“Oh,” she breathes out.
“When it’s my turn to take ownership of your ass, I doubt I’ll last long before I shoot my load. I want to take you from behind so when I climax, I come while cupping your tits.”
“Ethan, your mouth…” She doesn’t finish her sentence. She can’t. What I’m doing to her now is too good for her to be able to think.
“Are you giving me first dibs on her ass as well?” Xander asks. He looks so excited at the prospect. “You’re so generous tonight. What’s gotten into you?”
I chuckle. “Don’t kid yourself, bro. It’s more for my enjoyment than anything else. I want to watch her fall apart in your arms before I brand her ass.”
“Ethan, your hands…” Delilah meows.
“You like my finger in your ass? You’re such a naughty girl.” I slide my fingers out and slap her big round ass.
“Ouch.” She frowns. “What was that for?” she asks, rubbing the spot I just spanked.
“I just wanted to see your ass wiggle.” I grin.
“You’re so bad,” she quips.
“You have no idea.”
My fingers trace little circles on her inner thigh, spiraling ever higher until I touch her pussy. Without warning, I thrust two rough fingers into her, hard and fast. She bucks her hips against my hand with such force, it takes me aback.
“Oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus,” she screams out, but Xander is quick. In a flash, his mouth on hers muffles the desperate cries escaping. My fingers stroke through her wetness, relentlessly rubbing against her clit. “Yes.” She tilts her head against the counter. She’s taking as much pleasure from me as she is from Xander fondling her nipples. When he brings her tits together and slaps them against each other, I almost lose it. Everything about the way he does that is so sensual—from the jiggle of her breasts, to the heavenly noise of her skin colliding, to her groans, to his grunts, to my growls. After a few minutes, her tits are rosy and so inviting. Xander changes tactics. His thumbs and index fingers are now toying with her peaks. Her nipples are so hard, my mouth salivates. After the hard comes the soft. Xander is now gently stroking her erect nipples. The more he caresses her, the more she sobs. “My goodness, gracious God.” She folds her legs underneath her until her heels are flat against the counter. I keep her body on the edge by plunging my fingers deeper and deeper in her pussy while I glide over her clit with my thumb. When Xander leans down and bites her peak Delilah expels a very long exhale. Her body seems to calm down for a fraction of a second, but that doesn’t last long. She jerks as my fingers slide in and out of her in a ruthless cadence until her pussy clenches. She pushes her hips even higher, vying for more from me and from my best friend.
“Look at you,” I marvel. “You’re dying to come again, aren’t you? You look innocent enough, but you’re quickly becoming our dirty little Southern Belle.”
“It’s your fault. Xander is driving me out of my mind and you… you’re doing things to me… really good things.”
“I’m pleasuring you as much as I’m pleasuring myself, sweetness.” Her confession only serves to make me want her more. “You’re not so numb after all.” Without losing a beat, my fingers continue to toy with her clit.
“Oh, Lord.” She’s close.
“Just for the record, you haven’t answered my question.”
“Whatever it is, it’s a yes,” she throws at me. Xander chuckles. His face is buried between her breasts.
“Your tight little clit is yearning for relief. Isn’t it?” She sobs in response. “You want me to take you there?” I sneer. “I want to hear the words.”
“Please, Ethan.” I love how she begs for it.
“Please what?” I press.
“You know.”
“Not unless you tell me.”
“How can you do this to me?” Her half-lidded eyes are pleading with me. Still, I don’t go easy on her.
“You’re not playing by the rules.”
“Please, please, please make me come, Ethan.”
Better. “I’ll give you anything you need, love.”
My thumb skates over her clit, gliding directly over it each time my fingers plunge deeper inside her aching pussy. One, two, three, four strokes. Her body coils tighter as I relentlessly torment her. Xander takes a step back, admiring her with as much lust in his eyes as I’m sure I have in mine. Delilah is gasping for air, shaking her head from left to right so violently it’s almost impossible to see her beautiful features anymore because her hair sticks to the pearls of sweat trailing down her face.
“I’m about to erupt,” she shouts.
My best friend brushes her fiery mane away from her face and strokes her cheeks with such tenderness you’d think he’s about to console her. That’s unlikely. “Not yet, sweetheart. Ethan hasn’t given you permission yet. He’s the one in control, not you.”
“Thanks for having my back,” I say.
“Any time.” He returns my grin. To my great shock and to Xander’s, Delilah grabs his bulging cock and caresses the fullness of his incredibly hard erection. He lets out a guttural sound and I can’t help but do the same. Slowly he brings his hand up and covers hers. He tilts his hips forward, pushing his cock against the palm of her hand. He suggestively grinds against her hand so many times, it should be R-rated. I’m completely overtaken by his move. After a few minutes, Xander stops. “Ethan is right. There’s a little vixen inside you begging us to let her out. And you know what? We’ll gladly oblige.” His voice is so low. It’s like gravel.
“Fuck, yeah,” I declare. Delilah clenches my fingers in response. “Xander, she’s close. Keep her mouth busy, will you?”
“Consider it done.” He smiles.
“I can’t wait to find out if your cheeks flame up as much as they did earlier when you first climaxed. Let go. Come for us, Delilah.” I press my middle finger against her clit with such precision, she loses it and comes screaming.
“Arrrgh!” Her orgasm explodes. She sinks her hips lower against my hand, seeking as much sexual healing as she can get from me. “Ethan. Oh, Eth—”
“Shh.” Xander fists her hair and pulls her head up until their lips meet. He crushes her mouth against his and gives her a sloppy full-blown tongue-to-tongue kiss. For a few minutes their kissing sounds and Delilah’s loud pants fill the room. I stop breathing. My need for release is at an all-time high, but right now the only thing I can do is watch, completely transfixed by this salacious moment. I’m too consumed by them to break their embrace. Delilah falls back against the counter with eyes that say she’s exhausted, spent and utterly satisfied.
“I love watching your hips oscillate and shudder like that in response to my touch and to Xander’s with such awakening.”
“You’re…” She can’t even speak. It’s too much.
“That good?” I tease. “You look so dazed, love.” She nods. Her tits rise and fall with each exhale. I’m glad to see she didn’t hold back.
I sensually lick each and every one of my fingers, lapping at her juices without ever leaving her gaze. When I’m done, I look up at Xander and without even having to exchange more than a nod, I know we’re thinking the same thing. This passionate interlude is far more intense than I ever could have imagined. Watching Xander fuck her with his twelve-inch cock is going to be something I never forget for the rest of my life. Taking her together will be the pinnacle.
CHAPTER 18
Delilah
As the inescapable thrill of a post-orgasm tide engulfs me, a flood of new sensations scorches right through me. I guess I should say two mind-blowing climaxes. My body is releasing quivering waves I’ve never felt before. Holy Jesus. What just happened? Did I actually reach out and cup Xander’s cock like that? Did I really allow Ethan to touch me in a forbidden place? I guess I did. What a difference a few hours make. My eyes bounce to the two men who have shattered my long-held belief that sex is nothing more than a boring and tedious activity meant to only pleasure men. I now realize how wron
g I was. Had I known how good this was, I would’ve begged for it a long time ago.
How do I put into words what these two have done to my body? How can you ever describe ecstasy—the kind I never thought a girl like me would experience in her lifetime? I mean seriously, as my orgasm hit me hard, it sent my body into a state of complete and utter bliss. I never wanted to come down from such a wonderful apogee. I’m trying to catch my breath, but I can’t. My head is still spinning and my blood is pumping like crazy.
“Are you okay?”
My eyes shift to Ethan’s. I open my mouth to respond, but honestly I’m at a loss for words.
I sit on my elbows to lift myself up enough so that I can take both men in. My eyes bounce from one to the other. I’m still unable to come up with a coherent sentence, let alone a reply. When I don’t respond, Xander presses, “Talk to us.” Clearly, he’s amused by the fact I can’t muster up an answer.
To my surprise, Ethan trails the fingers that he just licked with such raunchiness over my still-throbbing pussy. He can’t possibly go for a third round. My body trembles under his touch. “Oh, God,” I sob.
He removes his fingers as quickly as he dipped them inside me. I watch as he circles the granite counter and stands across from Xander. I’m now caught between them. “I made you come, didn’t I? With my fingers. No numbness whatsoever.” He grins. This is the second time he drives his point home. Obviously he really wants me to get it. Trust me, I do—loud and clear. Just when I think this can’t get any more depraved, it does. He presses his finger, still dripping with my own juices, inside my mouth. “Open wide. I want you to taste yourself again. Lick.” I obey. This is different from when I tasted myself earlier on his lips. This is so much kinkier. “You’re so sweet and so tempting.” Ethan sighs as he takes a step back.
“Watching her lick your finger like that makes me imagine how sweet it will be to witness her lips wrapped around your cock as you force her to take you in deeper. I can’t wait.” Xander’s words shock me for two reasons. One, they’re incredibly perverted. Two, do they intend on seeing me again?
As my eyes fall on Ethan’s cock, I panic. I look at Xander to realize he’s in the same state. “What about you? I mean, I should… you know… you didn’t…” I stumble all over my words. Great job, Delilah. I’ve never been in this situation before. Heck, let’s face it, nothing about tonight resembles any of my past encounters. I have zero points of reference. Xander and Ethan made me nearly lose my mind. I should return the favor. I can’t promise I’ll do a stellar job, but at least I owe it to them to try.
Xander’s lips curve flirtatiously. “But we did. Well, let me speak for myself. I did enjoy this very much.”
Ethan chuckles. “Xander is right. It was incredible.”
I turn my head to the left, then the right, my eyes on their crotches. It’s impossible to ignore their bulges. This is wrong. I should reciprocate. “But doesn’t it usually hurt… if a guy doesn’t come?” I’m so not expressing myself well.
“Aren’t you sweet? I will most likely go home and think of you with my hand fisting my cock, but I’ll survive,” Ethan mocks.
“I’ll be doing the same,” Xander jokes.
“Seriously, Delilah, tonight was all about you.” I guess my freaked-out expression must motivate Ethan. He reaches out, cups my cheek and leans forward to drop a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. “It was about discovering how much pleasure we can bring to you when we share you.” God knows they excel at it.
“So far, I can attest to that. You did a bang up job.” I offer him a tentative smile.
They laugh at my smart repartee. I wish I could be amused, but I feel so self-conscious about taking without giving back.
“As generous as your irresistible offer is, more would be too much for one night—”
“But it’s the other way around,” I protest. “I want to do this for you.” Honestly, I’m not sure why I’m pushing this hard. It’s not like I’m the queen of oral sex. I don’t even know if I’m good at it or not. It’s not something I did with any of my past boyfriends until Paul. Since I was saving myself, he taught me how to give him blowjobs. He demanded one every time we saw each other—most times, he’d demand a couple. He came screaming every time with his hand clamped behind my head pushing me further down against his cock, but I’m not sure that qualifies me as a pro. Every time I asked him for feedback, he’d answer, “You made me come, didn’t you?”
The funny thing about this oral sex business with Paul is that although he wouldn’t go down on me, he insisted I did on him. Like a fool, I obliged. When we broke up, I finally understood why he never wanted to take care of me in that way. I honestly don’t think Paul likes pussy. He’s just not willing to admit it. And for the record, I’m not sure I’m that great at giving a guy a hand job either. Which begs the question, what makes me think I can ace it now? Perhaps having a couple of heart-stopping orgasms is giving me fake courage. As if that’s all it takes to master the art of pleasuring men with my mouth.
“What an eager little kitten you are.” Ethan’s comment brings a blush to my cheeks. His words shock me. It’s never been about me before. It’s always about the guy I’ve been with. Most of my ex-boyfriends couldn’t give a damn if I came or not—which explains why I never did until today.
“Why don’t we save it for another time?” It’s Xander’s turn to soothe my guilt. What? So I didn’t misunderstand the first time Xander alluded to us seeing each other again.
I open my mouth to try to make sure that my brain isn’t playing tricks on me when a knock at the door startles me and brings me back to reality.
“Xander. Ethan. It’s four o’clock in the morning. We’re shutting the place down in half an hour.” Shit. I can’t believe we’ve been here this long.
Ethan is the one to answer. “Thanks, Gary. We’ll be out soon.” He returns his attention to me. “Let’s get you dressed first. We can continue talking later.” Ethan reaches out a hand to help me up. He pulls me towards him and I slide to the edge of the countertop. Jesus, I’m so wet. You’d think I’m sitting in a pool. He takes me in his arms and lifts me before dropping me on my feet. He does it as effortlessly as Xander did. These guys make me feel like I weigh no more than a feather. Xander marches to where my dress and underwear are lying, picks them up and struts back towards me. I expect to dress myself, but to my great surprise, Ethan holds my hand as I step into the panties Xander is holding for me. Once he slides them all the way up to my waist, he circles behind me. “Come on, stretch out your arms in front of you. We need to get this bra back on,” Ethan instructs. When I do, he gropes my boobs. I so didn’t see that coming. He palms and kneads them like dough. The sensation is phenomenal. For a second, I think he’s had his fix, but he surprises me by placing his hands underneath my breasts and flicking at them. They bounce against my chest.
“Oh, God,” I pant. I look up at Xander and that carnal hunger that was there earlier is back. He leans forward, sticks out his tongue and positions himself so my nipples rub against it every time they bounce. “Yes,” I hiss. I’m thoroughly enjoying this moment until the sound and sting from Ethan’s hand against my ass snaps me out of it. “Hey,” I protest. “What did I do now?” I ask indignantly as I turn my face to look at him.
“Nothing. If we don’t get you dressed now, we’ll all get in trouble. Your body is way too tempting.” He grins. “Xander, help me get her bra on so she can slip back into her dress.”
A few minutes later I look almost as together as I did when I walked into this room. That’s the only comparison to my old self. Ethan and Xander have donned their well-cut jackets and they look as dapper as ever. They’re both standing side by side looking at me. I’m still in awe that I spent the evening with these two.
“I want to see you again, sweetheart.” Xander is the one to break the awkward silence.
“So do I,” Ethan says. Wow, wow and wow. “Clearly we’re out of time for tonight and I think you might be
a little overwhelmed.” You think? “That said, there’s more we want to offer you.”
“I really can’t imagine what ‘more’ would look like. I mean…” I pause. I still don’t know how to encapsulate what I shared with these two guys.
“Trust me, there’s so much more. This isn’t the best setting. Something a lot more private would be much better for what Xander and I have in mind. You’re so incredibly hot and passionate.” I am? “I have no doubt that looking down at you while you’re on your knees with my cock between your lips will be absolutely surreal. Knowing Xander is watching will make it even better. Regretfully, it can’t be for tonight.”
“Of course, the most exciting part will be when we both fuck you,” Xander chimes in.
My mouth gapes open, their words hitting me head on.
“Oh,” I let out. “You mean…” I furrow my brows. Is he saying what I think he is? “The three of us?” I ask. Call me naïve, but I was so lost in a sea of ecstasy, I didn’t think of what comes next. That’s what happens when you come your head off.
“That’s exactly what we’re saying.” Ethan confirms.
Do good girls who have sex with two men risk going to purgatory for being too greedy? What am I talking about? Can I still call myself chaste after tonight? Am I brave enough to go all the way? There are so many questions colliding in my head.
“Tonight was a prelude of things to come between us.” Xander jumps in. “I took you over the edge with my tongue and Ethan made you climax with his fingers. Next time, we’ll both satisfy you with our cocks. You’ll come so hard, it will pale in comparison to tonight.” I can’t even wrap my head around that. Not even a little bit. “We hope you’ll come along for the ride. In the end, all this will lead to us taking you at the same time. Three bodies taking pleasure together.” I swallow hard. I stare into Xander’s eyes and all I see is pure lust. My gaze shifts to Ethan’s and his brown eyes are also veiled with this animalistic yearning.
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