And then it happened. As the dam within her burst, and she screamed her pleasure to the room, there was a gush of wetness from her pussy. Shocked, she tried to pull away, but Remy had one arm around her thigh while his other continued working inside her, and his tongue wouldn’t let up against her clit. Now the pleasure was so intense, it was nearly painful, and she found her body having uncontrollable spasms. She was torn between wanting him to continue and needing him to let her recover, but when she felt that heaviness growing swiftly inside her again, the need for pleasure won out. Within seconds, she came again, stars bursting in her head, as her entire body shook. This time, Remy withdrew his mouth and fingers, and then drove his cock into her.
“Remy,” she murmured, repeating his name as he thrust into her. He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue thrusting to the same rhythm as his cock.
His face was coated with her juices, and Nicole tasted herself on him. She responded eagerly to his kiss, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, urging him deep inside her. In this position, he stroked her clit with every thrust, and she was amazed to feel another orgasm building within her. She never would have dreamed that it was possible to feel such intense pleasure, or that the physical act of lovemaking would bring such a deep emotional connection. But as she came again, squeezing Remy’s cock and triggering his orgasm, she knew that she was already falling hard and fast for these two men.
* * * *
Remy cradled Nicole in his arms, listening to the soft sound of her breathing. She had fallen asleep soon after they had made love. Right now he was savoring the feel of her soft curves. He’d missed breasts. There was nothing quite like a woman’s body, and Remy was grateful they had convinced Nicole to take a chance with them.
The sound of the bathroom door opening shifted his attention. Shay stood there, a towel slung low around his hips, scowling. Oh, here we go. Remy loved Shay dearly, but the man’s quirks were enough to test even the most patient person. Anticipating an argument, he carefully moved away from Nicole and then got out of bed. He went over to the bathroom and pulled Shay inside, closing the door quietly behind them.
When he turned back to his husband, Shay was sitting on the edge of the tub, arms crossed over his chest.
“What’s up?” Remy asked.
“I don’t know if I can handle this,” he replied. “She’s so clingy and emotional.”
“That’s because you are the first man she’s ever made love with, and that’s created an emotional connection between you,” Remy explained, trying his best not to sound condescending. “Women are affectionate. They like to be cuddled and held, and they like to hug the people they’re close to. This might have gone differently if you’d talked to her about your…needs before you bedded her.”
Shay’s left foot tapped rapidly on the floor and he stared at the wall, jaw clenching. “I’m not ready to talk to her about it yet.”
“If she doesn’t understand, she won’t know how to act, and it will create problems,” Remy said. He knelt down in front of Shay, placed his hands on the other man’s knees, and looked up at him. “I can give her the things that you can’t, the affection, the hugs. But she needs to understand why you can’t give that to her if she’s going to stay. And as much as you claim to not be able to handle it, I know how badly you want this relationship.”
“Not that badly,” Shay replied, his voice sullen.
Remy sighed. “Sweetie, I know you very well. And I saw you with her. Don’t try to kid me, or yourself.”
Another moment of silence followed before Shay turned back to look down at Remy. He stroked Remy’s hair as he spoke. “I just—I just need some time. I’m not in the place I thought I was.”
“I know, baby,” Remy said. He hesitated for a moment. Should he make the suggestion? At best, Shay would agree and they’d get some help. At worst, Remy would get his ass spanked, and even that would have good results in the end. Decision made, he spoke again. “Do you think you need to see your therapist again? Even just for a few sessions? I bet Nicole would go if we asked.”
Remy watched the muscle twitching in Shay’s cheek as he struggled with his emotions, and his heart ached. It was hard to see someone he loved hurting so badly. More than anything, Remy wanted to hold Shay and tell him that everything would work out, but he’d been with him long enough to know that wasn’t the approach that was needed.
“I’m sorry if I spoke out of turn, Sir,” Remy said, lowering his head. “If you need to punish me, I understand.”
Shay sucked in a breath, and then let it out slowly. “Over my knee. Now.”
“Yes, Sir.” Scrambling up off the floor, Remy lay himself down across Shay’s lap with his ass in the air.
The first slap of Shay’s hand on his ass had Remy trembling. With each new blow, the stinging warmth spread over his bottom, and his cock hardened. He could feel Shay’s erection pressing into his side, and despite the pain of the spanking, he smiled. It felt good to submit to his Dom, especially when it meant Shay could regain his sense of control. Remy closed his eyes and focused on the sensations. Shay had begun to reach down and cup Remy’s balls in between smacks, the gentle touch a sharp contrast to the harsh sting of the spanking.
The entire scene was carried out in silence, except for an occasional moan or whimper, and the sound of flesh slapping together. Remy lost track of the number of times Shay had smacked his ass when it finally ended.
“On your knees.”
Shay’s command left no room for argument, but Remy had to interrupt. “May I say something, Sir?” Though Remy kept his eyes down, he imagined the shock on Shay’s face. Remy never spoke during their play unless he was asked a direct question, and he was taking a chance doing so now.
“As long as you understand that this will require more punishment.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand. I thought it might be good for Nicole to see this. She needs to know what you like.”
The silence stretched on so long that Remy worried he’d never get an answer.
“It’s a good idea, but I still have to punish you for speaking out. Go wake her, and then prepare yourself. I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Remy stood and went into the bedroom. He bent over Nicole and began kiss her neck as he gently shook her shoulder. It wasn’t long before she stirred, and rolled over to look up at him.
“Hi,” she murmured, rubbing her eyes.
“Hi, yourself,” Remy replied, kissing her. “Shay and I are going to do a scene and we want you to watch so you see what he likes.”
“What?”
“He told you he’s a Dom, right? This will help you understand BDSM better. Or at least, understand the way Shay likes to do things.”
“Oh. Okay, I guess.”
“Perfect! Just go sit in that chair in the corner.”
While Nicole got out of the bed and padded across the room to the chair, Remy pulled a small bench from a storage room beside the closet. Then he laid on it, face down, and waited.
“Remy, what are you—”
“If you’re going to watch, then you need to stay quiet.” Shay emerged from the bathroom, completely naked, and walked over to where Nicole sat. “Stand up and bend over.”
Remy jerked his head up. He wasn’t sure spanking Nicole right now was the best approach. “Shay, I don’t think—” A look from Shay was all it took for Remy’s mouth to go dry, and he stopped talking.
Nicole had stood and bent over the chair, her hands resting on the arms. Shay moved behind her and used his foot to nudge her feet further apart, so that her ass and pussy were fully exposed.
“I explained that I like to have control in the bedroom,” Shay said to her. “If you don’t follow my directions, you get punished. I’ll take it easy on you right now, but this is what you can expect if you’re going to be with us. And keep quiet. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Remy could hear the tremor in her voice, but she was following Shay’s dire
ctions perfectly.
Shay brought his hand down on her ass, and she cried out softly. He ran his hand over the spot, rubbing the skin, and caressing her, before he hit her again on the other side. He alternated striking and rubbing the skin a few more times, and then he slipped his hand between her legs and slid two fingers into her pussy. That brought more moans from her.
“Very good, Nicole,” Shay said a few minutes later. “Now you can sit down again.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Remy thought she had handled the spanking rather well for her first time. He knew Shay would have been gentle, but it could be upsetting for some people. He didn’t have time to think about it much more because then Shay was approaching the bench. Without a word, he bent down and began to secure Remy’s hands and ankles to cross bars on the bottom.
Remy lowered his head, and began to inhale and exhale deeply, trying to find that spot in his mind that allowed him to take Shay’s punishments and turn the pain into pleasure. He focused on his breathing, tuning out everything but the sensation of being bound. A moment later, he felt the bite of the flogger striking his back. Shay rained blows across his ass, upper thighs and shoulders, and though Remy grunted a few times, he stayed in that zone.
And then, to Remy’s surprise, Shay undid the restraints. “On your knees.”
“Y–yes, Sir,” Remy stammered. This wasn’t the way their play usually ended, but he did as he was told and knelt on the ground beside the bench.
“Nicole, kneel beside him.”
“Yes, Sir.” A moment later, Nicole was on her knees beside Remy. Shay came to stand in front of them, his swollen member standing straight out in front of their faces, a tiny drop of pre-cum already forming at the tip.
“Remy, teach her how to suck to my cock.”
“Yes, Sir,” he replied with a smile. He grabbed Nicole’s head and kissed her, and then he guided her mouth to Shay’s dick. “Lick around the tip and up and down the shaft,” he instructed her.
She was tentative at first, and Remy leaned forward to help, each of them licking around the head and shaft. Their tongues would sometimes meet, and they’d kiss for a moment before continuing. Then Remy placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her, and began to suck Shay into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, but stopping after a moment to let Nicole try.
“Open wide and be careful with your teeth,” he told her, watching as she slid her mouth over Shay’s cock, slowly mimicking the bobbing motion Remy had used. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in enthusiasm, and soon was taking most of Shay’s impressive length into her mouth.
“Stop,” Shay said.
Nicole immediately stopped and pulled back from him. “Yes, Sir.”
When Remy saw Shay reach out and brush his fingers along Nicole’s cheek, his heart leapt. Despite his attempts to remain more aloof, Shay was falling hard for the pretty redhead. And Remy wanted this relationship to work more than anything.
“Nicole, I want to tie you to the bed,” Shay said, and Remy groaned in his head, worried that this would scare her. But to his surprise, she agreed, and soon was spread-eagled on the bed, wrists and ankles bound with the system they had rigged to the bed. God, she’s gorgeous, Remy thought.
Shay knelt beside Nicole and began to tease her lips with his cock. She darted out her tongue to lick him, and Shay moaned. The sight was so arousing, Remy just had to grab his own cock and he started slowly stroking it as he watched them. Shay pinched and rolled Nicole’s nipples as she worked on his dick, her moans muffled. He moved so he hovered over her and lowered his face to hers, kissing her tenderly before moving his lips to her neck, and working his way down. He kissed and licked his way across both her breasts, and then continued until he reached her pussy.
Nicole’s moan when Shay’s tongue slid against her clit made Remy groan with desire. He watched her struggle and pull against the bonds as Shay went down on her, and stroked himself faster. When her orgasm hit and she screamed, he nearly shot his own load right then, but Shay lifted his head and looked at him. “Don’t come, Remy.”
“Yes, Sir.” Remy immediately took his hand off his cock, and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
“Grab a condom and the lube and get your ass over here.”
He jumped up and gathered the requested supplies, then climbed up on the bed with his lovers, and handed the condom and lube to Shay. He wondered what he had in mind. The question was soon answered when Shay told him to start fucking Nicole. It was an order Remy was happy to comply with.
Kneeling between her legs, he slipped into her pussy, the delicious wetness surrounding his cock. “Are you okay?” he whispered to her as he nibbled on her ear lobe.
“Oh, yeah,” she gasped.
Remy felt Shay behind him, and froze when asked, buried balls deep inside Nicole. Shay nudged Remy’s knees apart and began to massage lube into his ass. Anticipation grew inside Remy as he realized what his husband was planning and he told Nicole in a hushed voice, bringing a low moan from her. When Shay had Remy lubed up, he leaned forward and pressed his cock against Remy’s asshole. The tight ring began to stretch to allow the entry, and Remy closed his eyes and shivered. Once Shay began to thrust into him, he moved at the same time so that Shay’s momentum helped him to fuck Nicole beneath him.
Moans and gasps filled the room as the threesome made love, their cries growing louder until Shay finally came with a roar. “Now, Remy!” he cried, and at last Remy was able to spill his seed into the woman beneath him, whose pussy had begun to spasm moments before. As the last drop spurted out, he collapsed on top of her.
“Holy fuck,” he said, and she giggled.
Shay had slipped out of his ass, and began to release Nicole’s arms and legs. When they were free, she wrapped them both around Remy and squeezed.
“Shower, everyone,” Shay barked from the bathroom door.
Remy got up and helped Nicole off the bed, then followed her to the bathroom. She stopped in front of Shay and looked up at him. “Did I do okay, Sir?”
Shay put his hand under her chin and bent to kiss her, his lips and hand the only parts of him to touch her. “You were wonderful, Nicole. Thank you.”
To Remy’s shock, Shay took her hands, and lifted them around his shoulders. Then he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. She burst into tears, but Shay continued to hold her, stroking her back and hair, and whispering reassurances in her ear.
Remy felt like his chest would burst with happiness. This was going to work.
Chapter 12
The ride back to her house had Nicole’s stomach in knots, partly from the memories of her time with Shay and Remy, and partly because she dreaded what she was coming home to. They had invited her to stay the night, but she knew things would be much more difficult if she didn’t come home until morning. So even though it was after midnight, she had asked Shay to drive her home.
When the car slid to a stop outside Nicole’s house, she took a deep breath, telling herself that she could do this. A quick kiss from Shay, and she got out of the car. No lights shone from the windows, she noted with relief. Maybe she could get in unnoticed. Letting herself in the side door, she tiptoed up the stairs, wincing at every creak. At the top of the stairs, she saw a line of light shining from under her parents’ bedroom door and grimaced. Her mother must still be up.
As quietly as she could, Nicole hurried to her room. She had just turned the knob and was about to slip inside when she heard the bedroom door behind her opening.
“Nicole?” her mother said softly. “Are you just getting home?”
She turned a bit, hoping to avoid too many questions. “Yes, Mom. The movie was long and then we had dessert afterward.”
Nicole couldn’t see her mother’s face in the dark, but worried when she didn’t answer right away.
“Make sure you get right to sleep, then,” her mother said at last.
“I will, Mom. Good night.”
She slipped into her roo
m and closed the door, breathing a sigh of relief. After shedding her clothes, Nicole crawled into bed and fell promptly asleep.
* * * *
The sound of her brothers arguing in the hall woke Nicole the next morning and she groaned. It was the same every morning, trying to figure out who would use the bathroom first. Normally, Nicole was up before them and got there first. Today it looked like she’d have to wait, though she had showered last night before leaving Remy and Shay’s house, so she could probably get away with just brushing her hair. Getting up, she dressed in jeans and a sweater, and then pulled her hair into a ponytail.
She beat both of the boys down the stairs and found her father already at the kitchen table while her mother flipped pancakes at the stove. Nicole said good morning and poured herself a coffee from the fresh pot. She sat down at the table and began adding her usual cream and sugar.
“What’s that on your neck?” Her father’s voice was sharp and Nicole froze, silently cursing. She’d intended to try and cover the hickey with makeup, but had completely forgotten this morning. Aware that the silence was stretching on as her parents waited for an answer, Nicole tried to think of something.
“Did you burn yourself with the curling iron last night?” her mother asked.
Nicole looked up at her, surprised. Her mother’s eyes seemed to be trying to tell her something, and though Nicole wasn’t sure what, she would take the excuse.
“Yeah, I wasn’t paying enough attention and it hit me.” She reached up and gingerly touched the spot. “I didn’t think it was that bad.”
“I’ll give you some cream for it after,” her mother said.
“Thanks, Mom,” Nicole replied.
“Well you need to be more careful,” her father said. “Burns can be serious.”
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