by Marla Monroe
Warm wet lips closed over her other nipple, pulling a startled gasp from her since Wade was still sucking and kissing along her neck and shoulder.
“Stanton,” she breathed out.
He answered with a hum that stimulated the nipple in his mouth. She couldn’t be still with them playing with her as they were. The feel of two hot, wet mouths against her skin was almost more than she could handle. Combine that with one hand tugging at a nipple while yet another hand rested on her belly, drawing lazy circles there, and Lyssa was as close as she’d ever gotten to a climax without direct stimulation to her clit.
“You are so beautiful, Lyssa. You taste like apple cider. I can’t wait to lick your pussy and find out what it tastes like.” Wade’s deep, raspy voice hummed along her neck near her ear.
Hot breath fanned her there, sending goose bumps all along her skin. She wanted to touch them, but they both still had their clothes on and had her trapped beneath their big strong bodies.
“I want to feel you. Please undress for me,” she pleaded as she writhed beneath the two men.
Wade pulled away from her after placing one last kiss on her lips. She ran a hand through Stanton’s shaggy black hair, fisting it then releasing it over and over. The more she massaged his scalp, the more he sucked and tugged on her nipple. The hand on her belly moved lower, cupping her mound in his hot hand.
She saw movement from the corner of her eye and knew that Wade was undressing, but with the lamp extinguished, Lyssa couldn’t really see much of him to know what he looked like without clothes. The bed dipped as he climbed back on and anticipation tightened the fist of the hand not playing in Stanton’s hair. She wanted to touch Wade but held back. Fear of the unknown stilled her for a few seconds before she felt him settle next to her, the heat from his body caressing her. He was so close.
Stanton slowly released her nipple and cool air puckered the wet tip. He climbed off the bed to undress now that Wade had returned to the bed. Wade took her hand and lifted it to his lips. He placed a kiss on her palm then on the tips of each finger. When he held her hand against his warm chest, she sighed. Though they’d all three slept in the same bed since running from Barter Town, she’d always wore a T-shirt and the men wore their underwear. As Wade slowly dragged her hand down his chest to his belly, Lyssa’s pulse sped up to a near gallop. If he continued to drag her hand downward, she had no doubt where her hand would end up.
Her fingers dragged down hot skin to brush across the thin trail of hair leading to his groin. His soft moan when she reached the obvious goal of his cock made her smile. She wrapped her hand around the base of the shaft and squeezed.
“Fuck, that’s perfect, honey,” he groaned.
Lyssa lightly ran her hand up and down the thick stalk a few times before once again squeezing it. The feel of velvety soft skin over rigid steel amazed her. She wanted to rub her cheek against his dick and feel the way something that hard could still feel so soft at the same time. Without thinking, she moved down the bed and held Wade’s cock with one hand while she gripped his hip with the other and slowly ran her tongue up and down the length of him.
“Holy hell! Lyssa,” he hissed out, threading the fingers of one hand through her hair as she licked around the crown of his penis.
She hummed against the head before stretching her mouth around the thick appendage and slowly lowering her head to take in as much of his cock as she could. With her mouth as wide as it would go, Lyssa slowly moved up and down Wade’s dick, her tongue moving around it as much as possible. Each time she lifted up along the stalk, a trail of her saliva coated the generous expanse of his hard flesh. Her mouth lowered until reaching the section her hand remained wrapped around to keep her from choking on the sheer size of his massive erection.
Lyssa allowed the hand she’d had holding on to his hip to move lower and capture his heavy balls. It didn’t take her long to discover that gently tugging on the skin just behind his scrotal tissue was huge turn-on for him. He jerked in her mouth and groaned loud when she did that.
The dip of the bed behind her told Lyssa that Stanton had returned and she didn’t have much time before he would take over the control of her body once more. When either of them touched her, she lost all control and common sense.
Sure enough, Stanton halted her attempts to make Wade come by spreading her thighs and gently rolling her over to lie flat on her back against the mattress. Instead of waiting for Stanton to have his fill of her, Wade repositioned himself so that he knelt next to her head, placing the ruddy head of his still-hard cock a hair’s breadth from her lips.
“Suck my dick, Lyssa.” Wade’s raspy voice had her insides turning flips.
She didn’t hesitate, anxious to take up were she’d left off. He’d been so close to losing control and coming in her mouth. She wanted that, wanted to feel him shiver beneath her hands as she sucked him dry.
“You’ve got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, Lyssa,” Stanton said. “All pink and wet and ready. I’m going to make a meal off of you, darling.”
The contrasts between the two men weren’t lost on her. Where Wade was hard edges and rough tongued, Stanton was smooth, easy to read, and steadfast in his beliefs. Both men were loyal to a fault. Lyssa had no doubt they would both lay down their lives to protect her. With there being two of them, the chance that she might lose one of them decreased. Together they stood a much better chance of surviving whatever life threw at them. She didn’t want anything to happen to either man. They had both stood up for her and seemed to care about her. What more could she wish for in this screwed up world?
All thought left her head as Stanton ran his hot, wet tongue up her slit to trace around her clit in one smooth motion. Her swift gasp for air gave Wade the opportunity to sink the crown of his cock into her open mouth. He didn’t choke her. All he did was remind her that he was still there, waiting for her to finish what she’d started. Lyssa was only too happy to comply.
“Hell, yeah, honey. That’s it. Suck me hard. Aww. Just like that.”
Wade’s husky voice urged her on as she ran her tongue all around the silky, taut shaft then took him to the back of her throat. When she swallowed around him, letting the muscles of her throat contract against his dick, Wade hissed out a curse and buried his fingers in her hair once again.
Lyssa bobbed up and down on his hard-as-rock cock, swiping her tongue over the slit with each retreat to claim her prize, the slightly salty cum that beaded there. She’d expected it to be bitter tasting, so it was a welcoming surprise to find that she liked how he tasted.
It didn’t take long for Stanton’s talented tongue to distract her once again as he ran the tip of his tongue around her clit then rasped over it again and again. The intense stimulation had her own climax inching closer and closer to the surface. She fought to slow it down. She wanted Wade to go over first. Lyssa could already tell that her eventual release would be devastating. She’d no doubt be worthless to either man once she came.
“Wade. Her pussy tastes like pure honey. It’s tangy and sweet all at the same time,” Stanton said. “I could eat her for hours, man.”
“Wait until she gets her mouth on you. You’ll think you’ve died and gone to heaven,” Wade bit out through gritted teeth. “I swear it’s like nothing you’ve ever felt before.”
Lyssa concentrated on Wade’s cock as she sucked it in and out of her mouth. If he could talk to Stanton, she wasn’t doing something right. With a slight grin on her widely stretched mouth, she swirled her tongue around the rim of the crown then lightly raked her teeth over the baby-soft skin. The groan that he gave told her all she needed to know.
Stanton surprised her when he sucked in her clit to hold it captive with his teeth. He licked across it over and over until she was sure she would climax before she could get Wade off. Lyssa desperately wanted him to climax first. She redoubled her efforts, sucking him deeper into her mouth then swallowing around his cockhead when she’d managed all that she could.
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“Fuck! I’m going to come, honey. Back off,” he all but yelled.
She refused to allow him to pull her off of him, choosing instead to wrap her free hand around his heavy scrotum to gently message his balls. It drew a snarling growl from the man as his cum erupted from his cock to fill her mouth. Lyssa swallowed convulsively, trying to take every drop of him. Thankfully Stanton had backed off of his attentions to her pussy so that she wouldn’t choke on Wade’s copious cum.
“So good, honey. I don’t think I can move one inch,” Wade moaned. “You turned me inside out, Lyssa.”
She smiled, licking her lips free of his seed. She started to tell him she had enjoyed it, but Stanton chose that moment to thrust a finger deep into her cunt as he licked all around her pussy lips. All she could do was whimper at first. Then, once he’d settled into a rhythm of finger-fucking her while lapping at her clit, Lyssa buried her fingers in his shaggy hair and held on. He was taking her for a wild ride as he added a second finger to her cunt.
“Yes!” she managed to hiss out. “So good.”
“You’re beautiful when you’re all turned on, Lyssa.” Wade stroked her hair out of her eyes and settled her thrashing head in his lap.
Stanton alternated stroking her hot spot deep inside of her with sucking hard on her clit. Each swipe of his tongue over the hard, tight, bundle sent piercing tingles to her nipples. When she reached up with one hand and started plucking at the sensitive nubs, Wade growled above her and shoved her hand away. Large fingers took over tormenting her nipples as Stanton continued to torture her clit with his tongue and teeth. When he sucked hard on the tight nub while stroking her sweet spot, Lyssa exploded with sensation as wave upon wave of rapture exploded across all her nerve endings until there was nothing left of her to continue the amazing sensations any longer.
Her throat felt sore and raspy letting her know she’d screamed at some point. What would they think of her? What would Stanton think? She’d acted like some sort of ruffian who couldn’t control her emotions.
“That was amazing,” Stanton said, looking up at her from his position between her legs. “I’ve never seen anyone come apart like you do. I could watch you for hours.”
“I’m so embarrassed. I–I’ve never lost control like that. I’m sorry,” she whispered, unable to look him in the eyes now.
His warm hand brushed over her belly. “Don’t be sorry. It was the best thing I’ve ever witnessed. I want to make you come for hours just to watch how your body flushes all over then glows with the aftermath of your climax.”
“What about you?” she finally asked, looking up at Stanton.
“Don’t worry about me, darling. I’m going to find out just how good that sweet-tasting pussy feels wrapped around my dick.”
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As he gazed down at Lyssa’s still-flushed face, Stanton had a moment to worry that he was making the wrong decision to share her with Wade. He glanced over to where the other man remained stretched out next to her, a sated smile evident even in the dim light. Their eyes met and Wade must have seen the uncertainty in his expression because he nodded at him, mouthing that it was “okay.” Stanton wasn’t sure about that, but he had already committed himself to Lyssa and sharing her with Wade. He couldn’t back out now. It would hurt her and he had no intentions of ever letting anyone, including himself or Wade, hurt her again.
Letting the doubt and uncertainty slip away, he lifted her legs over his arms gazed down at her face. There was no doubt there. Nor did he see any fear or worry. Stanton had to let that be enough to assure him that she wanted him. When she suddenly reached up with both hands toward him, something shifted inside of him, and Stanton no longer worried that they had cornered her into something she considered to be the lesser of two evils.
He leaned forward and let her cup his face in her hands before she dropped them to his chest where she stroked him, raking her short nails across his taut nipples. The sensation had him jerking forward so that his aching cock bumped against her pussy.
“Yes,” Lyssa hissed out.
Stanton groaned and reached down, grasping his cock. He rubbed it up and down her saturated slit, teasing them both in the process. He couldn’t stop the groan that eased from his mouth. The feel of all that heated wetness against the crown of his shaft had his balls rolling already.
“Fuck! You’re going to burn me up, darling,” he said through gritted teeth.
Lyssa wrapped her legs around his hips as he slowly pressed forward, sinking his cock a mere inch inside her hot tunnel. He could only imagine how much better it would be when he was all the way inside her tight cunt. Just the thought of it had him easing deeper inside of her. Fear of hurting her kept him from thrusting all the way in right away. She’d said it had been a long time for her, and if she’d not been molested while she’d been in Barter Town, then it had been at least seven years.
“Don’t stop! Please, Stanton. Don’t tease me like this. I want you,” she said as she gasped for breath.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Lyssa. Just relax, darling.”
“You’re not going to hurt me. Fuck me! I need you.”
Stanton was almost at the end of his rope now anyway. Her urging him on even as his balls burned to release had him pushing all the way inside of her until the crown of his dick bumped hard against her cervix. Instead of crying out in pain as he’d expected, Lyssa groaned dug her fingers into his hips, holding him there nestled deep within her fist-tight cunt.
After nearly a full second, Stanton pulled back and slowly sank into her again. Over and over he tunneled deep inside of her, groaning when she squeezed her vaginal muscles around him. Each contraction of her cunt had him fighting to hold back his orgasm. She had to come first. He’d be damned if he shot off like some kid with his first fuck.
The sight of Wade lowering his head to suck on a nipple startled him out of rhythm at first, but the sheer bliss he saw on Lyssa’s face calmed him some. Together they could give her more pleasure than she’d ever had before. He just had to get used to it and remember that she was all that mattered. Her safety and her happiness meant everything to him. If that meant he had to share her with Wade, Stanton could do it.
Lyssa reached up and buried one hand in Wade’s hair while running her other hand over Stanton’s chest. It felt good to have her touching him while he fucked her. The burning in his balls warned him that he was going to come soon. They were already tight against his body in preparation, his seed churning inside of them.
He started pounding into Lyssa with more fervor, his hands gripping her hips in what he was sure was a bruising hold, but Stanton couldn’t let go of her. Wade seemed to sense how close he was and released the nipple he’d been tormenting to slide between their bodies and located Lyssa’s clit. He knew the instant that Wade’s finger found the little nub. Lyssa’s entire body jerked and her pussy clenched around his cock, strangling him as if she had a hand around his throat.
“God, yes!” she shouted as her orgasm began to slowly explode through her body.
He could see the rapture she was feeling as it took over her expression. An almost painful look crossed her face just before she clamped down on his cock, squeezing the cum from him. His shout joined a scream from Lyssa as they both climaxed together. Her cunt spasmed around his shaft to the point he worried she’d break it. Still, the pain was so close to his pleasure that Stanton really couldn’t complain as he emptied his semen deep inside of her.
It took all of his remaining strength and a hard push from Wade to manage to collapse on his side and not on top of Lyssa when he had finished. She had drained every last ounce of energy from him. There was no way he could manage anything else for at least the next twenty minutes.
Wade’s soft chuckle had him frowning over in the direction where the other man lay.
“What’s funny?” he managed to gasp out.
“You’re panting and gasping like an old man. We’ve got to get you into better shape if you’re
going to be able to work a garden and tend to farm animals,” Wade said.
“Hell. I’ve never been on a farm, much less milked a cow,” he admitted.
“Don’t worry, man. We’ll get you whipped into shape before you know it. Just remember, stay hydrated. The altitude along with the dry air will make you sick if you don’t drink plenty of water.” Wade shifted on the bed so that he lay on his side.
“If we had aspirin, we’d take it every day, but most of it is out of date now days. It wouldn’t be as potent,” Wade told him.
“I’ll make willow tea for us to drink every day,” Lyssa said, startling him. Stanton hadn’t realized she was even awake. She’d closed her eyes and the steady breathing had lured him into thinking she’d drifted off to sleep.
“How will willow tea help?” Stanton asked.
“Aspirin was originally made from willow tree bark. Now we have synthetic aspirin. Well, we did before everything blew up,” she told him.
“Do you know how to make it?” Wade asked, snagging her attention from him.
“Yeah. I have a specialty in homeopathic medicine and trained with a shaman,” she told them.
“So how do you make it?” Stanton asked, curious about how they might be able to make medicine from nature.
“First you have to find a willow tree. There are several varieties like the weeping willow, but the one with the highest medicinal value is the white willow. You cut a square deep into the bark to get the inner bark. There’s a method to doing that. I’ll teach you. Then you look for the pinkish color and harvest that part. Once you have it, you boil it in either coffee filters or a tea ball until the water turns a reddish color. If you boil it too much, you’ll cook the medicine right out of it.”
Stanton watched as she absently rubbed Wade’s belly. He didn’t even think she realized she was doing it. Although seeing her touching the other man didn’t upset him, it did make him wish it was his belly she was caressing.