by Opal Carew
“This being…?” Carter prompted, his amber eyes turned serious.
“I’ve never been with a man before. I’m a … virgin.”
Behind her, Simon’s body stiffened. “Fuck. Really?”
“But at the club that night … You seemed pretty eager to be with us,” Carter said.
She nodded. “I was tired of being a twenty-six-year-old virgin. I was sick of being afraid. I’d moved to a new town … was making a new start … So I wanted to move forward.” She dropped her gaze. “I was attracted to the two of you … and you were so nice … I thought … why not them?”
She shivered. She wasn’t quite under the spray of water, and was cold at the loss of their warm bodies so close to hers. Simon noticed and took her hand, then guided her to the wooden benches. He grabbed a big white towel and wrapped it around her, then settled her on the bench. The men sat on either side of her.
Simon rested his hand on her shoulder. “You said you were engaged. How is it you and he never took this step?”
“I told you. I was young. He was seven years older than me and we were waiting until my eighteenth birthday.” She pursed her lips. “But he died three weeks before that.”
Carter slid his arm around her and drew her close. She patted her wet face with the edge of the towel around her, partly to wipe away the tears forming.
“I understand your pain, sweetheart,” Simon said, “and how difficult it must have been for you. And still is. But it’s been a long time.” He tucked his finger under her chin and tipped it up. “You’re right that it’s time to move on.”
His face dipped to hers and their mouths met. The gentle, coaxing pressure of his kiss … the light brush of his tongue against her lips … and the tip of his tongue tenderly sweeping inside … took her breath away.
Simon released her and Carter turned her face to him, then kissed her. His lips were more insistent, more demanding, but still tender and loving. She opened to his tongue as she had for Simon and it dashed inside, then glided over her own. Ripples of need sent her head spinning. And she could feel wetness pooling between her legs.
“Rikki, we’ll do whatever you want. If you want us to back off, we’ll do it. But we’ll also help you through this.”
“You make it sound like I have a disease.” Which she knew was totally unfair of her to say. They were being sweet and supportive.
“Not at all,” Simon said. “Losing your virginity can be a beautiful thing.” He stroked her cheek and his big hand cupped her face. “But you want it to be with someone who’ll be patient and gentle.”
“You’ve already admitted you’re attracted to us,” Carter said.
She drew in a deep breath. They were right. She didn’t want to live like this anymore. Wanting something she wouldn’t give in to. Being afraid of taking that step.
She trusted them. And the strong feeling she was meant to be with them … it had to mean that this was the right step.
And God knew, she wanted them. Desperately.
She bit her lip, then she nodded.
She stood up and released the towel that was wrapped around her, carelessly letting it fall to the tiled floor. The heat of their glittering masculine gazes sent heat tingling over her skin.
They both stood up, their wilted cocks pushing upward again.
“So which of us do you choose?” Simon asked.
“Both of you,” she said, then held out her hands.
* * *
God, the thought of sinking his big, hard cock into her had Carter’s groin aching. Her adorable derriere swayed as she led them toward the door. He could barely wait to strip those little lacy panties off her.
“Wait,” she said as she stopped short. “Where are the other men?”
“They’re all asleep,” Simon said. “Carter and I came up about twenty minutes later than the others because we had to do some final checks and finish up some things. By the time we got up here, they were all in bed. Where were you, anyway?”
“I fell asleep in your bedroom while I waited for you. I didn’t think you’d mind.”
Carter smiled. “Of course we don’t mind.”
She pushed the door open and peered out, then led them into the bedroom, which was only a few steps away. Once in the bedroom, she turned to them and smiled.
Simon walked across the room and closed the drapes, then sat on his bed.
“Rikki, it’s great that you want to be with both of us, but only one of us can be the one to take your virginity.”
“Does it matter to you which one?” she asked. “Because I really don’t want to choose between you. And I still want to make love with both of you.” She smiled. “Maybe you could blindfold me so I won’t know which of you is actually the one. That way, anytime I’m with either of you afterward, I can imagine you were my first.”
Carter’s cock twitched. God, that was so hot.
Simon grinned. “I like that you’re already talking about this being an ongoing thing.”
“You weren’t thinking of not calling me afterward, were you?” she asked, her eyes glittering as her cute little lips turned up in a grin.
Carter wrapped his hands around her waist and nuzzled her neck. “Of course not. With the heat between us, I can’t see this ending anytime soon.”
“Well, not before we’re done with the calendar, anyway,” she murmured breathlessly.
He slid his arm around her waist and drew her to him as he stroked back her long auburn hair with the other hand. The feel of her soft, naked body against him made his cock swell even more.
Her statement made it clear she was still resisting her attraction to them. He wanted to tell her he saw this relationship between them becoming something much more serious, but one step at a time. Yesterday—hell, fifteen minutes ago—she wasn’t willing to give them a chance at all.
Now she was nearly naked, pressed against his naked body, with Simon watching from the bed.
Carter’s mouth danced along her neck as he coiled her long hair around his fingers. Her skin pebbled in goose bumps against his lips, setting his groin on fire. His other hand glided over her breast and he cupped it. God, her nipple was so hard it was drilling into his palm.
Simon stood up and approached, his eyes darkening. Carter released her hair as Simon stepped close behind her and turned her head, tipping up her chin. Then he found her mouth. His fingers glided through her hair as his tongue pulsed into her. Carter could feel her body quiver between them.
Simon’s hand brushed Carter’s as he moved it to her unclaimed breast. Carter slid downward and slid his fingers underneath her lacy panties and … Oh, fuck, the feel of her silky slick pussy was enough to drive any man insane with lust. He wanted to bend her over right now and plunge deep into her.
He sucked in a breath. Damn it, he wasn’t the man for this. He’d never deflowered a fucking virgin before. This was too important to fuck up.
Rikki’s breathing was erratic. He stroked over her soft folds, his cock pulsing in need at the feel of her velvety arousal.
She was clearly turned on. Ready. Waiting.
He glanced up, locking gazes with Simon. He was still kissing Rikki, but Carter had his attention.
“Rikki,” Carter said. “I think it should be Simon.”
Simon released Rikki’s lips, his gaze turning to Carter.
“You didn’t like my blindfold idea?” she murmured breathlessly.
“Fuck, baby,” Carter said. “I love the idea of blindfolding you.” He stroked her folds again, loving her small gasp. “But I think you should gaze into the eyes of the man who first takes you. You should know. And Simon’s cock might be longer than mine, but it’s not as thick, so it will be easier on you. Also, the guy’s got way more patience and control for slow and steady than me. I’m afraid once I feel your sweet, velvety pussy around me, I won’t have the discipline to go slow enough for you. Not the very first time.”
* * *
Rikki drew in a deep breath. It was ha
rd to think straight while Carter’s hand was inside her panties, stroking her sensitive, slick folds.
“I wish you could both be my first.”
“I have an idea,” Simon said as he stroked her cheek, his deep blue eyes glimmering with heat. “How about Carter gives you your first non-solo orgasm? Before I make love to you.”
Her eyes widened as Carter—chuckling—stroked her slit with his big fingers. Oh, God, she wanted someone inside her.
She instantly got her wish. One of Carter’s large fingers slid into her. She stiffened as it glided into her canal, then found herself squeezing around it.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” Carter murmured against her ear, his breath sending quivers along her neck.
Simon took her hand and drew her and Carter to the bed. Carter’s finger slipped from inside her and he turned her around, then sat her on the edge. Simon guided her to lie back. Carter drew her panties downward. Her cheeks flushed as he exposed her intimate flesh, then tugged her panties down her thighs and to the floor. Her cheeks flushed hotter at the awareness of their frank gazes taking in the sight of her totally naked body.
She’d never been naked in front of a man before. Now she had two of them thoroughly examining every inch of her. Desire blazing in their eyes. Their cocks thrusting straight up.
Knowing how much they wanted her helped put her at ease. Carter smiled, then knelt in front of her. His hands cupped her breasts and she arched against him, her whole body quivering with excitement and need. His hands slid down to her stomach. Then lower.
Simon moved to the other side of the bed, kneeling on the floor behind her, and his hands caressed her swollen breasts, his fingers lightly stroking her hard, ultra-sensitive nubs.
Carter’s hands now stroked her inner thighs. Soft, gentle strokes. She found herself opening to him. He chuckled and lifted her legs, draping them over his shoulders. Then he leaned forward and—
“Ohhhh,” she moaned as his tongue laved over her wet flesh.
She arched, wanting more. He buried his mouth deeper and his tongue pushed inside her. She sucked in a breath. He drew back and smiled at her, his mouth glistening with her arousal.
He stroked her with his fingertips, then she felt him open her up and his gaze locked on her down there. When he leaned forward this time, his tongue found that very special spot. But the feel of him touching her clit like that, gently with the tip of his finger, was so much better than her own touch.
Then his tongue dragged over it and she moaned.
“I think you like what Carter’s doing,” Simon said against her ear, his hands still cupping her breasts.
“Yeah,” she managed in a short, gaspy breath.
Her head lolled on the bed as Carter’s tongue caressed her. Nuzzling and stroking. Then he suckled and pleasure swelled through her.
“Oh, Carter.” She arched against him.
She felt his finger glide inside her, his mouth still working on her. Her breathing increased as her nerve endings prickled with need. He slid another finger inside her and her body automatically squeezed around him.
“Fuck, Simon, she is so tight.”
Simon grinned. “I can hardly wait to be inside you, sweetheart,” he said as he stroked back her hair.
But what Carter was doing to her … his mouth suckling her clit … his fingers now moving inside her in gentle thrusts … had her gasping for air. Pleasure coiled inside her, a spiral of need expanding through her whole being.
“Oh, Carter, please. I need…” She whimpered.
“What is it, baby? What do you need?” He covered her with his mouth again, but his gaze stayed locked on hers.
His eyes, so deep and brown, as warm as melting chocolate, moved her.
“I need you to…” She moaned again at the exquisite feel of his soft suckle. “Oh, God, please, make me come.”
Simon laughed joyfully. Carter suckled her harder now, his fingers gliding in and out. She was so close. She was desperate to feel that release. But she knew the more desperate she became, the more difficult …
His tongue did a magic swirl then pulsed as his fingers continued to pump into her, gliding deeper than before. The pleasure—coiled so tight it ached within her—finally exploded. She moaned, her eyes widening, then falling closed as she arched against Carter’s face, squeezing his fingers so tight inside her she was afraid she’d crush them.
But he kept thrusting.
She sucked in a breath, then wailed. The orgasm flashed through her, hot and intense. As it faded, she sucked in a breath, only to find it rise again as Carter continued to suckle her, his fingers still pumping deep inside her.
The bliss went on and on, until he finally took pity on her and slowed down, allowing her to gulp in some air.
He tipped her over the edge one more time before he finally let her settle back to earth.
She lay on the bed gasping, the two men smiling over her. Her eyelids fell closed for a moment, then she felt a big hand glide over her stomach. Her eyelids fluttered open.
“Are you ready for your second first?” Simon asked. He was the one kneeling in front of her now.
Chapter Nine
Rikki nodded, a little nervous, but knowing she wanted to take this step with him.
“Well, we know you’re good and wet.” Simon’s hand glided over his hard cock as he stroked it.
She wanted to touch it. To feel its hardness. Its heat. But she didn’t want to slow him down. She wanted to feel that big, thick member inside her.
Carter sat on the end of the bed, turned toward her. She wrapped her hand around his hard cock and squeezed.
“I want you inside me, Simon,” she said as she began to stroke Carter. She couldn’t believe how soft the skin was. And how hard the muscle beneath. It was like solid marble. She moved her hand up and down, feeling the kid leather–soft flesh glide over the rigid shaft beneath.
Simon ran his fingertips over her soaking wet flesh as he continued to stroke his long cock.
She turned to Carter, watching his cock glide within her grip.
“I want to feel yours. In my mouth.”
Carter’s eyes flared, and he moved closer. She turned her head and pressed her lips to his cockhead. She lapped her tongue over his tip, tasting a salty droplet. She opened wider and he pushed his cock into her mouth until the tip was inside.
“Sweetheart, I’m going to go slowly. If you want me to stop, let me know,” Simon said.
She nodded, squeezing her mouth around Carter’s cock. He rocked his hips, pushing it in short strokes within her mouth.
She felt something hard and hot press against her slick flesh. Simon glided his cock up and down her slit, driving her wild with need.
She wrapped her hand around Carter’s cock and plucked it from her mouth, keeping a firm grip on it.
“I want it inside me,” she insisted to Simon, then popped Carter’s big cockhead back into her mouth.
“Patience, love. I’m going to go slow.”
He pressed forward a little and her flesh stretched around him. She squeezed Carter in her mouth, nervousness rippling through her, but also intense need. When she began to suckle, Carter moaned.
Delight quivered through her at the sense of power that gave her.
Simon pushed a little deeper. She sucked in a breath.
“Does it hurt, baby?” Carter asked, stroking the hair from her face.
She slid from his cock. “A little. But”—she glanced at Simon—“please don’t stop.”
“I won’t, love.” Simon’s eyes were dark with need.
He pushed deeper and the pain increased. Her eyelids fell closed, but she grabbed onto Carter’s cock and pushed the tip between her lips again and sucked. Deep and hard. Focusing on the hot, hard flesh in her mouth.
Simon’s long cock glided deeper into her opening, moving very slowly, but relentlessly pushing forward. Then she felt his lips on her breast and she arched. He suckled, drawing her bud deep into his mouth.
Simon continued to push into her. He lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, smiling as he watched her.
“I want you to come in my mouth, Carter. As Simon fucks me.”
Carter chuckled. “For a virgin, you have some mouth on you.” He stroked his fingertip over her lower lips.
She smiled wickedly. “Guess I’m making up for lost time.”
Then he pushed his cock into her mouth again.
Simon’s cock drew back, then eased forward again, starting a ripple of awareness deep inside her. Her inner flesh sensitized to the feel of the large shaft pushing inside her. Both pleasure and pain mingling together.
“I know this hurts, baby, but once you get used to it, it’s going to feel incredible. Just relax—I’m going to take it very slow.”
She thought of the intense orgasm Carter had given her and knew he was telling the truth.
“I’m going to push in all the way now, love.” Simon gazed at her with a gentleness that tugged at her heart. Then he pushed deeper. Relentlessly. Filling her all the way.
Little flashes of light burst across the inside of her eyelids at the pain. She hadn’t even realized she’d scrunched her eyelids closed. But now his body was tight against her, his long cock fully inside.
She drew in deep breaths, insisting her body relax. Carter remained still, not wanting to distract her from her concentration. But after a few moments, in the quiet interlude, her body relaxed, despite the big cock immersed inside her tight opening.
She twirled her tongue over the tip of Carter’s cock and he rocked his hips forward, filling her deeper.
Simon drew back, his cock dragging along her sensitive inner canal, pleasure sparking along her nerve endings. When he glided forward again, it was easier, her increased slickness easing the way.
Carter drew his cock from her mouth, wrapping his own hand around it. When she gazed at him questioningly, he smiled.
“I want you to enjoy this.” Carter’s hand stroked his shaft and the sight added fuel to her rising desire.
Simon drew back, then eased forward again. The pain was almost forgotten and a new, more intense sensation took over. A beautiful, blissful delight.
