exactly why I fondled him by flicking my tongue back and forth.

"Gosh, you look so sexy like that." He grunted and soon I realized how long I had been sucking him off that I hadn't given Jorge any attention for the past few minutes.

I sucked on Jeffrey for a few more seconds before I kissed his shaft, turning my attention to Jorge and tugging his briefs down. He seemed a little nervous with me being so forward.

"Jessica, you don't have to do this if you aren't comfortable."

"No, I want to." I looked up at him with a reassuring smile.

"Are you sure? I mean if it is too much, we can just…."

"Shut up, dude." Jeffrey interrupted.

"She is the queen of blowjobs, you won't be disappointed."

"I just don't want things to be too awkward if…."

I interrupted him by wrapping my lips around his cóck and he suddenly stuttered with his words. He couldn't even finish his sentence.

"If you know...um…fúck. Oh, that feels so good."

Jorge was probably slightly shorter than Jeffrey in length and that only made it easier. After a few minutes of giving him the blowjob of his wildest dreams, Jeffrey immediately pulled my back and bit down on his bottom lips.

"It is my turn now?" He blurted.

"Is it?" I smirked, sitting up straight and climbing on top of him to straddle his waist, grabbing his hair in my hand and pulling his head back to expose his neck. I pressed my lips to the skin below his ear, feeling his fingers dig into my hips.

"It is your turn if you have been a good boy for me."

He groaned and I felt his body vibrate against my mouth as I sucked harshly on his skin, enough to leave a mark by morning.

"I loved the way your body reacts to my touch." I whispered.

I blew some cold air onto the fresh mark on his neck. He shivered, only to prove my point. I pushed him down on the bed, positioning myself just right and carefully lowering myself onto his length. He grabbed my breast in his hands. I moaned, grinding my hips and getting into a rhythm as I rode him.

Honestly, it felt like regular sex with Jeffrey and while I remained on top of him with our hips moving in sync, it didn't even feel like Jorge was present. But I eventually had to get off one and pleasure the other. Once I had ridden Jeffrey for a proper amount of time, I carefully slid off him and let him finish himself with a handjob.

"You know," I breathed heavily as I made my way to Jorge.

"This reminds me of a cheer we once did for my high school wrestling team. It was banned though." He swallowed, his eyes trained on my lips.

"And what was that?"

"It went something like, we are hot but we sure ain't cocky. Now ride your man like a Kawasaki." He blinked.

I straddled him, slowly lowering myself onto his cóck and started moving my hips. Although Jeffrey said no fucking but I couldn't help it, I was overwhelmed at the fact that I am dominanting men at the same time. It felt so good being on top of them, riding life out of them.


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"I am not sure I would ever do this again." Jeffrey said as we were on my way back home. I finished packing my hair in a bun and looked at him.

"What makes you say that?" He licked his bottom lips, momentarily glancing at me.

"I hated seeing you on top Jorge."

"But you were the one who suggested this." He rolled his eyes.

"I know, I know. I wanted to be adventurous but I think this experience proves that I can't share you with anyone."

"I am not some toy to share, Jeffrey."

"I know you are not, which is why we are never doing a threesome again. You are only mine."

I smiled softly and leaned over the console to press a kiss to his stubble jawline.

"I love you." I mumbled.

His facial features softened and the corner of his mouth turned into a small side smile.

"I love you more." He responded.