“Shit.” Scooping her up into his arms, he sat on the side of the bed, cradling her against his chest.
At Jesse’s quiet expletive, Adam scooted across the mattress to sit beside them. Bending down to brush his lips gently across one tear-stained cheek, he absorbed the salty wetness, wishing he could absorb her pain and fear just as easily. “What is it, love? Tell us what’s wrong?”
“He—” She pressed her fist against her mouth, wanting to spare her two men the details of her ordeal with Phillip Nugent, but nothing could stop the words from tumbling out, erupting like pus from an infected wound. All the shocking details, everything Phillip had ever said to her, everything he’d ever done, came spilling out in a torrent of sordid ugliness, punctuated by bouts of sobbing. It took her nearly an hour to get all the poison out before her words finally slowed to a mere trickle. She lay limp as a rag doll, curled into Jesse’s chest, spent and silent except for the soft, hiccupping sobs that continued to shudder through her slender body even after she fell asleep.
Unwilling to leave her alone, Jesse and Adam did Rock-Paper-Scissors to see who stayed and who had to go downstairs to fix dinner. Jesse lost, so he fixed something quick—grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Sarah woke enough to eat a couple of bites, then fell back asleep, waking again around 1:30 a.m., sobbing and screaming.
Jerked out of a sound sleep, Adam rolled frantically out of bed and leaned over her, not bothering to lower the rail as he lifted her carefully up in his arms. He sat on the mattress holding Sarah sideways in his lap, his head bent over her protectively. As Jesse piled pillows against the headboard, Adam scooted up and swung his legs around so he could lean back against them. Jesse moved to sit beside him, lifting Sarah’s legs over his own lap. Both men stroked her soothingly, murmuring nonsense words until she drifted back to sleep without ever having fully awakened. For the next three days the two men slept in shifts, making sure one or the other was awake to love her through any more nightmares. Fortunately, there were none.
On Friday they flew to DC, where Will Durant performed the delicate surgery necessary to stabilize Sarah’s eye socket. The operation went without a hitch and two days later they were back home. For the next ten days, as Sarah’s body and mind slowly healed, Jesse and Adam treated her as gently as if she were a piece of fine porcelain, hardly daring to touch her, lest she break. They did all the cooking and cleaning, ignoring her when she protested that she was perfectly capable of scrambling an egg or washing a dish. And though they slept with her every night, they didn’t make love to her.
They didn’t order her around, they didn’t take her to the Play Room, they didn’t punish her even when she began deliberately doing things she knew would provoke them and generally behaving like a disgruntled two-year-old. They allowed her to wear clothes, including underwear, lacy bras, and barely-there thongs which they’d ordered from Sidonie’s and had delivered while they were in DC. They babied her until she thought she was going to scream with frustration. Damn it, where were her Doms? She needed to be fucked! She needed to be taken to the Play Room and used! Hard!
On the tenth day, they flew back to Bethesda for her final MRI and their final visit with Dr. Will Durant, who gave her the all-clear to resume normal activities. “Or abnormal ones,” he’d said with a wink, waggling his eyebrows at her. “Whichever you prefer.” They were home in time for supper, a delicious shrimp and scallop stir-fry, which Adam cooked.
Afterward, the three of them worked side by side cleaning up the kitchen, both men taking advantage of every opportunity to touch her, to kiss her, to stroke her hair, her back, her arms, the curves of her ass. Her arousal spiked through the roof, contracting her pussy so hard it was almost painful, spilling hot cream onto the silk and lace of her panties. But they were still being much too gentle with her. She wanted more. She needed more.
Finally, Adam came to a stop right in front of her. The hunger she saw in his sapphire-blue eyes sent her heart soaring to the stratosphere. “Oh, God,” she whispered, tears stinging her eyes. “Please tell me this means you guys are going to fuck me.” She lifted a hand to brush her fingertips along the white stress lines bracketing the corners of his mouth. “You’re not going to hurt me. And I need this so badly. I need you both, please.”
His smile faded, his eyes darkening with passion and need. His engorged cock was a hard ridge against her belly. Reaching around behind her, he unzipped her sundress and let it fall to the floor, leaving her bare except for the tiny pink lace thong covering her pussy. Threading his fingers through her hair he tipped her head back for a searing kiss. Using lips, tongue, and teeth, he ravaged her mouth, heating her blood until she erupted in flames. “Yes,” she hissed against his marauding lips. “Yes, take me, my love, don’t hold anything back.”
She felt Jesse move in behind her, his body a furnace against her back, his denim-covered cock nestling between the cheeks of her ass. His arms encircled her from behind, just beneath her breasts as he made a banquet of her creamy shoulders, licking and suckling, nibbling and biting his way across the satin smoothness of her skin. His hot breath raised goose bumps everywhere he touched.
Finally Adam released her mouth, bending down to capture one of her nipples, sucking hard, lashing his tongue back and forth across the hard little knot until she was a writhing, whimpering bundle of raw, desperate need. She turned her head to look into Jesse’s glittering black eyes. “Oh, God, please fuck me,” she begged shamelessly. “Please, Jesse. I need you so bad. Both of you, at the same time.”
“Are you sure, sugar?” Jesse’s arms tightened around her as he placed his mouth against her ear. “We don’t wanna hurt you. That’s the only reason we’ve been bein’ so careful with you.”
“I’m fine,” she countered firmly. “You heard what Will said, I’m completely healed. Please, please fuck me. And not gently, either, hard and rough. I need to know that I belong to you. That no one else will ever touch me a-again.” She ended on a little, hiccupping sob. While she was struggling to get herself under control, Jesse smoothed his hand up her abdomen to palm the breast Adam wasn’t suckling, lifting its soft weight, abrading his thumb across her stiff nipple. His cock throbbed between her butt cheeks. She moaned and arched her back, pushing her breast deeper into Adam’s mouth, her ass back against Jesse’s groin.
Adam released her nipple and straightened to recapture her mouth, pressing his tongue against the seam of her lips, demanding entry. Shivery moans spilled from her throat as she opened for him, welcoming the sweep of his tongue into her moist, sweet cave. He was a conqueror, staking his claim. And she was his captive, surrendering herself, mind, body, and soul.
Grabbing his shoulders, she hung on for dear life while he explored, worshipped, probed and plundered, melting her insides into a lake of molten lava. Suddenly he drew back, staring at her for a long moment, his eyes smoldering. She struggled to catch her breath. Then, with a quick, deft movement, he bent down, placed his shoulder against her belly and picked her up in a fireman’s carry, making her shriek in delight. Holding her in place with his arm across the backs of her thighs, he carried her, dangling upside down, through the dark great room and up the stairs into the bedroom.
Gently he laid her in the middle of the bed and stood looking down at her while Jesse walked up to stand beside him. She watched, mouth watering, pussy gushing, as both men undressed slowly, gradually revealing the rippling landscape of their heavily muscled chests, arms, thighs, and legs. And their cocks—Holy Moley! Jesse’s rose straight up from its nest of curly black hair. Adam’s curved upward, the tip oozing trails of pre-cum all over his belly.
“Hands and knees, Sunny,” Adam ordered, crawling onto the bed as she scrambled to obey. On his knees behind her, he stroked his hands down her back, up her sides, lingering in the indentation of her waist, along the smooth curves of her hips. He reached around to stroke her quivering belly before pushing one hand between her thighs, sliding his fingers through her wet heat, coating t
hem with her sweet juices. She let out a shuddering moan as he stroked up her perineum, painting her rosebud with her own natural lubricant until she was slick and—
“Oh!” Her body clenched around his little finger as he slipped it past the tight opening, entering her anus all the way to the webbing. Oh, God! That feels so good! A slight pinch. A slight burn. A pleasure so wild, she was quivering all over. God, she needed this! She’d missed it so much!
“Do not come, Sunny,” he growled against her ear, sensing how close she was. Pulling all the way out, he added his ring finger, easily pushing both of them deep inside her ass, wiggling them back and forth until she was consumed by the dark, carnal pleasure surging through her veins. A pleasure she could feel all the way to the deepest part of her womb as it released another cascade of slippery juice.
Adam skimmed his middle and index fingers through her soaking crease, circling her entrance before sliding them into her vagina. She let out a yelp as he began thrusting in and out of both orifices, pinching the membrane separating them between his fingers until she was gasping and whimpering, squirming uncontrollably because the pleasure was too great.
“Christ, love, you’re so tight!” Adam groaned, sticking out his tongue and swirling it around the whorls of her ear, making her entire body shudder and jerk. His calloused thumb found her clit and began to circle it. Arousal skewered her, spiraling up toward an orgasm that was so close it threatened to blow her apart.
“Don’t you dare come,” he repeated in clipped tones.
“Adam, I—Master, I—Yellow! Yellow! Oh, God, yellow!” she screamed, her entire body trembling violently as she desperately fought her climax. Instantly Adam’s fingers stilled inside both passages as her upper body collapsed onto the bed, every muscle straining for the release that was just beyond reach. The release that beckoned, enticed, seduced, with the promise of a pleasure so profound she would be forever transformed.
She took a deep breath and let out a low, ragged moan as Adam’s middle finger slowly pulled out of her vagina and slid up her perineum to join the two still in her anus. Oh, God! I have three fingers up her ass! I’m going to die of pleasure. Her moan turned into a whimper as the fingers once again began moving again, in, out, slowly, methodically, gradually ramping up both the pressure and the speed until she was bucking her hips wildly against his pleasuring hand. Rapture seized her, obliterating her ability to move, to speak, to think—to do anything but feel. And what she felt thrilled her to the bottom of her soul. She was breathing in short, sharp pants, each one ending in a harsh little cry as Adam plundered her anus, preparing her to take his massive cock.
Finally, he pulled his fingers out with a squishing sound, leaving her with her ass high in the air, a quivering, short-circuiting tangle of unfulfilled needs. “She’s ready, Jess.” He remained on his knees behind her, rubbing his hands over the satiny smooth skin of her derriere as she struggled to breathe.
The mattress dipped as Jesse crawled up on the bed and stretched out on his side next to Adam and Sarah. Propping his head on one hand, he lifted the other to touch her left cheek, wet with her tears, and she closed her eyes, lost in bliss. She was shaking, her breathing labored and erratic. She lifted her head and tried to speak, but could manage nothing more than an incoherent whimper.
Jesse rolled over onto his back, the weeping eye of his cock pointing straight up at the ceiling. Adam’s arm encircled her waist, pulling her up until she was sitting back on her heels between his legs, leaning back against him. His cock, damp with dribbling pre-cum, was an iron bar between her ass cheeks. “Straddle Sir, Sunny, and lie flat on his chest. He‘s going to take your sweet little cunt.”
Her movements were clumsy as she lifted her leg over Jesse’s hips and sank down, sitting on the ridge of his cock, feeling it throb and jerk along its entire length buried between her swollen labia. Taking a ragged breath, she closed her eyes, letting her head fall forward as she fought her body’s need to come.
“Grab hold of my cock, Sunny,” Jesse ordered. “Take me inside that sweet cunt of yours and wait for Master.”
Raising her hips, she reached between her legs to grab Jesse’s massive cock. She positioned the swollen head at her portal, then lowered her body one slow inch at a time, impaling herself on his rock-hard staff, feeling the elastic walls of her sheath stretch painfully around his advancing girth. God, it had been so long! And he was so huge! There was no way she could take him and Adam, too. There just wasn’t enough room!
She raised up and lowered herself again, scraping the entire length of his staff against her swollen clit. With an audible gasp, she collapsed against his chest. She was so close to coming. So close. His arms went around her and he began kissing the side of her neck. “Where are you, Sunny?” he asked.
“Orange!” she squeaked before hastily adding, “Sir!”
He chuckled. “Then I guess we’d better do somethin’ about that.”
Adam came up on his knees behind her, between Jesse’s legs, pressing the lubed head of his cock to her tight anal opening. “Let me in, Sunny. I need to fuck this beautiful ass.”
He pushed against the tight ring of muscle and she let out a harsh cry, arching her back and raising her ass, while at the same time trying to force her inner muscles to relax. Sweat popped out all over her brow, her back, between her breasts.
He leaned over her back, tenting her, gripping her hips to keep her still so he didn’t hurt her any more than he had to. “Sorry, sweetheart, I know it’s tight. Just try to relax, okay? Push back against me and push out as I enter.” He straightened and repositioned his hands on her hips. “It won’t hurt once I get past the sphincter.” With one sharp, sudden thrust, there was a pop! and the crest of his cock rested just inside her anus, widening her painfully. Stretched almost beyond bearing, she was breathing in shuddering little gasps.
“Relax, baby,” Jesse crooned in her ear as his hands stroked soothingly up and down her back. “The pain will pass, and you’ll soon experience more pleasure than you ever dreamed possible.”
As Jesse uttered his last word, Adam powered his hips forward, sliding through her grasping tissues until he was seated inside her up to his balls. She yelped, then subsided, feeling his cock pulse and jerk inside her dark nether channel. Immediately, the pinching, blistering pain became an equally pinching, blistering pleasure.
“Oh, God, that feels wonderful!” She marveled anew at how rich with sensitive nerve endings her anus was. She could feel every inch, every ridge of Adam’s penis as he completely filled her rear passage. She clamped her inner muscles around Jesse’s cock, wrenching a low moan from both men. Shivering, the breath huffing from her lungs, she struggled to adjust to the immense pressure of two huge cocks within such a tiny space.
Behind her, Adam was breathing heavily. “God almighty, sweetheart! What a wonder you are. I can’t believe how tight your ass is! Especially with Jess’s cock in your pussy.”
Beneath her, Jesse shifted his hips slightly before ramming himself more deeply into her sheath, groaning as he felt his cock glide along the length of Adam’s on the other side of that thin, stretchy membrane.
Oh, God! Nothing in her life had prepared her for this! For the pleasure that was rioting across her nerve endings. For the chaos that was rampaging through her body. For the lust piercing through her like the blades of a thousand knives.
“Christ, baby, you’re so tight!”
The two men held themselves still within her, giving her body time to adjust to the shock of their carnal invasion. They held still, even though every nerve, every instinct was screaming for them to thrust hard and fill her with their hot, bursting cum.
“I’m not gonna last long, Jess,” Adam said in a low, guttural growl. “She’s so goddamn tight!” He could feel the air crackling as electricity snapped all around them.
“I’m close, too.” Jesse hauled air into his lungs, but he remained motionless beneath her.
“Okay, you two,” she warned,
her voice muffled by Jesse’s chest. “None of us is getting any younger, here. If someone doesn’t start moving something soon, I’m gonna die of boredom. I’ve been waiting ten days for this, so you better make it damn good.”
Jesse laughed. “Since when does the slave give the orders?” Tightening his hold around her waist, he held her still as he began to move his hips, sliding his cock nearly all the way out of her gushing vagina. Pleasure flowed over her, sweet and viscous like warmed honey. As he pushed slowly back in, Adam’s dick slid out of her nether hole until just the head remained inside. Then he drove back in as Jesse withdrew.
Oh my God! Her eyes closed and her mouth fell open in drugged wonder. This is what I’ve been needing! This—oh, God! A rough, guttural moan slashed her throat as her two men began fucking her.
They set up a slow, steady, alternating rhythm that had Sarah gasping and moaning with the exquisite sensations they were creating in her body. She was so stretched, she could feel every inch of the two penises as they plunged in and out of her dual passages.
Through the fragile tissue separating their thrusting cocks, they could feel each other advancing and retreating in turn. “Jesus, Jess…” Adam’s head dropped onto Sarah’s sweaty back as he struggled for control. “It’s never been this good. Not ever.”
Gradually picking up speed, the two cocks pounded into her, hard and heavy, sending flames licking through her, incinerating everything in their path. The room was filled with the harsh sounds of breath seesawing in and out of their lungs as the three of them strained toward the completion that was so tantalizingly close. The smell of sex filled the room, hot and raw and wild.
Raw pleasure whipped through her body, flailing her senses until her entire world consisted of nothing but the twin cocks attempting to fuck her into oblivion. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. It was a pleasure so dark, so destructive, so forbidden she knew she would be forever changed by it. A pleasure greater than anything she’d ever dreamed possible. A pleasure she knew she’d have to experience again and again, because it was a pleasure she was never going to survive without.
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