Charlie looked up. With no inhibition about him watching her, she pinched her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. Their eyes met again. As he always did, he spoke his mind. “Let’s go into the bedroom. I want to shag Jen while she licks you.”
Pet put her hand on Jen’s head. “No, right here, let’s do it right here.” She sat down in the armchair and propped her right leg over the arm. “Do me, Jen, eat me till I come.”
Charlie’s view of Pet’s pussy spread wide nearly made him spurt. He took a couple of deep breaths as Jennifer crawled like a panther toward Pet’s open legs. Again she buried her face in the deep, blond crevice. Pet lifted her arse off the chair as Jen lapped at her.
As he positioned himself behind Jen, memories of Yooralla flashed in Charlie’s mind. Rather than dampening his arousal, the thoughts of what they had done together poured gasoline on his fire.
He had wanted for years to fuck her again. The wildness in her had driven him to do things he had never done with anyone else. Now, as he entered the first dark pussy he’d had since Yooralla left him, the surge of untamed power she’d triggered in him overtook him once more.
Somewhere in the haze of his own arousal and memories, he heard Pet hiss at him, “Fuck her, Charlie, fuck her until she begs you to stop. You know you want to make her scream.”
And he did want to make her scream. He lunged forward, driving his prick into Jennifer until it would go no farther. Jennifer groaned and pushed backward, but she didn’t lift her head. She never broke contact with Pet, sucking and licking all the while.
Even with his balls about to explode, he remembered to ask, “Pet, is she on the pill, too?”
“Of course, she is. All my girls are!”
When Charlie heard that, he cut loose. He banged Jennifer’s ass with everything he had, his cock sliding in and out of her like a steam-powered piston. Her cunt gripped him, and he could feel the Aborigine in her, just as he had Yooralla. He knew how to fuck her to make her come. She needed it hard and fast. As his momentum increased, so did hers, her ass thumping his pelvis with every thrust.
He had been so focused on Jennifer, he hadn’t noticed Pet go over the top. When she squealed, “Motherfuck, yes!” Charlie saw her writhing in the chair. The intensity of Pet’s orgasm affected Jennifer. She rubbed her cheek against Pet’s inner thigh and dragged her chin across Pet’s clitoris.
He reached under Jennifer and squeezed her breast as hard as he could; then he said with a grunt, “You’re so fucking ripe. Come for me, baby, come hard for me.”
Jennifer braced herself, one hand on each of Pet’s thighs. She pushed herself back on Charlie’s cock so hard, she nearly knocked him onto the floor. Like two dingoes humping in the bush, he rode her and she took him in.
Suddenly her cunt gripped his prick, and spasms rippled through his balls. With a passion he hadn’t felt since going to sea, he trembled as scalding liquid shot out of his penis. He ground his pelvis into Jennifer’s arse, letting her pussy drain his balls dry. Thanks to Pet, Charlie had himself another hot Aborigine lover.
Before he pulled out of Jennifer, he caught Pet’s eye. He winked at her and she blew him a kiss. She was one hot sheila, all right. It amazed him she didn’t seem to mind him shagging Jennifer, and, in fact, she appeared to have enjoyed it as much as he did.
Still feeling randy, he wrapped his arm around Jennifer’s waist and fell backward onto the floor, taking her with him. She squealed in surprise as she landed on his chest. Then she dissolved into a fit of giggles.
She rolled off him, still trying to get her breath. “Flippin’ ’ell, why did you do that?”
“Felt like it.” The afterglow of a good fuck had settled in on Charlie. He’d begun to feel damned sleepy.
Pet noticed and practically pounced on him. “Oh, no, you don’t, Mr. Third Assistant Engineer. You don’t get a nap. There’s not enough time. Jen, help me keep him awake.”
“I’d love to!” The next thing Charlie knew, he lay sandwiched between two naked women, both of them feeling him up.
Pet whispered into his ear, “The clock is ticking, Charles. You’ve already had five minutes. You have twenty-five more to get it up again. The agreement was you’d do both of us before dinner.”
Charlie smiled a contented, sleepy smile. “I did say that, didn’t I?”
Pet squeezed his balls, hard enough to get his attention. “You bloody well did!”
Jennifer pinched his nipple. “Don’t hurt him, Pet—at least not too much.”
Charlie raised himself up on his elbows. “If you ladies kill me, you’re going to have one hell of a time explaining what happened!”
Pet leaned over, licked his neck and whispered into his ear, “And you’ll die a happy man.”
Charlie shivered, the unexpected rush of warm air in his ear gave him chills. “Jesus Christ! You are trying to kill me.” He pushed himself up with his hands and stood. “If I’m going to die, at least let me die in bed.”
Leaving Pet and Jennifer on the floor in the sitting room, he went into Pet’s bedroom and made himself comfortable on her bed. He knew they would eventually follow him. In the meantime, he drowsily closed his eyes.
He really didn’t mean to doze, but he must have. He bolted awake when something wet and cold hit his chest. Pet stood over him with a gin and tonic in her hand. She had just poured some of it on him.
“What the frigging hell are you doing?”
“Waking you up.”
He looked around and didn’t see Jennifer. “Where’s Jen? Did she leave?”
“No, she’s in the loo cleaning up. You gave her quite a ride. It left her a bit sticky.”
Charlie stared at Pet’s matted blond curls. “Looks like Jennifer did the same to you.”
“She did. Jen knows what she’s doing.”
“Seemed to enjoy doing it, too.” Charlie pointed to the glass in Pet’s hand. “Are you going to offer me that drink or just pour it on me?”
Pet took a sip, but she didn’t offer the glass to Charlie. She looked him over, slowly studying his entire body. “You know, you’re really quite well built.”
“I’ll say he is!” Jen had just come into the bedroom. “He’d look like a bodybuilder if he shaved his chest.”
“The tousled brown hair and matching brown eyes set off the muscles nicely. He should model men’s clothes. There’s a market for that look.” Pet handed her drink to Jen. “Want some?”
“Thanks.” Jennifer took the glass and had a healthy swallow.
Charlie eyed Jen, and then Pet. Both women were still naked, and both were getting under his skin, in more ways than one.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, he grabbed Pet’s hand and pulled her onto the bed beside him. “Let’s get this straight. I’m not shaving my chest and I’m not strutting down some runway like a bloody twink! Got that?”
Pet reached between them and closed her hand around his prick. “Oh, yes, Charlie, I’ve got it. And it’s getting deliciously hard.”
Pushing his advantage, Charlie dared her. “Why don’t you suck me like you did last night?”
Charlie’s challenge didn’t go unnoticed. Jennifer offered her support. “Go ahead, Pet. Blow him. I’ll work the other half.” She put her glass on the night table and crawled into bed beside Charlie.
Pet still had her hand on him, but she had