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After the day Caleb had, all he wanted was a hot shower and a warm pussy to fuck. So, when his not-so-shy librarian surprised him in the shower, giving him hands down the best blow job of his existence, Caleb came on the spot, but it was nothing compared to when the little vixen stuck her finger up his ass.
No one had ever played with his ass before. It was something he never thought he wanted. But yet, his seductive little nymph had no problems pushing forward and staking her claim. The feeling was unlike anything her had ever experienced, and the moment she inserted her whole finger, she touched something deep within him, igniting a firestorm of lust and promise, and he wanted more.
A lot more.
His cock already hard again, he grabbed her hips and shoved his massive hard-on straight into her wet channel. He could still feel her walls pulsing from the quickie he gave her, and he promised himself he would do better next time, but right now, he wanted to fuck her hard. Her slippery, wet tunnel welcomed him as he pillaged and took from her. He had never been so hard in his life. Caleb felt like he could bend a steel rod over his aching cock.
Whatever she triggered in his ass was her doing, and now he was going to reap the benefits.
His balls hung heavy as they swayed and slapped with each hard thrust. The faster he moved, the harder his dick became. Jack hammering her pussy, Caleb let go, letting her warmth consume him. He was in heaven, and he was never leaving.
“Harder, Caleb, fuck me harder. Slam that big piece of meat into my pussy!” Janie shouted at him as he picked up the pace, slamming his cock into her. The loud sound of skin hitting skin was music to his ears, and he continued his deluge into her pussy.
“Like my cock, baby. Am I fucking you hard enough? You like it rough, don’t you, baby,” Caleb said through gritted teeth as sweat began trickling down his brow and on his back.
“Give me that big cock. Show me who’s boss, Caleb. Fuck my pussy raw. Take my pussy. Fuck!” Janie shouted as Caleb slapped her ass hard. The barrage of slapping skin and the tightness growing in his balls was fueling Caleb’s lust. He could feel her walls closing in on him like a vise as he pounded into her with wild abandonment.
Lights exploded around him as he washed her pussy with his cum, as he shouted, “Oh fuck, baby, here it comes. Suck my dick dry.”
“Give me all of it, Caleb. Give me your seed,” Janie shouted as her pussy quivered around him, sucking every last drop from him.
Chapter Thirteen
Jeff had the front row seat to the best live porn show of his life.
Rubbing his cock and watching as Caleb fucked Janie hard was doing numbers on his libido. His balls were tight. His cock ached, and if she said “Fuck my pussy” one more time, he was going to embarrass himself.
Cupcake liked to talk dirty.
“Damn, that was hot to watch,” Jeff moaned, stroking his shaft.
He watched as Caleb pulled his still-hard cock out of Janie, as her cum mixed with his seed, dripping down her legs.
Jeff’s mouth watered. Itching to lick her clean, he wanted her taste on him.
He craved her.
Picking her up, Jeff carried her out the back door and onto the deck with Caleb eagerly following.
“Where are we going?” she asked as she laid her head on his shoulders.
“I want you to see the stars tonight,” Jeff replied.
“Hmm,” she moaned.
The night was crystal clear, cool, and perfect for what he had in mind.
Carefully holding her, Jeff walked down the steps and felt the cool, dewy grass under his feet. Making his way past the barn, he continued on until the soft bubbling of water could be heard.
Jeff had never gotten around to showing Janie the hot house that his great-great granddaddy Clive had built for his maw-maw, but on a chilly night like tonight, the hot house was the perfect place for what he wanted to do with her.
Thanks to the geothermal heated water of the earth’s crust, or as his granddaddy would say, “It’s just really hot water, son,” his granddaddy happened upon this pool when he was using dynamite to get rid of some groundhogs that kept tearing up his maw-maw’s garden. It could never be said that granddaddy Clive wasn’t a genius. He may have gone about doing things in an unconventional way, but when he found the hot spring he knew he had hit the mother lode. He built a solid wood shack around it, placed a small window on the side, planted flowers all around it and even managed a skylight and presented it to his wife on their fourth wedding anniversary.
Every day after, until his death, Clive walked around with a smile on his face.
Jeff stepped aside, letting Caleb open the door.
Walking into the small, warm room, he lowered Janie to her feet, letting her take in everything around her. The look upon her face was of merriment and awe. Jeff couldn’t have asked for a better reaction.
Taking her hand in his, Jeff looked at Janie and softly said, “This place was built by our great-great granddaddy as a gift for his wife. Since then, this hot spring has been a place where lovers come to be joined and create.”
“Create?” she questioned.
“Life, Janie. Our family over the generations has brought their loves here and have sealed their fates together. This place is magical, if you believe in that stuff. I can’t rightly say Caleb or I honestly do, but we do know that whenever a Hicks brings their mate to this hothouse, not only does something magical happen, but they are bound together forever.”
“What are you saying, Jeff?” Janie asked, unsure.
“What Jeff is saying, Janie, is that we love you and we want you to stay with us forever,” Caleb said, moving in behind her.
Jeff watched as the realization dawned on her face. When her eyes widened and her mouth popped open, he replied, “I love you, Janie. Marry me?”
“Me, too, baby. I love you so bad sometimes, it hurts. Please put me out of my misery. Marry me?”
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Janie was stunned. Looking at the man before her, she saw love, honesty, and sincerity. That was Jeff, her rock, her center in a storm. He was everything she had ever dreamed about but thought she would never have, and he loved her. Her dominant lover in and out of bed, Jeff took charge, guiding her, talking to her, helping her to become the woman she was today.
Then there was Caleb, her playful lover her best friend. So much life and mischief laid behind his eyes, so much energy that she never knew what to expect from him. Caleb made her life fun and interesting. He has a simple mind but so much love poured from him. Caleb needed so much more loving and understanding as she did, and she knew she could give him that.
For the longest time she had been alone in this world, and now these two wonderful men were offering her everything. All she had to do was reach out and grab it. Looking at them both, she already knew what she was going to do. “Yes, yes, yes!” Janie shouted, jumping into Jeff’s arms, hugging his neck tightly.
“Took ya long enough,” Caleb muttered.
Janie giggled at his sarcastic remark and turned, giving him a kiss. “Oh shut up, Caleb.”
Jeff’s boisterous laugh rang out within the small confines of the hothouse. “Guess she told you, brother.”
Sulking, Caleb grinned. “Can we fuck our future wife now? This mushy stuff is having the wrong effect on my dick.”
“Such a romantic. I do love your style, Caleb,” Janie said cynically, wrapping her arms around his waist.
“Well, you just wait and see what else I can come up with. I’ll have you panting for more in no time,” Caleb laughed.
“Yeah, that’s what scares me,” Jeff responded sardonically.
“Let’s fuck,” Janie suggested, wanting them both inside her. Her pussy was wet and eager for their attention. Her body, already sensitive from earlier, was now inflamed.
“Now that’s a fine suggestion, Janie. What do you say we show our girl how we really like to fuck?” Caleb suggested, grabbing her nipple and pinching it hard.
Janie quickly looked over at Jeff. Her eyes widened at his pose.
Oh my God. What have I gotten myself into?
The serious look on his face was starting to scare her. She had seen him firm, resolved, and determined, but this look was unlike anything she had ever seen. The fierce look in his eyes spoke volumes of determination and dominance.
Caleb started teasing her nipples, kissing, licking, and sucking them hard. Janie noticed his cock was hard and ready, seeping pre-cum from its head. Licking her lips, Janie wanted nothing more than to taste him.
Jeff stood back, watching Caleb arouse her. It was fascinating to watch Jeff’s eyes as Caleb devoured her. She knew he was torturing himself in some delayed gratification thing. She had read about how some dominants preferred to watch, waiting to the last minute to take complete control. Apparently Jeff was in that kind of dominant mood, which boded well for her. She knew the pleasure she was about to receive was going to be wild, hard, and off the charts.
Caleb was like a hungry child sucking her breast into his mouth like it was his last meal.
Moaning with pleasure, Janie let herself go. Her sensitive nipples tingled under Caleb’s ferocious mouth. Her eyes rolling back into her head, she never saw when Jeff stepped forward and slapped her pussy.
“Oh yes!” she gasped.
“Move, Caleb. It’s time to show Janie how we expect our little submissive to act. But first, our sub is underdressed,” Jeff ordered. Instantly, Caleb’s mouth was gone, leaving her feeling bereft. Snapping her eyes open, she found herself looking into the eyes of a predator. Steel resolve shown through Jeff’s baby blues. Her pussy leaked as the thought of what was about to happen aroused her.
Swollen and achy, she wanted so much to touch herself and relieve the pressure that was building. She needed their cocks in her. She was wound tight. She wanted them now.
“Kneel, sub,” Jeff growled.
Dropping to her knees quickly, Janie assumed the pose. Her heart kicked into overdrive. Now she was going to see them as they truly were. She wondered how different they were going to be from the other times she had been with them. Were they going to be more demanding? Were they going to torture her with pleasure? Would they withhold pleasure? The questions steamrolled into her mind so much so that she wasn’t aware when her hair was moved to the side. It was the soft click of metal that had her head snapping up, looking up at Jeff.
“Eyes down!” Jeff demanded harshly.
Janie quickly did as ordered, but felt the soft leather around her neck.
They collared her!
“Janie. You agreed to be our wife. Therefore you have agreed to be our permanent sub. You now wear our collar. You will never take it off. The collar you wear means more than a ring on your finger. It says that you are ours. Mine and Caleb’s, do you understand?” Jeff asked.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.
“Master,” Jeff corrected. “I am Master.”
“Yes, Master,” she responded as her cunt shivered. He was using that voice again. Oh, she loved that voice.
“Get her ready, Caleb,” Jeff ordered.
Soon Janie heard movement around the room. With her head down, she could only see their feet. She didn’t know what Caleb was doing, but whatever it was, was taking time to set up. She knew Jeff stood back and watched, never taking his eyes off her. She could feel them boring into her, almost daring her to look up at him. Oh, she wanted to test his resolve, but something in her told her to keep her head down and her eyes on the floor.
Minutes ticked by when she felt Caleb behind her. “Stand up, Janie,” he ordered.
Doing so immediately, she gasped when Caleb took her wrists and bound them together behind her back. The fabric felt like silk as he meticulously took his time wrapping and securing the binds to her body.
When Caleb was finished, she was trussed up and unable to move anything but her head and legs.
“Kinbaku means tight bindings, Janie. Caleb is proficient at it. The beauty of tight binding is the simple yet intricate patterns in which the rope displays. You may have researched this as Shibari. Being bound has an aesthetic appeal, not only to the receiver but also to the person administering. Right now, Caleb has made you a dress, a beautiful Karada. How does it feel?”
“I feel good, Master,” Janie whispered.
“The best part about your dress is the loops Caleb has added,” Jeff continued as Janie watched Caleb lower chains from the ceiling.
Where the fuck did they come from!
Wondering where this was going, Janie didn’t say anything. She watched as the chains were lowered, and one by one, Caleb attached them to four different places on her rope dress, two on her shoulders and two at her hips. Then, as if she wasn’t worried enough, she watched as Caleb walked over to the door of the hothouse and flipped a switch.
Instantly the chains started rising.
She was being lifted off the floor!
“Uh, guys. Is this a good time to tell you my fear of heights!” she said anxiously, watching her feet leave the ground. But her cries of worries went unheard as she soon felt Caleb running his hand up and down her ass.
At this height, she was in the perfect position for both of them to fuck her randomly, and for some reason she knew that was exactly what they were going to do.
Their hard cocks jutted out, straining, begging for release. Pre-cum oozed from their heads, and she could see their balls hanging heavily. Whatever they were about to do, it was going to be hard, fast, and heavy. Bracing for the outcome, she cried out when Caleb speared her ass with a finger, thrusting it and out of her tight hole.
Jeff fell to his knees, placing her legs on his shoulders as he clamped onto her clit, sucking hard. Janie screamed in ecstasy as Jeff tongued her pussy and clit. With a mouth on her pussy and Caleb’s finger in her ass, Janie knew she wasn’t going to last much longer. Her body coiled tightly as the impending orgasm raced to the surface. Then when she was ready to explode, both men stepped back.
What the fuck!
Breathing heavily, Janie tried to control her body, but when Caleb grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, she moaned as her pussy released its cream. Jeff stepped forward and began sucking on her nipples as Caleb tightened his grip on her breasts.
Janie desperately wanted to grab their cocks. Her fingers ached to feel their soft, silky shafts as she stroked them, bringing them pleasure. But the assault on her breasts was all that she could concentrate on.
Releasing her nipples, Jeff traded places with Caleb.
“No coming, sub,” Jeff ordered.
“Yes, Master,” she whimpered.
Oh God, what the hell were they going to do now?
Before she could answer that question, Jeff plunged his hard cock all the way into her tight ass. Grabbing her legs and spreading them wide, he began to pound into her behind.
Gasping and desperately wanting the use of her hands, she was stunned when Caleb stepped forward, shoving his dick into her pussy. Using her breast as an anchor, he, too, plunged hard in and out of her wet channel.
She was stuck.
She couldn’t move, couldn’t touch, and couldn’t reciprocate. She could only feel and receive pleasure. Her world was closing in on her. The feel of both of them as they fucked her wildly was too much. Her body coiled. Her breath stilled. She was going to come!
Then as fast as they brought her to the pinnacle, they stopped. Each stepping back, they walked around her, surveying their prize. Janie was panting, sweat beading on her forehead. Her head fell forward as she tried to control her out of control body.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Janie screamed out as the heat spread over her ass.
“Please, I need to come,” Janie moaned as
three more smacks landed in quick succession across her ass.
Neither said anything as they continued their devilish torment against her body, sending her senses reeling. Looking up, her eyes widened when she saw Jeff with a pair of clothespins. “What the fuck do you think you’re gonna do with them?” she asked, already knowing.
Jeff just grinned wickedly and attached the pins to her erect nipples. Grabbing her legs, he quickly spread them and slowly pushed his way into her dripping pussy.
“Oh fuck!” Janie groaned as Jeff began moving. Her body was hyperaware and overstimulated. The slow grinding movements were teasing her. She needed to come like she needed air to breathe.
“Want me to fuck your ass, Janie?” Caleb purred against her back as he trailed his tongue down her neck.
“Yes! Fuck me till I come,” she begged.
“No,” he whispered and smacked her ass again, hard.
Janie couldn’t figure them out. Were they playing a game? She knew they wanted her. She knew their cocks had to be hurting by now, needing release. How much longer could they go on like this? Nothing made sense.
She was in torment, and they were holding the reins. They said they loved her. They wanted to marry her. She knew they were dominants. She had read how rough it could get. She was prepared mentally for it, but the physical part was another story. She couldn’t continue. She needed to come. Her swollen pussy was weeping as Jeff continued his slow, loving assault. Even Caleb’s licking her neck and spanking her was heightening her arousal, but yet every time she came close, they backed away.
She was exhausted. Her body was tired, and her pussy was to the point of hurting, and yet they refused her orgasm.
“Please. I need to come,” she whimpered and begged, pleading with them to allow her this release.
“You wanna come, Janie. We would love to see you come,” Caleb whispered as he teased her ass with his cock, popping his head in and out of her hole, driving her further into agony.
“Yes, Caleb, please let me come.”
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