Edie Earns Her Saddle

by Edie Earns Her Saddle (lit)

  She leaned against the shower wall and let the sensations claim her. The hot water coursed over her skin, making the shower tiles colder against her shoulder. The steam rose and billowed around her, and she breathed in its heaviness as she pleasured herself and imagined the Chisholm brothers doing things to her she never thought she would want to experience.

  She wanted them to take her together, at the same time. She wanted to feel their thick, heavy cocks filling her, plunging into her as they fucked her until she was paralyzed from their ravishing.

  Almost there. She was almost there. The pleasure intensified into a rhythmic throbbing that took over her body. Just a few more strokes and she would come so hard she—

  Edie froze.

  Edie whipped her body around and barely had enough time to cover her breasts before a big hand wrapped around the edge of the shower curtain and yanked it back. Her heart jumped into her throat and stopped beating. The shower sounded like a pounding waterfall, and the droplets splashing up from the floor stung skin.

  When the curtains snapped to the side, Jason and Seth stood on the other side of the bathtub wearing nothing, their thick cocks standing at attention. The steam previously trapped behind the curtain wafted and billowed upward, forming a hazy barrier between them. Their bodies glistened in the dim light, the mist coating their skin in droplets that slowly ran down their muscled bellies. They looked like wild, untamed men, and the heat in their eyes made her pussy clench and her clit pulse with every beat of her thudding heart.

  Her fantasies could never do them justice. Their raw, masculine beauty never failed to overwhelm her. Jason stood tall and strong. His thick body rippled with the controlled strength of a hardened warrior. A dusting of hair covered his wide chest and belly. Edie licked her lips as she followed the trail of hair below his belly button to his cock. It was big and thick, the head of it flushed with his arousal.

  She sucked in a breath and flicked her eyes over to Seth, and his hand fisted around his cock when she met his gaze. The sight of him moving his hand back and forth over his dick made her want to finish what she started with herself, but she stood, riveted, as she took in his leaner form. He was in no way a small man, but Jason’s bulk made anyone and everything look small when he was in the room. Seth’s body did not look as rugged, though. Instead, Seth’s lean, hard figure was the picture of masculine grace. His muscles were smooth and sleek, his body tight, toned, and hard.

  On second thought, maybe I couldn’t handle them at the same time.

  She backed up into the spray as if the curtain of cascading water could cover her nudity, her tightened nipples, or her bare pussy. Water bounced off the curve of her shoulder and splattered on the tile floor. Funny, they did not have man-toes. Even their feet were perfectly sculpted.

  “We lied when we told you we would let you shower in peace.” Jason’s gravelly voice broke the silence between them. “The thought of you running your hands over your body was just too much to ignore.”

  He stepped into the tub with her, and Seth followed.

  She understood with sudden clarity why the shower seemed a little big at first. Then all thoughts fled her mind when Jason pressed her into the slick wall behind her and spread her legs with his thigh. The cool tiles shocked her heated skin. He kissed her, his lips gentle, his body demanding as he cupped her breasts with his hands and ground his groin into hers.

  The sound of the shower drowned her muffled gasps, but when Jason slipped his hand between their bodies, she pulled her mouth away from his and moaned. He lingered in the space where her leg met her pelvis, and her body tensed in anticipation. Then his thumb grazed over her slit, and Edie felt an answering rush between her legs.

  Jason took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down. “Are you wet for us, Edie?” His voice sounded rough and thick in her ear, and she felt his breath against her wet skin.

  The pad of his thumb caressed back and forth. He did not press against her, did not touch her pulsing clit, did not sink his fingers into her aching cunt. Instead, he teased her with the lightest of caresses against her pussy lips, and she undulated, trapped against his body and the shower wall. She could not tell which was harder.

  The world spilled and sprayed around her, and her sanity billowed and swirled as it left her. Up, up, and away it went, and in its wake she was left a writhing, boneless heap of need and desire.

  Seth pinched her nipple. “Answer the question.”

  She snapped back into her body. “What question?” The words came out lazy and thick.

  Seth smirked at her and pinched her nipple again. He twisted it a little this time, and the combination of pain and pleasure unfurled something dark and erotic inside her. “Are you wet for us, Edie? Is your sweet pussy dripping for us?”

  Jason’s thumb finally, blessedly, grazed over her clit, and she jerked in his hold. The pleasure was raw and potent, and it unnerved her. She shied from it, lifting her hips away from Jason’s touch, but he shifted his knee between her legs, and it messed with her balance.

  “Oh, no you don’t.” Jason pressed his body into hers and pinned her. “Don’t deny me this.” He touched her then. Really touched her. He pressed this thumb against her clit and rubbed, circled, and teased until she had no choice other than to open herself up to the pleasure he gave her.

  Sweet, painful ecstasy pulsed through her whole body, lighting it up with her desire. Her moans grew to pleading breaths and soft cries. Still, he did not press harder against her.

  “More, please,” she gasped. She hovered on the painful edge of coming, and he kept her there, suspended over the erotic ether with the exquisite skill of his fingers.

  Jason pulled away from her and kissed her violently.

  Then he was gone and was on his knees in front of her, just like in her fantasy. Instead of making her wait, Jason pushed her up the slippery wall until she had no choice but to drape one of her legs over his shoulder. She spread the other one wide and locked her knee to keep herself in place. At least for the time being. God only knew that once Jason got started with that tongue of his she would melt into a useless heap.

  She imagined what kind of picture she made standing there, splayed out and exposed for their combined viewing pleasure. But judging from the way Jason’s eyes burned into hers and Seth’s rough growl, they liked what they saw.

  Jason slid his palms up the insides of her thighs so slowly she thought she might die from the anticipation. She wanted to beg him, plead with him to go faster because the unsatisfied throb between her legs grew to a painfully sharp pang that could only be satisfied by what they could give her.

  But Jason was the picture of self-control.

  The only hint that he was close to breaking was that his fingers dug into her flesh when his hands reached her hips. His jaw ticked. His chest heaved. His hair stuck to his forehead in jagged little pieces, and his crystalline eyes sparkled with an internal heat that made her pussy weep. He was beautiful.

  His burning gaze held hers captive. But something in the air changed, something she could barely sense let her know for this brief moment, the tables turned. She was in control. And she knew what she wanted.

  Her eyes still locked on his, Edie reached between her legs and separated her labia with her fingers, exposing her throbbing clit and pussy to his wild gaze.

  “Jason,” she whispered. “Lick me.”

  He hesitated for the space of a heartbeat. Then he put his tongue to her.

  She screamed at the pleasure.

  * * * *

  Holy shit, was all Jason could think.

  Edie was the sexiest, most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She wiped his mind clean. Erased everything but the images of her branded in his mind—Edie smiling at him the first time they met, the way her dresses danced around her ankles when she walked, the way her hips swayed when she moved, the lost look in her eyes when she came for them. All of those memories of her would be forever set in stone in his mind. But this, the image of her s
preading her sweet pussy lips so he could see her glistening cunt, would be his obsession.

  She had the most beautiful pussy he’d ever seen. It was swollen with her arousal and flushed a deep red, like the ripest of strawberries. She tasted so sweet. So juicy. So indescribably delicious that he could not help but love going down on her, tonguing her engorged clit until her thighs trembled and tightened around his neck. He didn’t even care that he couldn’t breathe. The sounds of her screams, the way her fingers pulled his hair and held him against her made him so fucking hot for her he could barely control himself.

  Jason could not make out anything she said. All he could hear was the blood rushing through his ears. All he could comprehend was that her pussy fluttered a certain way when he did something she particularly liked. Like when he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked gently, then ran the flat of his tongue over it. Oh, yeah. She liked that. She liked it even more when he pulled the hood of her clit back and repeated the process.

  He pressed his finger against her opening and pushed it home. She was tight. And hot. Her sweet cunt gripped him and sucked him inside. She gasped and let out a low moan above him, but when he pressed against that sweet spot inside her and sucked her clit between his lips, the moan turned into a broken scream. She thrashed and shook above him, but Seth pinned her against the wall before wrapping his hand around one of her breasts and leaning down to take a swollen, dusty pink nipple into his mouth. Edie pressed her pussy into Jason’s face, and her thighs trembled around him. He flicked his tongue over her flesh and feasted on her cream.

  Edie’s fingernails raked across Seth’s back, leaving red lines in their path, but Seth did not seem to care. Instead, he slipped an arm behind Edie’s back and brought her closer to his mouth.

  Edie’s hair hung down in long, wet ropes, and Jason thought she looked like some sort of goddess with the steaming water running down her body in sexy little rivulets that highlighted her wicked curves.

  Jason pressed another finger into her and swirled it around in her pussy. He heard the exact moment her passion-filled cries turned desperate. Her cunt throbbed around his fingers, and she pumped her hips against his face. Her breath sawed in and out of her mouth, and her thigh tightened its grip around his neck.

  She was close.

  Jason lashed his tongue over her flesh faster and faster. She gasped and shied away from him, but he wrapped his free arm around her hips, fanned his fingers wide, and pressed against her lower back, tilting her toward his hungry mouth. He glanced up and saw Seth pull her back away from the wall, making her lose her balance. Draped between them, she was totally at their mercy.

  Edie twisted in their grip, but they did not let her go. They pushed her pleasure higher, sucking harder, lapping, nipping, squeezing, making her screams echo off the walls.

  Her body tensed, went completely rigid. She took in a breath. Then she let it out on a broken sob while her body came apart in their arms. She shook between them, her slick, supple body twisting in their hands.

  Jason pulled his fingers out of her throbbing pussy. She made a protesting noise, but when he brought his hand around to her backside and slowly pressed a finger into her tight little hole, her screams started again. Afraid he hurt her, he started pulling out, but her gasping cries for more made him press back in. She was tight. He gently sucked her clit between his lips and worked on stretching her out as much as he could with his finger.

  “We’re going to have to loosen you up, cupcake. You’re so tight everywhere,” Jason said against her mound.

  Her legs quivered around him. “I–I’m going t–to fall.”

  “Nah. We’ve got you.” He stuck his tongue deep inside her cunt, and she whimpered.

  “Jason! Seth! Oh, please. I can’t hold myself up anymore.”

  “Don’t worry, cupcake.” Jason pressed a kiss against her mound. “We won’t let you fall. Now give us another one.”

  Her eyes widened. “There’s no way. It’s too much.”

  Seth nipped the underside of her breast. She sucked in a breath between her teeth. “No, it’s not. Give it to us,” Seth commanded. “We want another one.”

  “But I don’t—I haven’t—”

  Jason barely grazed the tip of his tongue over her clit.

  “Oh, God,” she moaned before she collapsed into Seth’s arms.

  “I got you,” Seth said against her chest.

  Jason wasn’t done questioning her yet. “Why is it too much, cupcake? Finish what you started saying.”

  “No one’s ever done that. I’ve never done that.” She stumbled over the words, but they fell clearly on his ears.

  “You shouldn’t have said that,” Jason growled.

  “Why?”

  “’Cause that just makes us want it more. Doesn’t it, Seth?”

  “Hell yeah.” Seth sucked her breast into her mouth at the same time Jason pressed a second finger against her ass.

  Edie shrieked and screamed, but she never asked them to stop. She begged them for more, to make her come, because she could not take it anymore.

  She screamed differently when his fingers were in her ass rather than in her pussy. And her body was more expressive in how it rippled and writhed. He loved her this way, loved this uninhibited creature she became when they pushed her beyond any experience she had before them. He could not help but to give her everything he had. He wanted to make an impression on her. He wanted to make sure he and Seth branded themselves onto her subconscious the way she branded herself into their very beings.

  He loved every nuance of her body. He loved the flair of her hips, the way her thighs were rounded at the top, and how her slim ankles narrowed into the daintiest feet he ever saw. He loved how her lower belly was a little rounded and how her breasts grew heavier when she was aroused. But most of all, he could not get enough of how right, how perfect she felt in their arms.

  Her hips jerked in his grasp.

  There it is.

  Whenever one of them had his mouth on her, her hips twitched whenever she was close to coming. He did not know if she did that during sex, but they would find out soon.

  He pressed his mouth to her and swirled his finger around in her ass. Just a little more, just a little more friction and—

  She screamed.

  Yes. Fuck, yes.

  She shattered in their arms, writhing, kicking, scratching.

  Jason gathered her close to him before the end of her first scream and yanked a towel off the rack after he stepped out of the shower.

  It was time.

  * * * *

  She was red hot when she came.

  Seth reached down and fisted his cock. His balls were tight and heavy, and they ached with the need to come.

  He loved that blind look in her eyes whenever she came. In all of his many years of being sexually active, he hardly ever came across a woman who came with her eyes open. Usually, they squeezed their eyes shut, but Edie? Wow. She did the whole glazed jelly thing, and he could not help but stare into her eyes and try to take her pleasure, her ecstasy into himself.

  He stopped mid-stride.

  Whoa.

  He rushed over to the mirror in a panic and wiped away the condensation so he could look at himself. Yup, he looked the same, but something inside him felt different because he just realized that making Edie come was as good as coming himself.

  Well, if that just didn’t kick him in the ass.

  That sneaky, sexy little vixen. She made him all twisted inside, and he could not help but beg for more. This could get bad. Really bad.

  “Seth!” Jason’s voice yanked Seth back to reality. “Get your ass in here.”

  He did not have to be told twice.

  He almost sprinted to the bedroom adjacent to the bathroom and got there just in time to see Edie plant herself on all fours on the comforter.

  Seth groaned from deep in his chest. She had the roundest, perkiest ass he’d ever seen. Her whole body looked ripe and luscious, the juici
est fruit just waiting to be eaten. Her hips thinned and curved into her small waist, and her delicate ribcage widened to her shoulders. Her spine formed a graceful little ridge down the center of her back, and for some reason, Seth even noticed her shoulder blades were beautiful.

  He walked up to her and cupped her ass cheeks.

  “You have the nicest ass I’ve ever seen, Edie.” He nipped the right cheek. He could not help himself. He turned to Jason, who held a lubed up ass plug out for him. Seth took it from him and turned his attention back to Edie.

  “This might hurt for a bit, but it’ll be so good after. I promise.”

  Edie’s fingers clenched the comforter in response, and Seth spread her cheeks.

  “Has anyone told you that you have the sweetest ass?”

  She let out a breathy giggle. “You j–just told me.”

  “Well, I’m telling you again.” He pressed the plug against her hole, and she tensed. “Shh. No, don’t tense up,” he crooned as he pushed the tip of it into her ass. The idea that they were the first ones who ever touched her here made him feel like a veritable god and a caveman at the same time. Part of him wanted to soothe and caress her and take it slow so that she could enjoy every prolonged second of their first time together. The other part of him wanted to throw the plug over his shoulder and take her ass right then and there because it was theirs, damn it.

  He watched, entranced, as the plug slowly disappeared into her ass. Jason kneeled next to her and massaged her back while telling her to breathe, relax. The thicker part of the plug still had to go in, and she was already tense.

  Jason took one of her nipples into his mouth, and Edie moaned.

  “That’s it,” Seth encouraged. “Just feel.” He pressed the plug farther in while he used the fingers of his other hand to play with her clit. She twisted and jerked beneath his touch, and he just used her movements as a way to push the plug until, with a final slide, it sank into place.