I’m still shaking with ecstasy when Xander speaks. “You taste so good, sweetheart.” My eyes are still closed and my body is a dead mass incapable of moving. I mentally coax myself to breathe, hoping to halt the frantic beat of my pounding heart, but it’s in vain. Without turning around, I know he’s sitting. He caresses my ass with one hand and sticks a few fingers inside my wetness with the other. I lift my trembling butt to make it easier for him. “You’re soaking wet for me,” he says in a low voice. I hear a slurping sound and I can only assume he’s licking the fingers he had inside me. I love when they do that. “I couldn’t get enough of you. For the record, you can sit on my face any time.” He chuckles. I’ll be sure to take you up on that offer.
“For the record, your mouth is lethal.” I borrow his cheeky words. Finally, my body starts to calm down a bit.
“I know.” He laughs.
“When I’m on top of you like that I get to put as much pressure as I need to send me off.”
“I love the fact that I can lap at your clit while your body blankets me. I can’t believe how hard your clit was. It felt like a little bead rolling against my tongue. It was so hot. It’s no wonder you came like that.” Yeah.
“That was just amazing,” I say with a huge smile on my face.
“That it was. In fact, that was bloody insane.” Ethan’s voice is so close now. My eyes pop open and I straighten my body in one fluid movement. What I see leaves me speechless. I guess I was so lost in my post-coital state that I didn’t hear him approach. Even aroused the man can be so quiet.
He’s completely naked now. Of course, he’s gloriously handsome and oozing raw masculinity. He’s gripping his cock—which seems to have grown by five inches—with both hands. He has them placed one of top of the other and I’m shocked that he’s still protruding by several inches. I’m wet beyond belief again. When the guys I’ve been with in the past gripped their cocks with one hand, it disappeared. For a few of them, there was still a little bit of them sticking out, but not much. In his case, not even two hands suffice to cover his massive cock.
“Ethan.” His name comes out in a whisper.
“This erection is yours to ride, love. Do you want it?” I’m sure he already knows the answer to his question. He’s just torturing me. Just to prove that I’m right, he takes a step forward and positions his cock so it’s level with my watering mouth. I stick my tongue out, ready to swallow drops of slick moisture escaping from his tip, but he doesn’t give me what I want. My lips barely touch his cock before he retreats, taking a step back. He lets out a knowing laugh—it’s teasing, taunting and testing my resolve, but since I want him so much, I’m more than willing to submit to his desires if it means I’ll get what I need.
The fire emanating from his hooded eyes leaves no room for misinterpretation. When his hands start moving, I lower my eyes. To my surprise Ethan doesn’t stroke his cock. Instead, he squeezes both hands around his erection. The way he does that with such force you’d think it would be a painful experience, but from the way he moans with his head tilting back, it’s clear it’s not. He switches the position of his hands a few times, squeezing his cock harder each time. Wow. After a while he strokes his cock with his right hand while keeping the left gripped at the base pressed against his heavy balls. The velocity with which he moves his hand is incredible. He alternates between stroking and squeezing. The sound of his moisture sliding against his hand is simply surreal. When he chokes his head, releasing lickable droplets, I clench the muscles of my pussy together, praying for salvation. Holy amazing. I don’t know how long he’s at it. I’ve lost track of time. I lift my eyes to meet his searing stare. I’m in awe. Concerned I’m missing too much, I bring my gaze down to his cock. He’s arresting standing in front of me like this, his legs slightly spread apart with his hands sliding up and down his cock. What a magnificent man.
“God,” I hiss before folding my lower lip between my teeth. I bite down, hoping the pain will help subside the throbbing between my legs, but it’s in vain. I’m completely and utterly transfixed by his lewd actions. I’ve never watched a man jerk off before. I never imagined I could get so turned on. I guess I know now there’s nothing quite like a guy pleasuring himself. Each time Ethan pumps his fist up and down his long cock, my pussy pulsates.
“Fuck, mate, that’s raunchy,” Xander says. He’s still sitting on the L-shaped part of the couch. He hasn’t moved since I climaxed. “You’re going to get her all worked up.”
“That’s the plan,” Ethan grunts between clenched teeth. His devilish side grin speaks volumes.
“Please, Ethan,” I plead. I stick out my tongue and hope he’ll indulge me.
“Xander, slap her ass for disobedience.”
“Jesus,” I yelp, feeling the sting of Xander’s hand against my butt. I didn’t see that one coming.
“Let me go over the rules of the game with you again. I want your tight pussy gliding over my cock. You’re not tasting me tonight,” he declares.
My heart sinks. “You’re so cruel.” I pout.
“You’re getting Xander. I’d say that’s more than enough.” Ethan chuckles. “From what I was able to observe while he was tongue-fucking you, I doubt you’ll be able to swallow every drop of him. I’m certainly not a psychic, but I’d say you should expect a milky explosion.”
My two lovers laugh.
Perhaps if I weren’t so needy, I’d also find it amusing. The only thing I can do is implore him to reconsider. “But I want both of you to come in my mouth.” Did I actually say that aloud? Wow. I’ve come a long way. I know I don’t stand a chance, because they’ve made it crystal clear more than once that every part of me belongs to them when we’re together, but a girl can try.
“Tsk. You take what we give you, Delilah,” Ethan reminds me. “If you continue to push my buttons like this, you’re not going to get either of us. So it’s up to you to decide if you want us to give you your second orgasm of the night or not.”
In the two encounters I’ve had with them, they’ve trained my body to crave them in such an irrational way, I can’t think straight when we’re all naked in the same room together. How can he even suggest that? If he wants to punish me, he can spank me as much as he wants—heck, they can both have a go at it at the same time—but he can’t threaten to take my release away from me. That’s just wrong. Even if I were to rub my clit until I come, it will never match the core-shaking climax I get when they take charge.
“Please, please, please fuck me. I can’t wait anymore.” I don’t have that many tools in my arsenal other than begging and I’m not too proud to resort to it.
“Delilah.” I can’t tell if his tone is a warning or if he’s impressed by the fact that I’m not willing to back down. His lopsided grin suggests the latter.
“I…” I hesitate. “I want the two of you to spit-roast me.” God, I sound so desperate. To be honest, I don’t even know where that comes from. What I do know is that I need to feel full with both of them.
Ethan and Xander’s eyebrows hit their foreheads at the same time. Their brown eyes shift from mine to each other’s. The intensity of this moment is smoldering hot.
CHAPTER 37
Xander
Wow, she’s a fast learner. I can’t believe Delilah’s brazen request. I bet you until I mentioned it, she didn’t know what it meant. Now she’s craving one cock in her mouth and the other in her pussy. I wonder if she’ll be that eager once we introduce her to the pleasures of getting her ass fucked. Ethan opens his mouth to speak, but I precede him.
“Don’t keep her hanging like that. She needs to come. So do I,” I remind him.
Ethan’s eyes narrow as he considers my request with seriousness. Given the size of his raging erection, it’s clear he needs to come as much as we do. The question is how long will he continue torturing her and in the same process giving me blue balls. Since I’m not his submissive, I intend on putting my foot down. I’m as much of an alpha as he is and we don’t do
male-male action. I could easily fist my cock, wank off and climax all over Delilah’s tits, but what kind of gentlemen would I be if I did that? We promised her six orgasms. Ethan has been holding onto the reins a little too tight tonight. He needs to let go.
Last night we took it easy on Delilah for a few reasons. Firstly, she had never seen us naked—hence she had no idea how big we were. We didn’t want our size to frighten her. For the same reason, we took turns fucking her while the other played with her glorious tits. That’s why I was so surprised this morning when she was willing to blow me while Ethan fucked her from behind. It’s true that when I’m lying down my cock isn’t nearly as menacing simply because my range of hip movement isn’t as great as when I can use my legs or knees. It’s clear from our discussions she has limited experience with men, which makes her eagerness to please that much more endearing.
When he still remains silent, I tilt my head to the side and raise my left eyebrow in form of a question. “Fair enough,” Ethan says. Finally. “Xander, I’ll take your position. You sit on the back of the sofa,” Ethan commands. I scoot from under Delilah. She moves forward to make it easier for me. I slide off of the sofa and circle it. I clamp one hand on the frame, jump and land my butt on top of the back cushion. Yup, I’m ready. I grin wide at Ethan when I meet his amused gaze. “That’s it, mate. This will be more comfortable for all three of us.” I have no doubt he’s been planning this since we moved our little get-together to his living room. “On your hands and knees, love,” Ethan says. “I want you to face Xander. Point your ass towards me. I want my eyes on your glistening pussy.”
Delilah does as she’s told. In fact, she seems so excited, she shifts into position in the blink of an eye. I like her feisty side, but I really love it when she’s obedient like that. She sits on her knees and brushes her sticky red hair off her face. The beads of sweat from her recent climax still shimmer against her skin. The dark makeup around her eyes has smudged from her tears of pleasure and the remnant of the red lipstick she applied while we were still in the kitchen is smeared against her chin. In other words, she looks like a woman who’s been well sexed up. She’s absolutely gorgeous.
After admiring her beauty for a few long seconds, I fist my throbbing cock. I’m so hard, I’m going to have to be careful with her. “Come here, sweetheart.” I wave with my free hand. I watch her approach me with tits jiggling from side to side. Goddammit. When she gets close enough, I glide my cock across her lips in circular motions. A few drops of my moisture seep and she’s quick to lick them. Good girl. Without my having to ask, she sticks her tongue out. I push my cock inside her eager mouth. She closes her lips around it, purring. She starts by sucking my head—squeezing just enough to send tingles down the underside of my cock—before licking my tip like a lollipop. Even though she doesn’t use her hands to grip my base, she catches me inside her mouth after every lick. She’s so into it, completely lost to the moment. I’m tempted to demand that she opens her eyes and look at me, but the way she’s making love to my head is too mind-blowing. I’ll let her be. God, that woman’s mouth is a gift. “You can’t get enough of licking and sucking my big head?” She shakes her head without letting go of my cock. “You’re so good at this, I think I’m going to reward you. Do you know what it will be?” She shakes her head again. “A very big load of warm white release spewing down your throat. Do you want that?” She nods a few quick times. Her eagerness to answer me causes her ass to jiggle before swaying from left to right.
Wow. I look up and meet Ethan’s hungry eyes. We both grin at each other like fools. I think it’s safe to say that we know that all three of us will come in an epic way. After this, I doubt I’ll be able to go one day without her taking me in her mouth like she is now. “Open wider for me, sweetheart,” I command. I slide more of my massive cock into Delilah’s mouth. My leaking head disappears as her lips stretch around my thick cock. From the purring “Mmmmmmm” sounds she makes and the helpless way she’s looking up at me, I’m almost tempted to believe she’ll take me all the way to the balls. I know it’s wishful thinking on my part, but you can’t blame a guy for keeping hope alive. In all my years of fucking women, only Adele has managed to take me a little more than three-quarters of the way. All the others have shied away from the challenge.
Ethan shifts his focus to the seductive redhead who’s on her hands and knees servicing my cock. “Fuck.” Ethan growls. He’s positioned right behind Delilah. He’s caressing her ass with one hand. The other is around his cock. He’s not stroking it. He’s just holding it without adding any pressure. My take on it is that if he were to squeeze his dick, he’d spill all over her. “Seeing your ass wiggle like this with your lips wrapped tightly around my best friend’s cock makes me even hornier than I already am.” Frankly, I doubt that’s even possible given the size of his erection. “Do you want me to fuck you hard, love?” Delilah moans. I’ve got her too preoccupied to answer Ethan’s question. “Louder,” he presses. She grunts. He’s not playing fair and we both know it. “Do you want me to hit that secret spot deep inside you?” Does she even know what he’s talking about? She whimpers this time. “I can’t hear you.” Ethan is truly a kinky dictator tonight. He’s unleashing his carnal fury with such unrestrained boundaries, I doubt Delilah will last long. Heck, neither will I. “I’d say from the way you’re sucking him with such gusto, your lips were made for his cock. And mine.” Damn right. “You can’t get enough of Xander’s long thick meat, can you?” I’ve heard this guy’s dirty talk a lot of times in my life, but tonight, he’s even getting me worked up. Ethan’s eyes widen as he angles his head to the side. What just happened? “Oh, Xander, our dirty girl’s pussy is dripping like a tap. I mean her juices are trailing down her luscious thighs.” Ethan slides his fingers between Delilah’s lips and lifts them up at eye level as proof. She tightens her lips around my cock so hard, I growl. I fist her hair to pull her head back so that she doesn’t take too much of me in. I look up just in time to witness my best friend licking his fingers.
“Fuck, mate,” I say. “That’s so filthy, you’re making it hard for me to last.”
Ethan is blinking at me with an angelic face. Bastard. “Why did you stop her, Xander? She took every extra bit of you without complaining.” Surprisingly, she did.
“There’s plenty of time for that,” I remind him.
“I guess you’re right. Perhaps we should focus on the here and now. I guess I’m getting ahead of myself.” He chuckles. “I can’t wait for you to start pounding her mouth. If she’s soaking now, I can’t imagine how easily I’ll be able to slide into her when you do.”
“I’m sure it will be to Delilah’s advantage.” I grin.
Ethan chuckles. “No doubt.”
“You’re welcome,” I add with a wink.
His eyes shift to Delilah. “Are you ready for us, love?” She nods. I observe mesmerized as he moves closer to her ass. One hand is still fisting his sheathed, erect cock while the other grips our curvy little redhead’s waist. Delilah tilts her hips up in the air. Both Ethan and I lift our eyes at the same time and stare at each other. This moment transcends words. We know this is going to be unforgettable. “Look at you. When I fucked you last night, you could barely handle my length let alone my girth. Your tight little hole took a beating under Xander’s tongue a few minutes ago, but here you are wiggling your ass at me. I’m sure you were sore today, but that doesn’t seem to stop you. You’re dying for more.” Ethan moves his hand up and down the length of his long hard cock. “You like thick cocks?” Delilah whimpers against my cock. God, that feels amazing. “After us, you’ll never go back to short skinny dicks ever again.”
Delilah shakes her head. The visual is indescribable considering she’s holding my cock captive between her lips. Her hands are still firmly resting against the sofa. For obvious reasons, she can’t talk, but from her prompt reactions to my best friend’s questions it’s as if Ethan’s voice has conditioned her to respond like a freaking Pavlov
experiment. It’s amazing how perfect this woman is for us.
“What do you think, Xander?” Ethan asks.
I think that I don’t want her to ever get fucked by any other guys. The thought alone makes my blood boil. She belongs to us. Am I entitled to feel this way considering I know our time together has an end date? I’m sure I don’t, but I can’t help it. Of course, this isn’t the time to voice my possessiveness. “I’m pretty sure we’ve ruined her for all others. There’s no way she’ll ever be able to find two cocks like ours and I doubt she’ll ever be able to find two men who will worship every single inch of her as much as we do.”
“Well said, dear friend.” Ethan seems genuinely impressed with my answer. I’ve opened the door for him. He can take the conversation down a softer slope, but no, he keeps it dirty. “I can’t imagine that a puny five- or six-inch cock will satisfy you quite like my wide ride.” Without a word of warning, Ethan thrusts inside Delilah with force. Her body jerks forward, swallowing in a few more inches of me inside her month. Wow. Instinctively, I place my hands against her shoulders to prevent her from taking in more. She smiles around my cock and she’s looking up again with those mesmerizing blue eyes. Damn.
“Slap her tits, Xander. I want to see those globes swing from side to side.”
I lean forward and extend my hands. Instead of following Ethan’s orders, I knead her tits, feeling their heavy weight against the palms of my hands. God was so good to her when She gave her these. I pinch both nipples at the same time, sending her hips jerking up. Once I’m satisfied I give my best friend what he wants. I hit her tits, sending them jiggling all over the place. Jesus, that’s amazing. I’m going to have to remember to do that more often.
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