by Starla Kaye
“I…I won’t survive this…for hours,” she said and made them both grin.
“Ready to see just how much she can take?” Camden glanced at Doug, and she shivered at the challenging look that passed between them.
Doug nodded, lowered his head and latched onto a nipple, tugging it with his teeth but not enough to hurt. It was enough to make her arch upward. She laced her hands through his scruffy hair and held him to her.
“Don’t forget about me.” As if demanding his share of her attention, Camden shifted lower on the bed. He pushed her legs even further apart and put his mouth to her mound.
“Oh! Oh, God!” Rose gasped. Never before had anyone done this. She had vague memories of Ryan tweaking a nipple once in a while, but he hadn’t suckled them as Doug was doing, and he certainly had never put his head anywhere near her pussy.
Camden’s tongue slipped inside her, did some kind of delicious thing that had her quivering. This was sinful, it had to be. And she loved it!
Doug began twirling his tongue around her nipple, distracting her for a second. She looked dazedly down at him, watched him lift his head to let her see his darkened eyes. She felt his deep breaths, the warmth of his breath against her upper body.
And then Camden demanded her attention again. He bit down lightly on her clit. When she glanced in his direction, he went back to driving his tongue into her body. She struggled to tighten her legs around his head, but he held them apart with strong hands. With the cowboys working her body, everything around her disappeared. Her world centered on sensation, on need, on desperation. Then at last Camden’s sweet torture took her beyond sensation, need and desperation. She exploded in orgasm.
The bed shifted as Doug moved to stretch out beside her. It shifted again as Camden crawled to her other side. Both men turned onto their sides and snuggled closer to her, each putting an arm across her. Doug’s hand rested on a breast. Camden’s hand landed gently over her mound. No one spoke and she simply lay there, eyes closed, content for the moment.
She must have fallen asleep, exhausted. When she finally stirred again, she was alone on the bed and felt a second of disappointment. Where had they gone? Why had they left her?
Then she heard a grunt, a deep-voiced, “Give it to me!”
Curious, she sat up and spotted her cowboys across the room. Doug was bent over the dresser, arms braced. Camden stood behind him, his hands clamped around Doug’s waist. His long rod was driving in and out of Doug’s ass. Their intensity was captivating. Heat spiraled through her. She’d never seen anything like this. They were two such powerful men, hard bodies, beautiful to observe in action. She wanted to feel those bodies moving against her, within her. But she didn’t want to disturb this special time. Her time would come later.
But they must have heard her slight movement when she shifted on the bed. They glanced in her direction, stopped what they were doing, and looked strained from the effort, guilty, too.
Horrified that she’d interrupted them, she quickly said, “Ignore me. Please.”
Doug held her gaze, gritted out, “Are you sure?”
Camden’s face looked red, tight with the need to continue, but he, too, said, “We don’t have to—”
“Are you kidding me?” she protested. “You absolutely have to continue what you are doing.” She gave them a supportive smile. “This is fascinating.”
Doug was the first to turn away. He braced himself once more, held his strong legs apart. “Go ahead, fascinate the woman. Fuck me.”
Her heart pounded at his crudity, but she couldn’t have looked away if she’d wanted to. She watched as Camden tightened his hold on Doug’s waist. He pulled his thick cock nearly out, hesitated a half-second and then drove deep again.
“Oh god!” Doug bit out.
She felt a moment’s worry over the clear pain in his tone. She could only imagine what having a cock up her ass would feel like. How could he stand it? Yet he wasn’t resisting, wasn’t demanding that Camden stop.
Camden didn’t say a word, just went about pistoning into the ass in front of him. As he rocked forward, his butt tightened, the muscles in his thighs strained. It didn’t take long before he held still, cock deep inside Doug, and arched backward growling out his release.
She remembered her orgasm only a short while ago. This was even more powerful, at least it sounded that way. Her vulva quivered, heat curling low inside her. She wanted to feel that kind of intensity.
All too soon they were done. Camden pulled out of Doug’s ass with a slight sucking sound, turned to look at Rose and tugged off the condom. He appeared exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. “Darlin’, give us a few minutes and then…” He didn’t finish the promise, but it was there in his eyes.
She was worried about Doug, though, watched him slowly straighten. He saw her concern and blushed, admitting, “That’s a good-sized shaft to take up your butt.”
Now she blushed. She would do good to take either of these exceptionally endowed men inside her vagina. She doubted… “You’re not going to…?”
As if understanding her question, Doug shook his head. “Maybe someday, but not today.”
Someday? They hadn’t actually even had this three-some sex yet, but at least he was thinking about another time. Camden, too, seemed confident about it. She had to be honest with them. “I don’t know if I can do this again.”
“One step at a time, sweet Rose.” Doug held her gaze, walked toward her, and then leaned down to kiss her forehead. “Thanks for not judging us poorly.”
He strode into the bathroom, followed by Camden. Judging them poorly? Because of what they’d done? She’d thought it was amazing, special. Such raw power, such pure need. It had been beautiful to witness. But now she was ready for something special and amazing to happen to her. Well, more stuff. They’d already driven her to orgasm once.
“So how is this going to work?” she asked as they walked back into the bedroom. She’d read about this in erotic romances, but reality was a whole lot different. She was excited. She was scared. She was…well, ready.
“Not exactly sure yet, but we’ll figure it out.” Camden looked confident and went to pull a couple of condoms from the nightstand’s drawer.
“Not sure?” That didn’t sound good. Her stomach fluttered with nerves.
“We haven’t done this before.” Doug sat down on the bed next to her, reached out and began playing with one of her breasts, making the nipple harden. His face was pinched in concentration; his nostrils flared. He obviously enjoyed the experience as much as she did. She drew in a breath and savored the moment.
His teasing thumb kept her thoughts muddied, but she tried to focus back on his statement. She felt strangely pleased that she would be their first ménage a trois partner. “So we’re all learning this together?”
Doug didn’t answer, just leaned over to take her right nipple into his hot mouth, using his teeth to lightly pull on it. She arched her body toward him to give him better access. She didn’t really care about her question. This was better.
Camden knelt on the other side of her. He held her gaze, eased her legs apart, and eased a finger inside her as he’d done earlier. He rotated it, seemed to touch every nerve inside her. She shivered, moaned. “So good,” she mumbled, waiting for him to slide another finger inside.
As if he’d read her mind, Camden smiled proudly and added a second finger. He teased her with both of them, swirling them around, slipping them nearly out of her body and moving them deep again. At the same time her breasts where throbbing from Doug’s attention. She ached all over, needed.
Doug looked at her, his gaze heated. “She’s ready.”
“More than ready,” she countered on a gasp and then looked from one of her lovers to the other.
Grinning, Doug lowered his head and bit her nipple a little too hard.
She slapped him upside the head. “Hey, breast boy, that hurt!”
He shifted back, looked apologetic, and mumbled, “
Sorry. And it’s breast man, remember!”
A glance at his hardened cock had her nodding. “Definitely man.” Again she studied the two of them. “Um…you’re both looking pretty ready for action. So which boy toy—I mean man toy—do I get first?”
Camden chuckled. “I like that…man toy.”
Doug, once again serious said, “There’re a number of ways we can do this.” He pumped on his rod, obviously in need of relief. “I’m thinking the sandwich way might be best for now.”
Camden lifted an eyebrow in question. “I assume that means one of us is in the middle. You or me.” He gazed down at her for a second. “Since she’s a light weight and we aren’t, our little darlin’ will be on top. Right?”
Doug nodded. “You’ll be the treat in between that we’ll both enjoy. Okay?”
“Sounds like a plan.” Camden glanced at her again. “Work for you?”
Her stomach fluttered with nerves. The moment had finally come. She sat up and shifted to the side of the bed. “Not getting squished sounds good.” Her pulse was racing with anticipation. Impatiently she tugged on Doug’s arm. “Let’s get this sandwich built.”
He blinked at her, giving her a cocky grin, and took her former place, lying on his back in the middle of the bed. Camden tossed him one of the condoms and the tube of lube. Then as she watched, they both bit open a foil package and rolled a condom over their equally remarkable cocks. She struggled to sit still, felt moisture beading between her legs. She wanted to get the party started.
Unable to contain her urgent need another second, she snatched the lube from Doug’s hand. “I’m applying the frosting to these choice shafts. Either of you have a problem with that?” As Doug frowned and looked about to protest, she squeezed out a glob of gel and coated him first. His groan made her smile and apply a second coat, earning a serious growl.
Camden waited for his turn. “I’m afraid I’ll get off just at your touch, darlin’.” He tried to take the tube from her, but she shook her head.
She reached for his cock, giggled at his indrawn breath. “Tough it up, cowboy. If you’re going to put this rod inside me, I want it good and ready.” She wanted this to happen, but seeing the size of it… Could she really take it?
“Oh, it’s ready,” he gritted out.
Fighting back her nerves, she let the devil in her give him one final long stroke. His tense, annoyed expression lightened the moment for her and she almost laughed.
Then he took the lube and applied a coating to his anus and she listened seriously as he said, “Now I’m ready, too.”
“I’m starting to think we’ve got us a hot little package of trouble here, bro.” Doug studied her warily. “She might even be more than we can handle.”
In truth, she was battling down a huge set of what-thehell-are-you-doing nerves. She was a prim and proper small town librarian, a former ballerina. Not an experienced…
“Come here,” Doug’s heavy-breathed command captured her attention. He was looking at Camden, his eyes dark with desire as he held his cock up in invitation. “I’m going to fill you good.”
As she watched in hungry amazement, Camden moved over Doug’s body, his back to him. He knelt with his legs on either side of Doug’s muscled thighs. Just the sight of them together like that had her heart racing. She waited breathlessly, curious. It still seemed strange, yet what they were doing intrigued her.
Camden glanced at her and held Doug’s shaft while he rose up. He hesitated as if silently questioning her about actually doing this in front of her.
She found herself giving a nod, even though they didn’t need her approval.
With a small smile, he lowered himself, taking Doug’s prepared cock up his ass. He grimaced, his expression remaining tense as he finally took all of the length inside him. He was breathing shallowly by the time Doug’s sac pressed against him.
Wow! She couldn’t look away. She’d wondered if Camden could really take all of Doug’s large shaft, worried about both of them. Only moments ago Doug had taken all of Camden’s cock up his ass. It had seemed impossible then as well. But they managed and even with the grimacing and groaning, they appeared to more than enjoy the experience.
She watched them, pulse racing. How was she going to work into this situation? She wanted it to happen, her body desperate to be filled with a nice big cock, too. But…
Her hands moved down and found the place where she ached. She rubbed her clit with a finger and moaned, still watching the men. Camden looked toward her and his eyes darkened. He rose up and his powerful thigh muscles flexed, his butt tightened. Doug lifted up, too, and she heard his quiet groan.
Shifting down again, Camden held his pulsing cock in his hand. “Got something for you, darlin’. Come here and try him out.” His words came out gritty, heavy with desire.
She tweaked her clit a final time, still surprised he was hard and ready again so soon. “Your stamina is amazing.” She scooted closer, uncertain what to do.
Camden had stopped moving and she could see Doug’s face, see his determined patience. His jaw was tight; a vein pulsed in the side of his neck. He clearly wanted to thrust upward into Camden’s tight ass. Waiting was costing him. “Be careful with her.”
His concern touched her and caused her to be ready to move to the next step, anything to stop causing him distress.
“Have a seat, ride your cowboy.” Camden helped her climb awkwardly into position, facing him. Then he encouraged her to straddle his legs.
“I’ve never…” She was embarrassed to admit her lack of experience. Stupid Ryan. This was his fault. He’d been so conservative in their lovemaking, strictly missionary, totally him in charge. For the few minutes it had lasted. But the crux of the matter was she didn’t know what to do. “I’m such a disappointment to you, I’m so sorry.”
Doug growled at the bottom of their heap. “You’re not a disappointment.”
Camden held up his cock and guided her over it, breathing hard as she began to inch her way down him. “Forget all that came before this.” He pulled her down firmly. Her body stretched to accommodate him. “Think only about this moment.”
She felt strange sitting on top of a man, sitting on top of another man. Yet her body was alive with so much pleasure. Camden’s cock impaling her made her feel so full. Being on top this way only added to the excitement she experienced. He pulsed inside her and her inner muscles squeezed him back, making him grin sinfully at her.
She sat still, savoring the moment. Camden had such a luscious body. He was hard muscled, not an ounce of extra fat to be seen. She wanted to slide her hands all over that so-tempting torso. And the cock deep inside her… nice, very nice.
With a glance over his shoulder, she saw Doug intently watching her while his cock was deep inside Camden. There were no words to explain her mixed feelings about that. Okay, hot came close to it. Sexy, too. She would definitely think about this time and again. Think about it when they tired of her and moved on to other women, which surely they would do.
Camden tugged her closer, pulled her legs around his waist and jerked her back from her disquieting musings. Forget the future. What would happen later would happen. She’d never felt anything so wonderful, maybe never would again. She was so full. He pressed at the top of her vagina. His balls rubbed against her bottom. And the scent of arousal hung thick in the air around them. Still she worried about Doug.
She looked over Camden’s shoulder again, a move that made her inner muscles squeeze tighter around the thick shaft inside her. “Are you all right?” she said breathlessly. “Are we crushing you?”
“I’m a strong man, sweet Rose,” Doug husked out. “I can handle this.” To prove he could, he lifted his lower body upward. The action drove his cock deeper up into Camden’s ass, and, in turn, drove Camden’s cock deeper inside her.
Camden thrust up again and she thrust back. They parried and it felt better and better. If she added a squeeze, he drove harder, making her suck in a breath. She
began sweating, as did he, probably Doug as well. She couldn’t seem to stop this game they played.
And then her breaths became ragged. Her heart pounded and she clamped her arms around Camden’s straining body. He held her tightly, drove his cock higher, groaned insensibly. Ride her cowboy. The idea played in her mind, forced her into frantic movement. She’d never ridden a horse, but she quickly learned how to ride a cowboy. Discovered she really liked it.
“Slow down, cowgirl,” Camden said huskily, putting his hands around her waist.
She tried to, but her body had needs. Her hair danced around her shoulders as they settled into a slightly slower rhythm. “I can’t…I need…” She wasn’t sure how much longer she could go on.
His hands held her tight even as he pumped harder once more. “Soon, darlin’.”
Beneath them, Doug began bucking upward, more desperately with each buck. He growled out as he clearly came closer to his release. Which in turn made Camden jerk upward into her more frantically, grunting in his efforts.
One long, determined drive had her holding still, gripping Camden’s cock in a tight vise squeeze while she stopped breathing. “I’m…I’m…” An instant later her release flooded around him and she collapsed against his chest.
As she fought to slow her breathing, calm her racing heart, he held her tight. He pounded upward, strained, his chest thudding against her cheek. She understood his desperation. And as she was dealing with Camden’s needs, she heard Doug grunting. He gripped Camden around the waist and drove equally hard into Camden’s ass. She held on for dear life.
She was sore from the pounding, from having her legs spread so wide, and would feel the effects even tomorrow, she suspected. But, oh God, this had been worth whatever she would suffer. An experience she would remember forever.
Finally the wild bouncing stopped and pulled her fully back to the moment. Both men seemed to freeze at the same moment. And then it was over.
Camden growled as he held her away from his chest. Mesmerized, she watched him as he shot his cum deep inside her, flooding the condom. He’d barely stopped moving, panting, when Doug’s roar echoed around them. He had them all bucked up high off the mattress at the instant he found his release.