by Morgan Henry
“Come over here,” she begged as she patted the bed on either side of her.
The two men sat on the bed and lay down obediently when she pushed them into position. Each man was on his back on the bed, close to each other but not touching, hands at their sides. They were at the edge, their feet on the ground. Karen knelt between them on the floor.
“Now, neither of you are to move a muscle. Got it?” she asked in her best sultry, I’m-a-sex-goddess voice. Her eyes were half closed and she gave them a half-smile as they nodded.
She took charge of their pleasure for a change, leaving behind the feeling that she was a nasty liar. She felt mischievous and kind of powerful, too. She was ready for a little payback. They were so good at dishing out the teasing when she was on the receiving end. She planned on seeing how well they could take it.
Zander’s cock was pink with a raspberry-colored head and a thick drop of pre-cum pearling at the slit. Allan’s cock was tanner with a darker, pinkish-brown head. He, too, was starting to dribble pre-cum. They were both big men. She would be hard pressed to judge who was better endowed. Hard pressed, ha-ha.
She lowered her head down to lick Allan from base to tip, not yet touching Zander’s cock. Karen looked up. The men were on their elbows watching her. She saw their eyes track her movements.
Back to her fun. She swirled her tongue around Allan’s cockhead and sucked up the pre-cum, enjoying the salty flavor of him. She gave herself over to sucking and licking him for a few moments. It never ceased to amaze her how soft the skin of his cock was. All the books compared it to velvet, but it wasn’t. It was somewhere between silk and cashmere.
When Allan was bucking into her mouth, she released him, and with a wink at Allan, headed over to Zander. She gave Zander the same treatment, releasing Zander when he started to buck. He tasted different than Allan, lighter and less intense but no less fabulous. How could their personalities be reflected in their taste? she wondered.
She continued to alternate between the men, pulling off as they got close to orgasm. She savored every last groan and moan that spilled out of their mouth, the auditory version of the rich chocolate she produced in the store. But it wasn’t quite enough. She wondered if she could get them to beg.
Karen stepped up her game. She tried to remember everything she had ever read on blowjobs. She didn’t have a ton of experience. Her previous lovers had pretty much blown up after a few sucks.
She attacked Zander, taking his big cock as deep into her throat as she could. When the head of his cock hit the back of her throat she gagged.
She told herself she was fine, she could do this, and let it slip just a little further in. Then she swallowed and was rewarded with a shouted “Fuck!” from Zander. She did it again then pulled off him.
“Oh god, sweetness! You’re killing me.” Zander gasped as she put her hand on his cock and slowly stroked.
“Oh, poor baby.” Karen pouted at him, sticking her lower lip out as far as she could.
Allan’s laugh quickly turned into a moan as Karen sucked his cock into her mouth again.
Deep-throating Allan was rewarding as well. His cries and shouts of her name sounded just as desperate as Zander’s. She felt his cock barely start to pulse and quickly grabbed his balls and tugged down on them a little as she pulled off. Allan’s growl was pure frustration and his face was screwed up as if she was cutting his cock off, not sucking it.
“Jesus, Karen!” He was panting heavily and his fists were clenched, biceps taut and the cords on his neck stood out.
Karen was quite surprised that both men were still where she had put them. She figured that they were both alpha enough they would ignore her command when they got revved up enough. Hmm, maybe it took a different kind of strength to stay still as she had asked. It made her admire them just a little more.
She turned her attention back to Zander, giving him a slightly sinister smile. His eyes widened a bit and he threw his head back with a groan. Karen decided that if he begged, just a little, she would let him come.
Taking him in her mouth once again, she fondled his balls gently with her hand. She let her saliva pool in her mouth to get it nice and wet for him and bobbed her head up and down on his shaft.
“Oh, god, Karen, please don’t pull off! I can’t hold back—” At that Karen sucked him down hard and he came with a bellow, jets of cum splashing against the back of her throat as she swallowed greedily. She licked and sucked a few more moments, bringing him down, loving the hitch in his breath at every twirl of her tongue.
Finally pulling off, Karen licked her lips and hummed with pleasure. Looking at Allan, she could see the plea in his eyes. She wanted to hear it, too. Licking him from root to tip was all it took.
“Enough! Please! Karen, I’m begging you!”
Well, that was what she was after.
She sucked his big cock down, letting her finger wander to his anus. She gently stimulated his puckered hole as she swallowed around him and Allan cried out his release as well and she drank him down.
He tasted like satisfaction.
Chapter 17
Zander watched Karen finish Allan off. He was feeling pleasantly satiated but his cock couldn’t help twitching at the eroticism of the sight. As she pulled off Allan and smiled down at his friend, Zander pulled her to him. Settling on his side and nestling her back to his front, he nuzzled and kissed her neck.
Allan rolled over after catching his breath and trapped Karen between the two of them. Zander marveled at how right it all felt. His deepest desires were within reach. He wanted a family of his own. He wanted their threesome to be permanent and stable. He wanted to know the three of them could rely on each other and their children would have a solid home where they could flourish.
He was sure Karen was coming around. She seemed happy with them and her store wasn’t suffering. She never said much about her family, though. He wondered what they would think of a ménage. He doubted it would be anything great. If they didn’t think a store owner was respectable, a store owner with two husbands wasn’t likely to be cause for celebration.
Karen seemed to brush their attempts to bring her back to the fold aside. She certainly hadn’t made any moves to go back to the city with them. He and Allan would have to get some further information on that front. Maybe they could talk with her sister when she arrived.
He turned his attention back to the present.
“You are a wicked woman. I think you must have been talking to some of the Dommes and channeling your inner mistress,” he said into her hair.
Karen giggled. “They do come into the store, just like everyone else, you know. I can’t help it if they occasionally talk shop.”
Allan’s hand wandered to Karen’s ass cheeks. “Well, I think turnabout is fair play. How about you give over some control to us? Do you trust us enough to let us play with your ass tonight?”
There was a tense silence, and Zander wondered if Karen was going to refuse.
“Okay,” she whispered.
Zander didn’t miss her shaky breath, and he knew Allan didn’t either.
“Brave woman,” Allan murmured, kissing her forehead as he hugged her close. Zander saw her shoulders soften a little as she let out a less shaky breath.
Zander started to massage her back and lay kisses across her shoulders. He could hear Allan kissing Karen’s mouth and heard her gasp when Allan reached down to play with her pussy. The muscles of her upper back were a little looser from his touch so he moved down to her lower back and ass. His thumbs pushed on her muscles, kneading the tenseness from them. Her lush bottom filled his hands to overflowing and he loved it, reveling in the soft skin across her buttocks.
The two men had Karen starting to moan and rocking her body a little on Allan’s hand. Zander knew this was what Allan had been waiting for. Of course, Allan had generated a loose plan on how they would introduce Karen to anal sex.
Zander wanted to laugh at Allan’s obsessive planning but he knew tha
t if Karen had a bad experience last time she tried this, they would have to be extra careful. Zander wanted her to enjoy this enough to take a cock in her ass later so the two men could have her together and make her fly.
“Over you go,” commanded Allan softly as he rolled Karen onto her other side. She was facing Zander now. He grinned at her and slid a hand to her pussy. “Mmm, nice and wet.” He slid a finger around her slick labia.
“Funny how you two do that to me.” Karen’s voice was deeper and a bit husky. She let out a little gasp and her eyes widened.
“It’s okay. It’s just a little lube,” Allan soothed her.
Zander kissed her deeply to distract her a little more and he slid a finger into her pussy. He sucked her tongue and pulsed his finger in and out in the same rhythm. That seemed to get her going as she rocked with him and let only a little mew out when Allan penetrated her anus with a finger.
Zander could feel Allan’s finger so they set up a rhythm together. Allan pushed his finger in as Zander withdrew and vice versa. Zander released Karen’s mouth and sucked on a nipple instead.
“Tell me how it feels Karen.” Allan’s deep voice didn’t give an option for disobedience.
“Ah! Feels naughty. Good.” She let out another long moan then squeaked “Hey!” when Allan pulled his finger out.
Zander slid another finger into her pussy and switched nipples. Allan was going to slide a plug into her next.
“Oh! Oh! What the hell?” cried Karen.
“It’s a plug. Just a small one, I promise. Am I hurting you?” Allan kept his voice calm and soothing.
“No, but… It’s not small!”
Zander chuckled against her breast. It was small, the smallest plug of the set they had bought to stretch her slowly.
“You’ve got it all, Karen. That’s our good girl.” Allan began to fuck her ass with the plug. Again, he and Zander set up a steady alternating rhythm.
Zander could smell the cream leaking out of Karen’s pussy. It was rich and tangy and covered his hand. Her slick pussy gripped his fingers, trying to suck them deeper. He was so in tune with her, he swore he could feel that same grip on his cock.
Zander could feel her pussy start to pulse and knew she was about to climax. He pulled off her breast and caught Allan’s eye. Zander stimulated her G-spot and pushed on Karen’s clit at the same time, stilling his hand. Allan fucked her swiftly with the plug and she came with a wail, attempting to buck between them, but the two men held her fast.
As she came down from her intense orgasm, Allan slipped the small plug out and smoothly replaced it with the next size. Karen gave a strangled cry and tried to move away, but Zander held her fast.
“Please, take it out.” Karen gave a little whine.
“Leave it in for a little bit,” Zander pleaded softly. “It will get you used to it and make the next time easier.”
“Okay,” she mumbled.
“Tell us, Karen. Was it bad? Too much?” Allan asked, pulling her onto her back so he and Zander could see her face.
She gasped as the plug hit the mattress and shifted. Her eyes rolled back in her head for a second. “No, it was…” She shuddered. “It was intense, and strange. But you didn’t hurt.” There was a bit of wonder in her voice.
Zander smiled down at her. “Good. Now let’s get some sleep, sweetness. We’ll take the plug out in the morning.”
* * * *
Karen woke between her men as usual the next morning. She took a deep breath, pleased to be snuggled in a ménage sandwich. She shimmied down into the covers a little then gasped. Damn it! The plug!
That brought a whole new meaning to wake-up call. It felt like there was an elephant residing in her ass and worse, it was going on the rampage stimulating other areas of her pelvis. She could feel her pussy slicken as she tried not to wiggle, but it was so hard not to. Her breathing was getting heavier and her breasts felt twice their normal size.
This was not like her previous experience. Her last boyfriend was obsessed with wanting to fuck her ass. She finally agreed to let him and it was horrible. The pain was more than she could take and her screaming refusal was apparently more than he could take. He dumped her. This was just before she moved to Hardwick Bay and she hadn’t dated anyone since.
“Enjoying the plug are you?” Allan’s gravelly voice whispered in her ear and she felt his morning wood press against her back.
The warmth of his body left her briefly, and she heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper.
All Karen could do was groan as he turned her onto her back and rose above her. He slipped a hand under one thigh and pulled it up. He entered her in one steady, smooth thrust.
Karen took a deep gulp of air. “Full,” she managed to say as Allan bottomed out inside her.
“Just think how much more full it will feel with two cocks.” Zander said, watching the two of them with sleepy eyes.
Allan pulled out slowly, then snapped his hips back in. He continued his slow exit and quick entry until Karen was writhing beneath him. Each time he impaled her, the plug jostled and lightning crackled through her clit and pussy. But it wasn’t enough.
“Oh, Allan! Allan, please,” she begged, wanting him to fuck her faster. His slow pace was driving her mad. She was so close.
He just kissed her in response and she growled in frustration. He laughed and finally, finally, upped his pace. He fucked her hard and fast, and she climaxed within seconds, shouting his name. Allan followed immediately, grinding against her as he gritted his teeth. “Fuck yes,” he hissed.
He pulled out, and Karen thought he would take out the plug, too.
Instead he eased out of bed, heading to the shower.
“Hey! Didn’t you forget something?” she called, trying to make her irritation sound like teasing.
“Nope,” Zander answered her.
She looked over at him. He lay on his side, covers off, exposing his lightly tanned body. His cock was erect, jutting out of its nest of blonde curls and he was lazily fisting it, a condom on the bed in front of him waiting for use.
Karen shivered with anticipation. How could she be this horny in the morning? She just had an amazing orgasm, and one look had her gushing pussy juice all over again.
“On your hands and knees, Karen.”
She moaned. She liked being taken from behind and both men knew it. What would it feel like with that damn plug in?
She could feel the heat of Zander’s body as he loomed over her. His fingers swirled around her labia and rubbed her clit lightly. She couldn’t help but jerk her hips at his touch.
“Mmm, I love that you respond so quickly to us,” he said softly as he stroked her back and played with her cunt.
Zander pushed her shoulders down onto the bed and rubbed his cock at her entrance. He slowly entered her. She felt even fuller in this position. She started to fear something important might squish out, but where?
Once seated fully in her pussy, Zander grasped the plug and pulled it almost all the way out.
Karen grabbed the sheets so hard her knuckles blended with the white cotton.
She couldn’t decide if it was a relief or a loss. He started to push the plug back in and eased his cock out. She knew where this was going from last night. As he pushed and pulled, mewling cries found their way out of her mouth.
She wanted to push back but she couldn’t figure out when. She finally gave up and just felt.
“That’s right, Karen,” Zander said as she sagged a little.
He began to move a little faster then, and Karen’s cries became more desperate. Zander’s arm was around her waist, holding her still, holding her up.
“Play with your clit. Make yourself come,” he ordered, voice tight and as hard as his cock.
Karen reached between her legs and rubbed her pearl hard as Zander worked his cock and the plug in and out of her holes. It didn’t take much for her orgasm to sweep through her body. As her muscles spasmed, Zander thrust the plug deep inside and held
her as he gave himself over to the last few thrusts as he came with a cry.
Karen’s legs shook but she remained in position while Zander eased himself out. He grasped the plug and pulled it out as well, leaving her anus clenching, wanting it back. She heard the plug hit the floor as Zander eased her onto her side and spooned with her.
“Sleep for a few more minutes with me,” he asked, nuzzling her neck. “It’s too early to get up.”
Karen chuckled. It was always too early to get up for Zander, but never too early for hot morning sex.
Chapter 18
Monday morning Karen dropped the duffle bag with most of her clothes in it beside the back door of the house. Mary was moving into the apartment and Allan and Zander were heading back to work today.
Allan was frowning at her as she turned around. “What’s that?”
“My sister is moving in today and I’m getting the smaller splint,” Karen reminded him.
“So?”
“So, I’ll have someone around to help me until my split is off. You two don’t have to take care of me anymore.” Karen was a little taken aback. Surely, they had expected this.
Zander wandered into the kitchen, last down as usual. He glanced at the two of them, picking up on the tension. “What’s up?”
“Karen seems to think that her sister’s arrival means that she’s leaving us.” Allan’s voice was tight, lips compressed in a thin line.
“Why would you leave?” Zander’s face drooped, going from curious to devastated in a millisecond.
Karen felt like she just kicked his puppy. “Guys, we’ve been having a great time, but we all know this can’t last forever. We’ve all been sort of carried away with you taking care of me and it’s been fun, but—“
Now Zander looked like she had stabbed his puppy.
Repeatedly.
“We’ve been having more than a great time, Karen. We thought we were at the beginning of a great relationship. One that would last.” Zander looked at her bag. “Guess not,” he muttered and left the kitchen.