Game of Throbs Complete Series (Books 1-3)

by Piquette Fontaine

  “What are you saying?” said Blake, seeming just as perplexed as Adam.

  “I'm saying, that you two are the band... And little old me is the common goal...”

  They seemed to pick up on this, and this time when once more they exchanged a glance, a smile spread wide across their lips.

  The whole thing turned out to be one hell of a lot easier a sell than I'd anticipated it being...

  Before I knew it, the two men were closing in around me, each proving themselves far more capable of certain bisexual tendencies than I might have imagined. They peeled one another out of their shirts, revealing to me both of their naked torsos, and such an abundance of sweaty, muscular flesh almost too much for me to bear in that moment, as they moved in close to me, and put their arms around me.

  They pulled me out of my turtleneck, and because I wore nothing underneath but leggings, I stood halfway naked between my two lovers, my breasts exposed, and their hands instantly upon them. Blake stood behind me, grabbing my ass from behind, licking the back of my neck, caressing my shoulders, removing any and all tension from my body. Adam, all the while, stood in front of me, kissing me on the lips, kneading up my breasts in his hand, squeezing them tightly.

  The three of us kissed in a slow, agonizing circuit, my lips on Adam's, and then turning over my shoulder to plant them firmly against Blake's. Finally, and most shockingly of all, every few minutes Adam and Blake would lean over my shoulder, and kiss one another as well, clearly having made up for their little tussle, and far too swept up in the splendor of that which was taking place to concern themselves with petty jealousies.

  My eyes went wide as I watched their mouths melting together, and as they made out over my shoulder I slid my hand into both men's pants, pulling their cocks out into the open. I began to jack them off in either direction as their lips dissolved and popped before my eyes, and Blake's fingers, all the while, rubbed with greater and greater vigor between my legs.

  My fingers began to grow sticky and wet from the streams of pre-ejaculate, and when at last the two men pulled apart they were grinning at me, pleased with my performance, and ready to move things to the next level.

  Blake slid me out of my leggings, worshiping my booty a bit upon doing so by squeezing the cheeks between his fingers, and smacking them. Then, the two men led me over to the bed with them, and they undressed as well. I wondered, in the back of my mind, whether this was the first time they'd seen one another buck naked, and it turned me on to picture the two men having sex with one another in front of me. But, maybe some other time, I decided, for at the moment I was a bit too preoccupied for fantasy...

  Adam laid down on the bed, and Blake brought me up over him, spreading my legs, and lowering me onto his face. I rode his mouth like a horse and Adam pushed his tongue up inside me from beneath, smothered by my thighs and ravenous for my cunt. The sensations began to burn through my body in waves as his lips worked those of my pussy, lapping up into my vagina, and filling me with untold pleasure.

  Meanwhile, predictably, Blake stooped to his knees in front of me on the bed, and I leaned forward to service him, his hand once more on the back of my skull, sliding it back and forth along his rod like a piston going into a shaft. He face fucked me harder than ever, savoring the view of my cheeks compressed around him, as my tongue rolled lovingly along the throbbing underside of his shaft.

  The three of us were a perfect circuit of glorious, depraved oral love, sensations flowing from mouth to genitals and back again, and none of us able to get enough of one another's flesh as we thrusted and humped and devoured. This time, Blake didn't cum into my mouth as he had before, but I did hit climax while riding Adam's beautiful face. My legs seized up around him, and I nearly planted too much of my weight down on him, causing him to run a very real risk of suffocation.

  But, then again, God, what a way to go if it would have happened that way...

  Thankfully, though, I gained control of myself as the last few sensations of pleasure faded from my system, and I lifted myself up off of Adam, his lips slowly dissolving from my pussy.

  Blake brought me down and draped me over Adam's body like a blanket. I kissed Adam a few times on the mouth, tasting myself once more on his tongue, and savoring the brief and shining intimacy of our reunion, after all that had recently taken place.

  Then, Blake reached down for Adam's cock and helped him push it up into me, lining the tip up with the opening of my vagina. I lowered myself down onto that glorious, veiny shaft, letting it fill me up to capacity, and shuddering with the knowledge that I still had a lot more to contain.

  Adam slowly worked his body up into me a few times, and then pounded me harder than he usually did, as though the effects of being exposed to Blake had unleashed something in him, allowed him access to his inner, lust-ridden animal.

  This, I thought, was a pleasant surprise...

  He gave me a break, leaving me panting and winded for a minute, and braced with anticipation. At last, as I knew he would, Blake climbed to the top of the pile. He spread his legs around me, and slowly lined his cock up with the opening of my anus.

  He pushed himself inside.

  I moaned with pleasure, as inch by inch by inch of him slid along up my ass, the two men's cocks grinding together through the layers of my body, their shafts pushing together, and the totality of their manhoods stretching me pleasurably out more than I'd even thought possible.

  I let out a sigh, as at last Blake's tip touched down deep, deep up inside me.

  And with that, the two men proceeded to fuck me. Their bodies ground and pumped and rocked, drilling up into me from either direction, smashing, heaving, hurling themselves so deep that I could scarcely contain them. The instant one of them pulled out of one hole and I experienced the momentary relief, the other one was pushing back in hard, so that the two of them pounded me in a perfect, agonizing rhythm, one then the other, one then the other, one then the other, our wet, raw, naked bodies slapping violently together, KLAP! KLAP! KLAP! KLAP!

  And with a final, brutal thrust each, the two men plowed their way up into me from either direction, holding themselves firmly in place, and the three of us immediately soaring wildly over the edge. Nearly at once, they each began to cum wildly into my overstuffed holes, my ass and my pussy overflowing with cum as it drenched their shafts, coating them with one another's fluids, and sending me into shock.

  My entire body stiffened between them, my spine arching, my toes curling, my fingers digging into Adam's flesh as I tried my damnedest to survive the sensations. A lethal cocktail of anal and vaginal orgasm came swelling through my system, unlike anything I'd ever before experienced or could describe, and I was left howling, screaming, moaning at the top of my lungs with pleasure.

  And at last, at long, long last, the sensations faded.

  The two men extricated themselves, and we all collapsed immediately into a sweaty, exhausted, but still grinding heap. I loved being wrapped up in so many limbs, unsure of what or whom I was grabbing, whose lips I was kissing, whose hands were caressing my slick form in the brilliant haze of the afterglow.

  I simply couldn't believe how happy I was...

  I felt alive in every way, having achieved the best of both worlds, and now wishing that it might never come to an end.

  It turns out, sometimes mating your heroes can end up going awfully damn well for you if you play your cards right...

  THE END

  Apparition Threesome

  Friday night in Murfreesboro, Indiana can be lonely. Most of the students from Middle Indiana State University go home to Indianapolis for the weekend, looking for a little more excitement than the ‘Boro can provide. That’s what Tanya Fuller liked about the town. With all her so-called friends out of town, she could really play, and no one played harder than Tanya. No one knew that better than her boyfriend, Rick Ellington.

  Rick loved everything about Tanya, from her wavy, dark brown hair, to her perpetually pink toenails. All the points in
between screamed vivacious woman -- curvy hips, generous breasts, and extra padding in the rear. Tanya would never be a runway model or a cheerleader, but Rick did not care and neither did she. Tanya exuded sex appeal, without buying into the latest trend. She had already bought into herself, making her much sexier. Wherever Rick and Tanya went, you could bet Rick would be touching her, trying his best to stay connected to her energy.

  They arrived at the Fighting Owl Club around 10pm, and Tanya started gyrating to the music seconds later. The oval dance floor normally fit fifty people easily, but only twenty or so occupied it before Tanya took her place. Rick knew better than to join her. She loved to dance alone, and then engage everyone else enjoying the beat. Tanya could feel Rick’s eyes on her, so she moved to seduce him at fifty yards, taking the edges of her bouncy, red skirt in her hands and raising it just enough to give everyone a peek at her thighs. Her breasts lightly jiggled in a bra and white button down blouse that could barely contain them. As would often happen, she attracted the attention of several other people. One of them, a medium-height, muscular, blond man approached the dance floor and Tanya. Rick kept watching, looking for a sign of trouble, or interest, from Tanya. As the stranger moved closer to Tanya, she sized up his moves and his physique. Rick saw her tongue flick out to touch her upper lip, and knew they might have company for the night. The closer Tanya danced to the young man, the surer Rick became.

  Tanya liked the feel and features of the man grinding into her. Standing just less than six feet tall, he had about eight inches on her, and from what she could tell, another seven in his pocket. He leaned forward and told her his name was Steve Cooper, and that he liked the way she moved.

  “Ditto, Steve, I’m Tanya,” she said while moving closer, “my boyfriend doesn’t have any complaints, either.”

  Steve’s eyes shifted left then right, “Is he here, tonight? Am I about to get hit? Or was he foolish enough to let you out alone?”

  Tanya did a slow turn, making sure to stay in constant contact with Steve.

  “Rick’s here, but he’s not the jealous type. You might like him.”

  “Really,” Steve said, placing his hands on Tanya’s hips, “and why do you think that?” He pulled her ass into his groin, grinding with the beat.

  “MMmmm…, because you both are into me, and he’s willing to share with the right guy. Want to meet him?”

  “For the moment, I am good where I am,” Steve said, still scanning the bar for the man Tanya called Rick. He finally found a likely suspect, leaning against a table watching him intently, with a bemused smile on his face. Everyone was watching Tanya, except him.

  Tanya gave Steve’s groin another caress with her behind, “You definitely are good, but if I’m right, you will be so much better.” She took a step away from Steve and held out her hand for him to take. He hesitated, looking at Rick, but when the other man nodded, Steve decided to take a chance. For the next hour, the three got to know each other better. They shared laughter, looks, and more than a few shots.

  “Okay, I need one more dance,” Tanya said while grabbing Rick and Steve by the hand, “and then we can leave. Whaddaya say?” The guys smiled and let Tanya lead them to the dance floor. She fell into the groove of the music without hesitation, and the guys did their best to keep up. Tanya grabbed Rick by the shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. Steve suddenly felt like a third wheel, one that was quickly losing air pressure. Then, while kissing Rick, Tanya reached back for Steve. Her hand latched on to his belt buckle, her fingers curling around and down the top of his black jeans, and pulled him closer to her. Tanya did not let go until Steve pressed against her. She then broke off the kiss with Rick and leaned back against Steve, enjoying the feel of his body. Tanya reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss, which Steve thoroughly enjoyed.

  After unlocking from Steve’s lips, Tanya smiled at him and then turned to Rick, “It’s time to go. Your place?”

  Rick nodded. “Definitely,” he looked at Steve, raising his light brown eyebrows in question, “you up for some fun?”

  As Tanya slowly moved up and down his body, Steve grinned, “How much fun?” Tanya answered, “All you can take!” “Then I am in.”

  The three walked out, hand-in-hand, attracting more than a little attention. One

  of those watching stayed deep in a shadowy corner of the bar. He did an expert job of avoiding attention himself, cloaked in a dark hoodie. He had watched Tanya and Rick several times, and knew their pattern. It sickened him, and not for the first time, he vowed to make them stop! He left the bar ten minutes after the three, knowing exactly where they were headed.

  Once Rick unlocked the door to his third story apartment, Tanya rushed in, “I have to pee!” The two men laughed as she ran into the bathroom.

  “That one has a tiny bladder,” Rick said to Steve, “can I get you something to drink, Steve?”

  Steve said, “Please,” and wandered around the apartment. It had all the typical college décor: second hand couch, giant spindle coffee table, and television placed on top a bookshelf made of cinder blocks and 2 x 4s. One decoration stood out. The wall separating the living room and bedroom featured a built-in mirror. Steve walked over to it, trying to figure out why the builder or land lord put it in.

  “Noticed the one way mirror, did you?” Rick asked, as he walked over to Rick and offered him a beer.

  “One way?”

  Rick took a drink of his beer, “Yep, one of the perks of living in a converted police station. This used to be a line-up room, and the bedroom was where you could point at the guy who robbed you, but they couldn’t see you.”

  “If you could see what was going on just now in that bedroom,” Tanya said as she walked out, “you would be drooling, Steve. I just flashed my breasts at you.”

  They all laughed, and Steve said, “That is definitely like to see.” He walked over to Tanya, and leaned down, “gimme a second chance to see?”

  Tanya gave him a quick kiss, “In due time, no problem. First we need to talk.” She sat down on the couch and patted on the seats on either side of her. The guys sat and she continued, “As I told you on the dance floor, Rick is my boyfriend. We love each other, but we also love to have a little extra fun on the side. That leads us to you, Steve. You said you were up for some fun, but are you really?” Tanya turned a sideways on the couch to place her left hand on his upper left thigh. “Are you willing to enjoy me with Rick? You don’t have to do anything with him, but I can promise you will be missing out if you don’t.” She slid her hand higher on Steve’s thigh, leaving only a quarter inch between her index finger and his hardening cock. Steve looked at her hand, then at Tanya’s face, and then Rick, who was moving Tanya’s beautiful hair away from her neck, so he could kiss it. Rick locked eyes with Steve, and both men smiled.

  “Let’s table that discussion for later,” Steve said, “because right now all I want is to taste you like Rick is doing, and for your hand to complete its journey.” He leaned forward and lightly kissed Tanya again, while her hand grasped the steel bar in his pants. They both moaned at the contact, and Rick used the opportunity to grab both of Tanya’s breasts, squeezing them urgently. He methodically unbuttoned the blouse, continuing his kisses on her neck. Working with him, Steve kissed each inch of Tanya’s chest as it was unveiled. After lavishing her cleavage with kisses, Steve helped Rick take off Tanya’s blouse and undid the back clasp of her bra. As he slowly freed her breasts from their lacy prison, Steve stared into her auburn eyes.

  “Stand up,” Steve ordered. Tanya obeyed, bringing her nipples to eye level. Steve took one in each hand, caressing the soft skin. He determined they were a high B, small C cup. “You are gorgeous,” he said as he took her left nipple into his mouth and gave the right one a small pinch. While Steve fondled and kissed Tanya’s breasts, Rick’s hands moved to her sides, undoing the buttons keeping it on her waist. When it fell to the ground, so did both men, almost as if they had planned it. While Rick bit into the flesh />
  of Tanya’s ass, Steve placed his nose into the gusset of her black g-string panties. Her smell thrilled Steve, and he couldn’t wait to taste her so he pulled the last garment off her body.

  “Looks like I am the only one naked at this party,” Tanya said as she twirled between the two men, “we need to fix that before anything else happens!”

  “I agree,” Steve said, getting to his feet and pulling his t-shirt over his head. Tanya’s hands went straight for his belt buckle, undoing it and then pulling the belt from Steve’s pants. As her fingers deftly pulled his button fly apart, her lips sucked on his right nipple. She then moved down his body, licking at his stomach muscles, before forcing Steve’s jeans and boxer briefs down his legs. Steve’s fully engorged dick bounced out of the underwear, barely missing Tanya’s face. At seven inches long and three inches thick, it was impressive but not intimidating. Tanya gave it a quick kiss and lick at the head and then turned around to Rick.

  Rick loved watching Tanya enjoy herself, and he could see that Steve’s body attracted her. He found the way the other man paid attention to his girl arousing. If he was being truthful, Rick even found Steve’s body exciting. He and Tanya had shared men and women before, and he liked the idea of getting his hands, and other parts, on Steve. When Tanya turned to him, Rick kissed her, delicately biting her lower lip. She pulled his shirt off and Rick unfastened his pants and quickly stepped out of them.

  “That’s so much…. Ohh!” Tanya began, but Steve’s actions kept her from finishing the thought. He had returned to his knees, pulled her legs apart, and slid two fingers between her lips. Steve collected some of the moisture created by her lust, and used it to slide his fingers deep inside Tanya. The sensation made Tanya stick her ass out and lean her head onto Rick’s chest. Keeping the fingers on his right hand deep inside Tanya, Steve spread her ass cheeks with the left and slowly licked from the bottom of her pussy to her anus, making her shudder. Steve continued licking, and turned the fingers inside her so they could caress her G spot.