When he sucked one of David’s balls into his mouth, I felt Keiko gasp and jerk. I decided the men were so focused on each other that I could give her just a bit of help. I moved my head against hers, so I could smell her better. My right hand sneaked around to the front of her and began to massage her breast. She moved even harder against me. She touched my legs more openly now, running her soft, delicate hands up and down them. Her touch was electric. Though her hands were cool, her touch was heat. And I was now beginning to drip moisture onto the bed and her butt.
I saw Mark taking David into his mouth with more passion now. His head was bobbing up and down. His own manhood was rigid and beginning to drip. It was all I could do to keep from crawling over and taking him. I was really beginning to rev up now, and I wanted to be a part of some action. But I held myself back.
But David saw what I saw, and slid over a bit and grabbed Mark’s very pink penis. He spread the juice around the head, and began to pull on it. Mark moved his hips closer, but never broke contact. That seemed uncomfortable, so eventually David lay down, and they were both in each other’s mouths at the same time.
And every time that we…oooooh
I'm more in love with you…
What a sight it was: two very masculine men, both orally pleasuring the other. Both sucking. Both licking. Both doing things any woman would be glad to do to them, including me. Oh, how I wanted to jump in between them and take those glands and put them in me. I was so excited to see their beautiful bodies. They were both gorgeous men, and I wanted one or both of them inside me in the worst way.
Just as I was reaching the point where I was going to start playing with myself, I felt Keiko slip her hand behind her back, and she touched my now very agitated opening. I was so wet her finger slipped in so easily. Thank God! I was so wired at this point I couldn’t have held myself back much longer. I then realized that she was probably just as excited, so I moved my hand down from her breast to her soft mound. She was as wet as I was, so I roughly jammed two fingers into her.
I was panting in her ear already. I was nearing the outer edges of my first orgasm. Keiko sensed that, and slowed her touch. She whispered back to me, “Go slow, honey…I want to see them do more…”
Right. The guys. I was already losing myself in the heat of my impending orgasm that I would’ve stopped everything for a hot body on top of mine. It took some doing, but I refocused on the men.
Both were still exchanging orally, but I knew Keiko wanted more. Before I knew what was going on, she had slid over the top of me, and reached down to her purse that was on the floor next to the bed. She grabbed a bottle of lotion. When she pulled herself back up, she gently tapped her husband’s foot. As he looked up, she showed him the lotion. He nodded, and reached out for it. She put it in his hand.
Keiko resumed her place in front of me, and this time slid two fingers inside me. It must’ve been hard from her angle, but she did a good job of putting enough pressure inside me to keep me going, though not to orgasm. I put my slick fingers back in her.
Mark moved first. He sat up a bit, and broke contact with David. They made eye contact for a second, and Mark showed him the bottle. David simply nodded, then moved over onto his elbows and knees, facing us. His face was about a foot from Keiko. Mark moved behind him, standing next to the bed. David slid back to him. I saw Mark moving his hand over himself…he was applying oil to his engorged penis. He then took some in his hand and smeared it on David’s backside. David shuddered, put his head down, and closed his eyes.
I had never had anal sex before, and with the sizes of these two men I couldn’t have imagined it. Yet, here was a very large, well-endowed man preparing to enter the man I loved. You would think I would’ve been horrified, ready to jump up and start slapping people. But instead I was so excited that I wanted to see Mark enter him more than anything. Keiko picked up the motion of her hand, and I was already feeling those distant waves again.
As he began to penetrate David, both men began to grunt. With each hip movement and grunt from Mark, David would jerk his head up just a bit. He was biting his lip. I imagine he was trying hard to relax and take Mark into him.
I watched them, intent on the grunting and squishing sounds. I was watching my man take a feminine, submissive role, just as I had taken a masculine role with Keiko. He was taking another man into his body. I knew the pain and pleasure that brought. I knew what it was like to take a different role. I wondered if he was enjoying it as much as I had.
And then Mark was in. I could see his hips against David’s butt, and I knew that he was completely inside. He paused there…patiently… letting David relax and get used to his size inside him. David breathed heavily, and lowered his head to the bed. He was working to accept the largeness in him.
And then they were moving. Long, slow thrusts. With each push and pull, David would say “Unh!” He was taking a large penis inside him, and he was doing all he could to manage that experience. Mark was gentle at first. Long, leisurely strokes. In and out, in and out. David stayed on his elbows, face down to the bed.
I could smell the musky heat of the anal sex so close to us. I could smell their sweat. The lotion. David’s open body. I could hear the squishing. The grunting. It was a whole new set of sensations. I also knew it might be hard for me to deny David anal sex now, having seen him receive the same thing. That was a mountain I had not yet climbed.
Soon Mark was picking up the pace. I looked down between David’s legs, and I saw his penis dripping more fluid than I had ever seen before. It looked as if he had already had an orgasm. There was a long stringy glob, and a puddle under the tip. I didn’t, at this point, understand enough of the male anatomy. I didn’t know what a prostate was, nor that anal sex could stimulate it. As a woman, I often echoed complaints that men didn’t know our bodies. Yet…
Though I was still sliding my fingers inside her, Keiko apparently had had enough. She slid her hips to David’s face. Though he was concentrating, he took her offered opening. He stuck out his tongue and she rubbed herself onto his face. She must’ve been closer than I had thought, because she began to climax almost instantly, throwing her head back and shrieking. I pulled around in front of her and put my mouth on her breast. I bit her breast and she ground herself against my face. I sucked and nibbled her through her orgasm. David’s face was close to mine, though it was between her legs. His eyes were closed, still concentrating on Mark inside of him.
I thought it was time to get some for me also. I moved over on my knees to Mark. He was so large that I instantly felt very small beside him. I reached behind him and began to squeeze his now tight testicles as his hips swung back and forth. I sucked on his nipple. I caught the full strength of David, open in front of us. I heard the squishing of Mark’s penis inside him. I reached under David and began to pull on his wet, dripping manhood. It wasn’t hard, it wasn’t soft…it was somewhere in between, and dripping a great volume of liquid.
I had my hand on David’s dripping length, Mark’s tight balls, and I was licking Mark’s nipple. I was on my knees next to Mark, bent forward. I was surprised, then, to feel Keiko sliding underneath me. I lifted up, and her face was on me. Her tongue shot into me. I was so worked up, my orgasm came racing toward me, like an avalanche after a skier. I ground my hips down on her, moving her to the spots I wanted.
As I started panting, I felt Mark starting to twitch. I squeezed him tighter, and bit his nipple. He started to say, “Oh, Oh…” just as my own orgasm hit. He and I both exploded at the same time. I never let go of him, and he slammed his final thrusts into David. As he did so, David dripped out even more liquid. My hand was covered in his sticky secretions.
And it was yet another powerful orgasm. The hotness and dirtiness of what was happening played into my brain. The wet insistence of Keiko’s tongue inside me. Feeling two men in my hands. Both muscular, beautiful men. It was too much for me. I collapsed onto David’s sweaty back, and howled out my orgasm. I was shuddering and
shaking, grinding my hips down on poor Keiko. She never stopped though, and slammed her tongue against me. It was so intense I felt myself twitching from every nerve ending in my body.
And then Mark pulled out of David with a wet schlooping sound, and we all collapsed onto the bed. As I looked around in confusion, I saw Mark’s seed dripping from David’s behind.
I was panting and dizzy. I realized, though, that David hadn’t finished. I didn’t know how he would feel, having just been had by Mark, and roughly at that. As I moved over to him, I saw Keiko’s hand was already on him. He was flaccid, but with a few pulls he began to stiffen. Keiko slid up, and after a quick swipe of her free hand, she cleaned off his slippery gunk. She then lowered her head down to him, and took him into her mouth.
Mark got up, and went to the bathroom. I saw him standing by the sink, and I assumed he was washing himself. The air was still darkly musky, but now it was filling with pants and slurps.
I leaned back on my heels and watched them together. David’s hand was on her head, pushing her down onto him. She was on her elbows twisting her hand around him while she swallowed as much of him as she could. I felt a bit put off, at first, as I was the only one in the bed not getting attention. After the initial flush, though, I looked down on Keiko, and was again entranced by her lithe, supple, smooth body.
I moved behind her, and as she felt my presence she lifted up on to her knees. Instead of lying under her, I put my face directly onto her. My nose was to her anus, and my tongue was inside her. She was so incredibly wet and slippery my tongue was soon covered with her juice.
“Lick me all over, Rachel,” she panted as I began to tongue her, and then she shoved David back into her mouth. I knew what she meant. I slid my tongue up to her small hole, and tongued it. I felt it relax, and I pushed my tongue inside her. I then slid my tongue down to her raging opening and tongued it. I moved back and forth between them. After a couple movements like this, she broke contact with David, though she continued to stroke him. She was now panting loudly, and pulling on him rapidly. I sensed that she was near her orgasm, so I pushed my tongue as deeply into her as I could, and then tickled it up to her little button.
As I did so, she began crying out, and pushing against me. I pushed my tongue hard against her, licking her slippery juice and sliding my tongue all around her. She was shuddering against me. She jerked and then relaxed, and then fell against David’s crotch. When I looked up, David was looking at me and smiling.
“You like that, David?” I cooed at him.
“You know I do. I love to see you eat her pussy.”
I saw the bathroom door open, and Mark came back to the bed. “Do you want me to fuck Mark while you fuck her?” I was again cooing. She had told me I should play on his fantasies, so I wanted to give him all I could.
“I want to watch Mark fuck your brains out, Rachel,” he said.
Mark moved onto the bed, and I met his lips with my own. I was going to enjoy what David wanted me to do. I couldn’t wait to touch his strong muscles. I wanted his massive body on me. I wanted him to hammer me even more than he had last time.
I was all over Mark. I grabbed him and touched him and squeezed his bulging muscles. I felt the sting of watching Keiko pleasure David, and I was going to take it out on her husband.
I was always so enraptured by Mark’s power. His frame was so large it was like kissing a gorgeous, red-haired truck. His size and power overwhelmed me. I pushed him back and put my mouth on him as quickly as I could. Though he had just recently finished, he was soon full again. As soon as he was, I lay back and pulled him down on me. I wanted contact…I wanted a man inside me…I wanted to make David watch me again. I was so turned on I felt aflame.
As Mark moved himself into me, I looked over at David. His eyes were burning again. His glare was steel, cutting through both of us. Keiko was sliding onto him, but David moved slowly…he was reluctant to take his eyes off of Mark and me. Keiko was insistent, though, and was soon on top of him. David and I were face to face, though Mark’s large forearm was between us. Mark and Keiko were next to each other as well. I looked up and saw this couple pleasuring themselves on David and me.
I was going to show David everything his dark fantasies had brought us to, everything his fantasies craved. I wanted him to feel all the hurt and pain and pleasure he had wanted, and then some.
So I talked to Mark, though I was really talking to David.
“Oh God, Mark, you feel so hot inside me.” I wrapped my legs around him, and pulled him to me. “You feel so good. Fuck me, Mark. Fuck me like only you can.” I wanted those words to hurt. I had told David I wasn’t interested in physical pain. Apparently, I was into emotional pain.
He began to move with more force. His powerful body slammed against me, sending him deeper into me. Each push blurred my vision. I could feel the hammering sending pulses through me. I could feel the tension inside me already.
I peeked again, and saw David watching Mark’s crotch pound against my own. “C’mon, Mark baby…fuck me harder than that! Give me all you got!” Though Keiko was riding him, David seemed to hardly notice she was there. His eyes were on our union, and his brain was eating the images, as were his ego and pride.
I should have probably been more careful. Mark began to really pound me. He was so strong that he could’ve knocked the wind out of me easily. I was a bit afraid to have him truly unleash…he could’ve really hurt me. Yet I was so excited knowing that I was wounding David that I furthered my banter.
“Oh God, Mark, you’re so strong. Fuck me! You’re the best…fuck me even harder!”
Soon the loud popping of our crotches was drowning out the other noise. I couldn’t hear the music. I could only hear our wet slapping. Mark was giving me such a pounding that I felt I would be bruised and battered. And I wanted that. Badly. I wanted to show my bruises and swelling to David in the morning, and give him what he wanted.
And then it started. As I felt the flame begin to move within me, I looked first at David and then at Keiko. David’s face was blanched. Keiko gave me a wry smile. Just as we locked eyes, Keiko’s eyes began to lose focus, and I knew she was going to the same place I was. We both reached that place at the same moment.
As I surrendered to the pleasure, I began a loud, wailing cry that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside me. Keiko loosed her mewling cries, and then we both began to shout at the same time. She reached down and put her hand on my thigh.
Though I was tired, I felt myself drifting away…flying like a bird over a mountain. So far away. So far removed from David’s Manhattan apartment. I was soaring to a distant place. As I returned, I felt that Mark had climaxed, and he put his seed deeply into me. He collapsed down on to me, and I tasted his hot, sour sweat. He put his mouth on mine, and his kisses returned me to the moment. My eyes were lidded.
When I regained focus, I saw Keiko kissing David aggressively. She was moving her hips up and down on him with a fast tempo. She was trying to bring him to his climax. He was still looking at me. Instinctively, I knew what he wanted.
“Did you like that, David? Did you like seeing Mark come inside me?” I clucked my voice to him.
“Yes, Rachel…I loved it.”
“You’re a dirty, little cuckold, aren’t you?” My eyes burned at him.
He didn’t answer, but I saw his eyes begin to drift. I wanted to hurt him more, because I realized now it was the hurt he enjoyed. I pushed Mark off of me, and turned my crotch toward David. I growled at him.
“Look at my pussy, David. Look at Mark dripping out of me…”
He jerked his eyes back into focus and looked at me there. His face flushed…he was almost there. I put a finger inside.
“His come is so hot, David…he came so much in me.” Keiko looked over at me and smiled. She knew what I was doing.
As David’s eyes again lost focus, I took the finger out of me and pushed it into his mouth. He sucked on it passionately, and then his entire body jerked har
d as he climaxed intensely. I heard him grunting with each jerk of his body, “Uhhh…uhhh…uhhh…” but I kept my finger in his mouth. Even as he slackened, I didn’t remove it. I wanted him to enjoy the taste of his girlfriend and another man. I knew he did.
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PART IV : CRYSALIS
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The best day of my professional career was the worst day of my adult life. Stella Metz and George Hammitt threw a great publishing party for me at Random House’s New York office. The Lower Manhattan building was a stone’s throw from the Battery. David and Keiko were with me that day, but Mark was in the last week of training camp before the football season.
It was a hot August day, and the wind through the opened windows made the balloons and pages flutter. The stifling Manhattan heat made sure we all had beads of sweat and wet spots on our clothes. But I was in heaven. George made a touching tribute to my work, while holding up his glass of expensive champagne.
“I am so proud that Random House is launching the Leaves of Grass imprint, as it allowed us to capture the most innovative and exciting poet I have read in some time. I believe Whitman would be proud to see the language of culture, revolution, and love blend together into the collection we are distributing today. Rachel Walker, thank you for sharing your work with us. Cheers!” Everybody raised their glasses, and sipped the rather nice bubbly. We snacked and talked and laughed. I was dizzy with all the attention.
Keiko stayed by my side and held my hand for much of the time. She whispered little encouragements. David was tall and proud standing next to me. Dr. Frank and Dr. Bill were both there, and Dr. Frank beamed with pride. He told me, “I always knew you would write something special, Rachel. I always knew.” My friend Clarice even made it, leaving her firstborn with her nanny. She was very pregnant with their second child, and had to sit for most of the party. In addition to my friends, Stella made sure several of her other writers, her fellow agents, and Random House’s senior officers were all present. I was surrounded by talent and energy.
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