Teaching Bettina (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Louisa Neil

  “Are you still sure?” Stewart asked her.

  “More than sure. I need to feel you both inside me. I need you to take my virginity and use me as you want to, as you really want to without being afraid to scare or hurt me.” Bettina drew a breath and slowly let it out. “I need, Stewart.”

  “What do you need, Bettina?” Gaston asked, glancing up from between thighs with a devilish grin on his wet, shiny lips.

  “I need for you to satisfy this heated feeling inside me.”

  She accepted Stewart’s kiss while Gaston continued to lick her and use his fingers in her pussy. When he grasped her thighs and pushed her legs higher, she sighed as his tongue licked her anus. Deep inside, she knew they’d do this to her, had seen the women at Phoebe’s take cocks up their anus, but now they would do it to her. A bit of fear began to creep inside her, but he only pushed the tip of his finger inside her. When she was ready for him to force his finger deeper in her, he didn’t. She was slightly disappointed, but relaxed back. He continued to lick her, front to back, and gently moved his fingers inside her with a rhythmic motion.

  “She’s ready,” Gaston said, moving from his position to lie beside her and suck her nipple, the pull of his lips going directly to her pussy. When Stewart took Gaston’s place between her legs she knew the time had come. He, too, licked her from front to back. Then he moved away and came to stand beside her head. It was now natural for her to turn and pull his erection between her lips. When she began to taste his seed, he pulled away and moved back between her legs.

  “This might hurt for only a moment,” he told her, and with one hand holding the base of his cock, moved forward. She closed her eyes as he inched forward. When his tip separated her lips, she decided it wasn’t so bad. Then Gaston began to massage her breasts with his hands, covering them, pinching them, and finally licking them harder than he ever had before. Bettina accepted she liked it and wanted more, wanted every experience they could show her indecent or not.

  “Oh yes, Gaston. Suck my breasts harder. Use your beard against my skin. It makes me tingle all over.”

  He did, and while she was enjoying the tingling pull of his lips, she felt Stewart’s cock gliding inside her. He hesitated a few times, pulling back slightly before pushing forward.

  Bettina found it quite frustrating that just when she was prepared to take his full length into her body, he’d recede. She stared up at him, holding his gaze. “Don’t make me wait any longer, Stewart. Do it, make me yours in all ways. Stop teasing me. I want to feel you pulse inside me as you do against my mouth.”

  Bettina watched a smile cross between him and Gaston as his grasp on her thighs intensified. She felt him let his weight fall forward, spreading her pussy lips further until she thought she might split in two. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more she felt his body against hers, the base of his cock grinding against her skin.

  “You’re no longer a virgin, Bettina,” Stewart said as he pushed a fraction deeper. For a blinding second she froze. She wasn’t sure if it was pain or the expectation of pain but it was gone in seconds. Gaston changed the suction on her nipples, and Stewart began to ease back. She reached for him, trying to hold him in place until she realized he wouldn’t pull away completely. In no time, her body was reacting to his, absorbing his thrusts and feeling empty when he withdrew. “I never want this feeling to end,” she whispered, more to herself than to the men. As if they had a nonverbal cue she was unaware of, the men stopped their movements. “Noooooo,” she cried out.

  Gaston pinched her nipple between his fingers one last time before he and Stewart changed places. She watched as Stewart stood beside the bed and grabbed the cloth he’d dropped there earlier, wiping his cock. She saw the red smear of her virginity on the cloth and relaxed. The worst was over. Gaston moved between her legs and thrust his cock inside her in one movement. It didn’t hurt as she assumed. Instead, her body overrode her fears and began moving with him, trying to tug him within her private walls. Soon she was accepting him deeper and deeper in her body. It was an amazing feeling to have her body stretched so.

  “Hell,” Gaston said to Stewart. “It’s like she’s a slippery velvet glove pulsing around me.”

  “I know,” Steward said with a slight laugh. “That’s why I pulled out when I did or I’d have come inside her.” The men smiled at each other and Gaston plunged deeper.

  In a moment of clarity, she finally knew how the women at Phoebe’s let the men do this to them. While Bettina didn’t want to have multiple men, she’d be happy with these two forever. The men changed places again. Even with her eyes closed, she knew which man was doing what to her. Gaston’s soft beard against her skin let her know who was where. One would fuck her pussy while the other taunted her nipples with their fingers and mouths. Back and forth they went until she’d felt several moments of her own release, acknowledging the uncontrollable waves of orgasm. Then in a surprising move, they both left her untouched for several seconds. When she realized they’d stopped, she opened her eyes to watch their next move, afraid somehow she’d displeasured them. In unison, the men reached to her waist and turned her over onto her belly. One of the men pulled her to the foot of the bed and the other propped her hips up on a pile of pillows.

  “We’re going to come on you, Tina.”

  “Do whatever you want to with me.” Once she accepted they weren’t going to stop, she was too sated to argue. She knew what they would do next and tried not to panic. The only time she’d had something up her bum was when the doctor was checking her. He was harsh and she was dry. It hurt a lot. But as she remembered that moment, she felt their loads of cum splashing onto her buttocks and thighs, running between her legs down onto her anus and pussy.

  Both of the men were using their hands to wipe their come on her, all around her. They used it to ease their fingers in her pussy and, eventually, in her anus. When she was prepared for the pain, it didn’t come. It felt different then when they stretched her pussy, but it didn’t hurt like she was prepared for. It was hard for her not to push back against their intrusions, but innately she knew this wasn’t the time to become demonstrative, at least not yet.

  When she wished they would penetrate her anus with their cocks, they didn’t. Each man took another turn fucking her pussy from behind. As they did, they would use their finger in her anus while their cock stretched her pussy. It felt disconcerting and wonderful at the same time. She’d been prepared for them to take her butt, but they hadn’t. Now it was all she could think about, the want and need to feel her body stretch around their cocks in this new place. She was relieved and disappointed equally that they hadn’t.

  She knew from their motions, from their rasping breathing and jerking bodies, they both left their second load of seed inside her. Gaston came first. When he backed away, his warm seed began to ease from her pussy. When Stewart drove into her, her pussy accepted his strokes with ease. Bettina felt a strange pride as cum dripped onto her thighs each time he withdrew. After several more thrusts, he added his cream to Gaston’s. He leaned over her back only a few moments before he backed away, leaving her newly initiated vagina slick but empty. They turned her onto her back and drew her up on the bed and came to lie on either side of her.

  “You did well tonight, Tina. Did we hurt you?” Gaston sounded sleepy.

  “No. I was prepared for it to hurt but it didn’t. Are you asking so we can do it again?”

  “No. You’ve had enough for tonight, and so have Gaston and I. Sleep now. Tomorrow will come soon enough.”

  “If you’re sure,” she whispered and turned when Gaston laughed at her.

  “Stewart, I think we’ve created a problem. She likes it too much. We’ll never get any rest.”

  “What a way to live,” he answered and yawned. “Tomorrow you may be sore. Stay in bed and sleep late.”

  “You’ll come to me tomorrow night?”

  “Yes, we’ll come to you tomorrow night. Now sleep, Bettina.” Gaston dropped
his arm over her waist and nuzzled against her neck. Stewart did the same but laid his head on her chest. She snuggled down between the men and wrapped an arm around each of them. She was exhausted but didn’t want to forget how she felt tonight, ever.

  The next morning she woke alone. While it bothered her, she knew the men would have to leave her room before the servants started work for the day. “Don’t get greedy, Bettina,” she chastised herself. Her life had changed so much in a few short weeks, she wanted to enjoy each one, but she found it hard to wait. If she were a woman who had been brought up differently, she might have been scared of the unknown. In fact, she had been frightened of the unknown. But she accepted she’d been blessed with Stewart and Gaston. After a yawn and a stretch, she decided to just close her eyes for a few minutes.

  * * * *

  Bettina was a bit sore in her private area that morning, but not what she’d been prepared for. Thankfully, her men had taken care of her, had made sure she wasn’t dry when they pumped their cocks into her body. It seemed the longest day she ever experienced, waiting for darkness to fall. She thought to use her own fingers in her pussy during the long, dull afternoon but forced herself to refrain. She wanted to impale her body on their steely rods. She allowed herself to tweak her nipples and palm her breasts while she rested, but it wasn’t as satisfying as when the men touched her.

  Tonight, as they had their evening meal together, they told her they had work to do and they would meet her later. Again, they told her to stay dressed until they came to her.

  She paced her bedroom anxiously until they finally arrived. As they had last night when they came to her, they wore only trousers and shirts. Tonight, they took off her dress before they let her drop to her knees and swallow their cocks. She knew it was different because they continued to stare at her breasts.

  She was beginning to read their bodies. How they reacted to her touch and her lips. Tonight, she pulled each man deeper down her throat. It gave her a new pride to take them to their roots. It was the look of surprise, then pleasure on their expressions that made her know she was doing it right. She could taste the beginnings of their salty cum on her tongue.

  Again tonight, before she could get them to come, they stood her up and ran their hands all over her body. There wasn’t a place they didn’t touch or kiss. When they laid her down on the bed, they took turns, one man at her breasts, kissing her lips and fondling them, while the other man licked her pussy and anus.

  When they switched, she could feel Gaston’s beard against her thighs. It was a light sensation that thrilled her. As they did last night, they took turns fucking her pussy with their fingers while they licked at her before finally penetrating her with their cocks. They turned her onto her belly as they had last night, propping her on pillows and licking her from behind. Then she felt the warmth of their seed spraying on her buttocks. The men used their cum to ease their fingers into her body, both pussy and anus. They spent a long time using their fingers on her and in her.

  “I’m so full,” she said with a sigh when the men had two fingers in her pussy and two in her anus. “What else will you do to me?”

  “What else do you want?”

  “I thought since you put your fingers back there, you might put your cocks there, too.”

  “You’re not afraid we’ll hurt you?” Gaston stopped and looked at her.

  “No, you haven’t hurt me yet.” She glanced over her shoulder and watched the men look to each other and back to her. “I know you want to do it. The longer you take, the more I’ll think it will hurt.” She reached her hand back and ran her fingers through their cum. In a bold act, she inched back, raising her buttocks higher toward them.

  “You try my patience, Tina.” Gaston let out an exasperated breath as he moved behind her. She let out a relieved sigh when she realized he would probe her anus with his member. That the time was now, that he’d finally do it right now. It was intimidating and exciting at the same time.

  Stewart came beside her and kissed her lips. She knew Gaston was behind her, knew it was his fingers stretching her anus wide as they’d done with her pussy. Stewart reached forward and grasped her breasts, pinching both her nipples harder than ever before as Gaston forced his cock deep in her virginal anus. She thought to cry out, but her body betrayed her. The instant pain turned to a strange pleasure. That flash of pain had been more of the unknown. Now all she felt was a new itch to be soothed. As when they fucked her pussy, she was afraid he’d pull out. But as he’d inch back, he push forward, filling her again.

  Her fingers grabbed the sheeting as her body took him in. Then the ultimate thing happened. Her body grasped at his cock, and she felt a new kind of release, one that had dots of colored lights reflecting on her closed eyelids. It was an amazing feeling, one of warmth, release, and power. “Oh my,” she said, laughing at her own statement.

  “Mine,” Gaston said as he leaned over her back and whispered in her ear. “We’re going to change places,” he told her, and before she could stop him, he withdrew. Stewart left her swollen breasts and quickly mounted her from behind, pumping his cock in and out of her ass. It didn’t hurt this time at all. He moved differently inside her. He wasn’t as gentle as Gaston had been. Instead, he fucked her as he had her pussy, with full, deep thrusts until the mounting pressure within her exploded in waves of slick release. She felt his body quiver within her as he moaned at his orgasm.

  Gaston moved beside her and kissed her while he squeezed her breasts. She was lost in a haze of kisses and cocks. “Are you still okay, Bettina?”

  “Yes, I’m wonderful. What else do you want?”

  “We’ll try something. Tell us if you like it.” She turned her head and watched him pad to the bathing room, returning with a wet cloth he used on his cock, cleaning himself before dropping onto the bed on his back. Stewart pulled his cock from her ass and she was instantly disappointed. He lifted her by the waist and lowered her over Gaston. With a bit of shifting, she managed to take Gaston’s cock in her pussy.

  She liked being on top, liked that she could see his eyes and run her fingers through his hair and beard. Then she felt the bed sink a bit as Stewart moved behind them. “Take a deep breath,” he told her and she did.

  It was harder for him to get his cock back in her anus with Gaston’s in her pussy, but with a bit of shifting, he popped inside her. Both men stilled under her. Instinct had her using her inner muscles to pulse around them.

  “Tina, stop that or we’ll come.”

  “Stop what?”

  “Stop using your muscles to tease us.”

  “Am I doing that?” she asked Gaston.

  “Yes, you are. Just relax. I know we’re stretching you beyond anything you’d thought possible. Just let Stewart move.”

  “Christ, she was tight with just my cock in her, but with us both in her, she’s like a satiny velvet vise against my dick.”

  “Is that bad?” She wasn’t prepared for the men to start laughing at her.

  “No. Now be still and let Stewart fuck us both.”

  She stilled, lying over Gaston’s chest, his cock deep in her pussy while Stewart made short motions with his in her anus. He didn’t take long strokes as he had earlier. This time he pulled out only a bit and pushed back.

  “If you keep doing that, I’m going to find my release again,” she warned the men.

  “Take it, “Stewart told her.

  Gaston was holding her waist tight to him. She closed her eyes and began to think about what they would look like and what they were actually doing. What she once considered appalling and depraved no long held that stigma. If this was what sex could feel like, she’d accept wicked as her new lifestyle. The idea that she actually longed for more made her body clench. That was enough for her body to clamp down on both of their cocks. Gaston groaned, and Stewart thrust one last time before dropping his weight over her back. Her body shook with and uncontrollable wave of pleasure, yet still wanted more.

  They la
y there as one complete unit for several minutes until Stewart groaned and lifted himself from her body. He dropped down beside Gaston, his body in a sweat. Gaston gently tried to lift her off him, but she didn’t let him. Instead, she sat back with his cock still in her pussy. Her legs were spread wide over his thighs, and she shifted slightly forward and back, boring down until her clit rubbed against his junction. Those deliberate movements had her body reacting. She could feel Gaston’s cock inside her, could feel his cum slipping from her with each movement she made. At the same time, Stewart’s seed was starting to drip from her anus. She didn’t care. In a moment of absolute abandon, she lifted her hands and grasped her own breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples harder than either man had.

  She pumped her breasts only a few times before her body reacted, pulsing at Gaston’s cock while her nipple pinches sent a ripple through her body. After that, she let her weight slide down onto Gaston’s chest. She rested only a bit before letting her weight fall to the side, leaving her tucked tightly between the men.

  “Did I do it right?”

  Both men laughed at her. “Just right,” Gaston told her while Stewart pushed her damp brunette curls from her forehead and kissed her there.

  “Can we do it again?”

  “In time, Tina. You’ll be sore tomorrow.” Stewart’s tone left no room for her to argue.

  “All right,” she sighed, snuggling between them. “Thank you for yesterday and today. This is the best birthday I ever had.” Bettina had a sudden burst of angst, remembering she was lying to them about her age, but she was exhausted and her body felt like it never had before. She decided this wasn’t the time to confess her lie, and closed her eyes just for a moment.

  When Bettina woke, she was in her bed and under the covers. Both the men were gone, along with the cloth they’d used to clean their cocks. She glanced to the windows and realized it was light outside. They warned her she’d be sore today, so she slowly left the bed and headed to her private toilette. She didn’t feel sore until she used the chamber pot. Then she felt a new kind of tenderness.