3. Second Chances

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The next morning, I leave early. I don't want any awkward morning talks when last night was so excellent. I spend the day unpacking and finally stop to turn on Netflix and order a pizza.

I can't stop thinking about both men, the way they touched me and the way they felt inside me. I wish, for half a second, I had stayed this morning. I could have had them both again.

I could have helped Dan forget all about his girlfriend leaving. The thin cotton of my t-shirt doesn't hide my hard nipples, and I circle them with a shaky finger, replaying last night again and again until my hand drifts over my underwear. Just as I'm about to go get my vibrator, my doorbell rings.

Groaning, I jump up and accept the pizza delivery. I shouldn't be this horny. I just spent last night getting fucked by two men.

So I focus on the pizza and a rerun of an old sitcom. It works. Until my phone rings.

I pick up the phone with a mouthful of food. Hello? I like how you sound with your mouth full, Kat.

Jordan! I missed you this morning. I was planning on making pancakes.

How are you? I'm okay. I have to unpack and get ready for my new job tomorrow.

Everything is okay though, right? Did you have fun last night? It was, uh, good.

Just good, huh? More than good. I had a lot of fun with you both.

So it was good when I played with your pussy while you sucked Dan's cock? That was so fucking hot. And the way he fucked you so hard while your mouth was filled with my dick? I squeeze my legs together and groan as I remember how filthy that felt, but how much it turned me on.

Next time, fuck my throat harder. You are so fucking sexy. Pulling my shirt over my breasts, I slowly tease them with my fingers until a breathy moan escapes.

I hear Jordan take another unsteady breath, and it makes me smile. Tell me what you're doing now. My fingers are slowly circling my nipples.

First one, then running across my soft skin to the other. My nipples are hard, so hard. At the thought of you.

Go on. I'm pinching them between my fingers. It's sending a tingle straight to my pussy.

Now I'm rolling them in my fingers, gently, lazily. With my eyes shut, it's almost like you're here. So softly, I can barely take it.

My pussy is so wet for you, Jordan. God, I want to touch myself. Just thinking about you and Dan last night is making me want to cum.

Do it. Slouch your fingers into your panties and circle your clit, but only your clit. I whimper as I gently stroke my clit.

My legs shake, and I lean eagerly into each soft touch. I'm already so wet that it's hard not to let my fingers slip further, to dive into my pussy. Want more? No, not yet.

I want you to use two fingers on your clit now, harder and faster. I put the phone on speaker so I can indulge myself and use both hands, one using my panties and the other cups my breast as my thumb circles and flicks over my nipple, which is so sensitive I want to scream. Are you touching yourself? Fuck yes.

Put your fingers in your pussy. Touch yourself like I did last night. Just one finger inside my pussy and one on my clit has me close to the edge.

I make sure that Jordan can hear each moan. I want you here, eating my pussy and fingering me. I want you to fuck me while I take Dan's cock down my throat.

I can't wait to be inside you again. I've never talked like this before, but it makes me hot and tingly all over. My hips raise into my hand as my body rolls against the thrusting of my fingers.

I want you to put one more finger in your pussy. I'm so wet. For you.

Faster. I fuck myself faster while my thumb circles my clit, harder and harder until my legs tremble and I have to bite my lip to stay in control. Knowing he's on the other line touching himself with the thought of me is turning me on so fucking much.

Imagine me between your legs, Kat. Imagine me fucking your pussy, licking you from head to toe. Do you know how fucking bad I want you? I force my fingers to stop, even though I'm right on the edge.

My body drops back to the couch as I pant and squirm, riding the tingles and throbs at the very tip of the wave. Jordan waits a second, then gives me the next order. Next time the three of us are together, I want to fuck your ass, Kat.

Tease your ass with a finger, tell me how it feels. My pussy throbs at the thought, and I roll onto my belly, propping myself up on my knees. I suck my finger, making sure he can hear how wet it is, then slide it over my ass, turning from cheek to cheek and dipping briefly into the cleft between them.

I shiver with pleasure and slowly stroke my clit again. It feels intense. I don't push in.

Not yet. I'm just getting used to the feeling of something pushing against my ass as I go back to fucking my pussy with my fingers. I can hear Jordan moaning and panting on the other side of the phone, and it feels so hot knowing I'm the one making him so turned on.

I picture him stroking his cock, his hand tight around it as his muscles flex. It's thick and throbbing and dripping pre-cum. This makes me groan, and I sink my fingers deep into my pussy while allowing a finger into my ass, up to the first knuckle.

I groan, low and deep in Jordan's pants. Oh, yes. Keep going.

Keep going, Kat. Keep talking to me. I've got one finger in my ass and two more deep in my pussy.

Tell me how it feels. Amazing. I'm pushing in deeper.

I can feel my ass stretching to fit it in. It's so hot, Jordan. Like I'm being filled in a way I've never been before.

Oh, fuck. I'm so hard. Touching myself and thinking about how I'm gonna feel you next time I see you.

How I'm gonna fuck your ass so hard and play with your pussy until you scream. Oh, fuck. Jordan, you're gonna make me cum if you keep talking like that.

I'm so close. My dick's ready to explode. I'm ready to cum deep in your ass.

I'm on the edge. I clit hard and fast as I fuck my pussy with two fingers and my ass with one. I groan and pant into the couch as my body sways with each thrust of my hand.

The sensations flowing from my pussy and blasting throughout my body. Fuck. Fuck, yes.

Fuck, Jordan. Fuck. I hear his harsh growl on the other side of the line as I ride out my orgasm.

Fingers still working my body until I slump over, exhausted. My inside thighs are slick with my own juices and I feel hot all over. I groan softly and pick up the phone, dragging it close to me.

Oh, my God. That was so good. You just wait until I get my hands on you again.

I need to feel you deep inside me next time. And it better be soon. I promise it will be.

I can't wait. We hang up and I take a quick shower before dropping back on the couch with pleasant humming still coursing through my body. As I eat my now cold pizza, I start planning a list of things for us to try.

I wonder if he likes rope. Thanks for watching.