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Chapter 77 - Foursome Before Breakfast, Threesome at Lunch [R-18]

Dick pulled Paige over, his grip firm on her wrist as he guided her toward Sarah's still-quivering form. "Let's see how you'll end up," he muttered, his voice low and filled with amusement. Without hesitation, he pushed Paige's head down, pressing her face between Sarah's trembling thighs, forcing her mouth against the leaking mess between her legs.

Paige didn't resist. In fact, she dove in eagerly, her tongue flicking out to taste the mixture of Sarah's release and his cum. Sarah moaned weakly, her body jerking at the sudden stimulation, her hips twitching as Paige's tongue worked her over, licking up every drop.

Dick smirked, watching Paige devour her friend with desperate hunger. He shifted behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he bent her over the edge of the couch, positioning her ass high in the air. Her slick pussy glistened in the dim light, already dripping with anticipation. He teased her for a moment, his fingers brushing against her entrance, feeling the heat radiating off her skin.

Paige moaned against Sarah's cunt, her body pressing back against him, silently begging for more. "You're so fucking eager," Dick muttered, his fingers sliding inside her, feeling her walls tighten around him.

Paige whimpered, her hips rocking back against his hand, desperate for more. Her mouth never left Sarah's core, her tongue swirling around her clit, drawing out soft gasps and moans from the dazed redhead. Sarah's fingers tangled in Paige's hair, pulling her closer, guiding her movements as she rode the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Without warning, Dick pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock, thrusting into Paige with one powerful stroke. She gasped, her body jerking forward, but she didn't stop. Her hips pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts eagerly, her moans muffled by Sarah's dripping cunt.

The wet sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mixing with the breathy moans of the two girls. Dick's pace was ruthless, driving into Paige with unrelenting force, each thrust sending her deeper into Sarah's folds. She was a mess, her body trembling, barely able to hold herself up as the pleasure washed over her in waves.

"Fucking hell, Paige," Dick growled, his fingers digging into her hips, pulling her back harder against him. "You love this, don't you?"

Paige couldn't respond, her mouth too busy with Sarah, but the way her body moved, the way her pussy clenched around him, told him everything he needed to know. She was lost in it, completely consumed by the pleasure, her entire body trembling with every thrust.

Sarah's moans grew louder, her thighs quivering as Paige's tongue worked her over with desperate intensity. She was close again, her body already teetering on the edge. "Fuck… I'm gonna—" Her words were cut off by a sharp cry as her orgasm hit, her back arching off the couch, her fingers tightening in Paige's hair, holding her in place as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

Paige moaned into her, her own body quivering as Dick's pace quickened, his cock driving into her with brutal force. She was right there, so close to the edge, her body trembling with the need to come. "Please," she gasped, her voice muffled by Sarah's thighs. "Please… fuck..."

Dick's grip on her hips tightened, his thrusts becoming erratic as he felt her walls clenching around him, pulling him deeper. He could feel her body tightening, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she teetered on the brink of release.

"Come for me," he growled, his voice low and commanding.

That was all it took. Paige's body convulsed beneath him, her pussy clenching around his cock as her orgasm ripped through her. She cried out, her head buried between Sarah's thighs, her body trembling violently as the pleasure washed over her in waves.

Dick groaned, feeling her tighten around him, her release pushing him closer to his own edge. With one final thrust, he let go, his cock pulsing inside her as he spilled his release deep within her. Paige moaned softly, her body collapsing onto the couch, completely spent.

He pulled out slowly, watching as Paige lay there, her body still trembling, her breath coming in shallow, uneven gasps. Sarah was no better, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.

Dick stood there for a moment, surveying the wreckage in front of him. Both girls were completely spent, their bodies tangled together, glistening with sweat and cum. It was a sight that brought a satisfied smirk to his lips.

Paige turned her head slightly, her eyes half-lidded as she looked up at him, a lazy grin spreading across her flushed face. "Okay, maybe you can handle me," she muttered, her voice hoarse but filled with amusement.

Sarah got up with surprising agility, her lips immediately latching onto Paige's trembling cunt. She dove in with a hunger that sent Paige arching off the couch, her fingers gripping the cushions as Sarah's tongue worked over her swollen folds, lapping up the cum Dick had just pumped into her.

"Fuck, Sarah..." Paige moaned, her voice shaky, body still sensitive from the intense climax she'd just had. Her thighs trembled, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Sarah's mouth moved with relentless determination, eager to taste everything Dick had left behind.

Dick watched Sarah's eager tongue work over Paige's slick entrance, her fingers gripping Paige's thighs as she devoured her. His cock, still glistening with their combined fluids, throbbed with anticipation.

He didn't wait. With a quick, fluid movement, Dick grabbed the back Paige's head softly, pulling her up off the couch until she was face-to-face with his cock. Paige's breath hitched, her lips parting as he brought her closer.

"Clean me then," he said with a chuckle.

Paige didn't hesitate. Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the shaft, tasting herself mixed with the salty tang of his cum. She sucked hard, her eyes half-lidded with lust as she worked her mouth over him, taking him deeper with every bob of her head.

Sarah, not stopping her assault on Paige's cunt, moaned softly, the vibrations of her voice sending shudders through Paige's body. Paige's hips bucked involuntarily against Sarah's mouth, torn between the sensation of Dick's cock filling her mouth and Sarah's tongue flicking over her clit.

Dick groaned softly, his fingers tightening in Paige's hair as she took him deeper, her throat tightening around him. He thrust gently, watching her eyes glaze over as she eagerly sucked him off. Her body quivered, every nerve still on edge from the orgasm Sarah had pulled from her, but Paige didn't stop. She wanted more, needed more.

"Fuck girl, you are so good," Dick muttered, his voice thick.

Paige's moans were muffled around his cock, her tongue flicking against the underside of his shaft as she sucked him harder, her body trembling with each deep thrust. Sarah's lips sealed over her clit, sucking hard, pushing Paige closer to the edge again.

Paige's moans grew frantic, her thighs trembling as her second orgasm approached. Her mouth worked faster, her lips gliding along Dick's shaft, her eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure became too much to handle.

And then she came again, her body jerking violently against Sarah's mouth. Paige's scream was muffled by Dick's cock still buried deep in her throat. Her entire body shook, her fingers digging into his thighs as she rode the intense wave of her release, her pussy clenching around Sarah's relentless tongue.

Dick pulled out of her mouth with a slick pop, watching as Paige slumped back onto the couch, her chest heaving, completely spent. Sarah followed suit, her lips glistening as she pulled away, a satisfied grin on her face as she wiped the back of her hand across her mouth.

"Fuck… that was…" Sarah trailed off, unable to find the words to finish her sentence.

"Intense?" Paige offered, her voice filled with exhaustion and amusement.

Sarah nodded, her head falling back onto the cushions. "Yeah… intense."

Dick smirked, grabbing a towel from the nearby chair and tossing it onto the couch. "Clean yourselves up," he said, his voice teasing. "You both look wrecked."

Paige groaned, reaching for the towel with a lazy swipe. "Yeah, whose fault do you think that is?"

Sarah, still breathless, managed a soft laugh as she sat up slowly, wiping herself down. Her cheeks were flushed, hair a wild mess, and yet, there was a satisfaction in her eyes that hadn't been there earlier.

Paige leaned back, catching her breath, her fingers idly running through her hair. She glanced at Sarah, smirking. "So, how's that for trying something new?"

Sarah looked over, still dazed but grinning. "I'm not complaining."

Dick chuckled, watching the two of them bask in the aftermath. There was something gratifying about seeing them both like this—spent, satisfied, yet still hungry for more. He grabbed his underwear, pulling them on slowly, not in any rush. Paige lazily wiped herself down with the towel, her chest still heaving from the second orgasm Sarah had wrung out of her. Sarah, meanwhile, stretched her legs out, a satisfied smirk on her lips, wiping the glistening evidence from her thighs.

"That was fun," Dick said, breaking the silence.

Paige grunted in agreement, tossing the towel aside. "Yeah, well, you still owe me for bailing on our training sessions," she teased, but there was no heat in her voice. She was too wrecked to be mad.

Sarah just lay there, eyes closed, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "If this is how you make up for missed time, I need you to skip more often, Dick."

Dick grinned. He liked this version of Sarah—less guarded, softened by the haze of satisfaction. The dynamic between them had shifted, not just with her, but with Paige too.

Paige finally pushed herself upright, her legs shaky as she stood. She shot a glance at Sarah, still lounging, and rolled her eyes. "Come on, lazy. Get your ass up before you pass out on my couch."

Sarah groaned but obeyed, stumbling to her feet, her body still trembling slightly from the intensity of everything. She swayed for a moment, catching herself on the armrest, before looking up at Dick with a crooked grin. "You're dangerous."

Dick's smirk widened. "You haven't seen dangerous yet."

Paige snorted, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah, yeah. Don't let it get to your head, Graves. You're still an asshole."

Sarah giggled, and Dick just shrugged, amused by Paige's attempt to deflect. But there was no hiding the way she looked at him now.

Paige stretched, her body arching like a cat before she grabbed her clothes from the floor. "Alright, I'm calling it. I need a shower, and we're all gonna need to get the hell out of here before my roommates come back."

Dick nodded, moving toward his jeans, pulling them on. "I'm guessing this stays between us?"

Paige rolled her eyes again, pulling on her shirt. "No shit. Last thing I need is everyone at the gym knowing we fucked."

Sarah snickered, slipping into her bra, clearly more relaxed now. "Well, it wouldn't be the worst rumor to spread."

Paige shot her a glare, but the corner of her mouth twitched in amusement. "Don't even think about it, Sar. I've got enough drama to deal with."

Dick zipped up his jeans, glancing between them as they dressed. "Same time next week?" Dick asked casually, but his grin said it all.

Paige flipped him off, though the smile on her face betrayed her. "Don't push your luck, Graves."

Sarah giggled, hooking her thumbs into her waistband as she adjusted her pants. "Yeah, maybe let us recover first."

After girls took shower, Dick moved toward the door, watching as they gathered their things. He grabbed his phone from the table, slipping it into his pocket as they followed him out.

Paige stood at the door to see them off, her movements slow and languid. "Where to?" Sarah asked Dick, pulling her jacket tighter around her.

"I'll drop you home," Dick replied, his hand already fishing out his keys. "Then I'll head back to mine."

Sarah shook her head, brushing a strand of red hair out of her face. "You don't have to. I can walk."

"Not happening," Dick said, his tone final. "You're not walking alone this late." He glanced back at Paige, who was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed with a smirk on her face.

"Such a gentleman," Paige teased, though her voice was still tired. "Hey, Graves, I left my car at the gym. You're in charge of taking me there tomorrow morning."

Dick gave a mock salute. "Yes, Your Majesty."

Paige flipped him off lazily, the gesture lacking her usual bite. "I need to lie down. My legs still feel like jelly. Later, bitches."

Sarah snickered as she climbed into Dick's car. "She's a piece of work," she muttered, watching Paige disappear back into her house with a wave.

"Tell me about it," Dick said, smirking as he slid behind the wheel. He started the engine then they pulled away from Paige's place. They drove in comfortable silence. Sarah leaned her head against the window, her breath fogging up the glass as the city lights flickered by. Dick could feel her relax beside him, the energy from the bar and Paige's place slowly draining away.

When they pulled up to Sarah's house, she hesitated, her hand hovering over the door handle. "Tonight was… unexpected," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Dick turned his head slightly, meeting her gaze. "Good or bad unexpected?"

A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Good. Definitely good."

She then froze, her hand hovering over the door handle. "I forgot my car at the bar."

Dick chuckled, resting his head back against the seat. "Let's not go back now. Are you going anywhere tomorrow? I'll pick you up and drop you at your car after."

She glanced at him, her face twisting in mild conflict. "I don't want to impose."

He waved a hand lazily. "I'm picking up Her Highness anyway," he said with a smirk.

Sarah exhaled, the tension in her shoulders easing as she relaxed back into her seat. "Alright, deal." Her lips curled into a small smile as she added, "But don't let her boss you around too much."

He chuckled, "She is a pain in the ass, but a good kind."

Sarah laughed softly at that, her smile reaching her eyes. "Well, gotta go. I'll text you about tomorrow," she said, her hand finally gripping the door handle.

"Sounds good," Dick replied, watching her as she opened the door and stepped out. She turned back, giving him one last glance before heading up the path to her house.