Gettin' Lucky

by Amber Skyze

  “Exactly,” Lorenzo added.

  Marcy stood there trying to absorb what had just happened between the brothers. Try as she might she couldn’t figure it out. They were happy now and that’s all that mattered.

  They turned to her.

  Lucky held out a hand. “Don’t be nervous, just a childish game we’ve played since we were little. We mean no harm by it.”

  She relaxed as she took his hand. She felt safe as he gently squeezed her fingers.

  “We rarely fight.”

  She looked to Lorenzo. There was comfort in his voice and sincerity.

  Marcy couldn’t believe they were hers for the night. They were going fill her and give her a fantasy she thought only existed in erotic books. Tonight she would create her own story. Marcy would be the star of this romance novel.

  Her legs quivered at the thought. The women in the books all seemed to enjoy being ravished by two men. Marcy hoped and prayed she experienced the same.

  “So now what?” Instead of standing around trying to reassure each other that things were okay, she decided to take the bull by the horns so to speak and get this show underway. Tired of anticipating what would happen, she wanted to find out. Now.

  “Direct. I like her,” Lorenzo said.

  “I told you she was blunt. What more could a guy ask for?”

  There was a time when Marcy wouldn’t ask for what she wanted, but she was a new woman, an empowered woman, since Dan walked out of her life. She wasn’t going to be a wallflower. She was going to live her life to the fullest. Setting aside any reservations she had, she decided to let the empowered woman free. Tonight Marcy was going to get what she wanted.

  “Enough with the talk already. Show me the action.”

  Lorenzo reached over and pulled her towel free.

  “You want action, we’ll give you action.”

  Lucky released her hand and turned her around. He swatted her ass.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey nothing. No more talking, we’ll do all the talking from here.”

  Excitement stirred inside her. They were taking charge, just like in the books.

  She turned back to face them.

  “I’m all yours.” She pushed through them and bounced onto the bed.

  Lucky tackled her, pinning her on her back.

  Lorenzo climbed next to them.

  “You are one spunky lady, Marcy!”

  “I try.” She attempted to wiggle her way out of his grip, unsuccessfully.

  “You do more than try. That’s one of the things I love about you.”

  Love. He used that word again. Instead of scaring her it warmed her heart. She loved him too.

  “Love?”

  It sounded like Lorenzo spat the word. Marcy laughed.

  “Obviously you haven’t been in love before?”

  “Nah. I don’t do love. I’m better off with one-night stands or something short-term.”

  Sadness filled her.

  “Everyone should experience love some time in their live.”

  He shrugged. “I haven’t found anyone who knocked my socks off yet.”

  “Maybe someday.”

  “Maybe.”

  “Enough of all this mushy stuff. We’re here to have fun, let’s not get all sentimental,” Lucky said.

  Marcy couldn’t agree with Lucky more. She didn’t want to discuss love. Not with these two. She was there for fantasy purposes only. Friends with benefits. She and Lucky had agreed the ménage was about fulfilling her desires. Once the fantasy was over they’d go back to talking about the love part, when they were alone.

  Lorenzo and Marcy looked at Lucky.

  “So philosophical,” she said.

  He leaned over and kissed her lips.

  “That’s right and don’t you forget it.”

  She wouldn’t.

  Marcy reached out and rubbed his cock.

  “Someone wants to play.”

  “She’s a naughty girl,” Lorenzo said.

  His candid remarks stunned her. Lucky didn’t want to share.

  “Okay, okay, so we’re all on the same page. Now that’s get this show on the road. I’m not getting any younger and my pussy will dry up soon if you don’t give it some love.” So she was exaggerating. It prompted them into action.

  “We wouldn’t want that to happen.” Lorenzo spread her legs and nestled down between them. His hot breath assaulted her pussy lips.

  She shivered.

  Now we’re getting somewhere.

  Her clit tingled to life when he blew on it. He swiped his tongue across it and jolts of electricity shot through her body. Lucky sucked on her nipple and pinched the other, while his brother feasted on her clit.

  Marcy couldn’t get over the feelings stampeding over her body. They set her soul on fire with their caresses and their mouths.

  Stirrings crept up and she knew an orgasm was racing to the forefront. It wouldn’t be long before…

  Holy shit!

  Lorenzo slammed two fingers into her waiting pussy, while latching on to her swollen bud. His teeth gently nibbled and his tongue flicked it. The feelings were overpowering her. She couldn’t hold on any longer. She careened headfirst into an orgasm.

  “Cowabunga!” she cried. Her pussy pulsed against Lorenzo’s fingers, as different sensations stormed through her. Fireworks exploded behind her eyelids. Stars like the Fourth of July. This was what she craved. This was what she thought fantasies should be made of.

  “Ninja Turtles? You’re thinking of Ninja Turtles while we’re giving you orgasms?” Lorenzo laughed.

  “I couldn’t think of anything else to say. It’s what popped into my head while you were giving me such pleasure.”

  “At least we know you enjoyed it.”

  “Oh I certainly did. I want more where that came from.”

  “Slow down, we have all night. We wouldn’t want to wear you out too quickly.”

  She couldn’t imagine wearing out with these two. Every little touch sparked a hunger for more.

  Lorenzo moved up so he was on the other side of her again. Marcy reached both hands down and stroked their cocks. Lucky’s was massive while Lorenzo’s was a bit smaller. Impressive in its own rights, just not as large as Lucky’s.

  “This woman is insatiable,” Lorenzo said to Lucky.

  “I know.”

  His eyes sparkled as he spoke. There was so much admiration her heart melted. Was she falling too? She promised herself she wouldn’t fall in love again. Warning bells went off in her head.

  Stop thinking about love. Forget what Lucky said. Just have sex and forget the rest.

  “So what are you going to do about it?” She cupped both sets of balls in her hands. “Just lay there and talk or show me more action?”

  “I think it’s time to give this one a little spanking. I think she needs to see who runs the show here,” Lucky said.

  “A spanking? For wanting to be fucked? I hardly see how that’s appropriate.” Yet her pussy charged to life again, thinking about Lucky’s hand cracking her ass.

  “Roll over. I want to tan that butt of yours.”

  She released their balls and crossed her arms over her chest.

  “No spanking.”

  “She’s a spitfire, Lucky.”

  “I know. Let’s roll her over.”

  They both latched on her to and rolled her over. She didn’t put up much of a fight.

  “I’ll behave. I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t spank me.”

  “Too late. You’re brazen and bold. A good paddling will do you some good.”

  Marcy had read about spankings in those erotica books. The heroines always seemed to enjoy them. Their pussies seemed to crave more sex after a good whacking.

  “Fine. Have your way with me.”

  She lifted her arms up, folded them over and rested her head on them.

  Lucky laughed.

  The first crack came almost immediately.

  “Ouch!” she cried
.

  Another one followed.

  “That hurts.”

  “It’s supposed to,” Lorenzo stated.

  “Oh really, smarty pants.”

  Lucky laughed again.

  “You’re feisty tonight.” His hand smacked her again.

  She thought about adding another remark and thought against it. Maybe if she kept quiet he’d stop.

  Another blow to her ass, followed by another. Lucky continued spanking her until he’d landed twenty or so slaps.

  “Your ass is so nice and pink.”

  And sore, she wanted to add. She remained quiet. Her pussy cream had drenched her inside thighs.

  A hand slipped between her legs.

  “I’d say she enjoyed the spanking. Feel this, Lorenzo.”

  “Shit. She’s covered in her juices.”

  “I’m ready for a taste of that pussy. Can you get up on your knees for me, Marcy?”

  Marcy quickly brought her legs up to a kneeling position. She longed to feel Lucky’s lips on her. She wanted to soak him with her honey.

  “Lorenzo can you get in front of her. She could be sucking your dick while I’m draining this cunt.”

  Marcy couldn’t believe what was happening. Lucky was at one end and Lorenzo was about to fill her mouth with his hard cock. Her fantasy just kept getting better.

  She leaned up so Lorenzo could get situated underneath her. Lucky waited until they were settled before finding his spot under her pussy.

  As Marcy wrapped her mouth around Lorenzo hard penis, Lucky’s hands grabbed her hips and pulled her down, closer to his mouth.

  “Oh,” she shuddered.

  She wasn’t sure she’d be able to concentrate on Lorenzo with Lucky’s tongue licking away at her clit.

  Lucky pulled her lips apart and slid his tongue into her channel. He plunged in and pulled out. Marcy moved her body in the rhythm of his movements. This helped her move up and down Lorenzo too.

  “Your mouth is luscious,” Lorenzo said. He entangled his fingers in her wet hair, guiding her mouth along his cock.

  Marcy felt his hips rolling in sync with her mouth. Somehow the three moved in perfect time. She slid a hand down and cupped Lorenzo’s balls. She massaged them as she teased him. She trailed her tongue up the length of him and back down. He shook under her touch. She wrapped her mouth around him and bobbed up and down, sucking on his head as she came up.

  Lucky feasted on her pussy. She grew closer and closer to a climax. She wanted Lorenzo to explode the same time as her. She wanted to experience a simultaneous orgasm.

  “That’s it, Marcy. You’re fucking amazing. I’m going to cover you in my seed. That fucking beautiful mouth is going to get all of me.”

  Dear God she prayed she could hold on long enough for him. She was teetering on the edge of orgasm.

  One more lick and she was a goner.

  The walls of her pussy contracted against Lucky’s tongue. She accepted the feelings of ecstasy consuming her body. Lucky continued gliding his tongue deeper and deeper into her channel.

  Just when she thought her climax was over, Lorenzo unleashed his semen into her waiting mouth. Lucky latched on to her clit and sucked the nub, sending her reeling into another intense orgasm.

  Marcy sucked Lorenzo until there wasn’t a drop of his pearly cum left.

  She collapsed on his chest, doing her best to keep her weight off his penis. Her knees were wobbling from the multiple orgasms.

  Sweat covered Lorenzo’s body, but she didn’t care. She was reveling in the sweet satisfaction. And the best part was it wasn’t over yet. They still were going to fill her. Both at the same time.

  Marcy knew she was one fortunate woman.

  When she felt strong enough she moved off Lorenzo and fell to his side. Lucky sat on the edge of the bed smiling.

  “Happy?”

  “One hundred percent.”

  “Good. I’ve wanted to make all your dreams come true for a very long time.”

  Again he struck a chord. He pulled at her heartstrings. Something she didn’t think possible. She hadn’t intended to feel something for him. The challenge had been about going after something she wanted. No need for love. Just sex.

  Yet, hadn’t most of the others fallen in love? They all seemed happy with the way things turned out. Marcy Brown didn’t do love. Dan had taught her a painful lesson about loving and losing. She shook the thoughts from her head. She couldn’t think about Dan and what he did to her. Lucky wasn’t her ex.

  “I can’t thank you enough for all this. It’s all truly amazing.”

  “We’re not done. You can thank me later when it’s just you and me. But now I think we should get to the main event, don’t you?”

  “God, yes. I’m more than ready for the main course.”

  “That’s what we want to hear,” Lorenzo said, sitting up and tweaking her nipple.

  The arousal was instantaneous. Shockwaves jolted over her skin, straight to her pussy. They had the magic touch.

  “Condoms?” Lorenzo asked.

  “In my top drawer.” Lucky pointed to his dresser. Marcy watched as Lorenzo scooted off the bed and went to retrieve the condoms.

  She was about to get lucky times two.

  Lorenzo returned and stood beside the bed. He tossed a foil wrapper to his brother.

  “Cover up, dude. It’s about to get wet and sticky in here.”

  Lucky laughed.

  Marcy reached out and flicked his nipple ring as he sheathed himself. He gazed down at her and smiled.

  “We’ll play later.” He winked.

  She grew warm inside anticipating later just the two of them. No Lorenzo, no fantasy, just two people exploring each other.

  Both men kneeled on the bed and snuggled up beside her. She was sandwiched between two hard cocks. Two dicks ready to give her the ultimate pleasure.

  “I was thinking, how about I lie on my back and Marcy lies on top of me with her back on my chest. Then you can enter her on top,” Lorenzo suggested.

  Her body quivered thinking about being squeezed between them. She was going to experience the true meaning of sandwiched.

  “I’d say let’s give it a try,” Lucky said.

  “I’m game.” She wasn’t sure how this was going to work and if she’d be able to stay up on him like that.

  “Have you ever?” Lucky grazed the crease of her ass.

  She shook her head no. She wasn’t being completely honest. She and Dan had tried it once. He coated her opening and himself with globs of Vaseline and jammed his dick into her. She remembered crying out in pain and him ignoring her. He stretched her and tore her anus with his thrusts. As Dan grunted and groaned she whimpered and sobbed, praying it would end quickly. He was rough and only cared about getting himself off. It was one of the worst experiences she’d had. She’d often thought she’d never want to try it again, but after reading the books and remembering the way Lucky and Lorenzo treated her with tenderness, she wanted to try. At least one more time. If she didn’t like it she could ask them to stop.

  “We’ll go slowly. In fact, I should ease you into this. Lorenzo grab the gel in the nightstand.”

  Lorenzo handed him the bottle.

  “Roll over on your stomach and spread your legs a little for me.”

  Her stomach filled with butterflies as she turned onto her stomach. She buried her head in the pillow afraid he’d see her fear.

  “I’m going to coat you with this gel. It may feel a little cold but it will warm as it settles on your skin.”

  The cold liquid assaulted her ass cheeks. She squirmed.

  A hand quickly rubbed it in between her cheeks. It was Lucky.

  He lingered by her puckered hole.

  “I’m going to slide my finger in gently. If it hurts at any time you tell me and I’ll stop. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. This isn’t supposed to hurt.”

  Her body relaxed as he spoke. It was such a different scene from the one she’d lived with Dan
. He hadn’t given her forewarning. He’d told her to get up on her knees, placed the tip of his head at her opening and charged forward, never looking back until his unloaded his semen in her. She balked at the memories.

  “I’ll let you know if it hurts.” She wouldn’t allow another man to do what Dan did to her. If it hurt they would stop. That would be the end of the fantasy. Over. Done. Finished.

  Lucky pushed his fingertip in slightly. She tensed, clamping down on him.

  He rubbed her back. “You need to relax a little. It’ll hurt if you stay so tense.”

  Lorenzo bent and placed tiny kisses on her neck. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, helping her to release her grip on Lucky.

  “That’s it. Keep doing that, Lorenzo.”

  She turned her head so she was facing Lorenzo. He was smiling as he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

  Lucky moved in deeper.

  She sucked in a breath.

  “Let it out, Marcy. Don’t hold your breath.”

  She let it out in a huff.

  “You’re doing good, Marcy,” Lorenzo cooed. “His finger is almost completely in.”

  This surprised her. She hadn’t realized he’d moved that far in. It didn’t hurt.

  “I’m good,” she said, beaming.

  They laughed.

  “Wanna try a second finger?” Lucky asked.

  “Sure. You’ll go just as slow right?”

  “You betcha.”

  She felt her sphincter widen as he slipped another digit inside. Her walls contracted and spasmed until they adjusted to being stretched.

  He moved deeper again and a new sensation crept into her body. She wanted to rock against his fingers. She wanted to reach down and rub her clit. It begged to be touched.

  She couldn’t ignore the feelings taking over. She maneuvered her hand underneath her and roamed until she felt her clit. It was swollen and bursting with a desire to release. She rolled in it in small circles.

  “Are you touching yourself?” Lorenzo asked.

  “Mmmm.”

  “God she’s amazing. She gives me new hope of finding someone like her.”

  “She’s mine.”

  The hairs on the small of Marcy’s back stood on end. He was staking his claim again.

  “I know dude, chill.”

  Marcy had stopped rubbing waiting to see what would happen. When things appeared okay and Lucky began guiding his fingers in and out of her anus, she returned to teasing her clit.