Stately Pleasures

by Lucy Felthouse

  She shared a look with Ethan, much like the one with Jeremy – but somehow more intense. It wasn’t that she felt more for Ethan; it was just that somehow he seemed to say more with a look than should be possible. And right now, he was making her feel like the most desirable woman in the world. She moved away quickly, before her resolve crumbled and she straddled him and rode him until his teeth rattled.

  Now, what to do next? The possibilities were endless, which is why she couldn’t make up her mind. Eventually, figuring that Jeremy probably felt a little neglected by now, she kissed him again, then worked her mouth down his body, swirling her tongue around each of his nipples, dipping it into his belly button, then trailing it down the line of hair which led to his groin. Kneeling between his thighs, she watched the muscles flex with the effort of keeping still. Smirking, she slowly lowered herself so her mouth hovered over the tip of his cock. He could probably feel every warmth breath caressing his skin. She held still for a few seconds longer, prolonging his erotic torture, then sank down on his shaft, taking around half of it into her mouth before stopping. Jeremy’s strangled yelp amused her mightily – ah, what sweet revenge! She couldn’t get nine months’ worth of teasing into one night, of course, but she’d do her best.

  Pulling in a deep breath through her nostrils, she sucked more of his cock into her mouth. Further and further down it went, until its tip hit her gag reflex. She’d barely touched their cocks – with her hands and mouth, anyway – in the time they’d had together, as it was usually the two of them doing things to her, so she still hadn’t attempted deep-throating. But she decided now was the time. She rested her forearms on his thighs and allowed her weight to press him into the bed – or, perhaps more accurately, to stop him from moving. The last thing she wanted was him bucking up into her throat and making things end in a terribly unpleasant fashion. If she was going to do this, she was going to do it at her own speed. And if it turned out she couldn’t, well that was fine too.

  Taking it as slowly and calmly as possible, Alice inched further and further onto Jeremy’s cock. She had her eyes closed, so she couldn’t see his facial expression, but she heard his increasingly laboured breathing as her throat enclosed him. Suddenly, Alice became aware that she’d done it – she’d managed to get his glans past her gag reflex! She didn’t want to push her luck, so, rather than trying to get it deeper, she swallowed, and flicked her tongue across the skin she could reach.

  The sensation was obviously too much for Jeremy. He let out a string of expletives, his cock throbbed and then, his balls emptied directly into her throat.

  Alice remained frozen in place as Jeremy’s spunk shot directly down her oesophagus, waiting until he’d finished before pulling back and wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. She could hardly believe she’d just done that. Looking at Jeremy, it looked as though he couldn’t either. He looked positively stunned. A glance across at Ethan told her that what she’d just done had turned him on massively. His cock looked fit to burst and his hooded eyes were full of lust. She winked at him. ‘Oh, you’ll get yours soon enough, gorgeous. But I think one deep-throating exercise is enough for one evening.’

  After stretching up and pressing a kiss to Jeremy’s lips, she moved across the bed and knelt between Ethan’s thighs. She drank in the delicious sight of him, from his thick brown hair down to his thighs – she’d have to turn around to see the rest. And her favourite parts were already in view. Crawling up his body, she straddled his stomach and leant down and engaged him in a kiss that was so hot it made her toes curl. Up until now, she’d been so focused on Jeremy and Ethan that she had hardly noticed how her body was reacting. But she couldn’t help but notice when a slick of liquid trickled from her pussy and landed on Ethan’s toned torso. His gaze flicked to the place where her body and his met, and he quirked an eyebrow at her, his dimples threatening to appear.

  Before he had chance to say anything, though, Alice shifted around so that her knees were on either side of Ethan’s head. Walking her hands back down the bed, when her face grew level with the wet patch she’d just left, she bent and sucked it off him. Ethan let out a growl. ‘You are such a dirty girl, Alice.’

  ‘What can I say?’ she quipped back. ‘I’ve had good teachers.’

  Both men laughed. She turned to look at Jeremy over her shoulder, winking at him before continuing to move down Ethan’s body. When she reached his cock – which was ready and raring to go – she circled it with her fingers and stroked up and down it a couple of times. He groaned, and a bead of precome gathered at its tip. Immediately, she licked it up, and poked her tongue into his slit to try and taste more of the delicious salty fluid. There was another groan, then, ‘Alice …’

  It was then she realised she was still kneeling over his face, but because he was tied down he couldn’t move up enough to reach her, or grab her arse and pull her on to him. Lowering herself carefully, so she didn’t go too far and end up smothering him, she kept on stimulating his cock with her hand, flicking her tongue around its tip. When she was in the right place and Ethan began to lick and suck at her pussy, she closed her lips around his prick. He moaned against her folds, and the vibrations caused a fresh gush of juices to run from her and into Ethan’s waiting mouth. They started to pleasure each other in earnest. Alice reached down, lightly scratching her fingernails against his ball sack, causing him to buck his hips and force his shaft deeper into her mouth. She landed a light, admonishing slap on his inner thigh, before cupping and caressing his balls gently as she danced her tongue and lips around him.

  He responded by concentrating his efforts on the tiny spot next to her clit which always sent her skyrocketing towards climax. As a result, she found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on what she was doing to him. This was the reason she both loved and hated doing a 69. Double the pleasure, but also quite taxing for the brain. Remembering she was in charge and could do whatever the hell she liked, she stopped what she was doing to Ethan and pushed herself up on her hands. The shift of angle pushed her pussy harder into Ethan’s face and she simply knelt and enjoyed herself as his talented tongue thrust her closer and closer to orgasm.

  Before long, she was gripping the duvet until her fingers ached. She trembled, her pussy creaming over Ethan’s face for the umpteenth time, and her internal muscles clenched as she grew closer to the precipice. Seconds later, she was teetering at the very edge, her entire body feeling like it was fit to burst – and then it did. She screamed so loudly her throat would hurt later, but she didn’t care. It was amazing – her pussy spasmed wildly, every cell of her being tingling with immense pleasure. Her arms could barely hold her up, but she knew neither of the men could help her, so she held on until she felt able to move, then rolled into the gap between the two men and gasped and moaned until her orgasm waned.

  After a minute or so, she sat up, a goofy post-orgasmic grin on her face. Both men were staring at her intently, and she noticed that Ethan’s cock was still rock hard, and Jeremy’s had obviously recovered from its previous release. Her grin widened. She knew what she was going to do next. Moving so she was kneeling between the two of them again, she grabbed an erection in each hand. Then, knowing she would probably pay for this utterly insane idea later, she chanted, ‘Eeny-meeny-miny-moe,’ giving each cock an indicative squeeze as she landed on it in the silly rhyme. As she reached the final “moe”, she released Ethan and straddled Jeremy’s hips, guiding the tip of his prick inside her pussy and lowering herself onto it.

  The air filled with their blissful moans as her hot cunt devoured Jeremy’s cock. Soon he was buried inside her to the hilt, and she flopped forward onto his torso, stretching up to capture his lips in a kiss as she rolled her hips, starting both their journeys towards another climax. He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it – an action that had always driven her crazy and did so even more now, because he couldn’t touch her any other way. Except with his cock. But that was her fault, anyway, because she’d been the one
to tie the two men up with the intention of teasing and touching them, then using them for her own pleasure. Now, though, she decided she’d much rather they were touching her, rather than being tied down and pretty much helpless. She wanted both of them fucking her. At the same time.

  She continued to rock slowly on Jeremy’s shaft for a while longer as they kissed, then she sat up. Swinging a leg over him, she got off both Jeremy and the bed, then went about untying both him and Ethan. She dealt with the ends of the rope that were attached to the bedposts, and when the men realised what was happening, they sat up and freed their wrists and ankles. When she’d undone all the ropes, she looked up to see them both looking at her questioningly.

  She grinned. ‘I enjoyed that immensely, and I hope you did too, gentlemen. But it’s time to play a new game, now. Ethan, could you grab the lube and a condom, please?’

  Her words were a dead giveaway as to what she wanted to happen next, but Jeremy and Ethan still stared at her incredulously. ‘Come on!’ she barked, channelling what was left of her assumed bossiness in the bedroom in order to get what she – and the two men – really wanted. This time, Ethan moved at once to do as she said, and seconds later he was sitting back on the bed with the requested items in his hands.

  ‘You,’ she said, pointing at him, ‘are going to need those. So you get rubbered and lubed up, and I’m going to screw your friend here while you do it. OK?’

  Ethan nodded his assent. Alice turned her attention to Jeremy. ‘Right,’ she said, climbing onto the bed at its foot and shuffling halfway across it. ‘You, on your back. I’m going on top of you, then Ethan’s going on top of me. OK?’

  Jeremy didn’t reply; he just did as she asked. He held his arms out to her, and quickly, Alice went into them. Before long, they’d resumed the position they were in before Alice untied him, except now he could move his arms and legs. He moved his hands over her body, cupping and squeezing her voluptuous arse, sweeping up her sides and touching as much of her breasts as he could – which wasn’t too much, as they were crushed against his chest. Instead, he moved his hands to her face and held it tightly as they kissed like there was no tomorrow. All the while, Alice was rocking on his shaft.

  Despite being busy with Jeremy, Alice was still aware of Ethan. She heard the sounds she’d expected; the tearing of the condom wrapper, the snap of rubber as he secured it in place and finally, the slick sounds the lube made as he slathered it over his sheathed cock. Then the mattress dipped as Ethan moved behind her. There was some commotion, presumably as he insinuated himself between his friend’s legs, then after a brief pause, a lubricated finger pressed against her back entrance.

  Alice was incredibly relaxed and blissed-out due to the lengthy session the three of them had enjoyed so far, so the invasion didn’t worry her one little bit. She might feel differently when it was Ethan’s cock, as opposed to his finger, but she’d cross that bridge when she came to it. Her pussy fluttered involuntarily as Ethan’s digit penetrated her, wringing a yelp from Jeremy. She grinned down at him, then her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a moan of her own when one finger was replaced with two. God, it felt good. She pushed herself up on her hands and tucked her knees on either side of Jeremy’s abdomen, giving Ethan easier access.

  He finger-fucked her arse, stretching her. Getting her ready. She’d stopped moving on top of Jeremy, temporarily, until she felt more comfortable. Ethan didn’t give her the chance to start fucking his friend again. Instead, he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He pressed against the tight bud of her anus for a second, then pushed slowly until it admitted him. Alice let out a strangled noise. Jeremy quickly reached up, palming her tits and pinching her nipples to distract her. She gave him a grateful smile, then closed her eyes. Breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, she forced herself to be calm as she was penetrated by two men. Her tactic worked, as before long Ethan was balls-deep inside her arse. He spouted some unintelligible rubbish, then something she understood. ‘So. Fucking. Tight.’

  The words sent a shiver of arousal through her, and she flexed her internal muscles, giggling as both men swore at her. The action made her realise just how full she was, and she idly wondered if Jeremy and Ethan could feel each other’s cocks through the wall between her pussy and her arse. She’d ask later – right now, she didn’t want to ruin the mood. She wanted the fucking of her life, and she was sure she was going to get it.

  ‘O-OK,’ she all but choked out. ‘I’m ready when you boys are. I’ve no idea how this is going to work, though. Perhaps Ethan should start moving first, and see how it goes?’

  Ethan leant down and pressed a series of kisses across the back of her neck and shoulders before murmuring in her ear, ‘That sounds like a plan, Alice. I’ll be as careful as I can, but please remember your safe word if you want me to stop.’

  ‘Will do.’ She dredged the word from the depths of her brain, just in case, but she doubted very much she’d need to use it.

  With that, Ethan began to fuck her arse and Jeremy resumed playing with her tits. The erotic combination sent so much pleasure coursing through her veins that she was convinced someone could smack her over the head with a frying pan and she wouldn’t notice. A girl could get addicted to this feeling. She also had the answer to her earlier question – she could feel both hard cocks rubbing against one another through her internal walls, so she knew they could too. Neither of them seemed to be bothered, however. And thank God for that. The last thing she wanted them to do was stop.

  She glanced down at Jeremy. The look on her face obviously conveyed just how good she was feeling, because he winked at her and said, ‘Shall I try and move now?’

  Alice was so overwhelmed she couldn’t speak, so she nodded hurriedly. Jeremy gripped her waist, then spoke to his friend. ‘I’m going to start thrusting too, Ethan, so we’ll have to try and work out some kind of rhythm, OK?’

  Ethan responded. ‘Yep. Go for it.’

  With that, there were a couple of clumsy, awkward movements, but Jeremy and Ethan got into some kind of pattern where she was rocked back and forth. When she was full of one man’s cock, the other was almost out, and vice versa. It felt so good she could barely think. Especially considering that when the two of them had figured out their rhythm and grown comfortable with it, they’d let their hands roam too. One of Jeremy’s hands was pulling and pressing at her clit, and Ethan was playing with her breasts.

  Suddenly, the pleasure became too intense. She felt like one big erogenous zone, as though a breath on a strand of her hair would set her off – catapulting towards climax. But the stimulation was much more powerful than that, and her orgasm hit like she’d crashed into a brick wall – no build-up, no tingles, just an incredibly potent sensation that thundered through every cell of her being and left her feeling like she’d gone through the spin cycle on a washing machine. She didn’t even know she’d made a noise until she stopped, her throat burning.

  She rocked, and Ethan grabbed her around the waist to stop her flopping forward. Which was lucky, really, because she was so wrung out she’d probably have ended up head-butting Jeremy. The men carried on fucking her as her orgasm waned, and delicious sensation continued to flicker through her body even as her eyelids grew heavy.

  She managed – just – to stay awake until Jeremy and Ethan came. When they were done, they gently disentangled themselves and bundled her under the covers of Jeremy’s bed. The last thing she was aware of before she drifted off to sleep was the two of them cuddling up on either side of her, stroking her hair and whispering words of endearment into her ears.

  Chapter Twenty-two

  Alice woke up, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. Not to mention achy in the good way, the way that reminded her she’d had sex recently. Damn good sex, in fact. Her happiness level increased as the memories of the previous day and night came back to her – it had been brilliant. A wonderful day out, a delicious meal, an extra surprise from Jeremy and Etha
n, and some smoking hot bedroom action. Followed by the three of them falling asleep together in Jeremy’s beautiful four-poster bed.

  Alice stretched her arms out on either side of her in the hope she might discover some morning wood she could take advantage of. Almost immediately, her mood took a dive. She opened her eyes and blearily looked to the left, then the right. She was all alone in Jeremy’s big bed. That sucked.

  She lay, getting increasingly grumpy, beneath the beautifully thick duvet, sending unpleasant vibes to Jeremy and Ethan, wherever they were.

  It wasn’t until she rolled over and looked at the clock on the bedside table that she realised why they weren’t still in bed with her. It was ten o’clock. On a work day. Shit!

  In her haste to get out of bed, she got horrendously tangled in the duvet and bedsheets and ended up in a pile on the floor. The only saving grace was that the carpets were thick, and she was bundled up in plenty of cotton. Therefore, it was just her pride that was damaged. In a change of attitude, she was glad that Jeremy and Ethan hadn’t been around to see her do it.

  When she finally extricated herself, she huffily dumped the offending items on the bed before pulling on enough of her clothes to render herself decent, then scurried down the corridor to her room.

  She showered and dressed in record time, necked a glass of juice, then stuffed a cereal bar into her pocket to eat when she got to her office. But first, she wanted to pay a visit to Jeremy and Ethan, to find out what on earth had possessed them to let her sleep in so late. Especially after a day off – she dreaded to think how many emails she had waiting in her inbox. And the other staff probably thought she was a total slacker.

  Alice smiled as she walked up the corridor and saw Jeremy’s office door was ajar. Was it really only just under nine months ago that she’d caught him up to … Actually, she never had discovered exactly what he’d been doing, and with whom. Not that it mattered now, of course. She’d been the one in his bed – figuratively speaking – for the past few months. And in a couple of weeks she’d move on, and so would he and Ethan.