He didn’t let go until the ride stopped. With her first step on solid ground, she stumbled.
“Shit, I’m kind of dizzy.” She laughed, clutching him for much needed support. He held her tightly as they walked to the bench where Brad was waiting.
“That was a riot!” she exclaimed.
“You can’t walk on your own,” Brad remarked, cocking an eyebrow.
“I know, cool isn’t it?”
All three of them laughed.
“Wanna sit down for a second?”
“No, I’m good.”
It was then Ali realized she was speaking to the man she was sleeping with while clinging onto his best friend. Her cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Brad was up off the bench and standing an inch away in a heartbeat.
“He’s touching you, Alicia, because I gave him permission to.”
Her head spun even faster, and a shiver raced down her spine.
“Dude, lighten up; she’s shaking.”
“I’m fine,” she whispered.
“Tell him to let you go, if that’s what you want. It’s all up to you, sweetheart.” Brad stroked his index finger along her chin.
“What I want is to not end up on You Tube for putting on a show at the God damned local fair!” She grabbed Brad’s wrist for support and took one shaky step to her left. Tom rested a hand in the small of her back. “Seriously, guys, people are staring.” Ali said, glancing around. “Brad, don’t you have game booths to visit?”
“Alicia, don’t you have food booths to visit?” he mocked.
“Oh, like I could eat right now.”
“Damn, I was all set to watch your technique on a corn dog,” Tom said with a cocky leer.
“Too bad. Now, all you’re going to get is me being nervous and uncomfortable and watching everything I say and do.”
Alicia truly thought that was how the rest of the evening was going to go, but by the time Brad and Tom were locked in heated battle at the third gaming booth, she was cheering them on along with the small crowd which had gathered. It was a shooting contest, and they were tied with perfect scores.
“Sudden death! Miss the next shot, leave empty handed; hit the mark and win the grand prize for your lady!”
“What if they both make the shot?” someone yelled.
“She walks away with two prizes!”
Ali grinned from ear to ear. “Ain’t that the truth,” she mumbled, knowing no one heard over the noise.
“Take your time, guys. I want the red gorilla and pink Dalmatian,” she called out. When Brad and Tom turned in her direction, she licked the last of the powdered sugar from the elephant ear they’d been sharing off the tips of her fingers. They each flashed a sexy as hell smile before focusing their attention back to the absurdly small, moving targets. The onlookers went wild when both of them hit their marks.
It took a few moments for them to navigate through the back slaps and high fives due to carrying their extremely large burdens. Ali waited until they broke free of the crowd then hurried forward. She threw her arms around Brad’s neck and kissed him soundly. Without giving herself a chance to second guess, she turned and did the same with Tom. More cheering went up around them.
“We’re leaving.” Brad ushered her away.
“Okay.” Ali nestled against his side.
“Tom’s meeting us at my house.”
“Oh, okay.”
Ali was shocked she was able to stay vertical, let alone keep pace with Brad’s hurried pace. Tom walked next to her, brushing the back of his hand along her hip. There was no bullshit, no game playing.
She knew exactly what they wanted. The million dollar question was what would be the ramifications if she agreed to make love with both of them? Could she go through with it? If she did, could she deal with afterwards? And what did it say about how Brad viewed her? Would indulging her wildest fantasy ruin her chances with the best man she’d ever been with?
By the time they got to Brad’s truck, she was so horny her panties were wet, and her breasts were so sensitive it hurt to have a bra on. He opened the passenger side door, and he and Tom tossed the stuffed animals into the back seat.
“Come here, beautiful.” Tom took her in his arms and claimed her mouth in a searing, demanding, no holds barred kiss.
Ali whimpered when Brad caressed from her neck to the globes of her ass. He gave a gentle tug at her hip.
“Let’s get the hell out of here.” Brad said with authority.
Tom nodded and walked away. Brad helped Ali into the truck.
“Can you put the air up a little higher?” Ali asked as soon as she could speak. Brad flipped the switch to maximum.
“We need to talk, Alicia,” he said as they headed down the deserted country road.
“Ya think?” She rested the side of her head against the window.
“About more than inviting Tom into bed with us.”
Ali sat back up and shifted position, focusing her full attention on Brad. He glanced at her.
“Alicia, we’re good together, real good, and I don’t want our relationship to end when your vacation does.”
Already on sexual high, the elation, hope and excitement over a chance for a future with Brad had her struggling to not burst into tears. “I can’t believe you feel… I had no idea… Oh crap, we must both be crazy.”
“So that means you’re feeling the same way?” He reached over and twined his fingers with hers.
“God, yes, but it scares the hell out of me.”
“Me, too, sweetheart.” Brad lifted her hand and kissed it. “I know there’s a lot we’re going to have to figure out, but we can do it, later.”
A fissure of unease skittered along her nerve endings. “Brad, are you saying these things to pave the way for what you and Tom have obviously planned for tonight?”
“Yeah, as a matter of fact, I am.”
Alicia tore her hand out of his grip as her heart sank like a stone.
“Wait, that didn’t come out right.”
He swerved the truck onto the shoulder of the road and threw it into park. Ali gasped at how fast he had their seatbelts off and her in his lap. He cradled the back of her head while holding a handful of hair firmly, making it impossible for her to look away.
“It’s incredibly important to me that you understand I care about you deeply. It’s because of those feelings that, if I have the ability to do so, I want to be the one to make your fantasies come true.”
His lips came crashing down on hers, and his tongue swept into her mouth. Ali kissed him in return with equal force, while writhing in his hold and stroking his arms and chest. She moaned and pulled away at the sound of a car driving by.
“Probably wouldn’t be good for your professional reputation for us to be caught necking on the side of the road,” she joked, smiling up at him.
“I was trying to figure out how to fuck you in this truck, sweetheart, so thanks for being the level-headed one.” He helped her over to her side of the seat.
“You give me too much credit. I was a heartbeat away from going for your junk.”
Chapter Six
A black pickup sat in Brad’s driveway, and lights showed through the windows and the glass storm door. Brad walked around his truck, opened the passenger door, and held his hand out to Ali.
“I’m really nervous,” she whispered.
“Bad nervous or horny nervous?”
“The second one.”
He’d kept her on pins and needles the entire way to his house, talking about how lucky they were to have met up again, how beautiful she was, and how her sense of sexual adventure turned him on.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied without hesitation.
“Then, come inside.”
Tom was lounging on the couch, flipping through TV channels when they walked into the living room. He was wearing just his jeans, and Ali’s pulse sped up as she admired his well-defined upper body. Tom wasn’t quite as tall as Br
ad, but he was built just as beautifully; the parts she could see at least.
“Everything okay?” he asked, turning off the TV.
“Alicia’s horny,” Brad announced.
“Nice conversation starter.” She smacked his shoulder then stared pointedly at his crotch. “Apparently, I’m not the only one.”
“Sweetheart, I’m always hard when we’re together.” Without preamble, he pulled his t-shirt over his head and kicked off his tennis shoes. He took hold of her wrist and placed her hand on the hard ridge of his penis.
Ali hadn’t actually thought through the how’s of starting the process of being with two men, but Brad’s boldness gave her confidence. She grasped the back of his neck and brought his mouth down to hers. He grabbed her ass cheeks and rocked against her as their tongues dueled. Desire slammed into her, quelling her nerves while heating her body.
“Straight to the good stuff; I’m down with that,” Tom announced joyously.
Ali couldn’t help giggling, causing Brad to break their kiss. Tom, who now was standing next to her, gently turned her chin and claimed her lips. His style was different but no less demanding.
Brad unbuttoned her shirt and pushed the material off her shoulders. He caressed and toyed with her breasts briefly before flicking open the front clasp of her bra. Ali shivered when he pinched her nipples.
“Gorgeous,” Tom said with a grin, staring at her boobs.
He lowered his head and latched onto her right breast. Brad followed suit on the other side. Each suckle and tug on her taut nipples sent shock waves to her pussy. Her legs shook, and she grabbed onto both men for support.
“I’m gonna fall over.”
They stopped their sweet torture, and Brad wrapped an arm around her back and scooped the other behind her knees. “No, you’re not.”
“This is all romance-novelly goodness.” She laughed, swinging her feet. “I’ve never been carried by a big strong man before.”
“We’re going to do a couple more things you’ve never done before,” Brad said with a killer grin.
Tom led the way down the hall. When they entered the bedroom, he went and turned on the lamps on the bedside tables. Brad set Ali down on the king-sized bed. She struggled to breathe normally as the guys removed their pants. Naked, hard and ready, they were stunning.
“While Tom gets you undressed, we need to discuss a few things.”
Huh? He wants to have a chat? She couldn’t concentrate due to Tom getting onto the bed with her. He finished taking off her shirt and bra, petting and caressing her skin along the way.
“Lay back, baby,” Tom said, arranging pillows beneath her neck and shoulders. He popped open the button of her pants.
“I expect you to be honest, tell us what feels good, and if anything is happening that doesn’t. What I’m not going to tolerate is you holding back. I want all of you, Alicia, every passionate, uninhibited, uncensored piece.”
“Bossy fuck, isn’t he?” Tom asked, smiling down at her while sliding her pants and undies off.
“He has his moments.” Goose bumps rose up on her skin, and moisture flooded her cunt.
“Has he tied you up and spanked your pretty little behind yet?”
She moaned at the visual while shaking her head no. Tom trailed a finger from her throat to her pubic hair. When he touched her damp folds, she spread her thighs a bit to give him better access.
“Why’ve you been holding back with her? Seems pretty clear she’s open to some dom play.”
“You’ve been holding back on me, Brad?” she asked mischievously as he came to stand at the side of the bed. She reached out and grabbed his cock.
“Yeah, sweetheart, that’s what I was doing when you were cuffed to the headboard with my dick up your ass.”
“Shit,” Tom exclaimed. “I stand corrected.”
He shifted to lie between her legs and used his thumbs to spread her pussy lips. Ali stared at Brad. The first swipe of Tom’s tongue had her quivering and tightening her grip on Brad’s penis.
“Blow job, now, please,” she begged, giving a little tug for emphasis.
He put one knee on the mattress and fed his cock into her mouth. “I’ll do all the work, sweetheart, you concentrate on Tom eating your pussy.”
Brad slowly fucked her mouth while Tom used his mouth to fuck her cunt. The dueling sensations were beyond amazing. Her orgasm gathered quickly, too quickly. She rotated her hips and whimpered. She wanted to hold out, savor the buildup, but she couldn’t. Brad pulled back.
“Suck her clit, hard; she’s right there.” He pinched and rolled her nipples.
Tom did what he was told, and Alicia lost it, crying out at the searing pleasure flowing through her. When the spasms died down to flutters, she draped an arm over her eyes and sighed.
“That was amazing,” she said, grinning.
“Yeah, it was.” Tom kissed the inside of her thigh.
Ali heard the rip of a condom packet at the same time she felt lots of movement around her. She uncovered her eyes and discovered they’d switched positions. Brad was now on his knees between her legs rolling a rubber into place, while Tom stood by the head of the bed, stroking his impressive penis.
“Anything I can help you with, Tom?” Ali licked her lips.
“She loves giving head, actually gets pissed if you don’t come in her mouth.”
“She’s going to have nothing to be mad at, dude.” Tom grinned and winked at her.
Alicia wondered why he was waiting, so she looked to Brad. His expression was an intoxicating blend of lust and seriousness, and when their gazes locked, he enveloped both her ankles with his large hands, lifted her legs up and rested her ankles against his shoulders. He placed his hands on the front of her thighs and eased her forward, ever so slowly, onto his steely hard erection. Once Brad was buried to the hilt, Tom cupped her chin and rested the tip of his penis on her lower lip.
“Suck his cock, Alicia,” Brad instructed with quiet confidence.
Her heart raced. Brad was being true to his word, controlling the event and knowing what to say and do to whip her into a sexual frenzy. This was about so much more than the acts themselves. He was literally giving her the opportunity to live out her fantasies, and in doing so, she could fulfill his. He’d been right; it was about power, but hers as much as his.
Ali reached underneath her head and fluffed a pillow to gain the proper angle to be able to attend Tom’s dick. She grasped his shaft and his balls and brought him into her mouth.
Instead of getting down to business, she decided to see how far she could push both men. Keeping her jaw slack, Alicia used only her tongue while clenching her vaginal muscles. Tom slid his palm over her forehead and clutched a handful of her hair.
“Your woman’s playing with me.”
Ali smiled around his dick while flattening her tongue on the underside.
Brad’s fingers dug into her thighs, and he gave a forceful thrust of his hips. “Me, too.”
He began to fuck her with long, measured strokes, and Ali struggled to hold on to her resolve. She closed her lips and eased down Tom’s length with the least amount of suction she could muster. On the upstroke, she lightly grazed him with her teeth. Tom groaned and tightened his grip in her hair.
“Have mercy, baby. I’m barely holding on.” His cock twitched and swelled.
“Show me how deep you can take him, sweetheart. I wanna see that sweet mouth stretched, your cheeks hollowed.”
Tom’s admission, coupled with Brad’s nasty-good encouragement acted like pouring gasoline on an already raging fire. Knowing it was what they all wanted, she went down on Tom with exuberance. He quickly became an active participant, pumping his hips, sending his cock to the back of her throat. Although Brad’s thrusts were increasing in speed, Ali marveled at his control, how he was holding her and moving in just the right way so she wasn’t driven onto Tom’s cock with too much force.
“Ya ready, baby?” Tom asked, staring down at her whil
e holding her head still.
She answered with a hard suck. His warm cum filled her mouth, triggering her release. As her cunt locked onto his dick, Brad pumped into her, rubbing her clit with each stroke.
“Oh fuck yeah, milk us both, sweetheart,” Brad called out, jerking in climax.
When Tom pulled out of her mouth, he went down to his knees and rested his forehead on the edge of the bed. Alicia sat up, wrapped her arms around Brad’s neck and pulled him down on top of her. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, kissing his perspiration dampened skin.
“You’re mine, Alicia. I’m never letting you go,” Brad whispered.
Tears welled and ran down her cheeks. She was so in love with him her emotions rendered her momentarily speechless. All the stupid, logistical details which had seemed daunting mere hours before simply melted away. Alicia had no doubt they would work through them together.
She glanced to her left when a faint rustling noise caught her attention. Brad lifted up on his elbows, and they both glanced toward the door.
“Treat her right, Brad. She’s one hell of a special lady.” Tom walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
“I feel bad, him leaving like that,” Ali said after Brad rolled onto his side and settled her within the warmth of his embrace.
“Not me. I appreciate his good judgment. I’m more than ready to have you all to myself.”
“You don’t think it’s a bit selfish?”
“I allowed him to pleasure the woman I love; sounds more like generosity to me.”
Ali stared at him, as her heart beat wildly.
“Yes, Alicia, I said I love you. I don’t care we’ve only been together a few weeks. That’s how I feel and you need to know it.”
Despite the determination in his tone, Ali recognized vulnerability in his eyes. She rested her hand on his cheek.
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