She was yanked forcefully out of her train of thought when Jeremy shoved aside her underwear and slipped inside her pussy.
Jeremy hissed, ‘You’re so fucking wet. I think if I put my cock in there, I’ll come straight away.’
The whimper was out of her lips before she could stop it.
He smirked. ‘What was that for, Alice? You really want me to put my cock in your pussy?’
She felt a little more comfortable with his current phraseology. This was the kind of language she was used to from him. ‘Yes,’ she whispered. ‘Please put your cock in my pussy.’
A groan, and he made short work of his clothes and hers, then laid her gently back on the chaise longue. She writhed against it, the luxurious material feeling heavenly against her skin. He kissed her again, long and hard, until she felt her juices seep out of her pussy, down her perineum, across the tight bud of her anus and onto the purple velvet. For once, she didn’t worry about whether that would piss Jeremy off. It was his fault, after all. Right now, all she really cared about was him making love … no, fucking her.
She twisted her face away from his. ‘Please,’ she begged, ‘please fuck me, now.’
He pushed his weight up on his hands, and looked down, studying her face. ‘You know, I usually like to make a woman come before I penetrate her.’
Alice had to stifle a giggle at his use of the word “penetrate”. So formal, so clinical. And yet she knew damn well that the man was far from either of those things when it came to sex. ‘Don’t worry,’ she said, slipping a hand between her legs, coating her fingers in her juices and pushing them into his mouth, ‘I’m plenty wet enough already. I’m sure it won’t take me long to come. And if I don’t, you can always make it up to me later.’
Eagerly, Jeremy sucked and licked at her fingers until they were clean. Then he pushed them out of his mouth with his tongue. A smile tugged at his lips. ‘Mmm, you are wet. And you taste sublime. Well, if you insist. Saucy wench.’
With that, he leant down and captured her mouth in another scorching hot kiss. Using his legs to push hers apart, he dipped his hips so his cock slipped up and down her slick vulva. Their groans mingled in the silence of the room. Jeremy stopped teasing both of them and angled his cock so the thick, blunt head pressed against her entrance. Realising they weren’t taking part in any kind of challenge, therefore she could do what she wanted, Alice tilted her hips up, popping Jeremy’s cock into her.
He growled. ‘I say again, you saucy wench.’ He pushed himself all the way inside her, so their pubic bones pressed tightly together, crushing Alice’s eager, swollen clit between them. ‘God, you feel good. So wet, tight and hot. You won’t hold it against me if I come too quickly, will you?’
Alice couldn’t think why he was likely to come more quickly from the relatively vanilla sex they were about to have, when his stamina was just fine during their more kinky situations. But at that moment, she didn’t really care. She just wanted him to fuck her. She shook her head.
‘Good. And I will make it up to you, I promise.’ He rearranged himself so his weight was on his elbows and knees, and he cupped her face, looking into her eyes as he began to thrust in and out of her.
It was at that point that Alice felt as though Jeremy had meant exactly what he’d said. He was making love to her – that was, fucking her but with lots of meaningful eye contact and strokes and caresses. And compliments.
‘Fuck, Alice. You are just so gorgeous. I love the fact that there’s plenty of you to go around. A man could get lost in your curves for ever. And I know I can treat you roughly and not break you. Ethan and I are very lucky to have you.’
She had absolutely no idea what to say to that, so she simply made some encouraging noises and rocked her hips up to meet his, hoping to distract him before he realised she hadn’t replied. It worked, and his gentle thrusts became faster and harder until Alice squeezed her eyes closed as blissful sensations swept through her body. Her cunt felt like it was on fire, but in a good way. With each upward stroke, Jeremy was managing to tease exquisite sensations from both her G-spot and her clitoris. If he thought he was going to come before she did, he had another think coming. Each movement pushed her closer and closer to the edge, and the hands that were gripping his muscular back curled, her nails digging into his skin.
‘Uh, fuck, Alice!’ His words sounded harsh, but his tone and the extra forceful jerk of his hips told her that he didn’t just like to give pain, he liked to receive it too. She didn’t think it was possible, but his cock grew harder inside her, and she became aware of just how close he was to his own climax.
‘Hey,’ she whispered, opening her eyes and urging him to do the same. ‘I’m almost there. Keep hitting that angle and we might just get there together.’
He said nothing, just nodded once. He kissed her, then pushed himself up on his hands again. Alice could no longer wrap her arms around him properly, so she got hold of his biceps instead. They weren’t quite as large as Ethan’s, but they still felt damn good beneath her fingers. She couldn’t help herself – she squeezed the muscles, digging her nails into their firmness and smirking as the pain caused Jeremy to grunt and pick up his pace even further.
Alice bowed as the sensations rushing through her body reached fever pitch and her climax became a dam on the edge of breaking. Her nails dug harder into Jeremy’s arms, her toes curled and she let out a stream of unintelligible sounds as she inched closer and closer to coming. A handful more thrusts – and the consequent strokes against her clit – later and she was screaming her climax until she was hoarse. It was long, hard, and intense, and she was vaguely aware of Jeremy yelling his own release as her internal walls gripped his cock like a vice.
Writhing beneath him, she sucked in hasty breaths as the blissful sensations of her orgasm raced through her body. Eventually, they began to wane, and she relaxed into the soft, cushiony material beneath her. Jeremy slumped onto her and dropped gentle kisses to her face and lips, before snuggling his face into the crook of her neck. He sighed happily, and murmured something that Alice didn’t catch.
‘What did you say? I didn’t hear.’
He raised his head enough that he could whisper into her ear. ‘I said that was absolutely amazing.’
Alice smiled, then reached up to stroke his hair. He gave another contented sigh, then sat up with a wry expression on his face.
She looked at him questioningly. ‘It’s OK,’ he said, ‘I just thought I’d better get up before I fell asleep and crushed you. Maybe another time we’ll do it in a bed so we can fall asleep together.’
It wasn’t a question, so Alice didn’t answer it. She followed his lead when he started pulling his clothes back on and then followed him back to their living quarters. They passed her bedroom first. He grabbed her before she opened the door and gave her another kiss that left her breathless and more than a little horny, before tipping her a wink and continuing on down the corridor to his own bedroom.
She dashed inside her room and closed the door, then launched herself onto the bed and buried her face in the pillows. Her head was a mess. She was feeling all happy and satisfied from the lovely fuck she’d just had with Jeremy, but on the other hand she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about what it all meant. She knew she wasn’t being oversensitive and reading too much into things. It was he who had started her thinking about it being more than just sex for him – and possibly Ethan too.
If he meant what she thought he meant, then the three of them were in trouble. Big fucking trouble. Erin’s maternity leave would run out in a few months and she’d return to the Manor, forcing Alice to move elsewhere for work. And she doubted she’d be lucky enough for it to be close by.
No, she’d already used up her luck quota when she’d landed the job and the two smokin’ hot men who went with it. She couldn’t possibly have any more.
Things like that just didn’t happen to girls like her.
Chapter Twelve
It was with
some trepidation that Alice made her way to the servants’ quarters of Davenport Manor. She’d received orders from Jeremy that she should go and take a shower and not put any lotions or sprays of any kind on her skin when she was done. Then she was to put on her dressing gown and head to the back kitchen. The request had confused her enough that she’d found her copy of the list so she could see what the men had planned for her. And now she knew, she was nervous. Details of her conversation with Jeremy about him and Ethan sharing her floated back into her brain. He’d said how well she’d fitted into the role.
And now it appeared she was going to be shared in the literal sense.
When she entered the room, she saw both men were already there, waiting for her. They were also both topless, and Alice felt a jolt in her pussy as she drank in the delicious sight of gleaming skin and flexing muscles.
‘Alice,’ Jeremy said, smiling warmly. ‘We’re so glad you’re here. Now the fun can begin. You know what to do next, yes?’
For the first time in a while – due to her recent consultation of the list – she knew exactly what he was talking about. So, as expected, she moved next to the chair in the corner of the room and removed her clothes, folding each item before putting it on the seat.
Then she walked over to the enormous trestle table in the centre of the room – noting the fact that all the usual props had been removed – and sat on its edge, before twisting her body and swinging her legs up onto its surface. Now she shuffled as gracefully as possible – which wasn’t very – to the middle of the table and lay down.
Without moving her head, she looked as best she could to where the men still stood at the edge of the room. She hadn’t been reprimanded or ordered to move, so she figured she’d got it right. Her suspicions were confirmed when Ethan moved closer with a length of rope in his hand. He then walked up towards the top of the table and was lost from sight. Soon, she felt tiny movements in the table as Ethan secured the rope to one of its legs, before wrapping the other end around her wrist and tying it securely. He checked to make sure she was comfortable before repeating the process three more times on her remaining limbs.
Now she lay spread-eagled on the enormous table and she could hardly feel more exposed. Her pussy was splayed open, her tits bobbed on her chest with every breath she took, and she couldn’t do a damn thing to cover herself up. Not that she really wanted to, anyway.
No, all she wanted was for the men to touch her. And she knew that was going to happen soon enough.
The clink of metal jolted her from her thoughts, and in her peripheral vision she could see Ethan and Jeremy approaching, carrying enormous silver trays. Ethan disappeared from her view; she guessed he was walking around the table to reach her other side. She hadn’t been told not to, so she turned her head and saw her guess was correct. Now there was a man on either side of her. Their trays were held aloft, so she couldn’t see what they carried. It was food of some description – she knew that much – but she didn’t know exactly what. She hoped it wasn’t something disgusting, like caviar or snails.
Milliseconds later, the rich scent of chocolate hit her nostrils and she felt a lot better. Chocolate she could handle. The only downside to this task was the fact she’d rather the roles were reversed – she would much rather be licking and sucking chocolate from Jeremy and Ethan’s bodies, and she’d bet her last pound any other straight female who met them would feel the same. Unless they didn’t like chocolate, in which case they were crazy anyway.
‘Close your eyes, Alice,’ Ethan murmured, and she did as he asked. She had no reason not to, after all. She trusted him. Trusted both of them.
Now she relied on her other senses to tell her what was happening. Her ears picked up the pinging of cutlery. She could still smell the chocolate, and ohhh, now she could feel it being drizzled over her breasts. They’d melted it, and were pouring it over her body. The sensation was ticklish – as well as incredibly sensual – and she did her absolute best not to move. She didn’t want to spill any of the confectionery from her curves – she wanted every last drop to be licked or sucked off by a warm, wet mouth.
Some clanging and scraping noises were audible, and then Alice got her wish. As if they’d signalled to one another, both men closed their mouths over one of her nipples at the same time.
She gasped. Her sense of touch – or, rather, feel – was in overdrive. Lips on her tits, hands stroking her thighs, cooling chocolate trickling down the sides of her breasts … It was heaven. Soon, chocolate wasn’t the only thing trickling towards the table – her pussy was wet and ready, eager for a tongue, fingers, or, even better, a cock. Juices seeped from her core and gravity did its job, leading them down her arse crack and onto the wooden surface beneath her.
But it seemed Jeremy and Ethan had more teasing in mind before she’d get the touch she wanted; no, needed. Once they’d laved her skin clean of the sweet goo, they grabbed their bowls and spoons to repeat the process, trickling it over her boobs, stomach and thighs. They’d obviously decided to use it all up on her skin before it solidified in the bowls.
Alice writhed on the table – no mean feat given how tightly she was restrained – as the sensations swarmed through her body. She’d given up on trying to stay still – it was just impossible. Then Jeremy and Ethan began licking and sucking once more. Jeremy clambered up onto the table and knelt between her legs, bending down to clean the sauce from her thighs and lower abdomen. They’d deliberately not allowed any to get onto her pussy – either because they were concerned about the health implications, or because they knew how much it would drive her crazy to lick and suck all around the area without actually touching it. It was probably a combination of both.
She craned her neck to watch Jeremy’s progress as he inched closer and closer to her pussy, then let her head fall back onto the table and closed her eyes. There was no sense in tormenting herself further by avidly watching the men. They’d do exactly what they wanted for as long as they liked. Only when they were ready would she be allowed to come.
Since she wasn’t looking, she was surprised when Ethan moved his tongue suddenly from her chest down to her belly button. Then lower, and lower, until he was hovering at the very edge of her short pubic hair. Alice held her breath. Surely he wasn’t going to lick her pussy? Given their positions, it would be much easier for Jeremy to work his way up and bury his head between her spread thighs than for Ethan to lean over and eat her out.
They were just teasing her – she knew it. Pushing her and pushing her to see how much she could take before she begged and pleaded. Or screamed for it. Well, she wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction. They might be the masters of the tease, but they’d done it to her so many times now she was becoming the mistress of patience. She might not be able to stop herself wriggling, but she sure as hell wasn’t going to beg.
Ethan continued to lick, suck, and kiss her tummy, while Jeremy did the same to her thighs. Alice basked in the delicious pleasure the men were bestowing on her, and the best part was the knowledge that there was much more to come.
Suddenly, the lips teasing her upper body were gone. She opened her eyes to see what Ethan was up to, and was greeted by the sight of him removing the rest of his clothes. She barely had time to admire his sexy naked form before he was climbing onto the table and straddling her head, facing her feet. The heady scent of his musk hit her nostrils and she opened her mouth instantly, eager to suck his cock.
Ethan leant forward, bracing his hands against the table and moving into a position where she could reach him. He dipped his hips, and Alice closed her lips around the head of his prick. She was met by a slick of salty precome on her tongue, and she hummed contentedly around his shaft as it grew warmer and thicker in her mouth.
She was so fixated on sucking Ethan off that she was only vaguely aware of Jeremy as he stopped touching her thighs. She felt the table shift slightly, then nothing. Shrugging to herself, she continued to lick and tease the sensitive head of Ethan’s
dick, growing steadily more turned on as he moaned and cursed above her, and as more evidence of his arousal seeped from the tiny slit at its tip.
Moving her head so she could fit as much of Ethan into her mouth as she could, she was rewarded by some incredibly feral sounds. His passion only served to push hers higher, and she felt her clit and labia fill with more blood – eager to be stroked, rubbed, licked and sucked.
The table jolted, and Alice felt warm skin against hers. It was slightly abrasive. Her brain surmised that Jeremy had joined them once more and that his hairy, naked thighs were moving against hers. Moving where, though? Ethan’s positioning meant that if she opened her eyes, all she’d see was his crotch and muscular upper thighs. Not a bad view, to be fair, but not one that helped her to work out what Jeremy’s next move might be.
She didn’t have to wonder for much longer. A warm tongue swept up her juicy slit, just once, then, after a brief pause, Jeremy lifted her bottom and she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her labia. She moaned loudly around Ethan’s shaft, and heard both men chuckle in response.
Then Jeremy gave a firm push. His prick slipped easily through her wet folds and hovered briefly at her entrance before slowly sliding in, deeper and deeper until his balls pressed against her. A noise that sounded something like “fuck” worked its way out of her mouth around Ethan’s shaft, and Jeremy mirrored it, though his speech was much more intelligible.
For the second time, it seemed as though the men were using an unspoken signal. Earlier, they’d started to tease her nipples at the same time. Now, they began to fuck her in unison – one man in her mouth, one in her pussy. They were sharing her – literally.
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