Strictly Research (Bad Boy MFM Romance)

by Terry Towers

  Ivy squealed, squirming in his arms while linking her hands behind his neck. “Trey, oh my god, put me down, I’m too heavy!”

  He cocked a brow up at her, a smirk forming on his lips. “Hardly. In fact, I think you might stand to eat a hamburger now and then.”

  She groaned loudly and rolled her eyes at him, as he followed behind Ethan up the stairs to the second-floor bedrooms. First I’m too fat, then I’m too thin, a girl can’t keep up! But she couldn’t help but feel good about the comment, or the fact he could effortlessly carry her up the stairs, held tight to his chest. Ethan led them into her bedroom with the queen-sized bed, removing his shirt as he walked past the threshold and tossing it to the floor.

  Trey carried her over to the bed and tossed her onto it. She squealed as she bounced, her hair whipping into her face. She pushed her hair back to see Trey remove his shirt and leap onto the bed, covering her body with his own, settling between her legs. Heat radiated through him as her breasts became crushed under the weight of his muscular body. His lips worked down her neck and he moved lower, capturing one of her tight nubs into his mouth and circling the nipple with his tongue, sending delicious shivers of anticipation through her.

  Ivy closed her eyes and moaned, giving herself a moment to savour the feel of his body and mouth on her. She opened her eyes and looked to her left, her stare catching her stepbrother’s. “Ethan, come here.” She reached out and grabbed Ethan’s hand, pulling him toward the bed. When he got close enough she began fumbling with his belt buckle. It was so damned difficult, Trey’s mouth slowly making its way down her body was so distracting.

  Ethan chuckled at her attempt to free his cock. “I think you might need a little help.” With his assistance she managed to undo his pants and yank them down just as Trey’s mouth reached the top of her pink lace panties.

  “God, I can’t wait to taste you baby,” Trey groaned, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulling them down, kissing his way down her mound as it became available to him. The closer he got to the apex between her legs, the greater the ache of need became.

  As Trey freed her of the final piece of clothing she had left on, Ethan crawled onto the bed and positioned himself at her shoulder, his already erect shaft bobbing just a few inches from her mouth. Grasping his cock in her hand, she began to stroke him from base to tip, her thumb circling the head, smearing the drop of pre-cum along the tip. Ethan moaned softly, his hips beginning to rock in her hand. She loved the power she had over Ethan; her strong-willed, sexy stepbrother was looking down at her with unrestrained passion and need.

  Her attention was pulled from Ethan to Trey as Trey slid her legs over his shoulders and hoisted her bottom into the air. She watched, her eyes wide, her lips slightly parted as Trey spread her pussy lips and lowered his mouth to her mound.

  “Trey, God Trey…” The wetness that had gathered between her legs was so uncomfortable. When Trey’s tongue ran along the length of her slit she cried out, closing her eyes and arching her back. He licked her again, this time pausing to flick her clit with his tongue, sending a surge of desire through her.

  As difficult as it was to keep any type of thought, she refocused her attention to Ethan, her grip on him tightening as she gently urged him closer, until his dick was in line with her mouth. Lifting her head she circled the head of his dick with her tongue, periodically flicking at the tip, lapping up the pre-cum as it gathered. Ethan cupped her breast in his hand, kneading the satiny flesh, his fingers pinching the nipple tight enough to send pulses of pleasure and pain through her.

  “I want you to come in my mouth Ivy,” Trey said, his voice laced with restrained hunger as his tongue probed her entrance a moment before he thrust it into her completely. His tongue thrust into her core just as she took Ethan’s cock fully into her mouth, his cock muffling the sound of her scream of pleasure.

  The pleasure coursing through her was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. The hands of Trey and Ethan seemed to be all over her, touching, caressing, bringing her closer and closer to her breaking point. It felt so good she could barely focus on her mission to make Ethan come. She worked harder, her hand at the base of his shaft tightening around him and working in unison with her mouth, begging Ethan for his seed. As Ethan rocked against her mouth, she began to buck against Trey’s thrusting tongue, the three of them working as one.

  “Ivy honey, I’m coming. Let me go before –” Ethan attempted to pull from her mouth, but she kept him to her. His balls tightened and his cock throbbed seconds before an explosion erupted in her mouth. She struggled to swallow him down, but managed. As she pulled her lips from him, Trey’s torturous combination of tongue and fingers pinching her clit became her undoing; she closed her eyes and cried out as she released Ethan completely and fisted the blanket under her. Her mind was on one thing only, the pulses of pleasure rushing through her.

  “Mmm, fuck baby, you taste good,” Trey groaned as he lapped up her juices before slowly sliding her legs from his shoulders and laying her flat onto the bed. Once she was lowered to the mattress Trey moved back up the length of her body and claimed her lips with his as his rock solid cock slid between her legs, teasing her drenched slit, probing at her opening but not breaching the entrance. The taste of her juices greeted her tongue as she parted her lips, inviting him in, and she found it strangely erotic.

  “Trey,” she managed to gasp when he released her lips.

  “Take her Trey, I’ll join in when I’m ready.”

  Both Trey and Ivy looked over at Ethan, who was staring down at them, his dick barely half-mast. “I suggest you hurry, I won’t be out of commission long.”

  Trey looked focused his attention on Ivy, placing his index finger under her chin and forcing her to look up at him. “You going to be okay?” Ivy was touched over Trey’s concern and over Ethan’s offer to stay at the sidelines – for now. If he’d said he wanted to be the first to enter her, there was no doubt Trey would step aside.

  “Of course.” She reached to the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled it open. Her hand rummaged through the drawer until she found a condom and passed it to him.

  He grinned. “You’ve really thought this through, huh?”

  She returned his smile and shrugged.

  “Bad, bad girl.” His shaft slid back and forth along her slit and the desire within her flared up again as he opened the foil package. Twenty years old and she was finally going to have sex with something other than her vibrator. With the condom on he pressed himself at her entrance. Her entire body tensed and she let out a strangled breath, her legs wrapping around his waist and arms tightening around his shoulders.

  Trey took his time, slowly pressing into her, a soft groan escaping his lips. His glacial speed was driving her near insanity as she bucked under him, attempting to feel more – harder and deeper. But he refused to allow her control, making her wait, turning her into a ball of nerves.

  “Trey, you’re killing me,” she groaned. Just as the words escaped her lips he slammed the rest of the way into her, making her scream out in surprise and pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Trey…”

  Anything else she would have said was cut off as his lips came crushing down on hers. Ivy quickly lost herself in the feel of his body, his mouth, his tongue devouring her body. She began to move with Trey, their bodies working in unison, giving and receiving pleasure. The fire within her was burning to nearly unbearable heights, her body turning into a tight coil, ready to spring loose at any moment. Just when she was about to explode over his thrusting cock, she was jarred from her state of bliss as Trey rolled to his back, taking her with him, while keeping himself rooted firmly within her.

  “Trey… Wha-” Opening her eyes she looked down at Trey, who was grinning.

  “You can’t come yet baby, you’re missing someone.”

  Ethan! His name popped into her head just as she felt the bed behind her move and then Ethan’s hands on her ass chee
ks. A rush of fear raced through her. This was really going to happen. Both men. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.

  “Just stay calm. It’ll be good once I’m in.” Ethan’s voice behind her was hardly reassuring.

  Ethan spread her ass cheeks and the coolness of lube slid down her ass and into her slit. He gently massaged her ass, pressing at her tight, virgin hole with his thumb. Ivy groaned and collapsed onto Trey’s chest as Ethan’s thumb worked its way past the tight rim of muscle protecting her entrance and slowly into her.

  “Breathe, baby,” Trey whispered, nipping at the side of her neck, seeing and feeling the tension within her.

  She was trying, trying so hard, but with Trey’s cock in her and Ethan’s thumb working her ass she was going out of her mind. Ethan’s thumb joined by his index finger stretched her further, painfully far. She yelped, biting into Trey’s shoulder to keep from crying out again.

  Ethan removed his finger and she let out a sigh of relief, pressing her forehead to Trey’s neck. But just as the relief passed through her, it was replaced by the need again – more intense than before as she moved back against Ethan, urging him to fill her again.

  He didn’t disappoint, but this time it was his shaft that pressed up against her back entrance – much bigger and stiffer than his probing fingers.

  “Breathe,” Trey said to her again.

  As Ethan began to push into her, he slid a hand to her breast, pinching her tightened nipple. The feel of his fingers on her nipple sent a surge of need through her so intense that she bucked wildly against him, pushing his dick further into her ass. He gave a final push, groaning loudly, his fingertips digging deep into her hips. Ivy felt like she was going to be ripped in two by the two men’s large cocks, but if she were to die at that moment she’d die happy as she remained on the crest of her arousal, so close to exploding her entire body hummed. Trey, Ethan and Ivy remained united, none of them moving for close to a minute, each indulging in each other.

  “Are you ready?” Ethan asked from behind her, pushing her hair to the side and kissing her back shoulder.

  “Yessss,” she hissed though clenched teeth. As they moved, almost pulling out and then slamming back in again, she couldn’t do a thing but hold tight to Trey and feel the waves of pleasure rushing through her and try to hold on just a little longer. But it was impossible, the two hard bodies that had her sandwiched, in combination with their moans of pleasure, so raw and primal, sent her tumbling over the edge. Her body convulsed and she cried out, but neither man slowed, in fact her release only made them fuck her harder, faster – relentlessly.

  “I can’t. Oh God,” she groaned. The feelings rushing through her were nearly overwhelming her.

  “Fuck, I can’t even begin to describe how good your ass feels,” Ethan whispered in her ear, reaching around her and palming her breast again, pinching her nipple, painfully hard, but she was already beginning the journey to another climax so she barely noticed.

  “I’m so close, baby,” Trey groaned. “Make me cum.”

  She clenched her pussy around him, milking him, begging him for his cum. But damn, it was so hard with Ethan slamming into her back entrance and Trey’s cock throbbing within her. “I can–”

  She was cut off as Trey fisted her hair and pulled her mouth down to his, kissing her almost violently. Their lips had just touched when she felt the pulsing within her and his low groan against her lips. His lips left hers and he pulled her down tight to him.

  But it wasn’t over, Ethan’s thrusts came harder, faster, slamming her into Trey.

  I can’t take any more. God, I can’t… The words were running as if on a loop through her head, but as the words came she found herself ready to come yet again. She dug at Trey’s shoulders, leaving long gashes as Ethan slammed into her a final time and exploded. The feel of his cum heating her back entrance set her off a final time and she shuddered, too exhausted to even scream out, tears in her eyes and clinging to Trey.

  As the last spurt of his seed left him, Ethan slowly and carefully removed himself from her and got off of the bed. Ivy collapsed on Trey panting hard, but with a wide smile on her face despite the teary eyes. She couldn’t believe it had happened – was happening.

  “How are you feeling?” Trey asked, rolling her onto her back and pulling out.

  She smiled up at him. “Tired, sore, amazing.”

  “Hopefully not too sore,” Ethan commented, lying down on the bed next to her and rolling to his side, facing her and trailing his index finger down her hip. “We’re not near done yet.”

  Chapter 8

  Ivy

  Ivy awoke cuddled tight to Trey, her head resting on his shoulder and leg draped over his as his arm around her shoulders held her tight. She took a minute to admire him. He wasn’t as broad as Ethan, although his muscle was more lean and defined. His cheekbones were also a little more defined and jaw angled whereas Ethan’s was strong and square. She glanced over at Ethan, who was naked and spread eagled on the other side of her, sporting a semi-erection. The men were both so beautiful and sexy in entirely different ways.

  She knew she was blessed. The luckiest woman in the world. The original plan when she’d arrived had been stupid and vindictive and the furthest thing from her mind now. It had been a very intense night and as she gently pulled away from Trey’s embrace her body reminded her of the blissful abuse she’d received. Every muscle screamed in protest as she snaked herself off of the bed and stood at the foot.

  Leaving the room as quietly as possible she made her way downstairs for a quick shower, hoping they wouldn’t wake until she had breakfast prepared for them. She had the intention of serving them breakfast in bed, the least she figured she could do for the night they gave her.

  After quickly showering, she wrapped a bath towel around herself and then made her way into the kitchen and skidded to a stop, a frown on her face as she planted her hand on her hips and eyed Trey in his boxer shorts already up and pulling ingredients from the fridge for breakfast. “Trey! What the hell?”

  He deposited the mix of breakfast foods on the countertop by the stove and turned to face her, a wide grin spreading across his face. “Wasn’t exactly the morning greeting I was hoping for, but all right.” He gave her a wink and turned back to what he was doing, placing a frying pan on the stove top.

  “No, I mean…” She sighed and walked into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her front to his back and placing a kiss on the back of his shoulder. “I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed. And you’ve ruined my plan.”

  He set down the knife he was using to chop up an onion and turned to face her, a grin still on his face. He looked so cute when he grinned, a hint of dimples appearing on his cheeks. “Well, if someone hadn’t made such a disturbance getting off of the bed then maybe I’d still be sleeping.” He bent and placed a quick kiss on the top of her nose.

  Laughing she crinkled her nose up at him. “I was careful. But you had me in a death lock, it was hard getting away.” She gave him a quick hug before stepping out of his embrace and surveying the ingredients he’d laid out on the counter. “Can I at least help?”

  “That I wouldn’t turn down.” He finished chopping the onions and passed her a knife and some peppers. “Chop these up for the omelet.”

  They worked in silence. Once the breakfast was done with preparation and well on its way to cooking Ivy turned back to him. “Do you think this will work?”

  Leaning his hip on the countertop, he crossed his arms over his chest and eyed her. “Oh, I think so, I always make this type of breakfast.”

  Grabbing a dish cloth she swatted him on the arm. “No, I mean. Us. Me, you and Ethan… Do you think it’ll work?”

  He clucked his tongue off of the roof of his mouth and his eyes left hers, seeming to focus on a spot on the wall above her shoulder and to the left. It was so long before he answered that she was starting to think he’d decided to ignore the question.

  “I honestly don�
�t know. This is real life baby, not some chick flick or romance novel.”

  Her brow furrowed. “What do you mean by that?”

  Ethan lowered his gaze to meet hers. “I mean, I don’t really know. As for me, the more I think about it, I like the idea. I care for you Ivy, always have. And I think I can be fine with sharing you with Ethan. I think.” He chuckled. “Now that I know this can work without my balls touching Ethan’s it’s even more appealing. Although I’m disgusted to say I got a taste of his –” he cleared his throat and pointed to his crotch “– little men when I kissed you. It was fucking gross. Now I know why lots of girls won’t swallow.”

  Ivy groaned and rolled her eyes but said nothing.

  “But Ethan…” He shrugged. “I’m not sure. He’s in a different place than I am in regards to you.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Look, this isn’t my place to say, but I’m starting to think Ethan doesn’t have the balls to say it himself after what happened before you went to college and considering what happened last night. Well, fuck it. So here’s the deal. Ethan’s in love with you, Ivy.”