“Hey,” he said. “Glad you decided to come.”
Chris squeezed Carrie’s shoulder. “Today was our official day for showing her things she couldn’t miss in Key West, and this seems to fit in that category as well as anything.”
Scott laughed. “Not your usual tourist trap, but yeah, definitely something not-to-be-missed if you can get free access like this.” He concluded with a wink in Carrie’s direction. “Grab a chair and enjoy.”
Half an hour later, a pretty, topless waitress with very pert, tan breasts had served them tequila sunrises. They’d watched the naked couple she’d first noticed upon arriving—until finally they’d fucked in the chair. Like Chris and Carrie, the other people at the pool watched with interest, yet stayed quiet and serene, even as the couple’s moans and groans bit into the tropical air. Carrie had felt her nipples getting harder and harder while watching the scene, her pussy pulsing mercilessly.
Too hot for comfort, both inside and out, she was just about to ask Chris if he wanted to go for a swim when a masculine moan drew her attention to the guys in the pool. She held in her gasp at the sight—the better-looking of the two had braced himself against the pool’s edge while the other man stood behind him, and though Carrie couldn’t see exactly what was taking place below the water’s surface, she was pretty sure the guy in front was getting fucked in the ass.
She knew Key West had a large gay population, and she’d seen more than one pair of men holding hands on the street, but she’d never seen this before. And despite the unbidden image of Chris and Cole that had entered her head yesterday, she’d never expected something like this to arouse her, but it did, almost against her will.
She watched with fascination as the guy in back lunged against his partner, who emitted groan after deep groan, his face wrenched in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She found herself wishing the two weren’t in the pool so she could have a better view. She suddenly imagined the guys being Chris and Scott—an image which gave her a shiver.
Chris leaned over toward her. “You look lusty,” he said with a soft, playful smile.
She drew her gaze from the gay couple to him. “It’s those guys.” She looked back to them before turning to gauge Chris’s reaction.
“That’s getting you hot, huh?”
She nodded. “Have you ever, you know…done anything bi?”
An amused grin spread across his face. “Didn’t we discuss this the other night?”
She shook her head. “No. I made you put a vibrator in your mouth, but I never asked you any questions.”
He gave his head a matter-of-fact tilt. “Well, sorry to disappoint you, angel, but the answer’s no.”
“Would you?”
He laughed. “Guess it would depend on the circumstances.”
“What if the circumstances were that I asked you to?” She widened her challenging smile. “And that I pointed out it was really the least you could do considering all the stuff I’ve done with Shay to please you.”
He arched one eyebrow as if to scold her. “Well, you didn’t find anything you did with Shay distasteful.”
She sat up a bit straighter, still in teasing mode. “What makes you so sure?”
He grinned. “I have eyes, angel.”
She pursed her lips in mock defeat. “So you’re saying you’d find it distasteful to be with another guy?”
He shrugged. “Probably.”
A bargain came to mind. “Let’s make a deal. If I ever ask you to do something with another guy, promise me you’ll consider it very carefully and only say no if you really, truly find it unappealing.”
He tilted his head. “Angel, you leave in two days. So sure, I’ll take that bet.”
God, she’d forgotten. She wasn’t sure how, but somehow it had actually slipped her mind that life wasn’t going to go on like this, that in two days it would end and she’d once again be a mild-mannered bookstore owner in Maryland.
“Say I wasn’t leaving,” she said cautiously. “Say things were going to stay like this, with us. Would you still take the bet? For me?”
Chris took a sip of the orangey concoction in his glass, appearing to think it over. Carrie followed his gaze back to the pool, where the handsome guy looked lost in desire as he yelled out his pleasure, the guy who fucked him appearing equally as impassioned. Finally, Chris turned back to her, offering a soft grin. “Yeah. For you, angel, I would.”
Carrie bit her lip and leaned over to kiss him, her hand on his cheek. It touched her to hear he’d be willing to open himself up to something new and different and forbidden, as she had for him. And it broke her heart that she’d never know for sure what would happen, how the deal would turn out.
Only when the kiss ended did Carrie realize Scott had disappeared from the chair on the other side of Chris. “Where’s Scott?”
“Hot tub. It was empty, so he was hoping maybe the babe with the big boobs would join him.”
Carrie spotted the brunette who’d been doing the backstroke upon their arrival. She was sitting across the lap of another naked girl. “Looks like she’s busy.”
“Why don’t you and I go join him?” he suggested. “It’s not every day I get free use of a hot tub, and Scott won’t mind—he’s not exactly hard up for women.”
She giggled. “I didn’t think so.” She really thought she was hot enough already—both in terms of the weather and sexually—but Chris sounded like he wanted to indulge, so she didn’t mind.
Hand in hand, they made their way to the hot tub, where Scott sat, arms stretched out, his face leaning back toward the sun. “Still a party for one, I see,” Chris said with a laugh.
Scott looked up. “Not if you leave Carrie here for me.” She felt his wicked grin between her thighs.
“Nothing doing,” Chris said. “We just came to keep you company out of pity.”
Chris held Carrie’s hand as she stepped carefully into the roiling water. “Oooh, hot,” she said.
He smiled down at her. “At first. You’ll get used to it, though.”
She eased down onto the seat, Chris following to sit next to her, placing his arm comfortably around her shoulder.
“You two have too many clothes on for this place,” Scott commented.
Carrie gave Chris a speculative glance—for some reason, it hadn’t even occurred to her to take her bikini off, even though at the Garden of Ecstasy she’d gone topless from the start.
“I will if you will,” he said.
Reaching down under the water, she eased out of her bottoms, feeling glad she’d re-shaved her pussy that morning. She wasn’t sure anyone would be seeing it, but if someone did, she wanted it to be smooth and sexy-looking.
She tossed her bikini bottoms onto the concrete walkway above them just as Chris abandoned his trunks.
“What about those?” Chris said, pointing at her breasts.
The question reminded her that just a little while ago, he’d been nibbling on one of her nipples and she hadn’t gotten nearly enough of it. Suddenly feeling as coy as if she were performing for a crowd on the Party Barge, she shifted a sexy look back and forth between the two men, then reached up and sensually pulled the leopard print triangles to the side, baring her breasts between the bunched fabric.
“Mmm mmm,” Scott said, his voice thick with lust, “just as pretty as I remember from the Party Barge.”
Feeling hot, she smiled appreciatively and turned to Chris. “You know, earlier, you were just starting to kiss them when we got interrupted.”
“You’re right,” he said. “I bet they miss me.”
She nodded.
Scott spoke up. “Interrupted by me, I guess?”
“Mmm,” she said, both in answer to Scott and in response to Chris, who’d just leaned down to lick one hard, pink nipple.
She wrapped her arms around his head as he suckled her, her breasts floating just atop the swirling water. “Oooh,” she cooed at a particularly hard draw on the sensitive peak.
“A
shame I don’t have two mouths, one for each breast,” he said, gazing playfully up at her. She was on the verge of reminding him he was able to pull both nipples into his mouth at the same time when she saw him cast a meaningful glance toward Scott.
“Maybe I could help out,” Scott offered.
Carrie’s pussy lurched beneath the water at the suggestion. She’d let the idea of being with two guys flit about her head for days now, without knowing if she could seriously act on it. Somehow being with Shay and Chris at the same time had seemed less forbidden, more like a game to please her man and broaden her horizons. But two guys at once—it was the sort of thing so unthinkable in the world where she’d been raised that such concepts had never even truly occurred to her. Could she do it? Her cunt was begging her to, pulsing madly between her thighs, urging her to take this one further step into pure hedonistic pleasure. But could she?
“Would you like that?” she whispered to Chris.
Looking deep into her eyes, he nodded. “I want to be as generous as you’ve been with me. I want you to know how it feels—as long as you want to.”
Taking a deep breath, Carrie glanced at Scott and lifted a hand to motion him closer.
As he scooted next to her, he spoke low. “Don’t worry, honey. You’re gonna like this a lot.”
Chapter Thirteen
The quake in her crotch said she believed him. Already, just having them both that close to her, knowing they were all naked, was exciting as hell.
“You two have to do me a favor, though,” she said softly.
“What’s that, angel?”
She flicked a glance to both men. “You have to do whatever I want.”
“Of course,” Scott said, with a smile. Beneath the water, his hand melded to her thigh.
Chris caressed one of her breasts as he nuzzled her neck.
“What do you want, honey?” Scott asked. “What do you want right now?”
She glanced down at her wet, beaded nipples. “Kiss them,” she said. “Suck them.”
Without further prodding, both guys sank to her breasts, kissing, laving, caressing, as she leaned back, thrusting the mounds slightly forward, letting herself relish the sensations of them feasting on her. She loved looking down, watching both of them work at her breasts—one suckling while the other licked, sometimes both nibbling hotly, other times both sucking hard enough to make her whimper.
She became aware that above her, in the courtyard, people occasionally passed by, but she’d been here long enough not to be concerned. She only hoped that if they were watching that they were taking half as much pleasure from it as she was.
When a male hand closed over her pussy, forcing her legs slightly apart, pressing fingers into her slit, she didn’t know which man the hand belonged to. The realization upped her heat to a new level, making her tremble slightly beneath the touch, which she met, lifting her cunt lightly at each sensual stroke.
“Want to show Scott your pretty pussy, angel?” Chris whispered heatedly.
“Mmm, yes,” she breathed, her entire body tensed with anticipation.
“Raise up on the edge,” he instructed, placing his hands at her waist to help her. She sat on the edge of the hot tub, legs spread.
“What a sexy clit,” Scott growled, looking close. Then he rose up to deliver a hot, sensual kiss to her mouth. “Can I suck it for you, baby?”
The nub in question was swollen beyond belief and throbbing for attention. She nodded. “Please.”
Scott wasted no time lowering himself back into the shushing water, leaning in to rake a long, firm lick up her slit. “Oooh, God,” she breathed in response.
Sitting beside her, Chris gripped one thigh, as if to hold her open for his friend, before kissing her neck, then her mouth, his tongue invading and swirling around hers as Scott licked her below.
As Chris’s kiss dropped to her breast, she knew she’d found a passion unsurpassed. Getting naked on the Party Barge, and at the Garden of Ecstasy, and fooling around with Shay—none of it had prepared her for this consuming, overwhelming feeling. She’d thought she’d reached the zenith of pleasure—over and over again this week she thought she’d reached a height she’d never find again—yet this, now, made all that pale in comparison.
“Mmm,” she heard herself whimper as one of Scott’s licks extended especially deep into her core, making her whole body ripple. “God, that’s good. My pussy’s so hot.”
When Chris rose to his knees next to her, she took the cue and grabbed onto his cock, which looked as big and delicious as ever. As Scott sucked her clit, she ran her tongue around the head of Chris’s massive shaft, then licked the pre-come from the tip. He let out a sexy sigh and said, “In your mouth, angel. I wanna see you put it in your mouth.”
Gazing up at him, she closed her lips over the thick head.
“Fuck yes,” he breathed. “Suck it.”
His wish was her command. Lowering her mouth further onto his erection, she took in as much as she could before easing back, finding her rhythm. He filled her mouth thrillingly full as her clit seemed to swell larger and larger, a mass of pleasure gathering inside it. She knew she would come soon—having both of them was just too much for her body to resist. She wanted Chris in her mouth when she came—wanted to feel both guys in and on her body, wanted to be fully, undeniably aware that she had two hot, sexy men pleasuring her instead of just one.
Hungrier than ever for Chris’s big cock, she worked him over, sliding her mouth vigorously up and down his length, sucking him deeper and rougher than ever before. Her voracious cocksucking upped her passion immeasurably as she thrust her pussy at Scott’s equally voracious mouth. She hoped she was slick and juicy for him, that he could taste her heat.
She moaned over Chris’s shaft, which seemed to add to his excitement, and she knew her cunt was going to explode soon—she was fucking Scott’s mouth uncontrollably now, and when she glanced down, his eyes were shut, his face wet, his expression hot.
She sucked Chris even harder, getting him so wet she made slurping sounds as she took him in and out of her delightfully stretched lips. God, she was close. Yes, yes, yes, she thought as Scott worked her cunt. Each time she drove at his mouth, she drew Chris’s cock in hard and deep.
When the climax broke, she let out a ferocious moan on Chris’s erection, pushing hard at sexy Scott’s giving mouth as the shockwaves of pleasure radiated through her. She kept thrusting and sucking to stretch out the sensations as long as possible and found herself in the midst of another excessively long orgasm. The guys seemed to know it, given her unending lunges and continued whimpers, and she had the sense they were all the more excited by how long they were able to make her come.
When finally the waves ceased, she released Chris from her mouth and rested her ass back on the edge of the tub. “Oh God,” she moaned. “That was incredible.”
As she glanced back and forth between them, they all exchanged hot, lustful smiles. “So,” Scott said playfully from between her thighs, “you’re not a one-orgasm-and-out type of girl, are you?”
She let her grin widen, feeling how stretched beyond normal her lips had become. “No way. I’m just getting started with you two.”
Chris raised his eyebrows, looking surprised and pleased. “You seemed nervous a few minutes ago.”
She bit her lip and peered into his eyes. “That’s before I fully understood just how good it would feel to have two men at once.”
Still down in the tub, Scott rested his arms on her knees. “So, honey, what now?”
She cast a look of lust between both of them, realizing she could have anything she wanted from them, any pleasure she desired. She intended to take advantage of the opportunity. “Well,” she said, looking at Scott, “I think the least I can do is return the oral favor, so…I’d love to suck your cock while Chris fucks me.”
Both guys seemed as turned on by the suggestion as she was, and Scott took her place on the edge of the tub, his feet resting on the seat,
as she kneeled between his legs. Chris stood behind her, the water roiling about their thighs as he placed his hands on her hips and said, “Is your sweet little cunt ready for this cock, angel?”
She peered over her shoulder at her oh-so-exciting lover. “Oh yes, baby. Let me have it.”
When Chris plunged into her, it was like getting back a piece of her she’d forgotten she missed so badly. It had never been like this with Jon—his cock had never felt so vital to her, had never filled her so much in both body and soul. She cried out as he began to deliver deep, punishing strokes that made her crazy with want. She appeased that want by leaning to take Scott’s hot cock in her mouth. While not as thick as Chris’s, it was long and hard, a delicious mouthful. She sucked on him with the same vigor he’d used while eating her pussy, the same vigor she’d bestowed on Chris’s erection. Chris’s cock was like a battering ram, pummeling her, driving her mouth deeper and deeper onto Scott, and when her mouth felt too full, she pulled him out and lifted her breasts so he could fuck them instead. Having him press the soft mounds around his shaft while Chris fucked her brought a whole new kind of pleasure—but whether Scott’s hard-on was in her mouth or between her breasts, she found that having two hard, beautiful cocks fucking her was the ultimate pleasure.
She let it continue that way for a long while, soaking up the total joy, losing herself in the hot, filling sensations, letting herself sink in the total oblivion of being thoroughly fucked. Only when her knees were too sore to go on and her mouth too tired to suck any longer did she gently push up and away from both large shafts.
“Ready for something new, angel?”
She slanted them both a smile. “Afraid my mouth needs a rest. Well,” she reconsidered, “a rest from sucking cock.” She eased her bare ass up on the edge of the hot tub next to Scott and reached for Chris’s hand, pulling him onto the seat below them, on his knees. “Can we just kiss a little while? Kiss and touch?”
Chris’s wet hand glided around her hip. “Of course, angel baby,” he replied gently. “Come here and let me kiss you.”
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