“Mmmmm, a package deal…I like the sound of that,” Brant said, rubbing the bulging crotch of Carson’s weathered jeans. The sight of the men’s excitement sent an electric jolt through Faye’s pussy, and she felt like the luckiest woman in the world.
“Then it’s settled. On Monday we’ll go into town and sign the papers,” Carson said.
“Why not tomorrow?” Brant asked.
“We’ll need a long weekend to recover from tonight,” Carson said, chucking Brant’s chin. “After all, it’s sort of like our wedding night.”
*****
When the paperwork signed and sealed, they all agreed that the ranch was the best place for their honeymoon, and went back home as fast as they could.
Together they laid a fire in the Brant’s master bedroom fireplace and place wine glasses and bottles on the table beside the bed. Together they undressed and stood naked facing each other, like the points of a triangle. Faye’s breasts and pubic hair were exquisitely shadowed by the firelight, and the men’s erections were beautiful– long and upright and quivering. Now that she had the chance to examine them side by side – taking one cock in each hand to compare them – Faye saw that Brant’s was the longer by an inch, while Carson’s was slightly thicker. Both of them stood ready to do her bidding. She knelt and kissed first the head of one cock, then the other, then rubbed the two cocks gently together. Carson gasped, and both men gripped each other and moaned as Faye flicked her tongue back and forth across the tips of their cocks. She opened her mouth wide to take the two heads in together. Then she stood and looked at both of them.
“Carson,” Faye asked. “Is your cock hard for Brant or for me?”
“For…for both of you,” Carson stammered, blushing.
She turned to Brant. “Brant, is your cock hard for Carson or for me?”
“For both of you,” Brant answered with a gleam in his eye. “And is your pussy wet?”
“Yes,” Faye said. The swollen lips were slick with moisture, her clit standing as stiffly as their rampant erections.
“Is your pussy wet for me or for Carson?”
“For both of you.”
“Say the whole thing. Beg.”
“My pussy is wet for both of you. I need you both to fuck me. Please fuck me,” she gasped as they both moved toward her. Carson seized her arms and Brant her legs, and together they hoisted her off her feet and over to the bed.
She played along eagerly as they gang-raped her; it had long been a fantasy of hers that she thought would have to remain in her imagination. First Brant held Faye’s arms over her head and pinned them to the mattress while Carson roughly pushed apart her kicking legs to thrusting his thick, meaty cock into her with one hard shove. She shrieked, and Brant covered her mouth with his hand. “This is what you deserve,” he panted as Carson plunged into her tender flesh over and over again. Her orgasm rolled though her like a storm, as if she were being assaulted by pleasure.
Then they switched, Carson holding her in a gentle headlock on all fours while Brant pushed into her from behind. He poured lube on her puckering asshole and massaged it for a moment with his finger to stretch it out before forcing his ten-inch shaft in as far as it could go. Faye struggled and screamed, delighting in every minute of it.
They reversed her onto a stack of soft pillows, and took turns licking her sore parts. Her sore pussy soon grew ready again, and her tensing asshole was ready for a renewed pounding. “Which one would you like, Brant?” Carson asked, spreading Faye’s labia and buttocks to display both of her private holes.
“Mmm, they both look delicious. But if I’m going to fuck an asshole, Car, I want it to be yours.” Faye positioned her hips to spread her legs for Brant’s entry. As the silken head of his penis kissed the inner lips of her pussy, he paused. “You ok?” Carson asked, rubbing Brant’s back.
Brant laughed, almost nervously. “I’ve never been inside a vagina before,” he said.
Both Carson and Faye kissed him sweetly, then Carson took Brant’s long, thick shaft in his hand to guide it into Faye’s moist, ready passage.
She clutched his shoulders and arched her back as he picked up the rhythm of his thrusting. It was so different from fucking a man; everything about her was softer, smaller. There was so much slick wetness, even inside. It was warm and somehow comforting, and then a jolt of excitement surged from his belly, startling him. Looking into Carson’s eyes, Brant began to work his hips back and forth as Faye moaned in pleasure. The two men leaned forward to kiss each other as Faye stroked their hair.
Carson stood beside the bed and began to masturbate, aiming his long, thick cock straight at Brant like a canon. He stroked and pulled faster and faster, his lust building at the site of Brant’s thick engine ramming in and out of Faye’s pussy. The sight of Carson’s strong hand massaging the eager erection drove Brant to thrust harder and faster, the cream rising from his balls in delicious agony as his climax approached. Sensing the moment was right, Carson quickly maneuvered behind Faye and pressed the wide mushroom head of his cock into her tight anus, using the slick pre-ejaculate to lubricate her hole. Her eyes widened and she cried out in pain and pleasure as both men worked their cocks in and out of her in a slow, alternating rhythm. Whenever Brant’s cock slid deep into her cunt, Carson’s withdrew from her ass almost entirely – all but the tip, which reversed course and rushed into her tight anus as Brant’s cock withdrew. Back and forth they rocked until the orgasm speared through all three of them at the same time. Gasping, they managed one more bout of fucking where Faye knelt on all fours to suck Carson’s penis up to a renewed hard-on, and swallowed his few spurts of semen as Brant emptied himself one more time into her anus.
There was resting in between lovemaking sessions, when Carson brought beer and sandwiches from the kitchen and they napped afterward, entangled in each other’s bodies. Carson and Brant drew a bath for Faye, soaping and rinsing every part of her body before they bathed each other’s limp, sticky cocks.
Now clean and refreshed, they were ready for more. This time Faye lay back on a trail of pillows strewn across the floor. With her thighs parted, she allowed the two men to gaze at her pussy worshipfully, as if to study it.
“You go first,” Brant said to Carson. “I want to watch.”
Carson mounted Faye eagerly, as he never had when it was just the two of them alone. Brant watched the other man’s taut, pale ass cheeks clench with his thrusting. Faye reached around to hold Carson’s buttocks open as he fucked her, inviting Brant to press his throbbing erection into the dark, puckered hole. Carson gasped as the huge penis slid into the most secret part of him, a place where only Faye had ever dared to probe. Even then he had been shy and brushed her fingers or tongue away from his anus, almost regretfully. But now he reared back eagerly to take the full power of Brant’s dick into his ass, never breaking the rhythm of his thrusts in and out of Faye.
They made a chain, the three of them: Carson inside Faye, Brant inside Carson. After they were spent, they switched positions; Brant faced away from Carson as he maneuvered his well-stretched and lubricated asshole down over Carson’s cock, and Faye knelt before Brant to take his bouncing erection into her mouth. Carson had to be careful not to thrust too hard, for fear of hurting either one of them. Soon, though, the pleasure became too great for any of them to bear, and Brant spurted his juice over Faye’s cheeks as Carson bounded upward in the final thrusts of his orgasm. The three of them lay panting together for several minutes. Each of them basked in the feel and smell of each other’s bodies, slick with sweat, semen and a few tiny smears of blood.
It was as though they were all on fire, the hunger between their legs matched by the hunger for one another in their hearts. Faye realized that she had always needed two men; one had never been, could never be enough for her, no matter how sweet he was or how huge his cock. What she needed was to be filled, body and soul, every orifice penetrated and filled to satiety. Carson was finally able to admit to himself his longing for a m
an - not instead of Faye but in addition to her. Brant’s body was so much harder, stronger, able to take him in ways he had only dreamed about before. He was not ashamed of the joy he got from Brant’s mouth on his penis, Brant’s fingers and tongue working his asshole, or the way Brant took him like a woman. He was finally free to embrace it, to cry out and beg for more while his woman watched approvingly, encouragingly.
“He likes his balls licked,” Faye told Brant. “Just point your tongue and brush them lightly from the bottom to the top, and he’ll explode before you know it.”
“Well, we don’t want that to happen,” Brant said slyly. “Why don’t you lick them so I can watch how you do it?” Carson moaned, wriggling his spread ass cheeks in the air as though pleading for some attention to be paid to his exposed anus.
“Only if you show me how to take his entire cock down my throat,” Faye replied. “I’d like to learn how to do that.”
The lesson went on and on. Faye was an adept pupil, and soon was able to cram one huge cock all the way into her mouth while the other worked at her from behind, plunging alternately into each of her holes. Then it was Carson’s turn to be on all fours while Brant and Faye worked at him from both ends, sometimes switching places with one another. When they had finished, Brant looked almost sadly at Carson’s limp, swinging penis, which was too exhausted to stand any more.
“That’s hardly fair,” Faye chided. “Wait a moment.” She went to rummage in her shopping bag, and returned with a molded pink dildo, a marvelous sculpture of muscles and veins with a thick flesh-colored head.
“Where did you get that?” asked Brant, eying the dildo with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
“Just a little something I picked up in town,” Faye giggled, and fitted the dildo into a nylon harness which she fastened around her waist. The huge length of the dildo bobbed up and down with her movements, and it was so big thick that she could barely close her fingers around it. “Believe me, I had to go for the biggest one they had in stock just to be able to compete with you two. Have either of you ever taken anything this big before?”
She knew they hadn’t; Mike had been the biggest cock Brant had taken, and Carson had never known another cock besides Brant’s. “Well, it seems you’ve both finally met your match.”
She allowed Carson to lick Brant’s anus and massage it with oil, stretching it out with his fingers to prepare it for the onslaught Faye had in store. “Are you ready for the cock of your life?” Faye asked. “You better get used to it, because you’re going to get it every night from now on.”
Carson held the other man firmly while Faye pushed the dildo into Brant’s ready asshole. His cry of pleasured agony was muffled by Carson’s mouth over his. He endured like a champion, holding back his tears as Faye rode him mercilessly. But then Carson left off kissing him, slipping an oblong of silicone between Brant’s teeth and forcing him to clamp down on it like a bit. From the corner of his eye Brant could see that the bit was attached to reins, as well as a strap that was bound tightly across his forehead. His was bridled like a horse, and he was helpless to do anything about it. His cock stood monstrously erect, the veins bulging.
“Ride ‘em, cowboy,” Faye laughed, and brought the sharp end of a riding crop down hard on Brant’s ass. He yelped and bucked, nearly throwing the dildo from his anus, and Faye whipped him again. “Easy, boy, easy.” She thrust the dildo harder and faster into his anus, and each time he winced at her withdrawal she whipped him harder. Brant was in agony, utterly humiliated, and he had never felt such a burst of delight in his life as the passion that shot from the tip of his cock into Carson’s waiting mouth.
“Not so fast,” Faye said to Carson as he started to get up. “It’s your turn. Hold him, Brant.” At first he thought they were joking, but when Brant leaped onto Carson’s back and pinned him to the bed, he realized that he was about to be ridden the same way the other man had been. “Be my stallion,” Faye panted, and thrust the still-slick dildo into Carson’s asshole, delighting in his frenzied bucking and neighing. “Get under him, Brant,” she instructed, and Brant obeyed, sandwiching Carson between their two humping bodies until they the white froth spurted over Brant’s buttocks and back.
They slept in a heap, their feet and arms and legs and hair tangled in a deeply-breathing mass. Their sleep was deep and dreamless, the heavy sleep of the thoroughly sated. Each had finally gotten what they wanted most, and even dreams could not measure up to the new reality they would face together.
When the first rays of dawn began to outline the mountains on the horizon, Brant and Carson awoke and began to whisper a plan together. The sky was blushing with pink light by the time she stirred and opened her eyes to see both men standing over her, the bridle in Brant’s hand. Carson held her as they slipped it over her head and fastened it tightly, guiding her by the lead-rope out of the bedroom and down the stairs to the door. They crossed the dewy fields still naked, their flesh shivering with goose pimples as they approached the horse pasture.
Faye’s eyes widened as they bound the end of the lead-rope to a fence post and began talking as if she couldn’t hear them: “What do you think we should do with her?” Carson asked.
“I don’t know,” Brant replied mischievously. “She seems to want a dick bigger than anything we can offer her.” Faye’s squeal of fear was muffled by the bit between her teeth, which they had wrapped with a handkerchief as an extra precaution.
“What do you think?” Carson asked, fondling Brant’s cock to make it stand up to its full length and girth.
“It would serve her right if we made her take something that was too big,” Brant replied, “though probably only a horse dick could satisfy her.”
At this Faye began to pull wildly at the post to which she was bound. The men decided she’d had enough teasing and reassured her, “Don’t worry: we don’t intend to share you with anyone else. But you’re going to have to learn that you’re not always the one in charge. It’s a package deal, remember?” Carson knelt to take Brant’s dick into his mouth, and they made Faye stand and watch as they took turns sucking each other. The sun was all the way up over the valley now, and their breeze brushing their sweat-chilled bodies only heightened their arousal.
When the men were ready, they stopped their playing before either one of them came. “Now,” said Carson, approaching the woman tied to the fence, “we’ll see how much you can take.”
They made her turn and put her hands on the top rail as she stood with her legs spread wide apart, then dipped their fingers into her fiery wet cunt and put them in each other’s mouths, sharing the sweet juice. Brant licked his fingers and gripped Carson’s cock in his fist, guiding it first to the more yielding opening of Faye’s vagina. Next to it he placed his own rampant erection, the silken heads of their cocks brushing and mingling their moisture. “Ready?” he said, and the two men thrust together, filling Faye’s pussy with both of their dicks at the same time.
Faye thought she would burst. It was painful, it was exquisite, it was degrading and wonderful. To be fucked like a brood mare, by two stallions competing for possession of her, was wilder than any fantasy she’d ever had. Under the wide sky the three of them were free to be anything they wanted, and they plowed her ferociously while she cried out for more. Once they had spent themselves in her, they pulled out to enjoy the sticky sensation of rubbing their cocks together in their shared wetness.
“Has she learned her lesson, do you think?” Brant asked.
In answer, Carson picked up the riding crop from where he had tossed it into the grass. He brought the flat strip of leather down across Faye’s plump buttocks with a stinging smack, making her jump and plead indecipherably through the bit in her mouth. “I’m not sure,” he answered Brant. “She many need her ass filled too. What do you think, hm, girl?” Carson turned Faye’s head to look at him, and they could see the desire in her eyes even before she nodded.
“I’m beat,” Brant said. “I think I’m going
to need a rest before we ride again.”
They brought clean sponges and a bucket of fresh water from the barn and bathed her there in the morning sunlight, rubbing her firm flesh til it glowed pink. The water ran down her breasts and dripped from her erect nipples as they wrung the wet sponges over her and took turns dipping down to wash between her legs. Then they combed her long hair with a horse-comb, and stood admiring her beauty.
“A lovely sight,” Brant remarked. “Do you think she’s ready?”
In answer Faye leaned on the fence and spread her buttocks with her hands as wide as they would go. They maneuvered their cocks into place gently, then proceeded more slowly than they had with her pussy, not wanting to tear the delicate pink tissue of her anus. Slowly they pistoned in and out in alternating strokes, under the shuddering pleasure swept over both of them and they collapsed, replete.
Carson removed the bridle form Faye’s head, and Brant massaged her jaw and forehead as the two men covered her with kisses. The sun shone warmly on their bodies, and each of them felt this was more than the start of a new day; it was a new life.
“So, partners,” Brant broke the silence, “what are our plans for the rest of the day?”
“Well, for one thing, we should probably change the name of this ranch,” Faye said. “There are two gallos and a coño here now.”
They laughed together.
Lethal Gratification
Lethal Gratification tells the story of Iskar, a vampire who has worked hard to train and control his natural urges. After being isolated for over a year, he goes out on the nightlife and explores a specific club full of young people who believe in and desire contact with vampires. It is there he meets Carmen, an alluring young woman with an impassive face and steely tone of voice. She readily agrees to go back home with him where she asks surprisingly straightforward questions. When she asks what he wants from her, he decides to answer with actions rather than words, leaving them both satisfied for the moment but desiring more in the future.
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