by Paige Tyler
Actually, good didn’t even begin to cover it. Hayes was incomparably talented with his tongue. He seemed to know just how she liked it, and when he found her sweet spot, he made delicious little circles over and over. She was teetering on the edge already. Reed obviously had no idea how good his partner was at going down on a woman if he expected her to be able to hold off on orgasming.
She silently pleaded up at Reed. But he shook his head.
“Not yet, Cilla.”
She groaned her frustration. Did he even have a clue how hard it was not to come? Her entire body felt as if it were on fire. But if she came without permission, Hayes would stop licking, and right now, she’d do anything for him to keep doing what he was doing.
She breathed faster, hoping that would help. But her orgasm continued to build.
“That’s it, babe. Hold off just a little longer.”
Hayes plunged a finger into her pussy, fucking her with it as he lashed harder at her clit. Pleasure surged through her. Dear God, they were trying to kill her.
Reed bent over so that his face was directly above hers. “Go ahead and come, babe. Come hard.”
Cilla had a momentary upside down view of Reed’s smoldering dark eyes before she exploded—at long last—into orgasm. She bit her lip to stifle her screams. She had neighbors she'd have to talk to at some point.
But her efforts to remain silent failed. Hayes hadn't been kidding when he said he was going to make her come over and over. He held on firmly to her ass and buried his face in her pussy, licking her clit like he was a machine.
Machine, hell. Her favorite vibrator had never made her come like this.
He made love to her clit well beyond the point where most men would have stopped. He licked until she was kicking and jerking in Reed's firm grip. He licked her until her voice was hoarse and plaintive, and the orgasms started to blur the line between unbelievable pleasure and borderline pain.
She opened her mouth to beg him to stop, but Hayes was already easing up on her clit. The swirls gradually slowed until he was barely touching her at all. When he finally stopped, the sudden lack of stimulation was almost as shattering as the endless orgasms.
Cilla lie there with her eyes closed, gasping for breath. Her throat felt raw from all the screaming she’d done. She wouldn’t be surprised if her neighbors had called the police. Good thing there were already two hot cops on the scene.
She was only vaguely aware of the Reed and Hayes removing the cuffs from her ankles and helping her to her feet. Her head was woozy from the intense orgasms and her vision swam around a bit before she could focus on Hayes's smiling face. His mouth and chin were still wet with her essence, and he looked supremely satisfied with himself.
“Was that good?” he asked.
It took a huge effort to nod her head. She felt like a bobble-head doll. Lacking the words to properly show her appreciation, she leaned in and kissed Hayes hard, tasting her musk all over his lips. When she decided she’d done her best to covey her gratitude to Hayes for his oral talents, she turned to Reed.
“That was cruel of you making me wait for permission to come, but also kinda hot. In a take-charge way. And if you hadn’t done it, I might not have had such an amazing orgasm, so I owe you just as much as I owe Hayes.”
His mouth twitched. “Does that mean I get a kiss, too?”
She smiled. “Of course.”
She lifted her arms to wrap them around his neck, only to stop when she noticed one of the cuffs was still attached to her right wrist. She was getting so used to wearing it she barely noticed. It was like wearing a really heavy bangle. She grabbed the free-swinging part of the cuff and closed the gap with Reed. He pulled her into his arms, lifting her up on her toes as he covered her mouth with his. Where Reed's earlier kisses had been tender, now they were fierce, intense. He took her mouth and possessed it to do with as he pleased. When he finally set her back on her feet, she clung to him, her fingers gripping his shirt. It occurred to her then that while she and Hayes were naked—except for her handcuffs, of course—Reed was still completely clothed.
Cilla smiled up at him. “Don't you think it's time you lose those clothes?”
She didn’t wait for an answer, but dropped to her knees in front of Reed. She quickly unbuttoned his pants, then reached for his zipper. Reed caught her hand before she could pull it down.
“We probably should do something with those handcuffs. We don't want them swinging around and whacking something sensitive.”
Cilla expected him to unlock the cuff, but instead he recuffed her other wrist. He grinned.
“There we go. All better.”
She experimented with how much she could move her hands. “For what I have in mind, wouldn’t it be better if my hands were free?”
He chuckled. “I'm sure you'll do fine. If you haven’t already figured it out, I prefer a woman in handcuffs.”
She laughed. “Yeah, I kinda got that impression.”
Pulling down his zipper was a bit more difficult with her hands cuffed, but she managed. Working his pants over the enormous bulge in his underwear took some work, however. Reed did nothing to help her, either. He only stood there with a hungry look on his face.
She didn't bother pushing his pants down any further than mid-thigh. With her hands cuffed, it took forever and she was impatient to get a look at the cock trying to fight its way out of the confining cotton underwear. When she finally pulled down his boxer briefs and his erection sprang free, all she could do was stare at him wide-eyed. She’d known he was well-endowed, but she wasn’t prepared for just how big he was. Could she even handle him?
Hayes let out a snort. “Same look every damn time. It's enough to give a guy a complex.”
Cilla turned to look at the man who had just given her the best oral sex of her life in surprise. He shook his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He looked more amused than jealous. Good. While there was no denying Reed’s cock was enough to make a girl’s mouth water, Hayes wasn’t exactly lacking in that department. Reed's penis wasn't any longer than Hayes's. If anything, it was a bit shorter. But it was the thickest cock she'd ever seen in her life—movies and magazines included. It had to be as wide as her forearm. She wasn’t sure he’d fit in her in her mouth, much less her pussy.
A tremor ran through her. She might not be sure, but she was definitely going to try. A girl didn't stumble on a cock like his every day. She wouldn't stop until that big boy was deep inside her.
“I hope you're not disappointed,” Reed said softly.
He had to be joking. But when she looked up at him, she saw genuine concern in his beautiful eyes.
“Of course I’m not disappointed.” She gave him a sheepish smile. “A little concerned maybe, but definitely not disappointed.”
Reed gently ran his fingers through her hair. “Don't be. Concerned, I mean. I always take my time. Anything you're not comfortable with is off the menu.”
After the way he’d kissed her, she'd never had a doubt he’d be a tender lover.
Reaching out, Cilla took his thick cock in both hands. She would have had to use two hands even if she they hadn’t been cuffed together. The fingers of one hand wouldn't even go all the way around him. She leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the satin-smooth head of his shaft, licking up the pre-cum glistening there. He tasted muskier than Hayes, and equally delicious.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hayes step closer to watch her work. She’d never really thought she was an exhibitionist, but she realized she liked having an audience. There was something incredibly decadent about kneeling at the feet of a guy and lick his cock so wantonly while another man watched.
She opened her mouth wide, taking the tip and a little of the shaft inside. She moved up and down on him, swirling her tongue around the head like an ice cream cone. She couldn't swallow nearly as much as she would have liked, but if the groan Reed let out was any indication, he seemed to appreciate her effort.
He grabbed her hair and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth. She moaned as her pussy spasmed. She was surprised she could get excited again so quickly after the mother of all orgasms Hayes had given her, but she was already pulsing with need. Maybe it was the idea of having Reed inside her.
She took a deep breath and relaxed her throat, letting him know she wanted him to go deeper. Reed obliged, gripping her hair and inching forward a little bit more. She moaned her approval. No man had ever fucked her mouth quite like this. Her pussy was practically gushing she was so damn hot.
She surged forward, eager to feel even more of him slide down her throat, but Reed pulled her away from his cock. When she tried again, he wouldn't let her. He held her hair in a firm grip, giving her only the head of his shaft. She felt deprived, but obediently swirled her tongue round and round the tip, coaxing more pre-cum out of him.
On impulse, she pulled her mouth away and reached for Hayes’s cock. She suddenly had an overwhelming urge to compare their tastes. It probably would have been much easier if her hands weren't cuffed together, but once she had a grip on Hayes’s shaft, he came along willingly. She lined him up side-by-side with him partner.
“Stay put,” she said. “Both of you.”
“Yes, ma’am,” they drawled in unison.
She dipped her head forward and swallowed Hayes deep. In comparison to Reed, Hayes’s larger cock was much easier to deep-throat. He was too long for her to take all of him, of course, but she did a pretty good job of it. She sucked hard, drawing out some of his pre-cum and rolling it around on her tongue. She was right. It was definitely different from Reed. Not better, just different.
Cilla turned back to Reed to see that the big cop had stripped off the rest of his uniform. His body was built like his erection, thick and formidable. He wasn't as ripped as Hayes, but he had muscles on top of muscles. Standing side by side like this, the two men made a nice contrast. It was almost enough to make her forget about the blowjobs she’d been in the middle of giving in favor of gazing upon their nakedness in appreciation. But the opportunity of having two cocks this beautiful to play with was too good to pass up.
She moved back and forth from one man’s cock to the other like a kid in a candy store. As she alternated between running her tongue over Reed’s shaft and deep-throating Hayes, it occurred to her that while she might be cuffed and on her knees blowing the two men, she was the one in charge. Or at least it seemed that way.
Suddenly eager to use that power to make them come as hard as they’d made her come, she greedily sucked on their cocks. In fact, she did everything she could with her mouth and hands to make it happen. But neither of them orgasmed. It probably would have been enough to make a girl doubt her skills if it weren’t for the fact that Reed and Hayes were gritting their teeth so hard she thought their jaws might crack.
She was about to wrap her lips around Reed’s cock again when he reached down and pulled her to her feet. “I think it's time we take this to your bedroom, don't you?”
Cilla couldn’t agree more. “End of the hallway on the right.”
Reed swept her into his arms and gallantly carried her down the hall. Cilla looped her arms over his neck. A girl could definitely get used to this kind of treatment.
Hayes followed behind them after digging through his uniform pants first. Looking over Reed's shoulder, she recognized the familiar foil shape of condom wrappers. These two had come prepared.
That gave her pause. Exactly how long had they been planning this evening? Had they scoped her out every time they’d come into the coffee shop? Had they chatted her up to determine if she was the type of woman who’d be willing to have a threesome with two men she barely knew? She had to question what she’d said or done to tip them off that she was up for their particular kink. If she gave off those kinds of vibes, why hadn't other men hit her up with the same proposition?
She’d have to remember to ask Reed and Hayes later.
Reed set her gently on the bed—what didn't he do gently?—then joined her. Cilla watched as Hayes tore open a condom packet and slowly worked the latex down his long shaft. She couldn't help but notice Reed wasn't doing the same. That reminded her of something he’d said out in the living room, about Hayes having “dibs” on her pussy. Was Reed going to watch his partner fuck her? That was fine with her—as long as he put that big cock of his to use at some point.
As Hayes climbed on the bed, Reed motioned for her to turn over on her hands and knees. What had she said about them being in synch? Reed clearly knew exactly how his partner liked to take a girl.
With the cuffs keeping her hands close together, she had to work at keeping her balance. Reed helped steady her by kneeling on the bed and offering her his cock to suck. Hayes grabbed her hip with one hand as Reed weaved his fingers in her hair. A quiver rippled through her. Oh, yeah.
Up to this point, it had all been foreplay and games. Now she was about to get penetrated by two guys to the same time in her first real ménage.
When they both slid in at the same time, she had a silly image of their cocks meeting in the middle. By the time Hayes had his cock buried deep in her pussy and Reed had his as far down her throat as he could manage, laughing was the last thing on her mind. The sensation of being completely taken like this, from both ends at the same time, was beyond words.
What either man was doing alone would have been considered sinfully delicious. Together, it was earthshattering.
Hayes thrust slowly to start, but quickly built his pace until he was pounding her hard. Tingles chased over her skin every time his hips smacked her ass, reminding her of the amazing spankings his partner had given her. She rocked back against him, driving his long cock deep into her pussy. Climax couldn't be more than moments away at this frenetic pace.
Cilla was so focused on what Hayes was doing to her that she didn’t realize she was ignoring Reed until he pulled her harder onto his giant cock. She was more in line with his shaft in this position so it slid further down her tight throat than it had before. There was still plenty left to go, but when Reed groaned louder than he had all night, she felt an amazing sense of accomplishment.
She moved her head back and forth to take even more of him. If she could have done it, she would have reached up with one hand and massaged Reed’s cum-filled balls. Since she couldn’t, she had to be satisfied with letting her mouth do all the work.
Reed slowly eased his cock out to rub the head back and forth across her lips. She opened her mouth to suck on him again when Hayes suddenly smacked her ass—hard. Her breath exploded out of her lungs, along with a startled yelp. Guess he didn't like her paying more attention to Reed than to him. Or maybe he just liked the shade of pink her ass turned when she got spanked. He had commented on that earlier.
With Hayes spanking her while he plundered her pussy, and Reed fucking her mouth, Cilla couldn't focus too much on what either man was doing. The two cops developed a rhythm of sorts, Reed taking her mouth as Hayes backed off on her pussy. Then Reed would let off a bit so Hayes could thrust into her hard. She would have screamed if not for the cock in her mouth.
Hayes must have felt her coming even before she did. The moment it started rolling through her, he gripped her hips in both hands and really fucked her hard. Cilla moaned around Reed’s cock as his partner pounded her into one long orgasm after another. Hayes bucked, burying himself deep inside her with a grunt that told her he was climaxing, too.
When Hayes finally slid out of her, Cilla crumpled like a wet noodle. Reed gently pulled his cock from her mouth and carefully eased her down to the bed. She lay there gasping for air. Her pussy throbbed so much she had no choice but to reach her cuffed hands down to cup her sex. Hayes may very well have done her in for the night. She wasn’t sure she had enough strength to sit up, much less have any more sex.
She opened her eyes and regarded the two cops on the bed with her. While Hayes's cock had softened somewhat after his climax, Reed's was still hard as a rock. That
was when it struck her—Reed hadn't come yet. What had she been thinking, ignoring him?
Rolling onto her hands and knees, she waggled her ass at him, then grinned over her shoulder. “Your turn, Officer.”
Hayes tossed Reed a foil condom packet. “Go slow there, partner.”
Reed covered himself with the condom, then urged her back until her knees were on the edge of the bed. Hayes quickly stripped off his own condom, then came over to sit in front of her. Sliding his hand in her hair, he pulled her head down to his lap. Cilla got the message loud and clear—he wanted her to suck his cock again. Fine by her.
As she kissed and nibbled on his semi-hard erection, Reed nudged the opening of her pussy with his big shaft. He slid the head up and down, teasing her slit. She wasn’t as concerned about him sliding in her pussy now as she’d been before. After the vigorous sex she’d just had with his partner, she was ready.
Reed must have thought differently. “Cilla, do you have any lube handy?”
She was about to insist lube wasn't necessary, but decided against it. Reed knew his cock best. If he thought lube was necessary, who was she to tell him differently?
“Top drawer of the bedside table,” she said.
She should have been concerned about a relative stranger rooting around in her toy draw, but what the hell? In the past hour or so, the two men had seen everything there was to know about her, in the deepest, most biblical sense. There really wasn't anything left to hide.
Reed grabbed her lube without a single comment on the collection of toys stashed in the drawer. She was almost disappointed. There were a few things in there he and Hayes could probably put to good use.
Behind her, she heard a familiar squishing sound of lube being squeezed out of the tube. She tensed, expecting to feel the cold gel on her pussy, but Reed must have rubbed it around on his fingers first because they were nice and warm when he slid them along her folds. He took his time on foreplay, starting with a single finger, then two before finally adding a third. He was so gentle, it was impossible not to relax.