The Sextet Presents... Small, Medium, and Large [A Toy Story] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour)

by Cheryl Brooks

  Chapter Nine

  Lance had done some strange stuff before, but being down on all fours while Renee squirted syrup on his balls and Toby smeared his buns with butter was at the top of the list. “Now, this is kinky.”

  Renee giggled. “You should see it from this angle.”

  “Awesome ass,” Toby sighed. “Totally awesome.”

  “Bite me,” Lance said, shaking his butt.

  “Don’t worry, we will.” Renee’s breath was already hot on his skin, so he had some warning, but when her teeth sank into him, he let out an involuntary groan. Glancing down at his dick, he was surprised he hadn’t come all over the floor.

  That was close…

  Renee leaned down and licked his nuts. “Has anyone ever sucked your balls before?”

  “Nope. So far, nobody’s been able to get them in their mouth—and anyone who could, well… I’m not sure I’d want them to.”

  “I see your point.” She might not have been able to suck them, either, but her tongue was working perfectly. And so was her hand—though the buttery syrup might have helped.

  Actually, everything she was doing was a little too perfect. “Renee… I’m going to come if you don’t stop that.”

  “Where the hell is my whip?” she grumbled. “Don’t you get it? I’m trying to make you come.”

  “Oh. Well, in that case, you’re doing a great job.”

  She paused for a moment, her hand still gripping his dick at the base. “But now that you mention it, I suppose it would be better if we made you wait. More suspenseful.”

  “Mmm, yeah,” Toby said. “Who do you want to go first? Me, or Renee?”

  A fingertip grazed his anus. Lance bit his lip, struggling for control. “Doesn’t matter,” he gasped. “I’m about to lose it.”

  “Lance, baby,” Renee purred. “If you need to come, you go right ahead. We can still fuck you.”

  Lance shuddered. “Then somebody better fuck me before I go nuts.”

  “Me first,” Toby said. “My dick is ready to go. Renee’s is still on the table.”

  “Damn. I knew I was forgetting something.” Renee let go of his penis and got up. “Just need to wash my hands and put on my dick.”

  Toby was already running his cockhead up and down Lance’s crack. “God, that feels good.”

  “And it’ll feel even better soon,” Toby promised. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

  At this point, Lance really didn’t care if he was gentle or not. His cock and balls were on fire. Rocking back against Toby, he felt the first pang of penetration. “Toby…please…”

  “Hold on. I’m working on it.” Toby sighed as he withdrew and then pushed in again. “Gotta do this right.”

  “And Toby’s really good at it,” Renee said. She whistled appreciatively. “You two are so fucking hot.”

  Lance looked back over his shoulder. Renee was completely nude except for the strap-on. And she had a whip in her hand.

  Oh, shit…

  Lance knew he couldn’t last much longer. Toby was almost in, and if Renee had been wearing a little more leather, he probably would’ve climaxed from the sight of her alone.

  “I’m in,” Toby announced. “Ohmygod. I’m really fucking you, Lance. How does it feel?”

  “Incredible,” Lance whispered. “Absolutely incredible.”

  Toby moved slowly at first but soon began slamming into him, his balls smacking against Lance’s skin. “Can’t help it, Lance. Gotta do it just a little harder.”

  Lance backed into Toby and was amazed at what a difference it made. “You can fuck me as hard as you want. Just don’t stop.”

  * * * *

  Renee ripped open a condom and rolled it onto her dick. She’d never seen two men fucking before, and couldn’t believe the effect it had on her. Her whole body was on fire, and she wanted to nail them both. Starting with Toby.

  Moving in behind him, she leaned close and whispered in his ear. “Bend over, baby.”

  “Oh, fuck, yeah,” he groaned. “Do me, Renee.”

  With a quick squirt of lube, she grabbed him by the hips and began working her way into his tight little ass. It didn’t take long, and soon, Renee was the one doing the work, thrusting into Toby and subsequently ramming him into Lance.

  Toby didn’t last a minute. With a hoarse cry, his head snapped back as he unloaded into Lance. As soon as his ejaculation was complete, Renee pulled him out of the way. “Get down there and suck his dick.”

  Toby lay sprawled on the floor for a moment before sliding underneath Lance. Renee still didn’t know what they’d done after she’d fallen asleep the night before, but this wasn’t the time to ask. Yanking off the condom, she then replaced it with another and stepped up between Lance’s legs. She didn’t bother trying to be subtle, giving him several lashes with the whip before driving the dildo balls deep into him in one quick thrust. He’d said he wanted a gang bang, and a gang bang was exactly what he was going to get.

  If his groan was anything to go by, Lance was thoroughly enjoying himself. Grabbing him by the hips, Renee fucked him as hard and fast as she could. Unlike a man whose efforts would end with his own ejaculation, Renee could keep going until she simply wore herself out. Lance’s climax was the limiting factor, not hers. And she couldn’t wait for him to come all over Toby. “Are you sucking him good, baby?”

  Since Toby undoubtedly had his mouth full, Lance replied for him. “He’s doing a terrific job.” He paused, shuddering. “Oh, my God, this is so fuckin’ hot…”

  Renee laughed. “You like being the middle of a fuck sandwich, don’t you, Lance? Too bad your dick is too big for Toby’s ass.”

  “It’s too big for my mouth,” Toby gasped from down below. “I’m just using my lips and tongue.”

  “And his hands.” Lance let out a satisfied sigh. “He’s got such great hands…”

  * * * *

  Toby had the best seat in the house. Lying on his back with his head between Lance’s knees, he watched his buddy’s syrupy nuts swaying back and forth with the rhythm Renee set, that huge cock swinging up and down as she fucked him. Snatching a seat cushion from a nearby chair, he placed it under his head. In that position, he could easily reach Lance’s dick if he pulled it down far enough, and he had a terrific view of Renee’s long, slender legs, her clearly defined muscles flexing with each thrust. The glistening pink folds of her cunt were visible through the open crotch of the panty harness. Toby reached up to stroke her velvety soft pussy lips. God, she’s turned on…

  If only he had a bigger pillow to lie on. A thick, foam pad that would raise him up to where those big balls rested on his face and would also give Lance easy access to Toby’s dick. Mmm… And all that while Renee fucked Lance in the ass. Toby smiled wickedly. Something else to check out at the toy shop.

  “Hey, Renee,” Toby called out. “Throw me another pillow.”

  Moments later, a chair cushion landed beside him. Stuffing it beneath his head, Toby scooted up until Lance’s scrotum was within easy reach of his tongue. “And I’ll need the lube.” He held up a hand and Renee slapped the bottle against his open palm like a scrub tech passing instruments to a surgeon.

  Toby had nearly shot his wad the night before when Lance covered him with cum, and he was itching for a repeat performance. Lubing up his hands, he gripped Lance’s thick shaft and tilted his head back to lick those sweet balls.

  Lance collapsed onto his elbows. “Oh, God…”

  Toby had always admired Lance’s strength, but his shuddering groan made Toby feel powerful. For the first time in his life, he was the one in control—along with Renee, of course, though being in charge wasn’t new to her. No, her virgin territory involved relinquishing control, and the way she’d fallen apart when he and Lance ganged up on her proved how much she liked it.

  The thought of fucking her again sent blood rushing to Toby’s groin, but right now, he had a cock to jack off. He could hardly wait to be deluged with Lance’s hot, creamy cum
, and shivered as he thought of having his balls in Lance’s mouth while Renee sucked him. Oh, yeah. With a man and a woman as lovers, he had everything he could possibly want. Lance, whom he’d been in love with for years, and Renee, whom he was well on the way to loving every bit as much.

  Lance lasted a little longer than Toby had, but not by a whole hell of a lot. He was already so hard that the veins on his dick stood out like a road map, and Toby was pretty sure Lance’s coronal ridge could’ve popped the cap off a beer bottle. From the way his balls slid up and down in his scrotum, Toby knew he was close, but kept going until he heard the sharp inhalation that signaled Lance’s climax. With a few short, panting breaths, Lance came with the force of Mount Vesuvius, spewing a line of cum that stretched all the way to Toby’s balls.

  * * * *

  Renee slowed her thrusts, leaning in hard to grind her dick in Lance’s ass, and kept it up until he tumbled sideways to lie on the floor next to Toby.

  Backing away, she stripped the condom off her dick and then pushed off the harness. The base of the dildo rubbing against her clit had almost finished her off, but not quite. She gave Lance another smack on the butt. “Move over.”

  Lance groaned and scooted back, leaving a space between him and Toby big enough for her to lie down. The floor was sticky, but she needed release so badly she didn’t give a damn. They could mop up the mess later.

  Collapsing between her two men, she pulled Toby over for a kiss. He tasted like buttery syrup spiked with essence of Lance. Delving deeply into his mouth, she pressed a hand to his chest, spreading cum over his skin before breaking off the kiss. “Mmm…you taste so good.”

  She was talking to Toby, but it was Lance who replied. “I’ll bet you taste good, too, Renee.”

  A purr rose up in her throat. “Then why don’t you lick my cunt and find out?”

  Renee had never said that word aloud in her life. In fact, as much as she disliked it, she was surprised she didn’t choke on it. But at that moment, telling a man—and not just any man—what to do using precisely those terms nearly made his subsequent efforts unnecessary.

  But what Lance could do with his tongue was certainly worth waiting for. One moment she was begging for his touch, and the next she was crying out as his mouth descended. Tracing the length of her slit with the tip of his tongue, he teased her clit before thrusting past her pussy lips to devour her aching cunt.

  Toby got into the act, sliding further down her body until his mouth reached her breast. His breath on her skin had her nipples tingling with anticipation, and she arched up off the floor, pressing her tit against his lips. Toby’s tongue was every bit as talented as Lance’s, drawing moans from her as her body began the steady climb to her climax.

  Lance followed her movement, tonguing her clit mercilessly. “Mmm… Let’s see if we can make you even slicker.”

  Opening her eyes, she watched as Lance licked his own cum off of Toby’s balls and then went down on her again.

  Renee’s eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh, Lance, that’s…” She couldn’t even finish her sentence. With the addition of his creamy semen, her pleasure doubled and her entire body tensed—waiting, anticipating, climbing higher as their tongues stroked her. She held her breath as the piercing note of her orgasm swelled until it burst, flooding her mind and body with blinding light.

  Neither of them stopped immediately, but kept on, coaxing cries of ecstasy from her until her body could no longer respond. With one final swipe of his tongue, Lance crawled up beside her, dragging both her and Toby into his embrace. Renee was content to lie still with her head resting on his arm, completely sated in mind and body. Lance kissed Renee on one cheek while Toby kissed her on the other. Turning toward Lance, she kissed him back, noting the satisfying mix of flavors on his lips.

  “That was amazing,” Renee whispered. “You two are fantastic together.”

  “No,” Toby said. “You two are fantastic together. I got to be the middle of a fuck sandwich. I may never be the same.”

  “And I got gang banged and loved it,” Lance said with a rumbling laugh. “So I’d have to say you two are the best.”

  Toby sat up. “Are we fighting?”

  Renee sighed, pulling Toby back down for a kiss. “Hey, if that’s all we ever have to fight about, I’d say we’re in good shape.”

  Toby trailed a finger down between Renee’s breasts. “I know something I’d like to fight over.”

  “Oh, what’s that?” Renee asked—though she had a few ideas.

  “Who gets in the shower first and who has to mop up the floor,” Toby replied. “We made a bit of a mess here.”

  Renee considered this for a moment. “I don’t know about that. Seeing as how I’m the one wielding the whip, I don’t think there’ll be any fighting.”

  “Yes, but if you tell Lance to mop the floor, and he doesn’t do it, he’ll just get his ass whipped, and he’ll like that so much that he’ll never do the floor.”

  Renee laughed. “That reminds me of an S&M joke I heard once. The sadist shows the masochist his collection of whips, and the masochist says, ‘Ooh! Are you going to use them on me?’”

  Lance groaned. “Oh, let me guess. The sadist says ‘No.’ Right?”

  Renee’s gave him a playful slap. “Should’ve known a guy with a closet full of whips would’ve heard that one.”

  “Sure wish you hadn’t,” Lance said, rubbing his chin. “Gonna have to think of another ploy.”

  Chapter Ten

  Jackie’s piercing eyes scrutinized Renee from head to toe. “Okay, who are you, and what have you done with my boss?”

  Renee raised a quizzical brow. “Is there a problem?” Renee didn’t know why she bothered giving Jackie the evil eye. Jackie was the one person in the office who seemed to be immune to its effects, despite the fact that Renee was a good foot taller than she was. Middle-aged with snapping black eyes and a body as frail as a wren’s, Jackie refused to be intimidated by anyone.

  “You haven’t been here ten minutes, and you’ve already smiled twice. I thought Stuart was going to faint.”

  “He held the door open for me,” Renee protested. “What was I supposed to do? Kick him?”

  Jackie rolled her eyes. “Come on, Renee. You know you hate it when a man holds the door for you. He only did it because he didn’t realize it was you.”

  “And why wouldn’t he know it was me?”

  “Well, your hair’s down, for one thing. And you’re wearing...” Jackie’s gaze swept over her again, a hint of revulsion touching her lips. “…pink.”

  Renee glanced down at her skirt. “What’s wrong with pink? It’s supposed to look good on a blonde. Isn’t it?”

  “I can’t believe you had anything pink in your closet,” Jackie said bluntly. “Wait until Duane sees you. He’ll want to borrow it.”

  “I doubt that,” Renee said. “Besides, it wouldn’t fit him.”

  “You’ve obviously never seen him in drag.”

  “Well, no, I haven’t.” She darted a glance at Jackie. “And when did you see him in drag?”

  “Never mind that,” Jackie snapped. “The last time we talked you were about to do—what was it?—‘strange and wonderful things to two men’?”

  Renee felt a thrill racing over her skin at the thought of all the “strange and wonderful things” she’d done with Toby and Lance during the most exciting weekend of her life. She only hoped that in the ensuing week the two of them wouldn’t decide they didn’t need her. That niggling little doubt plagued her like a persistent cough. Don’t think about that, Renee. “So?”

  “Well, did you?”

  “Why do you ask?”

  “Ah, so you did,” Jackie said with a knowing smile. “That explains it. They must’ve drugged you and the effects haven’t worn off yet. What was it? Crack? Ecstasy?”

  Ecstasy was certainly the word for it, though not in the way Jackie meant. Renee had to bite her lip to keep from giggling. Jackie would really think she’
d been replaced by a pod person if she were to do that. “No, they didn’t drug me.” Unless incredible sex could be considered a drug…

  “Well they must’ve done something to you. Not sure you should go into the board meeting like that.”

  “Like what?”

  “Without your game face on,” Jackie replied. “They’ll eat you alive.”

  Actually, being eaten alive wasn’t a bad thing, as Lance and Toby had proved beyond a shadow of a doubt. “No, they won’t. Just because I’m wearing pink and have my hair down doesn’t mean I’ve lost my edge.”

  “You forgot about the smiling thing,” Jackie reminded her. “Fatal at a board meeting. The board may be on your side—after all, they appointed you—but those other vultures have been waiting for your armor to crack. Don’t let them do it, Renee.”

  “Don’t worry, I won’t.” Thankfully, she’d written her report before going shopping for sex toys. She was loaded for bear. Muntan didn’t stand a chance.

  But when she took her seat at the table in the boardroom and listened as the various managers droned on about this and that, her mind drifted. Lance was an agricultural engineer, and, according to Toby, knew all about how to grow food without destroying the planet and had his own recipe for organic fertilizer. What else did he know? Had he sold his recipe to anyone? Or was he developing it himself? The whole “test garden” thing in their front yard suggested that he was doing the research on his own.

  Renee suddenly realized she’d spent far too much time whipping his ass when they should have been discussing feasibility studies and marketing strategies. She wasn’t sure when she would have done that, though, unless it was while they were mopping the kitchen floor. The fact that whips and collars and leashes had been involved would have made that type of discussion unlikely, but still…

  Her untimely chuckle drew the eye of everyone in the room, including the Big Kahuna of all assholes, chief financial officer George Muntan who was wrapping up his report at the time. “Ms. Swarovski, would you care to comment?”