“Don’t deny it, buddy, you’ve got a serious thing going with sexy Miss Lizzie. So what I don’t know is—why are you willing to share the one woman I’ve ever seen you feel something solid for?”
Jack had considered denying the accusation, but instead had just been honest. “Because I want her to feel everything. I want her to know ultimate pleasure.”
“And afterward? Will you be okay with it then, knowing I’ve fucked the woman you love?”
Again, Jack had the urge to deny it—damn, when had the word love come into play here? But he didn’t. “Look, I’m pretty sure this isn’t a serious thing to her. She’s in a place where she’s explorin’ her sexuality, learnin’ to lose her inhibitions. No matter what I feel or don’t feel, I think sooner or later she’ll get her fill of sexual experiments and then we’ll probably…go our separate ways. So the after part doesn’t really matter. What matters is that I help her have these experiences, that I help her take her sexuality wherever it wants to go.”
Ty had flashed an incredulous look. “So you’re saying you’re going to let her go, that easy?”
Jack had shrugged. “We’re in different places in life. She’s just broken up with a longtime boyfriend and discovered this new, wild side of herself. I think she’s got a lot of livin’ to do, probably with a lotta people.”
“What if you’re wrong and she only wants to do her living with you?”
He shook his head. “For your information, I invited her to move in with me, and she said no. I can take a hint.”
Ty rolled his eyes. “Sometimes I think you’re a little too laid back for your own good. If I wanted something long-term with a woman, I’d pursue her until she wanted the same thing.”
“That’s where you and I are different, my bon ami,” Jack said. Because he wasn’t Ty—he had a reason not to pursue it. Even if he wanted her, his father’s regrets still played through his head—he sure as hell didn’t want to end up the emotional mess his dad had been, over a woman. If Liz really wanted to be with him, if he knew she wanted something strong and lasting, he wouldn’t be able to resist. But if she didn’t—mais, he was just going to let the chips fall where they would and assume that’s how things were supposed to be. He’d done all right with that philosophy in life so far.
And he meant what he’d told Ty about their proposed ménage a trois—it was about her, and it was about him being willing to share her in order to please her, and it was about the two of them sharing the experience.
As they both watched the lovely stripper giving Ty a very sexy lap dance, Jack’s erection grew more rock solid. The woman swiveled her hips in his friend’s lap, arching against his cock in perfect simulated sex. Her breasts shimmied before Ty’s glassy eyes, her nipples dark and erect. Ty, of course, couldn’t touch her, but his gaze traveled from her delicate face to the swell of her breasts to the pale g-string that hid her crotch.
Jack slid his hand between Liz’s knees, gliding it slowly up to the edge of her skirt and underneath, his fingers playing over the lace tops of her stockings. He wanted to do so much more—wanted to reach his hand inside the low opening of her incredible dress, wanted to rake his fingertips across her pussy, which he knew had to be soaked by now. He wanted to press against her naked body from one side while Ty pressed against her from the other, wanted her to know the excitement of being worshipped so decadently. And a part of him even wanted to take her back to his place—alone, no Ty—and lock her up and keep her there forever, his, only his. But that was a little scary, a little like something his father might have thought about his mother—and fortunately for Liz and Ty, he wasn’t going to listen to that possessive little voice growing inside him. Instead, he was going to offer all three of them the ultimate thrill.
As the sexy stripper ground her crotch into Ty’s, moving in hot little circles, Liz leaned to whisper in Jack’s ear. “I think I’m ready to go back to your place.”
He looked into her eyes and saw the undeniable passion there. “With Ty, too?”
She nodded solemnly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Are you?”
“Oui. Definitely.”
Chapter 8
The cab ride, though short, was excruciating. They didn’t talk, but Jack caressed Liz’s thigh. She sat between the two men, all the while wondering how it would begin, how Ty would become involved in something they’d gotten pretty good at as a twosome, how it would feel, how she would respond. She kept wanting Ty to touch her in the cab along with Jack, but he didn’t. The waiting had turned to torture.
Once inside the apartment, Jack said, “Something to drink?”
“Wine,” she said.
“For me, too,” Ty added.
She took a seat on Jack’s couch and Ty joined her. Their eyes met and this time she didn’t look away, simply wouldn’t let herself. Jack sat down on her other side, lowering three stemmed glasses to the coffee table, along with an uncorked bottle of wine, which he then poured.
He picked up his glass and said, “Maybe we should toast something.”
Liz raised her glass and said, a bit breathlessly, but suddenly feeling more daring, “To sharing.”
“To sharing,” Jack repeated, and the three of them clinked glasses.
Liz took a long sip, then set her glass on the table and turned to Jack. “I’m suddenly…so ready for this,” she breathed.
“Ah, lovely chere,” he whispered, looking deep into her eyes before slowly leaning in to deliver a long, hot kiss, his tongue swimming in languid circles around hers.
It sent a burst of unquenched desire exploding through Liz’s body, leaving her pussy throbbing with maddening intensity. She kissed him back, twining her arms around his neck, leaning over into his embrace.
One kiss turned to another as his hands roamed her back, ass, waist, sliding up to massage one needy breast. And even as she let herself sink into Jack, because Jack was everything in that moment, she remained ultra-aware of Ty’s presence, too, knowing he sat on the opposite side of her, watching their passion, waiting to join in. She’d meant it when she’d said she was ready; she desperately wanted to feel his touch along with Jack’s, and finally she stretched out her legs beside her, knees bent, until she slid one high-heeled foot onto Ty’s warm thigh.
And then it came—his touch, a gentle grazing at her ankle, his fingers playing about the strap of her sexy shoe. Still making out with Jack, she rubbed her foot against Ty’s leg to let him know the touch was welcome.
His light caress moved tenderly up her calf, past her knee. Still licking at her responsive tongue, Jack slipped his hand into the top of her dress to take her breast in his hand. She let out a small moan—amazed at the sensation of having two men touch her, and wanting so much more.
Ty’s hand slid over her dress up onto her hip, caressing. She wanted both men to touch her freely—everywhere—so she broke from Jack’s sensuous kisses and rose up on her knees, still facing Jack, but making herself more available to Ty, as well.
Taking the lead, Jack slid his hands up her thighs, under her dress, gathering the red fabric up past her stockings to her hips, revealing the tiny red mesh thong she wore. Ty joined in, too—mmm, yes—his palms sliding up the backs of her thighs and onto her bare ass, massaging. She arched, pushing her butt into his hands, thrusting her chest forward. Jack took the opportunity to spread the dress’s halter top to either side, freeing her breasts. He caressed their softness, twirling her hard nipples between his fingers, all while Ty continued playing with her ass—and then she felt kisses there, light, heavenly kisses that nearly buried her. Her pussy felt electrically charged, so hot, so wet.
Next, Jack lifted his mouth to her breasts. He licked and suckled and caressed while Ty continued his ministrations on her ass—small, light kisses that sent shivery ribbons of heat to her cunt.
Part of her could have let them continue such sweet licks and kisses all night long, but Liz wanted more—of both men. Turning, she lowered he
rself to sit back on the couch, reaching boldly up to kiss Ty.
He kissed differently than Jack—firmer, more insistent, and she liked the contrast, becoming instantly aware that her two lovers this night would perform together but apart, the same but different.
Jack resumed nibbling one breast, his hand drifting down over her stomach and in between her thighs—not quite to her pussy, purposely teasing her, she knew. Then Ty’s mouth left hers, moving down to her neck, shoulder, and finally to her other waiting breast. Whereas Jack suckled her, Ty began with gentle licks over her taut rosy nipple. Together, the sensations were driving her mad, and to look down and see them both pleasuring her breasts was wildly arousing. Soon, Ty’s licks turned to sucks—hard, satisfying pulls that shot straight from her nipple to her wet panties. He, too, slid his hand along her thigh and she was sure her pussy would die of agony, but then finally Jack’s fingers slid deeper—oh God, yes—stroking her aching little cunt. She instantly spread her legs wide and became aware that both men’s hands were at her thong—Ty’s fingers slipped beneath the thin elastic at her waist, stroking over the bit of pubic hair she’d left above her slit while Jack rubbed hot circles over her clit through the red mesh.
More, she wanted more. So she pushed Jack back until he half-lay on the couch. She began working at his belt and pants as Ty reached around from behind to cup her breasts in his strong hands. After freeing Jack’s beautifully big cock, she couldn’t go slow—she bent and lowered her mouth over him, taking in every inch of him that she could. “Merde, baby,” he breathed. “Your mouth is so fuckin’ sweet.” She loved the feel of him between her lips, filling her mouth, loved getting him wet as she moved up and down his thick length. She kneeled on the sofa, pulling her knees up beneath her—the position gave her better access to Jack and at the same time offered her backside to Ty.
Ty took the cue and pushed her dress farther up over her ass, caressing as he went. And then—mmm, finally—he pulled the elastic away until she felt the mesh that cupped her cunt being raked aside. She instinctively parted her legs, wanting him to see her bare pussy from the back, all the while enjoying Jack’s lovely cock.
Soon Ty’s mouth was on her mound from behind. Sweet heaven. Instinct made her push her swollen cunt against him as he spread her ass with his hands so he could lick her better. God yes—she moaned as Ty’s tongue sank deep into her slit. She whimpered and groaned around Jack’s shaft as the incredible sensation rocked her, bolting through her whole body, making her hips move to better meet each hot stroke of Ty’s tongue on her pussy.
It was then that she felt Ty’s fingers—he’d reached through her legs to rub her clit. Oh yes, it was just what she’d needed to experience complete, satiating pleasure and she moved her hips a little harder, sucked in Jack’s cock a little more deeply. Being pleasured from both ends was incredible enough, but to be receiving that pleasure from two different men was staggering. Yes, yes, yes, she thought each time Ty’s long fingers circled over her clit, each time Jack’s cock invaded her throat. Yes, yes, soon, soon—she was going to come for them, so hard. Suck, gyrate, suck, gyrate, suck, gyrate—yes, and then…oh!
Sweet waves of ecstasy flooded her, rushing from her cunt outward through her entire body. She released Jack’s cock and cried out in all-consuming passion as Ty’s fingers and mouth continued working at her, finishing her off.
When finally the waves receded, she opened her eyes to see Jack watching her. His hands cupped her face. “Good, baby?”
She could only nod, too weak for words.
She almost wanted to collapse then—collapse on Jack and sleep. But no. This was her one night to have two men, and she’d barely had them yet. She intended for there to be much more, so she wasted no time, pivoting her body on the couch to face Ty and offer her pussy to her sweet Jack.
Ty’s handsome face was as lust-filled as she knew her own must be. And now that she’d sucked Jack’s beautiful cock so long and so hard, she wanted to know Ty’s in the same way, wanted to show him how good she was, how hungry, how much she was enjoying being with both of them. As she reached for his belt, he shrugged out of his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a muscular chest with a sprinkling of pale brown hair. Parting his pants, she reached into black underwear and pulled out his cock. The shaft was not quite as large as Jack’s, but it looked strong and capable.
Her bared breasts hovered over him, so she lowered them around his erection for a slow, tantalizing moment, making him release a groan. He felt hot and hard between them, the perfect complement to her lush softness.
From the back, Jack was massaging her ass in his hands, pushing his fingers into her wet opening. They slipped in with ease and he moved them in and out in the same slow rhythm she used to fuck Ty with her breasts. Inside, she felt utterly intoxicated, filled with joy and the new freedom that had brought her to this amazing place.
Raising up, she took Ty into her mouth. He moaned. She felt Jack lean around her slightly and knew he was watching her—he used his free hand to pull back her hair, gathering it in one fist, so he could see her lips wrapped around his friend’s hard-on. She kept working at Ty, thrilled by having Jack witness her pleasuring his best friend so intimately.
But finally he released her hair and situated himself more directly behind her. His fingers still glided in and out of her juices and she bucked her hips against them.
Then she felt his cock. It slid between the cheeks of her ass in a pseudo-fucking motion and felt delicious there. Delicious, but within a few seconds, she wanted him inside her, deep, fucking her pussy while Ty fucked her mouth. Two cocks in her—just like Jack had teased her about liking, wanting. She did want it, desperately.
And then finally that sweet, hot cock slipped between her thighs, entering her wetness deep and easy, filling her up so completely that for a brief moment it was overwhelming. She moaned against Ty’s shaft at the impact of taking Jack from behind—a position in which she always felt fuller, each stroke more intense.
As Jack fucked her slow and hard, she sucked Ty in the same tempo, so that both shafts filled her in unison. At first she wondered how long she could go on that way—it was so extreme, so overpowering, to take two large, driving cocks into her body at the same time—but soon she realized she never wanted it to end. She’d never felt anything more forcefully pleasurable. Her body felt made for this, made for the hot rhythm they all fell into, made to give and receive such heady pleasure.
When Jack’s strokes began to come faster, she sucked Ty faster, too. The sultry air was filled with moans from all three of them as the fucking worked toward a rigid peak. Jack was setting the pace now, deciding how fast or slow or hard they moved against each other, and Liz liked giving him that power, knowing her body and then Ty’s in turn would submit to whatever Jack decided. He pounded into her, seeming to give up any control he’d once rendered, and she cried out with each stroke, even as she moved her mouth up and down Ty’s mighty erection.
“Fuck, here I come,” Jack murmured behind her. And then his strokes crashed hard, hard, hard as he released his hot seed into her just as Ty groaned, “Ah…me, too,” and Liz pulled her lips away, immediately aware that she only wanted to give Jack the privilege of coming in her mouth. She aimed Ty’s cock at her chest and felt the warm spurts onto her breasts.
Jack eased her back into his arms and he rubbed Ty’s milky white sperm into her soft globes of flesh. Below, Ty sat up and did the same with Jack’s semen—he cupped her mound and, as the fluid leaked out, massaged it into her pussy. She felt so wet with both of them that she wanted to lie there forever just soaking their come into her sensitized skin.
* * * * *
Jack and Liz stood near the foot of the sofa—Ty lay on it watching them. Jack undid Liz’s dress behind her neck to send the halter straps falling down around her waist. Then he pushed the red fabric at her hips until it dropped to her ankles, leaving her in nothing but a miniscule pair of red panties, nude stockings, and sexy-
as-hell strappy shoes. She was fucking gorgeous and after what they’d just shared, he knew without doubt that letting her go wouldn’t be the easy task he’d made out to Ty earlier today. When his sweet Liz decided it was time for their fun to be over, he would be left with a hole in his heart. But he refused to dwell on that now. This night, this woman, was too phenomenal.
He slid his thumbs into the elastic curving across her hips and pulled the mesh panties down to reveal that lovely, smooth pussy of hers. He dropped to his knees to help her step free of the g-string, bringing his eyes level with her sweet cunt. He couldn’t resist delivering one long lick up her naked slit, where her clit and pink lips peeked out for him. She shuddered, turning his cock a little harder.
Rising to his feet, he gazed into her eyes and thought he’d melt from the hot desire lingering there, shining on him like emerald flames. He said nothing because no words seemed adequate to describe the connection he felt with her now. He simply took her hand and led her to the bathroom.
Ty followed, watching as Liz slowly undressed Jack. Jack loved the way she peered into his eyes as she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it from his shoulders, then dropped to her knees to lower his pants. She delivered one light kiss to his cock—already half-erect again—before turning to undress Ty in the same manner.
Jack reached in the shower, turning on the water, then drew Liz inside, Ty entering behind her. They all remained silent—Jack simply handed Ty a sponge and took for himself the soap mitt Liz had enjoyed during their last shower.
“Lift your arms over your head, chere,” he instructed her, watching as she leaned against the shower wall, between the two men, arms held sensually above her. She looked like a European statue, only better, because her beauty was real; she was flesh and blood.
After lathering their sponge and mitt, Jack and Ty both began to wash her, running their soapy shower tools over incredibly soft skin. Jack kneeled, concentrating on her round hips, her narrow waist and slender stomach, her lovely pussy. He glanced up to see Ty rake his sponge across her breasts, her taut nipples peeking through the bubbles.
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