The Doxy's Daybook: A Friday in Two Acts by Sable Jordan

good, and I can see why Thad would be jealous.
    “Tell you later.”  I won’t.
    Thad returns, sets the chair where he stood before and drops into it.  He leans back, legs wide, watching his boyfriend nipping my neck. 
    I manage to free myself from the mesmeric actions Tony’s involved in, moving forward on knees and elbows until my belly’s over Tony’s face and Thad’s dick is in mine.  I unroll the rubber down his shaft, my hand gripping tightly on the way back up.  My tongue darts out once to circle the thick head, Tony consuming my middle in wet mouthfuls. 
    I’m vaguely aware of Tony sliding out from under me, my attention focused wholly on Thad.  I look up to find him lounging like the invulnerable emperor disinterested with the courtesan on his lap.  Hawklike, he watches his lover who is now positioned behind me, hips solid against my ass, cock bumping against my satin panties.
    Mouth wide, I drop my head completely over Thad’s length, taking him deep in my throat without preamble.  The move is so swift and unexpected he groans aloud, fingers stabbing into my hair. That got his attention.
    “Good?”  This is Tony.  My mouth is full.
    “Fuck yeah,” Thad hisses.
    I draw back, spit on the bulbous head, then surge forward again.  The emperor is pleased, his hands helping to guide my head over his cock. A few nods in, he pulls the holder out letting my thick tresses fall freely, tickle his legs.  Tony joins in the action; arms locked on either side of mine, chest pressed to my back, rocking us both forward so he can watch me suck his lover off. 
    We move faster, Tony grinding his hips at my ass and panting in my ear, whispering, “Take it all, baby…god, that looks good,” while my head bobs unwaveringly on Thad’s pulsing dick.  Thad won’t last much longer, Tony must know, because he pushes me forward one final time while Thad’s hands anchor my head and he fucks my throat with short, quick tugs on my skull. 
    Saliva slides freely from my lips and down his shaft.  There’s nothing I can do but watch it trail over balls drawn up so tightly the skin leathers, and drip into the embroidery of the chair as Thad keeps up the assault, bringing tears to my eyes.  He arches back in the seat, still working my head, comes hard with a strained grunt. 
    “Uuuuhhhh…Uunnhhh!”
    My mouth goes feverish a moment before he releases me.
    “Damn, that was hot,” Tony rasps, arm slipping around my waist, helping me regain my balance on the bed.  I’m so far on the edge I’m practically tipping into Thad’s lap again and His Highness isn’t quite up for another go yet.
    Upright, I dab at my mouth with the back of my hand.  “Filly one.  Cowboy zip.”
    Thad snorts through his orgasmic haze.  Not sure how, but he’ll make me pay for that. 
    Before I can give it more thought, Tony’s maneuvered me onto my back, head dropping again to my breasts.   He’s sweet with me, I don’t know why, but a girl could get used to this type of treatment.  My eyes drop to half-mast, enjoying the soft caresses as he progresses down my body.  The tiny, wet scrap of nothing is peeled from my hips and down my legs and then he’s there again, dam in place, tonguing my clit. 
    He’s as studious as he’s been with the rest of me, taking his time, circling, licking, suckling the swollen nub into his mouth.  The attention’s focused and intense, as though there’s no barrier between us at all.  His hands slide up my thighs, cup my bottom to bring me more into his mouth.  I’m frozen between needing to hold the dam and wanting to thread my fingers through the mane of brown curls flopping over his eyes.
    With all the excitement from deep-throating Thad, it’s not long before I’m climaxing, my own cum slicking my ass.  The force of this first one is what shocks me.  As lead, it’s not often my costars take this amount of time with my needs, but after such a long day, I need this. Tony pulls every