Trent could use a start-up from Gary

Trent lay back on Joyce's floor mattress, eyes closed, breathing deeply, letting each breath out with an "Ahhhh."

"Ah fuck, Gary, eat my cock, yah, fuckin' eat me. Yeah, ahhh."

"Mmm," Debbie said. Trent's girlfriend was curled up against his side. "My cutie."

Joyce sat naked in a chair in a corner of her at-home massage studio. She held a wand vibrator resting against her vulva, where the soft curves of her thighs, her belly, and her bushy mound came together. Her daughter's boyfriend had brought some friends to play this afternoon, and it had been a lovely time watching and touching. Beautiful erect penises, beautiful wet vulvas, lips, and tongues. Beautiful wet skin moving together. Beautiful orgasms, Debbie with Naomi's tongue thrusting through her anus, Naomi, no, call her Bernie now. rising to climax at the same time, rocking on the ball of her vibrator. Trent answering Debbie's call, thrusting hard into her vagina, ejaculating inside, the orgasm seizing his whole body, and her orgasm answering his. So lovely. And now Gary was softly, steadily sucking Trent's penis again. Lovely and more. Joyce breathed in the sweet and sweaty and musky scents of young bodies and sex on a warm afternoon.

Joyce looked to see her daughter resting at ease, now that she'd gotten her wish for the day. Bernie reclined on Joyce's folding massage table, its legs stowed to put it on the floor as a firm, narrow mattress. She had a dreamy, satisfied look on her face as she watched her boyfriend suck another young man's penis. Sex with Debbie, specifically Bernie using her tongue on Debbie's vulva and anus, had been her wish, and she had taken her full measure of joy from Debbie's orgasm. Joyce had gotten Debbie warmed up with a mutual massage session, with orgasms for each. before the others arrived. Debbie had been tense, and now she was relaxed and blissful after three orgasms with three sexual partners. A delightfully sexual young woman, lovely and unashamed.

"Ahh, Menard, you're so good," Trent said. "Anytime, cocksucker, come eat me. Don't wait for a party, just grab me after work or something. Ahh yeah, that's working. That's the way. Yah, eat me, make me hard. Haha, you like how Debbie tastes on my cock? God, she is delish. So wet. I wanna eat your girl Bernie off your cock too. Ahh yeah, yeah. I'm ready to be ass up in front of you. You ready?"

Joyce watched with a quiet smile as Gary prepared the other young man for receptive intercourse, pressing a lubricated, gloved finger inside, then following with two fingers when Trent asked. Trent was good at giving directions, very clear. Her own workshop partners, participants in her women's pleasure circles, could often be vague or uncertain or shy.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, those fingers are feeling good, I'm ready, get your dick up in me, Gary," Trent said. He crouched on knees and forearms in front of Gary.

Gary looked to Bernie. She smiled and nodded, extending her middle finger and thrusting it slowly into the fist of her other hand through the circled thumb and forefinger. Fuck his butt hole, she mouthed silently. Do it. She gave him a big smile. He withdrew his fingers slowly, asded a fresh coat of lube, and lined up on Trent's butthole. This was Gary's second time with Trent like this. Last time, Stuart was directing. This time, Gary set the pace.

"Ah yaaaaah," Trent groaned. "Go slow, you dickhead. Slow slow."

Joyce's vibrator clicked on, purring quietly.

Trent said, "Ah ah ah ah. Ahhh. Oh fuck, yes, that's what I wanted. That's what I came for. I want your big wood, Gary."

"Oh, cutie," Debbie said. "That's almost like your come face already." She looked up dreamily into Trent's eyes.

Trent gave a ragged chuckle as an answer. "Ha ha, yeah."