Captured By The Warriors

by Daniella Wright

  Nick widens his stance to act as a brace as Eric lifts my legs over his shoulders and shoves his face right between my legs. I moan out at the sudden and amazing pleasure of finally having a tongue pressed against my clitoris again. It has been too long since I have really let loose and I don’t want to stop.

  I moan softly as Eric’s tongue firmly circles my clitoris. My fingers hold him firmly against my lips. I can feel Nick enjoying what he sees. Knowing that although voyeurism can be fun, participating is better I tap Eric’s head. He looks up and locks eyes with Nick. They have a silent exchange that ends in me being laid out over Nick’s coffee table.

  Eric dives right between my legs again without a second thought. Nick kneels down and I lean my head back with my mouth open. He gets the hint and shoves himself right inside my gaping mouth.

  I suck Nick’s cock and reach my hand up to stroke the rest of his length firmly. Eric suckles on my clitoris and slips a finger inside me. I moan around the cock in my mouth which spurs Nick to thrust slowly. Eric moans against my lower lips and I love it.

  Eric’s finger thrusts faster and harder inside me until he feel my body begin to quiver. He pulls away as does Nick. I whine like a hurt puppy and they playfully laugh at me. Nick picks me up, right off the table with no trouble at all and brings me into a kiss.

  They have another silent exchange and Eric sits down, buck-naked, on Nick’s couch. Nick rolls his eyes but doesn’t mention anything. He then sets me on my feet and lightly spanks me on the rear.

  I saunter towards Eric and drops to my knees, taking his thick shaft in my mouth. Nick comes up right behind me and I can feel him spreading my lower lips gently with the tip of his cock. I moan softly and Eric takes a handful of my hair in his fist. He takes control of my head, bobbing it up and down his shaft.

  Nick slowly presses his cock inside me with a lustful moan. He grabs hold of my hips and simultaneously pulls me against him and thrusts deep inside me. The moaning that he brings forth is primal and hedonistic. Eric loves the sound waves vibrating over his shaft. He moans at attention I give to his cock.

  I can feel Eric’s cock throbbing against my tongue and the corners of my lips turn up into a smile. Nick thrusts faster, getting the tip of his cock right up against my cervix. My moaning would be screaming if it weren’t for the grand shaft acting like a gag in my mouth.

  My body begins to tense and shiver at the pleasure coursing through my veins. Just as my orgasm begins Nick pulls his cock from inside me, grabs a shirt off the floor, and proceeds to catch his seed in the cloth. Eric smiles and lets me catch what I can of his own orgasm in my throat.

  They have their way with me and I have my way with them all over Nick’s coffee table, floor, and couch. Our cacophonous moaning and screaming was like the muse’s music to my ears. This is the sound that I live for. This is the pleasure, the feel, the excitement that I never want to lose again.

  Eric slides down so he is lying flat on the couch. I straddle him and ease his thick member inside me. Just having him there makes me moan. I gently rock against him and he places his burly hands on my hips to keep me on top of him.

  Nick comes up behind me on the couch and gently presses the tip of his cock between my supple cheeks. He slips inside me. I moan out loudly while both of them thrust inside me. This is the first time I have felt a pleasure so intense.

  I can feel myself slipping into a state of pleasure and bliss where I can’t hear anything but our sultry moans and hearty groans. All I feel is their warm skin against me and their throbbing members inside me. There is nowhere I would rather be than right here, right now.

  Their cocks alternate as they thrust; one pulls back as the other thrusts in. Their rhythmic thrusting throws me into an orgasmic, moaning trance. My arms are weak and can no longer hold me up. I begin to fall forward onto Eric but Nick wraps his arm under my breasts and holds me against him.

  I bring one hand up to grab hold of Nick’s hair. He leans his head down to plants firm kisses on my neck and shoulder. Eric pushes himself up a bit to place his lips around my perked nipple. He starts by gently suckling and circling his tongue around my areola. Then he gently squeezes my nipple between his teeth and turns to the other breast to make sure they are each given equal treatment.

  The pleasure coursing through me brings out an ear-shattering scream as the muscles tense beneath my skin. My body tightens around their cocks forcing them to moan out almost as loudly. I can feel them filling me with their warm, sticky pleasure.

  Our bodies move together like waves on the ocean, not calm or brutal but in synch with each other. They no longer feel like just another city cop and I no longer feel like a faceless office drone. We are free to scream and moan and orgasm.

  We lie there on one another, kissing and licking each other’s salty skin with no regard to who our lips are actually touching. Our hands caress every inch of skin we can reach. Nick pulls himself away and stumbles across the room into the kitchen, only to stumble back with a few hand towels.

  He cleans himself off and lies down on the floor, completely and happily exhausted. I lie on top of Eric for a few moments and we happily share a few more sloppy tongue-filled kisses before I manage to pull myself away and crawl on my hands and knees over to Nick. I flop down next to him and he pulls me into a hug so I can place my head on his chest.

  Eric rolls off the couch and crawls over to us. He reaches out and grabs hold of my rear and I laugh, making Nick smile. He crawls closer to bite down on my rounded buttock. I laugh more and Nick laughs as he looks down at Eric.

  Nick pulls me closer and kisses me gently as he runs his fingers through my hair. Eric crawls up to be right beside me and kisses my neck, giving a few nibbles here and there. I kiss Nick once more and look over at Eric. I get myself on top of Nick and look over at Eric again.

  Eric grins, knowing full well what I want from him. He doesn’t skip a beat and slips his hand behind Nick’s head, grabs hold of his hair, and pulls him into a kiss. Nick is surprised for a second but goes with the flow. I giggle and enjoy that I got them to kiss.

  Nick reaches his hand between my legs and gently rubs his fingers around my clitoris while keeping his tongue occupied with Eric. I moan softly at the touch and smile at their kissing. Eric reaches down to stroke his cock back to a rock solid form.

  I glance down and smile at the hardening member in his hand. Then Nick makes me moan as he slips a finger inside me. He keeps his thumb against my clitoris and curls his finger inside to find that hidden sweet spot. I then watch Nick trace down Eric’s arm until he is the one stroking Eric’s cock. Eric seems just as surprised as I am.

  Nick doesn’t stop. Eric slinks up until his cock is near Nick’s lips. I watch as Nick eases his lips around Eric’s cock. He moans out in pleasure and surprise as Nick bobs his head. Eric braces himself on the floor while Nick turns part of his body to make his task easier.

  I gently push his hand away from me and situate myself with my tender lips on the tips of his cock. I gently ease myself down on his hard cock and moan as I begin to slowly ride him. Nick moans around the hard member in his mouth. He brings one hand to the base of Eric’s cock and one hand to my hip, grasping firmly.

  Eric leans closer to me and pulls me into a kiss, grabbing a fistful of my hair to control me. Nick sucks up and down Eric’s shaft, firmly stroking it at the base. I rock my hips and ride him hard, his cock as deep inside me as I can get it.

  I slip my tongue into Eric’s mouth and responds with his tongue being slipped into mine. Our tongues caress each other. I try to moan into the kiss but the tongues interwoven together make it even hard to breathe.

  Nick bobs and strokes faster. I can feel Eric tremble against my lips. He’s so close. I rock my hips faster against Nick, my rear slapping down against his thighs. The three of us moan loudly, wanting this pleasure to never cease.

  Eric pulls away from both of us and wraps a shirt around his cock, making sure not to get anything on Nick’s carpet.
Nick turns to face me and opens his mouth to moan. I bend down to kiss him passionately. I feel his cock throb inside me as his orgasm takes over his body. His muscles tense beneath me and his arms around me quiver.

  My own orgasm begins to take over. The two mix together and force us both to moan into the passionate kiss. He holds me close, not letting me go. I want to stay right here one top of him. We hold each other close and he rolls us over to be on top of me.

  He begins to kiss down my neck. His hands caress my sides and my hips gently. Then he slides his hand up to caress my breast. He gently massages my supple flesh in his hand. I kiss him again and again.

  Eventually he breaks the kiss and rolls off of me. I prop myself up and look over at both of them. We all exchange some looks before just sitting there naked and smiling at one another.

  Nick gets himself up then pulls me up and hugs me close. I smile wondering if he can go yet another round. I am happily surprised when he shoves his tongue inside my mouth and sits me down on his coffee table.

  He then flips me over so that I am on my hands and knees. He grabs hold of my hips and bends down to kiss my back. He kisses almost every inch he can before placing a gentle bite on my rear. I giggle and he slaps my buttock firmly.

  Then he surprises me further my pulling my hips right against him and thrusting his hard cock inside me. Eric comes up in front of me and I gladly open my mouth. He thrusts his cock towards me and I gladly take the full length of his member into my mouth.

  I bounce between them in a rhythm of thrusting from behind and from the front. The table starts creaking and Eric questions if we should stop. His question is shot down by Nick slamming into me with loud moans.

  My breasts bounce beneath me in time with their thrusting. The table creaks even louder below me. Nick’s fingers dig into my hips as he pulls me against him. I moan around the thick cock in my mouth and enjoy feeling them both deep inside me.

  The table creaks and starts to get a tad wobbly. Nick doesn’t stop, and neither does Eric. Soon I hear the cracking of wood beneath me and before I know it, the legs of the table are snapping off. The top of the table crashes down to the floor with me on top of it. Eric managed to jump back onto the couch. Nick just stood there watching.

  A few moments later, after the initial shock, Nick begins laughing. They help me up and we all get to the couch to have a good laugh about the now broken table. Our laughing subsides as our hands begin to wander, touching and grabbing and caressing whatever we can get a hold of.

  After quite a few rounds of becoming human Chinese puzzles we held each other on the couch. It was lovely. Eric was lying against the arm of the couch, propped up by a pillow with me lying on his chest. Nick was lying over the top of me, lightly kissing my shoulders and back. A while later we fell asleep in a naked pile of lustful fulfillment.

  You know, I never did get my bite to eat.

  After Divorce

  ~Bonus Story~

  A Steamy Contemporary Menage

  Nina Parker always thought she was happy. Strong, beautiful and well-kept, she had her life together. But only until her cheating husband James forced her to start all over again. This time around she would find real happiness though – in the arms of two best friends. Nathan Haynes is intense, passionate and a bit rough around the edges – a writer who spends his life dreaming.

  His best friend, Evan Wood is a trust-fund baby who wants for nothing in life and has a dreamy confidence to match his flawless good looks. When Nina finds herself sleeping with both, her conscious is easily confused by this new dynamic. But the two men set her at ease comfortably, drawing her into their world with seemingly no effort at all. They don’t mind sharing and neither does she. This time, the world is her playground and nothing will stop her – not even Nathan’s fear of flying!

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  Nina had always thought they would live happily ever after. But as she scribbled her signature at the bottom of the divorce papers, she could no longer deny that things were over.

  She should have probably accepted this fact the day she found her husband in bed with a woman ten years her junior but part of her had hoped that it was all just a bad dream. Nina was willing to start again, to forgive (but maybe not forget) but instead of apologizing for his behavior, James announced that he was leaving her for ‘the other woman’.

  After that, things happened pretty quickly and it was less than a month before they wound up here, sitting stiffly across from one another like strangers, accompanied by their lawyers.

  “Can you hurry up please, Janet is waiting for me,” James smirked as she read each page carefully again before initialing. “You’re already getting half, what more do you want from me?” he was annoyingly smug about the whole affair, making Nina even more bitter.

  “Would you at least pretend that the past seven years wasn’t completely meaningless?” she spat, signing another page without looking up at him. Nina couldn’t help but still feel hurt from the betrayal. She left like a fool, like her whole life up to this point had been a lie. She was signing away everything she built her world on, with a surname she couldn’t bear herself to separate from. She would always be Nina Parker, regardless of the divorce – she had decided already. He could take her home but not her name.

  “Shame, Miss Parker – better luck next time,” he grinned and she felt like stabbing him in the eye with the pen. But she pulled herself together, scrawling her name on the last page before pushing it back across the table.

  “Is there anything else?” she asked coldly, folding her arms in front of her, finally raising her piercing dark eyes to meet his. She could no longer recognize the man she married in him.

  He just laughed, quickly signing without even looking at the pages. “Maybe we can be good friends again in the future when you’re done with all this foolishness,” he said, giving the signed documents to his lawyer.

  “This ‘foolishness’? Are you mad?!” she completely lost her cool, exactly what he wanted – he still knew exactly which buttons to push and it infuriated her. "You're the one…" she started shouting but her lawyer gently placed a hand on her arm and she stops mid-sentence, trying to compose herself. "Never mind." Nina picked up her handbag and got up abruptly.

  “Are you not even going to say goodbye?” James asked patronizingly and she didn’t bother to respond, marching out of the office without so much as a second glance.

  She was beyond flustered as she stormed off to her car, glad to be out of the suffocatingly small room. But more importantly, glad to be away from her now ex-husband, mister playboy himself – James Parker. ‘How could I have ever married that idiot?’, she thought as she fished her phone out of her bag. She was young at the time, but not that young – 24 was a decent age to get married. Just a pity that she didn’t find a decent man to marry. But that was all done now; a thing of the past.

  Nina was too worked up to go home now, she would just sit angrily in her new apartment, staring at the boxes she was supposed to be unpacking. There was plenty of time for that later, she decided.

  Instead, she dialed the familiar number of her best friend.

  “Nina! Is it done?!” the voice on the other side answered after the first ring, not even bothering with the formalities of greeting.

  “Hey Grace, yeah. Your brother is a complete dick, you know that right?” Nina sighed, getting into the car and slamming the door angrily.

  “You can say that again. I’m so sorry, Nina. He really is such a jerk. You deserve better. Don’t worry, he’ll get what’s coming to him,” she said supportively.

  “I’m just glad it’s over. This whole mess has been so draining. I’m not exactly sure what to do with my life now…”

  “Well, don’t worry about that. Let me take care of this. I think we should go to Tony’s – to celebrate,” Grace suggested.

  “I don’t think I feel like going to a bar right now. It’s been a long day,” Nina protested meekly.


  “Nonsense!” Grace exclaimed on the other end. “Come pick me up. It’s just Tony’s, you don’t even have to get dressed. You’re finally rid of that idiot – you deserve a drink.”

  There was no use arguing. “I’ll pick you up in 15,” Nina gave in, knowing her friend would not give in until she agreed.

  “Perfect!”

  It was more like 20 minutes, but Nina picked up her best friend as planned and they headed off to their favorite local spot, one they use to frequent a lot in their varsity days. It felt like forever ago, but it couldn't have been more than 10 or 12 years. Nina only recently turned 31 and Grace weren't much younger. Still, she felt like a completely different person when they walked into Tony's this time around. This was where she first met James so long ago. She pushed the thoughts of her ex-husband out of her head.

  “A round of gin and tonics and some tequila as well,” Grace demanded from the barman without even bothering to consult her friend.

  Nina sat down at the table, waiting for Grace to come back with the drinks, throwing the tequila shot back without even protesting.

  “To your freedom!” Grace exclaimed and Nina just shook her head, sighing.

  She felt completely drained – like an old hag past her prime. Instead, she was still very much a gorgeous woman by any standard. Long legs stretched out beneath her toned figure and her dark skin was flawless. Her shoulder-length black weave was perfectly kept and swept in wavy twirls framing her strong jawline. She still turned heads wherever she went, but she didn’t feel beautiful – not after the month she had. James had broken down every last bit of self-confidence.