Online Ménage

by Sara Kingston

  “Can’t talk. Trying to hold on. Won’t last,” he replied.

  “Fuck! Man, I’m holding on with a death grip, too. Alex’s mouth is amazing.”

  Tyler watched and panting he closed his eyes trying his hardest not to come. Knowing they both were going to lose control soon, he slowed his pace to deep, powerful thrusts. He then reached round and started to rub Alex’s clit, and judging by the moaning and groaning coming from her, she was enjoying the extra stimulation.

  “Ry, squeeze her nipples. Let’s take our girl with us.”

  Ryan immediately started pinching, pulling, and rolling her nipples, and Tyler felt the convulsing of the muscles in her pussy. It felt like a fist holding him in heaven. One, two, three more thrusts and Alex detonated, screaming her release. Ryan grabbed her head to stop her from pulling off of his cock as he came in her mouth. Tyler couldn’t hold back either. As Alex milked his cock, he jetted his seed deep into her. On and on he came. He couldn’t remember a time when he had come so hard. Opening his eyes, he looked at Ryan, feeling a twinge of panic that Ryan might be upset or jealous that he had come so hard. As he took in the sight of Ryan, he realized he was in the same boat and that both of them had been drained by this beautiful pixy. Pulling out, he then remembered he had forgotten to use protection. Being with Ryan for so many years and both of them being faithful to each other, he didn’t even think of it. “Shit, Alex, honey, I forgot about protection…I can promise you both Ryan and I are clean. We haven’t slept with anyone except each other for the past six years.”

  Alex had collapsed on the bed, half covering Ryan. “It’s okay. I’m on the pill. I’ve never had sex without a condom in my life, and I’m clean.” She panted, obviously trying to get her breathing back under control. Tyler looked at Ryan to see if he, too, was as amazed by her response. Some primal part of him was pleased that his seed was the only one that had ever entered her body. He wanted to cover her in it, marking her as his and Ryan’s. Ryan looked as though he wanted to do the same. Maybe he would talk to her about his fantasy of coming on her. Given the passion she had just shown, he guessed that she would be open to the idea.

  * * * *

  Alex held her hand to her chest, trying to get her heart to settle. She had come harder than she ever had in her life, the orgasm so intense she could still feel the muscles of her pussy clenching like a heartbeat. Her brain felt like it had received a massive electric shock, and all she had been able to do was scream and writhe as her body liquefied. It had touched her that Tyler was so concerned about protection, and for the first time in her life, she hadn’t thought about it. She didn’t want it. She wanted to be skin to skin. Then there was swallowing Ryan’s cum. She’d never done it either, and even the thought of it had repulsed her. She had given blow jobs before but had always pulled away before they ejaculated. Even pre-cum had made her want to gag, but Ryan’s and even the thought of Tyler’s made her want it. She wanted to be filled and covered by them. “Well, I guess we sorted out what to do then,” Alex said with a chuckle.

  “Shit, baby, if we did it better, I think I would have died,” Ryan replied.

  “Yeah, but what a way to go,” Tyler added.

  * * * *

  Ryan lay back, looking up at the ceiling and wondering if he and Tyler needed to discuss this change. He’d read the ménage erotica books, and he had even thought about what would happen between them all if and when they got together, but this was so much more. Nothing could have prepared him for the emotions, the connection he felt to Alex and Tyler. Even as sated as he was, he also wanted more. He wanted to come home to this every day, but did that mean he loved Tyler less? He didn’t feel so, but what if…Ryan laid his arm across Alex’s stomach, searching for Tyler’s hand. Tyler must have needed the reassurance as well because when their hands touched, they both held on for dear life to each other. This was a big new change, and they needed to reassure each other that their love had not changed and they were still together as strong as ever. Just thinking of Alex stirred his flaccid cock back to life, but now was not the time. They needed to talk before they moved their relationship any further.

  “So, boys, what do you have to do to get fed around here?”

  Ryan burst into laughter.

  “Well, I can think of a few things that would motivate me to feed you,” Tyler said seductively.

  “Yeah, like what? Wait, let me take a few guesses. Uhmm…pinch you, no wait, hit you around a little. No, I’ve got it. You need me to damage that beautiful, big cock of yours, and then you are sure to feed me.”

  “Big beautiful, eh?”

  “Are you fishing for compliments?”

  “A man can never have too many compliments about his manhood.”

  “All right, you two, let’s get some food. We need the energy for later.” Ryan laughed.

  “Okay, now that’s a reason to feed you,” Tyler replied as he grabbed Alex’s hand and helped her off the bed. Ryan threw his shirt toward her as he pulled on his favorite boxer shorts and headed out to the kitchen.

  * * * *

  Alex couldn’t believe her luck. She was standing in the kitchen of her best friend Big Red and her Mr. Hottie after having one of the most mind-blowing sexual experiences of her life. She watched as Ryan and Tyler moved around the kitchen like an old married couple so comfortable in their roles, chatting to each other as they worked. Taking another sip of her wine, she wondered if she was the third wheel, and if she was upsetting a happy family. Could they love her? Not that she was looking for them to love her or her to love them just yet, but still, what if?

  Ryan spilt some of the gravy sauce he was making on his abdomen, and she had the overpowering desire to lick it off. She maneuvered herself between the two men and knelt in front of Ryan, licking at the spill until his stomach was coated in her saliva and kisses instead.

  * * * *

  Tyler watched as the scene unfolded in front of him. He wanted to be a part of it. “You like the sauce, do you, Alex? Well, come here and get some more.” He took the spoon from the mixture and tested the temperature on his wrist first. No need to burn his sensitive flesh. Then with his other hand he hooked the waist of his boxer shorts and pulled them down, and using the spoon, he coated his exposed cock with the gravy. He watched Alex. The dilation of her eyes and the quickening of her breathing showed she was pulsing in desire. As he removed the spoon, he was taken aback by how fast she moved in front of him, lapping as his now erect cock. The feel of her little pink tongue rubbing and lapping, molding around his hard rod, was nearly his undoing…Now he understood what Ryan said about her having a wicked mouth. He nearly swallowed his own tongue as she engulfed his cock in her mouth and sucked the life out of him. Moaning and groaning, he tried to hold back or else he would embarrass himself and come like some sex-starved teen in the middle of the kitchen. “Fuck!” he called.

  “I told you she had a wicked mouth, didn’t I?” Ryan replied as he moved behind Tyler and pulled him tight against his chest, the heat of his body boiling his blood. “Look at that mouth wrapped so tightly over your cock.” Ryan was like the little devil on his shoulder whispering naughty things to him. “Look, Ty, look at your beautiful cock swallowed by our Alex.” Our Alex. He liked that. He looked down at Alex, and again he had to try to calm himself. Just watching those luscious red lips pulled tight round his cock, and the expression of pleasure and lust covering her face, and Ryan rubbing himself against him was too much. “Alex, stop for a second, honey. We’re going to drive Ty crazy.” Ryan groaned more for himself than for Ty. Alex stopped sucking and, pulling her mouth from him, raised her eyes to them both. “Calm down, baby. We want to make this so much better for all of us. Lean forward against the bench, Ty, but leave room for Alex.” Tyler moved into position.

  “Alex, honey, I want you to suck on his cock as I take his ass, is that okay with you?” He wanted to cross his fingers, hoping that this was not too much for Alex. He knew she understood they were lovers and she thou
ght they were gay, but knowing and seeing were two very different things.

  “Pass me the lube and I’ll get him ready for you if you want,” she replied.

  “Fuck!” both Tyler and Ryan said at the same time.

  “Okay, honey, here you go.” Ryan handed her the tube, thinking he had either died and was in heaven or there really was a Santa Claus. Tyler looked over his shoulder at him. Pure lust shone on his face.

  “I’m going to get you back for this,” he stated.

  “Please do…God, please do,” Ryan replied. He was torn. One part of him wanted desperately to be in Tyler’s position, and other part wanted to fuck his man’s ass so hard and deep that they would be joined for all eternity.

  Chapter Seven

  Tyler watched as Alex licked his cock one last time before she raised her head. He jerked and bucked in anticipated pleasure as she then squeezed lube onto her fingers. “Are you ready, Ty, my pet? Are you ready to feel Ryan’s long, hard cock spreading you wide and sliding deep?”

  “Honey, that mouth of yours is not only good for sucking. Your dirty talk is lighting my fire.” He gasped.

  “Ryan, spread our boy,” she called. Tyler felt Ryan palm his ass and spread him wide for Alex. She then took him back into her mouth as she lathered his ass with the lube, rubbing and circling his ring with her fingers. So driven by need, he tried to force himself onto her fingers. He wanted and needed something inside him. Alex moved her fingers away before he could get what he wanted. “Ah-ah!” she said, her voice muffled by his cock. He huffed like a petulant child and wiggled his ass some more, trying to find something, anything to satisfy his burning need.

  “God, that’s a beautiful sight,” Ryan said from behind them. “Watching Alex’s fingers playing with your ass as she slurps and sucks on your cock.” Pleasure and acceptance rang in Ryan’s statement. Alex massaged Tyler’s ring and inserted a finger. Stroking some more, she buried two fingers to the knuckle and started slowly scissoring them.

  How on earth does she know so much about anal sex? Tyler wondered.

  As if reading his thoughts, Ryan said, “Pixy, it seems like you’re not an ass virgin from what I’m seeing here.”

  “Actually I am. I’ve just read a lot about it,” she replied as she pulled her mouth off Tyler’s cock.

  “Well, honey, you’re a quick study. Now get that cock back in your mouth. I need to take his ass now before I explode,” Ryan demanded.

  * * * *

  Ryan watched as Alex removed her fingers from Tyler’s ass. He then positioned his lubed cock against his lover’s dark ring and pushed, savoring the feeling of his cock being strangled by the tight muscles. As they loosened, allowing him access, he groaned with pleasure. He was where he wanted to be, inside his man, his love. Tyler was hanging on by a thin thread, and Ryan wanted nothing more at this moment than to snap that thread. As soon as he felt Tyler’s muscles relax enough to take him without causing any pain, he started deep, slow thrusts into his tight tunnel of love. “Alex, honey, increase that suction. We are going to drain our boy.” Continuous moans came from Tyler as he increased his pumping, and on each inward thrust, he pushed Tyler’s cock deeper into Alex’s mouth. Ryan looked down at Alex and saw that one of her hands had disappeared down between her legs to her crotch, and he realized she was playing with her pussy, getting off on their play. “Ty, baby, our girl is playing with her pussy as she sucks and swallows your cock, while I fuck your ass.” Tyler’s only reply was a groan, and then a jerk as his body stiffened and he lost all control. This was Ryan’s signal to pound into his ass, giving himself over to his own release, as Tyler pumped his cum deep into Alex’s throat. As his cock softened, Ryan pulled out of Tyler, and Tyler’s softened cock slipped from Alex’s mouth, but Alex was still rubbing at her clit. They were so lost in their orgasms they hadn’t noticed that Alex hadn’t got off.

  Both men looked at Alex kneeling on the floor, her lips red and swollen. A drop of cum had escaped from the corner of her mouth and dribbled down to her chin, and her eyes were glazed and focused on a distant goal she was straining to achieve. As her fingers worked on her wet, swollen pussy, her other hand rubbed and pinched her nipple through the fabric of her shirt. “God, Ry, is there a sexier sight on the planet?” Tyler asked, leaning back into Ryan’s arms and watching Alex.

  “If there is, I don’t know of it,” he replied. Alex suddenly jolted and jerked as she finally found her release, moaning and slumping to the floor in a molten mass of pleasure. “God, she’s so damn hot. Come on, sweet Pixy, we need to get some food into you and get you into bed.”

  * * * *

  Alex opened her eyes to the early morning sun streaming in through the window and panicked. She didn’t recognize her surroundings. She looked to her right and saw the two men lying next to her in the bed. Then she remembered last night. Phew! She remembered all that the three of them had done into the early hours. Hours, shit! What was the time she had to get work? Wait a minute. What day was it?

  “It’s Friday, if you’re wondering,” Tyler said.

  “Can you read my mind?”

  “No, honey, it’s just that I know that look,” he replied.

  “So what time is it?”

  “It’s just gone six thirty.”

  “Shit! I have to go. I have a meeting at nine o’clock, and I’ve got to get home, shower, get dressed, grab something to eat…no time, I’ll eat later.” Alex continued to babble on, running over all the things she needed to do for the day.

  “Alex, honey, stop…” Alex looked at Tyler. “I know you have a meeting at nine, but I can assure you that your client is going to be late and will need to reschedule to a later time, maybe eleven.”

  “How could you possibly know that? I don’t want to miss Mr. Hot…Oh! Right.” Alex could have kicked herself. Here she was in bed with Mr. Hottie and Big Red, and she was rushing to leave for a meeting with Mr. Hottie.

  “So tell me, Alex, how long have you been calling me Mr…what was it?”

  “Mr. Hottie,” Ryan called out.

  “She’s been raving about this hot gay client she’s been working with for the past six months. Whining about how all the good ones are gay,” he added.

  “Ryan, shut up, that was strictly between Big Red and Amazon Pixy,” Alex said as she thumped Ryan on the arm.

  “Oh! Really, only between Big Red and Amazon Pixy?” Tyler responded as he started to tickle Alex. “Maybe I should join your online chats.”

  “That’s a good idea…uncle, uncle.” Alex giggled, trying to roll onto Ryan to escape Tyler’s tickle torture. “We need to come up with a username for him.”

  “Well, he is all dark and mysterious. He should be dark something,” Alex replied.

  “And he is my knight in shining armor,” Ryan said as they both looked over at Tyler deep in thought.

  “Dark Knight,” they both called out at the same time.

  “It’s perfect. We are Big Red, Amazon Pixy, and Dark Knight.” Alex chortled then wished she could take it back. Her statement gave the impression that she thought they were all a couple. They had only spent one night together. She shouldn’t be getting proprietary.

  “I like that,” Tyler replied. Alex felt as though she could breathe again.

  “Well, boys, I need to get going.” Alex left the bed and started to gather her clothes together.

  Alex felt a wave of unease. She didn’t know what she should say or do or if this was a good-bye of sorts. She swallowed her fear and put on a brave face as she finished getting dressed and walked toward the front door. “See you later, guys, and thank you so much for last night.”

  “Okay, I’ll see you soon at your office,” Tyler replied.

  As the door closed behind her, Alex took a moment to whimper in concern and fear that this was the last time she would see them.

  * * * *

  As the front door closed, locking Alex out of their life, hopefully for only a few hours, Ryan turned to Tyler. “We n
eed to talk about the future, the present, and maybe even the past.”

  Tyler looked at Ryan, his love for the past six years. He didn’t want to lose him, but he also wanted to keep seeing Alex. “Ryan, I love you, and I always will. If you say you don’t want to continue seeing Alex, then we stop, and I’ll get over it, but I’m hoping that you want to keep seeing her and give us the chance to see if this goes anywhere.” Tyler tried to swallow with a suddenly dry mouth, hoping and praying that Ryan understood.

  “Thank God! Man, I was worried you wanted to end it. I feel like we’ve just begun something so great, so, so…unbelievable,” Ryan added. “Yes, God, the sex was the best, and the three of us just cuddling, talking, laughing.”

  “I know,” Tyler sighed as he thought about last night, the best night of his life.

  “So you’re going to make sure she comes over tonight, right?” Ryan asked.

  “Of course. I would have asked her as soon as I woke up, but I thought we needed to talk and work this out between us first,” he replied.

  “Yeah, I thought the same thing, but now we know we’re both on the same page. Let’s get our girl.”

  “Our girl, I like that.”

  “So do I. Oh my God! What about the kitchen sex? God, when I asked her if she could handle me fucking you as she sucked you off, my heart stopped while we waited for her answer. I was scared shitless that she’d be grossed out by the idea.”

  “Reject it, fuck, she prepped me for you.”

  “I know. It now gives me a great idea. I’ve been dying to try it, I’ve spent many hours jacking off to the fantasy but never once thought I would even mention it, let alone try it.”

  “What fantasy is this?” Tyler asked.

  “Of us fucking a woman together,” Ryan replied.

  “Didn’t we do that last night?”