Sir Gets Jealous Ch. 02 – BDSM


**I do apologise about the wait – apparently, a lot of people have been wanting a part two, so here it is. Please enjoy and leave feedback**

It was not a secret that Oscar and Brad hated each other, everyone knew. But they did tolerate each other, because of Katie. But Oscar wondered Brad was a player, and Brad wondered Oscar was annoying and a snob. They only had one thing in common, not classes or hobbies, but Katie. Katie was the only thing Oscar and Brad shared in common, and that was fueled by their affections.

Katie was blind to Brad’s affection, no matter how many times Oscar got jealous and fucked her, she still did not believe him. Although Oscar saw through all the attempts Brad went through for her attention. Oscar knew Brad stared at her ass in the small skirts she wears.

Now this made the current situation at hand hard to handle. All three of them. In Oscars and Katie’s apartment. Working on a daft project.

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Katie was lying on one of their sofas, feet swinging in the air, lying on her stomach, flipping through a book. Oscar kept on switching his gaze between them, with a book open on his lap that he never looked at, and Brad typed away on his laptop in deep concentration.

Brad turned toward Oscar with a glare on his face. “Are you even reading that?”

“I’m reading it,” Oscar replied sourly, shrugging at his words.

“Sure doesn’t look like it from where I’m sat.”

“I’m fucking reading it.”

“Cut it out guys, damn.” Katie huffed, rolling her eyes, and bringing her focus back to the book in front of her. The room was once again silent until Brad started typing away again. Katie’s eyes met Oscars, watching his shoulders tensing up in anger.

“Oscar..” Katie started, but Oscar ignored her like all the time. Katie could see the anger steaming off him.

“Is it bothering you?” Brad grinned, as he somehow typed even faster. Oscar stood up, trying to intimidate and tower above Brad, his hands turning into fists. “You’re a fucking pain in my ass.”

Brad copied his actions, standing up with his words, and looking down at Oscar. “And you are a pain in my ass too, can you stop trying to act tough in front of Katie, yeah?”

“It’s not going to impress her y’know, trying to rile me up to fight me.”

“I am sitting right here, stop acting like I’m not,” Katie spoke, not wanting any violence. Both of them ignored Katie, staring at each other.

“You both need to cut the bullshit out, just fuck each other already, and save me the headache of it all,” Katie spoke, smirking at them both.

“No thanks.” Brad sputtered. “The only person I’d fuck in this room is you.” He winked at Katie.

Oscar nodded, whilst licking his lips, staring at Katie. “Yeah, only you, that’s it.” Brad stared at Katie like he was analysing her body, the look of desire in his eyes.

“Why would she want to fuck you? You’re just an asshole.” Oscar stated.

“Yeah well, at least I don’t suck at sports.”

“At least I don’t flaunt my body across campus.”

“Dickhead.”

“Fucktard.”

Katie closed her book with a sigh, rolling onto her back, she only wondered of one thing to squash the arguing, she just hopes Oscar is okay with it. “Guys! Look I’m the one thing you guys have in common, I know you want me, Brad.” My hand, which had a mind of its own, traveled to the hem of my crop top, lifting slowly to expose her stomach. Both of their eyes followed the fabric moving, as it slowly bunched up around her ribs. “If the two of you can squash the arguing and come to a truce, maybe we can talk about this dream.”

Oscar froze, and Katie was trying to gauge if he would be down for this. They both swallowed the tension, looking at each other, and having a silent conversation.

Katie sighed, she wanted to rile up Oscar, thinking he’ll go for this. “Well, do we have a deal?” Spoke to Katie, tossing her crop top across the room.

Brad followed the lead and plucked his shirt off, throwing it to the ground.

“Are you serious?” Brad stuttered.

“Shut up man.” Growled Oscar.

“Is this actually happening?” Brad spoke, watching as Katie stepped up so she was between the two men, her hand gliding down his chest.

“I said shut up. This will never happen again.” Brad’s fingers trailed down, hooking into Katie’s bra strap, and softly pulling it down.

“Brad, you can look down, it’s okay too.” Katie teased as a smile graced her lips, tugging him closer. Looking into his face Katie saw a look of determination take over his features as his eyes wandered down to her chest. Katie didn’t have another wondered as Brad grabbed her head and smashed his lips against hers.

Katie moaned in response to the sharp pain on her scalp, his fingers moving to grip and pull her hair as his other hand gripped her waist. Katie’s hand reached behind her and tugged on Oscar’s shirt until he was against her back, his lips ghosting over her neck.

Brad pulled back, his irises dark, looking up to catch Oscar’s gaze behind her. Katie was roughly turned around, still being held in their grasp, Oscars lips crashing down on hers, as Brad unclasped her bra, dropping it to the floor. Katies hands grasped Oscar’s shirt, fisting up the fabric as he deeped the kiss. Brad’s experienced hands reached around to play with her nipples, rolling them between his fingers.

She moaned, leaning back into Brad’s chest, her body on fire as every rational wondered left her mind.

“Let’s move her to the bed,” Brad spoke.

Oscar nodded but his hand fisted Katie’s hair as he brought her ear to his mouth. “This is the only time this fucking stunt will happen, you’re still my slut, my whore, not his. Understand?” Katie nodded, happy that his dominance showed. Happy with her answer, he let go of her, allowing her to lay back on the mattress, watching both of the men. Oscar moved forwards and pulled her shorts and panties down before she was fully naked.

Brad moaned as he palmed himself through his jeans, “She’s so beautiful.”

“Yeah and she’s all mine, remember that, you’re only allowed her mouth not her pussy, that belongs to me, and that slut knows it.”

Brad nodded in agreement, happy that this was even happening. Both of them moved forwards, kneeling on either side of Katie. Their long fingers drew patterns down her stomach, touching everywhere except the one place she wanted them to. This caused Katie to squirm on the bed, which made them both chuckle.

“You’re always so damn impatient, just a slut for anyone.” Oscar teased her.

“Only yours, Sir.” She whimpered.

“I want to tase her so badly.” Brad groaned as he leaned in for a kiss.

Oscar hummed as his mouth closed around her nipple, flicking it with his tongue, biting and sucking slowly. Katie sighed as Brad’s fingers dipped between her legs and slid into her entrance. “She’s soaking.” He moaned, smirking down at you.

Her back arched as he inserted another finger, curling them, and pumping them in and out, slowly. He left her lips and slowly moved down her body until he was at eye level with her pussy, licking his lips and he licked a stripe up her pussy as his fingers continued.

Oscar was holding Katie down, moving to pay the same attention to her other breast, her fingers curling into his hair. “She tastes divine, doesn’t she? She’s a whore for getting eaten out.”

Brad’s free hand gripped her thigh she felt herself on the edge as he sucked on her clit, as hummed lowly, the vibration shooting through her. She looked at Oscar for permission to cum, and as her pleading eyes met his, he nodded straight away. Seeing him palming his cock, she was about to help as Brad sucked harshly on her clit, a scream left her lips as he came, and her legs shook.

“Your turn, Oscar.”

He smirked, sliding down to replace Brad between her legs. He knew she was oversensitive, but he didn’t care, she pulled this stunt and now she’ll see it through. Brad knelt beside her, tweaking her nipples. Oscar dove right in, three of his fingers sliding deep inside of her and massaging his g-spot straight away, as he traced patterns over her clit with his tongue. His pace was quicker, he knew his girl, he knew what she wanted. Her eyes were already rolling into the back of her head, she tried to concentrate on removing Brad’s pants. She was finally able to push his jeans down his thighs as she reached inside his boxers and gripped his dick, Katie sat up slightly, her hips bucking against Oscar’s face.

Brad groaned, his head falling back as Katie’s hand started moving, her thumb smoothing over the tip and smearing the precum which gathered. His cock sprung free as he moved his boxers down, this led Katie to lean forward and take him into her mouth, her tongue gliding around the head. Brad’s hands found her hair as a hiss left his mouth as she started to bob her head, letting him hit the back of her throat.

Oscar growled, his grip tightening on her thighs. Katie looked down, and his eyes were trained on her, watching her take another man’s cock in her mouth. Katie slid him out of her mouth, “Jealous, Sir?”

He pulled back, your juices making his mouth shine, “Maybe, but your slutty pussy will only be satisfied with me and no one else, you know that.” Katie moaned as his mouth returned to her pussy, so she turned her attention back to Brad, tracing her tongue along the underside of his cock.

“You’re killing me, fuck.” Brad moaned, adjusting his hold on her hair as Katie took him to the back of her throat, her hand moving to stroke his balls as she hollowed her cheeks.

Oscar’s assault on her pussy didn’t stop, his fingers kept on slamming in and out of her at impossible speeds, his mouth closing around her clit and sucking hard. Her body quacked as she pulled away from Brad, her eyes rolling back.

“Please Sir, let me cum.” Katie moaned out breathlessly.

“Cum now, slut, show who you belong to.” His fingers massaged his g-spot as she fell over the edge, moaning loudly.

“Holy shit,” Brad mumbled as Katie shook, arousal squirting out of her, and covering Oscar’s chin. Katie gasped for air, her body collapsing on the bed, her hand still wrapped around Brad.

She took Brad’s cock in her mouth again, hollowing her cheeks and deepthroating him. Taking him by surprise he moaned out, grabbing her hair.

“God, fuck, her mouth is-“

“Amazing. I know.” Oscar finished for him. “Her pussy feels better, but that’s only mine.”

Oscar grabbed Katie, making her stand up and whine as Brad’s cock slid out of her mouth. Brad sat down on the bed, pulling Katie with him, making sure she was face to face with his cock, Oscar’s hands wrapped around her thighs, as he knelt behind her. She took him in her mouth once again, as she wriggled her ass to Oscar.

Brad’s hands slid through her hair, pulling it away from her face. She grinned at him, her tongue peeking out to lick a stripe up the underside of his cock, before she closed her mouth around him and took him all the way into the back of her throat. Oscar smacked his hand across her ass, as he slid his cock between her legs, the feeling of him next to her swollen clit caused her to jerk forwards. His large hands gripped her hips as he slid inside her, burying himself as far as he could.

Brad moaned beneath her, “We should’ve done this sooner.” She hummed around him as Oscar started to thrust slowly, pulling all the way out and slamming back into her. Her hand was curled around Brad, compensating for the part of him she couldn’t fit into her mouth, her tongue flattening against the underside of him and rolling around his tip when she pulled back for air before she slid him back in. He was moaning beneath you, his free hand fisting the sheets, his head thrown back the work of her mouth, and the vibrations of the moans ripping through her every time Oscar pounded back into her was driving him crazy.

Katie wondered about the bruises that Oscar would leave on her hips, just like every time, he was holding her so tightly, his hand coming up to smack her ass, making her skin sting under his touch. She pulled back from Brad, wanting to rile up Oscar more, “You can go harder than that, Sir, you know I won’t break, you’re being too soft.”

He chuckled darkly behind you, kissing your shoulder before he straightened up, his fingers pressing into the flesh of her hips. “You asked for it, slut.” Her whole body shifted forwards, the nails of her left hand digging into Brad’s thigh as she tried to steady herself. Oscar was pummeling into her, hard and fast and she felt her release building with every thrust. Brad’s hips were lifting off the bed as he fucked her mouth since Oscar was hell-bent on making the task nearly impossible for her to concentrate. She kept her cheeks hollow and her tongue moving as he did, whining loudly as Oscar found her clit, rubbing it furiously, making her climb higher and higher. Brad moaned loudly as he came without warning, in Katie’s mouth, she swallowed giving her the chance to moan loudly.

“You’re such a slut for me, aren’t you? Willing to do anything to please and help me, you’re fucking filthy, cum for me, I know you want to.” Oscar moaned out. Katie grasped the bed sheets beneath her, her eyes shutting as pleasure crashed over her. She shook, her legs wobbling as Oscar’s thrusts became sloppy as he chased his own end, a moan leaving his lips as he came inside Katie’s pussy.

She pulled Brad from her mouth, licking him clean and sighing, his fingers combing through her hair. She crawled up and rested her head on his chest, as her body began relaxing, as Oscar was cleaning her up.

“You okay?” Oscar asked from behind you, kissing your shoulder. She hummed, but she knew Oscar wanted her again, just like she did.

“I want you to fuck me again, Sir.” She breathed out.

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” Brad spoke. “better give her what she wants Oscar or I can if you can’t handle it.”

Oscar rolled his eyes, “Shut up, Brad, she’s mine.”

The sound of a phone ringing cut through the air, Brad scrambled up and dug his phone out of his discarded clothes. He answered, pacing around the room, as Katie and Oscar cuddled together, his lips moving over hers softly, kissing down her jaw and neck, leaving a couple of purple marks.

“I’ve got to go.” brad pulled his shirt on and smiled as he disappeared out of the bedroom, shutting the door softly.

Katie’s attention was then on Oscar, smiling at him as she moved to straddle his hips. “Are you okay?”

He nodded, “Yeah but are you? This was kind of weird.”

“It was my idea.” She spoke as she rolled her eyes. “You didn’t fight once the whole time, it was kind of nice.”

Oscar snorted. “Yeah, we did get along, didn’t we?”

*Till next time*

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