Big, Blooming and Wild! Mulberrilicious

by Michelle Hasker

  “You don’t?” His movement hesitated, so she pushed back into him.

  “No. It kind of turns me on.”

  “You like being watched?”

  “I didn’t know that I did, but I sure like it right now.” She burned from embarrassment. She’d said way too much. Admitted way too much. Though it was true, she hadn’t known she’d like it and she did. Really liked it.

  “We could make a video.”

  The idea made her hesitate. She’d been totally honest before; she should continue that way. It was the least she could give him with his dick sliding in and out of her.

  “I don’t think I want to make a video. It’s different when you see them watching you. Besides, all this talk is ruining the moment. I was on the verge of coming when you started talking about Monroe.”

  “Do you want him to join us?” He groaned and tightened his grip on her hips. “Judging by how tight your pussy just squeezed me, I’d say you like that idea.”

  “I don’t know. But it has always been a secret fantasy of mine to have two men make love to me at the same time.” She wanted to kick herself. “Why do I confess all my secrets to you?”

  “Because you trust me?”

  “I barely know you.”

  “Yet you know more than you think.” Geoff reached around and palmed her breasts. He squeezed them, massaged them, before plucking at her nipples.

  Trisha let her head hang as she focused on the streaks of pleasure racing through her. Geoff was very good at this. Expert, even. He bit her neck hard enough to surprise her. The pain shot straight to her pussy. He bit harder, then laved the spot with his tongue before biting her again. This time he sucked on her, and she came, screaming in pleasure as her orgasm exploded around her. On and on it went, each stroke of his long, hard cock and each suck on her neck drawing out her spasms until she whimpered. From pleasure or exhaustion, she didn’t know.

  Geoff shouted as he came, his hot cum filling her, making her body tingle as he thrust harder a few more times. He leaned against her back, gently kissing her neck when he was finished. She shivered and wondered how she could have been missing out on this much pleasure her whole life.

  “Sorry,” he whispered gently after a few minutes. “I tried to hold out.”

  She choked. “Hold out? For what? I came harder than I ever have in my entire life.”

  “I wanted to give you more pleasure.”

  Trisha smiled as she pulled free, wincing in loss as his semi-hard cock slid from her. She turned and faced him, putting her hand on his chest and trying not to moan from his hardness. “Trust me, Geoff, that was better than any of my other experiences.”

  “Because Monroe was watching?”

  “I think your self-esteem is about as low as mine.” She laughed.

  His hands moved up to cup her breasts again. He leaned down and licked first one nipple, then the other, before sucking on the first, then the other. If he bit them next she would scream.

  He bit them, but she didn’t scream. No, the sound that gurgled from between her lips could not be construed as a scream. Whatever it had been.

  Geoff chuckled and repeated the action. Trisha gasped, all air sucked from her body in the pleasure-pain. Bite. Lick. Bite. Suck. Nibble. Pinch. Lick. Bite. Suck. Again and again he tormented her breasts. Playing, teasing and massaging them until she was a bundle of quivering nerves. Never ever had she come from someone only stimulating her breasts. She always needed her clit played with.

  The thought vanished with a cry as she came in a blaze of white-hot orgasmic bliss. Geoff caught her in his arms. He lifted her out of the tub and onto a lounger. Even as she wondered at his strength, she faded into the darkness that beckoned.

  Chapter Four

  “You’ll talk to her?”

  Geoff stared at Monroe. “Yes, I’ll talk to her.”

  “Watching you fuck her was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. The expression on her face when you were taking her from behind is engraved in my mind. I want her, Geoff. I want to taste her, fuck her, make her ours.”

  “Calm down.” Geoff stroked his lover’s arm. “She will be ours, but you can’t be all Neanderthal about it. She will need wooing. I sense pain in her past. Lots of it. We need to take it slow and easy with her. If we want to keep her.”

  “I know you want to keep her.”

  “I do. But I also know her better than you do.”

  “Only because I stayed back while you dated her. It’s my turn.” Monroe tackled Geoff and pinned him to the living room floor.

  Geoff didn’t struggle even though he knew that would arouse Monroe. “I already suggested we ask you in for a threesome.” Monroe stared into his eyes. Geoff wondered if he would drown in those eyes. Dark as midnight and as bottomless as… anything. Today they were dark and stormy, like turbulent water. He could tell Monroe needed it hard, and it was a good thing because Geoff wanted it that way.

  “As much as I like that idea, right now I like the idea of sinking my cock into you even better.”

  Geoff loved how Monroe nearly shook from need. Knowing exactly what his best friend needed, Geoff sat up and freed Monroe’s dick from his pants. Slowly, lovingly, he caressed Monroe’s cock. First with his fingertips, then with his hand. Next he teased him with his tongue before sucking the tip of his cock into his mouth.

  Monroe fisted his hands in Geoff’s hair while he thrust his cock deeper into Geoff’s mouth. He didn’t complain. He liked when his lover got forceful as much as he enjoyed the more gentle lovemaking sessions.

  Before he could enjoy bringing Monroe to orgasm and sucking down all his sweet cum, Monroe pulled back. Geoff teased the rings on his penis, circling it with his tongue, desperate to hold on to his delectable treat a little longer.

  One of the perks of being Botans was the sensitive rings on their dicks. Like rings on trees, it was one thing that definitely separated them from humans. If Trisha saw their ringed dicks she was sure to freak and think they were diseased. While that was far from the truth, he didn’t want to have to explain everything to her until they were sure she would keep their secret. Not that everyone would believe a tale about alien shape-shifting trees, but things weren’t like they were in the old days. It was getting harder and harder to keep their identity a secret.

  “Hands and knees, Geoff.” His voice was gruff, but the love in Monroe’s voice was unmistakable.

  Geoff turned around and placed his hands on the ground. Monroe knelt behind him. The sound of something squirted was soon followed by the warm, wet sensation of Monroe’s finger and lube on his ass. He turned and looked at Monroe. “I love you.”

  “I know.” Monroe smiled, pushing the tip of his finger in Geoff’s ass. “I love you too.”

  “Trisha will not replace you.”

  “Or you.” Monroe leaned forward and pressed kisses on Geoff’s back. He slowly pressed his finger in deeper and deeper, smearing the lube inside Geoff. Suddenly he pulled back. Geoff heard the lube squirt again, and then Monroe’s cock pressed against his ass.

  He sucked in a deep breath and slowly released it as Monroe slid in deeper and deeper. Once Monroe filled him, he hesitated until Geoff could barely take it anymore. This was one thing they both savored. The feeling of oneness.

  Monroe began to move, in and out, stroking him long and deep, the sensation resonating through him. It didn’t take long for Monroe to come. He gripped Geoff tightly, grunting as he thrust a few more times before he pushed himself in as far as he could and held still.

  Geoff reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock. He’d given Monroe what he’d needed, now he’d see to his own needs. But before he could do more than stroke himself twice, Monroe pulled free, and guided Geoff onto his back.

  As Monroe took Geoff deep in his throat, Geoff prayed that Trisha would never come between them -- except in bed.

  * * *

  Trisha paced back and forth in front of the guys’ house. It had been two days since she’d made lo
ve to Geoff in the hot tub. Nerves had gotten the better of her when he’d not called or come to visit. She’d thought back over the night repeatedly, wondering what she’d done to chase him away. Perhaps it had been the fact she’d admitted enjoying having Monroe watch them. Maybe it was the way she’d been too eager for sex. Hell, it could have been any number of things. Could be that he found her too jiggly, although a lot of guys loved women with a little more meat on them. They didn’t hold back on the lovemaking as if they were a fragile flower.

  She could spend the whole time wondering, or she could just ask Geoff why he hadn’t called her again. Perhaps Monroe mentioned kissing her in the car. When he told Geoff that she hadn’t protested or slapped him, Geoff probably got mad and figured she was looking for sex from just anyone. She wasn’t, but he may have gotten that impression. Why did she have to be attracted to both of them?

  Drawing on all her courage, Trisha knocked on the door before she could chicken out. Seeing Monroe’s harsh expression almost made her run home, but she stood her ground. She’d only arrived a few minutes ago. She could not have possibly done anything to piss him off. “Hello, Monroe. I’d like to speak with Geoff please.”

  “He’s busy.”

  “Look.” She braced her hands against the door frame. “I want to talk to him. If I did something to scare him off, that’s fine, but I deserve to know if all he wanted was a quick fuck. Not that it was quick. I made him wait a week. But he could at least tell me that he didn’t want to see me again, instead of not saying anything at all. I mean, what kind of shitty thing is it to fuck someone and then leave them hanging? Just tell me if it’s over or not.”

  Monroe stared at her as if she had two heads.

  “I know I should have held out a little longer, but what does it matter if we’re both consenting? Was it that he found out you kissed me earlier? Did I fail a test by not slapping you? If I failed the test, then why did he still seduce me in the hot tub? Not that he was the only one seducing, but really. If he just wanted to fuck a fat girl, all you had to do was ask. We’re always so hard up for male attention that we’ll just fuck any ol’ convenient male.”

  Still Monroe stood there, his face filled with horror as he stared at her, unspeaking.

  “Stop looking at me like I’m a freak. I’m being sarcastic and you know it. Where’s the chicken shit and why are you protecting him? Just tell me it was sex and I’ll go away. But why did he pretend there was more? Why feign interest in me if all he wanted was a roll in the hay? I’ve got enough shit going wrong in my life right now, I don’t need this shit too.”

  At least this time Monroe’s mouth opened, but then he closed it without commenting.

  “Dude, I’m a little sick of this monologue.” She poked Monroe’s chest. Trying not to show her admiration for how hard he felt, she poked a little lower. Yep, abs were just as hard. Mountain men sure did have something going for them, that was for sure.

  He caught her hand in his and held her with a firm grasp. She gasped, and tried to tug her hand free, but couldn’t. Her fears quickly faded, to be replaced with anger when he did nothing more than hold her there. “Listen, bub, I’ve had about enough of this. Where’s Geoff?”

  “He went to the store for ice cream.”

  “Ice cream? At nine a.m.?”

  “He had a craving for cookies and cream.”

  “Cookies and cream?” Trisha blinked at him. “Are you kidding me?”

  Monroe tugged her inside, and she went with him weakly. Geoff wasn’t even here. At least he hadn’t heard her tirade, but surely Monroe would tell him all about the psycho bitch he was screwing. Great. She never failed to mess up a relationship. It was like Cupid hated her. Someone up there did.

  “He’ll be back soon. Why don’t you come in and wait?”

  “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I know you’re attracted to me, but I’m dating Geoff.”

  “Geoff already asked me about a threesome.”

  Trisha blinked and tried to think of what to say. So Geoff wasn’t hiding from her or dumping her. Not if he’d asked his roommate to have a ménage. It wasn’t until she felt Monroe’s thumb caressing her pulse that she realized he still held her wrist in his grasp. Half-heartedly, she tried to pull free. Monroe aroused sensations in her the same as Geoff did. Truth be told, she wasn’t sure which one she’d have picked to go out with if they’d both asked her at the same time.

  Monroe leaned close and sniffed her neck. Trisha shivered and tried to back away -- right into the door. He released her hand, but placed both his palms on the door, pinning her between him and a hard place. Her hands drifted of their own accord onto his chest. Between two hard places.

  As guilty as it made her feel, she couldn’t deny the incredible sensation pooling between her thighs. Monroe turned her on as much as Geoff, and the man wasn’t even touching her. Yet. Pressing her thighs together, Trisha tried to sneak past him, but froze when he lowered his face and nuzzled her neck.

  “You smell so good. So delicious. Edible.” He looked up at her, his eyes pinning her in place. She could sense his desire, and it fueled hers. “I just wanna lick you up and down and eat your pussy until you become delirious with pleasure.”

  Her legs weakened, and she’d have collapsed at his feet in a puddle of goo, but he pushed his knee between her thighs and held her up. Still pinned against the door, she was even closer to him now.

  His lips brushed over hers once. Twice. Then a third time. She surrendered on a moan. She kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Her insides tingled when he responded the same.

  With her hands fisting in his hair, she rode his thigh, unashamed of her actions even though a part of her knew she’d be horrified later. Tugging at his hair with a harsh grip, she met his kiss and devoured him as much as he tried to devour her. She was no delicate flower. She would take what he could dish out and then some.

  Monroe broke the kiss to nibble and lick his way to her ear. His breathing heavy, he whispered dirty things in her ear. Things that sent a shiver up her spine and weakened her already weak knees. She whimpered in need when he licked her sensitive earlobe.

  “I’m going to lick and nibble on your clit while thrusting my fingers deep into your cunt. I’m going to drive you to the brink of pleasure and then fuck you within an inch of your life. Hard and fast, I’m going to take you over the edge and beyond. I’m going to do it over and over again until you can’t walk. Until you can’t think of anything but fucking me.”

  Trisha grabbed onto his shoulders and stared breathlessly at the nape of his neck. Thoughts whirled round in her head, but the only thing she could focus on was his promise of pleasure. Geoff niggled at the back of her mind, but he’d wanted to invite Monroe in for a threesome. They were roommates. They’d probably shared women before.

  Monroe bit her neck. “You aren’t paying attention.”

  She frowned and looked at him. Instead of the bite hurting, she wanted him to bite her again. What was it with her and biting? She was a slut. “Such a slut.”

  “You may be a slut, but you’re my slut. And I’m going to make you scream like a well-loved slut.”

  Great, she’d spoken out loud.

  Monroe slowly slid down her body, his hands pausing a moment to caress her breasts before they moved to her stomach. She sucked in a deep breath and held it until his hands reached her skirt. She’d started wearing skirts for Geoff when he told her how much he loved looking at her sexy legs. Right now she wondered if it wasn’t for easy access, as Monroe sank to his knees.

  He bunched her skirt in his hands and thrust it up, shoving it up to her stomach, baring her white lacy thong to his gaze. She hated thongs, but had worn it to feel sexy. She’d been trying to feel better about Geoff not calling.

  Warm breath fanned across the fine lace a second before his tongue laved a path across her panties. She let out an inhuman sound, her knees buckling.

  “You poor deprived thing.”

  “Huh?” She st
ared down at Monroe through a haze of lust.

  “You are such a lovely specimen of woman. You deserve to be thoroughly loved. Have you ever been thoroughly loved?” he asked after another firm lick.

  “Oh, Goddess.” She struggled to gain control of her knees and stay upright. She didn’t want to do anything to make this gorgeous man change his mind about what she thought he was about to do.

  “Widen your stance and hold on to your skirt.”

  She obeyed without question, anticipation dancing through her veins. Trisha leaned back against the door, spreading her legs. Monroe tugged on her panties for a few seconds, then ripped them off and pressed a kiss to her mons before she could protest. Shock and pleasure rippled through her.

  “I can smell your desire.” His lips tickled her as he spoke. “Delicious. Enticing. Sexy.” He buried his face against her, wringing a moan from her lips. Never had a man ever seemed to really enjoy oral sex before. Not like this. Monroe acted like she was ambrosia and he was a starving god. A sex god.

  “Plump and juicy, just like a peach.” He slowly dragged his lips over her pussy. He repeated the motion with his tongue, and moaned. The sound made her pussy swell. She could feel her need coating her pussy. He licked her again, making appreciative noises. “I’d like to put you on a rack, tie you down, spread your legs, and feast on you all night long.”

  “Dear Goddess.” She whimpered again. Damn, she liked when he talked to her like this. None of her boyfriends had ever said anything like this. She liked it. She wanted more.

  He rubbed his thumbs over her saturated pussy, spreading her open. This time he used more force as he licked her, flicking his tongue against her clit before trailing down to dip the tip of his tongue into her.

  Trisha pushed down on his face, wanting more. Needing more.

  “That’s it, my greedy slut. Fuck my face with your delicious pussy. Rub your juices on my face and tongue. Let me taste you. Eat you. Lick you.”

  Embarrassment warred with need. She could tell he loved her movements. He was into eating her out, and that was something she’d not experienced to this extent. The man was truly enjoying himself, so why shouldn’t she?