by Diane Leyne
“Oh, god. She was never pregnant?” Nick’s voice sounded strange, almost sad. Sarah looked up and saw Peter pull him close and watched as Nick buried his face in Peter’s chest. Peter caught her eye and nodded for her to continue.
“Jackie admitted all of this when I called her. She is living in San Diego now, happily married and pregnant with her first child. She had the grace to sound ashamed and admitted it was preying on her. She felt terrible but didn’t know how to approach you. I think she’s relieved to have the truth out.”
“How did you know where to find her?”
“Sean O’Malley.”
She waited. Were they mad at her? Suddenly Nick pulled back out of Peter’s arms. “That interfering son-of-a-bitch. Remind me to send him a magnum of Dom Perignon!”
He grinned and pulled the redhead’s mouth to his and kissed him hard. Then he turned back to Sarah.
“According to your rule of three, if we are together one more time, then we are officially in a relationship, and according to Peter this will be your third time, meaning the two of you would also be officially in a relationship. Peter and I have been together a lot more than three times. We’ve had a few bumpy years, but we are already in a relationship. So here’s your one and only chance to back out, kitten. You submit now, and you are ours with all that entails. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes, Sir!”
Peter cleared his throat.
“Yes, Sirs!”
“Better. Now kneel up and suck your Masters’ cocks.”
Together they stood and closed the gaps between them, stripping out of their leathers and tossing them to one side. Both cocks were hard, with drops of pre-cum clinging to the slits. She reached up, taking one in each hand. She licked across the slit of the cock on her left. Peter groaned. She repeated the action on her right. Nick groaned.
She liked this power. Moving back and forth, she sucked one and pumped the other with her hand and then she reversed her actions. Pausing and looking up to see their reactions, she realized that their arms were wrapped around each other and their tongues were down each other’s throats.
She smiled. Suddenly they broke apart and looked down at her with similar glares.
“Did we tell you to stop?” Nick was stern.
“No, Sir.”
“Then get back to work. We have a long night planned and we need you to take the edge off, or we’ll explode as soon as we’re inside you.”
“Yes, Sir!”
It didn’t take long. First, Peter’s balls drew up. He broke away from Nick to grasp her head and hold her mouth still as he emptied himself in her eager mouth. Then it was Nick’s turn. Peter dropped to his knees beside her and as she took Nick deep in her throat, he reached out to caress Nick’s sack. With a groan, Nick came fast and hard and then dropped to his knees.
“You double-teamed me. No fair. I wanted to fuck her mouth a while longer.”
Sarah looked at her two men and grinned. Nick leaned over and kissed her hard. “Here’s the plan, kitten. We’re going to strap you to the spanking bench and redden your ass to punish you for contacting Jackie without permission. Then we are going to take you over to the bed and fuck your brains out to thank you for contacting Jackie without permission.”
* * * *
Nick looked down at his handiwork. He’d left some lovely handprints on her amazing ass. He leaned down to rub them and then kissed each cheek in turn.
“Red enough yet?”
“Can’t you see I’m busy?” Peter sounded aggrieved. He was kneeling in front of Sarah, kissing her and playing with her breasts and nipples.
“I thought you wanted to flog her, Peter? But if you don’t, I can take care of it.”
“Give me a minute, Nick! Were you always this bossy?”
“Yup. And no problem at all. I’ll just play with her pussy while you take your time.”
He pressed to fingers inside her dripping opening and scooped up some cream. “You should see how she’s leaking. I think someone is extremely horny.”
“Let me see!”
Peter shouldered Nick aside.
“Damn, that’s a lot of cream.”
Nick reached in and scooped up some more. “Delicious, too.”
“Hey, my turn.” He stuck two fingers inside of Sarah and wiggled them around just as Nick pinched her clit lightly. She screamed as an unexpected climax shot through her.
“I think she liked that.”
“Yes, I think she did. And you are right. She is delicious.”
“You doubted me? I’m never wrong about these things!”
Nick laughed. He felt good. Lighter than he had in years. He moved to Sarah’s head. “Are you ready for your flogging?”
“Yes, please!”
* * * *
Peter looked down at Sarah, strapped so securely to the spanking bench. Then he looked down at Nick. There was nowhere he would rather be. He picked up the light flogger. Today wasn’t about serious pain. It was about sensation and love.
He trailed the falls over her back. She sighed. He drew his arm back and brought the flogger down on her ass. Again and again, working is way up and down her torso and ass in a figure-eight pattern. He knew that this type of flogger and the strength of his strikes were like a good massage. He increased his force, but it still wouldn’t hurt her any worse than a deep tissue massage would and she’d feel great afterward.
He looked up at Nick, who grinned wickedly. He was standing in front of Sarah’s face, stroking his erect cock just out of her reach. Then he moved over to the table. He picked up two things and walked over to Peter. He handed him one condom and donned the other.
Peter swallowed hard as Nick slathered his condom-covered cock with lube. Dropping the flogger, Peter lined his cock up with Sarah’s pussy and drove into her and then he waited. Old training telling him what to do.
He reached under her body and played with her breasts, massaging them and pinching her nipples before tugging and twisting gently. Nick was less gentle as he lubed Peter’s ass before breaching his ass with two lube-covered fingers.
Peter moaned his pleasure at the invasion before whispering in Sarah’s ear,
“Later, when Nick’s in your pussy, I’m going to fuck that ripe ass of yours. I can’t wait to have it. Nick told me he fucked you with a plug in your butt. If you thought that made you feel full, just wait until you have two flesh-and-blood cocks inside you!” The last word came out with a gasp as Nick replaced his fingers with his cock and rammed it home in a single stroke.
It felt so good, so right to be buried inside Sarah while Nick reclaimed his ass. It had been too long. He kissed Sarah’s neck and then whispered in her ear. “Nick’s fucking me while I’m fucking you. Can you tell? Can you feel both of us fucking you?”
She moaned her pleasure.
“Mine!” Nick roared as he came.
* * * *
Sarah lay on the bed, spent, but she knew they weren’t finished and she wasn’t going to be allowed to rest until the two of them claimed her at the same time.
While Peter disposed of the first round of used condoms, Sarah played with idly with Nick’s cock. Faster than she expected, it started to come back to life. Scooting down in the bed, she took it in her mouth and was rewarded when it grew rapidly.
“Time to climb on top, kitten.” Peter’s voice surprised her. She was so involved in what she was doing that she hadn’t heard him return.
Allowing him to guide her, she straddled Nick and sank down on his cock. Then she leaned forward, enjoying the feeling of Peter’s arms around her as Peter prepared her ass. Sooner than she expected, he withdrew his fingers and moved so he was kneeling between her and Nick’s spread legs. She could feel the head of his cock pressing for entrance. She forced herself to relax as he pressed forward.
“Press back, baby. It’ll make it easier for him to get in,” Nick’s voice whispered in her ear. She tried to comply, but it wasn’t easy. Peter was right. Two cocks felt d
ifferent. She could feel the burn as her ass opened up to him.
But then the head was in, and soon he was buried balls-deep inside her.
They waited, holding her still as she tried to move.
“Let your body adjust, baby,” Peter commanded and then kissed her shoulder. Then he bit it.
“Ouch!” But then he was licking it better, and she could feel her arousal come roaring back. She wanted to move. She needed to move.
She tried to take control but they were having none of it, holding her still. Then, Peter started to move. Finally. He started slowly while Nick held her hips, preventing him from moving, but then he sped up, plunging deep with every stroke and then pulling almost all the way out so that the head of his cock held her wide open before plunging in deep again. She moved over Nick’s body with each stroke, her clit plastered against him, the friction from each stroke pushing her higher and higher until she was overwhelmed by her climax.
It was like Peter was waiting for her to come. He picked up speed and then he, too, came, filling the condom with multiple ropes of cum. Then he withdrew carefully and rolled off her before removing the condom and disposing of it in the trash beside the nightstand.
Nick then took charge, rolling her onto her back, slinging her legs over his arms and riding her hard and fast. Peter lay on his side looking on.
“Oh, god. I love the way your tits jiggle when he fucks you.”
Could you come from words alone? Sarah wouldn’t have thought so, but Peter’s words seemed to drive her over the edge. She screamed and bucked and twitched in his hold, but Nick didn’t come. He pulled out and hitched her legs up higher. With a laugh, Peter grabbed an ankle and then tugged so that her ass came up off the bed. Nick repositioned his cock and plunged into her ass. Peter released her ankle and reached down to pinch her clit.
This time, her orgasm came slower in ripples, but it never seemed to stop. It was like waves in a pond. There were the peaks and troughs, but no ending. She collapsed back on the bed, eyes closed as wave after wave of sensation rolled through her, overwhelming her.
All too soon, Nick stiffened, held himself deep and then it was his turn as he emptied himself into the condom he wore. And then he collapsed on her. He gave her a quick kiss before rolling to one side.
She was in a Dom sandwich between the two most amazing men she’d ever met. Nick and Peter. Hers. Hers?
“Guys?”
“Sleep now, talk later.”
“Just one question.”
“What Nick said.”
“Please. Just one question.”
“What’s that?”
“Or maybe it’s a statement. I love you both so much. And I’m glad that neither of you are mad at me for, well…you know.”
“Topping from the bottom? I love you, too. And I love Nick. But we are still going to have to punish you for that.”
“And I love you and Peter. But he’s right. If we ever get out strength back, we’re still going to use my new cane on your ass.”
“But everything worked out so well. You two are back together. The three of us are together. Why do you want to punish me for that?”
“Because we’re Doms, baby. It’s what we do,” Peter stated.
“And you love every minute of it, don’t say that you don’t!” Nick declared. “Now go to sleep. I need to rest up. Take your punishment well, and maybe we’ll do a little forced orgasm torture later.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then we’ll do a little forced orgasm torture later!”
“So either way, you win.” Peter kissed her cheek.
“I’ve already won, guys, I’ve already won.”
THE END
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Diane Leyne was born in a small town in Nova Scotia but has lived most of her life in Toronto. She loves travel and photography and especially loves hearing from her readers.
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