by Jenny Penn
They fought over her flushed flesh, making Kitty Anne moan and writhe in sensual delight. She felt sexy and beautiful, worshiped and adored and, more than anything, hungry. Giving in to the primal instincts flaming to life within her, Kitty Anne twisted away from both Nick’s kiss and GD’s touch as she turned in the big man’s arms before slowly sinking down to her knees.
Kitty Anne caught and held his gaze as she reached for his belt buckle, silently daring him to order her to stop. He didn’t make a sound, didn’t even seem to breathe as she pulled the leather straps of his belt apart and eased the metal tab of his zipper downward. The thick length of his dick eagerly fell into her palm, having already outgrown the seam in his boxers.
She smiled, but before she could dip her head and take a taste of her treat, a set of hands clamped down around her ankles and jerked her backward. Nearly falling on her face, Kitty Anne caught herself and ended up on all fours, which was apparently just how they wanted her.
“That’s better,” GD growled down at her as he reached out to fist a hand in her hair. “That’s the way it’s supposed to be with the big dogs in charge…not little kitties.”
She had a response to that. Kitty Anne just didn’t get a chance to get it out before Nick struck once again. Shifting his hold to her thighs, he shoved them wide open and bent down to cover her cunt in an openmouthed kiss that had her gasping.
“You make me come before he makes you come, beautiful, and you can have two dicks for dessert tonight,” GD vowed, tantalizing Kitty Anne with the very idea of having both him and Nick.
It sent both a shaft of excitement and a curl of apprehension through her. She was still a little sore from the toy, and it was barely half the size of either of her men, but Kitty Anne didn’t think she had to worry about that. Not with Nick’s kiss lingering over the lips of her pussy. He teased and tickled her as he tried to suck the cream from her heated folds before parting them to devour the sweet inner flesh of her cunt.
Kitty Anne moaned over GD’s cock as she began to return all the pleasure Nick fed her as he fucked his tongue into the tight clench of her sheath, teasing her with just a hint of what it would be like when he took her for real. She treated GD to the same as she sank down over his cock, keeping her lips puckered and tense as she sucked his sensitive length as deep as she could go.
Then she swallowed and earned a few moans of her own. That guttural noise pleased her in ways that the tongue fucking deep into her clinging depths never would be able to. The sounds of GD’s pleasure fueled her own, making Kitty Anne frantic as she devoured his dick, fucking him fast and deep and challenging Nick to keep up.
He didn’t have a problem with that. Abandoning her sheath, he trapped her clit beneath the soft, velvety weight of his tongue and began to torment her with a whirlwind of quick strokes and long, suckling nibbles that had her losing rhythm as her focus splintered between her delight in the taste and feel of GD’s meaty cock and the rapturous heat pounding out of her clit and sending her blood boiling through her veins. She was burning up from the inside, and there was no holding back the release as she came in an ecstatic rush.
Her cunt pulsed and wept, desperate for the hard feel of a cock, and Nick didn’t deny her. Slamming into her from behind and screwing a squeal right out of Kitty Anne, he didn’t hesitate to start fucking her with a hard, fast rhythm that matched the one GD set as the hand buried in her hair took control of her motions. He began pumping her up and down his length, racing her to the finish line.
This time Nick stopped short, leaving Kitty Anne hanging, even as GD’s shout of fulfillment ripped through the night with the same force of the release that shot out of him. She was forced to swallow quickly or take another bath in his seed. As hot as that had been, there wasn’t a shower convenient this time. Besides, he tasted delicious, and she couldn’t help but savor her victory.
Lost in the moment, she forgot all about Nick until he shifted. Slowly he began to drag the thick length of his dick down the aching walls of her sheath. Her pussy pulsed and clenched in a desperate and vain attempt to hold him captive. Even as she failed, Kitty Anne caught her breath in anticipation of him pounding himself back deep into her, but instead, the rounded head of his cock stretched the entrance to her cunt wide before he popped free, leaving her empty and annoyed.
Throwing off GD’s hold, Kitty Anne glanced over her shoulder, but before she could demand an explanation from Nick, he fucked two thick fingers back deep inside her. They were a paltry offering, but there was something strangely erotic about watching him watch as he pumped his fingers in and out of her cunt.
He teased her sensitive walls with a quick caress as they gathered up the creamy proof of her arousal and retreated, leaving her feeling achingly empty once again and all too aware of the sticky path his fingertips left as they traced the crease that flowed from her cunt to her ass.
Kitty Anne whimpered as he teased her opening, much as he had done the other night. Just like then, he pressed past the clenched ring of muscles guarding her entrance and stretched her wide enough that the pleasure and pressure blurred into an intense ache that had her arching into his touch.
“Tonight, beautiful,” Nick whispered as he twirled his fingers, making her mew for more. “Tonight, this ass is mine.”
“Promises. Promises,” Kitty Anne panted out, daring to taunt him with a smile. “Besides, you’re too late. GD already claimed my ass…isn’t that right, stud?”
Turning her attention on the big man, who was carefully pumping his thick dick. He was clearly stroking himself back up to full-size, and Kitty Anne couldn’t help but tease him, too, as she eyed his meaty erection.
“You need some help with that?”
“I think I got it,” GD grumbled as he cast a smoldering gaze in her direction. “Thanks.”
There was a wealth of meaning buried in that one word, making it something far from a simple expression of gratitude. Instead, it sounded like a warning, but Kitty Anne didn’t have time to guess at the threat, not with Nick sliding his cock between the cheeks of her ass. With slow strokes, he pumped himself up and down her crease, taunting her each time with a gentle press against her forbidden entrance before finally allowing his cock to slip farther down to lodge against the aching opening of her cunt.
It wasn’t the dark fantasy he’d promised her, but the feel of Nick sliding slowly into her sheath had Kitty Anne’s toes curling with the kind of pleasure she’d grown addicted to over the past day. He felt so good, and so did GD as he stepped up to press Kitty Anne backward until she was forced up onto her knees with her back settling against Nick’s chest.
The new position had her cunt constricting around Nick’s dick and left her gasping for breath. She wasn’t given a chance to find it as GD’s hands lifted to capture her breasts as Nick slid one hand down between the press of their bodies to plunder the molten folds of her pussy. He pinned her clit beneath the heavy weight of his thumb. Together they tormented her, driving Kitty Anne to the peak of a release with just their touch.
The world faded away until only the pleasure whirling through her existed. It grew more intense by the second as Nick slowly began to shift. He fucked her with even, measured strokes as GD’s head dipped as he rained heated, little kisses all down over her breasts before taking a gentle nibble at her nipple.
Kitty Anne squealed and bucked, fucking Nick back as she gave over to the primitive urges taking command of her muscles. They were fed and fueled by the feel of the two men holding her tight between them. Kitty Anne was surrounded by their heat and hardness, and for the first time, she actually felt small and delicate and wondrously vulnerable.
Then all she felt was wondrous as her climax claimed her, making reality sparkle with a rapturous sheen that had her laughing even as she convulsed with the pleasure. GD held her close, his lips capturing the cries that fell from hers as she gave herself over to her release.
Kitty Anne returned his kiss with wanton abandon, drinking in not o
nly his taste but his desire, too, as he pinned her close and held her steady while Nick slowly pulled free of her body. She knew what came next, could feel GD’s excitement as his palms spread over her ass and pulled her cheeks apart for Nick, whose flushed cockhead was leaving a searing and sticky trail as it slid back up to the clenched entrance to her ass.
Her breath caught as she instinctively clenched, making his invasion all the more intense as Nick forged inward. Sliding slowly deeper, he stretched her barely-used muscles wide, making Kitty Anne mew and clutch desperately at GD. His lips lifted to catch the tears that began to gather along her lashes before they could fall.
He held her close, whispering incoherent bits of comforting clichés as Nick continued to claim her in the most feral of ways. It would have helped, though, if the two of them would have allowed Kitty Anne to kneel down and wiggle through the electrified fizzles of delight singing through her, but instead Nick and GD kept her upright and strung out with a pressure building inside of her. Kitty Anne almost feared what would happen when it finally snapped free.
“Relax.” GD growled out that command as if he could force her to obey.
He was smarter than that and reached down to cup her cunt and tease her clit. Nick had abandoned her pussy to hold on tight to her hips, trying to control Kitty Anne’s reflexive motions as the need and want twisted through her with an intensity that was fed only by the pleasure of GD’s touch.
His big, blunt fingers stroked over her sensitive flesh in a gentle caress that had her melting as her body began to adjust to Nick’s invasion. Settling the full length of his erection deep into her ass, he hesitated, giving Kitty Anne the time she needed to adjust to the thick, hard feel of him.
In fact, Nick didn’t move until she twisted hard in his hold, trying to break it and the leash holding back the savage roar of ecstasy gathering deep within her. Only then did he give in to the need already pounding through her veins and begin to move, much to Kitty Anne’s delight.
She was still tight, but not painfully so.
Now, instead, the pressure that bloomed through her held a tantalizing edge, one that had her shifting beneath Nick and gasping over the pleasure those little motions sent spiraling up her spine. Those thrills grew in intensity as Nick began to gently sway, lending a beat to the delight fizzling through her.
It burnt away the last shreds of her doubt, along with any hint of reservation, leaving Kitty Anne at the mercy of her own feral lusts. They drove her forward into the storm as her hips flexed with a desperate franticness that had her fucking Nick back with the same ferociousness with which he rode her…not that he was really riding her.
Their position allowed for only so much motion, but Kitty Anne knew how to fix that.
Shoving GD backward, she caught the big man off guard and sent him crashing onto his ass. Kitty Anne was on him in an instant, bending over and pinning him to the ground, even as she offered her ass up to Nick. He pounded into her with a force that had her mewing as the pressure bloomed out of her pelvis in a glorious frenzy that only fueled her need for more.
She wanted everything. She wanted it right then, but there was no way either man would give her the room to crawl up GD’s length and claim the deliciously thick cock bobbing beneath her nose. That didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy having him another way.
Smiling with that thought, Kitty Anne cupped her breasts and caught the heated length of his dick between her soft curves and angled his weeping head right up to her lips. She treated him to a sensual massage as she dipped her lips to suck and nibble on his swollen head as though it was a lollipop she couldn’t get enough of.
GD grunted, straining visibly as the sweat built up along his brow, but he let her run free, enduring the sensual torment. He had to know his resistance just drove her to push him even harder. That was just what Nick was doing—pushing even harder. He was pushing in all the right places, too.
Kitty Anne had never even dared to dream that it would feel so good to have a man fucking her ass with the kind of abandon Nick had given himself over to, but each hard thrust lit her up with another round of electric thrills. They came brighter and faster until the shine blinded her to all else. The whole world faded away, and only distantly did Kitty Anne sense Nick picking up speed until he cried out and whipped himself free of her body.
A second later Kitty Anne felt the heated proof of his release rain across her back as Nick continued to pump his pulsing length up between the cheeks of her ass. That warmth was matched by the spray raining down over her chest as GD grunted out his own words of satisfaction. Together, both men claimed her in the most primitive way two men could mark a woman as theirs…well, maybe, not the most, but they’d get to that, eventually.
Chapter Sixteen
Tuesday, June 3rd
The next day dawned bright and frigid for Kitty Anne as she woke to a mother who was barely speaking to her, not that Lynn Anne needed words to express the thoughts in her head. The glare she beamed in Kitty Anne’s direction said it all. Still, that was nothing compared to the intensity of the scowl she pinned on Nick when he arrived to escort them both to breakfast.
The real kicker, though, was when Nick reached for her hand, only to have his knuckles racked by a stick Lynn Anne had shoved up her sleeve. The hit shocked both Nick and Kitty Anne into a momentary stupor as her mother explained that Nick had, no doubt, gotten more than a handful the night before and that was all he would be getting. With that proclamation made, Lynn Anne ordered Kitty Anne to move it, pointedly placing herself between Kitty Anne and Nick.
That probably was when Kitty Anne should have objected, but this was her mother, and it was hard not to obey direct commands. Besides, Kitty Anne reasoned, Lynn Anne had lost a major battle last night. It was to be expected that she’d try to pick new ones that morning. Her mother was looking for a way to irritate her, and Kitty Anne wouldn’t give it to her.
At least, she tried not to, but it was hard with Lynn Anne pushing Kitty Anne at every turn. She shadowed her daughter’s every move, commenting and criticizing Kitty Anne, the camp, the boys, the very air itself. Nothing was spared her foul critique. Typically, she ruined everything, making it hard for Kitty Anne to focus as Nick showed her the classrooms. None of them would be hers, at least not permanently.
Nick was apparently making special arrangements for her. Kitty Anne didn’t ask what and he didn’t elaborate except to explain that she could use Saul’s room until everything was settled.
She wouldn’t be working with more than one kid at any time.
Her job over the summer was to assure that they didn’t fall behind when it came to reading and writing skills. He didn’t talk about during the school year and Kitty Anne could all but sense Nick’s nervousness. She had a feeling he didn’t expect her to last that long. At least, not as a teacher.
Kitty Anne suspected she was more of a placeholder.
All of the boys had been tested when they arrived at the camp, and not shockingly, many were behind their grade level when it came to core academic subjects. Nick explained that to maintain state and federal funding the boys were tested every year and always needed to be progressing. Fallbacks could, and would, endanger the camp’s accreditation.
Fortunately there was another English teacher, who went by the moniker Dr. J, who would help her settle in and figure out the program. Kitty Anne was very relieved to meet him. Needless to say, her mother wasn’t. She made as many snide comments as a person possibly could while Dr. J explained how the boys were all to be given assignments that they worked to complete, and based on her judgment of their success, they’d be awarded points that they could use like currency at the camp.
Basically they bribed the kids to learn.
The boys could do all sorts of things with their points, like “buy in” to activities or “purchase” food. They even were allowed to sell their points to each other. According to Nick, they mostly paid another kid to do a chore for them, though sometimes they pa
id for services like fixing something.
Learning to fix things was sort of a big deal at the camp, Kitty Anne quickly discovered. The kids were all learning trades, though they were masked as activities. There were traditional woodshop, auto shop, and landscaping groups, but there were also computer labs dedicated to teaching everything from how to program to how to use computers to design all sorts of things. They even had a 3D printer.
There was an actual literary club, mostly dedicated to what Nick called graphic novels but were just comics. She’d never been much of a comic person but would now be the advisor to the club, which should prove interesting, though probably not half as amusing as watching her mother’s eyes bulge out as she took in the big-breasted, half-naked heroine drawn in scene after scene of the homemade comic one of the kids had done.
Truthfully, the kid had talent. So did her mother. Lynn Anne was gifted with an affinity for drama and actually clutched her chest as she dropped the comic and gasped theatrically.
“Well, that is just filth!” she declared with such rigorousness that Kitty Anne couldn’t help but snicker. Nick wasn’t laughing, though.
He’d been tolerant of Lynn Anne to that point, but she had apparently pushed too far this time, and he stepped forward to come between Lynn Anne and the thirteen year-old artist she’d just insulted.
“I have to remind you that you are the guest here, Mrs. Allison, and it isn’t appropriate for you to speak in such a manner to one of my kids.”
“Excuse me?” Lynn Anne blinked in innocent horror as she stumbled back like Nick had actually threatened her.
“These boys put a lot of passion and attention into their work, and the only thing filthy in here is your attitude.”