by Diane Leyne
The fingers in her ass were moving again in a kind of scissoring fashion and she could feel the stretch, almost a bit of a burn, but in a good way. It distracted her, though, and soon she felt Blake pinching and tugging on her nipples again. Damn, it felt good, and she found herself moaning as he twisted them lightly.
The wicked fingers started pumping in and out of her ass and she could feel the need building. Her pussy felt so empty. The fingers in her ass weren’t enough. Maybe if she could rub her clit against the saddle?
She tried to twist and squirm, but the fingers just pulled out of her ass.
“Put them back!” she cried out.
* * * *
Quin looked down at the squirming woman in front of him and he wanted nothing more than to shove his cock up where his fingers had been, but she wasn’t ready for that yet. He sighed heavily and looked up at Doc.
“Want to watch me shove a butt plug up her ass? Then I think it’s time for a little discipline with my crop before we finally give her what she needs?”
“Sounds like a plan.” He watched Doc run his hands over her breasts once more before pulling reluctantly out of her mouth, giving the nipple a final pinch, and moving around to where Quin stood.
“You know, Deck, if I had a crop too, I could work her tits while you redden her ass,” he stated thoughtfully.
“I knew I liked something about you, Doc. And you are in luck. I do believe I have a spare in my saddle bags. Let me just take care of her ass and then we can get started.” As he was talking, he pushed the narrow end of the lubed butt plug against her puckered opening while she was talking. The first part slid in easily thanks to his fingers loosening her up a bit, but as it got wider, he was met with more resistance, so he started fucking it into her, gaining a little more ground each time.
“Doc, no, you can’t let him do this to me! You’re a nice guy, Doc. Please!”
The last word turned into a long drawn-out scream, not of pain, but of surprise, as the plug slid all the way home, stretching her wide before her ass closed on the narrower base, with just the end sticking out of her.
“Hell, Quin, that’s so hot. I love the look of her plugged ass. We’re going to have to keep her like that a lot.”
“Her ass is about to get a whole lot hotter. Let me just get my spare crop for you to use on her tits and we can begin.” He walked over to the saddle bag and pulled out his other crop. It had a shorter handle than the first, but the flattened round piece of leather at the end was perfectly sized for using on nipples. In fact, that’s what it was designed for.
He handed it to Doc, who grinned and took a couple of experimental swings at his own denim-covered thigh, presumably to judge the level of sting it administered. He looked up at Quin and gave him the thumbs-up signal.
It was time to begin.
Thwack, thwack, thwack. He brought his crop down on her left ass cheek and then three times on her right one, careful not to land on the same spot twice, then he paused. It was Doc’s turn.
Thwack, thwack. Doc flicked the crop against her hard nipples and she screamed.
He reached down and gave the butt plug a twist, enjoying the way she squirmed and moaned. Reaching between her thighs, he felt the moisture dropping down them.
“Damn, Doc. No wonder she’s screaming. She’s dripping so much honey, it’s running down the inside of her thighs. Our baby is turned on by being tied down and cropped while her ass is stuffed full of butt plug!”
Chapter 11
Jules heard the explicit words being whispered into her ear by Quin and felt even more cream running down her thighs. She had never felt more turned on in her life, and if one or both of them didn’t fuck her soon she’d lose her mind.
She felt Quin go back to cropping her ass. It stung, a lot. But the pain seemed to zing straight to her clit and the hotter her ass got, the stronger the need to be fucked. Oh, god, she was going to lose her mind if they didn’t take her soon.
They were taking turns, damn it. Now Quin had stopped on her ass and Doc was starting again on her tits. He’d cropped her nipples a half-dozen times each and they were so hard and sensitive that a light touch would make her go up in flames, but now he was avoiding them, concentrating, it seemed, on making the rest of her breasts as pink as her ass.
“Please!”
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me, dammit!”
“What do you think, Doc? I think our little subbie is trying to give orders!”
“She is indeed, Quin. Can’t have that, can we? She’s not even showing respect. Is that how you address your Doms, subbie?”
For a moment, Jules was confused and then it came to her.
“Please, Sirs, please fuck me.
She felt Quin moving behind her and the butt plug being removed. “Yes, yes. Fuck me hard!”
Quin shoved the plug back into her ruthlessly. Then he did it again and again until she was on the verge of orgasm. Then he stopped and reached around under her. She could feel the warmth of his fingers near her clit, but he didn’t touch it.
She squirmed harder, trying to bring her clit down to his fingers, but she couldn’t do it and she could feel the tears welling up.
“Oh, please, Sirs. I’m so close! I’m begging you both.”
“Doc, do you think we should give our little subbie what she’s asking for?”
“Well, Quin, she is begging so sweetly.”
She could feel Quin’s fingers closing on her clit. Just as he started pumping the plug in and out of her ass again, he pressed down on her swollen clit and started rubbing it. At the same time, Doc grabbed her nipples again and started pinching and tugging rhythmically. She could feel the small tremors start.
Once, twice, three times the plug breached her ass, and her climax slammed through her with the force of a freight train. She found herself bucking hard against her bonds and screaming out her climax.
At the same time, the fingers were suddenly gone. The butt plug was pressed all the way inside her even as she felt a cock at her pussy entrance and another at her mouth. Eagerly she opened her mouth wide as felt the two of them pressing into her one at each end.
She tried to work the cock in her mouth, but she could feel the other one in her pussy, her compressed pussy, made smaller by the plug in her ass, and she couldn’t focus, lost in the twin sensations.
“Just relax your jaw, baby, and let us do all the work,” Doc crooned, and Jules was happy to comply.
* * * *
“God Quin. I should have worn a cock ring or something. I’m not going to last.”
“Me neither. Her pussy is so damned tight, it’s like it is trying to hold my cock inside her.”
Doc wanted to reply, but the feel of his cock moving in and out of her hot, wet mouth was distracting. She’d obeyed and relaxed her jaw. He grabbed handfuls of her hair, wrapping it around his fingers and holding her steady as he moved in and out of her mouth.
Each time he pressed forward, he went a little deeper, trying not to go too deep too fast and make her gag, but she was taking him and gave every indication of wanting more, so he gave it to her. He went deeper and deeper until each stroke ended with her nose pressed against his groin.
“I’m not going to last much longer, Quin.”
“Almost there, Doc. How are you doing, Jules?” Blake could see him reaching down under her body.
Doc felt her throat convulse on his cock and then she started sucking again.
“Whatever you just did, do it again. I thought she was going to suck my cock off my body.”
“Yeah, she just clamped her pussy down so hard on my cock like she was trying to milk the cum out of it. Let me pinch her clit again and see what she does.”
This time she did more than suck. Blake could see her body convulse as another powerful orgasm swept through her body. It was too much for him. His own climax roared through him and he held himself deep in her throat as he shot rope after rope of cum directly down her throat.
He could hear a roaring sound and he looked up and saw that Quin was coming, too. Reaching down, he tugged on Jules’s rigid nipples once more and he was rewarded by another moan of pleasure as she came again.
He kept his softening cock in her mouth as long as he could, enjoying the hot, warm feeling before pulling slowly out. He was rewarded by her mouth clamping down on his retreating cock and trying to hold him inside her until he gave one last tug, and his cock out came out of her mouth with a popping sound.
He fell to his knees, suddenly exhausted. He looked up at Quin, meeting his eyes. He was sure he was wearing the same dazed, satisfied expression. He’d had a lot of sex in his life, the last two years notwithstanding, and he and Quin had shared lots of women over the years, but never like this.
He reached out and started untying her arms as Quin did the same with her legs. Standing, the two of them lifted her off the saddle, helped her to lay down on the blanket, and then cuddled up on either side of her.
He felt her curl instinctively into his body, her mouth open wide in a gigantic yawn. He held her close and could see Quin pressed up against her backside. It felt so right, the three of them.
“Guys, guys.”
“Mmm. What? Sleep now, subbie, talk later.”
“The plug is still in my ass.”
“Yes, it is.” He heard Quin’s amused tone. “And it’s staying there until I replace it with my cock.”
“Oh.”
* * * *
Jules came awake slowly, savoring the feeling of satisfaction, fullness, and just a little bit of soreness. It was still dark and as she yawned, she decided she could sleep a while longer. Her bed felt damned hard, though. She tried to turn and get into a more comfortable position but came up against a wall.
Since when was there a wall beside her bed? She tried to turn the other way, but there was another wall. A big, hot wall. No. It wasn’t a wall. It was a body, a body of a large and aroused man. She could feel the cock pressing against her full backside and another against her stomach.
And it wasn’t dark. She was blindfolded. She reached up and tugged it off her face and was greeted by the sight of Doc’s face lowering to hers and claiming her mouth.
Then she felt Quin move, and Doc rolled her onto her back and he was devouring her mouth. He, sweet, caring Doc, was dominating her, taking her mouth ruthlessly, even as he braced his weight on his right forearm while his left hand moved on her body, playing with a nipple before sliding down between her legs.
She moaned, knowing she was dripping wet again, suddenly needing him inside her. He pulled his mouth away from hers and braced himself on both his forearms as he lined his cock up with her pussy opening, the head just at her entrance, and waited.
She looked to her right, meeting Quin’s eyes. They were glittering with arousal. She could feel Blake start to press slowly into her, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling.
“No!” Her eyes flew open and she turned to meet Quin’s gaze again.
“No. Keep your eyes open and on me. I want to see your expression as he buries his cock inside your pussy.”
He reached out and smoothed her hair from her face. He ran his fingers lightly down her cheek and pushed one big finger into her mouth. She sucked on it as if it were his cock, moaning as Doc’s thick cock pressed into her swollen pussy.
Doc was all the way inside her and she expected him to start moving, but he surprised her by staying still. He reached down between their joined bodies and lightly touched her clit. She felt herself arch back as a mini-orgasm shot through her. Instinctively, she sucked hard on the finger in her mouth.
Both men groaned.
“Damn, Quin. She just clamped down hard on my cock. Fuck, she’s got some internal muscles.” His tone was admiring, but Jules still found herself blushing. “And you are right. She’s so damned tight with that plug up her ass.”
Jules blushed harder.
“Wait until you see how tight she is with my cock up her ass.”
Doc didn’t answer. Instead he rolled onto his back, taking her with him. Instinctively she tried to sit up, but he pulled her down and wrapped one arm around her shoulders. The other stroked gently down her back, almost as if he were gentling one of his skittish patients.
She stopped thinking about Doc when she felt Quin drawing the plug out of her ass, which now felt empty. It was soon replaced by his lube-slicked fingers pressing for entrance. He was starting with two this time and they felt so good. He quickly added a third and she could feel the burn. It quickly changed to a dark, edgy desire. She wanted more. She needed more.
“More!” she begged.
“My pleasure. Now just relax your ass and when I tell you, press back against my cock.”
She could feel him moving so that he was kneeling between her and Blake’s spread legs, and then his cock head was pressing at her ass. It was too big. It wasn’t going to fit, especially with Doc in her pussy. She struggled but Doc held her firm and was crooning in her ear exactly as if she was a nervous colt.
This wasn’t going to work. She tried to pull away from Doc, but that pushed her against Quin, and suddenly his cockhead pushed past her the ring of muscle and into her ass. She felt her sphincter close and clamp down on his cock just below the cock head, and she heard and felt Quin’s groan.
Slowly he pressed deeper into her ass. She felt him opening her wider, activating nerve endings that she didn’t know existed. She wanted to move. She needed to move, but she was held immobile between the two men, unable to do anything but take what they wanted to give her. It was the greatest feeling in the world but she felt as if she would come apart if he didn’t move faster, harder, deeper.
“Oh, god, Sirs. More. I need more! Now!”
“Quin, I have to agree with her on this. I’m not going to last, so quit dicking around and start fucking her!”
“Almost there, Doc. Almost there.”
Jules was ready to beg again when she felt Quin’s groin and heavy balls pressing against her ass. He was in her, all the way. Damn, she was almost lightheaded at the idea that both of them were buried deep in her body.
She felt like she was going to explode with need as she squirmed against their hard bodies.
“Move, dammit!”
“Only because if I don’t, my dick’s going to fall off! Don’t get any ideas about ordering me around on a regular basis, subbie.”
Quin started pumping inside her ass as Doc moved in her pussy. Each time he pulled out, Blake pushed in. They moved like a well-oiled machine and it wasn’t long before her first climax started moving through her, rippling at first, like a pond after a stone is tossed in, but the ripples changed to waves and she was drowning in lust and desire and completion.
Bucking hard between their bodies, she screamed out her climax again and again and again until finally they joined her with a roar. First it was Quin, holding deep in her ass and shooting wave after wave of cum deep into her bowels.
Then he pulled out and moved. Blake rolled her over onto her back and started pounding into her like a madman until he, too, came deep inside her.
Chapter 12
Jules wasn’t sure how much time passed, but she had to move. She needed to pee and then she needed to wash off. She was sticky with sweat and cum and more satisfied than she had ever been in her life.
She levered herself into a sitting position. Both men lay on their backs, still dozing, as she stood.
“Don’t get up. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
She took care of business and then slid back into the water. The cold shocked her the rest of the way awake and she’d never been so happy. She had been so worried when she’d suggested the ménage. For all Jess’s support, her two men had known each other and shared women for years. Doc and Quin were practically strangers, but they’d worked together to see to her pleasure with an ease that gave her great hope for the future. Even when she’d run into them at the cabin doing whatever it was they were doin
g there, they’d bickered and fought like two old friends, not strangers. Maybe they’d just clicked the way she and Quin had.
Life was funny sometimes. She smiled to herself. She was so damned happy. But then she shivered.
She looked up and realized that the sun was starting to set and she had to get to work. She climbed out of the water and dressed quickly. She was saddling Lucky when the men finally stood and walked over to her, still stark naked and both cocks semi-hard.
“Are you two insatiable?”
“Around you, yes,” confirmed Doc as he pulled her into his embrace, kissing her hard on the mouth. Then Quin pulled her out of Doc’s arms and it was his turn to kiss her.
“Why are you dressed?” he complained. “We’re ready to go again.”
“I can see that, Quin, but I have to get to work.”
“Call Micah. Tell him you are taking the night off.”
“Sorry, guys. Micah’s shorthanded and I promised I’d do a shift tonight.”
“We can come to you place after work,” he stated hopefully.
“Nope. I need my beauty sleep.”
“If you get any more beautiful, we’ll be beating the competition off with sticks,” Quin declared. “How about Saturday? Are you working Saturday night?”
“No, but, well, I have a date.”
“A date?” both men repeated in unison.
“She going out with you?” asked Quin.
“No, and I’m guessing that means she’s not going out with you either.”
Two sets of disapproving eyes met hers.
“Who are you seeing?” asked Doc.
“Yeah, who are you seeing, Jules? No. I don’t care who you are seeing. Cancel it. Tell him you already have two Doms. You don’t need to be dating anyone else.”