No. Stay busy.

written in collaboration with @telaviv telaviv

You like where you are just fine, so you don't answer right away. Ashley kneels by the coffee table, begging with her eyes. You must have waited too long to answer as you feel Tibby turn so that she is fully facing Ashley. She says, "I don't think so. Last night you didn't get off his dick once you were on it."

You lean forward to kiss Tibby where her neck meets her shoulder. "Now pet, there's no reason to get wound up. We can finish this and put on a good show for her. Ashley, why don't you edge to your own personal porn show here."

This has the effect of your partner's increased enthusiasm. You feel a brief relaxation and think you hear a small purr and then Tibby shifts to a different angle and goes even slower. She becomes more vocal too, purring with every plunge and sighing with every lift, always lifting herself until only your head remains inside her. She holds that pose for a couple of seconds before repeating the journey down your dick.

Ashley hasn't said how she feels but she raises up her butt and sticks it out, shifting her knees wider. She leans forward and puts one hand on the coffee table, the other between her spread legs.

Tibby's hands are on your knees and you can feel her fingers slightly clench and relax, matching the rhythm of your joining. Your hands rest near her inner thighs, stroking her without effort as she moves beneath them.

The same rhythm is being matched by the bunny, who is making small noises once in a while. Then you hear a thump as she brings down her whole forearm to rest on the coffee table. Some of the lighter snacks like potato chips shift with the impact. She's now plunging her fingers in and out of her at the same time that Tibby is getting filled and emptied. Both sets of hips making the same motions.

You gradually reach your peak. You snake your nose up the side of Tibby's neck to her ear and whisper, "I'm ready; cum with me." You feel her tense up, ready to orgasm and know that you can hold on a little longer to wait a few seconds for her. It would be a shame to bring her this close and ... the wait is over.

You wrap your arms around Tibby as you both enjoy the show in front of you. Ashley's arousal keeps building as she touches herself faster than before. With her eyes closed she may have forgotten you're there. When she's right on the brink of cumming, you raise your voice and order "Hands off!"

Startled, Ashley flings her arms out. The hand between her legs swings out into the air but the one on the table sweeps along the top. Candy goes flying. A bag of marshmallows sails through the air, and a package of Gummy Bears twirls along the floor until it hits the wall under the window and stops. Chocolate bars hit the front of the armchair and plop down to the floor. Peanut M&M's rattle across the floor, almost reaching the kitchen wall. A bag of potato chips rests on the edge of the table by the corner furthest from Ashley and a bowl of trail mix wobbles in place.

In the ensuing silence, all you can think is that you're glad you stashed your game pieces instead of leaving them out too. Tibby has her hands over her mouth, and Ashley looks up at you with a red face. "John! Why'd you have to say that so suddenly?"