Chapter 57 Chapter Fifty-Seven - Gabriella
I grind on him harder, licking my dry lips as one hand digs into his thigh while the other urges on his hand against my pussy. I want to feel him touch me. I want to feel his fingers inside me like the night we met when he made me weak at the knees.
“Touch me,” I beg.
“Forever,” he says reverently.
He slips my thong to the side and begins gliding his finger up and down my dripping folds. My eyes roll back as I let out an erotic moan. His finger moves slowly, teasingly, skimming over my opening and gently caressing my clit. I can feel my juices dripping towards my ass as my walls throb, yearning to hug his dick and milk every last drop from him. I’ve never liked when a guy comes inside me. I’ve avoided it at all costs for more than the obvious reasons, but with Jartre, I crave it. I crave the feeling of his warm cum coating my insides. Feeling him release his pleasure deep inside me over and over and over again.
My body spasms, quivering as my erotic thoughts shockingly bring me to the edge of orgasm. I feel something change, and I become aware of Jartre’s dick now feeling bare against my ass, no longer shrouded in clothing. I glance down at his perfectly sculpted naked legs as his dick nestles between my ass cheeks.
“Stand up,” he orders. With shaky legs I rise to my feet, my heart pounding in my ears and drowning out the sound of my playlist. “Bend down and touch your toes.” I swallow hard, slowly bending my body forward, touching my toes as he instructed.
His hands knead my ass firmly, squeezing them until they disappear only to come down on my cheeks in a thundering smack that shoots through my body. I jolt, letting out a cry as the sharp sting spreads across my cheeks, but as he massages and caresses away the sting, I find myself becoming wetter. He does it again, and again, my breathing now laboured as I struggle to hold my position.
He takes a firm hold of my ass cheeks and spreads them wide, leaving me completely exposed to his lustful eyes. A deep hedonistic moan leaves my body as I feel his tongue glide up my pussy, starting at my clit. His tongue briefly dips into my pussy, and he lets out a primal growl that makes my pussy vibrate, but he doesn’t stop. His tongue continues up to my ass until his tongue begins to tease and flick my ass hole while his thumb rubs my swollen clit.
My knees shake and I struggle to take in air as his tongue slides inside my ass.
“Oh fuck,” I groan. I feel myself about to topple over, but Jartre holds me securely in place as his tongue devours my ass. My groan intensifies when I feel his thumb slide inside my ass. “Jartre,” I moan his name as pleasure takes over my body.
“My baby loves her ass played with, don’t you?” he says in such an authoritative tone that my insides quiver while his thumb continues to work my ass.
“So much,” I say breathlessly.
He withdraws his thumb and pulls me down into his lap. With great ease, he lifts my hips and then slowly eases me down on his firm shaft. My moans grow an octave as I feel his dick slide deeper and deeper inside my ass. He grasps the back of my thighs and effortlessly lifts me, so my legs are dangling in the air as he begins to slow thrust in and out of my ass. I firmly grasp his hips, my moans filling the room as his dick continues to stretch me out, sinking deep inside me as if he wants to break his way through my insides.
My head slumps back against his chest as I surrender to his pleasurable movements, never wanting them to end. He kisses down my neck as his cock thrusts into me over and over.
“Baby…you feel so good,” I say, reaching back and wrapping my hand around the back of his neck.
“Do you trust me?”
“Always,” I moan.
“Then close your eyes, and trust me,” he whispers in my ear as his thrusts slow down.
Curiosity sinks in, but my heart and soul know he would never hurt me. I feel nothing but his yearning for our shared pleasure, more so mine than his, so I gladly close my eyes. A moment passes and I feel the energy in the air intensify, making my body tingle. Suddenly shock catapults through me when I feel a second pair of hands caress my airborne legs. My eyes snap open in a panic only to widen in shock when I see Jartre standing in front of me.
I look back at the man I’m holding onto and who is still buried inside my ass, to again see Jartre, and now I’m whipping my head back and forth in utter shock and confusion.
“It’s okay my love, it’s still me,” he purrs against my ear.
The Jartre in front of me stands tall and naked, his hard cock bobbing in front of my face as he caresses my legs. He begins to kiss and suck on my toes making my ass clench and Jartre behind me to groan into my ear. The Jartre in front of me has the same burning touch as the one behind me, but it’s a little more muted. It’s not as strong.
“What the fuck is happening?” I ask in bewilderment and confused arousal.
“I want to give you pleasure like you’ve never known. I want to be buried inside you every way I possibly can. If you’re not comfortable with this, I can make it go away.”
“Is this you?”
“In every physical and mental way, my love. Think of me like a clone,” the clone says, caressing my cheek.
Wait, so not only do I have a guy who can customize his cock to suit me, he can clone himself so I can have a threesome with the one guy and remain monogamous? If I have died and this is heaven, it’s fucking awesome.
“Gabriella, if you’re not okay with this…”Jartre starts to say, but I turn my head and silence him with a deep lingering kiss.
“I definitely want this,” I say with newfound excitement.
Jartre breaks into a bright smile and graces me with another smouldering kiss, when suddenly Clone Jartre, turns my face to his, kissing me with burning passion as his tongue enters my mouth, consuming me in his kiss. Jartre kisses along my shoulder and I feel my body burning all over as my mind tries to make sense of the increase of sensations.
Clone Jartre pulls back and begins rubbing his cock against my folds, I look down watching his cock become slick with my juices, carnal lust igniting my body like a furnace. He taps his cock against my clit making me whimper.
A sly smile creeps up his face, “It’s always polite to knock before entering,” he jokes.
My laugh turns into a moan, my eyes rolling back into my skull as he sinks his cock inside me to the hilt. I take a firm grip of Jartre’s hair as I dig – barely – my nails into the abs of Clone Jartre. With perfectly timed movements they begin to work together, one claiming my ass while the other claims my pussy. I’ve never been in a threesome and now I’m in one with the same man, and it’s fucking mind-blowing. I can feel Jartre’s pleasure deep within me and now I feel it to the power of two.
My loud wanton moans fill the air as Clone Jartre exposes my breasts and squeezes them, kneading them and pinching my nipples as he pounds my pussy.
“You have the tightest fucking pussy,” he groans insatiably. “The way it perfectly hugs my cock drives me crazy.”
His words turn me on even more as I feel my pussy throbbing around him.
“That’s it, milk my cock, baby,” he growls, picking up the pace.
Jartre sucks my earlobe into his mouth as he begins to pound my ass. My entire body begins to go rigid, every muscle coiling like a rubber band being pulled too tight.
“Fuck…Jartre…Jartre…fuck, I’m going to come,” I force out through gritted teeth.
Their pace increases to a mind-numbing level, pounding my ass and pussy so fast I can barely register it. Clone Jartre wraps his hand around my throat, angling my face up as he crashes his lips on mine, kissing me hard and hungrily. I try to kiss him back as my moans turn into cries of overwhelming, inexplicable ecstasy. My toes curl and my face scrunches in on itself as I take their delicious assault on my body until the orgasm that’s been building finally detonates like a nuclear reactor.
My screams and cries of unimaginable pleasure fill the room as my orgasm explodes through every nerve in my body, making my body shake and my every limb turn to jelly.
“Fuck, that’s it, baby! Come on my cocks!” Jartre growls as he thrusts harder.
My body becomes nothing more than a limp doll, my head lulling back against Jartre, my eyes unable to open as my orgasm seems never-ending as they continue to fuck me like the world is about to end. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, they each thrust deep inside me, letting out primal growls of sated pleasure, making me cry out as a whole new orgasm crashes over me like a wave as I feel their cum release deep inside me, filling me up just like I was craving.
Jartre’s many pants mingle with my own as he lowers my legs. My body feels spent, but I manage to open my eyes, mewling as Clone Jartre pulls out of me. His still-hard cock staring at me in warning.
“We’re far from done, my love,” says Jartre, and I wholeheartedly believe him.
I don’t know what more he has in store, but it’s either going to kill me or leave me craving more. Either way, bring it on.
I’m vaguely aware of strong, warm arms tucking me into bed. I feel myself in that place between awake and asleep, where I’m slightly aware of what’s going on around me but can’t find the energy to respond to it.
I feel the burning, but soothing touch of Jartre’s fingers as they comb through my hair. I feel him leaning down and placing a tender kiss on my temple.
“I’m in awe of you,” he whispers, my heart skipping a beat as my body tingles from his words. “Get some sleep, my love.”
The bed dips as I feel him get in beside me and snuggle up to me, clouding my body in his warmth. I feel myself slip into comfortable slumber, my body singing and tingling, spent from hours of sexual delight. But as I finally drift off to sleep, the darkness of sleep is quickly replaced by the image of the living room in my loft. A tall, statuesque figure stands before me with cascading fuchsia hair and intense, familiar, liquid silver eyes, that stare back at me with tenderness and compassion.
“I think it’s time you and I had a talk,” she says in a tranquil voice as the image disappears, allowing me to return to my slumber.