Now she felt comfortable, but she was still buzzing. Her mind was going round and round in circles. Remembering times with them where something could have happened, but it didn't. So many missed opportunities.
Alex had liked her. Jacob had liked her.
And she had run away, oblivious.
She wasn't going to let it happen again. If there was any chance that this trip was rekindling any feelings the two of them might have had for her, then she was going to act on it. She wasn't going home with regrets. Not this time.
She wanted to touch herself again. She wanted to touch them. She wanted them to touch her.
She wanted them inside her.
The noise of the tent opening startled her out of her thoughts but she relaxed as she saw Alex’s face appear at the entrance. He smiled as he crawled in, raising his eyebrows as he saw her long and naked legs. She screwed up her nose at him in a mock sneer and then smiled.
‘I’m going to leave the door open and close the flysheet,’ he whispered. ’Much too hot in here.’ He glanced down at her legs again as he spoke.
She moved them aside so he had space to sit down and turn around as he zipped up the mesh inner. Then he was stripping off his shirt and throwing it into the corner. Rose couldn’t help but stare as he winked back.
He crawled up past her and gripped her thigh for a fleeting moment, squeezing it before rolling onto his side on top of his own sleeping bag.
‘You’re so cheeky,’ she said, giggling quietly.
He lay back, looking up at the roof of the tent as Rose lay back down, turning on her side to face him and tucking her hands under her cheek.
‘So you did like me?’ she said. ‘All those years ago.’
Alex looked thoughtful for a moment before nodding. He pulled his knees up to his chest suddenly, then unbuckled his belt and removed his trousers, sliding them off awkwardly but efficiently inside the small space of the tent.
Rose tried but couldn’t resist glancing down.
‘Eyes up here, Prim,’ laughed Alex. ‘Besides you haven’t evened the score yet.’
Rose grinned mischievously.
As he turned back to face her, she grabbed the hemline of her top and pulled it up and over her face, revealing her breasts just for a second.
The rush of exhilaration was dizzying.
When she covered herself up again, she found Alex with his eyes wide and his mouth open and she tried hard not to laugh.
‘There, now the score is even. Well, sort of, I haven't seen anything,’ she said, glancing down again at Alex’s crotch. ‘Doesn’t seem fair to me.’
As she peeked, she thought she saw movement down there. Was he getting hard? She could see that his mind was racing.
She looked into his eyes and found they were burning so brightly with lust that it scared her a little. She could tell he wanted to lean across and kiss her, but he wasn't going to. Not with Jacob behind her. The conflict in his face was like a raging battle.
Time to take a risk.
She reached down and brushed her hand across his chest, holding her palm against it for a moment. Then she slid it down between his pecks and across his stomach.
For a while she stayed there, stroking his abs and tracing her fingers over the bumps and crevices, eager to go on, but taking it slow.
They were at the precipice. If she continued, they would go over the edge and everything would be different. The meaning of the last ten years would change and it could never go back. She still had time to stop, to change her mind and pretend she was just teasing, like two teenagers pushing the boundaries of the other to see which one breaks first.
She made up her mind.
Smiling, she raised a finger to her lips as she flattened the palm of her hand and slipped it inside his underwear, searching and feeling and then closing her fingers around his cock and as soon as she did, it felt like fireworks were exploding inside her head.
It was actually happening.
They weren’t going to make love, not without waking Jacob and she wasn’t sure if she was ready for that yet anyway, but something was happening.
For years she had wanted them, and over the last two days things had changed. Maybe it was being away for three years, or maybe it was all of them being a few years older and little more mature. Either way, this wouldn’t have happened back then, it couldn’t have. They were too young, too fickle and immature. But now it was, and it felt right. It felt good. It felt incredible.
She slid her hand up and then down his shaft slowly.
Really slowly.
She wanted to savour it, not rush it.
To feel every twitch and pulse.
To see every expression of pleasure.
Rose could feel him harden in her grip, she wanted him inside her so much, but not with Jacob asleep next to them.
One step at a time.
She loosened her fingers and played with his head, running her thumb over the tip and down and around, and she watched eagerly as he strained and writhed to her touch as the fingers he’d once dreamt of simply holding in his hand, pleasured him.
Now she ran those fingers lightly down his shaft and underneath, feeling for his balls and finding them. She cupped them in her grasp and rolled them back and forth, and then she was clasping his thick member in her palm again firmly and thrusting her hand up and down.
It felt surreal.
She half wondered if she was dreaming.
For ten years she had wanted this moment, and for so many countless lonely nights she had dreamt of it. Now it was actually happening.
Well, almost.
Alex closed his eyes, unable to focus now, feeling Rose’s soft and supple hands sliding up and down him and then he felt himself pulse deep inside.
He was going to orgasm, she could sense it. He wasn't going to last. He couldn't, even if he tried. She understood, and it made her feel so incredibly happy and special.
His mouth was open, his eyes were beginning to glaze over and lose focus and his whole body was stiffening and twitching.
She suddenly realised he was going to cum on the groundsheet, and she didn’t want that. She didn’t want him to waste his seed by letting it spray over the canvas, so impulsively, she wriggled closer to him.
With her free hand she pulled on the elastic of her knickers and slipped the head of his cock inside, pressing his wet glans up against her opening and holding the material of her underwear against his shaft.
He sensed what she was doing and she felt him surge and thrust and convulse in silence and then his arm shot out and held onto her naked hip to steady himself as he came against her.
Alex was cumming by her touch.
Her Alex.
Hers at last.
She could feel his warmth spreading inside her knickers, rope after rope of cum splashing against her lips and pooling around and against her, sticky and wet.
As he kept on twitching and squeezing she felt an unexpected climax building within herself, and to stop from crying out she shot forward and kissed him hard on the lips.
For just a second the head of his still hard cock slipped inside her pussy and then out again, and she came.
Alex’s strong arms held her tightly as she shook, her mouth wide open, their foreheads pressed together, his other arm now holding her cheek as she shuddered and tried to control her breathing.
For one brief, heavenly second, Alex had been inside her.
Other men had fucked her and made love to her, but none of them had made her orgasm. She’d always just pretended, gone through the motions and told them it was great. Alex had accidentally slipped inside her for a second and she had climaxed.
Her body was still quivering, but her breathing was slowing down now. She looked up into his eyes again and then kissed him, long and hard.
It felt like they were making up for lost time. His lips pushing urgently against hers, her tongue searching and pressing into his mouth. Both of them were doing their best to be quiet
and to not wake up Jacob, but both were finding it hard to restrain themselves. After a while they stopped and lay next to each other, looking into one another's eyes, unable to speak and trying to say everything with their expressions.
Eventually, Alex fell asleep, unable to keep his eyes open any longer. His body finally, yet unexpectedly satisfied and spent, he dropped into a deep slumber.
But Rose was still wide awake. She was still struggling to take in what had just happened. This was what she had always wanted, but not just Alex, she wanted Jacob too.
She wanted more.
She’d had a taste now. Not literally, but hopefully that would come.
She wanted them both.
Feeling naughty again, she slipped her fingers inside her underwear and found the sticky warm spot where Alex had cum, sliding up and down and playing with it as she thought about his face in the moment he’d climaxed.
She wanted to see Jacob’s face too.
She was getting aroused again.
Jacob was snoring quietly and he shifted beside her.
Rose rolled over to look at him.
He opened his eyes and looked around and then saw that she was awake.
‘Can't sleep?’ he whispered.
Rose shook her head.
‘Another bad dream?’ he mouthed.
She shook her head again and reached out for his hand.
She entwined her fingers in his and stroked his knuckle with her thumb, then brought him close to her lips and kissed the back of his wrist. She breathed in deeply, her eyes closed and when she opened them she found Jacob staring wild and confused, but that look was back. That way that he had looked at her as they'd wrestled in the dirt the day before. As he’d pinned her down with his strength and body.
He was more hesitant than Alex though.
Shuffling forward, she reached up with her hand and placed it on the side of his face, looking deep into his eyes and glancing down at his lips.
Jacob’s nerves betrayed his eyes. She could feel his hand shaking in hers and she loved him all the more for it. She could tell he wanted to kiss her, so she leaned forward and softly and quietly, pressed her lips against his and waited for him to kiss her back.
It didn’t take long.
As soon as her lips touched his, Jacob’s hands slid up her side and pulled her close to him with a strength that surprised her and in response she wrapped her arm over his back, feeling his muscles ripple as he pressed himself against her body.
Only minutes ago Alex had cum inside her knickers and then made her orgasm with just the tip of his cock, and now Jacob was kissing her with such passion and energy that she thought she might climax again from just the touch of his lips.
Her mind was racing. Every fibre of her being wanted this, but she knew what was happening was wrong. She was committing a betrayal of trust. It wasn’t cheating in the strictest sense of the word, but in a way, cheating is exactly what this was. But how could she resist when she knew how much they both wanted her? She had spent years wanting them, sometimes Alex more than Jacob, sometimes Jacob more than Alex, but it didn’t matter in the end. She knew now that she had always loved them both, and always would. She wanted this, and they wanted her. After years of sexual tension, teasing, repression and angst, she couldn’t hold back the dam any longer.
She felt Jacob’s erection pressing against her crotch, and she parted her thigh just enough to let him know that it was okay. Then she reached down.
He jumped as Rose’s fingers closed around him, instinctively grabbing for her hand, but then stopping himself. He found her smiling back at him, eyes wide in the darkness, glowing, almost pleading. Rose searched again and found him, closing her fingers back around his shaft and started sliding them up and down slowly.
Jacob was slightly larger than Alex, which surprised her. She had always assumed that Mr Cocksure would have the bigger cock, but she was happy to be wrong. He also seemed a little more reticent, less lustful and more, something else. She wasn't sure what.
She saw him look over at his sleeping friend and then back at Rose questioningly, who shrugged and smiled and stared into his eyes with lust as she began to speed up.
Her fingers touched his face as she kept going, her thumb running down his cheek and finding the corner of his lip, as she caressed him.
Now Jacob was getting close too. She could sense the subtle differences between them. Alex had tensed up to the point where it felt like his muscles would burst, but Jacob was more relaxed, more in control. His breathing was more regulated. He was more passionate and less urgent. She could tell he wanted this to last.
But Rose wanted it right now she needed it.
She looked into his eyes and smiled as she slid smoothly across the canvas towards him and then just as before, with Alex’s seed still warm between her thighs, she pulled her underwear out and positioned him, pressing him up against her, this time sliding him up and down the length of her lips and then swirling him over her clit as she pleasured him slowly and carefully.
She could feel him building up now too, and again it was different to Alex, his orgasm was deeper, more profound and with more feeling.
He loved her.
As she realised this, she nearly stopped stroking him.
He wasn't reluctant because he was concerned about his friend, although she knew that would be a part of it, nor was it that he was being too polite.
This just wasn't how he had wanted it to happen. He wanted to make love to her.
She understood all of this in a matter of seconds and she suddenly felt tremendous guilt.
Jacob loved her and she loved him, and maybe Alex did too.
He twitched firmly in her palm and she gripped him tightly and then, without a second thought, she guided him to her lips and slipped him inside.
This is what he wanted.
She felt it straight away. He surged inside her, stretching her and making her feel whole.
As his body became one with hers, she kissed him and looped both arms around his neck as he thrust into her.
Once.
Twice.
Then she felt it again, the warmth spreading inside her.
Jacob’s warmth.
She felt him shuddering and erupting and within seconds she came too, squeezing him as she tightened and contracted over and over.
Just like Alex, she had come almost straight away, the moment his cock had entered her body. It was like she was made for them, and she had waited so long, too long for their touch, so that when she felt them inside her, her body just couldn't contain itself.
She took his hand in hers again, kissing it as quietly as she could and then he was holding her face and kissing her lips over and over, whilst squeezing her tight in his arms.
As Jacob relaxed and started to drift off to sleep, she became aware of Alex behind her again, snoring quietly.
She was also aware that her pussy was warm, satisfied and gloriously wet.
As the afterglow faded, reality began to set in and so did her anxiety. She had let both of them fuck her. One after the other, without each others knowledge, inside the same tent.
Shit, she thought.
This is going to get complicated in the morning.
*
CHAPTER FIVE
ROSE HAD BARELY slept.
All throughout the night her mind had been racing. What should she say to them both? What could she say?
She had to say something. To both of them. Because it wasn't going to take forever for them to figure out something was up.
She didn't want to regret last night, but it was a mistake. One that she was likely to pay for with the loss of their friendship and she couldn't bare the thought of that. It was tearing her apart.
It might even tear them apart.
She felt terrible.
In the heat of the moment, she had been unable to control herself. Years of lust, desire and repression had caught up with her, like a dam bursting. It had felt so good. Bo
th of them had made her orgasm harder than she ever had before, and she had made them both cum. But now she was lying next to them, she was finding it hard to rationalise what had happened.
What was she going to say to them?
She had to be honest.
There was no other way forward.
She lay awake staring at the canopy of the tent, feeling as though she was waiting for her own execution.
Alex was the first to stir. He rubbed his eyes and yawned and then turned his head to look over at her with a smile so wide and so full of joy that it broke her heart.
She tried to hide the pain as she smiled back, but it was hard and Alex knew something was up.
‘What’s wrong?’ he mouthed at her.
Rose still didn’t know what to say, so she just shook her head but her eyes were brimming with tears.
‘It’s okay,’ said Alex, reaching out to touch her face and comfort her, but she pushed his hand away. He frowned and looked hurt.
‘Did I do something wrong?’ he asked more loudly, he looked panicked now.
She shook her head from side to side viciously. ‘No,’ she said and squeezed his fingers as she lay them back by his side.
She could feel Jacob rolling over now beside her and as he did, Alex’s expression changed, and then strangely it became a grin. He was looking down toward’s Jacob’s crotch.
Rose turned over in horror and followed his gaze to find that Jacob’s cock was still outside of his boxers, and he had a hard on.
She froze, waiting for Alex to say something, but instead he laughed.
‘Morning sunshine,’ he said loudly. ‘Feeling glorious?’
‘Huh?’ said Jacob frowning.
Rose looked away as Jacob caught up.
‘Oh shit,’ he said, as he tucked himself back in. ‘Sorry.’
He rolled the open edge of his sleeping bag over himself.
‘Nice dream?’ said Alex, still laughing.
‘Something like that,’ moaned Jacob, still groggy.
Rose blushed a little as her stomach cramped. She watched as he stretched and sat upright, rubbing his eyes.
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