by Lea Bronsen
Panting, Brian looked down at his length held in Todd’s hand. It twitched with excitement, drops of pre-cum spilling from the tip. He growled. “Holy mother of Christ. I can’t believe…I never thought….”
Equally hard, Mica stood watching the two other guys with shiny eyes, probably waiting for Brian to go down on him again.
Todd put a palm on Brian’s back, pushing him down. “C’mon, go on sucking Mica while I finger-fuck you real good.”
While Brian obeyed, making Mica take a deep breath, Todd inserted another digit then a third, each time making Brian jerk and grunt and more semen leak.
Seeing the three naked, sexy men linked together was amazing. She wished she had a camera to forever immortalize this surreal scene. Ha, as if she could ever forget!
Todd grunted. “So fucking hot. I can barely wait to fill you with my hard cock.” He withdrew his hands and turned to her, cheeks red and eyes glassy with booze. “Anne, can you help me with something?”
“Sure.” She straightened, but her legs trembled. Two shots of cognac had killed her. Not to mention the torturous contractions of her pussy.
“Get me a rubber from my pants pocket. And I need lube of some kind.”
“Okay.” On unsteady legs, she stepped forward and bent to pick up the jeans Todd had left on the floor. The pocket contained several condoms. She fished one out and handed it to him, trying not to be tempted by the poking beauty of an erection before her. While he tore the foil open, she returned to the sink, opened a cupboard beside the mirror, and found a bottle of moisturizer. Her heart raced.
When she pivoted back to the men, Todd was rolling the condom over his cock.
“Here, will that do?” She handed him the moisturizer.
“Yeah, thanks.” He greased the tip of the rubber, and before Brian had the time to react in any way, positioned his cock between the cheeks and pushed inside the virgin hole, slowly.
Mouth agape, a grunt deep in his throat, Brian raised his head as if to protest.
Todd held him down with a palm on his back. “Yeah, give it to me.” Going farther in, inch by inch, he growled. “I’m so fucking ready to come. Give it to me hard.” He grabbed a fistful of Brian’s hair and pulled while burying himself to the hilt.
Oh mon Dieu. She stepped backward, her cunt on fire, and almost tripped on the bundle of clothes. Her pulse drummed in her ears. She kicked off her high heels and sought balance against the washer.
Brian grunted, his cock leaking more fluid. “You’re bad.”
“No, just very fucking horny. You’re so tight, I’m gonna come soon, I swear to fucking God.” With each deep, energetic thrust, Todd groaned louder, faster. Wet smacks of skin against skin filled the room.
Anne held her breath.
Mica laughed at the scene unfolding before him then raised a hand. “Wait.” Eyes sparkling, he turned to look at her. “Give her your load, Todd. She wants to get pregnant.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Anne was too wasted, her brain too slow, to fully grasp what Mica said until the other guys reacted.
“What?” Todd looked from one to the other with wide emerald eyes, breathing heavily.
Brian turned to see, too, face red and sweaty, his long hair still in Todd’s hand. “You want him to…?”
“Yeah, give it to her.” Mica’s tone was serious.
The meaning of his words hit her like a hot slap in the face, awakening her. He’d asked Todd to sleep with her? But hadn’t he been jealous earlier when he’d suspected Todd of having been intimate with Brian? And a bigger concern for her—did she want Todd’s semen? Wasn’t her baby’s father supposed to be her husband or her seducer? What relationship did she have with Todd?
Before she could think more, Todd stopped thrusting, though he kept his cock buried inside Brian. “But I’m...not into…uh…girls. I’ve never fucked one before.”
“It’s okay, just do it.” Mica grinned. “You’ll like it.”
Hesitating, Todd released Brian’s hair. “You sure?” His eyes sought hers. “Anne, do you want it?”
She felt cornered, didn’t know what to say. Her heart drumming, she gazed at Brian, but instead of a scowl of disapproval, he had the same questioning look as the other guys. So he left it up to her.
Thank you for trusting me to make the right decision.
Well, did it matter who was the father, as long as she had a baby? No, it didn’t. Since their ménage, the four of them were in this baby-making thing together. Besides, she liked Todd, and since she had strong feelings for Mica and he for Todd, it was right to involve him. He had asked to be present during the conception, right? Then he would be tonight, too, but this time as her partner.
They all stared at her, awaiting her decision.
“Yes.” She nodded with a smile. Yes, she would allow Todd to be a possible father for her child, the same way Brian and Mica were. Should the fatherhood matter to any of them later, a test could easily determine it.
“All right.” Todd slipped out of Brian, his long, glistening cock in the air. Sweat pearled on his forehead. He stepped out of the tub, removed the condom, and dropped it in an aluminum bin.
Meanwhile, Brian straightened and stood next to Mica. Wet and sporting beautiful hard-ons, they observed her with their eyes shiny and full of expectation. Both of them had slept with her to make a baby; now it was Todd’s turn. And who knew, maybe they could continue their little game with each other in the meantime.
Todd came toward her. Her entire body sizzling, she took her wet panties off, threw them into a corner, and leaned against the washer. A second later, he stood close, filling her view. Tall, broad-shouldered, his scent a blend of lavender and alcohol.
He had trouble meeting her look, but when she gave him an encouraging smile, he grinned back and locked eyes with her like an accomplice. They were in this together. She swam in his green eyes for a moment. Apart from the confidences he’d made in the cellar after catching her peeping, they had never been close or shared anything. She’d concentrated on Mica the whole time.
She leaned forward and kissed his wet cheek, her lips grazing the blond, manly stubble on the way to his mouth before gently biting his full lower lip. His hardness pushed against her silk dress. So tempting. She arched toward him.
“I’m not sure I know how to do this.” He placed his large hands on her hips and stroked her curves.
The sensual touch made her pussy sizzle. She was so ready, couldn’t wait to feel him inside. Warm arousal glided down, a trail of wetness on her inner thighs. She emitted a low moan. “Just put your hard cock between my legs.” She didn’t want to beg, but almost did, almost.
His eyes darkened. With a muted growl deep in his throat, he bent to grab her butt, lifted her, and sat her on the washer.
Thank God. She spread her legs and moved the dress up to her stomach, baring herself to him. Panting, she focused on his half-open mouth, inhaled his hot breath.
He directed his thick, smooth length to her folds then stopped. A frown grew on his forehead, and he masturbated a little. “I’ve never done this with a girl. It’s so strange.”
“It’s okay. Let me do it.”
She was about to grab his cock when Mica appeared out of nowhere and snuck a hand between her thighs. What was he up to?
Oh, he started a centrifuging program, the devil. The machine vibrated under her ass, with a speedy, rumbling noise echoing in the tiny bathroom.
Todd raised his brows. “What are you doing that for?”
“Wait and see.” Mica grinned.
She gasped as the vibrations from the hard plastic ran through her body, shaking and tickling every sensitive bit of her, pussy, nipples, tongue. Clutching the side of the washer for balance didn’t help much, because her hands and arms trembled. She had no control. A new rush of unmistakable heat built in the deepest part of her, sending waves through her stomach. One stronger than the others made her mew and arch her back. Was she going to come before he
even penetrated her?
“Oh, I get it.” Todd placed himself between her legs again, the tip of his hard rod poking between her lips. She was so wide open, it would take one push for him to slide into her wet heat.
“Wait.” Mica put a hand on her ribs and pressed her down on her back. At the same time, he shoulder-bumped Todd away from her.
Now the vibrations made every single bone in her spine shake against the hard surface. She put her feet up on the washer, facilitating the access to her needy entrance. More juices leaked, like a sizzling rain of hot lust. The combination of alcohol in her veins and witnessing the atrociously erotic gay sex had her at the brink of orgasm. She closed her eyes and prayed to be filled now.
“Mica, what the fuck?” Todd’s breathing came in quick pulses through gritted teeth. “What the hell’s on your mind?”
Mica laughed. “I said wait. First, you have to learn how to treat a woman.”
“No. I need to come so fucking bad. Look, I’m dripping.”
She opened her eyes. Indeed, semen leaked from the thick, reddish mushroom head in Todd’s fist. Oh, her pussy muscles clenched again. And again.
Ignoring him, Mica gazed at Brian, who stood on the other side of her. “Is okay I taste your wife?”
“Yeah.” Brian was red-faced, his chest hair wet from the shower. He held the bottle of cognac in one hand and his giant erection in the other.
Anne’s head spun, as if she were hanging from a carousel gone mad while her body trembled from the turbine underneath.
Todd groaned. “I swear I can’t wait.” With a grimace of pain, he stroked his cock.
Mica knelt between her spread legs, lapped the tender flesh between her lips, and slid his tongue inside her. Fire shot from her pussy. She couldn’t help squealing and squirming from the sensation. He took what seemed like an eternity to explore every inch, teasing the hell out of her, torturing her. His tongue moved up to her clit and swirled around the tiny pearl before he sucked it into his mouth.
She shouted and jerked her ass up. More wetness squirted from her inner walls, and he licked it up. Oh God. Her quivering pussy begged for more, needed a cock to fill her and finish what his tongue had started. “Please.” Breathless, she mewed. “Please fuck me.”
He stood, his lips curling in a satisfied grin. “Oh, we will.”
“We’ll give you what you need, baby.” Brian’s voice was thick.
Beside him, Todd pumped his cock energetically and groaned. “I’m coming.”
“Damn, you always a fast one!” Laughing, Mica hurried aside. “Okay, she’s yours.”
Next thing she knew, Todd plunged inside her with the fierceness and strength of the needy. He looked up to the ceiling, grimacing while sliding in, his hardness rubbing her walls and wetness spurting toward the deepest part of her. The friction had her moaning, and even when he was done thrusting and growling, her muscles continued milking his shaft and shooting waves of pleasure through her.
For a moment, she floated, breathless, having no idea what went on around her.
Someone turned the centrifuge off, and her world ceased to tremble.
She slowly came to. Todd was still inside her, recovering. While struggling to catch her breath as well—and take control of her burning body—she registered Mica lifting her in the air. Brian pulled her dress off over her head and unsnapped the black lace bra, spilling both breasts free. Now she lay naked on the washer, legs and arms spread for the men’s viewing pleasure.
“Oh, would you look at this.” Brian brought the bottle above her chest and spilled a few drops on each breast. “She has the best fucking tits.” The chilly liquid made a sharp contrast to the fog of heat that floated in the small room. The hair on her skin rose and her nipples hardened even more. “Go ahead and taste her,” he told the others.
“This is the part where I learn how to treat her?” With his cock still inside her, Todd leaned forward to lick the booze off of one of her tits.
Mica joined him to lick the other clean. She laughed from the delicious, ticklish feel of their hot tongues on her sensitive skin.
When they were done, Todd and Mica met above her to kiss, sharing the cognac mouth to mouth.
“How was fucking her?” Mica asked him with a grin.
“She’s not as tight as you, but it was nice.” Todd sent her a wink. “I really needed it.”
At his side, Brian fisted his thick, veined shaft, slowly stroking up and down. “I need it, too. Very soon.” With each caress, drops of seminal fluid leaked from his mushroom-headed tip.
Mica’s grin widened. “Now lift her and step back.”
What was he up to? As Todd moved back, his cock pinning her to him, she clutched his shoulders to keep her balance. Mica placed himself behind her, leaning against the machine the same way she had, with the exception of his thick length poking in the air. His hands found her ass and pulled her back toward him.
“What are you doing?” She turned her head to him.
Mica leaned toward the sink and found a moisturizer dispenser. Behind her, he did some back and forth moves that she didn’t see and couldn’t identify. What was on his mind? She was so loaded she could barely think, anyway.
A pair of greasy fingers snuck between her cheeks and stopped at her asshole, smearing the opening.
No! Her mind screamed, but she only gasped aloud.
One finger slid inside. With a new gasp she instinctively jerked toward Todd, trying to be rid of the intruder behind, but the finger followed her movement and glided farther inside.
“Don’t.” She thrashed sideways in hopes of escaping from Mica’s hold, but was pinned by Todd’s cock.
“Why, does it hurt? You say it and I stop.”
“N-no.”
“No, what? Does it hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t, but I d-don’t do that!” She’d always hated the idea of having anal sex. That was for others. She didn’t want to ask herself the reason why the sheer thought of it gave her so much trouble. She just was like that. And Brian being content with their one missionary position, he had never suggested trying it.
“It’s okay.” Still buried deep inside her, Todd held her tight. “Just breathe deep and relax. We’re here all the way for you, and you can stop us anytime you want. Okay?”
She didn’t know what to say. She already had a finger inside her ass, and to be honest, it wasn’t hurting in any way. She was adapting. Having a cock in one hole and a digit in the other only increased her excitement. Her inner walls milked Todd’s shaft again, hot fluid leaking from her and around him.
Mica removed his finger and replaced it with the tip of his shaft. “I’m smeared nicely, baby. I promise you’ll love it.”
His cock pressed against her hole, dipping just inside her ring.
Instinctively, she fought again.
“Relax. Trust me.”
She panted, tried to do as he said.
“You trust me?”
Yes, of course she did. From day one, she had been in that man’s hold, at his full control, and trusted him the whole time. He would never hurt her, would only have her best interest at heart. So much that they were part of one another in some strange way and belonged in each other’s lives.
“Anne, you trust me?”
“Oui.” She blew out air.
“Okay, then let me in.”
She closed her eyes, gave into him, surrendered, and opened, if not physically, at least mentally, allowing him inside the most hidden, most secret part of her. She leaned back against Mica’s muscular, heaving chest and rested her head on his shoulder, cheek-to-cheek with him. His long, black hair intertwined with hers, and his familiar scent drifted to her nose. She knew it then. She loved him, and it was okay to love two men at the same time.
Slowly, he eased into her hole with small careful thrusts, waiting for her ring to relax and accept him. Todd’s smooth, gliding movements in and out of her pussy pushed her back against Mica’s hips, pressing his cock deepe
r. Pinned by both erections, suspended in the air, she felt like floating somewhere in space, not knowing where she was going but trusting the men to take care of her.
“Here, baby. I got sumthin’ for you, too.” Brian’s voice.
She opened her eyes, her view hazy as if seeing through thick lenses.
Brian stood higher beside her; he had probably climbed up on the bathroom stool. Grinning, he fisted his gigantic cock over her stomach and masturbated fast before giving it to her to suck. When she tilted her head and opened her mouth, he pushed half of the thick, warm shaft in, fucking her as deep as she could swallow. He tasted salty, and the new sensation made her pelvis jerk and meet Todd’s gliding hardness. Mica followed her movement from behind.
She was filled and rubbed by three men pushing in and out of her every hole, making her body dance between them.
Once more, heat built in her pussy. Combined with the alcohol in her veins, the musky smell of sex infiltrating the air, and the men’s coordinated ministrations, her excitement would take her over the edge again.
Panting harder, Brian shoved his cock fast between her wet lips, in and out of her mouth. “Yeah, c’mon suck me, baby! Fuck, you’re a good sucker! Oh my fucking God!”
Behind her, Mica grunted low in time with Todd’s thrusts. Pushing into Anne, Todd moved her against Mica at the same time, breathing hard in front of her, keeping a quick, steady rhythm.
“Ooooh.” Brian groaned. “Ooooh fuck.” He pulled out of her mouth and ejaculated thick semen onto her lips and chin, down her throat, and from breast to breast.
Todd leaned forward to lick some of Brian’s cum off of her chest before looking back up with a strained forehead, lips glistening with semen. “Fuck, this is so hot.” His thrusts became more urgent. “So, so fucking hot. You’re gonna make me come again.”
Brian leaned forward and spoke near her ear, blowing hot breath with each word. “Let me help you, baby. I wanna hear you scream.” His thick fingers descended to the spot where Todd’s shaft and her sex connected, touched her clit, and pressed in circular motions. With the other hand, he kneaded one of her breasts, squeezing the hard nipple.