I drop the butt plug on the table and unfold the note. Without me having to ask, Jackie steps away to give me a little privacy.
Dear Delilah,
It’s already been four days since we’ve seen you. You can just imagine how much we miss you. Xander is restless and I’m not faring much better than he is. If you’re reading this note it’s because you already know what’s inside the box. Xander is salivating at the idea of seeing the lingerie on your curvy body. I’m also counting the hours until that happens. He selected those for you. As you know, for me, it’s all about those cock-hardening shoes. Both your boyfriends were on the same page on the heels. I have no doubt that whatever you wear tonight will complement those shoes beautifully.
We made reservations at eight PM at the French restaurant Le Bistrot Cocottes. I’m sure you’ll love it. It’s one of Xander’s favorites. We’ll pick you up at about seven.
I’m sure you must be a little surprised by the little toy in the box. I think you know how we feel about you. The way you lost your mind riding my cock with that large butt plug up your ass with Xander’s release dripping from your mouth is an image that will be seared in my memory forever. Both Xander and I want more. A lot more. That’s why we added a few extra goodies. The final decision is yours, of course. By wearing the extra-large butt plug all day and during dinner, you’ll be ready for us tonight. If you decide you’re not quite there yet, we’ll respect your decision and give you more time. Either way, one thing is certain, your boyfriends have every intention of ravishing your sexy-as-hell body tonight.
— Ethan and Xander
When I’m done reading their lovely note, I bring it and hold it close to my heart.
“You really have yourself an amazing pair,” Jackie comments. “And I’m talking about the guys, not the shoes.” She laughs.
“That’s funny. I agree. I feel so lucky to have them in my life. Men have never worshiped me the way they do and no one has ever brought me this much pleasure. They truly own me. One of them controls my orgasm while the other forces me to give him pleasure. The way they keep switching things on me makes me feel so vulnerable, but at the same time, I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I confess.
“I know exactly what you mean. It was the same for me when I was with David and Eric. It’s not only about how you feel about each one of them on their own, it’s really about how you’re willing to submit fully to them when the three of you are together. That’s what’s so mind-blowing about a threesome with two guys you click with. As you know, after I broke things off with my Aussie lovers, no matter how many times I tried other threesomes with other guys, it was never the same. It was just sex. There was no connection. Sure, we’d all have an orgasm, but I didn’t want to linger in bed with these guys and just chat about anything and everything. With David and Eric I did.”
“You’re right. Everything about my two guys is so hedonistic, carnal and downright sexual. I lose all my bearings when I’m with them. It’s freaking amazing and it’s incredibly scary at the same time… because it’s far more than just the toe-curling sex and a tsunami of heart-stopping orgasms. It’s also—” I lower my eyes. If I finish my sentence, I’ll be an open book to Jackie.
“Oh, my God, Delilah, are you falling for them?” Jackie asks.
“I’m way past that, Jackie. I’ve been in love with them for a while now.” Letting the words out stir so many emotions in me.
“Should I assume you haven’t told them?”
“This sort of thing never really works out for me so I’m a little shy in telling them how I feel. Love tends to elude me, remember. For the few guys I’ve had feelings for—and it’s never even been at this level—it’s usually one-sided. I don’t want to rock the boat with Ethan and Xander. Things are good the way they are. If they don’t feel the same way I do, it would kill me.”
“You’re robbing them of—”
“Unrequited love is the toughest form of love, Jackie,” I interrupt because I can’t deal with what she’s about to say. “I don’t know if my heart can take that kind of rejection. This is overwhelming enough.” I wave my hand in front of me as if to clear the slate. “It doesn’t matter anyways. I’m leaving soon. Two more months to go.” I punch my fist in the air in a feigned victory move.
Jackie shoots me a disapproving look. “Does Maggie know?” I’m grateful when she doesn’t pressure me.
“I did tell her when my feelings for them started to change, but they’re even stronger now. Much stronger. They consume me at times. Especially after the night of the gala.”
My roommate lets out a long sigh before dropping her hands onto my shoulders. “I’m not going to try to convince you that you’re approaching this the wrong way. I’ll let you come to that conclusion on your own.” I know she means well. She’s just never been in my shoes before. “Why don’t we move away from the subject of love and move to a topic you seem to be a lot more comfortable with? There is something I do want to know.”
“What is it?”
“Going back to the presents they sent you. I just want to make sure that given you’re new at this, you know what all of this means?” She points to the butt plug with her chin.
I nod. “I do. They’ve been preparing me for a while now. The last time we were together, they couldn’t stop talking about how eager they were to explore that part of me. And other than smaller butt plugs, they’ve been using their fingers.”
“Okay, that’s good. Especially given their generous size. That said, are you okay with taking it to the next level?”
“I’m nervous, but I am.”
“You’re not just agreeing to this because they want to double-stuff you?” Just hearing her say that turns me on.
I shake my head. “I’m not.”
“You’re sure?”
“I really want this with them.”
“I know I’m being a little overprotective, but I want to be certain you’re doing this for all the right reasons. It’s a big step—regardless if it’s with two guys or just one. You’re giving them a part of you that’s almost sacred.”
“I understand,” I say in a low voice.
“You should wear the butt plug for the rest of the day,” she suggests.
“Yeah, that’s what they recommend in the note.”
“That’s a great idea. It might feel a little weird at first, but you’ll get used to it. Walking should be interesting.” She winks.
I clear my throat and muster up the courage to ask the question that’s been consuming me for the past few minutes. “How is it to have two men inside you at the same time? Does it feel like you’re being ripped in half?” I laugh nervously.
Jackie’s eyes shift towards the clock on the wall. “You’re lucky I still have some time before I head to the office. I’m happy to share and answer every single one of your questions. There is one thing you should keep in mind.”
“What’s that?”
“Images speak louder than words.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll tell you how it was for me with my boys. I’ll give you the scene-by-scene recounting of my first time. That said, I encourage you to be a little daring and not only rely solely on what I’m willing to share.”
“How so?” I ask carefully.
“Do you have any plans for the day?”
“No. I was just going to indulge in an afternoon of pampering and then start getting ready for tonight.”
“So you have a lot of time on your hands?”
“Yes. Where are you going with this?”
“I’d encourage you to play a little… by yourself, Delilah.”
“I don’t think I’m following you.” I bring my eyebrows together.
“Honey, you’re sleeping with two gorgeous men who have very huge cocks. Their note details in very specific words what they intend on doing to you when you hook up with them later. Since you’re going to have that butt plug stuck between your cheeks all day, I’d take full adva
ntage of it.”
“I thought it was meant to prepare my butt… you know, to make it easier.”
She shrugs. “That’s one reason for using it.”
“And the other?” Jackie has far more experience than I do. I’m definitely at a disadvantage.
“I think you can perfect your threesome education while getting a little dirty. Think of it as a two-for-one special—I know you Americans love those sorts of deals. This is the same thing, but it’s the R-rated version. I know of your holier-than-thou attitude when it comes to porn sites, but trust me, the size of that thing is going to awaken a lot of delicious sensations in you—both in your pussy and your ass. You might as well milk it for all it’s worth.”
“You can’t be serious?” I scoff.
“Oh, but I am.” Her expression says it all. “No one will be here other than you. I can text you a few of my favorite sites or we can head to your bedroom right now and we can fire up your laptop.”
“I don’t know about this, Jackie. This is way out of my comfort zone.”
“And having two men fuck you at the same time isn’t?”
Okay, she got me. It takes me a second to come up with a reply. “Well, it is, but that’s different.”
“In what way?”
“I’m not alone in a room doing filthy things to myself,” I say, lifting my chin defiantly.
“Trust me, there’s nothing filthier than having a big cock pumping in and out of your ass. So your answer doesn’t stick. You’re going to have to do a better job than that to convince me to back off.” When I can’t come up with a valid answer, she continues. “Let’s take care of these dishes while you think about it.”
Oh, boy.
CHAPTER 69
Ethan
We barely exchange a word during the ride home. Considering how chatty we usually are, it’s clear that the sexual tension between us is thick.
The trip to the restaurant was the polar opposite. In fact, we couldn’t shut up—that is, until Delilah told us of her decision. After that, the words failed me. My girlfriend and my best friend were equally quiet after that. We did make a few jokes here and there over dinner, but contrary to our usual combustive conversations, tonight was pretty tame. It has nothing to do with the restaurant. Le Bistrot Cocottes is irreproachable and the food always surpasses my expectations. Don’t even get me started on the five-star service. Although it was an outstanding meal, we were all fairly distracted. I think it’s safe to say that for the most part we were all living in a dream.
I’ve had so many fantasies about this night well before I ever kissed Delilah’s lips. Now they seem to all be colliding at the same time in my head. I spend the trip looking out my window, holding Delilah’s right hand. It’s a beautiful warm summer night and as expected, the city is bustling with activity. At this time of the night, some are rushing to nearby watering holes while others are already forming a queue in front of their favorite nightclub. Thank God for small favors. Watching passersby as we zoom across the city helps me somewhat pretend that how fucking horny I am isn’t the only thing that’s really on my mind.
Xander mirrors me in every way. From time to time, we look at each other and grin knowingly.
When the chauffeured car pulls up in front of my house, I quickly get out. I glance behind to watch Xander pull Delilah behind him as he gets out on the other side. Now that we’re here, I can practically taste it. My whole body tingles with excitement. We’ve been waiting for this moment all day and now my balls are aching so badly, I don’t know what to do with myself. Long before I reach the door, the keys are already in my hand. With a few long strides, I’m standing in front of my door. I bolt inside my house and turn on the lights as I charge towards the kitchen with determined steps. When I hear the door close behind me, I know that both Delilah and Xander are inside.
“There’s no rush,” Xander shouts. I could definitely argue with that one. “Why are you walking so fast?”
“Yeah, I agree. As much as I love these shoes, they’re so high it makes walking comfortably slightly tricky, especially when I’m trying to keep up with one of my boyfriends.” It’s Delilah’s turn to voice her opinion. “I don’t know why he keeps forgetting that I’m so much shorter than he is,” she teases. “I’m this high and he’s this tall strapping guy. It’s pretty obvious.” She’s not sparing me with her sarcasm.
The pent-up energy brewing inside me is so all-consuming, it’s making me forget my manners. I stop dead in my track and slowly turn around to face the woman I want so damn much. “I’m sorry, love.”
She beams at me with a radiant smile. She looks absolutely gorgeous like always, but tonight there’s a resplendent aura about her. I close the gap between us and grab her in my arms. I lean down and she gets on the tips of her toes to meet me halfway. I press my lips against hers, tasting the sweetness of the creamy espresso chocolate mousse she had for dessert. The sensation of my tongue sweeping hers immediately calms me down. Holding her body close to mine, I kiss her, allowing myself to relish in her warmth. She returns my kiss with passionate heat, her hands roaming along my arms until she’s gripping the lapel of my jacket and pressing her tits firmly against my chest. After a few delicious minutes, I pull away from our embrace. The lust I read in her eyes makes it that much more difficult for me to hold back, but pressuring her would be ungentlemanly. With a furtive look, I meet Xander’s gaze. He arches his eyebrows in an appreciative way and grins at me. Yeah, we’re on the same wavelength. Changing subject to safer grounds, I say, “I have to repeat myself again, those look absolutely smashing on you.” I lower my eyes to her feet.
“Thank you.” She blushes. “You”—she points at me before turning around to face my best friend—“and you have great taste.”
She paired the shoes with a seductive two-piece outfit. The black top has a plunging V-neck that crisscrosses at the front. It’s cinched at the waist with a silver belt. Her tits are so inviting in this elegant top, it’s ridiculous. My hands were twitching to grope them all night long. From the way my best mate had his eyes glued on them, I know I’m not the only one. The two-toned white skirt with black circular prints hits her below the knee. It took all my will not to take advantage of the slit that runs in the middle of the skirt. Those few inches of bare skin put a lot of naughty thoughts in a man’s head.
“I accept, the shoes might be a little high, but they’re part of the fantasy. The way your calves pop… mmmm. They’re so tempting. I have to restrain myself not to drop to my knees and worship your feet.” I wink.
“Oh,” she lets out.
“Ethan is right. You look spectacular from head to toe,” Xander adds. “Are you sure it’s only the heels that are preventing you from walking comfortably?”
“Good point.” I piggyback on his repartee. “Is it not because of some additional and unusual tightness?” I mock.
She squints at me. “I assume you’re talking about your little gift.” She smiles.
“Yes, love.” I reach out and caress her cheek.
“Are you still okay with it in?” Xander asks.
“Surprisingly, yes.”
“I’m very glad to hear that.” I smile.
“Why don’t the two of you sit down. I’ll grab us all something to drink and we can talk a bit more about the presents we gave our girlfriend.” Xander is setting the stage.
“That’s a great idea. That said, I don’t want Delilah to have more than one. After that I’m cutting her off. She’s already had a few glasses of wine at the restaurant and I want her to be in full command of her senses. I don’t want her to have any regrets.”
“I doubt that would ever happen,” she responds with a warm smile.
“That may be the case, but I want you as close to sober as possible. Tipsy is okay, drunk is unacceptable to me.”
“Copy that,” Xander cheers. “What will it be, sweetheart?”
“It’s such a warm night, I wouldn’t mind a gin and tonic.”
“With cucumber or lime?”
“I still don’t understand this whole concept of adding vegetables to a drink. That’s why I can’t wrap my head around Caesars. I’m definitely going for the lime option,” she jokes.
“Coming right up. A cognac for you?” Xander asks me.
“Absolutely,” I say. Once again, Xander flashes me that look. If I know anything about him it’s that his erection most definitely matches mine.
“Kick off your heels and come sit right next to me,” I throw over my shoulder as I make my way to the sofa, all the while stripping out of my black jacket.
“I thought you like it when I keep my shoes on when you fuck me.”
I halt. I turn my head around, surprised by her boldness. “You’re right. I’ve already had my chance to salivate all over them. I have no doubt that feeling the points of your heels hit my back every time I thrust in and out of you would be surreal, but they’re not part of the plan for tonight.”
“So what do you have on the agenda and how worried should I be?” She laughs.
I take the last two steps that separate me from the sofa, turn around and plop my body on it. I tap the seat next to me with one hand while loosening my tie with the other. “Sit next to me. Once Xander comes back out with our drinks, we can answer all of your questions.”
We found out over dinner that Delilah was willing to take things to the next level. Bless Xander for being so playful. His ingenious idea got us the answer we had been waiting for. It also made it impossible to enjoy the rest of the meal without feeling the constant pressure of my erection against the zipper of my trousers. Since our girlfriend was hesitating between Parmesan crusted organic chicken and the dry aged prime sirloin as options for her main dish, Xander suggested that she picks the chicken if it’s a yes and the sirloin if she needs more time.
His idea was pure brilliance. When the waiter came to take our order, I couldn’t even think straight anymore. Delilah did a pretty good job at teasing us and keeping us guessing as long as she could by requesting that the waiter takes care of our orders first because she was still undecided. With bated breath, we waited for her to make her selection. When she told the waiter she was in the mood for juicy chicken with that cheeky smile of hers—and yes, she did stress the word ‘juicy’—I had to talk myself into remaining calm. The exaggerated Southern accent didn’t help one bit. This whole salacious ordeal was only compounded when the waiter said, “You absolutely can’t go wrong with the chicken. It’s the most succulent dish on the menu tonight. A real crowd-pleaser.” Little did he know how on point he was. The only thing I wanted to do was put an end to our dinner and whisk Delilah back to our place with Xander in tow.
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