by Amy Brent
She felt something being clamped between her legs and the vibration start as she shifted around. It was tight around her clit, and Elle felt it everywhere as need filled her again. Nolan told Chad to move in front of her, and she watched as he did. Chad took her face in his hand sand laughed. “You made a mess of her. My turn.” He shifted forward and his thick cock filled her mouth as she groaned helplessly and moved her pussy.
He fucked her slow and hard as Elle took every inch and waited for something to happen to her pussy. The vibration was steady and intense, and she moaned as a hand slapped her ass. “Don’t use your teeth, Elle. Work through this, you dirty girl,” Nolan told her as she nodded and controlled her mouth over the cock that pounded inside of her lips. He gripped her hair and moved faster as Nolan slapped her ass again and slid a finger inside of her. “Wet little slut. You love this.”
He alternated between fucking her and spanking her with his hand as she sucked Chad eagerly down her throat. Her body ached and burned in places, but she knew that she wasn’t done with these men. Not tonight or possibly ever. Chad cried out her name and tore at her hair as he came inside of her throat with a rough jerk of his hips and Elle swallowed him hungrily as Nolan started to smack her in a hard fast pattern. He told her that she loved reddening her pale skin as she felt Chad pull out of her and her head dropped forward. “How many times have you cum to me, Elle? Tell me.” His hand smacked her hard.
“So many,” she admitted as he hit her again and she jerked forward.
“Did you want me to fuck you earlier when you were in those tiny shorts and that shirt that showed your hard little nipples? Tell me,” Nolan demanded and she screamed yes as the clamps dragged over the couch. “Did you want me to rip those clothes off and fuck you right on that table like I wanted? My cock was so hard that it ached looking at you.”
“Yes, I wanted you to fuck me. I have always wanted you to fuck me, Daddy,” she sobbed as she felt him spread her thighs and enter her with a hard groan. “Fuck me hard. Fuck me fast. Fuck me like your little slut, Daddy.” Nolan did, and he gripped her hips as he slammed into her ass and pussy with moans and whispers. His body pressed into her, and she felt the vibrations even deeper as she felt something in her body snap.
“Cum for your daddy, you fucking little whore. Cum on my cock,” Nolan roared as she cried out and felt her pussy tighten. “Take my cum inside your hot little cunt!”
“Daddy, oh God. Daddy,” Elle stilled as he took her one more time before he filled her with his seed and tugged on her hair.
“I didn’t fuck anyone tonight, baby girl. I wanted you after seeing you at dinner, so bad. I wanted your pussy around me, milking me like this.” Nolan assured her as he stilled inside of her. “Nobody feels the way that you do. “Your cunt is fucking perfect.” She started to cum with him, and he held her still as he murmured her name. “I was jerking off thinking of you tonight. Now I am fucking you, and I never want to stop.”
They both stopped moving, and he dropped onto the couch as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There was a mixture of emotions inside of her as she took in what had just happened. Elle loved Nolan; as her stepfather and the person that took care of her, but she also wanted him as her lover. She had felt a flash of guilt before she told herself that he was single now and that she wouldn’t change this. She didn’t hurt anybody.
CHAPTER 4
The men untied Elle, and she moved her arms around slowly as she tried to get the feeling back in them. She wasn’t going anywhere, and Elle took the water bottle that was offered to her as she perched up to drink it. She unclipped the small clamp from her clit as Chad told her how to before she dropped it and fell onto her back. They each released her nipples, and she rubbed them as the men watched with eager eyes.
Elle could feel the cum sliding out between her legs, the cum of two different men. She memorized the feeling as she realized what had happened here and she slid her hands over her reddened nipples that ached with every touch. Elle couldn’t help but moan as she felt the nipples harden under her hands and she noticed that the men were both focused on her as she tugged on them.
“Show me what you do to yourself, Elle. Show me how you get yourself off,” Nolan told her as he and Chad moved to the end of the couch and each secured a leg as they spread her open. “Do you fantasize about both of us?”
Oh, God she had. Elle nodded as the men shared a long look and she slipped her hand between her legs. “I have wanted you both for years. In the pool, I would just watch you until I could find some time alone and I’d do this,” she stroked her clit and bit her lip. “I’d do this as I closed my eyes and pictured you both inside of me.” She slipped a couple of fingers inside of herself and forced them deeper as Nolan murmured her name. “I want one of you fucking my pussy and one in my ass. I want to be with both of you so bad.” She leaned here head back and slid deeper as the men swallowed and stared between her legs. “I want you to fill me at the same time and feel you dripping out of me when we’re done. Oh, fuck. I’m going to cum.” She slammed her hand inside of her as she rocked with the movement and Nolan moved forward. “Oh God…I can’t stop.”
She cried out and trembled as Nolan slipped forward and licked her clit lightly while he dropped her hand to the side. He gently moved her to her stomach and asked her to go to her knees before he slipped his hands between her ass cheeks and parted them. Nolan leaned forward and prodded her tight hole with his tongue as Elle whimpered beneath him. He slid a hand down to stroke her pussy as she moaned and felt him moving deeper inside of her. Nolan eased into her before he used a finger and looked at Chad. “Get under her. This ass is all mine.”
Chad moved onto the couch, and she moved over him eagerly as he slid his cock into her used pussy and kissed her. Nolan started working the finger harder, and she rocked against him as Chad slowly started sliding in and out of her at the same pace. He slowly built up as Nolan lubed up his cock before he penetrated her with a long groan. Elle cried out as the pressure from both men filled her and Chad lifted a nipple to his lips and sucked as she stared into his eyes. “We’ll take it easy, Elle. How do you feel?”
“So full and complete,” she murmured as he sucked her between his lips again. “It hurts but it’s a good pain.”
The men shared a long gaze as they started to move inside of her to allow her to adjust to the extra penetration and Elle was soon begging for them to go harder. She couldn’t believe that she was doing this at all much less with these men, and she allowed Chad to claim her lips as she felt them rocking back and forth as they took her just a little faster and deeper. “So tight. So good,” Nolan muttered as he held her hips and moved harder. “Take our cocks like the bad girl that you are.”
She cried out as it grew more intense and screamed as she came and Chad followed. Nolan slid his cock in a few more times before he shot inside of her ass and cried out her name.
They all fell onto the couch as she slid flat on her stomach and closed her eyes.
Nolan and Chad took up residence on either end of the couch, and they all dozed off from exhaustion.
Elle woke up first and felt every part of her body aching. She looked at the men and moved into a slow stretch as she realized she’d just lived her fantasy. Both men were so attentive to her, and she stood and walked to the kitchen to get a cold bottle of water. Her skin was covered with old sweat and dried cum, and she knew that she must look a mess even as she smiled to herself.
A glance at the clock told her that it was just past four in the morning, and she sipped the water before going to her room for a shower and a light dress before she tied her hair up and returned to the couch to sleep pressed against Nolan’s body. The trio woke up a few hours later, and the men went to shower as she headed to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Her body still ached, but she’d never felt better in her life, and she watched as they walked back in with shorts on and damp hair. “How are you feeling?” Nolan asked her as he walked up behind her and stro
ked her bare shoulders. Elle could hear the hint of remorse in his voice, and she looked back at him as she stirred the eggs in the pan.
“I feel amazing.” He stared into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her as she sucked in her breath since she didn’t remember this tenderness from the night before.
It was incredible, and she felt him pull away as she focused on breakfast. They didn’t talk much during the meal, and it felt to Elle like they were trying to work around the situation before Chad told them that he was going to head home. He leaned down to kiss Elle and told her that he’d be happy to accompany her back to the club any time before he mussed her hair and went out to call for a ride home since he’d left his car.
Elle looked at Nolan, who was staring at her with intense eyes. “Are you alright with everything?”
“I feel like I…should not be, but I’m fine. That was the best night of my life,” Elle confessed as he nodded slowly.
“Are you sure?” She nodded again. “After last night, I don’t want you to go looking at a club for that. It’s not safe. Last night, I knew exactly who you were with and that you wouldn’t get hurt by either of us. I don’t know about watching you again with Chad, even though he’s my best friend. I want you all to myself.”
Nolan looked at the dishes and took her by the hand before he pulled her to his bedroom. “Are you okay being in here?”
“Yes. I have good memories in this house of her, Nolan. I do know that she’s gone, though. I know that I am not hurting her,” Elle explained as he frowned and shook his head.
“I feel a little bad. You’re her baby.”
“I am a big girl now,” Elle told him as he stripped her dress from her body and cupped her face with his hands for a deep kiss. She slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer as he kissed her senselessly. He pulled away, and she took a deep breath. “I am a dirty girl, and I want you to be the one to scratch my itch when I need it.” Nolan kissed her again.
He stripped off his shorts and pulled her onto the king sized mattress before he kissed her for several moments as he held her close. This time, he was more gentle as he kissed over her skin and sucked on her raw nipples with soft lips. Elle held onto him as she arched her back and welcomed him between her legs as he dropped over her. Nolan turned up the heat as he moved down her curvy stomach and dragged his tongue over her clit as she sighed happily.
Elle came hard for him before she found him in her face again and kissing her with her taste all over her lips. His hard cock moved in her, and she jerked against him as he moaned against her mouth.
There was a promise of naughtiness in the passionate sex they shared together but Nolan really just wanted them to share intimacy after everything the night before. He moved slow and deep inside of her as she rocked with him and moaned his name as her body responded everywhere to his heat. She came again before he released inside of her and rolled beside her and pulled her to him. “Are you protected or will there be a souvenir from last night?”
“I am on the pill,” Elle assured him as she felt sleep taking her over again.
They came to an agreement over the next few days. Elle ended her relationship with Lance and just went to Nolan when she needed the kind of sex that he could give her. Nolan was her primary lover even though she slept with Chad a few times alone and both of them again after too many margaritas at a barbecue.
They had their couch cleaned shortly after their night together, and Elle giggled in the kitchen as she heard their maid’s reaction to the mess. “Mr. Nolan…is this what I think it is?”
“Just clean it, Ruby.” His voice was calm as Elle shook her head and thanked the stars that they did it in bed now. Nolan had an even better collection of toys in there, and she learned so much more about control and the various ways of pleasure. She would never want Ruby to know their secret, and she hummed as she stirred the soup on the stove.
They weren’t talking about their growing feelings but each and every time they had sex, Elle could feel the bond strengthen. She wasn’t willing to give him up, and she chose to remain silent as she heard the sound of something in the den.
She felt eyes on her and smiled as her stepfather passed her on the way to the pool with a roll of his eyes. “Join me if you finish that up.” The pool house was another favorite place of their sand she grinned at the idea.
“Be there soon.”
HOT! FORBIDDEN! TABOO! MENAGE ROMANCE 7
VACATIONING WITH THE TWINS
CHAPTER 1
I sat in the chair and let the makeup artist work her magic as I listened to the activity around me. I remembered asking my agent if I really needed to do this fashion show since I was an established plus sized model here in New York, but she assured me that it was a charity of sorts by a well-known architecture company and for a great cause, helping the local hospital in the interest of sick children. I would be walking the runway in fashions by an up and coming designer who’d recently graduated from Parsons at the top of her class.
I think her name was Valerie something. I wasn’t interested in work that didn’t pay cash, but Monica assured me that this would be fantastic
exposure, and my agent hadn’t steered me wrong. I’d forgiven her for the calls that were for skimpy barely there lingerie a few years ago since they presented themselves as a legitimate clothing store.
I was a bigger model at size eighteen, but my curves were firm and sexy. My favorite look that I had was the highlighted loose curls that I’d given in to when I was young, highlighted in a soft honey shade, completely natural and wild. My sister shared my hair and taught me how to treat it and what products to use, and so far, it had done well for my modeling career. I also had some green eyes that while dark, could lighten depending on my mood. I wasn’t good at hiding my feelings about too much, and they’d flash as my voice started rising when I was irritated.
“Your skin is amazing. You look about nineteen!” The cute blue-haired artist told me as she brushed something over my broad cheekbones. I was twenty-six, so I liked that. “I barely need any foundation with this gorgeous caramel tone and I never say that.”
“Thanks,” I told her as my eyes darted to the mirror to make sure I didn’t look awful. I’d been zoning out since I got here, tired from staying out late with my roommate at a club opening the night before. We had stayed a bit later than necessary and enjoyed the free drinks more than I normally did.
I looked good, and she’d added some highlighter on my skin that popped out in an alluring way. It would look great with the slinky red dress that I was wearing tonight, and she’d done a great job darkening my eyes with smoky colors and great blending. “Ah, thanks. I like this. Can you do my face on a regular basis?” A lot of them took away from my skin color, and I would have to have them fix their errors.
“I’d love to. What do you think about a glossy red on these full lips? I hear you’re wearing a red dress tonight?” She asked, and I nodded as I raised an eyebrow. She giggled. “They tell me this stuff before the models come in.”
“I thought you were psychic,” I replied with a smile as she shook her head and grinned. “I like that idea.”
I was done within a few minutes, and I thanked her and headed to wardrobe as I tugged on the low messy bun that the man had done in my hair. It showed my curls but suited the dress, and I smiled as I pushed the door open and watched the madness for a moment. Models were running everywhere with clothes in their hands, and people were barking at them as I shook my head slowly. This was the reason I preferred solo work and photo shoots. I ran my hands down my yoga pants and stepped forward to the platinum blonde I’d spoken to earlier, who looked completely frazzled by this point. “Hi. I am here for my dress,” I told her as she asked me my name. “Trina James.”
Her tired brown eyes searched the paper on her clipboard, and she glanced up at me and pointed to the corner of the room. “Over there, number fifteen. There’s a place to change right there.”
“Thanks,” I
told her as I smiled and turned to search the room with my eyes. The little curtained off areas weren’t the best conditions for getting some of the clothing that I’d worn on, but it was the nature of these events. I walked over to the spot where my dress was hung and stepped inside of the thin blue material as the noise level increased around me. I was quick to slide it on, and I made sure that it was covering everything before I stepped out, thought it was cut in such a way that it showed off all of my curves. I looked in the mirror and slipped my feet into the Louboutin heels that brought me from five foot nine to over six feet tall.
I needed some quiet, so I left the room to put on the black choker and earrings in the hallway as I reminded myself to never take a job like this again. Models were hard to deal with on a smaller scale, and this was chaos. I walked over to where we’d be entering the stage area, early enough to be on my own and find a seat as I prepped myself for this. These things were always bright lights and loud music, usually with a rambunctious audience that was drunk from the cocktails and little food they’d eaten over the dinner they paid top dollar for. I smoothed my hands over the top that was tied around my neck and cut daringly with a good tease of my cleavage. I knew not to mess with my face or press my lips together from the near ten years of experience that I’d gained, but I was nervous about this evening. I wasn’t sure just why, but my stomach fluttered as I heard other models approaching.
They were all dressed up in revealing dresses of various colors, and I had to admit that the designer had a good style about her. I’d opted to wear only one and be out of there since I wasn’t fond of the quick changes and Monica had grudgingly agreed. I might stick around in the back and check out some of the other clothes, but that was my limit. I wasn’t getting paid for this.
CHAPTER 2