Timeless - Scene 3

Music throbbed from every radio. Seth stumbled into the bedroom, home from the front at last. Two naked girls hit him before he cleared the door. Jane and Alexis clawed at brass buttons, ripped away medals, yanked his cock out of government-issue boxers. They dropped to their knees, hungry. First Jane's warm throat swallowed him whole, then Alexis spit him into the cool air and took her turn. They traded him back and forth like a rumor. Sweat ran off Seth's chest; he braced one hand on the dresser and grabbed Jane's hair with the other, guiding her while Alexis's tongue traced the heavy weight of his balls. Jane flipped onto her back on the bed and hooked her legs over his hips. He drove in raw, fucking her deep enough to make the headboard slam the wall. Alexis climbed up to straddle Jane's face, grinding while she watched the soldier pound her friend. When he pulled out and flipped Alexis onto all fours, Jane slid beneath them to lick where their bodies met. Thrusts turned savage, muscles flexing, flesh slapping. The bottle of rye on the nightstand went untouched; sweat and spit coated every inch of skin. Eventually Alexis pulled him free and begged for Jane again; Seth lined them up side by side and switched between tight holes like a man starved for two years. Cum ran down their thighs by the end. Outside, the war years slipped into memory. Inside, three people rewrote history between the sheets.