Title: Should Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot, Part II
Fandom: Led Zeppelin
Characters: Robert Plant, Jimmy Page, Summer Davis
Word Count: 7988
Rating: NC-21 [nudity, language, alcohol and drug use, lots of sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: After Peter's party, Jimmy, Summer, and Robert end up at Jimmy's house. Oh what naked hijinks follow! Caution: VERY HAWT. Probably not best to read when small children are around. Not work safe and not recommended if you plan to do work in the near future. ;)

No, you will not be getting a follow up to this one. You're just going to have to wait to see how this plays out in the epic for 1977 (currently the epic is in 1975).



Though the drive back to Jimmy’s house was not long at all, Summer found herself dozing in the back of the car, seated between Jimmy and Robert. She had known it was an issue to bring Robert home with them, but she instantly respected the fact Jimmy had not only not fought her on it, but engaged the singer in conversation the entire drive back. It was almost as if they had found some common ground that did not revolve around competing for her affections. Not that they had any reason to be competing for her. She loved them both. Not equally, but in different ways. If it came down to her making a decision between Robert and Jimmy, currently she would choose Jimmy. He had so much more to offer her. But that could all change if Robert left his wife. But why was she spending her first few hours of 1977 worrying about what to do? She had never been that big of a planner or worrier before, preferring to just go with the flow. And going with the flow that night had landed her between two men.

Sighing Summer snuggled against Jimmy as he currently wasn’t talking with his hands like Robert was, once more curling her feet into the singer’s lap. Jimmy paused to kiss her forehead, his fingers curling protectively about her shoulders while Robert continued to talk about something, his busy hands dropping to rub her feet. Within moments, cradled by both men, Summer drifted asleep once more, the rhythm of the car’s movements and the men’s actions soothing her into soft sleep.

As the car pulled up at Jimmy’s house, Robert noticed how peacefully Summer slept. He didn’t want to disturb it at all, but couldn’t imagine Jimmy being okay with the two of them just sitting in the car until the girl woke. Perhaps if he did it just right, he could carry her up to wherever she slept without waking her.

“Pagey,” he muttered softly, “she’s fast asleep. I think I might be able to carry her without waking if you guide me along.”

For a moment Jimmy wanted to proclaim that he would carry Summer, but he knew that would be a foolish action. He would let the taller man carry his princess up and he certainly was going to have Robert lay her down in his bed, just to be certain that the singer knew whose arms she slept in. So he nodded in agreement and carefully slipped out of the car, though kept supporting Summer while Robert climbed out as well and then reached in to lift her. Grabbing Summer’s shoes before closing the car door, Jimmy lead Robert up to the house, neither speaking at all. He flicked on lights as they entered, more so that Robert didn’t run into things while carrying the precious cargo than anything. Up the stairs the three headed, directly to Jimmy’s regal black bedroom. A large four-poster mahogany bed dominated the center of the room, luscious black silk linens draped over it. Avoiding the overhead light, fairly certain it didn’t even have a light bulb in it anyways, Jimmy quickly moved to the ornate nightstand nearest the door and clicked on the Victorian torchier beside the bed. He quickly pulled back the black satin quilt and stepped out of the way.

Carefully laying Summer upon Jimmy’s bed, Robert glanced over her. She could not sleep in that dress or the stockings encasing her lovely legs. But he had a feeling that Jimmy would take exception to him undressing the young girl, even if he had long before Jimmy ever had dreamed of it. But she couldn’t remained dressed as she slept, that was unfair, and could ruin her lovely dress.

“Jimmy, we should undre—”

“I’ll take care of her. Thank you,” he responded. “The guest room across the hall has been—”

“No,” Summer mumbled sleepily.

Both men looked to her.

“Did she just...?” Robert breathed.

“I think so...” Jimmy responded cautiously. “Princess?”

Her blue eyes fluttered open, slowly focusing on Jimmy’s face, “I want both of you next to me tonight.”

“But—”

“This bed is big enough for all three of us and more,” she pointed out. “Please, Jimmy.”

As her eyes looked into his and she asked, he once more found that he could not tell the little woman no. No matter what he wanted to actually say, he found himself nodding and agreeing to her request. Robert cocked his head to the side, staring at the guitarist in amazement. Never before had he seen Jimmy acquiesce to a woman so... easily. Granted the woman was Summer and Robert would do anything she asked as well, but it still surprised him.

“Thank you,” she replied softly and moved to the center of the very large bed. “And you both sleep on opposite sides of the bed, so that will work just wonderfully.”

“Um, all right,” Robert finally spoke and moved around the bed, heading to his normal side.

He halted at the foot of the bed, his eyes watching Jimmy quickly strip and climb into the bed next to Summer, completely nude. His mouth dropped open as the guitarist did not hesitate to cup her breast and kiss her mouth. Completely frozen at the foot of the bed, he watched the guitarist’s tongue slip into Summer’s mouth as her hand came up and buried itself in his dark curls. His long fingers covered her right breast, slipping under the top hem. Unlike earlier at the party, Summer did not protest at all when he tugged the fabric down, exposing her breast. Seeing her rosy nipple, albeit briefly before Jimmy covered it with his hand, was enough to spur Robert back into the present. He quickly shed his own clothing and approached the bed.

As the bed sank to her left with Robert’s weight, Summer turned her head, pulling out of the kiss. Jimmy barely glanced at the singer before his lips trailed down her throat, his mouth taking over the assault on her breast from his fingers. Her fingers reached out for Robert, beckoning him to her. While he had shared women with band mates and roadies before, sharing Summer right then, right now with Jimmy did not sit all that well with Robert. And yet on the other hand, watching his friend suckle on her breast and hearing the accompanying soft moans and sighs was also highly arousing. Oh god he had drank far too much, snorted too much, at Peter’s party to think that.

“Robert,” she breathed, her fingers reaching up to touch his face, “kiss me.”

He shifted closer to the golden girl and met her eager mouth. Completely engrossed in the kiss, Robert felt far more complete, more alive than he ever had before, and for a brief moment he forgot that Jimmy was also loving her at the same time. His hand went to cup her breast, but collided with Jimmy’s cheek instead. Though the guitarist quickly glanced up at Robert, neither made a big deal about it. Instead Robert’s hand skipped over her breast and went instantly down to the hem of her dress, slipping up underneath it. He traced up her silk covered thigh, a bit surprised to find the top of her stockings clipped with a tiny bow. But then again her appearance was not at all what he expected at all, from her jewels to her high heels. Now however was not the time to be thinking such things as her mouth plundered his and his hand slowly worked its way up to the juncture of her thighs.

Not to be outdone, though he knew he could suckle her right breast for much longer and nearly bring her to orgasm from that alone, Jimmy’s hand went to her other thigh. Having been there when she dressed, he knew very well that while she wore stockings and a garter, she wore no panties. He quickly traced up her inner thigh, his combined actions with Robert causing her to moan and part her legs for their hands. Jimmy reached her flower before Robert, not spending any time exploring her garter at all. He traced down her slit twice, purposefully avoiding her clit, and sank two fingers into her. She groaned, her hips leaving the bed.

Robert’s lips left hers to nibble along her jawline, making his way to her ear. Knowing full well what Jimmy’s fingers were doing to Summer already, his own searched for the bud his band mate had avoided. His finger traced around her clit, feeling it swell more with each circle. Moans were leaving her parted lips, her head pressing back into the pillow, her body arching up to the men’s touches.

Nibbling her ear briefly, he whispered, “What do you want, Summer?”

“Oh god,” she moaned. “Oh god. Ohhhhh.”

Robert smirked, feeling her body tense. Jimmy instantly halted his suckling of her breast and quickly covered her mouth with his own. His fingers sank as deeply into her as possible as her body clenched about them. He continued to stroke her through her orgasm a moment later, though Robert pulled his digits away from her swollen bud. Without pause, Jimmy removed his hand from her sex and pulled out of the kiss. Robert’s eyes widened slightly in surprise as the girl sucked Jimmy’s two wet fingers into her mouth, licking her own juices from his skin.

As his fingers pulled away, a dribble of saliva connecting them for a moment, both of Summer’s hands circled their bare cocks. Jimmy pressed his forehead to the pillow next to Summer’s, breathed something in her ear that Robert could not hear. Moaning as she began to stroke both at the same pace, the singer once more breathed his question into her ear.

“Make love to me. Both of you,” she replied.

Forehead still pressed against the pillow, Jimmy asked, “Are... you... sure... princess?”

Turning towards him, Summer bit his earlobe gently, “Yes.”

He quickly rolled away, pulling himself from her caress, “Then we should not be the only ones naked.”

Jimmy quickly pulled Summer up, forcing her to release Robert as well. He kiss her greedily, fingers reached for the back zipper of her dress. In his haste, the zipper teeth snagged on the delicate fabric of the dress. Before he could curse and tear the red dress off, Robert pushed Jimmy’s hands away and worked the fabric free. His lips kissed down her spine as it was finally exposed. Once the dress was unzipped, Jimmy pulled Summer to him and Robert’s hands found the asymmetrical hem. Only when necessary to remove the dress did Jimmy break his intense kiss of the woman. His cock rubbed against her glistening entrance and it took all of his willpower to not take her right then, to not prove his superiority by having her before Robert, without Robert. But that wasn’t what his princess wanted and her wish was always his command.

“Princess, lay back down.”

Doing as Jimmy asked, her fingers once more encircled the men’s cocks. Groaning Robert leaned down to kiss her as Jimmy once more pressed his forehead to the pillow to regain his composure. Rolling his tongue around her mouth, his hips twitched, pressing more fully into her hand. In all truth he hadn’t made love in months, since the last time he touched and tasted Summer. Only twice in those long months had he fucked his wife and that hadn’t been as erotic as even kissing Summer. This was heaven, even if it was shared.

Recovering from her caresses, Jimmy sought her newly bared breast. His lips showered it with kisses, carefully avoiding her strawberry nipple. She groaned his name as Robert’s mouth left hers to taste her body, filling Jimmy was smug satisfaction. Only then did he capture her nipple in his teeth, tugging gently on it. Her hands stopped moving on both of them, a moan and sigh leaving her lips.

Leaving Jimmy to tease her breasts, Robert kissed her soft abdomen, working his way to her garter belt. For a moment he paused to look her over. Oh how erotic she looked in just her belt and stockings. It wasn’t the Summer he knew and loved, but as he gazed at her no longer bare mound, Robert knew she was the sexiest woman invented. Dipping down to kiss her navel, his hands roamed over her hips, arching her up so his hands could slip under and unfasten the garter belt. Snapping the garters free, Robert tossed it aside, focusing his attention on her nylons.

Noticing Robert’s progress Jimmy stopped his oral assault on her breasts. His hands circled her thigh and slowly he began to roll down her stocking. Exposing her knee at the same time as Robert, Jimmy bent over and showered it with a dozen kisses before continuing. Both men discarded the last of Summer’s garments simultaneously and began to kiss and suckle her toes. Though highly aroused, she burst into breathy giggles the more they kissed her feet, wiggling in hopes of freeing herself. While Robert released her leg, Jimmy did not. He did halt his assault of her foot though and began kissing up her leg.

Burying her fingers in Robert’s mass of blond curls, Summer pulled his mouth to hers. He smiled into the kiss as she moaned. His fingers cupped and caressed her breasts and he nearly forgot Jimmy’s existence until he felt fingers push his hips away from Summer’s. The blond girl pulled quickly out of the kiss, a guttural moan slipping past her lips. Glancing down Robert understood for Jimmy’s mouth and tongue plundered her sex.

“Oh Jimmy,” she moaned, pressing her hips towards his talented mouth. “Oh Jimmy... don’t... tease... me...”

His dark eyes flicked up to her face and he breathed, “What do you want, Princess?”

Her eyes dropped down to his, “You. In me.”

Pushed aside by her words more than anything, Robert laid on his side, watching as Jimmy moved over Summer. The guitarist fluidly settled between her legs, his pale body moving up hers. His lips barely touched her breasts before devouring her kiss. A moment later, he wrapped her legs around his waist and slid deeply into her. Summer pushed her head back into the pillow, bearing her throat to Jimmy. He quickly accepted her offer and kissed her racing pulse, biting down hard enough to mark her. Only once she moaned for him did he begin to move. For the moment Robert was forgotten, a mere silent spectator.

As he watched her band mate love his lover, Robert was surprised at how little jealousy touched his thoughts. Acting as an observer to the carnal act changed his perspective. Summer was far more wanton than he remembered, moaning instructions to Jimmy. Already her experiences with another lover had changed her. And currently he was okay with it. Currently.

Turning her head to the side, Summer met Robert’s eyes. Digging her nails into Jimmy’s flesh one last time her right hand reached out to the singer. He grasped it, squeezing lovingly. Without thought, she pulled his hand up to her mouth and sucked his middle finger suggestively. Robert instantly knew what she offered without speaking. Meeting her eyes briefly to make certain he wasn’t making a poor assumption, Robert pulled his finger from her lips and scrambled up onto his knees. Smiling up at the singer, she wrapped her fingers around his erection and guided the glistening tip to her mouth.

Halting his thrusts, Jimmy watched as Robert’s cock slowly invaded Summer’s mouth and throat. Having experienced her skills many times the past few days, he revelled in watching someone else receive that intense pleasure. He kept his eyes on her mouth until Robert’s balls touched her chin, causing the singer to groan. Hands on her hips, Jimmy pushed up onto his knees, still keeping their bodily connection. He swiveled his hips, causing Summer to spit out Robert’s cock to moan happily. A few more moans passed her lips before Jimmy abruptly stopped.

Instantly feeling a void when Jimmy withdrew, Summer pouted, her sapphire eyes meeting his dark coal eyes. Though her fingers still danced on Robert’s member, she knew it barely kept him in idle. Jimmy’s fingers suddenly circled both of her wrists and he pulled her up. Before Summer could say anything the guitarist kissed her deeply before turning her around. Feeling his hands on her hips, Summer pushed backwards, her body quickly engulfing his once more. Remaining buried in her, Jimmy pushed her forward, barely glancing at Robert, who quickly scrambled into position. The girl quickly sucked on his cock once more while Jimmy pounded on her. Having learned quite a bit with Jimmy already, Summer flexed her muscles every other thrust, knowing full well what it would do to him.

A few thrusts later, Jimmy pushed deeply into Summer. Moaning her name, his body trembled and shook. Even with his hands on her ass cheeks, she continued to grind against him as he sputtered inside of her. Finally feeling his body relax, Jimmy fully withdrew. A milky white goo oozed out of her briefly before her body sealed itself off. Leaning back on his hands, trying to catch his breath, Jimmy’s dark eyes watched his princess focus all of her attention on pleasuring Robert with her mouth. He knew as the girl squeezed the base of the singer’s cock that she was tempering him. Robert would not be allowed an orgasm until Summer wanted it. Feeling no desire to continue watching, Jimmy pushed back up and kissed Summer’s back before getting out of bed. Knowing his lover ever so well, he decided they were going to need sustenance to feed her demands. Leaving the two alone for a few moments would hurt nothing. He would merely slip downstairs for a bottle or two of champagne, as that seemed to be Summer’s favorite, and enough powder to do a couple of lines. Wouldn’t take long at all.

Seeing no need to get dressed in his own house, Jimmy headed downstairs. Fetching two bottles of the rose champagne Summer liked best and forgoing flutes, he headed into his study. Glancing at the two ornate Chinese jars, Jimmy considered his options. Robert hadn’t really cared for smack before and he was fairly certain Summer did not either – so much so he had hidden his use from her the past two weeks. His fingers itched to snap that jar off the shelf but could he pass it off as cocaine to the other two – and would he feel guilty from their reactions to it? With a sigh he grabbed the other jar. Cocaine would work just fine.

Upstairs Robert was becoming frustrated. The girl kept bringing him right to the brink and then halting. She was such a tease and it was driving him mad. And he couldn’t bring himself to push her away and take control.

“Baby,” he breathed, “I need... I need...”

“To cum?” her not-so-innocent eyes belied her tone.

“Yeahhhhh.”

Summer smiled and quickly pivoted, “I need you.”

“Oh baby,” he groaned as he crawled between her legs.

Pausing near her navel, he showered her abdomen with kisses, his tongue slipping into her belly button. His hands pressed her breasts upwards, towards her face briefly. Positioned thusly he decided to leave his mark on her flesh too and began to suck hard on the tender flesh of her under swells. Marking one breast and then the other in this manner, Robert released her small fleshy globes, pausing long enough to watch them bounce back into place. His lips greedily met hers, his hands going to her thighs, quickly parting them. Slowly pressing towards her, his eyes flicked down as his tip parted her petals. He had dreamt of this moment for so long; Robert wanted to savor it. Summer, however, was not content to take it slow, wrapped her legs around his waist, and dug her heels into his ass, making him push into her.

Both gasped as Robert thrust all the way in. Jimmy was of average size but knew just what to do to light Summer’s fire. Three inches taller than the guitarist, Robert was more than proportionally larger, and had by far the largest cock Summer had ever sucked. He had ruined her for other men their very first time, for no matter what Jimmy did, how wonderful he treated her, right then with Robert deep inside of her, Summer felt complete. And if he moved she was certain she would orgasm.

“Oh Daddy, how I’ve missed you,” she breathed before pulling him into a kiss.

“I’ve missed you too, baby girl,” he muttered, slowly pulling out.

Summer instantly moaned, her body tensing. Sensing she was as close to the edge as he was Robert quickly debated as to torture her slowly or bring them both quickly. After her previous torture, Robert chose the former. His hands lightly touched her glistening skin, his body slowly moving in and out of hers. Her moans became louder and louder, her fingers digging into his arms. His hands dropped to her hips, tilting them slightly but keep them stationary. Their slightly modified position opened her up even more to him, so much so their dark blond pubic hair intermingled. Her moans became screams became pleas for release and yet Robert held back. For what he wasn’t certain.

Jimmy entered the room to Summer’s screams. For a long moment he remained in the doorway, uncertain how he felt that his princess screamed for another. But it had been her request, he could not deny her. And the longer he watched the more aroused he became. Perhaps he would share her when they were on tour as well. He made his way over to a nearby armchair, one he had loved Summer in before they dressed for the party. Placing the champagne bottles and jar on the small bedside table, Jimmy sat, his dark eyes focused on the activity on his bed. He knew she was almost there and it bothered him that it was Robert’s cock about to bring her. It didn’t matter he brought her to orgasm manually earlier; it mattered she didn’t cum when he did. He had to do something. Should he interrupt or join in?

“Ooooooooooh, Daaaaaaaaaaaaaddy,” Summer screamed, her entire body tensing.

Not even a full stroke later, Robert’s voice joined hers in orgasmic release. He continued pumping into her, driving his seed deep into her womb. Feeling her and his convulsions wane, the singer kissed her lovingly, his thumbs brushing tears from her cheeks.

“Baby, why do you cry?” he whispered.

“Because... because... I know this is the last... perfect time,” she breathed.

Robert kissed her again, “It doesn’t have to be.”

“Oh yes. Yes it does,” she replied.

“Why, baby?” he slipped out of her, shifting to lay on his side while cradling her.

“It just is.”

“It doesn’t have to be,” he repeated.

“Sweetheart,” Jimmy returned to the bed, champagne bottle in hand, “I brought you something to drink.”

Her eyes flicked to the guitarist, “What year?”

He laughed and quickly bent over and kissed her, “You know I have nothing but the best.”

“Mmmmm, yes,” Summer sat up. “Open it, lover.”

“As you wish, princess,” he stole another kiss before turning to his appointed duty.

“Jimmy?”

He wiggled the cork out before glancing back to her, “Yes?”

“Did you bring anything else?”

A lupine grin graced his face and he held out the bottle to her, “I did.”

While the girl sucked on the bottle, sharing it with her now silent golden lover, Jimmy grabbed the ornate jar. Her blue eyes instantly flicked to it and she smiled, knowing full well what he offered. Without any decent surface to prepare a line on, Jimmy stretched out her arm, sprinkling the white powder along her forearm. With little pause, Summer quickly inhaled the line, something that made Robert uncomfortable, even though he had been the one to introduce her to it. His eyes widened slightly as Jimmy licked her arm while she swallowed another mouthful of champagne. Did their affair contain such activities all the time?

Laying back, Summer looked to Robert, “Do you want?”

“You? Always,” he replied.

She smiled, “Thank you, but that’s not what I was asking.”

Saying nothing he watched Jimmy prepare another line, this time using Summer’s stomach as the illicit surface. The guitarist did not even glance at Robert before spreading a second line. He capped the jar and returned it to the nightstand. Pausing Jimmy kissed Summer deeply, his hand briefly teasing her breast. Pulling from the kiss, he snorted the fine white powder nearest him, licking up the remainder a moment later. He accepted the bottle of champagne from the blond, turning expectant eyes to Robert. The singer hesitated. If he joined in, the playing field remained level. If he didn’t he may have a slight advantage. But would Summer think of it that way?

He snorted the line.

“Jimmy?” Summer breathed.

“Yes, Princess.”

“Are you going to take me to the other house?”

His fingers lazily caressed her breast, “If you wish it.”

“Oh I do,” her eyes closed.

“No,” Robert boldly spoke up.

Jimmy’s eyes flashed to his, “Excuse me.”

“Summer,” he focused his attention on the girl who still hadn’t opened her eyes, “you don’t want to go there.”

“Why not?” she asked, smiling crookedly as Jimmy pinched her nipple.

“Do you realize how far away Scotland is? How far away you would be from Jonesy?”

She smirked, opening one eye to look at Robert, “I’m not staying with John and Mo. I’m with Jimmy now.”

Attempting to hide his smug smile, the guitarist leaned over and kissed her breast. She tasted sweet, like sunshine. And he knew he needed no other light in life besides her. Currently it seemed he had won her from Robert and oh how elated he was. Summer was with him now.

“But—”

“Robert, stop worrying about it and kiss me,” she instructed, eyes opening fully to meet his.

He hesitated a moment too many and Jimmy fulfilled her request instead. His fingers continued to caress her skin, working closer to her soft, golden curls. Petting her mound lightly, his fingertips slipped into her heat, finding her hidden button. Realizing her juices did not flow for him alone nor did he only coat his digits with her honey, a sudden possessive streak overtook him. Not only did he not want to share her anymore with Robert, he wanted every trace of the singer gone as well. But emptying her body of his semen could not be easy. Jimmy had seen girls suck it out before but he wasn’t too keen on doing that. Could he flush it out? With what?

Pulling out of the kiss he noticed the champagne bottle in Summer’s hand. An image quickly flashed in his mind and with everything going through his system, Jimmy didn’t question it at all. He quickly pulled away and snatched the other bottle off the nightstand. Deftly opening the bottle, Jimmy place his hand over the top.

“Spread your legs, princess.”

Surprised that she so eagerly did as Jimmy asked, Robert kept his eyes focused on her sex. The guitarist shook the bottle, feeling the intense pressure of the alcohol against his palm. Quickly, though he paused to glance at Robert to make certain the singer was watching, Jimmy turned the bottle on its side, the back of his hand against her labia. Snapping his hand out of the way, he quickly inserted the bottle into her juicy body. Both Summer and Robert gasped, the former wiggling as the carbonated liquid filled her and began to ooze around the bottle. Once seeing this, Jimmy removed the bottle, not caring that the mixture flooding out of Summer likely ruined his silk sheets forever. Instead he exchanged bottles with her, noticing both had around the same amount remaining. Before he could shake the exchanged bottle and insert it, Summer shocked both of the men by wrapping her lips around the defiled bottle and sucking on it.

“Mmmmm,” she purred. “You should try it, boys.”

Quickly shaking and inserting the other bottle, Jimmy tossed it aside, settled between her legs, and began to lap at her sex. The combined sensation of the bubbles still inside of her and Jimmy’s tongue enticed Summer to writhe beneath him. Before Robert could recover from the shock of what he witnessed, Jimmy snapped the bottle from Summer’s hand and tossed it with the other one. His mouth left her sex and quickly found hers as he thrust into her effervescing body. Remaining buried deeply in her, he lovingly kissed and caressed her, feeling bubbles around his cock. Oh they would have to do this again, certainly.

Once his surprise wore off, Robert was filled with such a strong arousal, he felt like he would burst if he didn’t touch, kiss, fuck her. He needed her more than he physically thought possible. And Jimmy was unfairly inside her again.

Pulling from the kiss, Jimmy pushed up. Keeping his hold on her hips, he got to his knees, grinding his body deeply in her. Her hands covered her small mounds briefly as she gazed up the incline of her own body, focused on the spot they joined. His skin was as pale as hers, a start contrast to his dark curly hair. He was certainly the polar opposite of her golden god and that was a great part of his appeal. Seeing her eyes on their carnal connection, Jimmy pulled out, sliding his cock over her soft mound. Summer moaned, wiggling in his embrace, needing him back inside of her.

“Jimmy... please.”

With a smile, he lined himself back up for entrance. Rather than push directly back in, he slid along her highly lubricated slit, rubbing his tip around her very swollen bud. She groaned and pleaded, but still Jimmy teased her. This too was pushing Robert’s buttons as well. He simply could not understand why Jimmy would not do exactly what Robert wanted to do himself. How he restrained himself from throwing the guitarist aside, he knew not.

“Dammit, Jimmy,” he cursed, “if you’re not going to—”

“Oh Daddy,” Summer purred, reaching for Robert.

Seeing the girl’s fingers wrap around Robert as the singer leaned into kiss her, Jimmy pushed back into Summer. The erotic bubbling was gone but just being surrounded by her hot body was enough. He matched her strokes on Robert’s cock, taking that as a silent cue. The singer’s mouth left hers and focused on her breasts, allowing Jimmy to take his hints from her voice. Oh how he loved her voice. It was sweet and musical, becoming deeper and more throaty the closer she got to completion. Oh yes, he was going to bring his princess and cum himself.

“Baby,” he breathed, eyes darting to their connection as Robert’s fingers found her clit, “are you... close?”

“Oh Jimmy... Oh Jimmy...” she moaned, her eyes flying wide open and meeting his. “Ohhhhhh, Jimmy.”

Eyes holding hers, he grinned and grunted, thrusting hard into her. As deep in her body as possible, his fingers on her hips felt her body tense first. As he attempted to withdraw his sputtering cock, her muscles clamped down on him, sucking him back in. She moaned his name, her hand no longer stroking Robert, and her eyes clouded in orgasmic bliss. Staying in her until she no longer throbbed on his still mostly erect cock, Jimmy gently let her hips relax back onto the bed. As Robert had let up his assault on her breasts, Jimmy leaned down and kissed her heartbeat, before stretching up to kiss her mouth. Sighing contently, though his cock was still half-aroused, something he attributed to the cocaine in his system, Jimmy slipped to Summer’s side. She kissed him once more before turning over and attacking Robert – her aggression he also attributed to the cocaine.

Gasping in surprise as the petite woman pushed him onto his back, Robert quickly recovered, his hands cupping her ass. Her mouth voraciously kissed his, her fingers clawing at his chest as she groaned and rubbed against him. Knowing full well if she kept that up he would explode all over himself, his hands quickly stilled her hips and he pushed up into her body.

“Oh yes, daddy,” she groaned and sat up.

One hand pressed against her soft pubic mound, his thumb slipping in to tease her clit as she began to slowly ride him. His other hand rubbed her abdomen, slowly working towards her breasts. His fingers brushed the marks he left earlier before working to touch her breasts. Smiling Summer leaned back, her hands resting on his strong thighs. Robert’s hands dropped to hers as well, finding an extra tactile experience feeling her muscles flex with her gyrations. Soft, breathy moans passed her lips, a carnal calling he soon answered with his own.

Not satisfied with just watching anymore, Jimmy got to his knees. He climbed over Robert’s legs. His hands circled around Summer from behind, cupping and pinching her heaving breasts. Turning her head to the side, she did not lose her rhythm at all. Jimmy curled around her, meeting her eager mouth. They kissed for a few moments, her actions causing her ass to rub against his greedy cock. Oh and he wanted her again.

“Princess, lean forward,” he whispered in her ear before nibbling on it. “Let Percy fall out for a moment.”

“What? Why?”

“Just trust me,” he responded.

Nodding Summer leaned down to kiss Robert, lifting her hips from his body so that he slipped out. Before he could thrust back up into her, Jimmy quickly slid in. Stroking inside her highly lubricated body nine times, Jimmy withdrew. Without delay he reached down and guided Robert back into Summer. Her womb was not his cock’s destination. Hands on her ass cheeks, Jimmy kept her from moving, aiming his wet cock towards her rosy pucker.

“Jimmy, what are you—”

“Relax, princess.”

She gasped as she felt the head of his cock touch her, “No, Jimmy. Please.”

“Just relax, baby,” he breathed.

Slowly he pushed his hips forward, carefully slipping in just the head, remaining motionless for Summer to adjust. She was not adjusting well at all. Her arousal was quickly becoming tempered by the intense pressure and pain from Jimmy’s invasion. Biting her bottom lip, Summer pressed her forehead to Robert’s chest, her tiara digging into his flesh slightly. Slowly Jimmy pressed a bit further, a shock of pain shooting up her spine.

“No,” she gasped, tears trickling down her cheeks, “Jimmy, stop. Please stop.”

His hands caressed her back, “Just relax, Summer. I would never hurt you.”

“Oh god, Jimmy, no. Stop,” she pleaded again as he moved slightly.

Hearing in her voice what Jimmy apparently did not, Robert instantly interjected, “Stop, mate. You’re hurting her.”

His dark eyes flashed over Summer’s shoulder to meet Robert’s. Defiance filled his soul and he wanted nothing more to thrust fully into her arse, pain be damned. Robert had not likely cared about her comfort when he took her virginity nearly two years before. But as he looked away from the singer to the girl between them, he knew he couldn’t keep on with things as he currently was. He only wanted to bring her pleasure, never pain. He... he loved her. He couldn’t hurt her, not even for his own pleasure.

With that though in mind, Jimmy carefully withdrew. He instantly began to shower kisses along her spine, working his way to the very area he had defiled. His lips touched the gentle curves of her ass cheeks. She still hadn’t moved, but he glanced up and noticed Robert was once more caressing her back and arms, heard the soft sounds of kissing. With the singer soothing her in his own way, Jimmy tried to rectify his own mistakes. He could see that Robert was beginning to move in her, so at least Jimmy knew Summer was relaxed enough again for that. Spreading her cheeks, he kissed her flesh there, his tongue slipping out between his lips. She seemed to moan a little louder when he did that. Repeating the gentle lick, Jimmy was very certain Summer was responding to it. With very little hesitation, he dipped down further, the tip of his tongue touching the underside of Robert’s cock as it slid in and out of Summer. Starting there, tasting her sweet honey, Jimmy licked up. He paused at her rosebud, circling it with his tongue. By the third such pass, Summer tossed her head back and moaned for Jimmy to keep doing what he was doing.

Knowing if he kept this up and Robert kept fucking her, as Jimmy did not believe the two made love – that was only for him and Summer – his next attempt at penetration would likely be far more successful. He had merely gotten too cocky and forgot about her for a moment. Licking her once more, Jimmy scrambled out of the bed, reaching for the drawer of toys he had yet to open for Summer. Quickly grabbing a small bottle of lube, he hurried back to the bed. Returning to his previous position, Jimmy set the bottle within reach on the bed and returned to licking Summer. Moaning loudly she sank fully onto Robert’s cock as she orgasmed, Jimmy’s tongue still licking her from cock to spine. On the third such lick, he continued up her spine, licking his way up as she sat up. Without hesitation she met him in a kiss.

“I’m sorry, princess,” he breathed, caressing her face gently.

Her eyes went to his, “I wasn’t ready, Jimmy.”

“I know.... now.”

“You can make me ready,” she whispered.

He kissed her deeply, his hand reaching down to cup her breast briefly, finding his fingers battled with Robert’s for territory. Seceding her breasts to the singer, he kissed and licked his way back down her spine. Returning to his rimming, he wondered why Robert had cum yet, especially when Summer did. But a moment later that question was answered when the singer moaned loudly and tensed. Summer began to move seductively again, not about to allow Robert to soften, his cream oozing out around his cock as she rode it again. Even with that, Jimmy continued licking in his path, until he felt he could take the seduction one step further.

Pulling away as she continued to ride Robert, he picked up the bottle of lube and squirted a large dollop onto his pointer finger. Rubbing it along her crack as she moved up and down, he decided that wasn’t nearly enough. One hand went to her lower back, halting her movements, the other to squeeze the viscous lubricant down her crack. Tossing the nearly empty bottle aside, Jimmy began to rub the lube around her rosebud. Releasing his hand from her lower back, his lubed finger pressed to her back entrance, Jimmy let Summer decide what to do. She rocked back, taking Robert’s cock deeply in her and Jimmy’s finger nudged in. With each backwards rock, Jimmy’s finger worked a little deeper into the young woman.

Withdrawing his finger, he rubbed her ass lovingly, letting her focus on Robert for a moment. Two strokes later, two of Jimmy’s fingers pressed against her rosebud. Both were coated generously with lube and as Summer slipped backwards they both slipped in. She halted at that, glancing over her shoulder at Jimmy. With their eyes meeting, he stretched to kiss her, leaving his fingers firmly where they were. Their kiss was far more intense than before and he couldn’t help but think it had to do with his hand’s position. To test his theory, he pulled them out some and pushed them back in, causing her to moan into their kiss. She was nearly ready for him, that much he was certain. But he wanted her to ask for it.

“What do you want, princess?” he whispered.

“Oh, Jimmy,” she reached around behind her, finding his cock and stroking it. “Give it to me... carefully.”

Pulling out his fingers, he met her in another kiss, plucking her fingers off of his cock. Squeezing the rest of the lube on his cock and spreading it quickly around, Jimmy kept her attention on the kiss for a moment longer as he prepared himself for her.

“If it hurts, I will stop,” he promised as the kiss ended.

She nodded, turning back to look to Robert. The singer’s arms wrapped around her, bringing her down into a kiss. The two exchanged saliva while Jimmy lined himself up with her once more. Robert’s hands travelled down Summer’s spine, cupped her ass cheeks, and pulled them apart. A bit surprised that the singer would help, though that was likely because Summer had already climaxed hard around his cock thanks to Jimmy’s fingers, Jimmy put all his focus on easing himself into her. Slowly pressing in as deeply as he had before, he held off, waiting for her permission for more.

“Princess?”

“Oh god, Jimmy, yes,” she groaned.

With a smile, he pushed more into her. Bit by bit, Jimmy worked his entire length into Summer’s ass. He leaned over her and kissed her shoulder blades and back. Withdrawing carefully, he watched to be certain she was okay with it. She tossed her hair and bit Robert’s shoulder. Jimmy smirked; she was okay with it. Rather than find a pace of stroking, he leaned to her ear and whispered for her to be in control. Slowly Summer began to move, causing both engorged cocks to slid in and out of her body. Summer found an easy pace, revelling in the feeling she felt having both of her men in her body at the same time. While she never wanted it to end, she also imagined the orgasm would surely rock the world off its tilt. But she wanted more right then.


“Oh boys,” she moaned, halting her actions, “fuck me.”

Robert’s hands went to her hips first and he quickly followed her requested. He pounded up into her juicy body, knowing full well he would be flooding her body with semen once more and soon. Jimmy’s hands went to her shoulders, causing her back to arch, pressing her breasts towards her lower lover. He kept his pace slow and purposeful, not wanting to hurt her at all. Fighting his body’s response to her tight channel, Jimmy fully intended to pull out before orgasm and push into the void left by Robert. There was only one place he was going to cum in Summer, if he could help it.

“Oh baby,” Robert moaned. “Oh baby.”

“Oh Daaaaaaaaaaddy, yes,” she replied.

Her orgasm rippled through her body, bringing Robert’s not even a moment later. Jimmy halted his actions and slowly withdrew. He showered kisses on her back once more, meeting her mouth when she turned slightly, beckoning him. Leaning back, he watched her body twitch, noticed the cum ooze out around Robert’s cock. Ever so slowly Summer pivoted off of Robert, collapsing onto her back beside him, their fingers intertwined. Her breasts rose and fell quickly, her lazy eyes finally glancing at Jimmy. She looked him over, her eyes focusing on his still very hard and still very wet cock. Licking her lips, she beckoned to the guitarist with a seductive finger.

While she probably would have happily gotten him off in any number of fashions at this point, Jimmy crawled between her legs, his mouth finding her mouth. He kissed her tenderly, sliding into her body. Finding it drastically different than the tight tunnel he had just been buried in, Jimmy nonetheless found his spine tingling, his body tensing. She instinctively clenched her muscles around him and he was gone. He remained buried in her, his body emptying his of all fluids, for far longer than any expected. His cock finally satiated and the girl likely filled with enough to fill a bucket, Jimmy rolled off of Summer, finding her fingers as well.

“Jimmy?” Summer breathed softly.

“Yes, princess,” he whispered in return.

“Can we go sleep somewhere else? This bed is soaked.”

He laughed, “Of course, princess.”

Her eyes quickly turned to Robert, “Will you carry me again?”

The three rolled out of Jimmy’s bed, Summer instantly pulled up into Robert’s arms. The guitarist lead them across the hall to the guest bedroom. While the bed was smaller, none thought that would be an issue. Robert laid down the girl first after Jimmy turned back the blankets. Both men nestled into the bed beside her, snuggling with her from their sides. Both kissed her cheek simultaneously, making her giggle softly.

“Good night, boys,” she declared.



Waking late in the afternoon of January first, Robert stretched. He had the most amazing dream of spending all night with Summer, though he had shared her with Jimmy. He was certain with as many times as he orgasmed in his dreams, he certainly had to have had an accident in his bed. But then a body moved next to his, a soft yawn reaching his ears before a little head pressed against his chest, an arm snaking across his abdomen. Glancing down he instantly recognized the messy dark blond hair, a skewed tiara lodged in the tangles. It hadn’t been a dream. He had spent all night with Summer and Jimmy.

Glanced to his left, over Summer, he noticed Jimmy snuggling with the girl from behind. Not entirely sure how to process it, especially now that champagne and cocaine no longer clouded his thoughts, Robert stared at Jimmy for a long time. It wasn’t unheard of to share fucks on the road, they had even been involved in the same bed before, but it was massively different to share the one he loved. And yet Robert found himself strangely okay with it. That bothered him more than anything. Summer was his and his alone, or supposed to be. But he couldn’t have her yet, he was still married to Maureen. He knew she would stay with Jimmy until he resolved that minor detail. Before that had filled him with so much jealousy, but now... now he felt better, that at least she would be with someone who worshipped her as much as he did. His only issue would be convincing her to give up Jimmy for him alone. But didn’t Jimmy have a track record of giving up women fairly quickly?

Suddenly feeling eyes on him, Robert looked away from the still sleeping guitarist and looked down at Summer. She instantly smiled and moved slightly to kiss him. Her finger reached across his body, squeezing his hand as they kissed. That simple gesture silenced his few concerns.

“Happy 1977, Daddy,” she whispered. “I think we’re all going to have a very interesting and fabulous year.”