by Celia Kyle
Her pussy spasmed and clenched around Patrick's fingers, the muscles of her body tightening and releasing with each subsequent wave of ecstasy. Daniel pinched her nipples, hard, and the shot of pain went straight to her clit causing her to cry out.
"Yeah, you want to come, don't you? Come on Patrick's face; let him lap at that sweet cream. He's earned it."
Gina's hands curled into fists, fighting the urge to direct Patrick to where she desired his tongue the most. Then… then he latched onto her clit, circling the tiny, aroused nubbin with his tongue while he sucked. Round and round he went, flicking and licking her as if she were the rarest and tastiest of creams. Harder and faster he worked her pussy until finally… finally she came, pussy spasming and clenching around his fingers, back arched and muscles convulsing as her body reacted. She absorbed the waves of pleasure pouring through her, carrying her away with each ebb and flow dancing along her nerves.
Patrick slowed his attentions as her spasms died away, pressing soft, chaste kisses to her lower lips while Daniel tenderly petted her breasts, rubbing tiny circles on them. His lips, never far from her neck, continued to kiss and caress the skin below her ear. He murmured softly against her, telling her how wonderful she was, how good she had performed for Patrick, for them.
Patrick laid his head on her thigh, hands petting her legs as he caught his breath as well. His eyes, the pure blue of a mid-day sky, met hers and he smiled. Not the smile she normally got from him while at work. No, this was a smile containing emotions she dared not ever hope or wish for from him. She spared a glance for Daniel and saw hints of the same emotion. Oh hell no!
They couldn't do this to her. Not now, not after they'd discussed her being their toy. She'd spent too long protecting herself, and her heart, to have it crushed by these two men.
Quick as the cat who shared her body, Gina untangled herself from Patrick and Daniel's grasps and made a beeline for the stairs. Standing on the first step, she threw them a smiling invitation. “Last one in bed has to watch!"
She bolted, jogging up the steps as quickly as her out of shape body, complete with jiggly thighs, would let her. Behind her, she heard the thump of male feet pounding on the wood. She redoubled her efforts. It wouldn't be any fun to let them catch her on the stairs. As sexy as stairway sex sounded, she didn't imagine it'd be much fun in application.
By the time she crested the stairs, she was out of breath. Panting, she shuffled toward the bed, thankful she'd made it before…
A growl followed by Daniel's “Got ya!” was all the warning she received before her world turned upside down. Before she could blink, he had her flipped around and tossed over his shoulder. Even with her extra weight, he didn't break his stride. She raised her head and came face to crotch with Patrick's groin, his thick cock straining the fabric of his shorts.
"Hey, beautiful.” Patrick stroked himself over the cloth. “See something you like?"
Before she could respond, Daniel spun her around and pretended to drop her as he flopped onto the bed. Patrick slumped down next to him. The two men were barely breathing any faster than normal. The in-shape studs.
Daniel shifted and wiggled her until she lay on top of him, breast to breast, thigh to thigh, and gloriously hard cock to cunt. “So, where do you want to watch from, Gina?"
"What?"
Patrick rolled toward them and he stroked her ass, paying special attention to the area around her tail. She wiggled her ass in response; her cat purred on the inside, loving the extra attention he laved on that part of her. Most lovers, okay, all lovers, never touched her there. If they knew about her tail, they pretended it didn't exist. Well, except for Blaze those few times in the hot tub, but that didn't really count.
Patrick encircled her tail with his hand and stroked her from root to tip, sending a wave of pleasure through her body that only served to renew her arousal. Already her pussy throbbed and grew heavy with desire. And all he's done is touch my tail. “You are the last one in bed. Therefore, you have to watch."
She glared at him. “Am not. You were, I got into bed with Daniel."
"Nope, actually, baby, you haven't even touched the bed yet."
She swung her gaze to Daniel and glared at him next. “Nu uh."
"Ya huh. Who's holding you right now? Has your skin touched the comforter?"
A growl, deep, angry and predatory built in her chest.
"Hey.” Patrick swatted her ass. “Bad kitty."
Chapter Seven
Daniel spared a glance for Gina. She didn't look to be a very happy camper at the moment, but he knew that would change before all was said and done. He remembered the scent of her musk and how loud she'd keened just from watching him blow Patrick. Now, he was going to blow her mind. She was settled in his favorite chair in the corner with an unobstructed view of the bed, her tail swishing and dancing, the tip twitching. Yeah, she'd get the best show of her life and hopefully she'd join them.
He turned his attention to his lover, Patrick. The man was a study of trim lines and precisely sculpted muscle. Patrick had always been tall and lanky, especially compared to his own stockier build. But no matter what they did, the thinner man always gave Daniel a run for his money.
Patrick lay sprawled on the bed, legs hanging off the edge and hands propped behind his head as Daniel approached. Daniel didn't waste a moment. He whipped his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. His pants were next. He shoved them down his hips. Pulling them free of his erection, he let them drop to the ground and he kicked them aside. Gina's presence, though palpable, faded to a buzz behind him. He only had eyes for Patrick now, his lover of years, and the most beautiful man he'd ever seen.
"Shirt,” Daniel demanded and he was happy to see Patrick shift to comply.
While his lover worked to divest himself of his shirt, Daniel worked on the man's pants. With a few quick and efficient tugs, he had Patrick nude from the waist down. He let the other man worry about his shirt on his own since Daniel had exactly what he'd been looking for. Patrick's cock, full of blood and completely erect, stood tall above his groin. The plum-hued head was coated in a fine sheen of fluid. Yeah, his lover had really gotten off on pleasuring Gina and now it was Daniel's turn to do the pleasuring. He never could get enough of Patrick's cock. Plus, he knew he'd be getting a lot more before long.
Daniel dropped to his knees and placed Patrick's legs over his shoulders, opening the man to him completely. For the moment, he avoided Patrick's dick and focused a little further… south. He laved and sucked on his lover's balls, enjoying the thick musky scent that seemed inherently Patrick. The smooth skin and salty taste worked to heighten Daniel's own arousal. His tongue danced along the man's perineum, giving his lover more pleasure if Patrick's moans were any indication. He kissed, caressed, licked and sucked everything but Patrick's cock, doing his best to drive him wild. It wasn't often that Patrick relinquished control and allowed him to drive their lovemaking. He had a feeling the show was all for Gina.
"Please.” Patrick whimpered.
Daniel sucked one of Patrick's balls into his mouth and laved the taut skin as he stretched it. He released his lover with a soft pop.
"What do you want, Patrick?” Daniel wrapped his fingers around Patrick's thick cock and stroked him from root to tip. Patrick hissed his approval. “Should I make you beg?” He stroked him again. “Should I make you writhe and moan for me or give you what you want?"
Just as quickly as he'd started, Daniel stopped and reached into the bedside table. In seconds, he had what he'd been looking for. With a quick squirt, his fingertips were covered in cool, slick lube. He swiped the gel across Patrick's puckered asshole and the man pulled his legs farther apart. “Yeah, you're a needy bottom, aren't you? Want my cock in your ass, Patrick?"
"Yes, fuck yes, fuck my hole. I want her to see."
Daniel chuckled. Yeah, his lover, when in the mood, never could get enough.
"Got a good view, Gina? Want to get any closer?” He looked over to
the raven-haired beauty and nearly lost his train of thought. She stared, transfixed, at where his fingers toyed with Patrick's asshole, her own fingers pressed against her pussy, stroking the glistening skin. He licked his lips and his cock throbbed. Damn, but he wanted a taste of her, just as Patrick had gotten. Oh well, time enough for that… later.
He returned his attention to his long-time lover. Slowly, stretching out the sensations and the teasing for as long as he could, he slid two fingers into Patrick's ass. The man's hole eased open around him, as if begging to be fucked. His lover managed to pull his knees wider, opening up that ass as much as he could. And Daniel loved him for it. The wider he spread his legs, the better view both he and Gina got.
"Fuck me, please, Danny.” Patrick's eyes were closed up tight, face contorted from being in that place of pleasure so great it was almost painful.
He tugged on Patrick's cock, stroking from bottom to tip and back again as he soothed his lover. “Shhh… One more finger, baby, and then I'll take this ass. You want it, don't you? Want my cock inside you. Tell me. Let Gina hear how much you like having your ass fucked. Let her know that I'll be pretending it's her writhing beneath me while I pound away. You want that, don't you? Want me to yell her name when I come in your ass? Tell me."
"Yeah, want that. Want you in me. Show her how good it'll be."
Daniel looked to Gina, trying to gauge her response to their banter, only to find her attention focused on Patrick. Yeah, his lover was a sight. Aroused and wanting, the man looked to be somewhere between ecstasy and death and if not for the cock straining for Daniel's touch, he would have thought Patrick was in horrendous pain.
Daniel slid his fingers free of his lover's ass and Patrick whimpered in response. “Come here, Gina. I think it's time you did a little more than watch."
Gina rose and approached the bed in slow, measured steps, her eyes more than her body language telling him that she was unsure about what was going on.
"Give Patrick something to love on while I fuck this hole, Gi. I want him to lap at your cream while you put your sweet mouth to use on his cock. Think you can do that, baby?"
She licked her lips and watched as the flame of her arousal seemed to set her entire body afire. Her eyes widened and a small smile curved her lips. “Yeah, I can do that."
In seconds she whipped her t-shirt over her head and crawled onto the bed. He only caught a glimpse of her heavy breasts swinging free before she was crouched over his lover. Gina wrapped her fingers around Patrick's cock and sucked him down as if he were her favorite treat. He stared as she began sliding up and down Patrick's shaft with her mouth, swallowing him in slow, sinuous movements. His lover's asshole winked at him with every trip down the man's cock. As if begging, pleading to be filled.
He wasn't about to disappoint.
Cock throbbing in time with his own heartbeat, he lined the head up with Patrick's hole. Slow, slower than he'd ever entered his lover before, he slid past the first ring of muscles, easing into the tight heat. The couple before him moaned in unison as if he penetrated them both. He knew Patrick got nothing but pleasure out of being filled, but it seemed their girl really loved being a voyeur. He kept pushing; sliding into Patrick felt as if he were coming home. He imagined that entering Gina would feel the same. Already, he felt comfortable and calm around the spitfire and she'd already proved she was a match for them sexually.
Inch by inch he fed Patrick's ass his cock until his groin was pressed against his lover. The soft, silky crest of Gina's head bobbed against his abs. He froze, buried deep within the searing heat of Patrick's body. He loved the first penetration of a lover, the initial tug on his balls from the mind-numbing pleasure of entering someone so intimately. Gina slid up and down Patrick's cock with ease, tiny whimpers and moans escaping. He imagined his lover licking and sucking on Gina's juicy pussy, lapping the musky evidence of her arousal. Part of him wished he could fuck Patrick's ass and join his lover as he ate her pussy.
He tangled his fingers in her riotous dark curls, stroking her head as she sucked Patrick. Slowly, she slid up his shaft and released him with a pop. Patrick's ass clenched around him.
"Fuck him. Fuck him while I watch, Danny.” Her voice had fallen deeper, huskier, and it went straight to his dick. It pulsed inside Patrick as if saying, “Yes ma'am!"
Daniel slid his cock out of Patrick's hole and then slipped slowly in again. Retreat and advance. Advance and retreat. He kept his pace slow, building his orgasm right along with Patrick's. Gina smiled and his heart filled with an emotion very near to what he already felt for the man writhing before him and he returned her slow, promise-filled grin.
"Harder, Danny.” She moaned, eyes rolling into the back of her head and he imagined Patrick rubbing her tiny little clit. “Fuck him harder."
Daniel was never one to deny a lady. He gripped Patrick's thighs to hold him steady and increased his pace. Skin against skin, he thrust his cock in and out of Patrick's ass, fucking his lover while their lover watched the action. Again and again he shoved his cock into the tight hole, pounding Patrick like he loved. He bent his knees slightly, looking for that special…
Patrick cried out from under Gina. “Yes."
Yeah, he'd found that spot. The one that would make the man's eyes roll back in pure pleasure. He stayed in that position, pistoning his dick in and out of the hole while Gina watched. She soon returned her attentions to the cock in her hand, slipping and sliding that Cheshire grinning mouth over the hard shaft. Soon, they moved in tandem, her sucking and him fucking Patrick in the same rhythm.
Moans, groans and gasps filled the air as their three bodies worked toward the same goal. Daniel's balls drew up tight against his body, signaling his impending release. The zings of electric-charged bliss danced over his nerves, lighting his entire body and wrapping him in the unadulterated pleasure of imminent climax. His orgasm was close.
"Fuck, gonna come."
Gina nodded, her mouth still wrapped around Patrick's dick. His lover's ass clenched around his cock, telling Daniel without words that he was close as well. Fuck, yeah. All gonna come together.
He dropped his head back, body taking over now that his mind had all but been fried by the unparalleled ecstasy of his lover's ass. Then… then something downy soft and gentle brushed the area behind his balls and his eyes flew open to collide with Gina's.
"What the…"
Pressure increased and it finally dawned on him. He followed her tail's trail as it twisted around and disappeared between their bodies. Again, the pressure came, rubbing and stroking that sweet spot between his balls and ass. He widened his stance, allowing her full access to do as she pleased.
The combination of fucking and rubbing catapulted his orgasm to new heights. The tingling sensation that began around his balls ventured further into his arms and legs. Frissons of uncontrollable pleasure coursed through his veins with each heartbeat, forcing his pleasure higher and higher until…
"Fuck. I'm coming."
As if his own admission opened the floodgates, Gina and Patrick's groans rose above his own. His hips jerked while he came, pumping in and out of Patrick's spasming hole. Again and again he thrust, until his heart rate returned to normal. Gasping, he eased free of Patrick's ass and shuffled to the bathroom to clean up. Upon returning, he took care of his lovers, making sure they were tidied before he crawled into bed, placing Gina between them.
Yeah, that was fucking amazing.
As he drifted to sleep, he thought of how perfect it had all seemed and that he couldn't wait to wake up and make love to them both again.
Yeah, for like, forever.
Chapter Eight
Gina woke slowly with a smile on her face. How could she not smile? Just before passing out, she'd had one of the most amazing orgasms of her life. It managed to eek out past the first one of the evening by a hair. She figured watching Daniel fuck Patrick as she gave Patrick a blowjob had to be a contributing factor. Yeah, it'd been so hot, she thought s
he'd catch fire. And she burned hotter and came harder than ever before. Just imagine what it'll be like when they fuck me. Yeah, they'd fuck her too, just as soon as she could wake them up for it.
She stretched, a soft groan leaving her lips as she discovered a few new aches and pains. Neither man stirred. Daniel had flopped to his stomach at some point during the night and Patrick lay on his side, facing her, his lips pursed as if asking for a kiss. Slipping free of the sheets and blanket, she scooted to the end of the bed. When she stood, she noticed a movement in the doorway and a second later heard the click of nails on hardwood floors. Damn, best make nice with the pooch.
Gina followed Andy's clickety-clack retreat down the stairs until the poor dog had nowhere to run. She cornered him in the kitchen where he sat huddled against the door. Poor guy. One, he was the biggest scaredy-cat ever and two, he probably had to pee like nobody's business since they'd all been too caught up in themselves last night to worry about the poor dog. Of course, it was hard to think of him as a poor defenseless puppy when he weighed a smidge less than she did.
She held her hand out to Andy slowly. “Come here, Andy-boy. I'm not going to hurt you, just come here and make nice with the sniffles and then I'll let you outside, okay?"
The dog gave her a look that clearly said “Get fucked.” Huh, too bad she already had and the men who were likely to do it again were still asleep. Damn dog needed to get over his snit already. Finally, after being crouched down for what seemed like hours to her achy body, the dog eased forward and sniffed her hand. Then, the fucker had the audacity to growl. At her. Before he could open his mouth and bare those fangs his owners called teeth, her tail was out and whacking him upside the head. Just as quickly as his growl started, it ended with a yelp.
"Now, we can place nice, but no teeth or the tail comes out, got it, Fido?” The dog gave her a look that said, “Don't hurt me,” and she was satisfied.