Dawning, Dee - Naked Research (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Dee Dawning

  When the song was over, everyone cheered and yelled, “Make a wish.”

  She wiped the tears that began to stream down her cheeks away with her napkin and made a wish. Let Kevin and Vince be truly wild about me and let tonight be as memorable as three weeks ago.

  The candles didn’t stand a chance. She blew them all out in one second and all six of them clapped. The cake was to die for. “Did you bake this?” She asked Vince.

  He nodded then explained, “I picked up a lot working as a cook in a fancy restaurant while I went to school.”

  After Gerta cleared and washed all the dishes, she and Saul seemed ready to call it a night. She and Saul came over to Becca. “I wanted to introduce myself.” She offered her hand and Becca took it. “I am Greta Cohen and this is my husband Saul.”

  He nodded.

  “You are both very talented.”

  “Thank you, you are most gracious, but, alas, we do this as a hobby. You, on the other hand, are the talented one. I found out tonight you are Rebecca Roth. You are my absolute favorite author.” She nudged Saul. “Isn’t she?”

  “Yes, mine too.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Ach, think nothing of it. You are also so beautiful. I looked though all of my books looking for a beautiful blonde lady, but your photo wasn’t on your books. Anyway, I just wanted to say hi. Are you ready, Saul?”

  “I am.”

  “Good.” Gerta leaned down and kissing her cheek, she whispered, “These are good boys. They went crazy over you when you left.” She pulled away and left.

  Kevin rose and suggested, “It’s time for some dance music.” He moseyed over to the mp3 player.

  Vinnie stood too. “Would you lovely ladies like to sit in the living room?”

  Becca nodded, slid her chair out, and rose. Zoe followed suit. She sat next to Vince on the couch and Zoe sat in the matching loveseat. Soon the music started and Kevin returned. She worried that things might get awkward for Zoe, but when Vince took her hand and rose to dance, Kevin went over and asked her. When the song was over, they switched partners.

  And so it went for six songs with Becca’s partner for each dance getting more and more sensual. It was affecting her and soon she wished she hadn’t asked Zoe to remain. Zoe must have sensed it too. When Becca was about to tell her she could go home, Zoe told Vince, who she danced with, “I’m getting tired. Would you be a doll and point out which direction the guest bedroom lies.”

  He smiled and took her hand. “I’ll do better. I’ll show you.”

  Lights were low and smoke from the birthday cake candles wafted through the air, creating a nebulous haze. When Vince returned a few seconds later, he snuggled up behind her, his hardness digging into her back as Kevin and she swayed to Diana Ross’s “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough.”

  Turning when the song ended, she faced Vince. With Kevin behind her, their feet barely moved on the dance floor as they swayed back and forth, body parts rubbing to the country beat of Gretchen Wilson’s “Heaven Help Me.”

  Kevin ground his rigid manhood into the sway of her back. His lips, leaving damp kisses on her neck, sent shivers through her while his busy hands surrounding each breast.

  If that wasn’t sensual enough, Vince’s tongue buried in her mouth while his hands roved her body. She drifted in a fog of desire, and when Vince’s hand felt her crotch through her gown, she knew the dress had to go.

  Since she wore no bra, when her gown was gone, she was bare except for panties, a garter belt, and stockings. Almost naked, the urgency of her partners increased. Vince’s middle finger slipped between her legs and shunted her moist panties aside, then rubbed her clit. Kevin nudged his face into the crook of her neck while Vince nibbled on her ear lobe. As the pace of her breathing increased, their musky aroma entered her nose and lungs. Kevin’s warm breath on her neck piqued her nipples. Her arousal was so great she was theirs whenever they wanted her.

  A tingling began deep in her womb, which ignited into an ember of desire. Vince sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled on it. His smooth, wet tongue parted her lips and invaded her mouth. Her pulse quickened and pussy clenched. Kevin’s talented digits wrapped around her and toyed with her hard, swollen nipples. His hand wandering over her breasts excited her.

  She sucked in a huge breath as Kevin’s daring hand slid into her panties and rubbed her bare ass. He was a wicked boy and to her surprise, this appealed to her. Knowing what her mission was, she boldly pushed her ass onto his hand and cock. Kevin removed the garter straps from her nylons then pulled the belt down over her knees and off. The heat in her core continued to grow, bursting into a smoldering flame of passion as Kevin dragged her panties down and over her red Manolo Blahnik three-inch heeled sandals.

  As Vince’s clever fingers dipped into her hungry, soaking wet recess, his soft lips engulfed and sucked on her erect nipple, Kevin ran his fingers up and down the crack of her ass. Somewhere along the way they stopped pretending to dance. She now bore the full brunt of her lover’s lust. Naked except for shoes and stockings, she closed her eyes and pictured them naked as well. Her breathing ceased when Vince’s wonderful fingers found her clit. She reeled from dizzying sensations as the ball of fire in her womb grew ever more demanding. Her body hummed as violent sensations pent up inside, demanded release and drove her crazy.

  So many hands, fingers, tongues and lips with two cocks to go. Her heart raced as she shook like a leaf and felt like a wreck, but she loved it. Deciding to get in the game, she spun so both men were in front and center. Her hands wandered to their cocks, which she squeezed and stroked through their slacks. Gasps and moans coincided with each stroke.

  Her fingers took hold of the zippers, and with sighs of anticipation from her men, she slowly dragged them down, then slipped her hands inside and stroked them. Vince’s stubborn lips let go of her nipple as his head flew backward and Kevin stiffened in more ways than one.

  Her pussy was nothing but liquid fire, aching to be reamed. She whispered breathily, loud enough for each to hear, “I’ve had all I can take. Unless you’re prepared to fuck me on the couch, let’s go in the bedroom.”

  Chapter Eleven

  A Climactic Night

  Before she knew what happened, Kevin scooped her up, carried her into Vince’s bedroom, and set her down. She gazed around the room in awe. At least two dozen bouquets, a dozen roses each, decorated the room and were lit by candlelight from dozens of flickering candles.

  While admiring the beautiful sights, she sat on the bed and felt something under her. She stood and stared at the bed. What she had thought was a red and white bedspread was in fact a sprinkling of red rose petals over white satin sheets. Never had she felt so adored. In shock, she lay back on the rose petal covered bed and took in their fragrance.

  Then Kevin reminded her of what we were there for when he inserted two fingers into her pussy. She gasped and squirmed. It was time to get down to business.

  “You are good and wet.”

  She rolled her eyes. I wonder why.

  Vince and Kevin slipped their unfastened slacks over their feet.

  As they straightened, she ogled their taut masculinity and hungered for them to be buried in her. Kevin asked, “What would you like to do?”

  She felt a flush pass through her. The moment of truth arrived. “Did Zoe tell you anything?”

  He nodded. “She said you wanted feel both of us in you at the same time. Your pussy and your anus. Is that right?”

  Her breasts jiggled when she nodded. “I need to experience it for my book. Is it all right? Do you mind?”

  “Of course not. We’ll do anything you want. Have you done anything to get ready?”

  “Just my vibrator. I got to where I could stick my vibrator in my rear.”

  “Anything else?”

  She shook her head.

  “That’s fine. I’ll prep you. Would you like to do that first or later?”

  “First.”

  “Vinc
e, I have a tube of lubricant in my bathroom. Why don’t you look for it, while I get Dede in position and start preparing her?”

  “Sure thing, Kev.” He hopped out of bed and padded to Kevin’s bedroom.

  “Okay, baby. I need you on your knees.”

  She rolled over and rose onto her knees. “What now?”

  “I’ll have to do some embarrassing things to you. Are you sure about this?”

  “Yes, I have to see what it feels like in order to finish my book.”

  Kevin handed her a pillow. “Lean forward, wrap your arms around the pillow and rest on your arms.”

  Following his direction, she bent forward.

  Vince sidled up to Kevin. “Here’s a tube of lubricant.”

  “Good.”

  Kevin grasped her legs just below her knees and pushed them apart. “Lover, I need you to spread your fabulous legs.”

  She spread them until he stopped pushing.

  “Perfect. Now, bend your back, so that your nice, round, ripe ass is sticking up high and your little puckered hole is begging to be violated.”

  She ignored another flush of heat that washed over her. She bent her back downward and wiggled her ass. “How’s that?”

  “Just right.” Kevin placed a hand on each cheek of her ass, and spread her little rosebud with his thumbs. Then he bent down and reamed her tight little asshole with his tongue.

  “Mmm, I like that.”

  “I do too, baby. I love every luscious inch of you.”

  He continued for thirty seconds then straightened. Squeezing lubricant on his finger, he slowly shoved it in her rectum. She stiffened as the finger crept deeper and deeper, but didn’t say anything. When his finger hilted, he rotated it back and forth. “Does it hurt?”

  It hurt, but she said, “It did at first, but not much now.”

  “Good. I’m going to use two fingers.” He pulled his finger out and slid two back in. “Vince, we need to keep her excited. While I do this, can you stimulate her pussy and clit?”

  “Gladly, I was beginning to feel irrelevant.”

  “You could never be irrelevant, baby,” she assured him.

  He lay beside her, in the opposite direction. With his head by her knee his hand reached up and fingered her and massaged her clitoris.

  “Mmm, that feels good, too.”

  After adding another layer of lubricant, Kevin pushed two fingers in her butt even slower than before. Once in, he again rotated his fingers back and forth. “Are you all right babe?”

  “It hurts a little. I just need to get used to it.”

  In addition to rotating his fingers, he began to pull out and push in. “Let me know when the pain is almost gone.”

  After a few more strokes of his fingers, she announced, “It’s better. It feels good.”

  He pulled his two fingers out. “Good. I think you might be ready. Does it matter who is where?”

  “I think so. I pictured you in my vagina and Vince’s in my rear. Is that all right?”

  “Anything you want, babe. It’s your party.”

  “You hear that, Vince? Get up here so you can lube up. You have been privileged to pop Dede’s anal cherry.”

  Vince scrambled up beside Kevin and took the tube of lube jelly, and then he poured a good amount on his cock and spread it the length. Kevin handed him a tissue to wipe his hand, then Vince aimed his cock at the expanded opening and slowly pushed forward. It went in a couple inches.

  She gasped, shivering to her toes.

  “Did it hurt?” asked Vince.

  Though it hurt more than she felt comfortable with, it was her secret. “Just a little.”

  Vince pushed in again and slid in a couple more inches, with the same painful result. He retreated an inch and then thrust in again. “It’s almost in baby. How does it feel?”

  She lied. “Fabulous. I can’t wait to have Kevin in me at the same time.”

  “Good, as soon as I stroke you a few more times, we’ll try both of us in you.”

  It still hurt, but each new intrusion showed promise. With each stroke, the pain began to merge with a form of pleasure she’d never felt before. Each thrust from Vince’s cock set off nerves she never realized she had, sending delightful fireworks through her body.

  When they were satisfied she was ready, Vince buried his long cock in her ass to the hilt and pleasure pains shot through her. Holding her tight around the waist, he surprised her by rolling sideways onto his back, where she laid atop of him with his shaft buried deep in her colon.

  They were near the edge of the bed, so Vince maneuvered around until his legs rested on the floor. She rested her feet on his knees and Kevin edged up between their legs to her exposed pussy. Setting his thick cock at the entrance to her womanly lair, he slammed into her hard. Despite his girth, it went in with a single thrust. “How does it feel?”

  Double penetration! She had two good-sized cocks simultaneously in her, less than an inch apart. How did it feel? Full, but she knew from everything she’d read and heard that would be the case. “Stuffed!” She laughed. “Actually, it feels great so far, just start moving, I’ll be fine.” Heeding her request, their cocks began to move—first Vince, then Kevin, moving in and out. She wasn’t able move around much. She was pinned in place while every inch of her lovers pounded her with their stiff, oversized weapons.

  Her fingers closed into a fist and grasped the sheets in a tight ball. She gasped from the wild sensations that coursed through her.

  Kevin’s shaft assaulted her from the front and Vince’s cock took her from the rear. The quick rhythm of her heart beat against her breastbone. It hurt a little, but it felt far better than it hurt. Every nerve-rattling stroke called forth a soft cry from her throat. She felt numb from the plethora of carnal sensations she experienced, but she loved it.

  The sensations she experienced overwhelmed her and within a short time she was on the brink of a huge, double penetration orgasm. “Oh, my God. I’m coming.” As the whirlwind of erotic sex swirled around her, she screamed her joy. “Oh my fucking God, I feel it everywhere!” She whimpered, then pleaded, “That’s it, keep it up harder, faster!” Vince fucked her harder but Kevin didn’t. Instead, he ground himself deep into her, caressing her sensitive bundle of nerve endings, sending magical impulses crashing through her.

  Seconds before she’d calmed down. Kevin tensed and yelled, “I’m coming too, baby.” Convulsing erratically, she felt spurts of his semen pulsing through the latex sheath he wore.

  Then it was Vince’s turn. “Jesus. I’m gonna blow a bundle in your tight little ass baby.”

  * * * *

  After four hours of bliss, she was a contented lady. And grateful to her PITA personal assistant. She didn’t know whether to give her a raise or a bonus. Hell, if Three for All sells well, she may do both.

  After her first double penetration, she had just anal sex alone and then they did double penetration once more. When it came time to write about it, she wanted her anal sex experience to be rooted in her memory banks. As a nice little twist, while Kevin had his dick in her ass, Vince ate her pussy. That was to die for and good for multiple orgasms alone. Did she mention that both her men loved eating pussy—her pussy—and were exceedingly good at it?

  Like before, she had eleven climaxes. She could get spoiled real easy, but unlike last time, this time she wasn’t going anywhere.

  Oh, she was still certain she would fall in love with them, but Kevin and Vince had instilled a degree of confidence she lacked three weeks ago. She didn’t know if their relationship would last, but she decided the rewards exceeded the risks and she no longer felt it was a long shot.

  Chapter Twelve

  Commitment

  Becca woke the next morning sandwiched between two burgeoning pricks. One protruded into the crack of her ass while the other poked into her crotch, inches from her pussy, which felt irritated to boot.

  She rolled onto her back and ran her hand between her legs. It was sore all rig
ht. I wonder why? Pussy probably received a thousand stokes last night. She ran her hand down further. It was tender too. Sorry, boys. There’ll be no morning or afternoon delight today.

  Kevin and Vince must have suspected they overdid it, because just before they went to sleep, Vince said, “You don’t have to worry. Kevin and I had a talk about our sex life with you. We know that having sex with both of us creates twice as much wear and tear on you as it does on us, so we’re willing to cede final say in our sex life to you.”

  She wasn’t sure what they meant, but Kevin explained it further.

  “In other words, if you’re sore in the morning, which I’d be surprised if you weren’t, you won’t have to worry about us forcing or even coercing you to have sex.”

  At the time, she thought that was sweet, but now she knew why they did it.

  She raised up on her elbows and glanced over Kevin at the clock on the nightstand. It read 7:49. She remembered Zoe had spent the night and she suddenly felt a need to see her and make sure she was all right. She raised a leg and lifted it over Kevin. Placing her knee firmly on the other side of him, she brought her other leg over him in a rolling motion. It worked, but she hadn’t taken her momentum into account and she ended up on the floor on her ass.

  She assessed the situation. She was still naked from last night and her only garment from the previous night was her eighteen hundred dollar evening gown. Though Zoe had seen her naked before, it didn’t seem right to traipse around her boyfriends’ house naked. I did it. I actually said boyfriends and didn’t get hives. In fact, she liked it. She was now ready to embrace something that had been missing from her life—commitment.

  She scooted to her feet and went to Vince’s closet to scrounge something to wear. It didn’t long to spot a row of long sleeved business shirts. She pulled a salmon one off the hanger and slipped it on. She smiled when she smelled his odor in his shirt. Vince was the smaller of the two at five ten, however it still hung on her and the sleeves were too long. After folding the sleeves up to three quarter arm, she peeked in a mirror. She didn’t have panties on, but she was sure Zoe didn’t care. Besides, the shirttail hung halfway down to her knees.