Chapter 8 - Sharing is Caring

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"That was delicious, Tam," Jonah said after dinner.

The four of them had sat and chatted around the coffee table as they ate. Cat's hand had been too trembly still, and she'd needed Jonah to butter her bread. When Tam noticed she'd apologized profusely, but Cat had waved her away, telling her it was totally worth it. What was some minor nerve damage among friends? They all picked a movie together and settled in to watch some mindless 90s action flick. Tam had curled up in Rick's lap and pulled a blanket over themselves.

As Bruce Willis delivered one of the final quips of the movie, Cat heard a suspicious noise. She looked over at the couch where Tam and Rick were hiding under the blanket, but it was too dark to make out much more than shapes. An explosion on screen briefly illuminated the room, and she saw Tam's head leaning back against Rick's shoulder, her hips clearly gyrating under the blankets. She could just make out the outline of Rick's arm crossing her body.

"That insatiable slut," she murmured under her breath, just loud enough for Jonah to catch. "I thought she'd be out of commission after—"

"What?"

"Rick's rubbing her cunt like they're teenagers at a movie theater. Don't look, let them have their fun."

The movie was reaching its climax, and judging by the occasional soft noises Cat heard coming from Tam, so was she. The theme swelled and suddenly grew silent as a massive explosions filled the screen, lighting up the room. The director had chosen to keep a realistic time delay between flash and sound for dramatic effect, which Tam had clearly not been expecting. Her moan was suddenly loud in the unexpected quiet of the movie.

Cat was glad Tam wasn't self-conscious enough to ruin her orgasm just cause she'd gotten caught, instead moaning louder.

After, Tam grinned sheepishly at Cat and Jonah. "Sorry. He spotted your toothmarks, and I can't resist a good hard cock poking my ass."

"Oh, that I can identify with." Cat grinned back.

"Are you two up for some more fun before bed?"

"Always," Jonah answered without even looking at Cat.

"Are you up for some DVP, Jonah?" Tam asked.

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Cat, you want to sit on my husband's face and give me another one of these on the other side?" She pointed at the brilliant purple bruise spreading on her neck.

"Only if I can make out with you too."

"Come on, let's go upstairs, I don't think the couch will work very well. I want to mess around a bunch first, but at the end of the night, I want two pulsing cocks filling my cunt at the same time."

Tam and Rick's bedroom was just opposite from the guest room. They had a king size bed, currently adorned with many pillows and a fluffy down comforter. Tam took the comforter off while the rest of them stripped. Jonah's cock sprang from his pants fully erect. The sight of him still turned Cat on even after two decades, she could just never get enough of that thing.

He walked up to Tam, who was bent over at the waist straightening the folded comforter on the floor next to the bed and grabbed her by the hips, his cock resting on the small of her back.

"Why hello, Jonah."

"Hey there, Tam."

"Seems like you're a bit too tall, huh?" she said, standing up with her back still towards him, reaching up to put her hand on his neck. His cock was pressed between them. She turned around to face him, wiggling her hips sensually.

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