by Rhea Regale
She stole a quick glance between the men to the piles of loose hay. A blanket was laid out over a portion of the pile, and she raised a brow.
“Do you two toss around up here often?” she asked.
“Every now and again,” Travis answered without hesitation.
She lifted her gaze to Brent. “Take off his clothes.”
Brent silently obliged. Lexi noticed the urgency in Brent’s undressing. He tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Travis’s boots and socks were yanked free, his jeans suffering the same desperate fate.
Lexi nodded once. She became the focus of their combined attention.
“Kiss him,” she commanded both men. They exchanged a glance, then stared at her. Lexi pressed a finger to her lips to silence Brent before he began to speak. “Pretend I’m not here.”
“That’s a bit hard,” Brent said. He angled his strong body to Travis, cupped his face, and slanted his mouth over his lover’s.
Lexi moaned quietly as she observed how deep and passionate their kiss was. Travis’s arms curled around Brent’s waist and neck, pulling him closer. Brent filled his mouth. Her pussy creamed at the sight. Her lower belly stirred, the erotic sensation of arousal strumming more than her womb.
Never had her sexual appetite extended beyond dreams of passion. Dom never offered passion. Dom fucked her and left her.
Passion throbbed off Travis and Brent, and the resounding waves played a tune in her body that left her hot and wet and wanting a part in this play.
“Can you show me that same passion?” Lexi asked. Brent tore his mouth from Travis’s. Two sets of steaming eyes landed on her, burning her with hungry gazes. She dropped her arms from her breasts, sliding her hands down her hips. She ached. Oh, how she ached. “I’m a woman, nearly a stranger. Can you show me that passion you have between the two of you?”
Travis stepped out from Brent’s arms and took the handful of steps toward her. He caressed her cheek with the back of his knuckles, stretching his fingers at her hairline and combing them into her thick waves. He tipped her head up, his free arm slinking around her waist. With a gentle tug, she gasped, her body flush to his, the feverish, thick cock snug against her belly. Her breasts were pressed to the hard planes of his chest, her pert nipples tingling from the brush against his warm skin. Tentatively, she slid her palms along the curve of his pecs, curling her fingers around his broad shoulders.
“We will show you more,” Travis said in a sensual rumble that sent a trill of pleasure plinking along each awakened nerve ending.
The fiery itch between her legs exploded when Travis’s mouth claimed hers. As in the truck, he took possession of her without prelude. His skilled tongue swept through her lips, demanding her to return the kiss, and she did.
Lexi pressed up on her toes, her fingers sliding into the soft strands of his hair. He groaned into her mouth, shifting, his cock twitching between their tightly pressed bodies. His hand lowered to her ass and palmed her flesh before giving one cheek a squeeze. Her hips instinctively pressed into his, her pussy throbbing to feel him slide between her legs.
Another set of hot lips brushed over her shoulder. Another pair of strong, capable hands molded to her ass, slowly creeping around to the front of her hips, wedging between the nonexistent space between her and Travis.
Brent’s sinful mouth nipped and kissed a feverish path up her neck as one hand dipped below the small patch of wet curls and through her pulsing slit.
Lexi cried out. Travis released her head, allowing it to fall back against Brent’s shoulder.
“We can give you so much, Lexi,” Travis murmured, leaning back. He rubbed his cock against her belly, his hands coming up her side until they cupped her breasts. Brent played her pussy with one finger, back and forth, spreading her juice but never once touching her burning clit or her weeping entrance. Travis’s rough thumbs lashed over her sensitive nipples. She arched into his touch. “Give us a chance. Tell us what you want and let us show you what we can give you.”
“I need,” she gasped as Brent’s tongue traced the shell of her ear, leaving her momentarily dazed as goose bumps sprang over her body. His cock nudged her lower back, an erotic sensation that made her croon. Hot and cold twisted together, moisture painting lines of cool caresses, mouths and flesh leaving patches of heat.
“Yes, doll?” Brent whispered, his breath unraveling her as it brushed over the moist path across her ear.
“Oh my, I can’t think,” she confessed.
Travis chuckled, the rich sound cascading over her mind like supple leather. A draft of cooler air sifted between them. She peeled back her eyelids enough to watch him dip his sandy-blond head and capture one of her nipples between his teeth. Spears of raw pleasure raked through her, leaving her body a humming symphony waiting for her conductors to unleash the climatic finale.
Travis suckled hard, the sharp pinch of pain soothing to erotic delight as he rolled her nipple over his tongue. His fingers kneaded her other breast, Brent’s lazy strokes between her pussy lips keeping her teetering on the tantalizing edge of an explosive precipice.
“Lexi, I want you,” Brent whispered. At last, he slid two fingers knuckle-deep into her cunt. Every muscle in her tensed. “I want this wetness around my cock.”
“Yes. Take me,” she breathed. “Take me now.”
“Travis, suck that other pretty nipple. I want to feel her cream.”
Travis turned heady eyes up to them, tugging her nipple and releasing it with a wet smack. He turned into her other breast and claimed that nipple, treating it with the same rough and tender play as the first. Her thoughts fled her. All she could do was feel, and she starved for more.
Brent cupped the underside of her chin and turned her head up. She found herself staring into a sexual blue storm his eyes could not hide. His thumb tugged down her bottom lip, his fingers still lodged deep inside her body. She tried to sit on his hand, but his grip on her chin tightened slightly.
“No. You won’t come until I’m inside you, doll.” He released her for a short moment. She felt his hand slide between her backside and his cock. When he returned his thumb to her lips, he pressed his appendage into her mouth. A salty-sweet tang flowed over her tongue, and she sighed with delight, licking every last drop of semen from his callused skin. He tasted delicious, and the sudden urge to drink him into her mouth and milk his cock until she could sip up every last drop of cum nearly overwhelmed her.
Brent growled, the rumble vibrating through her bones and lending another dose of taunting to her taut nerves.
“How do I taste, sweetheart?”
“Delicious,” she purred around his thumb.
“Travis tastes just as good.”
Travis nipped her pearled nipple. She sucked in a sharp breath from the sting.
“Oh yeah, doll. You like that, don’t you? I can feel you creamin’ around my fingers,” Brent hissed into her ear. He pressed his thumb deeper into her mouth, and she sucked eagerly. “Hell on fire. Trav, I think that’s enough.”
“One more thing,” Travis said. “My jaw’s so damn tight from the smell of her, I can’t resist.”
Lexi allowed her teeth to gently scrape along Brent’s thumb as he removed the appendage from her mouth. A heavy breath splayed across her neck before he kissed the tender flesh with a ravaging hunger. His fingers left her body empty, and she whimpered in protest.
Travis dropped to his knees. He pressed one of her legs up, tipped his head, and ran his tongue through her pussy.
“Ohhhhh,” she sighed. “Lick me again, Travis.”
He did, the slow trek from her entrance through to her clit rocking her.
“Ready, doll?” Brent asked. She didn’t have time to answer. Travis leaned back on his heels, allowing Brent to scoop her into his arms and haul her the short distance to the blanket-covered hay pile.
He smiled down at her before releasing her into the plush bed. She scrambled to right herself, but he grabbed her ankl
e, gave her a playful tug that nestled her ass in a dip in the hay, and spread her legs wide. She stared up at him, the hard, thick cock jutting toward her, glistening with moisture. Her lips parted when Travis came up behind Brent. He wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist, slowly rolling a condom over his dick. Brent’s lips thinned, a straining crease forming over his brow. Travis came around him and grabbed his jeans from the ground. Lexis watched him pull out a container of lube before his gaze landed on her.
“Are you okay, Alexis?” Travis asked. She couldn’t find her voice, lost in the crashing waves of anticipation and excitement, and nodded instead. Travis frowned. “No, baby. I want to hear you say it. Just to be certain.”
Lexi motioned to the lube in his hand. “Tell me what you’re going to do.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I–I don’t know. I’ve never had two men before.”
Brent lowered to his knees between her thighs. He slid his hands up her belly to close around her breasts. She closed her eyes, bowing into his rough hold, loving how he touched her and how her body reacted.
“I’m gonna fill your pussy, doll.” His hands left her breasts and lowered to her hips. He lifted her ass and positioned the wide head of his cock against her opening. “Would you like to suck Travis’s cock? Quench that hunger I felt in you while you sucked my cream from my thumb?”
She chewed her lower lip, the tension coiling deep in her belly. The pressure against her cunt left her breathless. She wanted him inside her, but he refused to oblige, despite her wiggling against him.
“I’m craving him,” she said. A small grin touched Travis’s mouth. He wrapped his fist around his cock and slowly stroked himself.
“Good, baby.” Travis knelt down beside Brent and smacked his ass. Brent growled, the smack jerking him forward. Lexi gasped as his large cock pressed into her body, stretching and filling and ripping her from reality. She tilted her hips, wrapping her legs around his waist, and impaled herself on his cock.
“Brent…Brent…ohhh, I’m burning for more of that, like that,” Lexi managed to mutter. She reached out for Travis’s cock, but he shook his head. “Why? Come here.”
“No, baby. Not yet.” Travis’s gaze was locked on Lexi and Brent, where their bodies met. Brent eased back, the easy glide along her inner muscles shooting her to a peak. She couldn’t help herself, lifting her head from the bed of hay to watch. His cock was immense and hot, the fever of his skin soaking into her. The sheath that covered him glistened with her juice.
He slowly thrust into her. Joining in the most intimate of ways sent a rush of heady exhilaration along her spine. Her face warmed. There was something so sexy and so erotic about watching this incredible man claim her body, his hands holding her hips as he rocked against her. The heady scents of musk and cologne intoxicated her. Every muscle in his body flexed and bunched with each thrust, the dull yellow light spilling down on them casting his chiseled form in delectable shadows.
“You are beautiful,” she murmured. The words slipped from her mouth. An uncertain half grin curled the corner of Brent’s mouth, and he paused, completely inside her. He leaned over, kissing her fingertips as she reached up to his face and traced the strong, rugged jaw and sharp curve of his brow.
“I think it’s you who are beautiful.” He dipped his head and kissed her mouth tenderly. “So soft and smooth. I can’t get you out of my head, woman.” He splayed his hand over her knee and followed her leg to her waist. “God hear me, I’m likin’ you more than I have right to.”
“Is that so bad?” Lexi asked quietly. She wove her fingers through his satiny waves, the strands pouring between each appendage like cool water.
Brent looked down at her. Those blue eyes were shadowed in the poor lighting, but the heat of his gaze burned bright.
“We’ll find out soon enough, won’t we?”
Lexi wasn’t prepared for the sudden change in the atmosphere. The sincere moment she and Brent shared disappeared when he rolled them over, landing her atop of him. He grabbed her face in his hands and brought her mouth to his, crushing her with a kiss that expelled every last rational thought and inhibition from her mind.
He thrust his hips upward, the delightful friction against her clit spiraling her closer and closer to that place of heightened bliss.
The heat of Travis’s body covered her backside. Brent paused and whispered, “Trust us, doll. You tell us when to stop.”
“Is he going to…?”
“Baby, you’re not ready to take us both tonight,” Travis said, the tip of his cock leaving a cool trail of moisture over one globe of her ass. She felt the scrape of his teeth against her side and let out a sharp breath. Brent groaned.
“Aww, you’re squeezing my cock and it feels so fucking good.” Brent gasped, thrusting his hips harder. Each glide worked her clit, the bundle of nerves humming louder and louder, their song resonating along each nerve, each vessel, and each muscle. Blood rushed against her ears, drowning out the grunts as Brent’s fucking grew more desperate.
Travis grabbed one side of her hip in a powerful grip, forcing her and Brent to still. She glanced over her shoulder and caught sight of a strange object just before he reached up and gently pressed down between her shoulder blades. Brent’s arms wrapped around her, holding her to him, his cock lodged so deep, each breath causing a spark of friction to roll through her pussy.
“What is that?” she asked.
“Just a lil’ somethin’ to get you ready,” Travis said. Her hair cascaded over her face, making it difficult to see. He spread her rear wide open to him. “Brent, she’s got such a pretty little ass. This little rosette is just waiting for us to show her how much pleasure we can give her.”
She was near breathless, the maddening pulse in her pussy intensifying. When she felt cool moisture glide along her rear valley, her instinct drew her up tight. Brent released a sharp breath.
“Hell, you’re gonna milk me by doing that,” he warned.
Travis gave her ass a light smack, and she moaned. The pressure of Brent stressing the seams of her body left her with an intolerable itch that drove her to the brink of madness. “Relax, filly. I won’t hurt you. I’m gonna slip this little butt plug into that sweet hole of yours and allow for your body to adjust to being filled a different way.”
“Push back. Open yourself to him and relax,” Brent cooed.
Lexi didn’t question the unusual sex play. She wanted it, wanted Brent to finish her off, wanted Travis’s cock in her mouth.
She wanted things she would never have imagined before crossing paths with these two, because here, it felt right.
The narrow tip of the plug pressed against her rear hole. She began to tense then forced herself to rest her muscles. Watching through the strands of hair that obscured her view, she caught Travis’s hungry gaze when he looked up at her.
“Feelin’ okay?” he asked.
“Yes. There’s pressure, but it actually feels kinda nice,” she admitted. He twisted the plug, working it deeper as it grew thicker. Her body stretched around it, accepting the toy, while her imagination played over the very image of Travis leaning over her, his dick filling her from the back while Brent filled her from the front.
She couldn’t keep her eyes open. The sensations invading her were overwhelming. The plug slid deeper and deeper, Travis’s gentle hand taking his time, pushing only as far as her body would allow until it adjusted. Brent’s breathing had become rapid, brushing across her hair. His heart thundered in her ear.
“Ahh, there we go,” Travis murmured. Brent’s arms loosened around her, and she braced herself on his shoulders. An unusual fullness accompanied the butt plug, but when she moved, sitting herself down on Brent, he slid against a spot inside her vagina that left her trembling.
“You’re hitting my G-spot,” she said, rocking against him again. Another intense rush followed, the subtle trembling increasing.
Travis settled at Brent’s head. Lexi tentative
ly reached for his large cock and wrapped her fingers around the hard, hot length. His skin was velvety and rigid. The slit at his crown beaded with juice. She leaned over and licked him, savoring the musky flavor.
“Wait until we’re both taking you together, baby. You don’t know what’s in store, especially if you’re liking that plug already.” Travis combed his hands through her hair, tipping her head to look up at him. He smiled, his dark eyes smoky and intense. She tried the plug, squeezing her muscles around the toy as Brent lowered her hips hard against his. The first cord of control snapped, the beginning of an orgasm trickling through the cracks.
Travis fisted the base of his cock and offered himself to her. She dipped her head and sucked him into her mouth as far as she could. His fingers curled in her hair, guiding her head along his shaft. She swirled her tongue, learning every fine detail of his dick, absorbing the delicious flavor of his skin and his juice.
Beneath her, Brent grabbed hold of her waist and guided her up and down his cock. Each strum of his length through her body and along her clit snapped another stitch, and another. Pleasure swelled. Her breaths turned to pants, her mouth pumping harder and harder around Travis’s cock. She was losing control, the edges of her world cracking into webs, stretching from her fingers and her toes, speeding closer and closer to the epicenter of her body, that small nubbin of nerves that pulsed, pulsed, pulsed…
Brent slammed into her over and over. She exploded into a millions pieces of throbbing elation. She cried out with each rough pump of his hips, her delight muffled by Travis’s staff. Her arms gave out, and she grappled to hold herself up, sucking him harder, working his length with a demanding suction.
Brent barked, his body becoming rigid beneath her. She felt each powerful spurt course along his cock until it reached release. Her own body continued to sing with her orgasm, tremors racking along her muscles, her cunt clenching around Brent, her greedy mouth coaxing Travis.
Hot, thick cum hit the back of her throat, and she eagerly swallowed it down. Travis grunted, thrusting his hips forward, forcing more of his cock into her mouth with each violent spurt of climax. She drank him in until he fell away from her, sprawling out over the hay pile.