As the tremors finally subsided, she opened her eyes and smiled up at her men.
“I think she likes the way we work,” Adam said.
“Don’t be coy,” Taletha snapped, though she grinned through her false irritation. “You know I hate it when you’re coy.”
“You don’t like it? Really?” Adam asked, tracing his fingertip across her thigh and up her pussy lips before pulling it away.
“I hate it.”
“You don’t like it when we tease you, either?” Morris asked. He nibbled her earlobe and let one hand brush against her still-hard nipple.
“Despise it,” Taletha said, though she was starting to lose her control.
“You really don’t like either of those things?” Adam massaged her thighs a little more firmly this time, and Taletha could feel the energy pounding in her cunt.
“Hate them all.” But she couldn’t hide the way her breath was hitching with each press of his fingers, or with each small bite of Morris’s teeth.
“If you don’t like what we’re doing, then why do you let us keep doing it?” Morris asked, before blowing against her ear.
Taletha couldn’t answer. She slammed her eyes shut and groaned as pleasure started to overwhelm her senses again.
“I asked you a question,” Morris whispered, pinching both nipples this time.
But Taletha’s verbal abilities were diminishing with each second.
“I don’t think she really dislikes what we’re doing,” Adam said.
“You’re right. She seems to be enjoying it. I think we’re just going to have to keep teasing her.”
“Forever.”
“Nothing but teasing.”
“I–I need to come,” Taletha whispered as her body started to shake with arousal.
“What’s that, love?” Morris asked. “You need to speak up. We can’t hear you.”
“I need to come.” Taletha could barely hear herself, but the pleasure was so intense that it required more concentration than usual to get the words out.
“I’m not sure what she’s asking, but I’m pretty sure she wants us to just tease her for the rest of the afternoon.”
“No!” Taletha managed to cry. “I want to come. Let me come, dammit. Please.”
Morris looked at Adam. “Think we should let her come?”
“I wouldn’t mind seeing her writhe around again.”
They adjusted themselves on the bed, and Morris lowered his head between her legs. His tongue approached her clit with ravenous hunger, and the second he began to lick between her pounding slit, Taletha could feel the orgasm getting ready to release. But it wasn’t until Adam pinched her nipples and began twisting that the intensity started to build. As the combination of pain and pleasure doubled up in her body, the climax coursed through her veins, leaving her gasping for breath.
“Are you feeling all warmed up?” Adam whispered into her ear. “Because I was thinking it might be time to try something a little more athletic.”
“I’m ready, yeah.”
“Roll over,” Morris said. As soon as she was settled, she felt the chill of lube swirling around her asshole, and a slicked-up finger not long after.
“Fuck,” she gasped. “That always feels so good.”
“It will feel even better in just a second.” The finger slid out, and her muscles had only a moment to relax before they were tightening around the little plug. They contracted so hard that her pussy started throbbing again.
“You’re right, that does feel even better.”
“On your knees,” Adam said, stretching himself out on the bed and giving her a full view of his ready cock.
“You think you can just order me around in bed?”
“Are you saying you don’t want to suck my cock?”
Taletha tried to maintain her aloof nature, but she couldn’t deny that she’d been thinking about going down on him all afternoon. Rather than answer the question, she brought the tip of her tongue to the head of his dick and moved it in slow, light circles.
“Now who’s the tease?” he gasped.
“I never said I wasn’t.” She went back to the gentle yet torturous tongue strokes, moving up and down his shaft with the same featherlight touch. It wasn’t until she felt Morris grip her hips that she actually took Adam’s cock in her mouth. And even then, she didn’t start moving right away. She waited until she felt Morris slide deep into her pussy, feeling the way the plug in her ass made her cunt muscles grip him even harder, enjoying the way she felt being filled from all angles. She made sure to moan, enjoying the way Adam gasped as the vibrations of her voice reverberated up and down his desperate shaft.
When Morris started to move inside her, she finally started to give Adam the blow job he’d been craving. One hand was wrapped around the base of his cock, occasionally squeezing and releasing, making him groan even louder. Morris delivered a tap to her ass, and she groaned again, making sure he knew she’d enjoyed it. Upon hearing her groan, he spanked her harder, each slap increasing the pitch and length of her moans.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Adam gasped. After one last surge, he went rigid on the bed as his cock released inside of her. Taletha drank down every drop, and managed to lick him clean, even though Morris was pounding into her even faster than he had before.
Her pussy was clenching tighter and tighter with each slam of his cock into her cunt, the pressure magnified by the way her ass clenched around the stone plug. Unwilling to sit out, Adam started playing with her nipples, pinching them as hard as he had before, giving her body the final push it needed to reach the height of pleasure. Her cunt gave one final throb around Morris’s cock, and she stopped moving, paralyzed with the electricity streaming through her body. She felt Morris respond to the sudden increase in pressure and heard his groan as he emptied out inside her.
“Leave the plug in,” Taletha said as Morris pulled away. “I want to feel it for a little while longer.” She collapsed in the center of the bed and felt the warmth of her lovers surround either side of her. They remained silent for a while, enjoying the quiet company in their new home.
“So when do we go furniture shopping?” Adam finally asked.
“You mean we need more than just the dance studio and a bed?” Taletha smiled, wondering if they could make do with so little.
“We need to eat somewhere.”
“What’s wrong with the furniture we already own?” Morris asked. “I like the stuff I already have.”
“I don’t know,” Adam said. “I mean, most of my stuff got ruined in the vandalism, anyway. Besides, we’re starting a fresh chapter in our lives. We should get all new stuff that’s ours, not an amalgamation of all of our old stuff from our time apart.”
“You can be incredibly persuasive,” Morris said. “I propose a nap, then dinner, then furniture shopping.”
“We’ll probably want a shower in there somewhere,” Taletha said. “You two had me working up quite a sweat.”
“In that case, I suggest we just put the furniture shopping off until tomorrow. Because the second I see you all wet and naked, I’m going to need to fuck you again.”
“I already want to fuck you both again,” she said. “I’ve been ready to go again ever since you both finished.”
“I think we need another thirty minutes or so to recover.”
“In that case, maybe I should just shower by myself. Or maybe I’ll go take a dip in the Jacuzzi. I did mention the master bathroom has a Jacuzzi, didn’t I? It was expensive, but I decided I didn’t want to spare any expense for my men.”
Taletha hopped out of bed and winked at her men before strutting off to the bathroom. She couldn’t help but grin at their shocked faces. Her mind was already reeling as she planned out new surprises for the next day, and the next week, and the rest of their lives.
THE END
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Olivia Jordan was born in Cleveland, Ohio. Her librarian mothe
r made sure Olivia had regular access to a wide range of books, which instilled a love of good stories at a young age. With an attorney for a father, Olivia learned early on about the ways that language can be used to entertain, enlighten, and manipulate. Although Olivia initially dreamed of being a ballerina, she realized in her teen years that her talent was for the written word, and her path to the writing life began before she even had a driver’s license.
After finishing her formal education, Olivia decided that it was time to get away from any and all states that got more than an inch of snow a year. She now makes her home in Austin, Texas, with her husband and a small menagerie. Although a city girl at heart, she also loves taking her convertible out to the country. Nothing inspires her more than the wind in her hair, the sun on her face, and the open road in front of her.
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