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Chapter 44 by SnarkShark

Time for another blowjob?

Taking stock then retaking control

For a moment, Connor just lay there. His chest heaved as he panted and growled. Joan was gagging herself on his cock, enthusiastically pushing herself down until she had it all past her lips. Her eyes were tearing up a little, but when she pulled herself off for air she was grinning. Connor used the respite to reach out with his mind. It wasn't like he was entering their heads. It was more like listening hard, and perceiving something that had been there anyway, if only he'd paid attention. His father's words had been right - the closer the contact the easier it was to listen.

Joan was overloaded with pleasure. She'd been spanked, teased with Alison's fingers, and now unleashed to worship her boyfriend's magnificent cock. Alison had stopped teasing her and was really pushing her towards yet another orgasm. A reward for how good she'd got at pleasing him with her mouth. She was so lucky, and she needed to show him how grateful she was. How much she adored him...

Connor pulled back for a moment, head spinning at the intensity of the second hand sensations. Emotions. Whatever they were. He craned his neck to look down. Joan blew him a kiss with lips that dripped her own drool. Then she dived back onto his dick. Connor didn't lose himself in feelings this time, but focused past the pleasure to touch Alison's mind. She was crouched behind him, watching Joan's lips on his cock, one hand tracing across his chest. She was thinking about how hot her friends looked, locked together. How lucky she was to be invited, welcomed. She was buzzing with their shared energy. Her fingers were smearing Joan's juices across her boyfriend's chest, but her other hand was between her own legs. Spreading her own juices across her clit.

Then she kissed the back of his neck. Even after their earlier intimacy, he still froze for a moment. Then he remembered himself. Remembered what they'd already done, and what she'd done with Joan, and what he wanted to do with both of them.

He wanted to do things with them. To them. Connor took a deep breath, feeling almost detached from himself and the pleasure he was feeling. His head spun with the aftereffects of using his powers, and his heartbeat was fast without feeling uncomfortable. Like a runner who could keep the pace up for a while longer down the home stretch.

Connor straightened up from his slump against Alison, and gently but firmly reached down and pulled Joan up and off his cock, both hands buried in her brown hair. Then he let go with one hand, grabbed a handful of Alison's blonder hair and pulled her around in front of him until she was on her knees next to Joan. This was a sight he could get used to.

"OK. That's awesome, but I want more," he said, and bursts of excitement rose in bubbling explosions, like a fireworks display, inside both girls. He's finally going to fuck me/her seemed to be the unspoken expectation, "...but I don't want sex."

Blank looks of non-comprehension. Joan opened her mouth to say something, so Connor shut her up in the most convenient way. His hard erection had been almost at her lips anyway. He pulled at her hair, and the tip of his glans rested for a moment on her bottom lip. Then she decided that whatever she'd been about to say could wait and returned to sucking cock with a happy moan.

"Well, I want sex. But I want us to be safe, and that means precautions we probably don't have to hand. And I want our first time to be special. And this is special, but also just... crazy." He shrugged, lost for the right words, and realised he'd begun gently thrusting in time with Joan's bobbing. He shrugged at that realisation too. "Crazy good. Don't get me wrong. But let's enjoy what we're doing, and then talk about more for next time." He didn't phrase the last as a question.

Joan was happy just getting more cock. Alison didn't look upset, or happy. She just looked... confused.

"Hey, Alison," said Connor, and as casually as he could began playing with the medallion his father had passed. "It's ok. We welcomed you. You can join in. I'd like it if you joined in with Joan right now."

Is this what we think it is?

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