Aces Wild

I liked you right away.

Within seconds of meeting you, I had this feeling that you were someone I wanted to have a strong connection with.

I can’t explain why exactly. It was just a sense I had standing in line with you that night outside the bar.

We were both trying to get into a drag show at Aces Wild, but it was one-in-one-out, which meant making friends with the people in line to pass the time.

Your laugh was so contagious and our conversation was so easy that it made me do something I don’t normally do: ask for your number.

I still remember that rush of sensation I felt when our fingers brushed as you were handing me back my phone. It felt like I was lining up for a perfect shot.

And then… you said the last word I want to hear when I’m hitting on someone. Boyfriend.

The high I was on died pretty quickly after that.

I assumed I’d never see you again when we finally got inside the bar, but you found me later in the night and before I knew it I was deep in conversation with you and him.

We might have been two or three drinks in, but something just… clicked between the three of us.

I never considered polyamory as a possibility for myself until I met you. And now…

I guess I’m something of a seasoned expert at it.

“No. No, noooo.”

“Yes… take it. Get over here you, little—”

“Get—c’mon—damn it!”

“Ooh, yikes. Tough luck.”

“How the hell do you press the buttons so fast?”

“I fuck women.”

“Yeah, so do I. What does that have to do with it?”

“I’m very good with my fingers.”

“That… actually makes a lot of sense.”

I didn’t even hear you come into the room. You sit down close to me on the couch and crawl into my lap with one arm slung around my shoulders.

“A kiss for the champion.”

“Does the loser get a kiss?”

“Mm, nope. Sorry, babe.”

“You’re too good!”

I hold you close and trace patterns over your thigh through your jeans. It was confusing and a little awkward at first—dating someone who has a boyfriend. But we make it work.

You two have been together for years and inviting me into the fold was just a natural evolution of your relationship.

I’m… more of a free agent. I’m dating you, but I’m open to other people and things that come my way. It’s a situation that works for all of us.

“Okay, for real, what are we doing tonight? I can’t watch you two beat each other up again.”

“I thought you were going out.”

“Show got canceled.”

“Mm, bummer.”

“I, uh… I might have an idea. Something we can all do together…”

“What?”

“I’ve got my strap-on in my bag.”

“Uh-huh…”

“Jonas was saying last night… he wanted to try out pegging… right?”

“What’re you two whispering about?”

“You getting pegged.”

“That… was not what I was expecting you to say.”

“Well, you said last night you wanted to try it out sometime… right?”

“I… did say that, yeah.”

“I really wouldn’t mind watching you fuck him. Seeing you in control sounds…”

“I’ve had enough wine to really like that idea. Babe… what do you think?”

“C’mon, babe.”

“Fuck it. Let’s do it.”

“Okay, this night just suddenly got interesting. Casey, you have to help me, though. I’ve never worn the strap-on before.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll show you how. Bedroom?”

I catch a glimpse of your face as you take his hand and pull him down the hall. There’s no nervousness, no hesitation. You’ve been talking about wanting to be in control… wanting to know what it’s like to fuck him the way he fucks you…

“Are you ready for this?”

“I don’t know. You gonna take care of me?”

“You know I will. And Casey’s going to take care of me. Right?”

“Mm, of course, baby.”

You drift away from me and press your palms against Jonas’s chest. He lets you push him down onto his back.

“Pants. Off.”

“You, too.”

“You, too.”

You changed into sweatpants when we found out the show got canceled earlier. They fall down your legs easily when I tug on them.

You return the favor, your hands lingering around my belt loops before pulling my pants right down to my ankles. I get rid of my shirt and take a moment to take you in.

You stand at the foot of the bed, legs parted slightly, and pull your shirt over your head. You glance over your shoulder at me and your face is pure confidence. A rush of desire floods me.

I move to stand behind you, harness in hand. You lean back into me as I unbuckle the metal clasps at the end of each supple leather strap.

I wanted to invest in a really nice toy for myself and this one is a work of art. Vegan leather… gold hardware… and it looks fucking incredible on you.

I push my nose into your hair and let my lips linger on your neck for just a moment.

“We’re going to just… wrap this around your hips… and pull this strap… around this gorgeous ass…”

“That feel good?”

“Yeah.”

“And then… take the dildo. It’s a small one, Jonas, don’t worry.”

“Great. Thanks.”

“And slip it through this ring… there. Turn around, let me see. Fuck. That’s… really hot. Look at you… damn, you look good wearing my strap.”

“Let me see.”

You turn around to face him and Jonas’s face drops. He bites down on his bottom lip and motions for you to join him on the bed.

“Holy… shit…”

You lie down on the bed next to Jonas, your fingers caressing the length of the dildo and curling around the ribbed head.

“You’re so fucking sexy… I guess this is really happening.”

“Mmhm, it sure is.”

I follow you onto the bed and lie down beside you. You’re pressed between me and Jonas, each of us with our hands on you, me biting gently into your shoulder, Jonas with his mouth closing around your nipples.

Your body squirming against us is enough to get me wet… enough to make my body throb and my clit pulse.

I can’t wait to have you.

“Baby… turn over. Will you help me, Casey? Show me?”

“Yeah, of course.”

We untangle ourselves from around each other. Jonas lies down on his stomach and points his ass up in the air. You kneel behind him… and I kneel behind you.

Your skin is warm against mine. I love being pressed against your body… feeling the heat radiating off of you.

I wrap my arms around your hips and… damn, I just can’t stop kissing your neck.

“Hey. Focus.”

“Mm, you taste too good.”

“Tell me how to do this.”

“Alright, alright. Let’s just… warm him up a little. Where’s the lube?”

“Here.”

“Let me see your hand. Now, rub that all over… there you go. Now—rub it on your fingers. Just put your finger… right up against him. Yeah, there.”

You slide two fingers down to his asshole and press gently against it. His whole body jerks at your first touch.

“Is that good?”

“Mmhm, press harder.”

“Are you going to be good for her, Jonas?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“You’re going to do whatever she says?”

“God, yeah. Can I have more?”

“Work one finger into him… nice and slow. That’s it… just circle around him. Want more, Jonas?”

“Oh, yeah, I can take more.”

You push further… deeper into him… soft little thrusts… up to your first knuckle.

God, I’m getting wet watching this.

“There you go, baby… push deeper. You’re in control here. Whatever he feels… it’s up to you.”

“Tell us how that feels, Jonas. You’re at her mercy… however she wants to fuck you…”

“Oh my god, it’s… fuck, it’s so tight… so good…”

“I want to put it in now.”

“Here… take the tip…”

I reach around your body and hold the base of the dildo while you hold onto Jonas’s hips.

“Yeah, put it in me… do whatever you want to me.”

“And slide inside him… slow. There you go, keep going… fuck, you look so hot. Just stay still for a minute… let him get used to how that feels.”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s… I feel… so filled up. Can you… go in and out a little…? Oh, god, yeah, that’s it.”

“See how good you’re making him feel?”

You get a rhythm going… rocking your hips into him… pulling back but not pulling out…

I slip my hand around to your front and dip my fingers behind the leather panel. Right through your folds...

“Oh, shit…”

I turn your head towards me and kiss you again. Our lips meet in a sloppy, desperate embrace.

Your pussy is slick and wet. My fingers just glide over your clit. And every time I do, your hips twitch and push further into Jonas.

“You like fucking him?”

“Yeah, I like being in control…”

“Mm, of course you do.”

“Oh my god—go—fuck–deeper. Are you good?”

“Oh, yeah, this is fucking hot.”

You fuck him a little harder… faster… and Jonas buries his face into the pillow. I can see his knuckles turning white as he squeezes a handful of the white sheets.

I work your clit with long, slow strokes…

You make the most incredible noises when I tease you. Fuck, I could get off just listening to you.

I use my free hand to squeeze your breasts and drag my fingers over your nipples.

“Oh, you’re in control… God, fuck me however you want.”

“Touch yourself, Jonas. Stroke your cock for us.”

“Mmm, and you, keep moaning for me. I want to fuck you so bad.”

“Wait your turn.”

“You fuck me so good, baby. Oh my god—oh god, you take such good care of me.”

I pull my fingers away from your clit and focus all of my attention on your nipples. It’s getting so hard not to touch myself. I would, but… I want to wait.

“Don’t cum yet. Not yet.”

Jonas stops stroking himself and you slowly pull out. His whole body trembles as the dildo falls out of him.

“I want you to finish in me. And Casey… I want to eat you out.”

“Fucking yes.”

I help you out of the harness, my fingers fumbling with the clasps as I try to get you out as quickly as possible.

Jonas rolls over onto his back and his cock is pointed straight up at the ceiling. He grasps it in his hand and plays with himself while we get situated.

“I’m in back?”

“Yeah, get behind me.”

There’s pins and needles in my fingertips as I move to the bed and lie down with my back against the headboard.

You crawl up to me on your hands and knees. Your eyes are bright and you look like you want to devour me.

You push my thighs apart and pull down my boxer briefs. I can feel my wetness sticking to my skin.

A shock of pleasure goes through me as your tongue drags through my pussy. You give my clit short, soft licks before licking all the way from the bottom to the top again.

Your head bobs between my legs and your ass bounces a little every time you sink your tongue into me.

“Oh, god, you look so sexy between my legs. Do you like eating me out, hm? Like when I fuck your face?”

“Fuck my face, Casey. Please… please…”

I grind my hips into your mouth and rest my hand on the top of your head. My hand tightens around your soft hair, just enough to give you a little shock.

Behind you, I watch Jonas get on his knees and push his fingers into the soft skin of your hips. He points the tip of his cock at your entrance.

“Ready for me, baby?”

You let yourself get used to the feeling of his cock in you before lowering your mouth to my pussy again. Your tongue moves wildly against my clit, like you’re so enthralled by your pleasure that you can’t even control what you’re doing.

“Did fucking me get you wet? Oh, you loved it so much, didn’t you?”

“Fuck, fuck—right there—stay right there.”

“Oh, shit, shit, Jonas, go harder.”

Everything feels like it’s blurring together, like my pleasure is your pleasure, like we’re all experiencing the same thing at the same moment.

I feel like I’m burning up. I reach behind me and hold onto the headboard to steady myself while I rock my hips harder into your face.

“So… close… I’m almost there…”

“That’s it, suck on my clit. Don’t stop… do not fucking stop…”

Jonas’s body tenses up and there’s a look on his face like he’s trying so hard to resist what’s coming. Like he wants to hold on just a little bit longer…

Your fingers dig into my thighs and you push yourself deeper, fucking me with your tongue.

I’m so close to completely toppling over the edge…

You suck my clit into your mouth and reach between your legs with one hand so you can touch yourself.

You keep your mouth on me as pleasure rips through you.

You collapse onto me and lay your head on my stomach.

I tangle my fingers in your hair as Jonas drops down beside us. He slings an arm over you, his eyes closed and his chest rising and falling heavily.

“Oh… my god.”

“Well… that took… twenty minutes. What are we going to do the rest of the night?”

“Recover.”

You slip your hand into mine and squeeze.

“Casey, stay the night?”

“I will.”