breathing became labored, watching him. God, he loved to watch Jason fuck a
woman, loved to touch him while he fucked. Leaving his hand on Jason's arm,
caressing the bulging muscles there, Tony leaned down and kissed Jason
deeply. She looked over them with dazed eyes, shuddering with each thrust
of Jason's hard cock inside her.
Tony broke the kiss, and turned to Kate "Kiss me, Kate, kiss me while Jason
fucks you," Tony breathed in her ear.
Kate immediately reached for Tony with her mouth. There was no hesitation,
no worry over wrong or right. Tony was pleased with her acceptance of the
two of them.
Apparently it felt right to her, just as it did to him and Jason. It was as
if suddenly all the pieces of a puzzle fit together.
He met her halfway for the kiss, and kissed her long and tenderly. His
mouth sipped at hers, his tongue dipped in to taste, invited her to taste
him, his teeth nibbled at her lips. It was a deliberate contrast to the
hard, rough fucking that Jason was giving her. Her whole body shook with
each of his thrusts. He had forced her legs up around his waist, and was
holding her hips tight to him with one hand, while still bracing himself up
with the other.
Tony watched him out of the corner of his eye while he kissed Kate. Jason
fucking was a vision of brute strength, dominance, sheer physical beauty.
It made Tony hot and hard to watch him, to touch him and feel the harsh
strength of his thrusts. When they were fucking together, Tony could feel
Jason inside a woman, his cock slamming up against his own in there, and it
drove him wild. When they watched one another, Tony preferred to go second,
so he could watch Jason. Watching him first made Tony a better lover.
Kate began to moan, her mouth open wide under Tony's, gasping in air as the
deep vibrating sounds escaped and trembled onto his lips. Jason's thrusts
were so deep and hard, his cock so big, Tony could almost see the pleasure
radiating through her entire body. Suddenly she grabbed Tony, her arm
wrapping under his, so her hand could clutch his back. Her other arm was
around Jason's neck, and she dug her fingers into his shoulder. Tony knew
she was about to come. Jason lowered himself so most of his weight was
pressing down on her. It changed the angle of his cock inside her, and she
began a low, keening wail as the tremors started. Tony envisioned her pussy
clenching convulsively around the enormous, hard cock pounding her. Jason's
face was buried in her neck and he was kissing her, saying "Yes, baby,
yes," over and over, and Tony whispered into her mouth.
"Yes, Kate, yes, come for us, darling, come. Hold us tight. Mark me, Kate,
dig your nails into my back. I want a mark, especially from your climax
with Jason. I love watching him fuck you. Come hard, Kate, come hard for
us."
His dark whispers into her mouth pushed Kate over the edge and she sobbed
out and came hard for Tony, just like he asked. As she did she raked both
men with her nails, marking them, branding them.
Tony's mouth came down hard on hers as she came, swallowing her cries. He
heard Jason through the haze of Kate's climax.
"Again, sweetheart. I want to make you come again. Once more, and then I'm
going to explode inside your sweet pussy. Come on, come on," he chanted
low, pulling back roughly out of her arms, to kneel before her, grasping
her hips and fucking her long and deep, in and out. He took one hand, and
used his fingers to press and rub the sensitive peak, swollen and red,
peeking through her lower lips. He stared at Kate's pussy intently,
watching his cock fuck her, his fingers play with her.
Kate was still moaning. God, it felt so good, better than it had ever felt
before. No man had fucked her like this, ever—roughly, but with tenderness,
so in tune with her pleasure. She looked over at Tony helplessly. He was
watching both of them, but his eyes were drawn again and again to where
Kate and Jason were joined, and she looked down to see what fascinated him.
The sight of Jason's long hard cock pulling out of her pussy shining with
her juices, his fingers just as wet as they rubbed her, made Kate come
again, immediately. She instantly convulsed, crying out. Jason prolonged
the pleasure with his fingers, while he buried his cock deeply inside her
to ride out her orgasm.
"Oh, Christ, Kate, Tony," Jason cried out, as he too started to come, his
hips bucking, his hands pulling Kate even harder against him. She could
feel his semen, hot, so hot, as it poured out of him, and then surrounded
his cock inside her in its heat. As he filled her full he jerked
spasmodically, pumping her again and again until he was empty.
Kate was writhing beneath him, fucking his still hard cock. When he rolled
off her, and collapsed to the floor next to her, she cried "No," and tried
to pull him back.
Tony rolled over onto his back, his cock a hard spear jutting out of the
nest of dark hair at his groin. "Come, Kate," he whispered, trailing his
fingers down her arm, "come and take more. Take what you want."
Kate quickly rolled over and, straddling Tony, thrust down to impale
herself on his cock in one hard move. Tony sucked in a breath as her
incredibly wet, hot pussy surrounded his thick, equally hot phallus.
"Oh, Kate," he breathed roughly, "Tony," she sobbed over and over, as she
sat up straight, her hands resting on his hard abdomen. She looked down at
him, her eyes glittering in her face. "So beautiful, beautiful Tony, mine,
mine," she said as she ground her pussy against him, pushing him repeatedly
against the sweet spot deep inside.
Jason regained his breath, and had to go to them. It was more than need, it
was a compulsion; he couldn't not be part of their fucking. He crawled over
and straddled Tony behind Kate. His hands came up to cup her breasts as she
rode Tony hard in front of him.
"Yes, Kate, let me feel you fuck him. Show me how you fuck Tony," he
whispered, looking down over her shoulder to watch Tony's cock disappear
into her pussy over and over. He felt Tony's thigh muscles tighten and
release as he met Kate's thrusts, and it was a wicked pleasure. Yes, he'd
fucked a woman with Tony in a similar position before, but he wasn't
fucking Kate now. He was letting Tony fuck them, and it was so damn erotic,
he could barely breathe.
Tony met his eyes over Kate's shoulder, and the communion nearly undid him.
Kate leaned down over Tony and whispered, "Yes, Tony, fuck us. Fuck us
hard."
He nearly toppled Kate with the force of his next thrust, and she laughed
in sheer joy. Jason smiled wickedly over her shoulder, leaned down and
licked her skin, then bit her. When he saw Jason's teeth sunk in her
shoulder Tony visibly trembled with the force of his oncoming climax.
"Oh God, Kate, I can't," he gasped, trying to hold her still, trying to
avert disaster.
Jason reached down and ran two fingers down the soft crease of her pussy
lips until he touched the root of Tony's cock, buried in her. The touch of
his hand there made both Kate a
nd Tony cry out, and their hips jerked.
Jason closed his eyes at the pure heaven of feeling Tony's cock pump in and
out of Kate's pussy. He made himself pull his hand back, and used two
fingers, now wet with cream, to grasp her hard, swollen bud and rub it
between them, pulling gently in the motion she had liked before. She cried
out and pressed down deeply on Tony's cock, and they both came hard,
moaning and grinding against one another.
Kate collapsed against Tony's chest, boneless after the stunning orgasm
brought on by Tony's hard cock and Jason's sweet, magic fingers. Both of
them touching her, loving her, at the same time, Jason behind her while
Tony fucked them both was beyond her wildest dreams, her most forbidden
fantasies. She listened to the thunder of Tony's heartbeat and felt Jason's
hand gently stroking her back, soothing.
Tony's hands softly caressed her thighs, still straddling him. For a few
minutes they rested thus, as Kate's pulse and breathing returned to normal,
as Tony's cock slowly slid from her. Jason lay down beside Tony, and ran
his fingers through Kate's hair, then kissed the top of her head.
She didn't notice when she started drifting into sleep...
A few days after their first meeting, Tony and Jason asked Kate to walk
with them on the promenade, to take the evening air, and talk.
As they were walking slowly together, making small talk, Kate suddenly
surprised them with a "real" question "How did it start?" they paused in
their step "Tony and you?" she directed her question to Jason, while Tony
was holding her hand, playing with her fingers.
"It was a horrible time in my life, almost a decade ago; Tony and I were
living together, because I was still in college and she just got divorced"
Jason said "I began to feel as if I was walking in a haze, separated from
the rest of the world. Nothing and no one could touch me, not emotionally.
I was dying inside. I needed some connection to the living, and so did
Tony, but we didn't know how to make that connection. We were still having
sex with women, but there was no connection there, no emotion. It was like
eating, a physical need met, but that was all. Until I walked in on Tony
and a woman one night, in our tent."
Kate studied his face, she could see the shadows of the past passing over
his face "I walked in on them," Jason continued, looking directly at her,
"and without thinking I joined them. I tore off my clothes and fell on
them. It was Tony, you see, Tony was my connection, I just hadn't realized
it. I can't even remember the woman's name, or her face, just the feeling
of being close to Tony, of sharing that woman with him, that moment, that
life-affirming act. We fucked the poor girl so hard, and so long, that
night, I was surprised when she walked out the next morning." He chuckled
wryly. "I know I could hardly walk, myself."
Kate laughed softly, visions of Tony fucking Jason so hard he could hardly
walk the next day danced through her mind, and in her mind, the faceless
woman became her, and her nether area tingled.
Tony hugged Kate to him, and licked her ear; she shuddered in his arms. He
murmured "Lord, yes. You were like a madman, and so was I. When I watched
you, touched you, felt your body, it was as if I could finally breathe
again. I knew, as soon as you fell on us, that life would never be the same
again. And I've never regretted it."
The sun set, and darkness covered the beach. Slowly, Tony led Kate and
Jason to a bench behind some trees, a secluded spot, hidden from the rest
of the promenade. Tony sat down, and held both her hands, looking up at her
"The point is, Kate, that even without you, there is a Jason and me. But
with you, it's, oh Christ, I'm not saying this right. I love Jason, it's
not enough for us; he is my lover, but I want you to be my lover, too; and
his. Does that make sense?"
Kate slowly nodded, sitting next to him. "Yes, I understand, I think."
Jason laughed with them, and moved to sit on the other side of Kate, and
the three of them settled back against the bench. Kate left her right hand
in Tony's lap, but took Jason's hand with her other hand. She squeezed both
hands, making a connection without words. They sat that way for a while,
quietly.
Finally Jason turned his head to look at Kate.
"Would you move in with us?"
Kate looked back and forth between them, her head swimming. Move in with
them? She hesitated. She could say no, she should say no, but she didn't
want to.
"How would that work? Would I have my own room, my own bed?" Jason
shrugged, he obviously didn't think that far. Tony quickly replied "you can
move in with Jason; his bed is larger, and besides, each night we could all
sleep wherever we wanted to. You would have your own space, of course."
Kate bit her lip in indecision. "What about society? Your families?"
"Society can go to the devil," Jason said happily. "We've our own society
of friends that will accept this relationship, and we don't need anyone
else."
"What do you mean? What friends?" Kate squirmed on the bench, trying to get
comfortable, and Tony turned sideways, pulling her in to lean back against
his chest.
After a moment she relaxed there, and let Jason pull her feet up in to his
lap. He pulled off her shoes and began to rub her feet, making Kate sigh
with pleasure. Tony began to massage the nape of her neck, and she arched
into his clever fingers.
"Well," he drawled, rubbing his cheek against her hair, "once we started
being a couple, we felt we needed to be around other people who understood
us. We have several friends who "paired up" this way."
Kate sat up, and turned to look at Tony in astonishment. "Really? Who
else?"
Jason laughed, and tweaked her little toe, causing her to yelp. "Wouldn't
you like to know, puss? Don't worry. You'll meet all of them, eventually."
"I'd like that." She said.
"Is that a yes?" Tony whispered in her ear, licking the sensitive spot just
below her lobe. Kate shivered. "A yes?" she questioned breathlessly,
arching her neck to the side to give him more room.
Suddenly Jason rose on his knees, and straddled Kate's outstretched legs.
He reached down and began to inch her dress up her legs. "A yes to our
question?" he told her, stopping his hands when her garters were exposed.
He began to pull one off slowly. "Will you move in with us?"
"No," Kate told him, "it's not a yes." Her voice was wavering, desire and
fear fighting for control. "I'm scared. Scared of what will happen, scared
for me, scared for the future. I guess I... I need more time." She began to
pull her legs away, but Jason stopped her, his grip firm but gentle.
"So it's to be a proper wooing, then?" he asked with a devilish grin.
"Flowers and poetry and love songs, dancing and dallying? I can do that."
He began to pull off her other garter. "What about you, Tony? Can you
handle it?"
Tony slid one arm around her, and cupped her breast, rubbing his thumb over
her hard nipple. Kate arched her back on a gasp. "I ca
n handle it, if you
can," he told Jason roughly. "Particularly the dallying. I'm very good at
dallying." His mouth came down on Kate's exposed shoulder, in a hot, wet
open-mouthed kiss. She moaned as his tongue flicked her sensitive skin.
"Poetry?" Kate gasped. "No, no poetry."
Jason laughed low in his throat, the sound vibrating straight through Kate
to set her pussy clenching. "You don't like poetry?" he asked teasingly. "I
know some very good ones. `There once was a man from Budapest, who loved to
nibble a woman's breast--'" he paused to glide his hands slowly up Kate's
thighs, pushing her dress higher. "`When he saw a fair flower, he plucked
it. When he saw a fair maid, he fucked it.'"
Kate would have laughed out loud if she wasn't so breathless from Jason's
touch, and Tony's mouth working magic on her neck and shoulders.
At Jason's last line, Tony had to pull his mouth from Kate's neck to laugh.
"Good lord, that was hilarious in Salamanca, but leaves something to be
desired here."
Jason pushed Kate's dress the last few inches up, exposing her hot center,
just visible through the slit in her drawers. "Oh, there is definitely
something to be desired here."
His comment was made in a voice rough with laughter and lust, and Kate felt
her bones melt at the sound. She gave them this--this laughter, this desire,
this happiness.
And suddenly she understood. She helped keep the wolves at bay for both of
them, as well.
Kate grabbed Jason's hand as he reached out to touch her. He uncurled his
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