The Buckle Bunnies Series Boxed Set (Volume 1)

by Tyler, Paige

  Clay gave her a hurt look. “That's cold, Britt. I mean, of course I'm not ready right now, but I will be soon enough. Especially if you give me a little help.”

  Britt leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. “Of course I'll help you get it back up, as long as you promise that I get to be on the receiving end this time.” She glanced at Shawna. “What do you say, girlfriend?”

  Shawna tried hard not to look too excited at the prospect of seeing Clay and Britt get it on, but she wasn’t sure if she succeeded. She certainly didn't mind being on the receiving end of things, but she was more than ready to play the part of voyeur now.

  “You should be next, Britt. You've been more than fair about letting me have so much of Clay's attention.” She smiled. “In fact, I think I should do my part in helping you get Clay back in the saddle, so to speak. It's the least I can do since his present condition is due almost entirely to him taking care of me. If you don’t mind, I mean.”

  Britt laughed. “Of course I don’t mind. As you know from experience, there's a lot of cock to get aroused. It might take a little work on both our parts.”

  Clay’s shaft seemed to have taken note of the conversation. At least it looked as if his erection had perked up a bit.

  “I've never shied away from a little hard work.” Shawna winked at Britt. “Especially when there's a big payoff involved.”

  Britt looked down at Clay. “You don’t mind if we both work together to get you hard again, do you?”

  Clay chuckled. “Definitely not. I'm all about teamwork.”

  “I just bet you are.” Britt kissed him again. “While Shawna and I are down here working, I want you thinking about how you're going to put this big boy of yours to work on me. And I expect you to come up with something that I'm never going to forget.”

  “Don’t you worry about that. I already have something in mind. But you two will have to get me really hard for it to work.”

  Britt swung her gaze on Shawna. “I think that's a challenge on his part, don't you?”

  Shawna laughed. “Not very subtle, but yes.” She scooted closer to Clay and wrapped a hand around his semi-erect cock. “What do you have in mind?”

  “How about you demonstrate that deep throat talent of yours again, while I lick his balls?” Britt suggested. “Something tells me that will do the trick.”

  Shawna obediently crawled onto her hands and knees alongside Clay's hip, facing Britt and putting her ass right in the rodeo rider’s face. Shawna blushed. Leave it to Britt to put everyone in the sexiest possible position.

  Chapter Seven

  Shawna couldn't believe how natural it felt lining up to suck Clay's cock while Britt wiggled around until she was on her stomach between his legs. It was as if they’d done this a hundred times. She was already getting excited again at the prospect of getting a close-up view of her friend doing something as tremendously sexual as licking a man's balls. And knowing that Britt would be getting just as good of a view of her deep throating him was definitely a bonus.

  She knelt there captivated as Britt slipped her fingers under Clay's heavy balls and gently hefted them. That in itself was enough to make him groan. Eyes locked with Shawna’s as if to make sure she was watching, Britt leaned forward and swirled her tongue around Clay's boys.

  “Damn, that feels so fucking good,” he growled.

  Britt smiled up at him. ”And we're just getting started.”

  Abruptly remembering she was supposed to be helping, Shawna leaned forward to drape herself casually across Clay’s body. The position pressed her breasts deliciously against the rock hard muscles of his stomach. God, her nipples were still so tingly—even after coming so many times. She felt a warm touch on her ass cheek, and looked over her shoulder to see Clay's left hand resting there.

  “It’s not going to bother you if I keep my hand here, will it?” he asked.

  Was that a knowing twinkle in his eyes? She gave him a mock stern look. “Just don't distract me. I have some serious work to take care of down here.”

  His mouth quirked. “Wouldn't dream of it. You won't even know I'm here.”

  Shawna wasn’t sure about that, but didn’t say so. She turned back around to see that his cock was already starting to harden again under Britt's ministrations. Dang, even in this condition, Clay was toting a handful—or mouthful, in this case.

  She leaned in closer to her objective, her mouth already watering in anticipation. She could really get used to doing this. Taking a deep breath, she closed her lips over the gorgeous cockhead in front of her.

  Mmmm. Even after he’d cleaned up in the bathroom, his cock still tasted so yummy and masculine. Which wasn't really a surprise. The flavor wasn't something on his skin—it was him.

  She rolled her tongue around the topside of his cock—which just so happened to be the underside in this position—playing and exploring. She made sure she didn't move too suddenly, not wanting to bunk heads with Britt. They were definitely working in close quarters down here. Not that she minded. Being this close to her friend while the two of them feasted on such a tasty stud, was beyond exciting. In fact, she had to focus on what she was doing, or she would have gotten lost for sure watching Britt’s slippery tongue and pillow-soft lips massage Clay's balls.

  “You keep your head tilted that way and I’ll keep mine this way,” Britt whispered softly in between licks. “I want you to have room to do your thing.”

  That reminded her—she was supposed to be deep throating Clay, wasn’t she? Pulling Clay out of her mouth, Shawna ran her tongue up and down his full length, getting him wet. With two women paying attention to him, he was getting hard pretty fast, but he wasn't rigid yet. That gave her a chance to do something she figured would blow Britt's mind as well as Clay's.

  After getting his shaft suitably lubed, Shawna took him in her mouth again. She hesitated only long enough to get a deep breath, then surged forward. The second she felt the head wedge in the back of her throat, she swallowed hard, then pushed a little more.

  Clay's cock immediately slid down her throat. Not all of it, of course. That was simply never ever going to happen because he was too big. But right now, he was still flexible enough to slide plenty far.

  In front of her, Britt stopped what she was doing and stared at her in…well…awe was a pretty good word for it.

  Clay groaned as if he were the happiest man on the planet.

  While she still could, Shawna moved up and down on Clay's shaft, loving the exquisite sensation of him sliding so deeply in her throat. Thanks to showing off for Britt, this was the farthest a guy had ever been down her throat. It was exhilarating.

  Britt gave herself a shake and got back to work, licking Clay's balls in time with Shawna's motions. Her friend was moving the fingers of one hand underneath his boys, massaging in a way Shawna’s heard really got some men going. Apparently, Clay was one of them. His hand clenched down on Shawna's ass as he practically writhed on the bed.

  Shawna’s face was only inches from Britt’s now, and she seriously got off on gazing into her friend's eyes as they worked to get Clay rock hard. Their lips were so close that in some ways, it seemed like they were kissing each other. Kinky, but fun to think about.

  Unfortunately, Shawna's deep throat trick, not to mention Britt's tongue bath, proved almost too effective at getting Clay hard.

  Within seconds—certainly well before Shawna had even run out of air—she had to back off his rapidly expanding dick. It was either that or risk hurting herself.

  She pulled away with a gasp—and more than a little drooly mess—then kneeled there getting her breath back and using her hand to massage Clay the rest of the way to a picture-perfect hard-on.

  Britt sat back on her heels with a grin. “Damn, we're good. After the orgasm Clay had earlier, I never would have thought we'd be able to get him so hard, so fast. We should call Guinness.”

  Shawna sat up, too, though she kept her hand moving around the base of Clay's cock. She didn't wan
t their hard work going to waste. “Maybe. You think we'd have much competition, Clay?”

  He groaned. “Hell, no. You two are the best, hands down. If I didn't owe Britt one serious round of sex, I'd be begging you two to keep working me just like you were until I came.”

  She and Britt laughed. Shawna didn't mention there was no way in hell she could do what she'd just done—not now that Clay was hard again. That would be her little secret.

  Britt leaned forward and ran her fingertips lightly around the head of Clay's cock. The feather soft touch made him let out another groan.

  “Okay, babe, I think you're ready,” Britt said. “So, how we going to do this? Is there some special way you want me?”

  Shawna marveled at how relaxed and casual her friend was. She was essentially asking Clay how he'd like to fuck her, but from her tone, you'd think Britt had just inquired if he’d like sugar for his coffee.

  Clay sat up, his dark eyes full of animalistic hunger. “I think you know exactly how I want you—the same way I wanted you back when we were in Vegas.”

  Britt thought a moment, as if trying to remember exactly what way that was. She must have finally remembered because an absolutely wicked smile crossed her face.

  “You are so bad. You really want to do that right in front of Shawna?”

  Clay slanted a glance at Shawna. “I'm pretty she won't mind.”

  Shawna looked back and forth between her best friend and her newest friend. “What are you two talking about? Britt, what does he want to do to you?”

  Her head was swimming. After the night they'd had, she couldn't think of anything Clay might want to do that would make Britt hesitate.

  “Well, back in Vegas, Clay really wanted to fuck me in the ass, but I couldn't do it with my leg busted up. Looks like he wants a shot at it now. That right, cowboy?”

  Clay grinned. “Bingo.”

  Pushing himself up on one elbow, Clay reached down to wrap his hand around Shawna's on his cock and moved them both up and down. Shawna hadn't realized she'd stopped pumping him.

  “He wants to put this,” Shawna pointed down at his very hard cock, then at Britt’s backside, “in there?”

  She could understand why her friend was hesitant. There was no way in hell a woman could handle that much cock in her butt.

  “Oh, yeah.” Britt smiled. “You okay with watching him do it?”

  Well, dang. Britt hadn't been hesitant about conceding to Clay’s request out of concern he'd wreck her bottom. She was worried it might bother Shawna.

  “Do you honestly think it will fit?” she asked her friend.

  Britt laughed, then leaned forward to plant a kiss on the very tippy top of the monster Clay wanted to sink into her behind. “Oh, it’ll fit. It’ll just take some time, patience, and a whole lot of lube. I wasn't sure if you'd be interested in waiting around for that.”

  Shawna's head swirled around so fast she almost had to close her eyes to get her balance. She'd had two experiences with anal sex—one okay, the other godawful. But the idea of watching Britt take Clay’s big cock in her ass was just about the most exciting thing she’d ever imagined. Just thinking about it made her pussy perk up and start to purr again.

  “I don't mind watching,” she said. “As long as you’re sure you wouldn't mind me watching.”

  “Not at all. I think we're at the point where we can seriously say we have no more secrets between us.”

  Flashing her a grin, Britt jumped up for another condom and the tube of lube. Once she got them, she leaped back onto the center of the mattress and got on her hands and knees in front of Clay. She tossed the lube to Clay and the condom to Shawna.

  “More practice for you, girlfriend.”

  Britt turned back around and wiggled her bottom back and forth in a motion that Shawna found absolutely hypnotic. She stifled a moan and forced herself to focus on opening the condom packet. Her hands were shaking, but she’d get it done.

  Clay must have had other plans. He touched her shoulder and motioned her to wait.

  “Hold on a second. Britt's perky, little ass just reminded me of something.”

  Britt dropped her breasts all the way to the bed, pushing her ass high in the air and shaking it. “What? That this ass of mine is going to make you come so hard you pass out?”

  Clay chuckled. “No. I just remembered that if there's one thing I like more than fucking the perfect ass, it's spanking it.”

  Without further ado, Clay brought the palm of his hand down on Britt's right ass cheek, smacking her hard enough to make an audible popping sound. Shawna was stunned to immobility, but Britt only looked over her shoulder and gave him a grin.

  “Yum, yum.”

  Clay must have taken that as permission to get busy, because he started smacking first one cheek, then the other, back and forth in a rhythm that had Britt's ass swaying side to side like a piñata.

  Britt oohed and aahed the whole time. Leave it to Britt to like getting her ass spanked. The girl was a sexual Tyrannosaurus.

  As she watched Britt's ass quickly redden under Clay’s ministrations, Shawna decided she wouldn't be trying out this particular kink anytime soon. But it was sure fun to observe. Especially when Clay started scolding Britt about being a bad girl, having to get spanked like this in front of her best friend.

  “It's not my fault,” Britt protested between squeals. “I was just born a bad girl.”

  Clay spanked her harder for being such a smart-alec—something that didn't seem to bother Britt in the least. She simply pushed her bottom higher in the air and silently begged for more. Clay put a hand on Britt's lower back to steady her some and gave her exactly what she asked for. Every time his hand connected with her ass, it left a white mark that immediately turned rosy red. It had to sting like mad, but Britt obviously loved it—her pussy was soaking wet. Was Britt getting turned on as all hell from the spanking alone, or did it have something to do with the fact that Clay was administering it in front of an audience? Probably not. Why would Britt care that Shawna was watching?

  Britt wasn't the only one getting excited. Shawna had no mind to try a spanking—okay, maybe a little one, as long as it wasn’t this hard—but she loved watching Britt's ass bounce and redden under Clay's big hand. In fact, it was making her pussy tingle something fierce.

  She threw Clay a quick look and saw his eyes locked on Britt's cherry-red ass. Shawna bit her lip and slipped her hand between her thighs so she could touch herself. Up one fold and down the other, over and over until she felt her pussy lips tighten up. She’d played with herself in front of them before—first while riding Clay's cock, then again after he’d pounded the stuffing out of her in missionary. But that had been different. She'd been in orgasmic la-la land and couldn't be held responsible for where her fingers ended up. This was premeditative and purposeful masturbation, pleasuring herself purely because she was turned on by watching her friends play—even if it meant they might catch her.

  It felt very naughty—and dang good.

  She took a deep breath and forced her fingers to slow down. If she didn’t, she was going to come way too soon. She wanted to wait until Clay had his cock in her friend's ass before she let herself go.

  As Shawna lazily ran her fingers over her clit, she let her gaze wander to Britt. Her friend’s face was pressed against the blanket covering the bed, but Shawna could still make out her expression. It was one of pure bliss.

  Shawna bit her lip again, this time to stifle a moan. Maybe she should reconsider her earlier thought about not letting a guy spank her as hard as Clay was spanking Britt. If her friend was enjoying it this much, there must be something to it.

  Clay must have decided Britt had enjoyed her spanking enough because he stopped almost as suddenly as he'd started. He leaned back, as if studying his handiwork.

  “Now that is one rosy red bottom.”

  Shawna couldn’t disagree with that assessment. Britt's ass was so red it seemed as if it was on fire.

 
Before she even realized what she was doing, Shawna moved her hand away from the warm, wet spot between her thighs and stretched out her fingers until they rested against one of Britt's scarlet cheeks. The skin was warm to the touch, and incredibly soft. Shawna couldn't stop herself from caressing Britt's sexy ass. Whoa. The act of touching her friend in such a sexual way was making her a little dizzy. It was also prompting some insanely naughty questions in her head—such as what it would be like to kiss the hot skin underneath her hand.

  Sensing Clay’s eyes on her, Shawna lifted her gaze to see him studying her. Shawna’s face flamed as red as Britt’s freshly spanked ass. She quickly took her hand away and covered for her suddenly un-friend-like behavior by commenting on how hot Britt’s ass had gotten from the spanking.

  “I thought the phrase warming your ass was just a figure of speech,” she added.

  Britt moaned in reply, her face still pressed against the bed, her eyes closed. She seemed completely unaware it had been Shawna who’d been fondling her ass a minute ago. “Trust me when I tell you that getting a good spanking can be the best form of foreplay you've ever had, girlfriend.”

  Clay’s eyes glinted. “Maybe you’d want to try it later?”

  Shawna hesitated. While she might be turned on by the thought, she still wasn't sure about letting Clay spank her the way he had Britt.

  She was still wrapped in her own thoughts—both the ones involving letting Clay spank her, and the ones involving her doing some really un-Shawna-like things to Britt's rosy bottom—when a squealing sound disrupted her thoughts.

  “Hey, that's cold!” Britt protested.

  Shawna looked up to see Clay holding the bottle of lube above Britt's ass, little beads of the clear liquid dribbling down the cleft between her sexy cheeks.

  Clay chuckled. “Don't worry, darlin'. I'll be warming you up down there soon enough.”

  Shawna watched enraptured as the glistening drops of lube raced down the crack of Britt's ass on their way to her pussy. Clay's free hand came up and stopped them just short of their destination, much to her dismay. After letting a few more drops run down between her cheeks, he casually ran his finger up again, as if he was trying to push the escaping lube back toward Britt's anus. Of course, all he did was end up making a big, gooey mess that he happily spread around Britt tense little rosebud.