by Liza James
Jeff slammed into her with one swift plunge. He filled her so completely it bordered on pain, and a low moan reverberated deep in her chest as he started moving, fucking her slow and deep at first, then harder and faster as her slick passage stretched to accommodate his huge staff. Her tits bounced in time with Jeff’s thrusts, the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh mingled with the loud slurping of her sucking Shane’s cock.
Shane tensed and let out a hoarse groan. Bree felt his load hit the back of her throat and greedily sucked it down. She couldn’t remember the last time her husband had come so fast, and it thrilled her to no end.
“Holy shit.” Shane dropped back to his elbows.
Bree caught and held his gaze while Jeff continued to drive into her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she rocked against him, her core pulsing, her clit throbbing, her nipples aching, her entire body humming in anticipation of that sweet release.
All while her husband watched through lust-filled eyes.
Jeff stopped, gave her ass another slap and slid out of her. Bree could have cried. She was so damn close, and she knew he hadn’t finished.
Pulling off the condom, he tossed it on the nightstand and picked her up as if she weighed nothing. He laid her on her back, ass toward the foot of the bed, and smiled down at her. “I want more of that magic sucking, baby. And I’m sure your husband’s mouth is watering to pay you back in kind. You’ve got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever seen.”
“The man knows what he’s talking about,” Shane said as he climbed off the bed, moving slowly, as if he had very little strength left. The thought brought a pleased smile to her lips.
Back arched, she spread her legs so wide her knees touched the bed. She closed her eyes and reached down to stroke her swollen clit. A hum of pure satisfaction sounded from somewhere inside her. She hadn’t been this horny in months. Or content.
Yep, dropping her ring in the sink had been the best idea she’d ever had.
She opened her eyes to meet her husband’s heavy-lidded gaze as he wobbled around to the foot of the bed. She gave him her best ‘come hither’ smile. “So how about it, babe? Ready for dessert?”
Shane chuckled and got down on his knees before her. Bree’s pink folds looked so good his mouth did exactly as Jeff said—it watered. “You know I am, sweetheart.”
He watched as Jeff climbed up and stuffed a pillow beneath her head. She grasped Jeff’s dick and worked him up and down as he knelt beside her and grasped the headboard.
Shane’s cock swelled again as Jeff plowed into Bree’s mouth. She cupped their neighbor’s balls with one hand while fingering herself with the other, her heels digging into the mattress, her ass lifting into the air. She was as hot and horny as he’d ever seen her, and Shane could barely think straight as she plunged two fingers into her dripping pussy and stroked her clit with her thumb.
The musky scent of her sex was his undoing. Shane’s dick grew stiff as a tree branch. He slid one hand under her ass and replaced her fingers with his tongue, flicking her clit a few times before diving into her honey.
Moaning around Jeff’s cock, Bree rocked her hips against Shane’s hungry mouth. And hungry he was. He hadn’t eaten his wife’s pussy in months, and Christ, he couldn’t get enough.
Between working overtime at the plant and helping his dad with his stump grinding business on weekends to save up for a surprise anniversary trip to Italy, Shane barely had enough energy to kiss her goodnight, let alone make love to her. Unfortunately, he couldn’t explain why he’d been working so much or he’d ruin the surprise.
Luckily for both of them, Jeff’s presence had given Shane that spark he’d needed to get back on track—tired or not.
He slid his other hand beneath her and held her up off the bed, open to him, a wet, succulent feast. He laved his tongue up and down her pink folds, then speared inside her slick hole, stabbing in and out as she met him thrust for thrust.
Unable to resist the temptation, Shane slicked his finger with her dew and teased circles around her tight rosette. When he slid his finger in just an inch, Bree groaned low in her throat and lifted slightly, letting him know she liked it. He repeated the action, and she pulled Jeff’s dick from her mouth and met Shane’s gaze with a lift of her brow.
Shit, was she asking what he thought she was asking? The throbbing in his cock grew near painful at the thought of fucking her in the ass.
“Flip over,” he growled, giving her one last lick.
With silent understanding, Jeff scooted back to lean against the headboard, slowly stroking himself while waiting for them to get situated.
Once on her hands and knees between Jeff’s legs, Bree took over for him, licking his cock like an ice cream cone and casting surreptitious glances over her shoulder at Shane, no doubt anxious for him to get back to work. He grinned at her eagerness.
“You sure about this, baby?” He stroked her wet folds, her clitoris and her puckered entry into heaven.
“Very sure.” Her cheeks colored a bit, but she continued working Jeff’s dick with extra enthusiasm, drawing a deep groan from him. Then she cast Shane a wicked smile and added, “There’s a trial-size bottle of lubricant in my underwear drawer.”
He retrieved the small bottle of lubricant and squeezed a few drops on his index finger. When he slipped his finger into her tight hole, Bree bit and held her bottom lip. Slowly but steadily, he sank his finger all the way inside, withdrew it with extra gentleness, then slid it in again and again, a tiny bit faster each time.
He blew out a sharp breath and muttered a soft curse. “I can’t wait to get inside this sweet ass of yours, but I’m afraid of hurting you. Does this feel all right? Are you in any pain?”
Pain? Being fingered in the ass was pure sexual bliss. She wanted his thick shaft to replace his finger so badly she was nearly mindless with it. “It feels…amazing, wonderful. Please, baby, do it. Just…go slow, okay? Slow and easy.”
He withdrew his finger and rested his shaft at her puckered opening. A coolness rushed over her as he squeezed more lubricant on them. With one hand resting on her lower back, he worked his fat head into her untried channel.
“You okay, sweetheart?”
She licked her lips and nodded. “It’s…It feels good, but…so tight, like I’m stretched to the limit.”
“If you want to forget about—”
“No!” She craned her neck to see him. “Don’t stop. I just needed a minute to get used to it.” She smiled and reached back to grasp her ass cheek. She spread herself open even more. “Just go slow, babe. Real slow.”
Jeff circled his palm over one of her stiff peaks. “If this is a time for firsts, care to try a little double penetration?”
Creaming at the thought, Bree released Jeff’s stiff wood and glanced back at Shane to gauge his reaction.
With a wink, he slowly withdrew. “Whatever my sweet wife wants, she gets. Today is your day, baby.”
Once Jeff had retrieved and rolled on another condom, he laid down again and patted his hips. “Sit on my lap, honey, facing me. Like you’re riding a stallion.”
Well, he was hung like a horse, so not much of stretch there. Bree held back a giggle as she met his gaze and did as instructed. Her knees flanking his waist, she grasped his hard length and mounted him, eagerly anticipating having them both inside her at once. Lightning ricocheted from her swollen clit to her nipples and a deep throbbing took root as she sheathed him.
He grasped her hips and pulled her slightly forward, tilting her so that her ass was exposed for her husband.
Shane worked his finger inside her, just an inch or so, readying her for his invasion. A burning that was more pleasure than pain prickled her sensitive flesh as his finger moved a little faster and a little deeper. Bree squeezed her eyes shut and panted, her inner muscles contracting around Shane’s finger and Jeff’s cock. She was as horny as she’d ever been, and the throbbing in her pussy intensified ten-fold.
Finally, Shane pulled his finger out and worked the head of his cock back inside her tight passage, squeezing on a few more drops of lubricant as he did.
“Fuck…you’re so damn tight.”
She managed to chuckle. “You are the only one who’s ever been in there.”
He gave her ass cheek a pinch. “I damn well better be.”
Finally, a little jealousy! His possessive statement lit a match to her desire. Shane grasped her ass with both hands and spread her wider. He entered her slowly, inch by delicious inch, and her arms shook with the effort to hold still.
Jeff pulled her down so that she was lying on his chest, giving Shane even better access. She could barely contain herself, her entire body simmered on a slow boil as Shane filled her to the hilt. Relaxing around his engorged shaft, she moaned with the pleasure of it.
They both started to move inside her at once; Jeff holding tight to her hips as he rocked into her slick pussy, and Shane moving oh-so slowly in her uber-tight ass. White-hot flames of ecstasy licked her everywhere, consuming her like a fiery, wet tongue. The pleasure pain where Shane moved inside her was borderline unbearable, but she couldn’t have asked him to stop to save her life. She’d never felt so amazingly full.
“Faster, baby,” she whispered.
Their moans mingled as they strained together. Shane pumped his hips faster while being careful not to slam her. Jeff dug his heels in and plunged into her, a deep growl rumbling in his chest. He worked his hands between them and stroked her slick pearl. Her nipples tightened painfully as she crested the heavens, and sweet release was nearly upon her.
Panting, her heart pounding, Bree cried, “Oh, my God, I’m…I’m coming.” Eyes squeezed shut, her entire body taut as a tightly strung bow, the pleasure-pain of being fucked by both men overwhelmed her, hurtling her into the stars.
They shouted their release at the exact same moment. Shane came in her ass, the hot rush of his semen filling her as he rocked his hips, raw groans rumbling deep in his chest. Jeff’s roar of satisfaction nearly brought down the roof. Bree’s core tightened and milked his cock for every last drop as her own orgasm, fierce and all-consuming, continued to surge through her.
Shane pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed with a shaky laugh while she and Jeff continued to rock slowly together. With a final groan, Jeff gave her ass a slap, lifted her off him and eased her between him and Shane. He got up and disappeared into the bathroom, grabbing his jeans on the way.
Bree rolled over and cuddled against her husband’s side, her heart near to bursting. “I love you. So much.”
Brushing a stray curl off her face, Shane’s eyes glowed with both physical and emotional satisfaction. “God, and I love you. You know that, don’t you?” He tightened his arms around her and held her close.
A tear slipped from her eye, and she closed them in an attempt to stave off the flow. Later, they could talk and sort things out. Right now, she just wanted to enjoy the moment.
The bathroom door opened and Jeff stepped out. He grinned. “Okay, I’m fucking starving, and you two owe me some pizza.”
Shane kissed her forehead as he stroked the spot just below her ear. “Why don’t you go turn the game on. We’ll be right down.”
With a wink, Jeff grabbed his beer and strode from the room.
“So,” Shane said, gazing at her lips. “I guess we’d better get dressed and order some pizza. Jeff earned his supper tonight and then some.”
Bree giggled. “Maybe I should give him another blowjob, really show our appreciation.”
He pinched her ass. “Don’t get sassy, woman.”
She leaned up on her elbow and pressed a kiss to his delectable mouth. “Seriously, though. Was this a one-time thing or will we be inviting him over again?”
“I think we’re good for awhile. Maybe we’ll see if he’s available same time next year. Will I do until then? I swear I’ll never let our sex life become boring or routine ever again.”
“Oh, I think you’ll do just fine. But if I happen to drop my wedding band down the drain again—”
“I’ll take the hint and give Jeff a call.”
She laughed. “Baby, you’re the greatest.”