Myths and Gargoyles Jamie Hawke (i read a book .TXT) 📖

the hell this was happening with these two beautiful women was beyond me, but I was totally going with it.

Elisa danced away for a moment, lost in the music and moving sinuously like a snake about to strike, then turned, watching us with anticipation.

“Hey, if you want me to do this,” Pucky spoke in my ear to be heard over the music as she leaned in while still dancing, “you’ve got to make it worth my while.”

“What’d you have in mind?”

“Tonight… I know we just met, but… let’s make tonight the night.”

If I was right about what she was talking about, there was no need to convince me. I was all in. But not wanting her to think it was so easy, I spun her around, wrapping my arms around her with my groin against her ass, and whispered in her ear, “Earn it.”

She moved her ass up and down on me, and leaned back so that I could kiss her neck and then she was nibbling on my ear as she replied, “I fucking will.”

With that, she whirled out of my arms and strutted over to Elisa, moving with the beat of the music. The two started moving almost as one, and then Pucky’s hand was on Elisa’s hip, sliding up under her shirt, and Elisa wasn’t stopping it. They both looked my way, putting on the show for me, and signaled me over.

Red laughed, watching until I was there and both women with their hands on me, then said, “That’s my cue.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, more trying to be polite than the way she apparently took it when she gave me a skeptical glance, laughed, and made for the door.

“I’ll grab a snack and see you all in the morning,” she said before exiting.

When she was gone, the dancing got really heated, with Pucky moving around behind me. Both women were having fun although Elisa played more of a teasing game while Pucky went straight for what she wanted. Her hand even dipped into my pants at one point, grabbing hold as she kissed me deeply.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she said, turning back to Elisa and running a hand along the side of her breast, over the shirt.

Elisa motioned us to follow. We did, Pucky and I like two horny teens caressing each other, kissing, and giggling. We weren’t drunk, but we weren’t exactly sober either. Just enough to be loose, to not care.

When we finally made it to the bedroom, Pucky was already tearing my clothes off the second we made it through the doorway. I glanced over to see Red down the hall, where she’d stopped to watch us.

She gave me a playful thumbs up, then disappeared into another room. Pucky yanked me the rest of the way inside and immediately started pulling off my shirt and pants, while Elisa went over to the cushions by the window, watching us.

“Come on,” Pucky said, motioning her over.

Elisa considered us, then said, “Not yet. I want you to… You know. While I sit here.”

Pucky looked intrigued by that, although I wasn’t sure how to take it. When Pucky pulled off my boxer briefs, leaving me exposed in front of Elisa, I really didn’t know what to think. A deep breath, rising chest, and the way Elisa repositioned herself, all made me feel more confident. She was liking what she was seeing.

I turned to see Pucky taking off her top, and then the black bra she must’ve borrowed from Red after showing her goods more than once. Then she slipped her skirt off.

Pucky hesitated when my hands went to her panties, glancing over at Elisa.

“Don’t let me distract you.” Elisa stood, turning to face the window and a blank canvas that she’d just taken from a cupboard where she apparently stored her painting materials. She took a paintbrush, considered it, then simply stood there waiting. It was all really weird, and strangely erotic.

Pucky turned to me, shrugging. I pulled off her panties, going down on one knee as I did so that I could kiss her thigh, moving in toward her pussy as she lifted one leg and then the next to let me toss her panties aside. I stood, my hand sliding up her legs until I could feel her wetness, and then we moved to the bed. Sitting on the sheets, I lifted her petite body onto my lap so that we were both sort of seated but leaning back and away from each other, then I lowered her onto my cock.

It was too much, too fast, I realized as she let out a yelp and her eyes watered.

“Gentle, slow,” Elisa said from her painting, and I glanced over, only then realizing there was a reflection in the window. Was she watching us? In a sense, that made this even hotter.

“Try like this,” I said, rotating so that Pucky was lying down. Slowly now, I eased myself into her, first the head only, her moist, tight pussy embracing it, then I pulled out a bit, feeling her wetness, her muscles clench as they begged for more. So I did as they asked, this time coming in and slowly gliding all the way in until we had touchdown, my shaft nearly consumed, balls against her ass.

She clenched my shoulders, then ran her hands along my arms, loving it. When I looked down, I felt stronger. That didn’t make sense, not by any traditional standards, but this was hardly a traditional situation. I flexed and she laughed, and then I noticed Elisa glancing at us through the window’s reflection.

“I’d like to paint both of you,” she said. “Is that… okay?”

Pucky looked at me with surprise, but then shrugged.

“Like, what, we pose… now?” I asked Elisa.

“No,” she replied. “You two keep at it, fuck like animals—and I capture the moment. It’s something I’ve never done, something that… I’ve never even thought of until now. And I would very much like to, if you’ll allow it.”

Pucky was