Knights' Sinner

by Bella Jewel

  They both nod.

  “I mean it.”

  They both nod again.

  I begin to shit myself. Oh god, am I really doing this? I press the beer to my lips again, but Jackson reaches down, taking it from my hand and placing it on the table beside me. Then he takes my hand and pulls me into a standing position.

  “Slowly, yeah?”

  I nod, only to realize he’s talking to Muff. I flinch when he pulls me into his arms, running his hand down the side of my face. I feel another hand then, Muff’s hand, sliding over my shoulder, caressing my skin with the lightest touch. I shiver. Jackson takes my face, and tilts it to the side, before bringing his face down to kiss me, deep and hard.

  I kiss him back, but I know the moment Muff presses himself up against my back, his erection pressing into my bottom. He lowers his head, and drags his lips across my shoulders. I panic a little, when I realize I’m squashed between two men. I yelp and jump, and both men move quickly away. I’m panting, and trembling.

  “Hey,” Jackson says gently, reaching out. “You say no, we stop this.”

  Muff nods in agreement, though his light blue eyes are wild with desire.

  “I...I...I’m just overwhelmed.”

  “We’ll go slower.”

  I shake my head, “No...no...I want to. I do.”

  I walk towards Jackson, and he captures me as soon as I reach him. He pulls me into his arms, and he spins me around so my back is pressed against his chest. He runs his hands down the side of my body until he finds my hips, then he grips them gently, and leans down to kiss my shoulders.

  Muff walks closer, his handsome face tight with want. I feel my body beginning to warm to Jackson’s kisses. When Muff reaches me, his hand stretches out to stroke down my cheek. I tremble as he leans closer, bringing his lips down to mine. The moment they touch, I begin to tremble harder. Jackson is soothing me with words I can’t understand. Muff continues to kiss me; his mouth is gentle, not as rough and primal as Jackson’s.

  When he parts my lips with his tongue, I groan and grip Jackson’s hands that are on my hips, but are slowly dancing up my stomach to my breasts. Muff is a great kisser, very skilled with his lips. He doesn’t give me the sparks of want Jackson gives me, but he’s certainly got my body coming to life. I groan when Jackson grazes his fingers across my hard nipples, gently flicking them before he grips my shirt.

  I pull away from Muff, panting, and rasp, “Should we be doing this here?”

  “No,” Jackson husks. “We shouldn’t.”

  “Come on, princess,” Muff says, his voice thick.

  He leads me up the stairs, and I hear Jackson locking the door before following us up. We get to Jackson’s room, and I turn as soon as I am in. Both men grip their shirts, and pull them up and over their heads. I feel my body heat with lust. Jackson is tall, dark and handsome. His body is large, heavily muscled and covered in tattoos. Muff is equally as muscled, but his skin is fairer, and his body is covered in tattoos that are so colorful, it almost hurts to look at. They are quite fascinating.

  Both men stalk towards me, and I feel so tiny under their gazes. Jackson reaches me first, and he takes hold of my shirt, lifting it slowly over my head. Muff lowers himself to his knees, and my heart begins thumping wildly. He grips my shorts, and gently lowers them. I comply, slowly stepping out of them while allowing Jackson to undo my bra. When I’m fully naked, I realize I’ve never felt so exposed in my life. My skin tingles, and it takes everything inside me not to cover everything up and run.

  Muff reaches around, cupping my ass in his hand, and pulling my body towards his mouth. I whimper.

  “W-w-w-what is he doing?”

  Jackson grins, stroking his finger over my nipple. “He’s doing what he does best. I can fuck you in many different ways that he could probably never imagine up, but when it comes to licking your pussy baby, he’s going to make you scream.”

  I stare down at Muff, who is staring up at me with eyes so dark with lust, it makes me break out in little tiny goosebumps.

  “You know this is my favorite part of a woman,” he grins lazily. “And princess, you are real pretty down here.”

  My knees wobble again.

  Jackson grips a chair and drags it over behind me, then he sits on it and pulls me down onto his lap. He gently reaches out, and presses his hand to my chest, pushing me back until I’m lying over him, my head back on his shoulder, my breasts in the air, and my pussy right where Muff wants it. Jackson runs his hands down my side, and his lips find my ear.

  “I got you. I’m right here, baby.”

  I nod, and close my eyes as he begins kissing my neck. His fingers go down and find my nipples. He begins gently rolling them, paying attention to every, tiny flick that has my body arching for more. I feel Muff pressing his hands to my knees, and spreading them. Then his hand goes under my hips, and he tilts them up on a small angle. I feel his breath on my exposed pussy before I feel his mouth.

  But I don’t miss his mouth.

  Holy fuck.

  Holy. Fuck.

  I can’t say I’m experienced, I’ve only felt Jackson’s tongue down there, and I thought that was to die for. I was wrong. Muff has skill. There’s no denying it. He goes in, and he goes in hard. His tongue is strong, skilled, and damn, I don’t want it to stop. A feral groan leaves my lips as he flicks the tip of my clit quickly, before sucking it into his mouth, and then suddenly, he’s back to flicking. He’s like a damned vibrator. It’s as though he’s changing settings.

  He does that until I’m crying out, forgetting where I am, and then he stops. I jerk my head up from Jackson’s shoulder, but Jackson presses a hand to my forehead, putting it back down as if to tell me I need patience. I whimper helplessly as Muff blows on my throbbing clit, and then he leans down, and he bites it. I scream. I scream so loud I can’t hear anything else but the sounds of my own, pleasure induced breakdown.

  The pleasure and pain. The mix is mind blowing. I reach down, gripping Jackson’s thighs and digging my nails in. He tweaks my nipples harder, only increasing my pleasure. Muff continues on his little attack, by licking me as if I’m a damned ice cream. His tongue flattens out, and he licks up and down in big, god damned pleasurable, strokes. I am arching, I am whimpering, I am begging, and I don’t care.

  Muff’s fingers find my entrance, and he gently slides one inside me just as he uses his other finger to flick my clit. He does this three times, and the pain surges through me, before being quickly replaced with pleasure as he closes his mouth over my clit again, and sucks it in, hard. He sucks, and he sucks, until I’m bucking in Jackson’s lap and begging him to just stop.

  Then he removes his finger, and his tongue slides down lower before thrusting inside of me.

  Oh.

  My.

  God.

  I come so hard I see stars. My head spins and I don’t even realize how loud I’m screaming until Jackson’s hand comes over my mouth gently. He rasps into my ear, “Fuck, baby, hush.”

  Then Muff’s tongue is gone, and I’m being flipped over on Jackson’s lap. He brings my lips down over his, and he kisses me so hard those stars keep on coming. When he wrenches his mouth from mine, we’re all ready to rip each other’s close off, and get on with it. Well, at least I know I am.

  “I’ve had your sweet pussy,” Jackson growls. “And I’d love to be greedy and take it first again, but,” he runs a finger around my lips. “I want to be the first here.”

  I shudder as he stands, taking me with him, then he deposits me on the bed, flat on my belly. I moan as he runs a hand down my back, making my body quiver. I hear the sound of a condom wrapper, before I hear Jackson say something to Muff that comes out as a blurred mumble. Then Jackson is in front of me, naked and hard, gently propping me up on my hands and knees.

  “Easiest way, baby.”

  He presses his back against the head board, and then takes my face in his hands, stroking my cheeks, staring into my eyes for long moments before gentl
y tugging my hair.

  Oh. Jesus.

  I love a dominant man.

  I lower my mouth until the head of his cock is pressing against my lips. I snake my tongue out, touching it, tasting it, feeling the silky soft skin caressing my lips. I’ve never done this. I have no idea how to do it, but I’m going to go with what I’ve read about, or seen on television when the guys at the compound were watching porn. I open my mouth, and I sink down onto him, taking him as deep as I possibly can. I must be doing something right, because he lets out a guttural moan, and his fingers tighten in my hair.

  “You ready, princess?” I hear Muff murmur, and then he’s behind me, pressing against my entrance.

  I can feel my own arousal on my dampened thighs. I nod, and I feel Muff press in. He doesn’t stretch me the way Jackson does, which makes me think he’s thinner. He’s not small though, and I feel a bite of pain as he slowly sinks into me. I open my mouth, and a gurgled sound comes out. Jackson slips his thumb into the side of my mouth, and I slide my tongue across it. He growls, I mewl, and Muff hisses.

  Then Muff begins to move, and my whole world spins. I find it hard to keep a tight grip around Jackson’s cock, because my moans are too heavy. Muff doesn’t feel like Jackson in this department, Jackson far outweighs Muff in skill level when it comes to sex, but I’m so aroused, so excited, that even the slightest touch makes my entire body shake. It feels so damned good.

  I close my eyes, and focus on Jackson’s cock as Muff begins thrusting his hips gently in and out, muttering something about ‘so fuckin’ tight’. I move my hand up to find Jackson’s tight balls, and I gently massage them, feeling the soft skin against my palm. He groans, and rasps my name, before thrusting his hips up into my mouth further. Muff picks up the pace behind me, and I can hear his skin slapping mine as we all move.

  We just flow.

  Before I can come, Jackson is pulling his cock out of me, and moving from underneath me. I mewl desperately, but as if it’s an unspoken rule, Muff pulls out, and takes Jackson’s place on the bed. He lies down, pulling me over top of him. His eyes are lusty; his mouth is tight with need. Jackson shifts behind me now, and it’s then I realize what they’re going to do. This is it, the moment I’ve been fantasizing about. I shudder as Muff takes my hips, gently lowering me back down onto his cock.

  I whimper.

  Jackson is behind me then, his hand flattening out over my back and gently pushing me down further, so my chest is pressing against Muff’s chest. I drop my head into his shoulder, and just relish in the sensations washing through me. I snake my tongue out, and taste the salty sheen on Muff’s skin. He shudders, tangling his hands into my hair, and tilting my face to take my lips in a deep, delicious kiss.

  “Jackson,” I whimper, pulling my lips from Muff’s.

  “Right here baby, you’re ok.”

  I feel some cold lube against my entrance, and Jackson uses his cock to rub it up and down, spreading it. Then he moves it away and presses a finger inside, gently. I groan, and Muff grips my face, forcing me to look at him. His eyes are lusty, and he looks incredibly handsome like this. I reach over, and let my fingers glide through his thick hair. Jackson continues to stretch me, and I groan, shaking my head from side to side.

  “You’re ok, baby,” he murmurs from behind me.

  I squirm as Muff gently thrusts his hips upwards, causing a little bolt of pleasure to shoot through my body.

  “Think I can make you come like this?” he murmurs, running a finger over my swollen lips.

  “Do it,” Jackson rasps. “Loosen her up.”

  Muff grins, and moves his hands down, gripping my hips and gently rocking me. Jackson’s fingers fill me from behind, gently thrusting in and out as Muff pumps his cock up inside me, deeper, harder. I feel my eyes roll a touch, and I drop my head down onto Muff’s chest, finding his nipple. He growls when I pull it into my mouth, gently sucking.

  “Fuckin’ hell,” he groans. “Keep doin’ that princess, and this is goin’ to be over before it begins.”

  I bite down gently, and he bucks his hips harder. My body swells with pleasure, and Jackson’s fingers begin stretching and thrusting at the same pace Muff’s hips are bucking. My clit swells, and my body tenses. God, it feels so good.

  “Oh...god...” I whimper, running my fingers down Muff’s sides.

  “You know what to do, Jackson...” Muff grinds out. “She’s fuckin’ ready. Sweet pussy is squeezing’ my cock like a vice...fuck.”

  Jackson reaches underneath me, finds my clit, and gently flicks it. Muff thrusts his hips once more and I come. My fingernails drag harder down Muff’s sides, drawing blood. I can feel the warmth on my fingertips. I don’t care. God, I don’t care. I scream out his name, and then Jackson’s, and my body trembles violently.

  “She’s ready,” Jackson growls, sliding his fingers from my ass, and replacing them with his cock.

  Oh god.

  Oh my.

  He gently begins pressing in, while my body is still shaking. It feels so much tighter like this, as though Jackson is struggling to fit. I groan, and Muff reaches up, stroking his fingers through my hair.

  “It’s alright, princess. Just breathe.”

  I try to, but the sensation of being over-filled is quite intense. Jackson pushes in further, gently rubbing my back as he goes. He’s being so sweet about it, so slow. I know when he’s about half way in, because the tight feeling intensifies. Muff begins to rock his hips gently, and I cry out loudly. Holy shit. The feeling is out of this world, I feel so full, and having two bodies crushed against me is an intense, beautiful feeling.

  “God,” Jackson rasps. “Fuck.”

  “I’m hearin’ ya,” Muff groans. “She’s so fuckin’ tight.”

  Jackson pushes in further, and when he’s finally sheathed, he begins to move gently.

  My mind spins.

  Holy sweet fucking mother of everything holy.

  It feels amazing.

  And crazy.

  Jackson thrusts just as Muff is pulling out, and Muff thrusts just as Jackson is pulling out. Perfect timing. Perfect Rhythm. It’s just perfect. So achingly perfect. I gasp as they pick up pace. Jackson’s hands are on my hips, Muff’s are holding my face, and every now and then he presses his lips to mine. Our bodies are slick with sweat, and the smell is out of this world. It’s all sex, and man, and all the wonderful things that come with both.

  “Fuck, she better come soon,” Muff grunts. “I’m close Jack’s.”

  “Let me help you out, baby,” Jackson murmurs to me.

  He leans down, lifting my hips just a touch and finding my clit, then he begins to stroke it, gently at first, but as his thrusts begin increasing again, he strokes it harder. I’m crying out, screaming his name, moaning Muffs, and feeling my body peaking.

  Then I come.

  Holy shit do I come.

  It’s intense, crazy, mind blowing, beautiful, and so many other things mixed in one. My body jerks, my mouth drops open, my eyes roll back, and I scream. I scream so loudly I can’t hear anything else around me. I do feel though, and so I feel the moment when Jackson comes, I feel his cock pulsing inside me; I hear his rasps of pleasure. Then Muff follows, and I feel his cock jerking at the same time. When I begin to come down from my head spin, I hear both of their groans, and it sends little bolts of joy through my body.

  It is totally worth it - hearing two men grunting over your body.

  Totally worth it.

  By the time we’ve all stopped shuddering, I drop down onto Muff, resting my head against his chest. I can feel his heart thumping against my cheek. Jackson slumps down over me, and we’re all panting. We lay like that for the longest moment, Muff’s fingers smoothing through my hair, his stomach rising and falling heavily as he tries to slow his breathing down. Jackson slowly pulls out, and my body tenses. He gives me a moment before rolling, taking me with him until we both fall down onto the bed.

  Muff drops his head down onto the pillow, and
I roll to my back, still panting. Jackson rolls to his side, running a finger down my belly. I shudder.

  “Damn,” Muff whispers.

  “Yeah,” Jackson grunts. “Damn.”

  I feel a small smile stretch across my face as I use my best hip voice and say, “It was aight...”

  Muff snorts, Jackson laughs, and we all find ourselves chuckling. When that dies down, we’re all quiet a moment, until my stomach grumbles...loudly. Jackson snorts.

  “God,” I groan. “I’m hungry.”

  Muff makes a deep, throaty sound. “Fuck, me too.”

  “I ain’t movin’,” Jackson grumbles.

  “Argh,” I growl, bolting upright and crawling towards the end of the bed. “Men.”

  Both of them hiss, because I know I’m giving them a nice view of my ass.

  “Put that cute fuckin’ ass away darlin’,” Jackson warns, “Or I’ll fuck it again.”

  “You don’t have it in you, old man,” I tease, looking at him over my shoulder.

  His eyes flare, and Muff grins. “I believe that was a challenge, boss.”

  “I believe it was, too.”

  Jackson sits up, and I quickly scurry forward, but his hand lashes out, gripping my ankle. He tugs it backwards, and I collapse, laughing. I feel his body rise up, and then flatten over mine. His erect...oh my god...he’s hard again. I whimper, and squirm beneath him.

  “How the hell...” I gasp, as he presses his cock against my ass.

  “Baby, I just fucked a gorgeous woman with another man. It’s one of the most erotic things someone can do; of course I’m fuckin’ hard again. I ain’t wastin’ a minute.”

  “Yeah,” Muff grunts from behind me. “Me either.”

  I feel my eyes widen, and I look over my shoulder to see Muff stroking his hard, large cock. He’s not wearing a condom anymore, and seeing the shape and contours of his manhood has my heart throbbing. It is a nice cock. I won’t lie.

  Oh dear.

  Jackson sits back up, pulling me with him, and then he spins us both around and puts me down, face in Muff’s cock. I gasp, and Muff’s hands tangle into my hair. Oh...I like this control. It does great things to my body. Jackson slides two...or maybe three...fingers into my pussy. I whimper, and lower my face to Muff’s cock, running my tongue around the base. He hisses, and his fingers tighten in my hair.