“Oh, my. Oh, my. Oh, my. I’m… I’m… Jesus,” Delilah shouts at the top of her lungs. Without so much as a warning, I pull the soft sex toy out of her. Slapping her ass would be more pleasure than punishment, so instead, I insert two fingers into her ass in one clean sweep. Since she’s holding back from us, I don’t take it slow. Her body goes rigid, her back arches, thrusting her butt up higher, inviting me to slide in deeper. “Oh, fuck,” she cries out. She clenches my fingers with such force, I let out an animalistic growl I don’t even recognize.
“Now, Delilah,” I command before sliding my tongue inside her ear.
She loses it. “Yes. Dear God. Yes.” She convulses, wailing her climax in short cries in sync with each time she applies pressure against my finger. How I manage not to spill all over myself after this, I’ll never know. That was way too hot to handle. There are no words to describe what we just shared. I’ve never experienced anything this sensual when I’ve shared another woman with my best friend. I definitely intend on repeating that over and over again. Evidently, sex is at the core of a threesome, but that had to be one of the most intense and sexually satisfying moments of my life. And to think, I haven’t even climaxed yet.
This weekend might have started out with one goal—making Delilah our girlfriend—but after this, I’d have to say that Xander’s words were prophetic. This is truly about all three of us becoming one.
CHAPTER 53
Xander
Delilah is so loud, I’m grateful we live in a secluded area. Had we not had such distance from our neighbors, I’m certain a concerned soul would have called the police reporting a woman being tortured. In our case, it’s more a case of extreme passion than persecution. Ethan and I masterminded this evening with every intention of making our sexy girlfriend lose all her senses. I think it’s safe to say we’ve surpassed our goal by a large margin. From the way she’s trembling and chanting, “Dear God,” over and over again, I’m willing to bet she doesn’t even remember her own name.
For the first time since we started this raunchy evening, I take note of the intimate position we find ourselves in. I’m on my back against the mattress with Delilah’s pussy dripping against my face and the peaks of her nipples caressing my legs. She’s on all fours with Ethan pressing his body against hers. When I look up, his cock is staring right at me. Thank God he’s resting the bulk of his weight against his fists or else he’d crush Delilah and his balls would land smack in the middle of my forehead. I much prefer his cock at a distance or when it’s ramming into a woman we’re sharing. This is a little too close for comfort. That said, I’m willing to forgive him given how hard we made Delilah come.
“That was music to my ears.” Ethan straightens up before taking a step back. “I don’t think you’ve ever come this hard since we’ve been together.”
“I think you mean I’ve never come that hard in my entire life. I swear there were post-climactic ripples traveling through my body for at least fifteen minutes straight,” she says between heavy breaths. “For all the times I’ve complained that I wouldn’t be able to survive your unrestrained raunchiness, I think God has proven me right tonight.”
Ethan and I laugh. She manages a shy laugh.
I tap her ass a few times and she understands my silent message. She scoots her body forward, turns around and sits on the mattress. She then brushes her hair off of her face before resting against her hands. She rubs her legs together before crossing them at the ankles. Ethan and I follow her every move. Once she’s found a comfortable position, Ethan climbs onto the bed and sits next to her. They’re both facing me. His cock is at full mast and mirrors how mine is still hard as iron. We’re so going to have to take care of that problem soon.
“In all seriousness, are you okay?” I ask.
“It’s hard to say,” she starts, shifting her eyes from mine to my best friend’s. “My body has never experienced anything quite like that before. I really didn’t think it was possible to feel that way,” she admits.
“But nothing hurts, right?” The concern in Ethan’s voice is audible.
She shakes her head. “No. I guess I’m a little surprised that my ass isn’t hurting or burning as much as I thought it would.” You’re probably not going to say the same thing when we actually fuck you.
“It’s because the plug we bought for you is made of silicone. It’s soft enough to glide in easy, yet it has the right amount of rigidity to enhance your orgasm,” I explain.
“By the time I switched to my fingers, your body had grown accustomed to seeking that clenching sensation,” Ethan says. That’s what sent her over the edge screaming. “Combined with Xander’s sucking on your clit, I’m willing to bet all your senses were on alert.”
“And you’d win that bet, mister,” she laughs. She changes positions and sits with her legs crossed. “I was switched on like a Christmas tree. I’ve never watched a rocket launch for space, but that bubbly sensation that ignited in my body when you pushed your fingers inside me was out of this world. I stopped breathing for a second and then it was like this massive wave washing over me. It’s indescribable. I never thought that my forbidden place could hold that much pleasure.”
You’ve seen nothing yet. “Does that mean you’re okay with having a foreign object inserted inside you?” I ask.
“In a New York minute. The second you turned on that vibrator, nothing else mattered.”
“We can do it again?” I know I’m pushing her but I’m eager to speed up her prep time so we can ditch the plug and fill her up with our cocks instead.
“Surprisingly, yes.” Now we’re talking.
“Maybe next time we can try a bigger-size plug.” You guessed it, it’s not a question. I love how greedy Ethan is.
She nods. “Sure.” She’s maybe shy about it, but it’s not a no. “I’m not sure I should say this aloud…” She lets her words hang.
“Remember, you can tell us anything.” I caress her legs, cajoling her into saying what she’s holding back
“There should be no secrets between us, love.” Ethan strokes her cheek with the back of his hand. She leans into it like a sweet little kitten.
She lowers her eyes and chews on her lower lip. She doesn’t speak for a few long seconds. Neither my best friend nor I press her. We wait patiently. Clearly whatever she has to say is a big deal.
“I really… I mean it felt good… really, really good. It shouldn’t have… considering, but it did. I don’t know how to say this…”
My eyes dart towards Ethan. He raises an eyebrow, tilts his head and gives me a quick nod. I think we’re on the same page here. I suspect I know where this is going, but I want to hear the words from her. “What exactly are you saying?”
She still doesn’t respond. She looks up at Ethan and blinks from under her eyelashes.
Ethan combs his fingers through her hair before leaning and dropping a soft kiss on her cheek. “Your secret is safe with us.” Her eyes shift my way like she’s looking for my approval. I nod.
“Ethan’s fingers felt so good inside me.” She pauses. “Okay, I’m lying. It felt amazing.”
“Really?” My mouth is salivating at her revelation.
“What exactly did you like about it?” Ethan has the presence of mind to ask her to elaborate. I don’t. I’m already picturing my cock sliding into her ass and her loving every inch of it.
“You’re probably going to think I’m this really depraved woman.” She looks away.
“No,” Ethan and I shoot in unison.
“Promise?”
“I think we’ve proven how dirty we like it. Trust me, we can take it.” Ethan steals the words right out of my mouth. I’m glad he gives her the reassurance she needs.
“I was so turned on when you started pumping your fingers in and out of me—it’s wrong, and yet so right. When you wiggled them inside me, I thought I was going to lose my mind. The full feeling of having a finger in my ass put me over the edge. The way Xander was inserting his t
ongue inside me every time I sat on his face… I can’t even find the words to properly describe that dirty combination. I think knowing that what we were doing was so illicit did the trick. I also think the fact that I trust you implicitly helped unleashing my inhibitions.” Wow. Ethan’s long fingers don’t hold a candle next to his massive cock. I’m fairly certain Delilah knows that.
“You liked it that much?” I know I’m asking her to repeat herself, but this is important.
“I did. As a matter of fact, I love it.” She looks away again. Her cheeks and her chest are rosy pink from the weight of her confession.
Hearing her say that is such a turning point in our relationship.
I shoot Ethan a furtive look. “Can we push you further?” I ask.
I expect her to take a few seconds to think about it, but her rapid answer surprises me. “Absolutely.” There’s not a shred of hesitation in her voice. She’s just expressed her desire to take it to the next level. My arousal just shot to stratospheric levels.
We can certainly keep taking turns fucking her while the other pumps her mouth, but it’s only when we take her together—claiming both her pussy and ass at the same time—that we will truly become one.
Ethan flashes her a seductive smile. “You gave us the most beautiful gift by submitting fully to us. Thank you for being willing to take that ride with us.” Delilah returns his warm smile. Ethan’s eyes pull away from hers and lock into mine. “Xander, you did a good job on the tongue action. She only needed a few licks to get off.” Ethan chuckles.
“Any time, mate.” I grin proudly. “You never have to ask me twice to feast on her juices.”
“I don’t know about you but I’m desperate for release.” I guess Ethan decided that we’re done with the heart-to-heart.
“I’m way past that,” I quip.
“Oh, gosh.” Both her hands fly up to her cheeks. “See what you do to me? That was so sinful, it caused me to lose my bearings. What kind of girlfriend am I if I don’t even take care of my boyfriends?”
“There’s no need to be so hard on yourself, sweetheart,” I say. “There’s plenty of time for you to redeem yourself. That was merely the warm-up.” She rolls her eyes.
“Xander is right.” Ethan takes advantage of my cockiness. “In fact, I think we should start immediately.”
“You do?” she asks teasingly.
“Mm-hmm. It’s ill-advised for you to carry that kind of burden for too long. I wouldn’t want to prevent you from absolving yourself.”
“I’m sure you have my well-being in mind,” she quips.
“Always.” Ethan’s tone is deep. “We are talking about your soul, after all.”
“I bet we are.” She doesn’t miss a beat.
Ethan drops his eyes to his cock before shifting them to her pussy. “Spread your legs, love,” he commands. And there you have it. Delilah obeys. Since she’s sitting across from me, she’s fully exposed for my pleasure. “Xander, I hope you’re enjoying the view?”
My eyes shoot up to his. I bypass the obvious answer and ask, “Do I get to lick her again?” I’m already eager to dive between her legs.
“No. We’re going to change things up a little bit.” I expect him to elaborate, but he just grins without giving me a hint of what he has in mind.
I’m taken aback when he slides his fingers into Delilah’s pussy. We stare at each other for a few short seconds until I am so consumed by watching what he’s doing to her that my eyes drop.
Ethan traces a circle under the hood of her lips and Delilah’s voice catches at the back of her throat. “Oh, God,” she hisses. Ethan remains unaffected. He continues taking his pleasure and fueling mine. Her body trembles as he fondles her. “Ethan,” she purrs when he skates his fingers over her clit. He pushes two fingers inside her. She clutches his arm, choking down a moan.
When Ethan pulls out his fingers from inside her, a string of slickness trails. The sight is so sensual, I cup my balls, grunting. “Look how ready she is for you, Xander,” Ethan says.
“She’s so fucking wet,” I exclaim. Delilah’s gaze, veiled with lust, makes this moment even more intense than it already is.
“Indeed she is,” Ethan agrees. “And guess what?”
“What?”
“She tastes so good.” He raises his fingers and brings them up to his lips. The movement is slow, deliberate, calculated. In other words, it’s pure Ethan. He sticks them into his mouth and makes those raunchy sounds that stiffen my balls. Instinctively, my own mouth drops open, wishing I were the one licking off her juices from my fingers. He takes his time, unrushed, while Delilah and I stare at him mesmerized. “You’d love to get your mouth on that again?”
Bastard. “You know I would.”
“Tsk.” The animalism I read in Ethan’s eyes is unsettling. “Too bad it’s not part of the program.” My cock is already hard, but his refusal adds to my growing desire. “Not to mention you can’t be that greedy. You just had her in your mouth.” He’s right, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t welcome another go at her. When I don’t respond, Ethan glides his hand down Delilah’s soft stomach until his fingers are lodged deep inside her pussy. He resumes his naughty play and she starts moaning again. He’s not only going after her tonight. He’s going to do his best to make me lose my mind when I come.
He closes his eyes, tilts his head back and starts pumping in and out of her. He’s at it for a while until he changes his cadence and proceeds to rubbing her instead. He spends a few moments caressing her languorously and she grunts in response. The noises her pussy juices make as Ethan spreads them all over is intoxicating. Her eyes flutter for a few seconds before closing. She’s lost to the moment. So am I. The only difference is I can’t look away. When Delilah finally opens her eyes again, the raw desire emanating from them seals the deal. I’m okay with Ethan deciding when I come as long as I’m the one who makes her come hard.
“Mmmm.” She moans, licking her lips. Unexpectedly, her hand flies to Ethan’s rock-hard cock and she grips it tight. Now they’re both looking at me with fire in their eyes.
“Delilah,” Ethan says in a low throaty growl before grabbing her hand and closing his on top of it. “I love you this naughty.” He slides their hands up and down his cock, which seems to grow bigger with every stroke. I reach for mine and mirror their movements. Fuck. Watching Delilah’s fingertips caressing Ethan’s cock in this way is carnality at its best. Together they pump Ethan in a slow and easy rhythm. I follow their steady cadence without rushing things. After a few delicious minutes, Ethan’s hand comes to a halt. “If we keep at it, I’m going to come. I don’t want that to happen just yet.”
Delilah pouts. “But I want to pleasure you like you did me.” Her plea is endearing.
“Don’t argue. When I need you to take care of me, I’ll let you know.” His hand lifts off hers and he brings it up to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss inside her palm. The gesture is so tender and contrasts from what was occurring not long ago. Just when I think Ethan is allowing his softer side to shine, he proves me wrong. “I think Xander is feeling lonely. Go suck him off.”
My eyes dart up to his and I’m blinded by his cocksure smile. I’m very aware how filthy Ethan can get, but this is a particular kind of debauchery—even for him. Delilah doesn’t wait to be asked twice. She’s already crawling on the mattress towards me, her heavy tits swinging from left to right as she approaches. We’re beyond lucky those are ours. Her tits are practically too big to fit into my large hands and I thank God for that.
She stops and sits back on her legs. She holds my gaze to make sure she has my undivided attention. She smiles. She knows I only have eyes for her. She then does something that blows my mind. She brings her hands up to her breasts and kneads them sensually. When she lifts her left one to her mouth, I gasp. I don’t expect this to go much further, but she’s just getting started. She sticks out her tongue and flicks her peak a few times before closing her mouth around her nipple and sucking hard.
Her blue eyes never leave mine. Jesus Christ. I swear to God, I think I’m going to spill all over myself. She’s gorgeous perfection.
Slap.
“God.” She lets go of her tits. The way they bounce against her chest puts the most-viewed porn video on the Internet to shame. Her hands move to her ass, rubbing the sore spot, before she whips her head around, staring incredulously at the culprit. I didn’t see that coming and clearly, neither did she.
“Your tits belong to us, Delilah. We suck on them. When I want you to channel the dirty girl inside you, I’ll let you know. Your job is to suck our cocks. Are we clear?” She nods. That sly grin still hanging from her lips tells me she’d be willing to go against my best friend’s wishes and do it again in a heartbeat. Our little Texan definitely loves getting spanked. “Speaking of which, what did I ask you to do?”
“Take care of Xander’s cock,” she answers in a soft voice.
“Exactly. Now get to it.”
I bow to Ethan’s sexual dominance tonight. Not only is he pushing the envelope, there’s no way for me to predict where he’ll take things. There’s an undeniable authoritative edginess to the way I demand a woman submits to me, but Ethan takes the art of being an alpha male to the nth level.
Delilah resumes her journey and starts crawling again. Before her lips are even around my cock, it’s already throbbing with anticipation. She smiles as she gets closer. I return the favor. When she’s only a few inches away, I reach out and gently slap her tits. We both watch them jiggle. Damn, those are lethal. Once the show is over, she places her hands against the mattress on each side of my legs. She lowers her head and starts dropping a flurry of kisses along my body. She moves from my toes, up my legs before traveling up my thighs with her tongue. When she gets to my cock, she hovers over it for a few beats. Her long red hair tickles every part of me. Her warm breath against the moisture seeping from my cock is delirious. With one hand she cups my balls as her lips find my needy head.
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